Xiaohao, where did this fragrance come from? It looks quite chic. Father Chen squinted his eyes slightly and said with a smile.

His eyes are not very good.

It has nothing to do with myopia, but the natural turbidity of people after reaching middle and old age, compared with the general middle-aged and elderly people, Chen's father's situation is slightly better.

Chen Hao didn't answer, but directly put the lighter in his hand on the incense.

The lighter goes off and the incense stick is lit.

There was no smoke, or maybe it was so faint that it was invisible.

I saw a small red dot on the top of the incense stick, and against the backdrop of this small red dot, the incense stick next to the little red dot showed a light but amazing crystal green.

This is something that Chen Hao didn't find out when he was in the club before.

Just a little bit of green, Chen Hao seems to see the most moving color in the world.

That touch of crystalline light came into her eyes, and it seemed to be reflected in her heart at the same time.

It's not just the color, it's the fragrance.

It is also the most touching fragrance in the world, and at this moment, it blooms like an epiphany.

Chen Hao's sobriety lasted a few seconds longer than when she was in the clubhouse at noon, and then, as before, she was lost.

It's not accurate to say that you're lost.

Because neither lost nor lost.

It's just intoxication.

Extreme intoxication.

All the mind and attention of the body are attracted by the fragrance, and they are intoxicated by it, and they don't even want to put even a little attention on the outside world, in other places.

So, it shows this state of being lost.

Or in other words, being lost is a soul that doesn't know where to run.

But now in this state, the soul only guards the house, just firmly guarding this "house", in a strange state similar to half-drunk and half-awake, feeling the blend of the body and the fragrance.

Little by little, the fragrance spreads and melts into the body.

The body seems to spread little by little, blending into the fragrance.

Slowly and gradually merge with each other until they are completely integrated.

And at this time, both the body and the mind seem to be in extreme comfort and intoxication, "sleeping" the past.

This time, the incense sticks are no longer held in the hand, but are placed in a tray.

Therefore, there is no longer the burning heat of burning hands to wake Chen Hao up.

In fact, if you look at it from the perspective of a bystander, you will find that it is about ten to twenty minutes after the incense is burned, and the three people in the piano room are awake one after another.

But sobriety is soberness, no one wants to move, no one wants to speak.

Even, no one wants to be sober.

They are obviously sober, but they are stunned to "pretend to be crazy and stupid", "pretending to be stupid", and they are still greedy for the feeling of being intoxicated both physically and mentally.

The breath is still naturally deep and slow.

It is the body that tries to absorb the fragrance to the fullest extent in such a way.

Although the incense sticks are burned out, the fragrance of the incense sticks still permeates the house, far from the time when it is gone.

I just don't know why, the same fragrance, but it seems to lack a certain taste or feeling just now, and that taste or feeling is what the body and mind like the most.

So, after about half an hour or so, in the room, the three of them 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, they did not immediately return to their normal condition.

"Xiaohao, where did this incense come from?" Father Chen asked.

When he lit the incense just now, he asked like this once, but at that time, he said it with a smile, neither carelessly nor carelessly.

At this time, he asked very seriously.

"I remember, you used to have a group of friends who played with incense, it was ......"

"No!" Chen Hao said quickly, both answering and interrupting, "Dad, how do you feel, if you light this incense, can you meditate?"

"Meditation?" Father Chen muttered, "Meditation is like just now?"

Chen Hao nodded, and nodded again and again.

"That's good, that's good. Father Chen said, and then unconsciously bowed slightly, and emphasized again, "It's very good! No wonder you asked me to do this meditation before, this is indeed a good thing!"

"Not bad, not bad!"

He said again, and then his fist-clenched hands were lifted from the ground behind him, raised them above his head, and stretched a few times in succession.

At this time, neither Chen's father himself, nor his wife, nor Chen Hao realized that this was a habitual action that was normal and normal for ordinary people.

But for Chen's father, this is not the case.

Because his lumbar spine is not very strong, he doesn't know how long it has been since he has done this action, and he himself forgot that he would do such an action.

At this time, it was the body that "spontaneously autonomously" made him stretch his waist unconsciously, and there were several stretches.

"Xiaohao, meditation does work, my waist feels a little lighter!"

Father Chen still didn't realize it, and when he said this, he stood up and walked around the room, which was kind of moving his sedentary body.

After a few steps, he stopped a little strangely.

It seems to be a little weird.

Anyway, it doesn't look like I've been sitting on the floor for a long time and I've been motionless.

There is no numbness in the body.

The body is very relaxed and light, like a sauna and then a nap after waking up.

No, it's not right.

It's so much more comfortable than that!

It just feels a little bit like that.

"I can't imagine that meditation is really amazing!" Father Chen muttered, almost talking to himself.

Chen Hao was talking to her mother, and her mother hurriedly asked her something.

Father Chen listened.

In fact, what his wife asked was what he wanted to ask.

"Ghost girl, where did this incense come from?"

"Sent by a friend. ”

"Friends?"

"Well, I just met a little sister who is a member of the club and learns yoga from me. ”

"Did you ask her where this incense came from, where it was sold?"

"I haven't asked yet, she gave it to me at noon, I guess I 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, nor was he careless, but when he applied for the card, Shen Xin didn't leave a number or address.

There are also such cases, and there are many of them.

Take the information of those members in the club, many of them only left a name, and they are pseudonyms or screen names!

After all, it is a club that is open to the public, so it is impossible to turn people away without leaving a phone call, right? Maybe there are clubs like this, and they also have a real-name system, and even the ID number must be registered, but Chen Hao's this, no.

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