Chapter 356: Nightmare’s Eighteen Techniques to Lull to Sleep (4)

Chapter 356: Nightmare's Eighteen Techniques to Lull to Sleep (4)

Jiang Zhuxiu didn’t answer Song Chuyi’s question but instead asked, “Feeling sleepy?”

Without waiting for a response, he seemed to smile slightly.

“If you’re sleepy, get some rest.”

He seemed quite eager for Song Chuyi to sleep, even his question had a hint of a seductive whisper.

Unexpectedly, Song Chuyi shook his head, “I’m not tired at all!”

“You seem really busy, Minister. Can I help with anything?”

“I may not be as skilled as you, but I can still handle some minor tasks.”

As he spoke, he sat up eagerly.

His eyes sparkled with energy, showing no trace of sleepiness.

Jiang Zhuxiu stopped typing for a moment.

“No need,” he said, looking away, “Just rest.”

He went back to typing.

The intricate code on the screen was impressive, making it clear that Jiang Zhuxiu’s professional skills were formidable.

But Song Chuyi sneaked a peek—oh, he’s writing code for a small game.

He was curious how long Jiang Zhuxiu would keep up the human act.

Humans need to sleep a couple of hours a day, right?

He doubted Jiang Zhuxiu would stay awake forever.

Thinking this, Song Chuyi grabbed his phone and started scrolling.

In this world, he didn’t need to pretend to sleep, so he could use his phone freely.

The steady tapping of the keyboard was almost soothing, making him feel a little sleepy.

Luckily, he was mentally alert. Even though he was a bit tired, he wasn’t sleepy.

Eventually, the typing stopped.

Song Chuyi immediately turned his head and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Jiang Zhuxiu, who had been trying to get Song Chuyi to sleep: ...

The stern look on his face softened, replaced by a puzzled expression.

“Not sleepy?”

The overhead light cast a shadow over him.

The backlight made it hard for Song Chuyi to see his face, but the almost uncontrollable shadow behind him caught his attention.

“Not sleepy,” Song Chuyi sat up, crossing his legs, propping his face with one hand, and asked curiously, “Minister, are you sleepy?”

"Are you ready to sleep?"

"Don’t worry, I’ll stay right here with you."

"If you have a bad dream, I’ll wake you right away."

Jiang Zhuxiu fell silent again.

In this world, there’s no nightmare that could haunt him.

"I’m not tired," he said, glancing at the clock. "It’s only 2 a.m."

"We have to be at the office by 9."

"You can sleep as much as you like."

He kept bringing up sleep—his intentions were clear.

Song Chuyi pretended to yawn.

"Honestly, I’m not tired."

"Minister, I heard the president’s office asked you to report on your work recently?"

Jiang Zhuxiu frowned, finally remembering.

"Yeah, they reached out once."

He added, as if recalling, "They didn’t hassle me."

If they had, he’d have given them a nightmare they’d never forget.

Even though he’s living as a human now, deep down, he’s still a nightmare.

Nightmares don’t care about human norms—they only care about their own desires.

Jiang Zhuxiu’s lashes dipped. "Is that why you’re awake?"

Song Chuyi thought of his earlier rambling and nodded.

"Yes."

Jiang Zhuxiu’s brows knit, a strange feeling stirring in his chest.

"You really like me that much?" he asked again.

"Yeah, I really like you, Minister."

He smiled, his stunning eyes fixed on Jiang Zhuxiu.

The overhead light was bright, but it paled next to his smile.

The light seemed to cling to him, leaving no room for shadows.

Jiang Zhuxiu’s fingers twitched, and he blinked slowly.

"Oh," he said flatly, his tone oddly detached.

After all, he was never human to begin with.

Nightmares don’t talk about liking or loving; those are human emotions.

After a brief silence, Jiang Zhuxiu spoke again.

"If you like me so much, then go to sleep."

Only when Song Chuyi falls asleep can Jiang Zhuxiu enter his dreams and feed on his negative emotions.

With such a beautiful soul, such a radiant person, his negative emotions must be incredibly delicious.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, as if he couldn’t wait to savor him.

But Song Chuyi shook his head once more.

"I like you, but I’m not sleepy."

"It’s only 2 a.m., still way too early."

"Minister, do you always work this late after getting off work?"

"Do you even have time for yourself?"

"Or what do you do for fun when you’re bored?"

…………

Song Chuyi’s mouth never stopped moving, constantly chattering away.

The bedroom was filled with Song Chuyi’s voice, echoing from all sides, disrupting the quiet.

At first, Jiang Zhuxiu kept his cool, but gradually, helplessness showed in his eyes.

"You…"

He cut Song Chuyi off.

"Do you ever stop talking?"

He had only recently been assigned here and rarely interacted with his subordinates.

Before today, he barely noticed Song Chuyi.

If it weren’t for being stuck in an elevator with him today and catching the scent of his soul, he might not have noticed him at all.

He thought Song Chuyi would be easy to lull to sleep, but two hours later, the guy was still talking.

Song Chuyi, interrupted, smacked his lips like he wasn’t done talking.

"Not really, no."

"Do I really talk that much?"

"Actually, it’s pretty average."

He waved his hand, "Don’t flatter me too much, I’ll get embarrassed."

Jiang Zhuxiu: …

"Quiet down for a bit," he said.

Song Chuyi put his hand to his mouth, mimicking zipping his lips.

Jiang Zhuxiu turned back to his work.

After a few minutes of silence, Song Chuyi felt his mouth getting restless.

He picked up his phone, opened a food delivery app—tons of coffee shops popped up.

Maybe no one felt like sleeping, so even at four in the morning, there were still many shops open.

He picked one at random, ordered some snacks, and checked out in one smooth motion.

The delivery rider quickly accepted the order and rushed off to the store.

Ten minutes later, the delivery arrived.

Song Chuyi sneaked out to grab the delivery, then sat back down by the bed and started cracking open sunflower seeds.

Jiang Zhuxiu, who had been watching Song Chuyi the whole time: ...

With such a big bag of snacks, he reasonably suspected that Song Chuyi really wasn't going to sleep tonight.

This is... going to be a problem.