Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

Chapter 159 Searching

so tired...

so tired……

Finally, after running for who knows how long, the streetlights by the roadside finally came on.

Leaving the alley, we came to the main road.

The pupil contracted sharply upon being stimulated by the light.

However, they quickly adapted completely.

Yang An gasped for breath, and stumbled, nearly falling flat on his face.

She's clearly a detestable and complicated woman...

Really...

He gritted his teeth, steadied himself, and forced himself to keep running.

I don't know if it's just my imagination.

The rain seems to be getting heavier.

A layer of intangible mist gradually veils the view, light and airy, seemingly present yet not present.

My mind felt like it had been soaked in rainwater; everything was blurry.

Jiang Nianxi...

Looking for Jiang Nianxi...

Gradually, Yang An's steps became increasingly unsteady.

No.

They still haven't found him...

He slapped himself hard, and his muddled mind finally cleared up a little.

He knew his body was already working beyond its limits.

How strange...

Before, I could run this route back and forth twice without even breaking a sweat.

What's wrong with me today...?

Jiang Nianxi...

Yes, let's find Jiang Nianxi first.

"..."

Wherever he stepped, water splashed up, constantly washing over his soaked trousers.

Yang An felt as if his legs were walking in a pool of water.

Every step was incredibly difficult.

Lactic acid paralyzed his muscles, and aside from a hazy consciousness, he still remembered his mission to find Jiang Nianxi...

Half of it is moving forward by instinct.

The body is resisting and issuing warnings.

It didn't want to go any further.

Yang An's body needed rest even more than he did.

"no……"

"..."

Rainwater splashed into his eyes, and he blinked instinctively, his vision going black for a moment.

……

"Found it..."

Jiang Nianxi opened the last drawer of the bedside table, smiled helplessly, and bent down to take out a bracelet.

The crystals gleamed with a cheap light under the bedroom lamp.

They were connected by a red thread.

She looked at the bracelet, closed her beautiful eyes, and took a deep breath.

My memories seem to have been pulled back to a long time ago...

That day was her eighteenth birthday.

She bought the bracelet from a street stall and personally put it on the wrist of the person she liked.

She smiled and said that this was for the other party's identification.

Seeing this means that the other person belongs to you.

That day was also her first time.

The other person was wearing a bracelet on their wrist, which she held tightly, pinning them to the bed.

She gave him all her most precious things.

Pure and innocent, trust, dependence.

Jiang Nianxi chuckled softly, carefully wrapped the bracelet in red cloth, and stuffed it into her small handbag.

She thought she would never forget that unforgettable eighteenth birthday.

This bracelet was broken by Yang An before, and many crystal fragments have gotten stuck in hard-to-reach corners.

Under the wardrobe, among the scraps of clothes...

She spent a lot of effort to collect all the scattered crystals again.

Use red thread to string them together one by one.

It's been quite a while.

Jiang Nianxi has forgotten what she was feeling when she did this.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Tonight, let's put this bracelet back where it belongs.

Humming a lighthearted tune, Jiang Nianxi closed the drawer and turned to open the wardrobe.

After rummaging through the pile of bedding, he finally pulled out a cloth bag.

It's neither too big nor too small, just a little bit bigger than the palm of your hand.

"..."

She lowered her eyes and put the cloth bag into her small handbag.

That should be enough.

It's time to go home.

She glanced at the clock hanging on the wall; almost twenty minutes had passed since she left.

It seems a bit early to tell my little one this...

Perhaps she's been forgetful lately, and the bracelet's location was different from what she remembered, causing her to search for it for quite a while.

She opened her phone, but the account labeled "Cute Husband" hadn't sent a single message yet.

The same applies to telephones.

"More than twenty minutes have passed, and they haven't even sent a message."

Jiang Nianxi sighed helplessly and stuffed her phone back into her bag.

After turning off the lights, I opened all the windows in the house to ventilate the house.

This home, which exists in name only... let it spend a lonely New Year's Eve tonight.

……

"Well!"

Yang An suddenly felt himself lose his balance, stumbled, and fell headfirst to the ground.

Clap!

A cold, numb sensation crept up my cheeks and filled my mouth and nasal cavity.

The distinctive smell of oil from the car hit me like the back of my hand.

A physiological, subconscious vomiting caused Yang An to barely get up before he could even open his eyes.

He opened his mouth, as if to vomit.

But all he did was dry heave.

However, after that fall, I regained some consciousness.

"Hmm?... "

A warm sensation suddenly lingered on my forehead.

The tears flowed down her cheeks and past the corners of her eyes, but before they could gather at her chin, the young man reached out and wiped them away.

It doesn't seem to be sewage from the ground...

It's a bit hot and a bit sticky.

The pupils focused and then blurred, the outlines of the scene in the field of vision gradually became blurred, and then became clear again.

Red...wait, why is it red?

He touched his head, and a strange warmth quickly flowed down again.

Upon closer inspection, the entire right hand, except for the stains mixed with sewage, was almost entirely stained dark red. Under the slanted light of the street lamp, it did not reflect light, adding to its eerie appearance.

This is...blood?

Did I fall and scrape myself?

Why don't I feel any pain?

No, I should go find that stupid woman first...

Go find it first...

"..."

Just as he was trying to move his numb left leg and limped forward, a pair of black sneakers came into view.

The white socks were soaked by rain and sewage on the road, revealing the pale yellow skin underneath.

The rain pelted down into puddles of varying sizes, splashing up tiny droplets.

"..."

This is……

"Good boy...good boy?"

A surprised shout rang out from above. Yang An heard the familiar voice and his body trembled involuntarily.

He strained to look up, trying to see the source of the sound.

However, all I got was a barrage of cold rain, which hit my eyes and splashed on my face.

River……

Jiang Nianxi...

try to find……

His body finally gave way to his blurred consciousness; he swayed, and the outlines of the figures before him were sometimes clear and sometimes indistinct...

Just as his whole body went limp and he was about to fall again.

"Smack."

The parasol was thrown aside.

A pair of fair, small hands slipped through his waist and caught him steadily.

"Goodness? How did you get out here?"

"It's raining so hard outside...blood...you're bleeding..."

"..."

Yang An could no longer hear the anxious calls from behind.

He sank into an endless darkness from which he could not escape.

In the final moments before consciousness faded, only one fragmented thought remained in my mind…

Stupid...stupid woman...

What the hell are you doing...?