"Addicted?"
When Lu Xin first heard Vice President Xiao's account, he did not feel anything particularly unusual.
If it was only nightmares, then as far as he was concerned, they were still something he could accept...
But when he heard Vice President Xiao's final sentence, he suddenly realized where the problem lay.
Under Lu Xin's gaze, Vice President Xiao helplessly scratched at his own hair.
His hairstyle, which looked as though he had deliberately washed and styled it that morning, immediately became somewhat disheveled.
Then he let out a long breath and smoked away a whole section of the cigarette in one drag. "Every day, that person forces me to eat..."
"Eat that kind of thing."
"Although it's an extremely terrifying dream, I... I was still forcibly made to develop a taste for it."
"Some people say that there's actually no sense of taste in dreams. That's false. We just rarely remember the taste of things in our dreams while we're awake. But when we're actually dreaming, no matter how absurd the dream is, everything feels real. In the dream, I eat my... eat that thing in different ways every day, and then I taste an indescribable delicacy. Even after waking up, I can't forget it."
"During that period, I started eating meat like crazy. I tried all kinds of meat, but... it didn't work."
Only after speaking this far in one breath did he stop, somewhat exhausted. His bloodshot eyes fixed desperately on Lu Xin as he said in a low voice, "No food in reality can compare to the flavor I tasted in my dreams. Compared with what I ate in the dreams, everything in reality was so bland and tasteless, like chewing wood. So, so I... even started hoping that I could fall asleep as soon as