Chapter 694 Drunk

   "Xiao Hao, where did this incense come from? It looks very unique." Father Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and laughed.

   His eyes are not very good.

   has nothing to do with myopia, but is the natural turbidity after a person reaches middle-aged and old age. Compared with the average middle-aged and elderly, Chen’s father’s condition is slightly less favorable.

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

  The lighter was turned off and the incense stick was lit.

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

   A small red dot appeared on the top of the incense stick, and under the background of this small red dot, the incense stick next to the small red dot showed a light but amazing crystal green.

   This is something that Chen Hao didn't discover when he was in the clubhouse before.

   It was just that little bit of green, but Chen Hao seemed to see the most moving color in the world.

   That glittering sparkle, reflected in her eyes, seemed to be reflected in her heart at the same time.

   is not only color, but also fragrance.

   is also the most moving 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 she was lost as before.

   To say lost is inaccurate.

   Because it is neither lost nor lost.

   but just intoxicated.

   Extremely intoxicated.

   All the mind and attention of the body are attracted by the fragrance, indulge in it, even a little attention, do not want to put it in the outside world, put it in other places.

   So, it shows this state of being lost.

   In other words, being lost is not knowing where to go.

   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 blending of the body and the fragrance.

  The fragrance diffuses little by little and blends into the body.

   The body seems to diffuse little by little in the same way, blending into the fragrance.

   each other, slowly and gradually merge with each other, until they are completely merged together.

   At this time, both body and mind, as if in extreme comfort and intoxication, "slept" in the past.

  This time, the incense stick is no longer held in the hand, but placed in a tray.

  Therefore, there is no longer the scorching heat that wakes Chen Hao up.

  Actually, if you look at it from the perspective of a bystander, you will find that the three people in the piano room wake up one after another in about ten to twenty minutes after the online incense burns.

   But sober is sober, no one wants to move, no one wants to talk.

  Even, no one wants to wake up.

   They are clearly sober, but their minds are "pretending to be crazy and foolish" and "pretending", and they are still greedy for the feeling of being intoxicated both physically and mentally.

   Breathing is still naturally deep and slow.

   is the way the body tries to absorb that fragrance to the greatest extent possible.

  Although the incense sticks are burnt out, the fragrance from the incense sticks still pervades the house, far from being exhausted.

   For some unknown reason, the same fragrance seems to be missing a certain taste or feeling just now, and that taste or feeling is what the body and mind like the most.

  So, about half an hour later, in the room, the three of them blinked their eyes almost simultaneously, pursed their lips, and moved their bodies.

   This also means that the three have truly bid farewell to the state just now.

   Although, the body and mind were still affected, and they did not immediately return to normal.

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

   When he was lighting the incense just now, he asked this question once, but at that time, he said it with a smile, neither casual nor paying attention.

   At this time, he asked very seriously.

   "I remember, you used to have a bunch of friends who played incense, it's..."

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

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

  Chen Hao nodded and nodded again and again.

"That's very good, very good." Father Chen said, and then he nodded slightly unconsciously, and emphasized again, "It's very good! No wonder Xiaohao asked me to do this meditation before, this is indeed a Good stuff!"

"Not bad!"

   He said again, and then picked up his hands that were clenched into loose fists from the ground behind him, raised his head upright, and stretched his waist a few times.

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

   But for Father Chen, this is not the case.

  Because the lumbar spine is not very strong, he didn't know how long he hadn't done this movement, and he even forgot that he would do such a movement.

   At this time, it was the body "spontaneously" that made him stretch his waist unconsciously, and he stretched several times.

   "Little good, meditation does work, my waist seems to be relaxed!"

   Father Chen still didn't realize it. After saying this, he stood up and walked leisurely around the room, as a way to exercise his sedentary body.

After    took a few steps, he stopped a little strangely.

   looks a little weird.

  How to put it, it doesn't look like he's been sitting on the ground for a long time and still hasn't moved.

   There is no numbness in the body.

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

   No, not right.

   is much more comfortable than that!

   just feels a little like it.

   "I can't think of meditation, it's really amazing!" Father Chen muttered, almost to himself.

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

   Father Chen listened.

   Actually, what my wife asked was what he wanted to ask.

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

   "Gift from a friend."

"friend?"

   "Well, I just met a little sister who is a member of the clubhouse and learned yoga there."

   "Did you ask her where the incense came from? Where is it sold?"

   "I haven't asked yet, she only gave it to me at noon, so I guess she didn't buy it."

   "Then hurry up and ask, ask now!"

   "I don't have her number in my phone."

   It's not that Chen Hao was negligent or careless, but that Shen Xin didn't leave a number or address when he applied for the card.

   This situation also exists, and there are not many.

   Take the information of the members in the clubhouse. Many of them only have a name, and they are also pseudonyms or screen names!

   After all, it’s a club that is open to the outside world, so it’s impossible to shut people out without leaving a phone call, right? Maybe some clubs are like this, and they also have a real-name system, even the ID number must be registered, but Chen Hao's this is not.

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  Thanks to "Su Xinyan" for the support of the recommendation ticket.

  Thanks for the monthly ticket of "My Love Church".

   (end of this chapter)