The Nightmare Experience of a Useless Person

Warm breath gently brushed against the fine hairs on his face. Trying to keep up with the other's rhythm, Jiang Zhiyang tried to adjust his breathing, but his disordered heartbeat completely shattered the rhythm between their touching lips.

Jiang Zhiyang simply closed his eyes, like a kitten being kissed. A kitten doesn't breathe or interact; it can only passively enjoy the moment until this unexpected favor ends.

"Mommy, look! Are those two kissing?" The little girl put down her spoon and gently tugged at her mother's arm.

"Shh—don't look!" The mother quickly cleared the cake off the table, grabbed the little girl's hand, and led her out. "You can't let other little boys treat you like this at kindergarten."

Why?

"Why? Because if you kiss me, I'll have a baby. My belly will get bigger and explode!" the mother threatened in a low voice.

"Is that lady going to have a baby?"

The innocent words of the children reached Jiang Zhiyang's ears, but they only made him blush even more. His sense of shame was burned to ashes. He gently pushed Yu Qingjun's hand, and she finally let go of him.

His blood stained her slightly pale lips, making them look like they were smeared with bright red lipstick, which made her look much better.

"If you can't do it, then don't do it!"

Yu Qingjun was still angry.

Actually, it wasn't anger, but the despair and heartache were suppressed inside. As a form of self-protection, my body automatically transferred the anger to someone else who had only made a small mistake, which made me feel much better.

Yu Qingjun stood up and left awkwardly, her sudden outburst of emotions causing her to break through her self-control and decorum.

When Jiang Zhiyang came to his senses and got up to chase after her, he could no longer see Yu Qingjun. Of course, she wasn't human; how could she possibly walk on foot?

He was still dazed, completely unaware of his situation. Carrying the packaged cake, he walked through the surging crowd, savoring the taste of his first kiss, and even his mind became scattered.

His reverie was interrupted by a series of notification sounds. It was a payment notification: one zero, two zeros, three zeros, four zeros—a full ten thousand! Jiang Zhiyang's eyes widened. Who would send him ten thousand yuan for no reason?

"Ten thousand a month."

He was fired...

When Jiang Zhiyang realized the meaning of the money, his mood plummeted from the clouds to the bottom. He was so engrossed in his own fantasies that he completely forgot that he was someone who had made a mistake. Instead of trying to explain, he just laughed to himself.

He is sick.

Jiang Zhiyang slapped himself and ran towards the tavern.

His mood was on a rollercoaster. He knew Yu Qingjun definitely didn't want him anymore, so he quickened his pace. With each step, his heart sank an inch into the icy pool.

If Yu Qingjun doesn't want him anymore, will he ever see that smiling girl again?

If Yu Qingjun doesn't want him anymore, will their precious memories just become nothing more than bubbles in the water?

If Yu Qingjun doesn't want him anymore, where will he get his confidence and courage from?

If Yu Qingjun doesn't want him anymore, will she even stop appearing in his dreams?

If Yu Qingjun doesn't want him anymore, he'll just be stuck standing there...

At midnight, the Dream Chaser Tavern opened for business. Bai Chan was furious when a stray dog ​​appeared out of nowhere and smashed the tavern's door.

Although the door looks a bit dilapidated, it is the outer barrier of the entire tavern, separating the dream world from the real world and preventing the nightmare beasts that are temporarily staying there from escaping. Normally, apart from that human child, there is no need to open this door.

When Jiang Zhiyang arrived, panting heavily, Bai Chan was supervising the work with a large stick, cursing incessantly.

"You little bastard who tore us apart, I curse you to be bitten by a dog, hit by a car, and never have a wife!"

"Wow—" Jiang Zhiyang gasped, "That person... is too wicked... but, it's also possible... it was an accident, Lord Bai Chan, don't be angry."

"Exactly, curses are no good; they drain your luck." A tall man stood at the doorway, screwing screws into the wall.

Jiang Zhiyang was 1.83 meters tall, but the man in front of him was a head taller. His face was well-defined, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and his nose was incredibly high! Jiang Zhiyang had never seen such a high nose before. The welcoming lights emitted a dazzling light, outlining his deep features and casting a deep shadow on his profile. He was practically a male model! Jiang Zhiyang thought to himself.

"Hello, my name is Mangya." The man took off his gloves and extended a hand with distinct knuckles. In comparison, Jiang Zhiyang's hand looked like a soft and cuddly kitten's paw.

"Hello, Jiang Zhiyang."

When the man smiled, he appeared even more handsome, with a friendly smile and a distant look. Jiang Zhiyang felt inferior to him and thought to himself, "The job market is really tough these days. Even the appearance requirements for carpenters have dropped to this level."

"Work hard! Do you even have the right to speak?!" The little fox spoke up, her words like an explosive little firecracker. Jiang Zhiyang had never seen her so fiery before.

"Lord Hakuzen, has Kiyo-kun returned?"

"You'd better not bother her today." The little fox's tone softened considerably, but her eyes remained fixed on Mangya's work, as if she were about to find fault with him at any moment.

"But... I can't leave without an explanation."

"She knows it's not your fault, it's just that she..." The little fox took a deep breath, "You know yourself what it feels like to forget everything and experience another person's darkest moment with your whole being, especially after you wake up, when the dream and reality are separated, the situation will only get worse."

"I want to stay with her."

"In a few days, she won't remember; her memory is so bad... You didn't even screw it in properly! Did you even try to pull it in!"

"..."

Jiang Zhiyang was at a loss. The little fox was Qingjun's old friend and must know her very well, but to say that she didn't need care and comfort just because she had a bad memory was really cold.

As if understanding Jiang Zhiyang's thoughts, Bai Chan turned around and said earnestly, "Qingjun has experienced this kind of pain countless times, repeatedly shuttling between dreams and reality, causing her memory to become disordered and her mental strength to weaken. Although she seems normal, that's why she needs you. Otherwise, do you think you're some kind of beautiful decoration that needs to cost ten thousand a month to be placed there as a decoration?"

Her words were sharp, but entirely correct.

Previously, Jiang Zhiyang was always infatuated with the girl who was not fully awake in his dreams. She was pure, kind, and warm, like a goddess who had fallen from heaven to earth, loving everyone in the world, including him, who was inconspicuous in the crowd.

In reality, Yu Qingjun is aloof and arrogant, with sharp thorns that hide her soft inner self.

Jiang Zhiyang never seriously tried to understand how she became like this, her pain, her difficulties, her vulnerability, and he never treated her with gentleness.

In truth, he knew nothing about Yu Qingjun. Who she was, her past, her future. He simply enjoyed her kindness, like someone walking on ice in the freezing cold who sees a fire and can't help but reach out to warm themselves, never noticing her emptiness, that she was about to go out.

"Keep the cake; it will make her happy. Go back and think it through carefully. I'll take care of the useless words of comfort."

"..."