Xiang Kun sat up straight on the seat of the high-speed rail, startled the two passengers next to him, and looked at him in disbelief.

Xiang Kun, who reacted, nodded and smiled apologetically at the two, without explaining anything, leaning back on the backrest, taking off his glasses, squinting his eyes, looking like he was dozing off, but in fact, he was feeling the eight-armed and eight-eyed small wood carving from his own hand with his heart.

Xiang Kun remembers very well that when he made the wood carving, he did not have the feeling of a white light in front of his eyes after the "super sensory association", and now the perception of the wood carving is also different from the items that generally establish a "super sensory association".

Xiang Kun can clearly perceive the direction of the "supersensory association" of the item, and even if it is a place he was familiar with before, he can directly and accurately locate the specific location.

However, this kind of positioning is limited to the object itself, and that kind of perception is very "illusory", and there is no intuitive "perception" of the environment where the object is located.

And now, Xiang Kun actually can't perceive the specific location of the eight-armed eight-eyed wood carving, nor can he perceive the direction, so he can't find the wood carving by following this induction.

However, he vaguely found that he seemed to be "looking" at the wood carving from a third perspective, and this "looking" seemed to be a kind of "seeing" at the level of consciousness, rather than at the level of visual and other senses.

He also sensed an emotion that seemed to belong to him, which was inexplicable and difficult to describe.

This feeling is so strange, it is clear that it is a wood carving that establishes the sense, but the feeling you get is another perspective.

Suddenly, the sensation faded and then disappeared.

Xiang Kun was stunned for a moment, opened his eyes, frowned at the passing scenery outside the window, and began to think about what kind of strange connection he had established with the carved wood carving.

There is no doubt that the process of making a connection should be at the time of carving.

And the complete establishment of the connection must have been completed on the 23rd, a few days after the completion of the wood carving, and after waking up on the 24th, it was really completed.

It's just that he didn't think about it at that time, and he didn't feel the wood carving.

In this way, the way to establish contact is similar to "supersensory connection".

But what is this induction used for?

That inexplicable, as if it didn't belong to his own emotion, could it be that the person who is playing with the wood carving right now?

The wood carving became a signal receiving station for emotions?

......

Xiang Kun arrived in Thornton City at 4 p.m.

Although he had already reported to his parents a few days ago that he was going home, he did not say what day and time he was going to surprise his parents.

I took a taxi out of the station and went straight to the community where I lived.

Their community has been built for many years, and the houses are relatively old, almost 20 years old, and they are basically six- to seven-story buildings with no elevators.

When I bought a four-bedroom and two-living room suite of more than 150 square meters from my father, I not only spent all my savings, but also borrowed a lot from friends.

Of course, if you calculate it according to the current housing prices, it is still a lot of money, and it is the most successful "investment" of their family.

Xiang Kun stood in front of the gate of his house at 8#502, and he also felt a little emotional.

Although he basically comes back for the Spring Festival every year, but so far this year, a few months have been like a few years for him, and he has experienced too much, especially psychologically.

Xiang Kun stood for a while, put away his emotion, took a deep breath, and rang the doorbell, ready to greet his mother's surprised expression.

After a while, my mother opened the wooden door and looked at him in surprise through the stainless steel security door: "Who are you looking for?"

Xiang Kun was stunned for a moment, and the smile that was already about to bloom froze on his face, and then suddenly remembered that he had changed very much now, and he had taken off his glasses in the car before, and now he was stuffed in his pocket.

Inexplicably, a sentence popped up in his head: "P is so bad that your own mother can't recognize it." ”

I really can't even recognize my own mother......

Xiang Kun had no choice but to take out his glasses from his pocket and put them on, then grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "Mom, I'm back!"

Xiang Mom subconsciously wanted to reply, "Who is your mother!", but the familiar voice still made her pause, and then stared carefully at the bald head outside for a while, and said in surprise: "Kun, ...... you?"

Xiang's mother finally opened the security door outside, and looked at her son suspiciously with Xiang's father, who heard the sound.

Xiang Kun walked into his house a little embarrassed, and while changing his shoes, he said to his mother: "Mom, I just got a new 'hairstyle', there's no need to be so surprised." ”

"Hairstyle?" Xiang Mom suddenly stepped forward and patted his bald head, and said angrily: "Who allowed you to change this hairstyle? No, how can you have this hair? How can you have a style? You get a braised egg head, how can you go on a blind date in the future, how can you talk about girlfriends? You are stupid at work! Ah? You are too lazy to take care of it, so you can cut it shorter! Why did you get bald head? I don't know, I still think that my son is going to be a monk or being arrested and just released......

Xiang Kun's face was black, he didn't know how to respond, and then greeted his father with some sneering: "Dad, the wine I bought for you." ”

Dad took the two bottles of liquor that Xiang Kun had bought in advance, reached out and patted his arm, and nodded: "Well, it's good, it's strong, it's good." The body is the capital of the revolution, and it is better to be in good spirits now. ”

Xiang Mother also patted him on the shoulder: "Did you hear from talking to you? Don't shave your hair anymore, get your hair back early! By the way, why didn't you wear glasses just now?"

Xiang Kun said casually: "I went to laser surgery with my friends before and got my myopia right, and now this is a flat mirror." ”

"Surgery, didn't you tell us about the operation first?" glared at his mother.

"Just a minor operation, the weekend is over, just take a bit, and soon, it won't affect my work. Xiang Kun continued, and then craned his neck to look at the kitchen: "How is it, have you started preparing dinner?"

"Didn't I tell you that I was going to come back one day and say it in advance, why did I run back so quietly, and I didn't have anything to eat for you!" scolded his mother.

Xiang Kun got used to his mother's scolding, threw his backpack into the room, and walked to the kitchen by himself.

It's only five o'clock now, and my mother hasn't started cooking yet, so Xiang Kun opened the refrigerator and rummaged through the ingredients, ready to prepare dinner by himself.

Xiang Dad and Mom followed up strangely, looking at Xiang Kun, who was staring at the ingredients motionless, planning the recipe.

"Are you really my son Xiang Kun?" asked the old mother suspiciously, her son didn't know how to cook at all before, and he didn't bother to cook. If she's not at home, she'd rather make instant noodles or order takeout than cook herself.

Xiang Dad also said in a lively manner: "Prove your identity, when was the last time you wet the bed?"

Xiang Kun, who had already roughly figured out the recipe, looked back at the second elder at the door of the kitchen speechlessly, and protested to them with his eyes.