Chapter 529: Chapter 528: 502: Tranquil Years (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Xiao Qian felt that she was definitely different from her past life, but she couldn’t pinpoint exactly how. It was just a gut feeling.

But when Yu Minglang’s hand intertwined with hers, their fingers locked tightly together, and they stood in front of the hero’s tombstone, witnessing a farewell of love and responsibility, life and death, Xiao Qian understood.

“Actually, I can live without you.”

“Hey!” What happened to making a vow?

“But having you in my life would make it more peaceful.”

The quality of life could never be the same.

Xiao Qian’s life was filled with various things; she wanted to reach the peak in her career and defend her family with her own efforts. But no matter who she was or what position she held, there was always a place in her heart reserved for him.

Without him, it wouldn’t be complete.

Two hands, one large and one small, black and white, clenched tightly against the backdrop of Lone Wolf’s photo.

The rain had stopped, and the slight chill of spring arrived. The warmth from his palm comforted her small hand.

Having someone or something to care about in one’s heart could always fill life with energy. If life is a series of predestined farewells, perhaps the people you meet and like along the journey are the greatest motivation to continue happily.

Parents, lovers, and children – these companions accompany us along the way. Some people may drift apart, just like Lone Wolf and Hu Meijing. But Xiao Qian hoped that Yu Minglang could accompany her until the end.

“Yu Minglang.”

“Hmm.” She rarely called his full name.

“You need to live longer than me, even if just by a day or a second. I’ve analyzed my own personality and I won’t have alternating personalities, so it can only be you waiting for me, not me waiting for you, understand?”

“Okay.”

With their fingers intertwined and hearts connected, he took off his coat and draped it over her, shielding her from the spring chill. She leaned her body against his, warming him with her presence. There are a thousand different love stories for a thousand different people. For Lone Wolf and Hu Meijing, such an outcome is probably the best.

Xiao Qian didn’t know what the best outcome for her and Yu Minglang would be, but she wanted to continue like this and see if the eventual outcome would be what she desired.

…

With Xiao Qian’s treatment of Hu Meijing for the first three stages, the final step seemed to fall into place naturally.

After returning, Xiao Qian had a private conversation with Hu Meijing behind closed doors.

Hu Meijing’s husband, Chu Xuan, anxiously waited outside. His hands unconsciously clenched together, knowing this step was crucial.

Uncle Liu handed him a cigarette, which he took with trembling hands and lit.

Professor Liu actually wanted to go in too, but she believed in Xiao Qian’s ability. Regardless of whether the treatment’s outcome matched everyone’s predictions, she believed Xiao Qian had done her best. Even if it were her doing the treatment, it wouldn’t be better than what Xiao Qian had done.

“It’s been so long since they went in, why haven’t they come out yet?” Uncle Liu asked, echoing Chu Xuan’s thoughts.

Professor Liu shook her head, “This time is different. Success or failure depends on this.”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Is the probability of success high? I always feel that your techniques sound really unreliable-” Uncle Liu didn’t finish his sentence before he could feel the old lady’s murderous aura. He wanted to dodge but quickly realized-

If he dodged, she might stop talking to him in the future.

So, Uncle Liu maintained his upright position, waiting for Professor Liu’s slap to come before letting out a long sigh of relief.

See, life often brings surprises when we least expect it. Not dodging was a good choice. He wasn’t scratched, only lightly patted.

Professor Liu couldn’t comprehend his complex thoughts. She was very dissatisfied with this old man’s doubt of their profession.

“How is it unreliable?”

“Hypnosis sounds like a trick to fool people-” He stood straight, preparing for the “surprise.”

This time it wasn’t a “surprise”; Professor Liu scratched him.

Uncle Liu wanted to retreat with a million complaints in his heart, but he restrained himself. He simply voiced a common person’s doubt, so why was she so agitated?

“Hypnosis may seem mysterious to many people, but once you understand its principles, it doesn’t seem so magical. Hypnosis is about bypassing consciousness and directly communicating with your subconscious. Meijing’s conscious mind doesn’t want to forget the past, but her subconscious wants to. So, what Xiao Qian is doing now is bypassing her conscious mind to reach her subconscious.”

“What’s the difference between consciousness and subconsciousness?” Uncle Liu asked.

“If you saw an old lady fallen by the side of the road, would you help her?” Instead of answering, Professor Liu asked a question.

“Of course!” Uncle Liu looked at his spouse in confusion.

“The part that you can answer is your consciousness. It’s your understanding of things, whether something can or cannot be done is determined by your consciousness. Your subconscious can’t be answered but influences how we perceive ourselves and others. Even our quick judgment and decision-making abilities concerning life and death are determined by our subconscious. That youngest brother Yu in your unit is one of the strongest people utilizing the subconscious that I have ever seen.”

“Right, Yu Minglang is indeed outstanding in this aspect. He can often make astonishing judgments, but he says it’s just intuition. If something feels wrong to him and he investigates further, there’s always a problem. I find this quite strange. His ability is especially prominent at work. On some important tasks, he plays a crucial role.”

Yu Minglang’s exceptional performances since his youth and his promotions in his previous life were all related to his special ability.

“This is the potential that the subconscious can develop. In fact, every one of us is hypnotized by our subconscious every day. The negative information we receive while chatting with unimportant people is absorbed by our subconscious, which then affects our subsequent judgments. That’s why I never engage in meaningless conversations.”

“…No wonder your popularity is so low.”

From her youth to now, Professor Liu has always been of the same temperament. If someone brings up a topic she doesn’t want to hear, she’ll immediately turn away and mind her own business, not giving a shred of face to others. That’s why everyone calls her a weirdo.

“What do you know! Look at my beloved disciple Xiao Qian. When have you ever seen her gossiping with others or engaging in unnecessary conversations? She doesn’t even watch trashy TV series because she doesn’t want her subconscious to be brainwashed by useless things. That’s why she’s so outstanding! I’m so proud of her. I’ve never seen such a young child with such immense potential. I’m going to ask my friends abroad to subscribe to more books and materials for her. I’ll personally guide her and witness the rise of tomorrow’s star!”

Uncle Liu looked at Xiao Qian through the glass, while the impassioned speech of his old wife played in his ears. He couldn’t help but feel silent pity for Xiao Qian.

It’s a pitiful fate to be targeted by the old lady.

Huh? It seemed like the situation inside had changed?