How did you know I wanted...?
Okay, I really do want it.
Sometimes, when studying bodily variations, having a model for reference can help researchers understand and compare things more intuitively.
Of course, you can now find all kinds of bone and organ models needed for medical teaching online, even 3D ones. He has apps like 3Dbody and Human Anatomy Atlas on his phone, which can view three-dimensional anatomical information of the human body, as well as acupoints and meridians in traditional Chinese medicine.
"Forget it, I might go back to my hometown sometime and sell the house. Moving all this stuff around would be too much trouble." Xiang Kun hesitated for a moment, but still decided not to accept the models.
Hearing him say that, Xia Libing didn't say anything more. She pulled over a box from the side and said to him, "I didn't pay for that bow. These were the birthday presents I originally wanted to give you."
Xiang Kun glanced at the cardboard box she had opened. Inside, books were neatly stacked. Judging from the covers of the top few, they seemed to be reference books and textbooks related to psychology and mental illness.
"I don't need these anymore. Take whichever ones you think are useful."
Xiang Kun bent down and flipped through the pages, unable to suppress a laugh as he read. Who gives away their used textbooks as a birthday present...?
To be honest, he was quite interested in this gift and didn't mind at all. Or perhaps Xia Libing knew this, which is why she chose it as a gift.
Yes, no wonder you studied psychology.
Xiang Kun didn't stand on ceremony. He squatted down in front of the box and checked each book one by one. Then he only took one book and three notebooks with a lot of notes. As for the other books, he only noted down the titles. He preferred to find electronic versions and read them on his computer, mobile phone, or tablet. This was a habit he had developed over a long period of time.
"I won't stand on ceremony with this gift!" Xiang Kun stuffed the book and three notebooks into his bow case.
Xia Libing nodded. "If you're interested, I can send you some electronic copies of the notes and books as well."
After thanking Xia Libing, Xiang Kun didn't linger and left with his gifts.
As Xiang Kun stepped into the elevator, he pressed the button for the first floor while subconsciously recalling the details he had seen at Xia Libing's house.
"Lao Xia is quite a special person..."
Looking back on his experiences with Xia Libing, he noticed that this female academic star rarely experienced significant emotional fluctuations. Whether playing cards, archery, or eating together, her heartbeat, breathing, scent, and facial expressions changed minimally, as if she were always in a relatively calm state.
Moreover, whether outside or at home, she always seems to be an "observer," as if she always sees herself as an outsider. Even when she does participate, she doesn't seem to feel very involved.
This feeling was strange; it wasn't a deliberate act of distance, but rather a kind of inherent "barrier." On the contrary, it seemed that Xia Libing was constantly trying to break down this sense of incompatibility.
In my memory, the moment when her emotions fluctuated the most and her physical condition changed the most was when she went to the horse farm but failed to go horseback riding. On the way back, she accidentally encountered human traffickers, and that's when she attacked the two female traffickers.
Later, I heard from Officer Chen that the two women were badly injured, much more unlucky than the two who were subdued by Xiang Kun.
It seems this girl actually has some violent tendencies?
After the elevator reached the ground floor, Xiang Kun stopped thinking about it. In his judgment, Xia Libing definitely didn't have any malicious intent towards him.
After leaving Xia Libing's neighborhood with his satchel, Xiang Kun suddenly heard a very familiar melody coming from a beverage shop not far away. Then the singing began:
"I once dreamed of wandering the world with a sword, to see the splendor of the world..."
It's Xu Wei's "Once Upon a Time," a song he used to really like and listen to often.
Although his backpack contained a bow instead of a sword, walking down the street, Xiang Kun couldn't help but recall his middle school days when he was obsessed with martial arts novels and movies, often fantasizing about being a lone knight-errant in the city. That feeling of bearing the misunderstanding of the world, yet still upholding justice, the tragic heroism of "I will go even if there are thousands against me"...
As he walked, the song "Lonely Shadow Wanderer" began to play in his mind. He even couldn't help but imagine what it would be like if a bunch of Mutated Creature resembling "Giant Owl" suddenly appeared, causing the terrified crowd to scatter and flee. He could then take out his bow and arrows and go against the flow of people, rescuing ordinary people who had fallen into the clutches of the beasts. Then, he would be surrounded and attacked by the beasts, gradually becoming overwhelmed...
"The vast horizon is my love! ~~ Flowers are blooming at the foot of the rolling green hills~~~!"
Suddenly, a loud singing voice startled Xiang Kun from his reverie. He looked up at the middle-aged women dancing in a small square outside an open park not far away. He paused for a moment, then smiled wryly. He seemed to have inexplicably fallen into some kind of emotion again.
The last time this happened was when I was cooking at home and listening to music.
Am I now more susceptible to the effects of music on my body?
Xiang Kun frowned slightly and walked towards the subway station not far away.
Because he had just been caught up in that sudden emotion, Xiang Kun's instinctive ability to gather and be sensitive to information around him had decreased significantly. So he didn't notice that as he walked along, many passersby couldn't help but turn around and glance at him after passing by.
Even people just across the street, if they happen to glance at him, can't help but take a second look. What attracts them is not his bald head, nor the satchel on his back.
One of the girls, with short hair and androgynous clothing, also noticed Xiang Kun by chance. She paused for a moment, then quickly took out her phone, found the right angle, snapped a photo, and posted it on Weibo.
"I just saw a figure from behind on the street, and for some reason I felt something for them, so I snapped this photo."
Although I didn't know that person, nor did I know his identity or profession, I felt that although he was walking among the crowd, he had a sense of loneliness that seemed detached from the world, like a lone wolf carrying many secrets.
Tell me how you feel.
The accompanying photo shows a bald man walking through a crowd, wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt. He is tall with broad shoulders, and you can vaguely see that he is wearing glasses and carrying a long, oddly shaped black backpack. Although the photographer didn't deliberately choose a spot or use any special effects, he is still easy to spot in the crowd, making it clear that the blogger is referring to him.
The short-haired girl has over 800,000 followers on Weibo, making her a minor internet celebrity with a considerable following in her field.
This seemingly unremarkable Weibo was quickly forwarded within a very short time.
"I feel the same way as you! This back view makes people feel like a gangster!" This is a forwarded comment from a little girl.
"I think it's because the blogger took good photos, capturing that sense of solitude in the world. This passerby has a distinctive bald head and carries a long backpack; he might be a musician, maybe even a rock musician. It's normal for him to have that kind of vibe." This was a comment from a middle-aged man.
"Holy crap! Blogger, rush over and check if there's a QR code on the back of his head! Oh wait, I mean a barcode! Could he be Killer 58, the younger brother of Killer 47?! That backpack might be carrying a sniper rifle!" This was a repost from a teenager with delusions of grandeur...
"Sniping my ass! That's obviously a bow pouch! But carrying a bow pouch... just like the blogger said, it really does have the air of a lone wolf." This is a comment from an archery enthusiast.
"I think this person must have a story. Maybe he's a retired special forces soldier who became a mercenary, risked his life abroad for many years, made money, and then came back to find that the person he loved had become someone else's bride. He just watched his beloved's wedding from afar and left in silence, heartbroken..." This is a female netizen with a vivid imagination.
"Damn! You guys all have such vivid imaginations, you can come up with so much from just one photo! Maybe he's just an ordinary office worker who just got off work and is rushing to eat."
"I did a little Photoshop work." Someone photoshopped the bald man's back into a scene of urban ruins, removed most of the pedestrians, and turned the remaining few into zombies...
The photoshopped image was immediately shared. "This one has a certain feel to it, it's like a combination of Hitman 47 and I Am Legend!"
Xiang Kun had no idea that a casual photo of him would circulate online so quickly. By then, he had already returned to his residential area.
As I entered the elevator and was about to press the floor button, a woman's voice rang out from outside. "Wait, wait!"
Xiang Kun paused for a moment, then pressed the button to open the elevator door that was about to close.
He didn't need to look to know that it was Ms. Yang, who lived in the same building, and her new pet.
Thank you to the new hall master, "Do Not Ask About Past Sorrows," thank you to the new helmsman, "Smiling Gentleman," and thank you to the book friends Half the Realm, Half the City 2, "What Everlasting Love Does One Dream Of?," "I Have Two Apartments I Have Two Apartments," "I Have Two Houses," "The True God Walking the World," "I Have Two Apartments," "Empises," "Leave Behind Flowers of the Rear Court," l Mu Su l, "The Marquis of Wind and Clouds," l Mu Su l, "Northern Darkness Has Oranges," book friend 20190818104357790, book friend 20190818104357790, and "A Happy Turtle" for their donations.
The next chapter should be around midnight.