Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

Jiang Nianxi seemed to be in the bathroom; the light was still on.

He sat down, picked up a fried egg with his chopsticks, and took a bite.

The saltiness is just right, and with a touch of cumin, it has a unique flavor that's different from a regular fried egg.

Sure enough, Jiang Nianxi came out of the bathroom shortly after.

The two people sat facing each other, sharing breakfast on the table.

"...Last night...we didn't take those measures."

Yang An remembered and said in a low voice.

Jiang Nianxi just smiled, unconvinced: "We've never done that."

"..."

Knowing that such incidents were unavoidable, he repeatedly demanded that safety measures be taken to prevent the consequences from worsening.

But this crazy woman always makes excuses and gives vague answers.

He finally managed to convince himself to go to the self-service store and buy a box.

As soon as I got it back, before I even had a chance to use it, the crazy woman threw it away somewhere.

He took another bite of the fried egg: "...Then...what if I get pregnant?"

"Wouldn't it be better if she got pregnant?"

"...We are still students."

"What? I'm not scared, but you are?"

"..."

For Yang An himself, if things really come to that point, the outcome will become completely uncontrollable.

All the measures taken are far less burdensome than a pregnancy test report.

It's like a Damocles' sword hanging over your head.

If no measures are taken, it will eventually come to pass.

"We're still young, and I can grant you so many requests, but... this isn't just for me, it's for you too."

He took a deep breath and spoke sincerely.

"You're only eighteen, your life has so many possibilities. What if you get pregnant..."

"I don't care."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a casual remark from Jiang Nianxi.

She slowly sipped her seaweed soup: "My life?"

"My life is already intertwined with yours. I don't need any messy possibilities. I hate unknown outcomes. I only want a future that I can control."

"...Think about your mother. If you had gotten pregnant out of wedlock this early, you..."

"My mom will understand."

She put down the seaweed soup she had half-finished and responded calmly.

what?

What do you mean, "your mom will understand you"?

Yang An's pupils contracted slightly, and he almost dropped his chopsticks.

What parent would understand if their daughter got pregnant?

It's good enough if they don't kill them.

However, the woman's next words made him tremble all over.

"If you're pregnant, just give birth and raise the baby together. The school will even give you extra credits. It's not like you're refusing, is it?"

"...Besides, we've done it so many times, countless times...maybe it already existed a long time ago."

"..."

Yang An turned his head away: "...Don't overthink it, I'll go buy the medicine in a bit..."

"...What did you say?"

The woman paused, then looked up.

"……otherwise……"

"..."

Jiang Nianxi sneered: "Didn't you say you accepted your fate and didn't want to leave?"

"What? I'm saving your seed, why don't you want it?"

This blatant question made Yang An instinctively wave his hand and explain, "No, that's not what I meant..."

"That's not what I meant. Then what do you mean?"

"I just... I was just thinking that it wasn't very nice of me..."

"I told you, I don't care, I only want you."

"I……"

Jiang Nianxi didn't give him any face, but instead tilted her head and interrupted, "You just want to leave."

"What you said before was just a trick to deceive me, isn't that right?"

"No, that's not it." Yang An was sweating profusely.

Under intense pressure, his hands trembled uncontrollably.

Depend on.

He cursed inwardly.

I wish I hadn't brought this up.

I really wish I could slap myself a few times.

"and……"

Suddenly, Jiang Nianxi smiled and leaned her upper body closer.

They almost kissed.

Yang An leaned back slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing.

Her red lips parted slightly, her voice seemingly tinged with water, like a succubus's seductive whisper: "Besides, weren't you... enjoying it too...?"

"Um?……"

"you!"

Yang An's face turned ashen, but he couldn't find any words to refute it.

"How is it? You're quite satisfied, aren't you? This is a feeling that no other woman can give you."

"Please stop saying that..."

"..."

Jiang Nianxi raised her head, stood up straight, and walked to the young man's side.

She put her arm around his shoulder and lowered her eyes: "...Don't worry, you just need to know that I will never hurt you, I will only be good to you."

"...I won't take any pills, and I won't let you wear any contraceptive devices. I won't use any contraception at all."

"Then, what do you want to do?" Yang An's lips trembled slightly.

"..."

Jiang Nianxi didn't reply, but simply gave him a light kiss on the right cheek.

A moist touch, the right temperature.

If this is meant to be appeasement, it seems particularly ironic...

"You don't have class this morning, so go back to your room and take a nap after you finish eating."

She smiled, her tone indulgent.

"I didn't sleep very long last night, my eyes are all dark. I shouldn't think about too many things during the day..."

"The less you think about, the less you worry...right?"

"..."

This constant, conscious infiltration of thought always made Yang An feel uneasy and his scalp tingled.

Physical humiliation is certainly painful.

But how much longer can he hold on?

Brainwashing day after day, relentless seduction.

Those tender whispers, full of affection, were meant to leave him riddled with holes.

Finally, Yang An lowered his head and replied, "Okay..."

……

Time flies like an arrow; it's gone in the blink of an eye.

Before we knew it, the semester was coming to an end.

Yang An sat in a corner on the second floor of the library, turning the pages of a book with his left hand and holding a pen in his right.

The paper was covered with dense notes.

He glanced at it and then tapped twice on the computer keyboard.

However, before long, the restlessness in his heart gradually interfered with his mind.

He couldn't concentrate on his studies.

He threw down his pen, closed his notebook, and lay down on the table to rest with his eyes closed.

He tried to suppress the raging fire, but the more he suppressed it, the more it burned.

"Tsk..."

He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white and trembled slightly.

Jiang Nianxi.

Jiang Nianxi.

River, Nian, Creek!

bother!

He was completely unable to concentrate.

Every time he looked at this boring code, Jiang Nianxi's name would involuntarily pop into his mind.

The parentheses in the comment were distorted, turning into Jiang Nianxi.

The entire page of code was covered with densely packed Jiang Nianxi characters!

I really feel like I'm about to have a mental breakdown.

"Why did you do this to me..." Yang An clutched his head, his expression contorted in pain.

During the time she lived with Jiang Nianxi, she had no worries about food or clothing, and there was no real physical harm.

But I felt depressed, panicked, and couldn't breathe.

He was caught between escaping and being unable to escape, unable to move.

Reason told him not to let appearances erode his mind.

But his emotions, whether intentional or unintentional, were guiding him towards the abyss ahead.