Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

Yang An was overjoyed and quickly stepped aside, revealing the doorknob.

The other person gently placed their hand on the doorknob, their thumb resting on the small ring next to it.

"drop--"

A completely different electronic sound rang out, the door hinges turned, and the luxurious aluminum door finally opened as the woman pulled it open.

"Remember what you said." She turned her head, her expression complex.

Suddenly, she remembered something.

"Jiang Nianxi...that woman, is she very strict about controlling your social interactions?"

When asked this question suddenly, Yang An's Adam's apple bobbed.

Somewhat reluctant.

"……Um."

This is certainly not a very honorable thing.

The general control measures are not too bad.

Unfortunately, Jiang Nianxi's control was even stricter than the requirements of the grade director when she was in high school.

So strict that there was no way to resist; aside from the last bit of privacy, he had almost no autonomy.

"...All chat apps? And messaging, none of them?"

"……yes."

"I see……"

Su Lingyi had her back to him, and a faint sadness could be heard in her voice.

that's the truth.

Besides making phone calls, Jiang Nianxi now watches videos with Yang An.

He remembers one night.

I woke up in the middle of the night, half asleep, and saw the glow of my phone shining from beside my pillow.

Squinting, he saw Jiang Nianxi looking through his video browsing history.

And browsers...

"I'm not asking you for anything more... When you get back, delete the call I just made."

Su Lingyi walked ahead, but very slowly.

She suddenly stopped and looked Yang An up and down meaningfully.

She waved, signaling the other person to come closer.

Although Yang An didn't understand why, he still obediently went over.

Seeing this, Su Lingyi quietly leaned close to her ear, her voice barely audible, so soft that only the two of them could hear it.

"However, if I call you, you must answer. After answering, you can delete the call record, but you cannot block me."

"This is... my absolute limit of tolerance."

"..."

In a corner of Yang An's clothes that he never noticed, a tiny square was flashing an inconspicuous red light.

The two walked to the outermost gilded gate.

Su Lingyi took out a small remote control from somewhere and pressed the red button on the door.

"Buzz—hiss."

Upon receiving the instruction, the small pulleys underneath the gate began to work, separating from the middle to both sides.

Until it disappeared into the interlayer within the wall.

"Go away, I'll be watching you."

She spoke softly, the fluffy fibers of her sweater swaying in the wind.

It wasn't until Yang An quickened his pace, walked to the other side of the street, and looked back that he realized what was happening.

The gate was still open.

Su Lingyi stood at the door without moving an inch.

That complex gaze seemed palpable even from this distance.

"……Oh."

Yang An lowered his eyes, turned around, and walked towards home.

What sins did I commit in my past life?

Peach blossoms...

If possible, let him choose again.

So, I don't want to hurt Jiang Nianxi, nor do I want to hurt Su Lingyi.

The best option is to go back to senior year, lose a few points on the placement exam, and leave Class 4 forever.

such……

Perhaps the ending will be completely different.

No one will suffer because of this, neither yourself nor anyone else.

No one will get hurt.

Everyone can live a good life.

...Sometimes, he suddenly felt...

Yourself.

That is the party at fault the most.

It's my fault for being indecisive.

It's my fault for not making a clean break when I should have, and for letting vanity cloud my judgment.

It's all because Yang An was too naive back then.

They were too naive.

Suddenly, someone gently took her arm.

On the bustling streets, all sorts of people meet and then miss each other.

He could feel the warm little hand slip into his pocket, weaving between his fingers, like a tightly fastened button.

How long have you been here?

Without needing to think, Yang An knew who the person was.

The laughter of the person behind me was as melodious as a babbling brook.

Then, a warm and soft blanket was pressed against my back.

"Half an hour."

"Um?"

Upon hearing this, Yang An turned his head with some suspicion, only to meet Jiang Nianxi's arm around his shoulder.

Arriving so early, that means...

He had barely left when the woman followed him.

"What kind of answer are you going to give her?" Jiang Nianxi let go of his hand and walked alongside him.

The woman did not appear to show much emotional fluctuation.

It was very calm, and not in a questioning tone.

Just like a normal conversation between two people.

Yang An already knew that the other party had installed eavesdropping and tracking devices on him, so when he heard the woman mention the contents of the negotiation just now, he simply shook his head.

"I can't give you the answer."

"You swore so confidently to Su Lingyi, huh? You're such a good liar, aren't you?"

"So what do you think I can offer? It seems like no matter what answer I give, you won't be satisfied, right?"

The surrounding trees fell behind, their leaves scattered haphazardly on the soil.

In a daze, Yang An seemed to see his future fate.

After the leaves fall, life drifts and shatters in mid-air.

Ultimately, it rots in the mud, and even then, it's squeezed dry of every last bit of fertilizer value.

He knew that, regardless of the outcome, the best solution was to postpone things as much as possible, leaving the outcome ambiguous.

The already confusing situation has now slid into an even more chaotic state with the unexpected intervention of Su Lingyi.

I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing...

The two walked side by side along the way.

But more often than not, it was Jiang Nianxi who was secretly guiding Yang An.

The streets became more and more familiar, and the nearby shops gradually looked the same as usual.

Seeing this, Yang An said in confusion, "This isn't the way home..."

"Since you're out, there's no need to go home so early. Come with me to the supermarket."

Jiang Nianxi, who was standing to the side, exhaled a puff of water vapor.

Strange person.

Instead of going shopping in the city, I'll go to the supermarket.

There's one more thing I haven't told you.

She chuckled softly, "I've already video-chatted with your parents."

"..."

Women never need to agree to the decisions they make.

Now that things have come to this, Yang An feels that no amount of emotional expression will help.

Whether you're angry or excited.

He followed up, asking, "What did you say?"

"I told my aunt that we've been together since high school, and she was quite surprised."

"..."

"Guess what your aunt said?"

"Go ahead and talk, I'm listening..." Yang An kicked away a small pebble on the side of the road.

The pebble tumbled twice in the air and rolled quite a distance before finally landing in the grass.

"Your aunt said that you are usually very well-behaved and blush when you see girls, yet you still have a girlfriend. Your mother doesn't understand you at all."

"..."

Jiang Nianxi laughed heartily.

Although there was no mockery or sarcasm intended, it felt like a thorn in Yang An's side.

A more fitting description.

It is humiliation.