Addicted to Love: Paranoid President You're Toxic

No matter how much you don't give up, no matter how many reasons you want to delay.

People who can't be together can't be together all the time.

Staring at Shen Bihan, after taking the medicine to control paranoia and accompanying him through lunch, Wen Muxi really wanted to put him down when he put down his chopsticks.

"Remember to take good care of yourself in the future. Don't even eat when you're busy. Your stomach disease is not light. It's estimated that you've been dragged seriously by yourself these days?" she told him before she left.

Shen Bihan's hand holding chopsticks couldn't help shaking, but it just returned to normal.

"So worried about what to do, as long as you stay with me, how can I forget these." he smiled.

Wen Muxi almost immediately broke through and said, "don't you see? We can't be together anymore."

"I still love you. You obviously still have me in your heart. Why can't you be together?" Shen Bihan raised his voice.

"But compared with you who teased me, I can't live up to Huajun's kindness to me." she said ruthlessly.

The existence of Hua Jun is both an excuse and an obvious fact, although... She is separated from him not only because of Hua Jun.

Her words overflowed. Shen Bihan was silent for a long time. When Wen Muxi almost thought he had given up, he suddenly made a sound.

"What if he dies?"

The quiet voice seemed to make an assumption casually, but Wen Muxi, who deeply understood Shen Bi's cold nature, knew that the concept of "just talking" never existed in what he said.

At that moment, she even held her breath. Looking at Shen Bihan, her pupils widened instantly, and even forgot what to say.

Shen Bihan not only didn't want to deny the meaning of that sentence, but repeatedly asked, "can you be with me as long as he dies?"

The word "death" hurt Wen Muxi deeply like a huge current, which almost stopped her heart.

"It's impossible to be together well, but if he really died because of you, I might be able to break the net with you." after slowing down, she smiled like a joke, but it's not a joke. In fact, it's very obvious.

The four eyes are opposite. Because Wen Muxi can't give in, the last concession can only be Shen Bihan. Although he doesn't care about Huajun's life and death, Wen Muxi cares.

"Can't you don't care so much about him when you're in front of me?" he said reluctantly and asked for a compromise.

Wen Muxi just looked at him quietly and expressed his refusal in a silent way.

Shen Bihan was a little sad because he was so tough that he couldn't discuss anything. He stood up and left the table without saying anything.

Wen Muxi sat for a while and cleaned up all the tableware in the kitchen. When he entered the living room, he saw Shen Bihan sitting on the sofa in the living room without saying a word, holding the eight tone box shaped like a carousel that can only rotate after recovery but can no longer make a sound.

Sad looks like being abandoned by the world.

Wen Muxi thought of Shen Bihan's father Shen Qian's wedding day. She met Shen Bihan in the rose garden. He was like this, but now he looks more sad than that day.

The mouth that intended to leave suddenly couldn't spit out a word.

"Do you want to go again?" he came to her with the rotating music box. He asked in a whisper like a tweed. His light gray eyes looked at her quietly, which made her unbearable.

Wen Muxi bit his teeth and finally had to say to him, "sorry."

He reached out and grabbed her: "I don't want to be sorry, I want you."

"I've said it hundreds of times. Why do you pretend you can't hear it every time you read it." Wen Muxi looked up helplessly at Shen Bihan in front of him and said word by word: "I'm not as generous as you. I can't care about the harm you caused to me, so - we're impossible."

Shen Bihan's hand was still holding the music box that had just stopped rotating. The ruthless sentence made his eyes more and more lonely.

He stared at Wen Muxi for a while, then turned his eyes back to the music box and asked softly, "why can the music box be repaired when it is broken, but you won't give me a chance?"

Wen Muxi can only force the heartache down, pretending to be indifferent.

"Shen Bihan, I gave you a chance."

The unusually pale hand trembled at the moment of hearing this sentence. His fingertips deeply held the music box in his hand. From where the white fingertips and the raised green veins on his hand, we can see how much force he used.

He was trying his best to restrain his uncontrollable emotions and the dark thoughts in his head.

He didn't want to hurt her, never.

The more he wanted to suppress it, Shen Bihan's fingers were constantly tightening. Although the repaired carousel looked restored, the cracks were still there. Those adhesive marks finally couldn't bear to crack when his fingertips were constantly tightened.

A good carousel music box broke into several pieces and fell to the ground.

Shen Bi looked at the pile of debris coldly. It didn't slow down for a long time.

Wen Muxi was stunned, but the next second she smiled.

"Look, this repaired thing is just repaired in your opinion, so I hold it like a baby, but in fact, it's not the same as it used to be. It's too fragile, just like us."

“……”

I don't know whether he hasn't recovered or for some other reason. This time, Shen Bihan didn't refute her, didn't even look up at her, just stared at the pile of debris quietly, as if he was thinking about her words.

This reaction can appear on Shen Bihan. In fact, Wen Muxi is very lucky.

She waited quietly for a while before she spoke.

"Shen Bihan, I'm tired. Let me go."

Shen Bi's cold fiercely raised his head, and his light gray eyes penetrated the crazy cold.

Compared with his gentle appearance, Wen Muxi doesn't think he has anything to be afraid of now.

She stretched out her hand, pointed to a small piece of music box residue in his hand, smiled and asked, "or do you want me to be like this?"

The tall figure trembled because of this sentence. The ceramic residue in his hand seemed to become a part of wenmuxi's body. It was so hot that he almost subconsciously loosened it.

The remnant fell to the ground and rolled around, waiting to fall at wenmuxi's feet. At this moment, wenmuxi's heart, which had been numb with pain, still smoked twice.

"That's it. From now on, you go back to city B to live your life. I......" Wen Muxi took a deep breath: "there is also my life."

Shen Bihan stared at her for a long time. Without saying a word, he opened the locked door with the key and left first.

Wen Muxi thought that he really let her go this time.

After so long of entanglement, she finally lost her love.