The president has nothing left for me

Chapter 821

Jiang Yi didn't come back either, the whole room was silent.

the next day.

Cheng Yi led the master to Huo's house. He knocked on the door of the study, and Huo Yuan was sitting at his desk, staring at the computer screen.

"Mr. Huo, chase is here."

Huo Yuan looked up at the man, looking at the man in his thirties, with chestnut curly hair, deep features, and a pair of light blue eyes, he looked like a mixed race.

"Hi, Mr. Huo, it's a pleasure meeting you." Chase put his hands on his chest in a gentlemanly manner, and bowed to Huo Yuan.

Cheng Yi looked left and right, and asked, "Mr. Huo, Ms. Jiang must not be out of school yet, right?"

Huo Yuan said: "You go out first."

Cheng Yi didn't think too much, he nodded in response, exited the study and closed the door by the way.

Huo Yuan got up and walked in front of Chase, and stretched out his hand towards him, "Hello."

Chase also extended his hand, smiled and shook him.

Huo Yuan made a gesture of invitation, "Please sit down."

The two came to the next room and sat down on the sofa facing each other. Huo Yuan said, "Cheng Yi should have told you."

"Yes, Assistant Cheng told me, may I ask Mr. Huo himself to perform hypnosis?"

"Yes."

Chase pondered for a moment, "No problem, selectively forgetting some memories requires your cooperation and your 100% trust in me.

However, I still do not recommend using this method to forget memory. Memory is the most important part of a person. Memory determines our growth and character. If some memories are missing, then this person is not complete.

Maybe I can use hypnosis to give you the courage to face difficulties. "

Huo Yuan looked at him with a calm expression, "If a rope becomes a knot that cannot be untied, is there any other way besides cutting it?"

"If the rope is cut, the rope can no longer be used. If you decide not to use it, why not store the rope, at least to keep it intact. Why do you have to cut it?"

Huo Yuan lit a cigarette and said leisurely, "Maybe I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, so I want to untie it."

Chase couldn't help laughing, "It seems that Mr. Huo is a very subjective person."

Speaking of this, he added, "But Mr. Huo, if this rope is really cut, if you want to pick it up later, you can only tie it together with a dead knot. Have you really thought about it?"

Huo Yuan also laughed, "Then cut it again."

"So when do we start?"

"Right now."

Chase nodded, looked around, and let Huo Yuan lie down on the sofa.

Chase said, "Selective forgetting can only be successful when you are extremely eager to forget something. If you think of those painful memories, please don't be afraid. Only by facing them bravely can you completely eliminate the fear of memories. Be brave. Facing it is the real forgetting.”

Chase looked into Huo Yuan's eyes and snapped his fingers, his voice gradually drifted away in Huo Yuan's ears.

It seems to come from the distant sky across thousands of mountains and rivers.

"Huo Yuan, what did you see?"

Huo Yuan looked at the dark corridor in front of him, he couldn't see his fingers.

He walked forward, passing through the long darkness, a beam of light shot from the front, blinding his vision for a moment.

The smell of blood, the screams of women, the clang of iron chains.

He slowly opened his eyes, hot blood splashed out, dyeing his vision red.