Stop! You're Just An Ex-husband

"It's not easy for you after all these years!" Mu Jingyang sighed. Today's hangmu lotus is still beautiful, but it has more real feeling.

Ordinary hangmu lotus, like the rose among beautiful women and wild animals, is always placed in the glass cover. Beauty is beautiful, but it can't be touched, because it always carries a cold distance.

But now, hang Mu He will complain to himself and tell him what is on his mind. Do you think hang Mu He has finally let go of his obsession and really begins to plan to become friends with him again.

"Yes, it's not easy, but in this world, there are many people who are even more difficult. Just like my sister's case a few days ago, it's not easy for patients and their families to suffer from typical depression."

Hang Mu He poured another glass of wine and kept shaking it. Occasionally he would draw a circle on the glass with his finger, and sometimes he would make a little sound. Although it was not harsh, Mu Jingyang felt a little headache.

The brain is a little dizzy, and the restless feeling in the heart comes out. Mu Jingyang rubs his forehead and forces himself to calm down.

Seeing that Mu Jingyang's face changed slightly, hang Mu He felt happy. Mu Jingyang is conceited and smart, but he also wants to listen to his own words!

"Jingyang, I've told you so much today. I just want to tell you that I'm someone you can trust and I really want to help you. Even though I have other thoughts about you in my heart, it doesn't affect that I want you to be better. I want you to get rid of the shadow of the past and live a happy life in the future! "

Hang Mu he patted Mu Jingyang's shoulder gently. The sincerity and firmness of his eyes made Mu Jingyang nod. Mu Jingyang closed his eyes, his brain was blank, but there was only the voice of Hang Mu He in his ear.

"Jingyang, let's start the treatment. First, you look at these pictures. Take a serious look. Empty all your emotions in your heart and focus on the pictures in front of you. After an hour, I will hypnotize you!"

Hang Mu He put the picture in Mu Jingyang's room. Mu Jingyang nodded, picked up the picture on the table and looked at it a little bit. The first picture is some simple lines. In the end, the pictures become heavy colors and some complicated patterns.

Hang Mu He sat on the sofa, quietly looking at Mu Jingyang's side face, high nose, angular side face, handsome incomparable. That pair of eyes are seriously looking at the picture, every time they look at themselves, they will be full of laughter.

That warm look, just like the most precious baby in the world, she hopes she can have it for a lifetime!

Hang YunRuo is standing outside the treatment room. There is no sound in the room. She knows that maybe hang Muhe has started to show Mu Jingyang pictures.

She really wanted to go in and see what Mu Jingyang was looking at. She was worried that Mu Jingyang would be in danger, but when she wanted to listen to the voice inside, the doctor who was chatting with hang YunRuo came out and politely asked hang YunRuo to return to the office just now.

Mu Jingyang looks at the picture in front of him, and his brain is a little bit blank. His mind is full of the patterns in the picture, the characters in the picture, and some houses of different heights.

Those gray and black patterns made Mu Jingyang feel uncontrollable pain in his heart and numbness in his back brain. Mu Jingyang rubbed his forehead and felt a little dizzy.

"Jingyang, have you finished reading the pictures? If you're done, I'll go with you to the sofa over there and lie down. We'll start hypnosis! Relax and follow my voice into the deep spiritual world

Hang Mu He saw Mu Jingyang's eyes a little straight, she knew that time should have been almost, the next is the best time for hypnosis.

If she can deepen Mu Jingyang's trust in herself and reduce Mu Jingyang's hostility to Dongsheng Group and hangguoyu at this time, it would be perfect.

"What's the use of just being able to fight and kill? A real master can kill people invisibly. A bloodless weapon is the best state!" Hang Mu He said coldly in his heart, and a bright smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Jingyang, close your eyes, adjust your body to the most comfortable shape, put all your feelings on your feelings, and slowly relax. Your heart will feel very calm, as if you have entered a wonderful world, away from all the troubles! You can only hear my voice and feel my instructions now... "

Hang Mu He's voice is soft and low, and he takes Mu Jingyang to relax his body and reach the deepest part of his subconscious.

"Jingyang, you have to breathe deeply, spit out all the restlessness in your heart, slowly suck in the air, let the fresh air slowly permeate into your blood, after the blood circulation, you will send the fresh air to the place where you don't give, every cell, let your body full of strength..."

The sound of Hang Mu He seemed to be a bright light in the dark, shining on the darkness in front of Mu Jingyang's eyes. Mu Jingyang's mind slowly flashed the pictures he had just seen. The dark colors and uncomfortable composition made those dark corners in Mu Jingyang's heart found.

He thought of the picture of being bullied. He thought of being sent to a hateful doctor by Mu Wanli and almost died.

He thought of the photo of hang YunRuo being crushed by his stepfather. He thought of hang YunRuo's complaint and tears for losing his child.

He thought of countless painful moments, and all the pain points in his heart were found little by little.

With hang Mu He's voice slightly down, Mu Jingyang's anger, panic and hatred of the whole world broke out in an instant.

Hang Mu He looks at Mu Jingyang's uneasy look and his face turns pale. His voice continues to whisper in Mu Jingyang's ear, instilling the idea of trusting himself and that hang Guo Yu has no malice into Mu Jingyang's subconscious.

"Jingyang, you have a good rest. After half an hour, I'll count five in your ear, and you'll wake up. You'll feel relaxed and happy when you wake up... Now sleep well..."

Hang Mu he covers Mu Jingyang with a quilt, sits on the edge of the sofa and looks at Mu Jingyang's quiet sleeping face. She reaches out her finger and draws it according to Mu Jingyang's eyebrows, then carefully stays on Mu Jingyang's eyebrows.

"Jingyang, you know, I've started to change. At first I just like you, but now I feel that I love you, and even hope you can love me. It's better to love me alone... Jingyang, will you love me?"

Hang Mu He's tears fell on her arm. She hugged her arm tightly and didn't let herself cry. The biggest pain in the world is not to love.