Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

Perhaps, the time spent with Jiang Nianxi was too intense.

Yang An's thoughts have become much more refined compared to before.

It would be a lie to say that you don't notice a girl's awkwardness.

He had a growing suspicion that the other person was deceiving him.

Moreover, the lower Su Lingyi's head was and the softer her voice was, the stronger this thought became.

But... what if it's deception?

Why did Su Lingyi use this reason?

Was her sole purpose simply to have him take her home?

"Please..."

The girl's voice gradually became choked with sobs.

Yang An snapped out of his thoughts. His phone screen was still on the dial pad; he didn't know whether to accept the call or not.

He finally spoke softly.

"Su Lingyi, why...why did you call me out?"

The sudden question drifted lightly into the girl's ears, causing her to pause slightly in surprise.

Su Lingyi slowly raised her head, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears that were about to overflow.

"Yang An, what do you mean... I'm just scared..."

"...I came to help you out of friendship. I don't want you to lie to me. Actually...no one was following you."

Yang An put his phone in his pocket, his tone somewhat helpless.

"..."

Why aren't you answering?

"..."

"Then, I'll take that as your agreement."

The girl remained silent, her profile enveloped by a fluffy shawl.

Seeing this, Yang An remained silent for a while.

"So, what's the reason you used this excuse to get me away from Jiang Nianxi and come find you?"

"...Take me home."

"Um?"

"..."

Su Lingyi didn't say anything more. She took out a tissue from her bag, gently wiped away her tears, and turned away.

By the time Yang An realized what was happening, she had already taken several steps.

"..."

Although all of this happened so inexplicably.

But for some reason, Yang An always felt there were some subtle psychological suggestions.

I won't follow...

It seems like I might miss something important.

Forget it.

He shook his head and started walking.

Given Su Lingyi's previous crush on him, and their status as classmates, what danger could there be?

Besides, that woman Jiang Nianxi... will always leave something on him, won't she?

He wanted to see what this former class representative for Chinese language was up to, using the excuse of being followed to trick him into going out.

Su Lingyi walked ahead, with Yang An following behind.

The two maintained a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

Several times, Su Lingyi deliberately slowed her pace and looked back at him.

His eyes held a complex expression, along with a barely perceptible hint of pain.

She wanted young people to walk alongside her.

However he hesitated, Yang An remained cautious and unwilling to get any closer.

"……Oh."

Seeing this, she lowered her head and chuckled.

From then on, there was no more deliberate waiting.

The two of them remained silent.

She didn't speak, and neither did the young man.

As I walked, the surrounding scenery changed a lot.

Yang An looked around and frowned.

Compared to the old neighborhood where his family lived, the level of prosperity here is simply incomparable.

The same city, yet such a huge difference.

This is enough to prove that Su Lingyi's family background may be far better than he imagined.

They changed classes in their senior year of high school and continued until they graduated from high school.

Yang An had heard some rumors about Su Lingyi.

All I know is that his family is in business, but he's very shy and usually keeps a low profile, which is rather misleading...

and.

His gaze involuntarily lingered on the girl's clothing in front of him.

That fluffy sweater, and that shawl.

He never really cared much about clothes, but the ones Su Lingyi was wearing at least looked to be of good quality.

It's definitely not cheap.

I arrived in a hurry and was only focused on asking about the person following me, so I didn't notice them immediately.

After walking for about seven more minutes, the girl stopped at a high-end gate.

Gilded patterns, exquisite carving art.

This caused Yang An, who was behind him, to stop as well.

"Come in."

Ahead, Su Lingyi seemed to have overcome her previous fear, and her voice returned to normal.

"..."

Su Lingyi's house is very large.

The decor was luxurious enough that, in Yang An's mind, there was only one word to describe it: luxurious.

Magnificent and resplendent.

The vast space left Yang An, who was seeing such a scene for the first time, feeling somewhat dazed.

Su Lingyi sat down on the luxurious sofa and slowly took off her shawl: "Sit down, Yang An."

"The housekeeper is off today, and my parents aren't home either."

Yang An did not comply, but stood at the door.

"Su Lingyi, you can say or do whatever you want now. There's no need to keep us in suspense."

"..."

Su Lingyi chuckled and poured herself a glass of water: "Sit down first."

"..."

Once the young man was seated, she spoke softly and apologized.

"I'm sorry, I lied to you... The excuse about following you was something I made up."

"I know that Jiang Nianxi won't leave you easily, so I can only use this sudden excuse..."

"..."

Yang An didn't take the glass of water, but instead looked puzzled and asked, "What do you mean?"

"...Do you remember?"

"What?"

"Back in high school... I told you that Jiang Nianxi threatened me..."

Su Lingyi took a sip by herself, showing no trace of the panicked and pitiful state she had displayed on the street just now.

Looking back on that past event, it seems I don't care much anymore.

"I don't think you're the type to hold grudges."

"I don't hold grudges, but I remember the pain of losing you..."

"..."

What does that mean?

Yang An frowned, his right hand instinctively gripping the edge of the sofa.

Could it be that Su Lingyi went to all that trouble to call him out and then have him taken home just to bring up these old stories?

This is too... weird.

"Yang An, tell me honestly... is your relationship with Jiang Nianxi what I imagine it to be?"

"Jiang Nianxi has already told you..."

"I don't want to hear that woman say it, I want... to hear it from your own mouth."

Su Lingyi pursed her red lips, and upon closer inspection, her fingertips seemed to tremble slightly.

She was nervous.

Or rather... is it some kind of unwillingness to give up?

Yang An couldn't guess, but if she asked about male-female relationships, what could he possibly answer?

Yes?

Forced?

What's the difference?

Actually, it doesn't really matter.

Whatever the reason, the fact has already happened, and whether we admit it or not is meaningless.

Answering is a way of revealing the scars.

So he remained silent.

Seeing his behavior, even if Su Lingyi was clueless, she understood.

This is something they don't want to say.

It's more like... a default.

Like a meat grinder, it was enough to tear her heart apart.

That completely shattered any sliver of hope she had left.

"I see……"

She hesitated for a moment, then muttered to herself.