i love you and i am guilty

Chapter 1 The Last Supper

Tang Xiaoran said: My obsession is too deep. If I am alive but cannot hug you, I will go crazy.

Everyone has obsessions, and Tang Xiaoran's obsession is Shen Muyan.

Tang Xiaoran was too persistent, and his persistence became obsession.And obsession hurts others as well as oneself.

Tang Xiaoran didn't care about hurting herself, but cared about hurting him and others, so when she understood this truth, she made a decision that no one thought she would make—let go, let him go free.

But as she said, if she was alive but couldn't hug Shen Muyan, she would go crazy.Tang Xiaoran, who was extremely tired, lay quietly in a pool of blood in her apartment on that cloudy evening, with an extremely peaceful face. She thought she had finally ended this obsession with love...

Shen Muyan got the freedom he dreamed of, but lost her, only to realize how his life became extremely boring instead, as if he had lost something extremely important... Tang Xiaoran, he regretted it.

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Tang Xiaoran was standing in the kitchen, cooking that person's last dinner, although... she had never eaten a bite of the food she cooked.

Tang Xiaoran stirred the hot porridge in the casserole, with a self-deprecating smile... The porridge had been boiled for five or six hours before it had a thick but not greasy taste, but even if it was cooked with such care, so what?
That person never took a bite of her cooking. She once saw that person was hungry at night, and paid for it with a bucket of instant noodles at will... He would rather eat instant noodles than take a bite of her cooking. of.

Under the light, Tang Xiaoran's face was a little pale, and he looked at the time, 2:[-]... In [-] minutes, the man should be back.

At [-]:[-], there was the sound of the door opening of the villa, Tang Xiaoran glanced at her watch again... It was really [-]:[-], no more and no less, her eyes showed a deep sense of self-mockery.

She forced that person to go home every day without staying overnight, so that person chose to step into the door of this house at [-]:[-] every day.

"Let's eat when you come back. I made your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs, and black-bone chicken and mushroom porridge." Tang Xiaoran turned and walked to the dining table.

There was a sudden heat and humidity in her ears, and someone blew hot air on her neck: "Mrs. Shen, [-] o'clock is just right." Shen Muyan's deep and magnetic voice was buried in her ears, and he said in a low voice:

"I have fully fulfilled that contract and fulfilled every request of Mrs. Shen very sincerely, but Mrs. Shen's order is my obedience, huh..."

Like a sharp thorn of ice!

Caught off guard, Tang Xiaoran's heart ached from the stabbing.

Tang Xiaoran clenched her fists tightly, with pain and sadness in her eyes.

After seven years, she thought she should have gotten used to it, but in the end... Tang Xiaoran's self-deprecating eyes became more and more intense.

Resisting the pain in her heart: "Drink some porridge, you smell of alcohol, you must have drank a lot today, drink some porridge to moisten your stomach." She said as she poured a bowl of black-bone chicken porridge for Shen Muyan.

Shen Muyan walked to the dining table cynically, and tapped twice with his slender fingers. He looked a little naughty, and then picked up the spoon beside him. Tang Xiaoran's eyes lit up, and a hint of surprise flashed by... She did it He never eats anything.

Shen Muyan clearly caught the joy in Tang Xiaoran's eyes, the sarcasm in his cold eyes flashed away, with a "click", he threw the spoon in his hand into the small bowl, and looked at Tang Xiaoran playfully:

"Mrs. Shen, aren't you disgusting? Every day, every day, there is a show of affection," he glanced at the table of food in front of him, and then landed on Tang Xiaoran's slightly pale face again. His sharp words broke through The last dream compiled by Tang Xiaoran:

"In the past seven years, have I ever had a bite of your cooking?" Shen Muyan turned around suddenly: "It's ridiculous!"

Tang Xiaoran stood under the light, and the light reflected her face even paler.

(End of this chapter)