Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

"...What?"

Yang An lowered his head. The deep red plastic track stretched endlessly, with some paint chips visible.

"You forgot? You haven't been in the class long, we had PE together over there..."

Jiang Nianxi pointed to several single-pole stilts not far away, next to which was a square sandy area.

Her eyes gradually became unfocused as she drifted into certain memories.

"I remember, in that class, you did the long jump, and I brought you a water bottle from across the room."

"You stepped on your shoelace when you jumped, so you had to step forward a bit, and then you couldn't stop..."

"Don't talk about it anymore, these are old stories... why bring them up?"

Yang An turned his head away, his face growing increasingly dark.

He didn't realize it until it was mentioned; once it was brought up, he remembered it.

It was a physical fitness test. I skipped it the first time, but I was hoping to set a new record for the second time.

As a result, because I didn't notice that my shoelaces were loose, I moved my shoe forward a little, and not only was my score invalidated.

That lunge landed on Jiang Nianxi, who had suddenly appeared.

The two of them embraced and fell to the ground in the middle of the sand.

To make matters worse, Jiang Nianxi was still holding a freshly unscrewed water cup when she fell over, soaking both of their school uniforms.

There were quite a few people present.

Because it was so embarrassing, he deliberately kept it to himself and hoped that time would make him forget it.

Who knew that Jiang Nianxi would bring up such a sensitive topic today?

"What's wrong? Are you shy?"

Jiang Nianxi, however, seemed indifferent, smiling as she met his gaze.

"I even took your clothes home and washed them myself."

"Now that we're together, what's there to be shy about?"

"..."

Suddenly, she chuckled softly and gestured with her chin toward the campus avenue beside her: "I remember, when the college entrance exam was approaching, the two of us went to move books together."

"It seemed to be quite late at the time; we were having evening self-study, and it was very dark."

"You were walking along when you suddenly started saying some strange things to me."

"What impressed me most was that the first time you pushed me hard, you pushed me twice."

"My hands are all cut and bleeding a lot..."

Push her?

Yang An said helplessly, "...Then don't you think about what you've done?"

"What did I do?"

"Do you really want me to embarrass myself by saying this in broad daylight?"

"Hmph... kissing you, how is that wronging you? Back then, so many people couldn't wait to do it."

"...Whatever makes you happy."

You can never win an argument with this woman.

After all, no matter what reason he gave, the other party could always twist it back with fallacies.

Reasoning with Jiang Nianxi was probably the most difficult thing for Yang An.

The two walked side by side on the road. Although only half a year had passed, many places were completely different from what Yang An remembered.

In the distance, a meadow could be seen, where previously there was only an empty irrigation ditch, but now there was no water.

Nowadays, not only has a long artificial stream been built, but a small bridge that is more for decoration than practical use has also been erected.

The dormitory building hasn't changed much; it's still the same building.

The cafeteria seems to have undergone some renovations during the summer after graduation.

Although they looked largely the same, Yang An always felt that something had changed when he looked at this more magnificent building.

"Would you like to go in and have something to eat?" Jiang Nianxi turned around and asked with a smile.

Let's go in and have something to eat...

Yang An pondered for a moment.

To be honest, in his memory, the school cafeteria was... well, let's just say it was a disappointment.

It wasn't bad, but it certainly wasn't delicious either.

It's somewhere between delicious and not delicious.

The most important thing is to see how well the auntie cooks on that day.

However, being cheap is indeed a very good advantage.

He continued, "But we are no longer students at No. 1 Middle School."

"unnecessary."

"Um?"

"Teacher Chen just gave me her card, saying there's still some money in it, enough for us to eat whatever we want."

Jiang Nianxi smiled and, as if by magic, picked up a card and waved it in front of him.

It looks just like a student ID card, except for a label on the side.

"Teacher Chen is a really nice person. We didn't bring any gifts this time, and we even used her card to eat. Isn't that a bit inappropriate?" Yang An scratched his head.

"It's alright, I'll just slip some cash into her office later. Let's go."

Jiang Nianxi took his hand and laughed, "Only one floor is open during tutoring sessions. If we don't leave now, there won't be any food left for us after the senior high school students get out of school."

And so, Yang An was pulled aside by the curtain and led into the restaurant on the first floor.

Looking around, rows of neat, uniform square iron dining tables gleam with a cold, eerie light under the equally neat rows of incandescent bulbs overhead.

At the far end of the row of food service windows, you could already smell the unique aroma of shredded potatoes and rice mixed together, a hallmark of the school.

Jiang Nianxi walked to the first window, which contained chicken leg rice.

She bent down and said, "Auntie, two servings, with an extra chicken leg."

"OK."

A few seconds later, thanks to the aunt's lightning-fast hands, two servings of chicken leg rice were quickly prepared and pushed to the window.

"Does it add it to both?"

The auntie hesitated between two plates, the chicken leg in her spoon steaming hot.

Seeing this, Jiang Nianxi pointed to the portion facing Yang An: "Just add it for him, I don't want it."

"..."

Yang An lowered his eyes and looked at the two chicken legs on the plate, remaining silent.

A corner seat by the window always makes one want to eat.

When they were in their senior year of high school, Jiang Nianxi and he often ate at this table.

Because of the tight schedule, it's clearly not enough to go home for lunch.

"I still miss high school life a little..."

Taking a bite of the juicy chicken leg, Yang An said softly.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Nianxi looked up, somewhat puzzled.

"...Back then, you were still you, and I was still me, and we both longed for a hopeful future."

"..."

She paused for a moment, then calmly picked up a piece of green vegetable and placed it on Yang An's plate.

"There's still hope, why are you suddenly saying such discouraging things?"

"Is there?"

"We will have a happy and fulfilling family in the future, experience lots and lots of fun things, eat lots and lots of delicious food, and you won't have to work, so you can live a comfortable life."

"..."

"Heh, isn't this more hopeful than those who live in a daze?"

Jiang Nianxi's tone was unusually gentle, and her eyes were like a spring, as if they could tolerate all the shortcomings of the young man in front of her.

If we have to put it that way, perhaps... it does indeed fit most people's definition of the future.

No need to work, a seemingly perfect family...

Yang An couldn't help but chuckle: "Everyone has their own ambitions..."

"If I can't make you happy, then no other woman can, understand?"

Faced with his noncommittal attitude, Jiang Nianxi acted as if it didn't matter, and simply silently served him food.