This decision really surprised Lao Wang, and he had to confirm it with Le Wu multiple times.

"The girl's dream experience may have been painful, and it may also hurt you again. Are you really sure you want to undergo hypnosis?"

Old Wang was actually quite conflicted about Yue Wu's request.

Seeing the worry on Lao Wang's face, Le Wu felt a warmth in her heart.

But there are some things she has to try herself, otherwise she wouldn't know what the point of doing so much is.

Therefore, Yuewu firmly stated, "I have thought it through very clearly. I need to find the answers to all the problems surrounding me myself."

So Lao Wang stopped trying to persuade her and started hypnotizing Yuewu.

*

My body relaxed, my consciousness gradually blurred, and when I opened my eyes again, everything in front of me was pitch black.

Perhaps because she had gotten used to being in the dark after her previous car accident, Yuewu was unusually calm at this moment.

After a few breaths, the surroundings slowly brightened.

The familiar desk, Old Wang in his white coat, the girl with her back to him—her figure looked familiar, it was me, no, to be precise, it was Mo Xiaole.

So, the music and dance truly reached the moment when Xiao Le was hypnotized.

She immediately became excited, but also a little lost, because she didn't know how to enter the girl's hypnotized dream.

Just then, Yuewu noticed that her right hand was slightly warm. When she raised it up, she realized that she was still holding that strange stone.

Then something magical happened: tiny sparks flew out of the stone.

These tiny points of light are all too familiar to me, only their brightness is relatively weak.

Watching these tiny points of light fly to the top of the hypnotized girl's head and slowly begin to rotate.

As if guided, Yuewu walked over, his hand unconsciously passing through the vortex of light and touching the girl's hair.

In an instant, images appeared in Yuewu's mind.

Le Wu stood at the end of a narrow alley, just wide enough for one person to pass through.

Ahead was a narrow road, and on the other side of the road was a river.

Different sounds gradually appeared in my ears, growing louder and louder: hawking, bargaining, barking dogs, chirping birds, all filled with the warmth of everyday life.

Looking towards the source of the sound, both sides of the road were lined with stalls, displaying a wide variety of goods.

Yuewu automatically recognized this as a flea market, which was open every weekend and was especially lively.

Just as she was wondering which way to go first, she suddenly heard arguing from the right, and Yuewu unconsciously stepped forward.

Facing the crowd that surrounded them in layers, Yuewu easily squeezed through and arrived at the front.

Upon closer inspection, I realized they were all acquaintances!

One is Mo Xiaole, and the other is the "high heels" I saw when the car accident happened. What a coincidence!

Le Wu learned most of what had happened from conversations with those around her.

It turned out that Mo Xiaole had taken a fancy to a bracelet on a street stall, and while she was picking out other things, "High Heels" Mo An came over and snatched it away.

Mo Xiaole couldn't stand having her favorite thing taken away, so she immediately started arguing.

Mo An, known for her domineering ways, tried to leave after paying, but Mo Xiaole stopped her.

Mo An asked dismissively, "Did you pay?"

Mo Xiaole frowned: "I was the one who picked it out first, and I was choosing other items to pay for together. You just grabbed it."

Mo An scoffed, "That means you haven't paid yet, so the item isn't yours. But since I've taken a liking to it, I paid immediately, and naturally the item is mine."

To be honest, at first glance, this logic seems perfectly reasonable.

Just then, a little girl rushed over, shoved the money at her, and said angrily, "Here's your money back, we're not selling to you."

It turns out that Mo An threw the money in the little girl's grandfather's face, which was extremely insulting.

The little girl was furious and didn't want to sell the items to Mo An, which led to this scene.

Mo An didn't waste any words with them, and immediately took out his phone to make a call, summoning someone over.

Then he turned his head, gritted his teeth, and looked at the little girl, saying, "I'll give you one more chance, will you sell or not?"

The little girl couldn't stand Mo An's arrogant attitude and retorted directly, "Not for sale!"

Then, he defiantly threw the money back at Mo An.

This action instantly ignited Mo An's temper, and he immediately shoved the little girl, wanting to teach her a lesson.

The little girl didn't expect Mo An to make a move so directly, and she lost her balance and fell backward.

Mo Xiaole, who was standing nearby, saw this and quickly reached out to help her. Fortunately, they were close enough that the little girl didn't fall.

The old man, who had rushed over, was also still shaken and patted the little girl's head reassuringly.

This is an old street, the road surface is not smooth, there are small stones everywhere, and if you bump your head, no one knows what will happen.

Mo Xiaole was genuinely frightened when Mo An pushed her.

He immediately launched into a tirade against Mo An: "How could you lay a hand on a child? How old are you? She's so young. The ground is covered in pebbles. Did you think about how dangerous it would be if she fell?"

Everyone around agreed with Mo Xiaole's statement and pointed at Mo An.

Some bold and righteous people also began to denounce Mo An.

But Mo An only found it noisy, picked at his ears, glanced at Mo Xiaole, and then stopped looking at them, instead opening his phone to wait for others.

A moment later, a portly man walked over, smiling at Mo An with a beaming smile. Unfortunately, his face was so fleshy that it was hard to look at him directly.

After briefly understanding the situation, the man ignored everyone's criticism and walked directly up to the old man, threatening, "If you want the bracelet, then you don't need to set up your stall here anymore. Choose for yourself."

Upon hearing this, the old man panicked. He had to take care of his paralyzed son and buy medicine for his wife who was suffering from cancer. What would he do without this stall?

The old man looked at Mo Xiaole, and Mo Xiaole understood the helplessness and pleading in his eyes.

The little girl wiped away her tears, her stubborn face full of resentment.

Mo Xiaole sighed, "I don't want the bracelet anymore."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, then said to the man, "Give the bracelet to that young lady; it's not worth much."

All he wants now is to settle things as quickly as possible and avoid any further trouble.

The man was fairly satisfied with the old man's performance, and scoffed dismissively, thinking to himself: You guys know what's good for you!

Seeing that things had been resolved, Mo An glared at Mo Xiaole and the little girl, then turned and left.

But when he turned around, Mo An's eyes met those of Yue Wu in the crowd.

She looked at the location where the music and dance were, her eyes filled with doubt.

I could clearly sense that something different was there, but I couldn't see anything.

Mo An then shook his head, looked away in disgust, and quickly left.