The sunlight scattered on my body and face through the gaps in the curtains. I instinctively stretched out my hands to cover my eyes, hoping to sleep a little longer. "Bang, bang, bang" a series of knocks on the door sounded, and Di Xiaobo's voice came in: "
Wan Xingli, are you up? Linda has called us downstairs for breakfast, get up soon."
I raised myself up with difficulty on my elbows and replied: "Oh, I understand. It's time to get up. You can go downstairs first."
Di Xiaobo, who was outside the door, responded and went downstairs.
As soon as I opened the curtains, the sunlight immediately filled the whole room, and I immediately felt refreshed. I just like this kind of weather. I simply tidied my pajamas, then took off my slippers and went to wash up.
At the dining table downstairs, Susan, Linda and Di Xiaobo were already sitting there, and my share was placed next to Linda. I greeted everyone a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I'll get up."
It’s too late, I kept everyone waiting.”
While drinking milk, Susan waved her hand and said: "It's the first day, it doesn't matter. After all, you still have jet lag. You won't be able to do it tomorrow. You have to get up on time."
I pulled up the chair and sat down. Linda handed me the jam and butter and said, "You can choose whichever you like."
I thanked him and took the jam, but the butter thing was really not to my liking. Di Xiaobo across from me was munching on slices of bread stuffed with bacon and had no time to pay attention to me.
Nine o'clock in the morning was the appointment time for the first guest, and the doorbell rang on time. Linda opened the door, and a middle-aged man in a suit and tie appeared at the door. He introduced himself to Linda in a serious manner: "Morning
OK, I’m Logan Wood, I made an appointment the day before yesterday.”
"Nice to meet you. I'm Linda, Susan's sister." Linda extended her hand to the other party. Mr. Wood hesitated slightly, stretched out his hand and shook Linda gently.
Linda turned sideways and led Mr. Wood towards Susan's office, and Susan was already waiting at the door of the office. Susan made an invitation gesture, then waved to me and said, "Wan, come in too.
"
I pointed at myself and looked at Susan with questioning eyes. She nodded and turned around and entered the office.
When I was hesitating, Linda pushed me from behind and whispered: "Go in."
I walked into the office hesitantly, and Mr. Wood was also a little confused. He pointed at me and asked Susan: "I'm sorry, Miss Susan. I thought you were the only one, him?"
Susan smiled slightly and said: "Mr. Wood, this is my assistant, Wan. I need his assistance during the treatment process."
Wood looked me up and down and asked, "Aren't you an American?"
I nodded and replied: "Yes, I am from China and I am Susan's assistant."
Wood's expression became even more confused, and he asked Susan: "Will he be of any help to me here? I don't want him to stay here."
Hey, what a straightforward American. Although I don’t know what I can do here, but it’s really not pleasant to listen to what he says, but I don’t want to get angry, so I have to look at Susan and wait for her instructions.
Susan sat down leisurely, and asked Mr. Wood to sit opposite her, and then replied: "You should know something about the therapy we have here, right?"
Wood sat on the chair and said: "My friend introduced it to me, and I checked on the Internet. This therapy is still very popular recently, and the most popular one is in the UK."
Susan continued to say softly: "It seems that you are still prepared. Our past life therapy requires the cooperation of two people to achieve the desired effect."
Wood glanced at me and said: "With all due respect, Mr. Wan, he is more like an intern than your assistant, and I also suspect that he is not qualified to register at all."
My face turned red. Wood was right, I was indeed a fake. I looked at Susan awkwardly and said, "Then let me first..." Susan immediately waved her hand to stop me from continuing, and then said to Mr. Wood
Said: "We will definitely provide you with professional services, you don't have to worry about this. Frankly speaking, Wan does not have the qualifications to register, but his ability is definitely helpful. You can choose to believe me, or you can choose to refuse.
Our service." After saying that, he leaned back in his chair and looked at Wood opposite.
Wood raised his wrist and looked at his watch and said: "In this case, I will believe you once, but now we have wasted about ten minutes. I ask for a restart from now on." He paused and continued.
Said: "If the expected results cannot be achieved, I will not pay you a dime."
"OK, no problem. Can we start?" Susan replied cheerfully.
Wood nodded and said, "Okay."
Susan glanced at me, I turned around, closed the door, and sat down aside.
"So, Mr. Wood, what's your question?" Susan began formally.
Wood leaned forward, put his hands clasped on the table, frowned and said: "I always feel depressed. Sometimes I feel useless. In severe cases, I will have hallucinations. My brain seems to have stagnated. This
It makes me miserable and anxious.”
"Oh, then I would like to ask, does this happen all the time, or does it happen every once in a while?" Susan asked, holding her chin with one hand.
"It's probably intermittently. It lasts for about half a month at a time. Sometimes I think, maybe it would be a relief for me to just die." Wood said with a worried look on his face.
"This is a typical symptom of depression." Susan judged.
"Well, yes. I have also been to other psychiatrists, and they said the same thing." Wood leaned back in his chair again and said with great frustration, "But I haven't been able to cure it so far."
"There is really no conclusion in the medical community about depression, but I am different from them. We believe that these conditions are caused by certain problems in your subconscious mind." Susan further explained, "
The subconscious mind is actually the imprint of your past life experiences.”
Wood looked at Susan with some surprise, was startled for a moment, and said, "According to you, it was something in my previous life that caused me to have anxiety?"
Susan nodded and said, "Yes, so we will hypnotize you in a moment, and then replay your past life experiences to let us see the root of the problem."
"Then which lives of mine do we want to see, or which lives can we see?" Wood continued to ask.
Susan smiled slightly and said: "Mr. Wood, you are really a rigorous person. In terms of ability, we can play back all your previous lives, but for your situation, the one that has the greatest impact is your immediate previous life, and other
The influence of past lives is negligible."
Wood's face became excited and he said with a trembling voice: "If you can solve my problem, I would also like to ask you to play back my other past lives? Money is not an issue."
Susan smiled and shook her head and replied: "I can only do things that can solve your current problem. As for other things, I can't help you. This is not a matter of money."
Wood felt a little disappointed, but still asked reluctantly: "Can't you be accommodating?"
Susan still shook her head and said: "I can understand your curiosity, but I'm very sorry. I can't do anything that is inconsistent with the scope of your current problem. In fact, this is also a protection for you."
Wood was defeated by Susan's firm attitude and was completely disappointed. He said: "Okay, but after my previous life is replayed, my personal privacy must be protected."
After hearing this, Susan smiled, took out a few pages of forms from the desk drawer, handed them to Wood, and said: "This is an agreement regarding your personal privacy protection and our liability exemption. Please read it. If it's okay,
If both of us sign, you can sue us if there is a breach of contract."
Wood took the form, looked at it carefully, signed it, and then handed the form back to Susan. Susan also signed it.
Wood watched Susan finish signing and said, "Then let's get started. What should we do?"
Susan stood up, asked Wood to lie down on the single bed and said: "Now we will hypnotize you, and then we will start to dig into your subconscious and replay it in your mind, so that you can see your past life experiences.
Okay, let’s wait until the playback is completed before we proceed to the next step.”
Looking at everything in front of me, I felt that Susan was absolutely a goddess. Of course I knew what she meant by hypnosis. It was just to magnetize Wood's frequency field.
However, what I am interested in is how to replay past life experiences through magnetized frequency fields. I wonder if Susan is trying to cheat money.
Susan turned back to me and said, "Wan, I need your help."
I agreed but didn't know what to do. Susan turned to Wood and said, "Please close your eyes and relax. Don't think about anything. It's a bit like meditation, do you understand?"
Wood on the bed nodded with his eyes closed and said: "I have tried the Indian meditation method before, and I think I know how to do it."
"That's good, I'll start the timer now. We need you to enter a meditative state for three minutes, and then let us take a look at your past life." Susan said to Wood, pulled me aside and lay on my side.
He whispered in his ear: "In a moment, I will magnetize the frequency field. You help me stabilize the medium frequency of his frequency field. The purpose is to prevent him from being affected by the frequency field of his current conscious body when he plays back his past life experiences in his subconscious.
The disturbance of fluctuations.”
After Susan said this, I understood, and it also aroused my curiosity. I wanted to see how Susan used the magnetized frequency field to enable a person to see his or her past life.
More importantly, how can outsiders like us interpret the past life experiences that Wood saw? If I can learn it, I can see my own past lives. Hey, no, it seems that I can't control my own frequency field by myself.