"Xiao Hao, where does this fragrance come from? It looks quite unique." Father Chen squinted his eyes slightly and chuckled.
His eyes are not very good.
It has nothing to do with myopia, but is the natural opacity that occurs when people reach middle-aged and old age. Compared with the average middle-aged and elderly people, Chen's father's situation is slightly worse.
Chen Hao didn't answer, but just put the lighter in his hand on the incense stick.
The lighter went out and the incense burned.
There was no smoke, or the smoke was so light that it couldn't be seen.
Only a small red dot appeared on the top of the incense stick, and against the backdrop of this small red dot, the incense stick next to the small red dot showed a touch of light but amazing crystal green.
This is something Chen Hao didn't notice when he was in the club before.
With just that little bit of green, Chen Hao seemed to see the most moving color in the world.
That sparkle reflected in her eyes and seemed to reflect in her heart at the same time.
Not only the color, but also the fragrance.
It is also the most touching fragrance in the world, blooming like an epiphyllum at this moment.
Chen Hao's wakefulness only lasted a few seconds longer than when she was in the club at noon. Then, she was as lost as the previous time.
To say lost is actually inaccurate.
Because I am neither lost nor lost.
But just intoxicated.
Extremely intoxicated.
All the mind and attention of the body were attracted by the fragrance, and I was intoxicated in it. I didn't even want to put even a little bit of attention on the outside world or anywhere else.
Therefore, it showed this state of being lost.
In other words, being lost means losing your mind and not knowing where you are going.
But now in this state, the soul only cares about the home, just firmly guarding this "home", feeling the blend of the body and the fragrance in a strange state similar to being half drunk and half awake.
The fragrance spreads little by little and blends into the body.
The body seems to be spreading bit by bit and integrating into the fragrance.
They gradually merge with each other until they are completely integrated.
At this time, both body and mind seemed to be "sleeping" in extreme comfort and intoxication.
This time, the incense stick is no longer held in the hand, but placed on the tray.
Therefore, Chen Hao was no longer awakened by the scorching heat that burned his hands.
In fact, if you look at it from the perspective of a bystander, you will find that within about ten to twenty minutes after the incense was burned, the three people in the piano room woke up one after another.
But sober, sober, no one wants to move, no one wants to talk.
No one even wants to wake up.
They are obviously awake, but they are "pretending to be crazy" and "pretending" in a daze, and they are still greedy for the feeling of being intoxicated both physically and mentally.
Breathing is still deep and slow naturally.
It is the body's attempt to absorb the fragrance to the greatest extent in this way.
Although the incense stick is burned out, the fragrance blooming from the incense stick still permeates the room and is far from gone.
I just don’t know why, but the same fragrance seems to be missing a certain taste or feeling from just now, and that kind of taste or feeling is what the body and mind like the most.
So, about half an hour later, the three people in the room blinked their eyes, pursed their lips, and moved their bodies almost at the same time.
This also means that the three of them have truly said goodbye to the state they were in just now.
Although, the body and mind were still affected and did not return to normal conditions immediately.
"Xiao Hao, where does this fragrance come from?" Father Chen asked.
He had asked this question just once when he was lighting incense, but at that time, he said it with a smile, neither carelessly nor paying attention.
At this time, he asked very seriously.
"I remember that you used to have a group of friends who played incense. They were..."
"No!" Chen Hao spoke quickly, both answering and interrupting, "Dad, how do you feel? If you light this incense, can you meditate?"
"Meditation?" Father Chen pondered, "Meditating like just now?"
Chen Hao nodded again and again.
"That's good, that's good." Father Chen said, and then he nodded slightly unconsciously, and emphasized again, "That's good! No wonder you asked me to do this meditation before, Xiao Hao. This is indeed a good idea."
What a good thing!”
"Not bad, not bad!"
He said again, then he picked up his hands from the ground behind him with his fists, raised them above his head, and stretched a few times.
At this time, neither Chen's father nor his wife, nor Chen Hao, noticed that this was a normal and habitual action for ordinary people.
But for Chen's father, this is not the case.
Because his waist and spine were not very strong, he didn't know how long it had been since he had done this action, and he even forgot that he would do such an action.
At this time, it was his body that "spontaneously" made him stretch his waist unconsciously, and he stretched several times at a time.
"Hey, meditation does have an effect. My waist feels lighter!"
Father Chen still didn't realize it. After saying this, he stood up and walked leisurely in the room to stretch his body after being sedentary for a long time.
After walking a few steps, he stopped slightly strangely.
There seems to be something weird about me.
How should I put it? It doesn't look like he has been sitting on the ground for a long time and hasn't moved at all.
There was no numbness in the body.
My body feels very relaxed and light, just like waking up after taking a sauna and taking a nap.
No, that's not right either.
It’s so much more comfortable than that!
It just feels a little bit similar.
"I didn't expect that meditation is such a magical thing!" Father Chen murmured, almost to himself.
Chen Hao and her mother were talking, and her mother kept asking her questions.
Father Chen listened.
In fact, what my wife asked was what he wanted to ask.
"Ghost girl, where did this fragrance come from?"
"A gift from a friend."
"friend?"
"Well, I just met a little sister. She is a member of the club and learns yoga from me."
"Have you asked her where this fragrance comes from? Where can it be sold?"
"I haven't asked yet. She just gave it to me at noon. She probably didn't buy it."
"Then you hurry up and ask, ask now!"
"I don't have her number on my phone."
It's not that Chen Hao was negligent or careless, but that when she applied for the card, Shen Xin didn't leave her number or address.
This situation also exists, and there are quite a lot of it.
I took the information about the members in the club. Many of them only left their names, and they were also pseudonyms or online names!
After all, it is a club open to the public. It is impossible to turn people away without leaving their phone numbers, right? There may be some clubs like this, and they have a real-name system, and even the ID number must be registered, but this is not the case with Chen Hao.
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Thanks to "Su Xinyan" for the recommendation vote and support.