Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

In order to quickly stop his senior from overthinking, Yang An had no choice but to explain, "Senior Gu, don't think too much about it. I didn't have her when school started... She's someone I met in my class."

"Oh... okay."

"Ha ha……"

"So, are you two boyfriend and girlfriend now?" Gu Shuiyao's expression froze slightly, but she had to find out the answer to this question.

Suppressed as much as I am.

It's absolutely unacceptable that she became a mistress for no reason.

"..."

Yang An looked away, a hint of melancholy in his eyes: "I suppose so..."

"...Haha, it's okay, junior, it's okay. Since you have a boyfriend, deleting me from your friends list was the right thing to do."

Even though Gu Shuiyao was somewhat prepared for the positive answer, she still couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Staying any longer would only make me feel awkward and uncomfortable.

She hurriedly picked up the bent pink hair clip from the ground, laughing as she backed away, "Well, I'll be going now, junior. Sorry to have bothered you earlier, I'll be going now..."

With a dull ache in her toes, the girl limped away in a disheveled state, disappearing at the end of the path.

Yang An was left standing alone in the same spot.

"..."

He took out his phone, which displayed a few messages that had just popped up from "Wife and Baby".

Wife/Baby: [When you've finished talking to that woman, come out.]

Wife/Baby: [I'm waiting for you on the bench outside.]

Wife/Baby: [I brought you a lunchbox.]

really.

He knew why, for the past six months, he had felt like he was being watched wherever he went.

It was not a direct gaze.

It is an omnipresent and extremely pervasive form of spying.

So that's how it is... Hehe.

Yang An put away his phone and walked forward expressionlessly.

About two minutes later, after leaving the pine forest, I found myself in a vast, empty square, where more and more people gradually gathered.

On one side of the exit, there was a row of neatly arranged benches.

That familiar figure was sitting in the closest seat, quiet and reserved. Ever since he came out, everyone's gaze had been fixed on him.

"Have you finished talking?" Jiang Nianxi tilted her head.

Yang An glanced at her and silently sat down beside her.

Seeing the young man's perpetually somber expression, Jiang Nianxi remained unperturbed, calmly tapping away on her phone: "What's there to be nervous about? I'm not going to do anything to that woman..."

"I know everything you were saying."

"No longer hiding it?"

"...You're my darling, I'm worried about you, what's the problem?"

She gently rubbed the young man's head and whispered softly.

"You have no conscience. Wouldn't you only obey if you were tied up with a rope?"

"So you mean I'm just your dog, or even your slave, with no human rights, right?"

Yang An's question made Jiang Nianxi laugh.

She laughed and said, "I really don't know whether to call you stupid or naive."

"How could you be a dog? You're my other half, sweetie..."

Even if you're a dog, you're still just my one and only good dog.

"..."

"Okay, I'm not kidding you anymore."

Jiang Nianxi withdrew her small hand and looked up at the azure sky.

"The school is having a 'return to our alma mater' event, are you going?"

Yang An finally showed a slight change in expression, frowning as he asked, "What activity?"

A visit to my alma mater.

It sounds like I have some recollection of it.

"It's just...we go to our own high schools to give presentations and promote our schools."

"..."

With this explanation, Yang An immediately recalled his senior year of high school, also at the beginning of the year, when many senior students came to get a PPT, and some even gave out souvenirs.

Jiang Nianxi continued, "After the report is submitted, they will also give me a bonus in GPA. It's not much, but every little bit helps, so I signed up."

Suddenly remembering something, Yang An turned his head and asked in confusion, "Your abilities shouldn't require such a meager GPA, right...?"

"Who said I needed it? It's for you."

"For me?"

"You don't need to do any work. I've already taken care of everything, including the manuscript and copywriting. I'll be the one giving the presentation, and you can just come along."

Jiang Nianxi handed the boxed lunch in her hand to him.

The outer shell of the boxed lunch still radiated a faint heat, and the aroma of the rice seeped into Yang An's sense of smell through the gaps.

"I was in a bit of a rush today and didn't cook, so I just brought you this. I hope you don't mind?"

"..."

"Jiang Nianxi, you don't need to be so good to me..."

Yang An spoke calmly, opened the lunchbox, and found it contained a rice bowl with green peppers and shredded pork, a very common type of lunchbox.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nianxi dismissed it: "You're my sweetheart. If I don't treat you well, who else can I treat well?"

"The better you treat me..."

As he spoke, Yang An barely managed to control his trembling hands.

"I am increasingly...in pain."

"Um?"

"Jiang Nianxi, you are very good, you are an excellent girl... To be honest, if it weren't for what happened before, I wouldn't want things to turn out this way..."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm being very serious, and I hope you'll listen, okay?"

Yang An took a deep breath and placed the boxed lunch aside.

He looked at Jiang Nianxi with a serious gaze: "If you really care about me, then don't let us torture each other like this."

"I've been in pain for the past six months, and I know you've been in pain too. If we live our whole lives following your example, neither of us will be happy."

"Your kindness to me is genuine, I see it all, but you must understand that the hurt and psychological trauma you inflicted on me are also genuine."

"The better you treat me, the more pain and struggle I feel inside. I feel like I'm going to have a mental breakdown, do you know that? Do you know how much pain I'm in?"

"..."

Jiang Nianxi's smile remained unchanged, but... she was slightly taken aback.

"What do you mean?"

She asked softly.

Yang An lowered his head, his eyes unfathomable: "Jiang Nianxi, the game of cat and mouse isn't fun."

"Forcing me to stay by your side will only waste your life."

"I admit your methods are simplistic and brutal, and I can't find a way to counter them. But honestly, have you really been happy these past six months? Are you satisfied just because I'm by your side...?"

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Nianxi interrupted, "I'm very happy."

"?"

Yang An's remaining questions were stuck in his throat as he stared at the woman with a strange expression.

Jiang Nianxi turned to the side, reopened the boxed lunch, and took it in her hand.

Her tone was neither happy nor sad, revealing no real emotional fluctuation: "I said a long time ago that I don't want anyone but you."

"My pain doesn't stem from your negativity; I don't care about that. What pains me is that you... are always thinking about leaving me."

The woman gripped the chopsticks tightly, her breathing becoming increasingly heavy.

"Do you know?"

She smiled bitterly and said, "You think you've hidden all those tricks well, but I know them all."

"Staying with me will cause you pain, but letting you go means I've lost all hope of living..."

"I'm being nice to you, and I'm pretending not to see your little tricks. I just want you to accept me a little bit more."

Even just a little bit would be fine...