Addicted to Love: Paranoid President You're Toxic

In the same way, if it is for any other irrelevant or uninterested person, Wen Muxi may directly throw a sentence - say something, get out if you have nothing.

But for Shen Bihan

Even if she forced herself to be hard hearted, the sharp blade hurt herself as well.

So she can only make herself look colder and colder

It's best to scare Shen Bihan away in this way.

However, he seems to have been used to it for a long time. It's of no use at all.

"I've said what I should say countless times. I don't want to have anything to do with you at all. What do you want?" Wen Muxi roared, trying to make himself look irritable and impatient.

"Don't be angry. I've always listened to what you said." he also comforted her in a soft voice in turn.

"..." Wen Muxi looked at him in silence and half a sound: "is that what you listen to? Go back for a circle, take a break and come back?"

"No." he shook his head: "I also know that this broken thing is broken. No matter how to repair it, it still can't return to its original appearance as you said."

In fact, when Wen Muxi heard this, his mouth was bitter, but he was still sneering and asking, "so, what do you mean by what you are doing now?"

"Wait for me to finish."

Shen Bihan smiled spoiled and helpless. He bent down and carefully took out a beautifully packaged box from the large paper box placed at the door, carefully held it in his hand and handed it to her with both hands.

Wen Muxi just looked at it indifferently and didn't mean to take it.

Shen Bihan seemed to have expected such a reaction, so he didn't have any dissatisfaction. Instead, he carefully opened the exquisite box cover and held the prepared things in front of her again.

Wen Muxi just took a look, but he couldn't move his eyes anymore.

In the thick lilac paper wadding in the box, a brand-new eight tone box of the carousel was carefully placed in the center of the box. The color and shape were the same as the one she gave him in those years.

It was given by Wen Muxi, so she knew very well that she bought it in a small handicraft shop. The seemingly ordinary carousel music box was made by the boss with light hands. It was the only one in the world.

The handicraft shop closed down a few years ago because of poor management, and the boss didn't know where to move, so she could think of this hard won thing.

"Knowing that the repair was useless, I found the craftsman as I remembered and learned to make another one with him." he smiled and said carelessly, but Wen Muxi was stunned.

She could think of the hard won music box, but she never thought it was made by him!

He took out the eight tone box in the shape of the merry go round from the box and gently turned it twice. With the pleasant notes, the eight tone box began to turn. The Trojan horse full of childlike fun also jumped up and down, just like a reduced version of the merry go round in the amusement park, lifelike.

Wen Muxi was stunned, but Shen Bihan carefully held things in front of her.

"As like as two peas, I'm doing it again, and I'm doing it myself again, the same as before, but it's a brand new, no scar box." he looked at her and asked carefully, "so let's forget everything in the past and start over again, OK?"

Wen Muxi, whose eyes were already sore and swollen, almost couldn't stretch when he heard his words.

This man is really annoying.

You want to give up him, give up everything and really start over, but he just doesn't want to let you go. Every so often, when you think you probably won't think about it, he jumps out again.

"Forget everything and start over?" she lowered her head and softly repeated Shen Bihan's words, and couldn't help laughing.

Cold laughter fell. She raised her hand, grabbed the carefully carved carousel music box in his hand, and smashed it on the wall of the apartment corridor.

"Pa -"

With this dull noise, the good music box was smashed into a pile of abandoned fragments and fell to the ground, just like wenmuxi's own heart.

She raised her voice and roared, "do you know what I did and what I experienced? I dare to say that I should forget everything and start over with you. Do you think I can really forget it!"

Looking at the remnants of the music box and listening to her roaring voice, the first thing Shen Bihan did was painfully grabbed her hand and looked at it carefully.

She fell what he had made himself, but he only cared about her: "did you fall?"

Rao's heart is really a stone. It's impossible to say those hurtful words and do those hurtful things when hearing such words.

What's more, her so-called stone heart has always been false.

Wen Muxi was stunned there. Before he thought of what to do, Shen Bihan took out a white handkerchief to wipe her hands carefully, and then gently held them in his own hands through gloves.

Shen Bihan thought that what Wen Muxi couldn't forget was the things he had hurt her, so he held her hand in his hand for comfort.

"If you don't want to forget something, don't forget it. I will also remember those things well, and then use the time of my life to atone for it, and then try my best to love you. Will you give me another chance?"

His tone was, to some extent, a crime.

But Wen Muxi knows that the one who should atone... Has always been her.

Just

A lot of things she doesn't want to control.

Wen Muxi was blurred by the tears in his eyes. Even Shen Bihan couldn't see clearly.

Finally, she couldn't bear to cry.

When she left city B, she thought her tears had dried up.

Shen Bihan became flustered when he saw her crying. He didn't know what to do. After a while, he remembered to take out a new handkerchief and wipe her tears with trembling hands.

Wiping, the originally flustered Shen Bihan suddenly smiled inexplicably.

"It's good to cry for me." he smiled. He was clearly the former president and looked like a big golden fool in front of her.

Before Wen Muxi understood what he meant, he heard him explain to himself with a smile.

"In the year of separation, I often think about who you are with and what you are doing. As long as I think of who you are around, who you are flirting with, or crying for others, I can't stand it."

Listening to this, Wen Muxi was in a state of bewilderment for a moment. He subconsciously replied, "when you are the flower king, is it you?"

One second ago, it could be said that Shen Bihan was like some soft sticky cake. As soon as Wen Muxi mentioned the names of other men in his mouth, his voice and eyes immediately changed.

"He can't be me all his life!"

“……”

The suddenly changed tone made Wen Muxi not respond, but Shen Bihan put a soft voice line again at this time, half coquettish and half strong command: "I don't like him. Don't mention him in front of me."