What It’s Like Being a Vampire

Chapter 159: Chapter 159: Going Home

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Xiang Kun suddenly straightened up in his seat on the high-speed train, startling the two passengers next to him who looked at him in surprise.

Once he came to his senses, Xiang Kun nodded apologetically at them with a smile, without explaining anything. He then leaned back again, took off his glasses, and squinted his eyes, appearing to be dozing off; but in reality, he was intently feeling the Eight-Armed, Eight-Eyed Small Wood Carving that had come from his own hands.

Xiang Kun clearly remembered that during the creation of that wood carving, he didn’t experience that sensation of “Super Sensory Connection” where a flash of white light appears before him. Moreover, his current feeling for the wood carving was different from that of a regular object that had established a “Super Sensory Connection”.

For objects that had established a “Super Sensory Connection”, Xiang Kun could clearly sense their direction, and even their precise location if they were in a place he was previously familiar with.

But this kind of positioning only applies to the object itself; it was very

“illusory” , and there isn’t any direct “perception” of the environment to which

the object belonged.

Now, Xiang Kun couldn’t actually sense the specific location of the Eight-Armed, Eight-Eyed Woodcarving, nor its direction, so the chances of finding the wood carving by following its sensation were slim.

But he vaguely discovered that he seemed to be “looking” at the woodcarving in third person. This kind of “looking” seemed to be a conscious-level “view”, not from a sensory level like vision.

He also sensed an emotion that seemed not to belong to him, it was quite inexplicable and hard to describe.

This feeling was very strange, although the carving was what he linked to, the sensation he received was from a different perspective.

The feeling began to fade slowly and then disappeared.

Xiang Kun was stunned for a moment, opened his eyes, frowned, and stared at the fast-moving scenery outside the window, beginning to ponder what kind of eerie, bizarre connection he had formed with that wood carving.

Unquestionably, the process of establishing the connection must have happened during the carving.

The connection would have been established completely only days after the woodcarving was completed, on the 23rd, when blood was consumed, and only truly finished after he woke up on the 24th.

He just didn’t consider it in that aspect at that time and didn’t try to sense the woodcarving.

In this regard, the method of establishing the connection is not unlike the “Super Sensory Contact”.

But what is this sensation used for?

Is that inexplicable emotion coming from the person playing with that woodcarving right now?

Has the woodcarving become a signal receiving station for emotions?

Xiang Kun arrived in Citong City at 4 0’clock in the afternoon.

Although he had reported to his parents that he was planning to come home a few days ago, he didn’t specify which day or what time, because he wanted to give his parents a surprise.

After leaving the station, he took a cab straight to his residential area.

The community they lived in had been built many years ago. The buildings were quite old, almost 20 years old, mostly six to seven-story buildings without any elevators.

When Mr. Xiang bought their over-150-square-meter four-bedroom, two-living-room apartment, they used up all their savings and even borrowed from friends.

Of course, if you calculate it based on current property prices, it was quite a lucrative investment, probably counting as the most successful “investment” by their family.

Xiang Kun stood in front of his own front door at 8#502, feeling a little nostalgia.

Although he would come back every year for the Spring Festival, the past few months of this year felt like a few years had passed, as he had gone through too many life changes, especially on a psychological level.

Xiang Kun stood there for a moment, set aside his nostalgia, took a deep breath, rang the doorbell, and prepared to see his mother’s surprised face.

In due course, his mother opened the wooden door and, separated by the stainless steel security door, looked at him surprisingly: ‘Who are you looking

Xiang Kun was taken aback; the smile that he had been ready to reveal was suddenly frozen on his face. Then he suddenly remembered that he had undergone drastic changes and he had also taken off his glasses in the car, which were now tucked in his pocket.

Unexpectedly, a sentence popped into his head: “Photoshopped till your mom can’t even recognize you.”

He had changed so much that even his mom couldn’t recognize him…

Xiang Kun reluctantly took out his glasses from his pocket and put them on. Then he gave a big grin, showing his white teeth: “Mom, I’m back!”

Mrs. Xiang unconsciously wanted to say “Who’s your mom!” , but the familiar voice made her pause, then she took a closer look at the bald-headed guy outside, exclaiming in surprise: “Kun? You…”

Mrs. Xiang finally opened the outer security door, and together with Mr. Xiang who came at the sound, they looked at their son with surprise.

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Xiang Kun walked into his own home, and as he took off his shoes, he told his mom: “Mom, I just changed a new ‘hairstyle’, there’s no need for such surprise.”

“Hairstyle?” Mrs. Xiang abruptly stepped forward and slapped on his bald head, angrily saying: “Who allowed you to change this hairstyle? No, where’s your hair? Where’s the style? How are you going to go on blind dates or date girls with a bald head? Have you been working so hard that you’ve gone mad? Eh? If you’re lazy to take care of it, then cut it shorter! Why did you shave it all off? If I didn’t know better, I would have thought my son had gone to become a monk or just got released from jail…’

Xiang Kun made all sorts of facial expressions, not knowing how to respond, and then somewhat awkwardly greeted his father: “Dad, here’s some wine for you.”

Mr. Xiang took the two bottles of liquor that Xiang Kun had bought in advance, patted his arm, and nodded: “Yeah, not bad. You’ve become stronger, which is good. A healthy body is the capital of revolution, you’re more spirited now which is good.”

Mrs. Xiang also smacked his shoulder: “Did you hear me? No shaving your hair anymore, grow it back soon! Also, why weren’t you wearing your glasses just now?”

Xiang Kun casually made up an answer: “I went with a friend to get laser surgery, so my short-sightedness is cured. The glasses I have now are just plain lens. ”

“Surgery? Why didn’t you let us know before undergoing the surgery?” Mrs. Xiang glared.

“It was just a small surgery, I went during the weekend, and it was done in a flash, very quickly. It didn’t affect my work at all.” Xiang Kun continued his excuses, then he craned his neck to look into the kitchen: “Have you started preparing dinner yet?”

“Didn’t I tell you to let us know in advance when you’re coming back? Why did you sneak back without a word? We didn’t prepare your meal!” Mrs. Xiang scolded.

Xiang Kun, used to his mother’s scolding, moved to the kitchen on his own after throwing his backpack in his room.

It was only a bit past five o’clock, and Mrs. Xiang hadn’t started cooking yet. Xiang Kun opened the fridge to look for ingredients, preparing to personally cook dinner.

Mr. and Mrs. Xiang followed him into the kitchen, watching Xiang Kun who was staring at the food ingredients without moving, planning the menu.

“Are you really my son, Xiang Kun?” Mrs. Xiang asked doubtfully out of the blue. That’s because her son completely didn’t know how to cook before, and also he was too lazy to do so. If she wasn’t home, he’d rather eat instant noodles or order takeout than cook for himself.

Mr. Xiang also joined in the fun: “Prove your identity, when was the last time you wet the bed?”

Xiang Kun, who had already pretty much planned out the menu, turned and looked at his parents standing at the doorway of the kitchen, his gaze was

protesting against them..

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