Chopsticks
The private investigator didn't reappear, but even if he were to wait for Xiang Kun at the entrance of the residential area again, it wouldn't make any difference, because after buying eight rabbits, Xiang Kun had no intention of going out at all these past few days.
Besides focusing on the project for Director Lin and Zhang Qian's company, Xiang Kun also made several pairs of chopsticks using boxwood from his home.
Xiang Kun didn't prepare any other tools, not even a plane, because he didn't want to wait for another blood-drinking period. So he just used the same set of tools he had used for wood carving before.
However, the point of making these chopsticks was to Emotional Injection," so making them slowly was actually what he needed.
After slowly finishing the process, he applied food-grade wood wax. Looking at the finished chopsticks, Xiang Kun felt somewhat helpless.
Although he was already making chopsticks much slower than the usual handmade process, and the tools weren't really suitable, the time he spent on that process still wasn't enough for him to "Emotional Injection" into them. So it wasn't until the third pair, when he deliberately slowed down even more and made them more careful and meticulous, that he finally succeeded in "Emotional Injection" into them.
But in fact, not the third pair of chopsticks was completely Emotional Injection "; only the sixth chopstick possessed the function of " Emotional Injection."
When performing this "Emotional Injection," he used the emotional patterns of "interest" and "focus," and the imagined scenario was himself engrossed in studying various ways of cooking rabbit meat and researching different recipes.
I wonder what kind of "projection" the person who falls asleep under the influence of these chopsticks will see. Will it be Xiang Kun cooking? Or those plates, bowls, and pots of rabbit meat?
However, he never intended to use these chopsticks to affect other people's dreams.
He made these chopsticks simply to collect his emotions.
At 11:30 p. m. on November 10, after drinking the blood of eight Belgian rabbits, Xiang Kun finally felt satisfied and breathed a sigh of relief. Last time, he felt hungry after drinking the blood of six rabbits, so he thought seven or eight would be enough. This time, he only prepared eight, but unexpectedly, it was just enough.
On November 12, Xiang Kun had been "in seclusion" at home for many days, invited Tang Baona and Yang Zhen'er to his home for dinner. Upon hearing the news, Tang Baoting and her fiancé Gao Yao also came over for a free meal.
Clearly, the meal they had at Xiang Kun's house last time had left a deep impression on the couple.
Around 6 p. m., the four people who came to freeload arrived at Xiang Kun's house. Tang Baoting and her husband seemed a little embarrassed, as they had brought two bottles of red wine that looked quite expensive.
However, at the end of the meal, one of the two bottles of red wine was opened, but it all ended up in the stomachs of the three girls.
As for Xiang Kun and Gao Yao, one always drinks plain water, while the other drinks cola.
On the way back, Gao Yao, who was drinking cola, naturally became the driver. Although he didn't drive much, he still had a driver's license.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Tang Baoting glanced at her fiancé driving and couldn't help but say to Tang Baona and Yang Zhen'er in the back seat, "Our situation tonight is a bit strange. We ate together, but the man was the one who bought groceries and cooked. During dinner, the three of us women drank alcohol, while the two men, one drank cola and the other drank water."
Yang Zhen'er laughed too, "A good man, huh? You Tang sisters all have good taste!"
Tang Baona rolled her eyes at her friend and reached out to pinch her.
While driving, Gao Yao suddenly said, "A man who cooks so well is truly rare; we should cherish him. Besides, during dinner today, Xiang Kun's attention was entirely on Nana; he barely ate anything himself."
Gao Yao, who had been driving in silence, suddenly spoke, startling the other three in the car. Tang Baona immediately chided, "Brother-in-law! When did you become so gossipy? His attention wasn't on me at all!"
"I was just saying it casually..." Gao Yao shrank back and muttered softly, startled by Tang Baona's loud voice.
Ignoring her sister, Yang Zhen'er, and Gao Yao's teasing, Tang Baona looked down at her phone while subconsciously touching the pair of chopsticks wrapped in a plastic bag in her bag.
During dinner today, Xiang Kun told the three girls that he made the three pairs of chopsticks they were using.
Tang Baona keenly noticed that her sister and Yang Zhen'er used pointed chopsticks, while the pair she used had flat tips.
Because of her grip on chopsticks, she doesn't use pointed chopsticks very well. If it's a slippery dish, it's easy for her to drop it. Flat-tipped chopsticks are much more comfortable to use.
The chopsticks that Xiang Kun made for her were perfect for her hands. Not only were the tips flat, but the length was also just right. Using them felt like using her own limbs, and she almost couldn't put them down.
So before leaving, she naturally asked Xiang Kun to give her the chopsticks.
She couldn't help but wonder: These chopsticks, he must have made them especially for me, right?
Tang Baona's guess wasn't entirely wrong. When Xiang Kun used "Emotional Injection" to make these chopsticks, he was actually thinking of using Tang Baona as his "observation" target. He wanted to directly collect other people's emotions while eating food. And now, the person he had the best understanding of tastes and preferences for, besides his parents, was Tang Baona. So when making the chopsticks, he subconsciously envisioned Tang Baona as the user.
Through his observations during their previous meals together, Xiang Kun had already noticed that Tang Baona was not very skilled at using pointed chopsticks. Therefore, he specially made flat-headed chopsticks for her, and the length was also slightly adjusted according to the size of her hands, the length of her fingers, and her grip, making them more suitable for her.
The other two pairs were originally flat-toed, but since the "Emotional Injection" wasn't completed, they were changed to pointed toes to differentiate them.
Today, during dinner, Xiang Kun was indeed able to directly sense Tang Baona's emotions while eating through the sensory input of that chopstick.
After sensing her for a period of time, comparing some rare emotions with her behavior and performance, and then combining this with Xiang Kun's original understanding of her various habits, micro-expressions, and various sensory information of her body, he actually felt a bit like he had "real mind reading".
He could even deduce Tang Baona's possible inner thoughts at certain moments based on her consistent language style.
For example, Tang Baoting said that Gao Yao is sometimes too lazy. After a busy day, she comes back and plays games until midnight. When she gets sleepy, she just takes off her clothes and goes to bed without taking a shower. The smell can wake her up in the middle of the night.
Tang Baona pursed her lips, raised an eyebrow slightly, her expression a mix of amusement and the same feeling she had when she teased Yang Zhen'er before. Xiang Kun could guess what she was thinking, "Sis, weren't you the same way at home back then?"
However, probably out of consideration for maintaining her sister's image in front of Xiang Kun and Gao Yao, she ultimately didn't voice her inner thoughts.