BXBX NOVEL Chapter 429 Allergic To Mushrooms
He was absolutely adorable right now.
Hearing my thoughts, he narrowed his eyes at me and waited until I had finished getting dressed before opening the door.
"What the fuck do you want?" sneered Wang Chao, blocking the other man's view into the room.
"I need to check on the Queen," said Bin An Sha. "I also brought her a cup of mud water."
I raised my eyes and looked at Wang Chao. There was no way anyone was going to get me to drink that thing again, even if it wasn't what made me sick in the first place. I frantically shook my head no, and Wang Chao turned his attention back to the man in front of him.
"You know she is allergic to mushrooms; the rest of the guys have already explained that to you," said Wang Chao, not budging an inch. And the idiotic man thought he had something to prove.
"But it is impossible for her to be allergic to mushrooms. I know that the drink did not poison her as the others claim," said Bin An Sha, holding his ground. I would have to give it to him; most would have long crumbled under the look he was getting from Wang Chao.
"So you think what? That I will just stand aside while you give her something that almost killed her not 24 hours ago?"
"I figured if she was healthy—" Before Bin An Sha could finish his sentence, Wang Chao had him by his neck and pinned up against the wall. And he was definitely not as gentle as he was with me.
"Do not test me," said Wang Chao through gritted teeth. "I thought that you would be able to look after her if something had happened to me, so I let you tag along. But make no mistake, I will kill you if you upset her. Now, fuck off. That drink is never getting near her. Do you understand me?"
Bin An Sha looked at me sullenly as if I was going to intercede on his behalf when it came to any of the guys. I snorted and purposefully looked away. The bond between us was nowhere close to what I had with the guys when I first met them. Something told me that as much as we might have had a connection way back when, at the end of the day, I could still live without him.
"I'm telling you, it is not the drink. Everyone in City A drinks it and are just fine," pressed Bin An Sha, his face turning red as Wang Chao increased the strength of his grip.
"And I am telling you, she is allergic to mushrooms," answered Wang Chao evenly.
"That is scientifically impossible," sputtered the other man, looking back and forth between us. "Tell him," he encouraged me.
I let out a sigh and turned my attention to Wang Chao. "I am allergic to mushrooms. I have always been allergic to mushrooms. In the three lives that I can remember, I have been allergic to mushrooms." Turning back to the other man, I huffed out another sigh.
"There, I told him. Are you happy now?" I demanded. "Now, get the fuck out of my room. I need to get dressed."
Wang Chao grunted and dragged Bin An Sha out of the room by his throat, closing the door behind him.
I fell back on the bed and let out a third sigh. "You know, they say you shorten your own life every time you sigh," said Violence, coming to sit beside me on the bed.
"Is he right?" I asked, not bothering to turn my head to look at him. "Is it impossible to be allergic to mushrooms?"
"You are fucking the Four Horsemen of the apocalypse, and you are wondering if things are possible or not? I am pretty sure that you are living proof that everything is possible," she answered, lying down beside me.
"True," I acknowledged. "So, what brings you by this time?"
"You," she answered with a smile.
"Well, I figured it wasn't for the guys. What's up?" I asked, not too sure if I really wanted to know. After all, this was the woman that sent me into a fucking submarine at the bottom of the ocean for a button I can't even press.
"You have to stay away from all things mushrooms," said Violence, rolling over to look at me.
"Done," I replied. There was no way in Hell I would ever willingly eat a mushroom. And now that I know Bin An Sha is making a point of feeding me mushrooms, I was going to stay away from him, too.
"What do you know about mushrooms?" she asked curiously.
"That they taste like crap and make me sick?" I asked, not sure what she was trying to get at.
"According to folklore, mushrooms have always been a symbol of life, death, and rebirth. Did you know that?" she said, her eyes searching mine like she was hoping that this might be that one clue that would turn on the lightbulb and have me say, 'Eureka, I now know who I am.' Unfortunately for her, I didn't put much stock in folklore.
"So you are saying that I am allergic to life, death, and rebirth? Because I hate to break it to you, I have experienced that at least two to three times in recent memory," I sneered, throwing off the blanket and grabbing my jeans and bra off of the floor.
She let out a bark of laughter. "Yeah, I guess it would be hard to believe that you are allergic to rebirth if you have been reborn countless times up to this point," Violence said, "Just stay away from mushrooms and it is going to be all good."
"Do you want to tell me why?" I asked, all joking aside.
"Have you ever seen Snow White?" wondered Violence, answering my question with another question.
"Yeah, the very first reverse harem," I chuckled, causing Violence to roll her eyes.
"Hardly, there were reverse harems since the beginning of time. But I digress… You are allergic to mushrooms the same way she was allergic to apples."