Chapter 299 - Chapter 299: Chapter 299: Lucid Dream (1/2)
Chapter 299: Chapter 299: Lucid Dream
Translator: 549690339
After chatting with Xiang Kun on WeChat for a while, Xia Libing began to feel sleepy and prepared to go to bed.
Her aunt had prepared a new towel and toothbrush for her. After a quick wash, she tiptoed into the kitchen, took a pair of chopsticks, and returned to her room.
After she closed the door, Xia Libing took out the pair of chopsticks that Xiang Kun had given her from her bag and alternated between using them and the ones from the kitchen.
The chopsticks from her aunt’s home were also sharp at the ends and made of wood, but the hand feel was noticeably different when she picked them up, and the difference was even more significant when she tried picking up things with them.
Although, in reality, if she were to use them to pick up things, there wouldn’t be much difference in time usage for a single use. But, subjectively, the ones Xiang Kun customized felt so much better. If usage were to be calculated over a long period and multiple uses, she could expect significant differences, in terms of both improved success rate and reduced finger fatigue.
Xia Libing placed the two pairs of chopsticks on top of her laptop and observed them for a while before taking a picture to record this.
Then she went to wash the chopsticks she had taken from the kitchen, put them back where they belong, and went back to bed.
Truth be told, she was feeling very sleepy and could hardly keep her eyes open. She was fatigued and wanted to sleep.
But the sheer amount of information she received tonight was overwhelming. It was spinning in her head, and she unconsciously wanted to analyze and think about it all.
When she first saw the chopsticks Xiang Kun had given her, her initial judgement was that they were unlike the lyrics, graffiti, and coin he had previously given her. They seemed more like a proper “gift” rather than something that was given to her for a specific purpose. After all, these chopsticks looked more like a “gift”, and Xiang Kun had previously given a pair to Nana too.
But when she held them in her hands, she wasn’t so sure anymore. These chopsticks were incredibly suitable, though this feeling of suitability was different from the one she felt for the coin that Xiang Kun had given her. At least she could explain why these chopsticks felt more comfortable to use, while with the coin… she couldn’t see why it was any different from any other coins.
As Xia Libing lay in bed, her eyes closed, but her mind was still preoccupied with these thoughts. Her hands lay outside the blanket on her stomach and were unconsciously flipping a coin.
She was thinking about the “fight” between Xiang Kun and those two thugs in the alley.
While it seemed fierce, she was confident that Xiang Kun did not take it seriously at all. It was more of a “performance”, similar to the situation when they encountered human traffickers before.
Knowing Xiang Kun’s personality, he wouldn’t allow those two men to keep wielding their weapons unless he had absolute confidence and control over the situation, especially when she was also present.
But even if it was just a “performance”, the physical prowess he displayed was quite remarkable.
So, to what extent can Xiang Kun’s actual physical fitness and athletic abilities reach?
Xia Libing couldn’t help wondering how one could push Xiang Kun to his limit.
She noticed that Xiang Kun seemed to have a better grip on his emotions now. When she first met him, she could easily guess his thoughts and feelings from his expressions and reactions, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to do so.
It’s only been a short amount of time, hasn’t it?
While a few months might seem long for certain things, it’s hardly substantial for an adult to undergo physical and psychological changes.
What could have caused these continuous changes in his body and mind?
As these thoughts swirled around in her mind, Xia Libing’s consciousness gradually faded, and she fell into a deep sleep.
Once he learned that Xia Libing was going to stay at her aunt’s for the night, Xiang Kun started getting excited about the opportunity to sense those chopsticks and try invoking her dream later on.
He knew that if Xia Libing were to go back to her rental place, she might not necessarily put the chopsticks in a predictable place.
While the most probable place was in her bedroom, there was still a chance that she might put them in the drawer of her study desk, in the cupboard, or on the dining table in the living room. As for the kitchen, he remembered from his last visit to Xia Libing’s rental place that she didn’t cook. With her personality, it was unlikely that she would place the chopsticks there.
Therefore, when Xia Libing was asleep, there was still a certain chance that she was not influenced by the chopsticks.
However, if she spent the night at her aunt’s house, it would be different. She definitely would bring her backpack and put it in the room. The guest room wouldn’t be that big, so her backpack would probably not be too far from the bed. When she was sleeping, she was certainly within the radius of influence.
By almost four o’clock, Xiang Kun’s perception finally responded. The scene in front of him changed and he successfully “connected” to a dream.
He was still perceiving it as the dreamer, in the first-person perspective. He found himself in an enclosed small room, buried in the table eating something. A strong sense of hunger controlled him and made him swallow voraciously.
He noticed the food in his hand; it seemed to be toast. However, he was filling his mouth with that, chewing and swallowing continuously, occasionally taking a sip from the cup of water next to him.
Driven by hunger, even though he was only eating ordinary bread, the taste was still very delicious. While eating, he was drooling madly. His hands were also full of saliva from eating the toast.
Xiang Kun was a little surprised, was this Old Xia’s dream?
This sense of hunger was too strong… Was Old Xia reincarnated from a starving ghost?
However, this unique type of dream could not be anyone else’s.
Suddenly, a small hand reached out from the side, snatched away the plate of toast that Old Xia was eating, and then a juvenile voice of a little girl sounded, “That’s enough. You can’t eat anymore. You have to control yourself.”
His gaze followed that hand and realized that the one who took away the plate was a plump little girl in a white coat. Because the girl was too short and the coat was too long, it even dragged along the ground. If it was not for the collar and buttons, it would look like she was wrapped in a white duvet.
The little girl was Little Fat Girl Liu Shiling.
Xiang Kun immediately understood that when he was making these chopsticks and carrying out the “Emotional Infusion”, although the expectation and enjoyment of food had transformed into his own emotions, it still originated from Liu Shiling. So, when repeating this emotion, he would more or less think of the Little Fat Girl.
As a result, the dream projection of this pair of “Emotionally Infused” chopsticks became Liu Shiling.
But originally, who was this person in a white coat taking Old Xia’s plate? Was it the doctor who treated her when she had problems as a child?
Just as he was thinking about it, the next moment, the scene in front of him changed again. The surroundings appeared blurry but familiar. It seemed to be the house that he had bought.
Old Xia was sitting at the dining table in his living room, waiting for food with chopsticks in her hand. He could clearly sense her anticipation for the food.
There was another small figure near the table; it was Liu Shiling. However, she was not wearing a white coat this time.
“Sister Old Xia, the rabbit meat Uncle Bald cooked is super delicious!” Liu Shiling’s voice rang out.
“The crispy pig’s elbow is better.” Old Xia said.
“Rabbit is delicious!” Liu Shiling lifted her chin.
“The pig’s elbow is better.” Old Xia repeated, still certain.
“Rabbit is delicious!!” Liu Shiling raised her voice.
“The pig’s elbow is better.” Old Xia repeated, unbudging.
Meanwhile, a bald man wearing an apron walked over with a plate in his hand. On one side was braised rabbit meat and on the other was crispy pig’s elbow, both steaming with aroma.
Without a doubt, this bald chef was Xiang Kun in the dream, playing the role of a tool man.