Side Story: Jasmine Flower Chapter 1: Sealed Memories

　　Section 1: The Soul Analyst　　Beep—The white electronic door slid open to both sides. A young man wearing a black traditional Chinese tunic suit strode into the room, smiling and waving at me.　　"Hello there!"　　"Hello!" I stood up to shake his hand.　　The young man sat down on the cream-colored sofa opposite me, adjusted his collar, pointed at a document on the table, and got straight to the point: "Could you provide more complete information about your... person's situation? It makes the psychological counseling very difficult to conduct!"　　"Can't be helped. There's too much classified information." I lowered my head, took a small sip of jasmine tea, and said softly to him, "Besides... you know perfectly well I'm not here for psychological counseling."　　The young man smiled faintly. "But I ama psychological counselor!"　　"Playing dumb, are you?" I placed a golden business card on the table. He squinted at it, and his previously playful smile instantly turned mysterious.　　"Sigh, honestly, I really don't like taking government contracts! If I hadn't heard this one was particularly challenging, I would have definitely refused."　　"Turning down money? That shows real high-mindedness!" I gave him a thumbs-up.　　"I'm not very interested in money." His deep eyes locked onto my pupils, his sharp gaze seeming to pierce through to the secrets in my heart.　　"Let me introduce myself. I'm Hinson. I'm your... client seeking assistance!" I focused my mind, meeting his gaze directly, blocking his probing gaze outside the walls of my mind.　　"Assistance?" He withdrew his gaze, chuckling playfully. "Hello, Hinson! I'm Ji An. I'm your... reinforcement!"　　Reinforcement? I thought, he really knows how to pick a word."Well then, Mr. Ji, I'll be direct with you. You can see through people's minds, correct?"　　"Yes." He said seriously. "As a Soul Analyst, I can read people's thoughts, their thinking processes, and even—memories."　　"That's why I sought you out." I lifted a finger and tapped my own head. "My... teacher sealed a memory within my consciousness. I want you to help me unlock it."　　"Memory?" He looked at me with great interest. "You can't access it yourself?"　　"No. Probably... it's a secret from the depths of her heart."　　"To leave a memory within someone else's consciousness and make it unreadable to them... your teacher must be extraordinary!"　　"So, will you take this case or not?" I leaned forward slightly, crossing my hands on the table, patiently awaiting an anticipated answer.　　"Of course I'll take this case." Ji An leaned ba