Addicted to Love: Paranoid President You're Toxic

Wen Muxi, who had just fallen into a dream at night, was suddenly awakened by the cell phone bell. With all the lessons before, she still held her eyelids and looked at the number before answering the phone.

At this sight, she immediately woke up completely from her dream and was sleepless.

It's Shen Bihan's phone number, a series of numbers 1, which people can remember firmly at a glance.

The bell is still ringing in the quiet room, but Wen Muxi just looks at the string of numbers quietly and has no plan to pick it up.

Until the phone rang and was forcibly hung up by the system, he called again within a second, so he enjoyed it again and again.

Wen Muxi only intended to listen to the bell quietly until the man no longer insisted, but the sky was at this time when heavy rain was coming. It was terrible to look at lightning and thunder.

I remember when she broke up with Shen Bihan, it was almost such a weather. Unexpectedly, she still connected the phone.

"Will you come back?"

Until Shen Bihan's voice came clearly through the phone, Wen Muxi suddenly returned to his mind and secretly scolded himself as evil. Otherwise, how could he answer the phone.

She was about to hang up when she heard Shen Bihan say again at the other end of the phone: "I'll pick you up. Shall we go back together?"

The voice, which was not afraid of any harm, was as gentle as a lover in coaxing hot love, and called Wen Muxi with a jump in his heart.

After his heart beat, Wen Muxi reflected the meaning of his words in the next second and asked, "where do you say you are?"

"Your house is downstairs."

With Shen Bihan's voice, Wen Muxi immediately bounced down from the bed. Without shoes, he rushed to the window and opened the window. The strong wind before the rainstorm couldn't open people's eyes.

He closed his eyes and calmed down. When he opened it again, Wen Muxi saw the situation downstairs. Shen Bihan was dressed in a black Gaoding suit and stood under the street lamp with his head down. His snow-white gloves were particularly conspicuous under the dark yellow light.

And look at his situation, it doesn't seem right

Wen Muxi couldn't say what was wrong for a moment. He just looked at the rainy weather and hurriedly advised him coldly.

"I won't see you. Go back."

"But I want to see you."

“……”

There was no hesitation, and even some weak tone called Wen Muxi directly. The whole person was stunned there. For a moment, he didn't know how to respond.

"I miss you."

"Shall we stop making trouble?"

"Without you, the house is too clean, but empty."

“……”

Shen Bihan's voice came from the other end of the mobile phone. Every word called Wen Muxi, and he was very distressed.

She can't wait to rush downstairs now.

But she can't!

"We've broken up. Don't wait for me. Go back."

After forcibly interrupting Shen Bihan's words and forcing himself to say such a cruel sentence, Wen Muxi quickly hung up the phone.

She was afraid that if Shen Bihan continued, she would really lose her mind completely.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Muxi directly turned off his mobile phone, threw it aside, jumped back to bed, pulled the quilt over his head again, and looked like he didn't hear anything outside the window.

Less than two minutes later, the rainstorm pounded the windows, coupled with the roar of the wind and the sound of lightning and thunder, as if to turn the world upside down.

Wen Muxi couldn't sleep at all and was very flustered.

Hesitated for nearly ten minutes, he couldn't help bouncing up from the bed, rushed to the window and looked out.

She thought that Shen Bihan should have left. The man was not stupid. In addition, he was so clean. How could he wait for her in the rain.

But he kept that posture, leaned against the street lamp and waited for her without an umbrella. He was embarrassed by the pouring rain. He didn't mean to leave at all and stood there motionless.

Wen Muxi was surprised. She didn't even have time to wear slippers. She rushed out of the room to find an umbrella, but at the moment of opening the door, she hesitated and took her hand back.

It was not easy for her to divide her hand with Shen Bihan. What if all her previous efforts are wasted after going out this time?

She is not qualified to be with him.

When Wen Muxi returned to the room, he finally found that Shen Bihan's mother Qin Meishu had called her number and wanted Qin Meishu to send someone to pick Shen Bihan back.

But obviously, Qin Meishu was afraid of her pestering the Shen family, so she called her number once and cancelled it. She dialed it and was in a blank number state.

She had already cleared everything about the past. She didn't have any of the numbers of those friends around Shen Bihan. The only flower gentleman who called was mostly happy to see the play.

After another 20 minutes in the living room, Wen Muxi saw that the rain was not going to decrease or stop. Wen Muxi bit his teeth, took his umbrella and wallet, and went out of the door.

When she found the embarrassed Shen Bihan under the street lamp, she only regretted why she didn't come down early.

She had never seen Shen Bihan so embarrassed in her life.

"Bi Han!"

She exclaimed in surprise. She didn't finally open the umbrella until she ran to him. She tiptoed to cover the umbrella over his head, but it was obviously useless. Shen Bihan had been drenched through for a long time, and the water droplets were dripping down the hair in front of her forehead.

"Mu Xiaoxi." Shen Bihan happily called her nickname, put his wet head directly on her shoulder, and said happily: "I know you will come."

Wen Muxi didn't find out what was wrong with Shen Bihan until this time. It turned out that this guy was drunk. Otherwise, with his sober temperament, he would have killed him and would never do such a thing.

For a time, she was distressed and helpless: "how much did you drink?"

"Not much, not much, so little." Shen Bihan also raised his hand specially, compared a special short distance between his index finger and his thumb, and said in a coquettish tone: "don't be angry, Xiao Xi."

"Do you treat me as a three-year-old child? If there is only such a little, you can drink like this? A smell of wine..." Wen Muxi said, his voice has unconsciously become a little choked.

After being exposed, Shen Bihan simply didn't explain. He stretched out his hand to hold her and tried to make her angry in this way. This is just like a scoundrel when he was awake.

"Go back quickly, there are people waiting for you at home." Wen Muxi took a deep breath and advised him with a soft voice.

"I don't." Shen Bihan, who was drunk, was calm and terrible. He even refused for granted. He said, "a place without you is not home."

“……”

Wen Muxi's nose was sour. He couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears on his face.

"I'm the heir of the Shen family again. I can give you everything you want. Will you come home with me?"

She has no right to go home with him

Wen Muxi swallowed those unspeakable bitterness and silently helped Shen Bihan out.

In fact, there is a three-star hotel near the community, but if Shen Bihan wakes up and finds himself in the hotel, he may have to throw his whole body into disinfectant for three days and three nights.

So Wen Muxi could only hold some unstable Shen Bihan and waited in the rain for a long time before he stopped a taxi and reported the address of last month's Bay apartment.

The guard recognized Shen Bihan's face. He wanted to help when he saw the situation, but Wen Muxi knew that he didn't like outsiders to meet him, so he refused the guard's kindness. He helped the drunk man into the elevator.