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During the hypnosis, I tried my best to resist. However, she seemed to have some kind of magic power, and she held me firmly on the chair. A pocket watch swung in front of my eyes for a few times, and my head began to hurt.

"Your father doesn't love you, your mother doesn't love you, and even you don't love yourself. You are not as cheerful as you look, you just like to pretend..."

Hypnosis, sometimes it really feels cruel. It easily uncovers what is sealed deep inside me, and then uses it as a bargaining chip to spy on me, and strikes me mercilessly.