Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

Every minute and every second spent by Jiang Nianxi's side was agonizing and against her will.

Just because you can't find it this time doesn't mean you can find it next time.

Let's just go all the way and go all the way.

Since the video is on your phone, you might as well just format the phone.

Yang An knew that it was only a matter of time before he and Jiang Nianxi broke off their peaceful relationship.

He also had that fleeting thought.

Could the crazy woman have copied the video to a USB drive?

Could it be that it has already been moved to other storage devices?

Just thinking about these things makes me tremble all over.

These thoughts were initially rather superficial, but after searching through his phone and finding no videos, Yang An's rationality increasingly leaned towards the latter.

Press.

Press it down...

Yang An's Adam's apple bobbed, and his index finger trembled as he tried to press the command.

Just millimeters from the screen, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his fingers stopped.

No.

That's...too reckless.

If, if the video had already been moved, and he has no clue whatsoever now.

A rash formatting will only cause the emotional bridge that two people have worked so hard to build to collapse completely.

Jiang Nianxi will no longer trust him.

He will never know where the video is hidden.

They will be tied to these videos in the future.

The things that can be used as threats will only increase.

If... you let go of your inner impulses, there's still a chance...

There's still a chance...

Reason gradually prevailed.

Yang An's tense nerves gradually relaxed.

His eyes regained their clarity.

On the other side, the sound of water in the bathroom had completely stopped, and the person inside appeared to be putting on a bathrobe.

With little time to spare, Yang An immediately restored the phone to its original state, cleared the background apps, turned off the screen, and put it back under his pillow.

"Sweetie, it's your turn to wash."

The bathroom door opened, and a refreshing fragrance wafted out.

Jiang Nianxi, wrapped in a white bathrobe, yawned widely.

"good……"

Yang An nodded in agreement, his head bowed, and moved his stiff legs, preparing to put on his slippers.

"...Honey, you didn't do anything bad while I was taking a shower, did you?"

The two brushed past each other, and Jiang Nianxi rubbed her eyes, suddenly blurting out this sentence.

It would have been better if he hadn't said it, because once he did, Yang An almost bit his tongue.

"How could that be? I've already... come to terms with reality. What's the point of making these pointless struggles?"

Going against one's conscience will naturally make one feel awkward.

To everyone's surprise, Jiang Nianxi covered her mouth and laughed after hearing this.

The laughter was like the swaying of copper bells hanging from the eaves, crisp and playful.

"What are you talking about? I mean, have you done anything naughty while I'm taking a shower, you silly boy..."

"...I'm not that kind of person."

Unaware of Jiang Nianxi's presence, Yang An breathed a sigh of relief, though he maintained a serious expression on his face.

"Clatter".

The bathroom door was closed.

The air inside was still thick with mist, warm and cozy, with the scents of jasmine and shower gel filling the nostrils.

The warm water flowed onto Yang An's skin, washing away the dirt.

He slowly opened his eyes, his breathing somewhat rapid.

I thought that once I got the phone and didn't have the password, everything was settled.

did not expect……

This turn of events was something he had never anticipated.

If... the video is still on the phone, but it's hidden quite well, then that's fine.

Anyway, he already knew that Jiang Nianxi didn't have a password.

Can……

What if Jiang Nianxi transferred or copied the video to another device?

"..."

Why?

Why!

Why must all the difficulties always be placed on him alone?

Yang An clenched his fists, but when he thought of Jiang Nianxi outside, his hand, which had been resting against the porcelain wall, fell limply.

If it really is the latter.

Deleting all threatening items, including videos, will be more difficult than ever before.

It's even... an impossible feat.

Because the scope of thought is limited.

But... cyberspace is endless.

In theory, as long as the storage capacity is large enough, threats can be copied one by one and stuffed into countless hidden corners.

Even in the worst-case scenario, Yang An's attempt to remove the threatening measures by stealing equipment is like a person playing with swords in front of a black bear—powerless and laughable.

We have no choice but to abandon this unrealistic fantasy and take a more realistic approach.

That night, the two slept in each other's arms.

The woman's lips curved slightly, as if a faint happiness was creeping into her dream.

Yang An couldn't fall asleep no matter what he did; worries haunted his mind like ghosts, preventing him from finding peace.

The more you think, the more restless your mind becomes.

The night was deep, and the body heat of the person next to him kept sending him warmth, until he finally felt unbearably hot.

……

Good morning, sweetie.

As the first rays of morning sunlight streamed through the window, they fell upon Yang An's face.

The first thing I saw when I woke up wasn't the white ceiling, but Jiang Nianxi's face magnified infinitely.

They were very close, close enough that Yang An could clearly see the reflection in the other person's pupils.

And the subtle trembling of the eyelashes.

"You... um?"

Feeling the pressure on him, he was about to tell the other person to get up.

The next second, Jiang Nianxi closed her eyes, cupped his cheeks, and kissed him.

This kiss was filled with extremely lingering tenderness.

It was as if she wanted to crush all her love and tenderness, hide it in her mouth, and pass it on to the young man.

"Well……"

I had just woken up and was about to be kissed the moment I opened my eyes.

Anyone would be dumbfounded here if they were in this situation.

Moreover, Yang An had just woken up, and his mind was not very clear; it was still quite confused, mixed with some fragments of his dream.

For a moment he was stunned, Jiang Nianxi easily pried open his teeth and went straight in.

"..."

Ten minutes later.

"Mmm...slurp..."

Jiang Nianxi straddled the young man's waist and slowly straightened her upper body.

Yang An, who was below, finally breathed a sigh of relief and took deep breaths of fresh air.

His face turned bright red.

"Oh...good boy, you're not behaving yourself."

Suddenly sensing something, Jiang Nianxi exclaimed in surprise and quickly realized the culprit.

Yang An turned his head away, gritting his teeth as he shoved the woman off him: "Get off me, don't sit on me."

On the one hand, it's unbearable to be under pressure.

On the other hand, it's also somewhat shameful.

After all, some things are simply beyond human control.

Inviting a god is easy, but sending him away is difficult.

To calm down, I need to get rid of this scourge first.

However, no matter how much he pushed her, Jiang Nianxi remained unmoved. Instead, she smiled meaningfully and said, "Good girl, if you like me, just say so. Why are you being so coy..."

Her gaze gradually shifted downwards, and she tilted her head slightly.

"You must be feeling really bad. Let me help you...."