Turnaround Life: The Rebirth Elegy of the Wealthy Wife

Led by Tang Wenwan, everyone walked towards the deck, but after taking only two steps, Liu Tianxiang stopped. He still stared at his toes without saying a word, but he had no intention of taking another step forward.

Tang Wenwan signaled to Mr. Zhang to take everyone to warm up on the prepared yoga mats first, but she herself stopped to follow Liu Tianxiang's rhythm.

"You haven't decided yet whether you want to go with us, have you?"

She did not let go of Liu Tianxiang's little hand, but half squatted down, looked straight into the little boy's drooping eyes and asked softly.

Jiang Kaichen and Wang Feng, who were not far away, were so nervous that they wanted to come over, fearing that the boy would suddenly become ill and do something unexpected to hurt Tang Wenwan.

"Then you stay here and watch for a while. The seat next to me is reserved for you. You can come over whenever you want, okay?"

Tang Wenwan only needed a look to stop the two men from moving forward. She just patiently discussed with the little boy. Although she still didn't get any feedback after she finished speaking, she patted his shoulder again and let go of his hand as if he completely understood.

"None of you should disturb him. He is thinking in his own world and will make his own decision. We must respect his decision."

He stood up and gave instructions to the staff behind him, then squeezed the little boy's shoulder before walking towards the yoga mat on the deck.

At this time, the morning sun had risen to the sky, and the deck was no longer damp and cold as it was in the early morning. The orange sunlight, blown by the gentle sea breeze, brought waves of warmth.

Tang Wenwan sat on the yoga mat in the middle of the five people, crossed her legs, and placed her hands on her knees in an energy mudra. As the singing bowl sounded, she closed her eyes and said to everyone, as if to herself:

"At this moment, let's listen to the sea breeze, feel the sunshine, truly place ourselves on the sea, let go of distracting thoughts, blend into the present, and give ourselves true freedom~~~~~"

Except for the little boy who was still standing aside, the four people sitting on the yoga mats tried to strike the same posture. However, it could be seen from the frequently fluttering eyelashes on everyone's face that no one could be truly calm.

"Please focus all your attention on your breathing. Follow me and breathe deeply."

Amid the sound of singing bowls, an ethereal female voice rang out, instantly grabbing everyone's attention in the silent sea breeze.

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When my eyes are truly closed, the sea breeze, accompanied by the sound of singing bowls, hits my heart again and again. Time just stands still. The warm sun covers my body, and I feel like I am floating up to the sky like a cloud.

"Now you can slowly regain your consciousness, move your fingers and toes, slowly open your eyes, and get to know this new world in front of you again."

As time went by, the sound of the singing bowl and the guiding words gradually faded away, and the meditation ended under the guidance of the ethereal female voice.

When Tang Wenwan opened her eyes again, she saw a pair of long legs blocking her way. She looked up and saw Liu Tianxiang standing in front of her at some point. His eyes were no longer fixed on his leather shoes, but were looking at her intently without blinking.

She turned her head and saw Jiang Kaichen standing not far away, watching with a frown on his face, anxious and waiting for an opportunity to take action. She couldn't help but laugh.

"You're here to pull me up, aren't you?"

She looked up and smiled at Liu Tianxiang, extending her hand to him, her face full of trust and need for help.

The little boy still looked at Tang Wenwan without blinking. Just when Jiang Kaichen moved his feet to come over and pick her up himself, he grabbed the hand that had been stretched out in the air with both hands.

As Jiang Kaichen was frightened, Liu Tianxiang took a step forward, helped the man up with both hands, and then stood straight beside Tang Wenwan, never letting go of her hand.

"Thank you. I knew you wouldn't ignore me."

Tang Wenwan freed her hand and touched the little boy's head. She looked at Jiang Kaichen proudly again and said to Liu Tianxiang with a smile.

"I seemed to have fallen asleep for a moment."

Lee Myung-bak was the first to speak again. He rubbed his eyes randomly and suddenly felt a little dazed as if he didn't know where he was.

"What about you? Are you asleep?"

He asked his wife beside him, and was promptly given a big eye roll by Wang Likun.

"Do you think everyone can be as heartless as you and fall asleep with their eyes closed?"

Wang Likun retorted to him out of habit, feeling a little frustrated with herself for not being able to calm down and focus the whole time.

“That’s okay, each of us will have different feelings and experiences regarding meditation.”

Tang Wenwan saw Wang Likun's annoyance, and smiled at her while holding Liu Tianxiang's hand.

“If dreaming is a passive way to enter the fourth dimension, then meditation is a very effective way to actively enter the fourth dimension.

Through meditation, we can relax our body and mind and enter a deeper state of consciousness, thereby opening up our perception and gaining insight into the deeper states of more things and phenomena.”

Seeing that everyone seemed to understand but not quite, and seemed to be thinking about something, Tang Wenwan led everyone towards the studio.

As he walked, he pointed at the painting supplies on the wall and said:

"Now, what we need to do is to quickly draw everything we saw and felt during meditation. Don't be bound by painting techniques and cognitive frameworks. Let yourself go and bravely retell your feelings."

"But~but I can't draw~"

Masako Kobayashi was the first to protest awkwardly. She thought that even if they had no basic knowledge in painting at this training camp and were learning painting with Tang Wenwan, they would at least start with copying. She didn't expect that they would be allowed to let their imagination run wild on the first day.

"Only when you don't know how to do it can you express yourself without limits. I'm not worried at all that you can't draw it. What I'm most worried about is that he will embellish his ideas."

Tang Wenwan restrained her smile and walked towards Lee Myung-bak and said seriously.

Only then did everyone realize that this gentleman had gathered a large amount of oil painting materials and was ready to show off his talents.

"Mr. Li, since you are the only professional painter here, I only have painting requests for you."

Tang Wenwan pulled Liu Tianxiang, who was holding her hand, forward.

"Today, use the same painting materials that he used. Give up all your old habits and break the fixed mindset. Don't paint just for the sake of painting, but to truly reproduce the world you just saw. Don't be bound by any form of expression."

"Ah~ He wasn't meditating just now, is he painting too?"

Lee Myung-bak, who wanted to show off his skills, suddenly became embarrassed. He glanced at his wife with a bitter face, who looked like she was enjoying the show, and whimpered in an unyielding manner.

"Don't underestimate Tianxiang. He has always been involved with us, but he just sees the world differently from us."

Tang Wenwan squeezed the still wooden little boy's hand and gave him an expectant smile, as if he was the new generation painter who had won numerous international awards.