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.
