Plot Starts:***

I think Bian Boxian is finally annoyed by me-

He pursed his particularly beautiful lips tightly, his eyes flashed with impatience, and he said coldly, "Have you made enough trouble?" ”

I was stunned and continued to shout in a hoarse voice, "No! Bian Boxian, are you going to die? I beg you, will you die? ”

He let me go abruptly.

I was stunned.

He slowly put on his shirt, buttoned it one by one, and glanced at me, "You really want me to die?" ”

My mind went blank, and I didn't even react to his words, I just nodded desperately, tears poured out uncontrollably, and my pillow was wet.

"Good. I die. Bian Boxian looked at me directly, and a nonchalant chuckle appeared on his lips, "But Xiaoyi, I will definitely not make you feel better." Absolute. ”

I froze and looked at Bian Boxian in disbelief.

He sat next to me, looking at me with a smile on his face, with a tiny shimmer of sunlight in the corners of his eyes, a sickly complexion lined with a loose white shirt, and a flaxen hair that was unkemptly messy, adding to the seduction.

But he looked at me with pity.

I don't understand why he looked at me like that.

He had his usual breezy and careless smile, a smile as sweet as a child but a damn evil spirit. But I know it's changed, he's changed.

From the moment I said, "I beg you to die," it changed.

"What do you mean?" My pupils fluttered violently, and even my voice became ridiculous.

"I said I'm going to die." He repeated again indifferently, the smile on his face spreading like a mist.

I grabbed my hair, tried to pull the corner of Bian Baehyun's clothes, and whispered but cautiously, "You misunderstood, I didn't mean that......"

"Do you remember what you drank last night?" Bian Boxian dodged my hand, his eyes fell on some unknown corner of the air, and he spoke in a hoarse voice, "It's hallucinogenic inside." ”

I looked at him with trembling breath and fear in my eyes.

He finally looked at me, looked at me with compassion, and the smile on his lips seemed to be very satisfied with my reaction, "Yes, I gave you hallucinations, but those doses are not addictive at all. Someone later drugged you, a very small amount, every day, do you know what this situation is? It's like chronic poisoning, and when it reaches that critical point, it attacks. ”

"So, what I mean is very clear, since the last time I injected you with hallucinations, this latest type of drug* with no price, someone bought it in large quantities and then used it for you every day." There was a hint of mockery in his glass-like pupils, and there was a deep curve between his eyebrows, "Who do you think it will be?" Who has the ability to buy this extremely toxic * product that is not on the market at all, and is very patient to add it little by little, and you can still not notice it at all, huh? Who else but him? ”

My brain was in chaos, and I had no ability to think at all, just staring straight at Bian Boxian.

His eyes were filled with a mist of mist, and I couldn't see the love in his eyes, and the trademark unpredictable smile on his face made my heart cold.

"Xiaoyi, you should believe me. I know you didn't look at what I gave you last time, but you say, who else but Luhan? ”

I know what he means, I understand everything.

I just don't want to believe it.

I don't want to believe that the boy who always has a warm smile like the warm winter sun in his memory, a boy with a charming smile, and a teenager who always has a little bit of broken light in his eyes will be the kind of person that Bian Boxian said.

I suddenly felt lost, I felt very useless, and I didn't know the people around me at all.

And Bian Boxian, who was sitting next to me, tilted his head and chuckled and looked at me, his eyebrows, eyelashes, and pupils seemed to be hazy after the ink painting was blurred, and his good-looking smile was still filled with rich bewitchment.

I sat up slowly, put on Baehyun's shirt that was on the head of the bed without saying a word, and looked at him very calmly.

"I said that I believe in Lu Han unconditionally, no matter what he does, I believe he is good to me. So, Mr. Bian, can you put away your means of provoking our relationship? ”

Bian Boxian put away his smile and looked at me with a blank look, his expression was like waking up from a dream.

He stood up gently, and I realized that he was already dressed, but I didn't notice it at all, and cold sweat broke out in my palms.

Bian Boxian paced lightly, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, picked up the remote control on the table next to him, and pressed it.

The glass windows rise slowly.

It was only then that I remembered that Bian Boxian had asked the designer to design this window so that it could be opened.

I had a clear sense of what he was going to do, but I couldn't tell.

It's so cold, the cold blows in, I subconsciously shrink my body, and then struggle to rush towards Bian Boxian with wide eyes.

In the next moment, the person standing next to the floor-to-ceiling window disappeared completely, and there was no breath at all