Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

Yang An looked at the two steaming bowls of rice in his hands and gradually became dazed.

When did I get used to all of this...?

When did the initial resistance become something taken for granted...?

When did he begin to rationalize these gifts that he knew were unreasonable?

habit.

The body gets used to it, and so does the mind.

He was becoming... increasingly inseparable from the woman in front of him.

Or perhaps, it was all a lie from the very beginning.

"I……"

bump!

In a daze, the two bowls of rice in my hands slipped from my grasp.

The sound of the porcelain bowl shattering instantly drowned out the sizzling of the stir-fried vegetables.

Plump, moist grains of rice were scattered all over the ground.

The commotion not only brought Yang An back to his senses, but also startled Jiang Nianxi.

"Goodness, what's going on?"

She looked down at the mess on the ground, a hint of surprise flashing in her beautiful eyes.

Coming to his senses, Yang An quickly squatted down and picked up the broken porcelain shards with his hands.

He kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I, I'll clean it up right away."

He cursed inwardly, thinking, "What a scatterbrain! He can't even hold a bowl properly."

"No." Jiang Nianxi dropped the shovel, bent down, and grabbed his hand.

"Don't pick them up with your hands, you'll cut your skin."

"I……"

"Just sweep it up with a broom later, I'll feel bad if you get cut."

She forcibly placed Yang An's hands in her palms and examined them repeatedly.

I breathed a sigh of relief after making sure there were no open wounds.

At the same time, an indescribable smell gradually filled the air.

"Oh no, the food is burnt."

Turning around, I saw that the food in the pot, which was almost ready, had already started to burn.

The pungent smell grew stronger, so Jiang Nianxi had to turn off the gas stove first, and then turn off the natural gas.

"sorry."

Yang An's Adam's apple bobbed; he had messed things up again in a daze.

The word "parasite" always lingered in his mind.

Intense panic and anxiety once again dominated the mind.

He doesn't want to be overly dependent.

I don't want to become a prisoner of tenderness day after day.

He was reduced to a lowly insect that could only live by sucking blood.

It can only suck Jiang Nianxi's blood; it has no effect and is worthless.

Along with his original life, he was thrown into the trash can.

But the fact is, the subtle changes in our lives are already shifting in this direction.

What should I do?

He no longer knew what he should do.

"Go sit down outside, you silly little thing, you're always causing me trouble."

Jiang Nianxi looked at the burnt food in the pot, her regret evident in her expression.

Even so, she only gently rubbed the other person's hand.

"Did I burn you anywhere?"

Yang An shook his head: "No... I'm sorry..."

I am sorry.

He felt a tightness in his throat, and a faint bitterness seeped from the tip of his tongue.

It felt as if a pair of large hands were tightly gripping his neck, oppressive and suffocating.

"Why are you apologizing to me? You didn't do anything wrong."

Jiang Nianxi paused for a moment, then continued to throw the fried food into the trash can.

It's just a pity.

I was supposed to cook one more dish today, but in the end it turned out to be pretty much the same as usual.

She was still a bit careless; she shouldn't have let the food burn.

This must not happen again.

"Why should we both apologize... You're not still holding a grudge about what you just said, are you...?"

She said it cautiously.

"I was just joking, don't take it to heart. Sweetie, how could you be a parasite? I want to give you all the good things in life."

"Besides... it's my selfishness to tie your life to others. These things are my way of expressing my love for you. I'm not asking you to do anything, I just want you to accept it."

Accept her kindness.

Accepting domestication renders them worthless.

Accept her love.

A love that is unfathomable.

In Yang An's eyes, pain gradually turned into confusion.

Yes.

Once you accept a woman's love, you don't need to do anything else.

He will lose his value, but perhaps he'll be better off...

But recalling the previous imprisonment, stalking, rape, and brainwashing...

This love is utterly morbid.

You can see the starting point, but you can't predict the ending.

One-sided love must eventually end with the other person's compromise.

What about all his struggles, torment, and suffocation over the past year?

What does it mean for him to try every means to escape?

If I accept this love, does it mean I'm betraying the free spirit I once longed for?

However, if he doesn't accept it, many factors will hinder his departure.

They will only eke out a living in endless internal strife and the devaluation of their self-worth.

When something loses its meaning, all the pain you've endured will turn into a source of amusement.

For Yang An, this meal was unprecedentedly oppressive.

Jiang Nianxi didn't seem to take the little incident to heart, and continued to chatter away, sharing small things as she always did.

Yang An himself silently picked up his chopsticks and buried himself in his food.

It tastes great, but... I'm a little numb to it.

The world is always unpredictable and will not follow a fixed path according to anyone's subjective will.

With the Chinese New Year approaching, Jiang Nianxi has become stricter in controlling him than before.

Going out alone is now a distant dream.

Perhaps Su Lingyi's appearance provoked the woman, or perhaps she simply didn't want him to run away during the New Year.

So when he expressed his desire to go out, Jiang Nianxi's expression would always freeze at just the right moment.

It's not that I can't, but rather that I'm rather unwilling.

During a secret phone call, Su Lingyi asked him to meet her alone.

After much persuasion and explanation, it was only with great difficulty that the other party was finally persuaded to give up the idea.

Constant self-doubt and juggling between two women have nearly exhausted all his energy.

He was too exhausted to think about anything else...

……

"Yang An, tomorrow is New Year's Eve. Aren't you going to say anything to me?"

In the bathroom, water was pouring down.

Hidden within the loud noise was the voice of another unfamiliar girl.

Yang An looked at the unfamiliar phone number, his face expressionless.

"What do you want me to say?"

"..."

On the other side, Su Lingyi had just finished combing her hair, and a pleasant fragrance filled the air.

She was wearing pink pajamas, and a cute little cat sat next to her vanity mirror.

She yawned, looking slightly bored.

"Haven't you made up your mind yet? I miss you so much... I really miss you. Is it so hard to see me?"

"..."

"I'm almost at my limit. I want you so badly... You know, when I sleep, I dream about holding your hand in high school."

"We leaned against the railing, gazing at the distant view, the playground packed with students..."

"If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now," Yang An interrupted promptly.

He didn't want to continue listening to the woman's unrequited love.