“Hello, teacher. I am here for the yoga class!”
“Mr. Vincent, I am your instructor. From now on, please put aside two hours each day for yoga practice. Since you have never done yoga before, we will start with the basics!”
Phoebe was a 25-year-old yoga instructor. She had her long hair twisted up into a bun and she exuded an air of classic elegance. Vincent had signed up for a VIP package, which included personal yoga training sessions. He came to learn about meditation, and had never expected to meet such a beauty. Vincent had a crush on Phoebe, but he had certainly paid a high fee for it!
Vincent felt that, when he was practicing meditation, he could feel his blood circulating. On top of that, he could gradually sense every part of his body. He realized that he was able to focus and control his mind power as time passed by. Originally, he could only send his mind power toward the outside world, as he strengthened it, he was also able to conceal the power.
Yoga is a physical, mental, and spiritual practice that originated in India. It involves various postures, breathing techniques, and meditation. Yoga has many benefits for the mind and body, such as improving flexibility, strength, mental health, stress relief, and reducing inflammation.
That was his reason for taking up yoga meditation, as it could help him control and sense things better. Not many people were able to grasp the essence of meditation, and it was after much research that he had found this class.
Meditation is a practice of focusing one’s attention on a single object, thought, or sensation. Meditation can help calm the mind, enhance awareness, and foster positive emotions. Meditation can be done in different ways, such as sitting, walking, chanting, or using guided audio.
Ever since he had started to meditate, Vincent became able to discern the thoughts of others when he wanted. After he released his mind power, he could still sense the brainwaves of others. This was mind reading!
Take the instructor, for example. Vincent knew that she had just broken up with her boyfriend. Although she was smiling, her mind was in turmoil and she was not concentrating.
Vincent followed Phoebe’s instructions and began to move through the postures. He felt that yoga and qigong were similar. Both were good for blood circulation and enhanced the senses of one’s body.
This was exactly what Vincent was looking for. He took up yoga, not because he wanted to improve his health, but because he was hoping to gain insights into his body through meditation.
After following Phoebe’s instructions and going through the postures, Vincent was able to sense a bit of what he was looking for. Entering meditation through postures seemed to make it easier for Vincent to observe the status of his own body. The two-hour class quickly came to the end, and Vincent noticed that it was almost night time.
“Coach, you look troubled. What is bothering you?” Vincent asked, as he stood up and relaxed his body.
Phoebe was shocked and asked, “Oh? It is so obvious? I’m so sorry!”
Vincent quickly replied, “It’s alright. But, if you are troubled, it might be better for you to go out and take a walk. If you keep it in all bottled up, it will be worse for you and won't be any good for your health!”
Phoebe smiled and said, “Thank you, I’ll keep that in mind!”
Vincent looked out of the window and saw that it was getting dark. “Is it time for you to finish work? Shall we have dinner together? I would like to treat you to a meal to show my appreciation. I will need plenty of your help in the future!”
"Is he interested in me? Although he is quite good-looking, he is not really my cup of tea. Moreover, he is too direct. And I do not want to eat unhealthy food."
As Phoebe was about to reject him, Vincent quickly asked, “Am I being too blunt? I know of a restaurant that does organic vegetarian food. The style and ambience are also quite nice. This place came to mind since you are not in a good mood. It might do you good to have a change of environment. What do you think?”
Upon hearing this, Phoebe became interested and said, “Alright. Why don’t you wait for me downstairs? I can leave in 20 minutes!”
Vincent nodded and said, “I will wait for you downstairs!”
The two of them had an enjoyable dinner together. As Vincent had expected, Phoebe liked the style and food of the restaurant. During their conversation, Vincent found out what interested her and made her laugh. Her unhappiness and dazedness from earlier in the day completely disappeared as she laughed.
“Let me tell you, when I was in college back then, I did something stupid exactly like that!”
“Really?”
“Really! Back then, I was with a…”
Throughout the night, Vincent was humorous, confident, and a bit artistic. He was good-looking as well. Suddenly, Phoebe felt that Vincent knew her very well. Never had she enjoyed talking to someone so much. She felt that it was even fine for her to pour her heart out to him.
When they left the restaurant, they were already very comfortable with each other. They were chatting and laughing. Vincent drove her home. As Vincent was about to leave, she suddenly turned back to ask him, “Would you like to come to my house?”
Vincent was taken aback. He was only trying to build a good relationship with her, so he had not expected things to move so quickly. He knew that Phoebe felt empty after her broken relationship and needed someone to lean on. He had come at the right time to capture her heart. Vincent did not want to miss this opportunity.
“I am actually quite curious. What kind of person is a goddess like you like in real life?”
“Oh no, I think I am having some regrets now. A woman should not let a man know her personal life!”
Phoebe lived in a relatively large place compared to the rest in her development. She had probably lived here with her boyfriend previously. Her place was classic European style, and the furniture had been carefully chosen. One could tell that was very particular about the way she lived.
What happened after that came naturally. Both of them cuddled together and rolled onto the bed. This was different from the time Ruby was drunk and Vincent had to take her home. This time around, Vincent felt very strongly toward his partner. Especially since Phoebe practiced yoga and had an athletic figure. She was like a leopardess, leaving him wanting more.
After leaving Phoebe’s place the following morning, Vincent felt that he was despicable. He had used mind reading to go after girls. It was similar to cheating in an examination. This was truly a powerful weapon!
After getting into the car, Vincent looked at the rear-view mirror and tidied his hair then saw a love bite on his neck. Phoebe was wilder in bed than she was in real life. Vincent quickly buttoned up to cover the bite mark.
At this moment, his mobile phone rang. Vincent looked at his phone and saw that it was a message from Phoebe, which read: I love being with you!
Vincent shrugged his shoulders. She was happy, he was happy. They had both gotten what they wanted.
After all, one should not make the relationship between men and women too complicated. Only youngsters would pledge their undying love for each other and be madly in love. Both of them had passed such an age! He remembered what Ruby said.
“Enjoy life when you can. If you wait until the end of your time to figure out what was missed, you wouldn’t have any opportunity to make it up to yourself!”
Thump! Thump! Vincent could hear his own heartbeat. He mentally ran through his whole body. He could feel his blood circulating, and the senses that seemed vague previously had now become clearer. Ultimately, a strange looking picture appeared in front of his eyes. There were no colors, only structures in this picture. It was like a three-dimensional model or a planar graph created using CAD. The skin, muscles, bones, arteries and internal organs were all shown in the picture, formed by multiple sub-units. Vincent could even feel the thickness of his skin, the length of his bones, and the sizes of his internal organs. However, as his mind power was not powerful enough, he was still unable to reach the cellular level. He could only vaguely sense it. Vincent could see the dark shadow in his lungs. The cancer cells, which had been separated from the healthy cells, had been increasing. Amassing, they had started to form a tumor. Cancer cells are cells that divide continually, forming
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