Don't Lie to Your Therapist—She Already Knows Your Fate

Song Jiayan walked somewhat slowly, and the production team was quite satisfied.

This was the proper pace for an adventure variety show.

A god-tier guest like Doctor Wen always made people suspect the show was scripted.

Director Wen was also a little troubled.

But compared to the ratings and buzz, it was a minor annoyance.

"Jiali, you’re the first guest on this episode to find food."

Xu Jiali, who had been wallowing in the prospect of going hungry, heard this and had a realization. ’That’s right!’

’I’m the first guest on the show to find food!’

’Why should I be upset?’

"Sister Yingying, I was only able to find food because of you."

Xu Jiali was not an ungrateful person, nor was she someone who would take credit for others’ work.

She said it outright on the show.

It was her way of saying, ’You deserve a share of the credit—in fact, you deserve most of it.’

[I gotta say, Doctor Wen is a good judge of character. Miss Xu is a good person!]

[I want to ride Doctor Wen’s coattails too, but I don’t have the chance.]

Xu Jiali turned to the camera with a radiant smile. "Jiang Beibei, Meng Xiaoyi, Xie Fu Yao, and Zhang Jingxing, did you see that? I’m the first one to get food! You guys should keep trying your best!"

[BWAHAHAHA! That’s just brutal, Miss Xu! So savage!]

[I love people who get their revenge on the spot! Go, Miss Xu, go!]

"Sister Yingying, let’s go find Song Jiayan. He’s pretty timid, it’d be bad if he got scared."

Meanwhile, Song Jiayan had reached the spot Wen Ying told him about—three hundred steps, not one more, not one less.

He lowered his head and searched carefully, and just as she’d said, he saw a small bird lying on a broken branch. Its leg appeared to be injured.

Song Jiayan crouched down and looked at the little bird, but didn’t touch it.

Instead, he stared at it for a moment, then suddenly ripped a piece off his own clothes.

He ripped off a small strip of fabric.

[What’s Song Jiayan doing? Didn’t Doctor Wen just tell him to put the bird back in its nest?]

[Some people just have to get clever~]

[He’s just doing it for the fans, obviously. Put on a whole show of bandaging the bird, and then his fans will all scream, ’Our boy is so kind!’]

[This Song Jiayan... he seems so quiet, I can’t believe he’s this calculating.]

[Don’t just bandage it if you don’t know what you’re doing! What if you hurt the bird? Is he going to make the bird suffer just to save face?]

Song Jiayan gently picked up the little bird and began to bandage its injured leg with the strip of cloth. His movements were slow, as if he was afraid of causing the bird any pain.

"Song Jiayan, are you sure about this?"

The staff member could see how serious Song Jiayan was, but asked anyway after a moment of hesitation.

"It’s fine. The bird’s wound isn’t big, and my clothes are clean—I had them disinfected before I came. Bandaging it will help prevent infection."

"You look so skilled. Have you done this before?"

A rare smile touched Song Jiayan’s lips. "Yeah. I used to be a nurse."

The staff member was clearly stunned, and so was everyone in the livestream chat!

[Song Jiayan was a nurse? No wonder he’s so skilled at bandaging wounds!]

[Song Jiayan was a nurse??? Oh my god! I want a handsome, shy male nurse like that too!]

[I never would’ve guessed Song Jiayan was a nurse! I thought he’d always been an indie musician.]

[These days, you have to put food on the table before you can chase your dreams. If he only did music, he probably would have starved by now!]

[Respect to everyone out there working hard to achieve their dreams!]

After bandaging the bird’s wound, Song Jiayan looked around for the nest. Fortunately, the tree it was in wasn’t too tall and had forked branches, making it easy to climb.

Gently holding the little bird, Song Jiayan started climbing the tree, bit by bit.

To avoid hurting the bird while he climbed, he was careful not to use the arm holding it, causing his other arm and his legs to get scratched up.

The cameraman knew a good shot when he saw one, and silently zoomed in on Song Jiayan’s cuts and scrapes.

Song Jiayan returned the bird to its nest without a word, seemingly completely unaware of his own injuries.

[Compare Jiang Beibei’s ’injury’ to Song Jiayan’s actual injuries... I’ll just say, if you know, you know.]

[Jiang Beibei is a girl, and girls have a lower pain tolerance. A little exaggeration can be forgiven, right?]

[The commenter above wants to forgive her? Why should we? That wasn’t an exaggeration, that was her faking it with every ounce of cunning she has!]

[Song Jiayan has always been low-key, shy and reserved, but he’s a genuinely good person. You can tell he’s a truly good guy from the way he protected that little bird!]

[I can’t believe there’s someone with such a pure heart like Song Jiayan in a cesspool like this industry. I honestly don’t know if it’s a good or a bad thing that he’s in it!]

[I wouldn’t be worried if he had Doctor Wen protecting him, but she obviously can’t be with him all the time. He needs to learn to stand on his own!]

[Go, Song Jiayan! All you fans of Song Jiayan, join our group at 888666***! Let’s protect and support him together!]

Song Jiayan climbed down from the tree and suddenly let out a long breath.

It was as if he had only just allowed himself to relax.

HSSS.

Feeling a sting of pain, Song Jiayan finally looked down at his arms and legs.

The cameraman chuckled. "Song Jiayan, don’t tell me you didn’t even notice those scrapes?"

Song Jiayan nodded awkwardly. "I didn’t feel it before, but now it’s suddenly stinging like crazy, so..."

Song Jiayan was too embarrassed to finish his sentence.

’A grown man like me, crying out in pain over a few scrapes? What kind of man am I?’

"But... I think I saw something when I was up in the tree just now!"

The smile on Song Jiayan’s face grew wider.

He had seen the item hidden by the production team!

It was hanging in another tree!

Song Jiayan ran toward the tree he had spotted. All his effort suddenly seemed worthwhile!

’If I can just get that food, Doctor Wen and Jiali will have something to eat, and I won’t be a burden anymore!’

But as he stood at the foot of the tree, he saw that it was much taller than the last one, and would be significantly harder to climb.

The trunk was long and straight, with the first branches starting quite high up.

This left Song Jiayan vexed, wondering how he was supposed to get up there.

"Song Jiayan, don’t move! We see you! It’s too hard to find anyone out here, so don’t you dare run off. Wait for me and Sister Yingying," Xu Jiali’s voice called out.

Song Jiayan obediently stood perfectly still, making sure his silhouette didn’t change so they could see him.

’I can’t cause them any trouble.’

[Song Jiayan is so well-behaved, my maternal instincts are kicking in! My son!]

[So if we’re going with that, Song Jiayan is the obedient, well-behaved son, Xu Jiali is the cheeky, energetic daughter, and our Doctor Wen... is the eternally worried mother hen???]

[I’m suddenly floored by that last comment!! Doctor Wen is so young and she already has a son and a daughter!!!]

[Not only is Doctor Wen young and has both kids, she even had a painless delivery, BWAHAHAHA! So the question is, where’s the baby daddy???]

[Is there anyone even worthy of Doctor Wen? Not right now, at least!]