Dream stomped her foot, complaining, "Xiao Hua~~"
"I'm serious, don't change the subject!"
Zhang Xiaohua shrugged, laughing, "Fine, fine, you say."
But then he continued, "Actually, I'm not joking, I haven't had dreams in a long time either!"
Dream looked up at Zhang Xiaohua and laughed, "You're quite an odd one, I've never heard of someone who doesn't dream."
"Ah, if only I didn't dream like you, that'd be great!"
"Really?" Zhang Xiaohua frowned, "What kind of weird dreams do you have that make you so scared?"
Dream bit her lip and said, "Actually, my memories of these strange dreams aren't very sharp, but I always feel that the dreams are very real, like killing someone, I can even feel the taste of blood...."
"Hehe," Zhang Xiaohua laughed, "Can you really kill someone? I think you wouldn't dare to kill a chicken."
"Really!" Dream, afraid that Zhang Xiaohua wouldn't believe her, continued, "Not only killing people, but also many other things."
