“Han San.”
“Why.”
“Do you want to try now?”
“Try what.”
“You said you want to eat my dreams. Try it now.”
San, propping his elbow on the bed’s headrest and leaning his chin, silently stared at Kang.
She, who had come close enough for her breath to be felt, lit up her eyes with anticipation.
She seemed like a brave deer saying, ‘Please catch and eat me,’ in front of a lion.
No, that’s not it.
It’s not bravery, it’s absurdity.
It’s absurd.
Perhaps Kang had no fear because she had been tormented by nightmares for 20 years, building up her courage.
After all, what could scare a woman who had been writhing as if her life were being twisted like a chicken’s neck.
“Do I just have to stay still? Can I just sleep quietly?”
While silently watching her chattering, he eventually gave up and smiled.
It’s an inevitable task, not something that could be resolved by postponing.
So, with the sentiment of taking the beating first.
“Listen well. I’ll explain from now on.”
When San spoke, Kang nodded several times, showing her determination.
“When you fall asleep, you just have to be in touch with me.”
“In touch?”
“Any part of your body, just in contact with me. That’s the way you don’t have nightmares, and I can eat in my way.”
Kang’s face stiffened.
Does this mean he had been by my side every time I fell asleep?
And bodily contact is the condition for activation?
Where was in touch?
Looking at her face, where her thoughts were clearly visible, San chuckled.
“Don’t worry.”
“……”
“I will just hold your hand and sleep tonight.”
He added.
Want to try? Let’s start with the little finger.
He hung his little finger like a hook.
Then he quietly whispered to her.
“Trust me and sleep.”
“I can’t sleep because you’re watching.”
“You’ll get used to it. It’s going to be like this every day.”
At San’s words, Kang stared at their intertwined fingers. Then, as if she had made up her mind, she tightened her grip on his finger.
After closing her eyes, her sensation was more focused on her finger.
It felt strange for some reason.
His body temperature, which had always been cool, felt as hot as if it had caught fire.
“Your hand is too hot.”
“I’m excited because I’m thinking about eating.”
A light comment was returned with an acceptable answer.
Whether he’s teasing or being serious.
Beyond the fading consciousness, San’s last greeting came.
“I’ll eat well, Kang.”
“……”
“Sleep well.”
As if a flare was shot up, darkness covered in an instant.
Consciousness faded away in an instant as if under hypnosis.
San sat by her side, silently observing the sleeping form of Kang.
Seo Kang, who had been noisy as an excited person, became quiet.
As if she were dead.
He thought her beautiful face, under the cold moonlight, was like a wellcrafted wax doll.
He had often infiltrated her dreams, appearing when Kang was deeply in the throes of a nightmare.
Revealing his existence to ‘everyone’ in that dream, including Kang, he then cradled her unconsciousness and emerged from the dream.
The rest was simple.
He would guard the sleeping girl, nibble on the remnants of her dream, and then quietly leave. That was all.
Eating was sufficient to that extent.
But starting from today, he had to absorb her nightmares as she was dreaming.
He should be jumping for joy, as he was about to monopolize the most delicious dream in existence. But worry prevailed instead.
Because dream eaters were no different from humans.
Familiar tastes were more terrifying.
He hesitated to reach out, fearing he might lose reason and overindulge.
‘Restraint was unnecessary because you weren’t desperate enough.’
He remembered the words of the dream’s owner and tried to calm himself.
If Kang really died, it would be him who would regret it.
As he gently removed his hand that was on her, as if waiting, the nightmare began to manifest.
Fear slowly spread across her previously peaceful face, distorting her beautiful forehead.
Her face, which had only seemed reasonable, now looked like it was inhabited by a soul.
Is there any emotion as vibrant as human fear?
Seeing her threatening him with her own life seemed despicable, so he decided to just watch for a bit.
The audacity of asking him to eat the dreams, a part of the soul, like sharing a biscuit he was eating was ridiculous, so he decided to just watch.
“….uh….”
She started to moan.
San, who had been leisurely watching, only then closed the distance and approached her.
When he gently rubbed her furrowed forehead with his thumb, peace returned to Kang’s face as if it had always been there.
Absorbing a bit of the nightmare made his blood circulation feel faster.
Holding her white hand that was on the blanket, he slowly began to absorb the fear she was emitting, as if drinking in the air.
The breath that Kang was exhaling and the tension transmitted through her fingertips flowed into San without a trace.
As always, Seo Kang’s nightmares were delicious enough to send shivers down his spine.
But her dream brought enormous satisfaction while simultaneously causing a tremendous thirst.
The Male lead Always Seduces Her with His Beauty (Matriarchy)
Xin Jiao Zhou is the leader of the world’s premier sect. She has just experienced betrayal from all sides, was poisoned in an assassination attempt, and faced death squad attacks while the poison was taking effect. After finally clearing out the scum from her sect, she was drugged again while trying to detoxify.
After waking up from a night of unconsciousness, she gained a “beautiful and kind-hearted” husband.
Xin Jiao Zhou: “???”
He fell ill.
She came to see him, bringing breakfast.
As she put down the breakfast and was about to leave, his hand slipped while holding the spoon. “Clank!”
She turned around upon hearing the noise.
He looked up at her, his eyebrows drooping: “My hand… has no strength.”
“Shall I… feed you?” she asked tentatively.
He opened his mouth cheerfully: “Ah—”
Thinking she was drowning, he jumped in without hesitation to save her, but nearly drowned himself. In the end, it was she who swam over to rescue him, giving him air underwater.
After emerging from the water, his ear tips turned red. He lightly brushed his cheek, tucking his sideburns behind his ear, revealing delicate, pink-tinged ear tips. He lowered his gaze, too embarrassed to look at her.
Xin Jiao Zhou: He’s truly beautiful, kind-hearted, and adorable.
A certain someone when disciplining subordinates behind the scenes: “If they don’t obey, just kill them.”
What’s that? She might already have someone she cares about in her heart? A certain someone: Find out who it is, kill them, and then there won’t be anyone.
What? She met a man by the riverside? What? That man even hurt her? A certain someone: Whichever hand hurt her, chop off his entire arm.
Love at first sight without realizing it, gradually falling in love, slowly getting closer…
Family and national grudges, schemes and desires, good and evil, crime and punishment, she and he face the future together, seeking justice with passion!
A naturally dark female lead who could accidentally destroy the world but is actually an honest person VS a weak, pitiful, and helpless but skilled fighter, beautiful white-cut black male lead
My heart is not of stone, how steadfast is your love? — Tao Yuanming “Imitating the Ancients (No. 3)”
— Reading Guide —
Cold female lead & dramatic black lotus with hidden yandere traits male lead
