Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

The nurse on duty was very kind; seeing that she hadn't taken a break, she brought her a cup of hot water.

For hours, she kept gazing at the sleeping face on the hospital bed.

His gaze rarely strayed.

The fried dough sticks tasted great, as did the soy milk; they were sweet and very appetizing.

For Yang An, who had been starving all night and had just woken up in the morning, there was absolutely no better food than this.

Even after eating, I was still quite hungry...

My stomach is like a deflated sack; it's just filled up a little bit, and then it quickly deflates again.

Jiang Nianxi seemed to have realized this as well, but there was nothing she could do about it.

It's getting late, already past ten o'clock.

Lunch is less than two hours away.

The doctor told her to eat on time, but she didn't know much about it. However, for the sake of her health, she just did it.

"Did you manage to retrieve your phone?"

Yang An crumpled the plastic bag into a ball and placed it on the table, involuntarily picturing his phone falling into the sewer.

But anyone who came would feel utterly hopeless.

What's more, it was pouring rain.

The sewers are probably full of water; just thinking about it makes me lose all desire to retrieve them.

Just as he expected, Jiang Nianxi shook her head with a hint of regret.

"no."

"The water should have receded by now. You can go check again; maybe they'll have pulled it out."

"I don't want it anymore."

"Huh? Why...?"

"It's no use pulling it out; we don't know where it went. It's full of water."

The woman seemed to show only a slight regret, not the tension or anxiety one might expect.

A cell phone is just a trivial thing.

For some reason, Yang An's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

An attitude of almost complete indifference.

They said they didn't want it, and they didn't want it anymore.

This also indirectly confirms the view that his indecent videos, or other materials that may have been filmed later, may have already been stored in the cloud.

As a physical device, a mobile phone can be replaced whenever you want, and there's really no need to replace it.

Because the important things are almost entirely absent from it.

Therefore, it can be discarded.

The last glimmer of hope in Yang An's heart was completely crushed into dust at this moment.

It's impossible.

Never again...

Perhaps, subconsciously, I had already foreseen the consequences of compliance.

To resist, to obey.

The endings were all pretty much the same.

He is adapting, and in the process of adapting, he is constantly wearing down the conflicts.

Jiang Nianxi said something very true.

Time is the best healer.

Maybe... it doesn't really matter whether there's a video or not.

After all, the other party has never placed their bets solely on this point.

They spent every day together, sharing the same bed.

What she used from beginning to end was emotion.

It is the emotion of a human being as a biological being.

An emotion that cannot be abandoned.

Just like raising a dog, over time, you will develop an irreversible attachment to it.

Humans are social animals and cannot stand darkness and loneliness.

Naturally... one is also prone to indulging in gentleness.

This affection is a unique form of care that nature provides to social animals.

At this moment, however, it became the sharpest blade in Jiang Nianxi's hand.

Subtly and gradually, it slowly erodes one's resolve, and erodes hope and the future.

She is carving.

Sculpt a work of art.

It doesn't need to be perfect, nor does it need to be the center of attention.

This artwork only needs to belong to her alone.

Yang An shivered.

Memories of tenderness from the past flooded my mind like a tidal wave.

False, true.

Everything good is real.

Struggling is pointless.

"Of course, you can't do without a cell phone."

Changing the subject, Jiang Nianxi slowly unbuttoned her black waterproof coat, folded it neatly, and placed it at the foot of the bed.

She was wearing very little underneath; upon closer inspection, it became clear that her off-white sweater was only a thin layer.

The colors are simple, yet possess a unique, minimalist aesthetic.

"What do you mean...?"

Yang An wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt there was something more to those words.

The next second, the woman perfectly confirmed his premonition.

Jiang Nianxi tugged at her collar, while casually reaching her other hand toward the headboard.

There, were the clothes that Jiang Nianxi had personally changed for Yang An when he was unconscious.

A few seconds later, the little hand was taken out.

Yang An's cell phone was in his palm.

She fiddled with it for a bit, then casually took out a very small card from inside.

"Why did you take my SIM card?"

Although puzzled, the long time they spent together had instilled an undeniable trust in Yang An, who believed from the bottom of his heart that the other party would not really hurt him. Therefore, he did not take any other actions rashly, but only asked strange questions.

Why would she remove her SIM card if her phone is gone?

Jiang Nianxi stared at the unremarkable phone card for a few seconds, then smiled without warning.

Then he put the SIM card and the phone separately, one into his small pocket and the other into the side pocket of his handbag.

"This is……"

Yang An's doubts deepened.

Could this be interpreted as the woman dismembering his phone?

After doing all this, Jiang Nianxi slowly explained, "I'll borrow your phone for a while; I don't have one..."

"Oh, but... but I need to use my phone too."

"You're not going to cause any trouble. There's not much to do during the Lunar New Year. It's just the two of us at home. I'll go out to buy groceries and other things, and you don't need to stay at home."

What the heck is all this?!

Being confined at home was already stifling enough, and now they're going to try and possess his phone?

What will he do at home?

Do you want me to make wontons?

Without a doubt, Yang An's first reaction was to shake his head and refuse.

"no."

Why?

"No means no."

Modern humans would go crazy if they were to stay at home all the time without their phones.

He countered, "My phone is old, wouldn't it be better if you bought a new one?"

"It's too late... I still have to write my novel tonight, and it will be very difficult without my phone." Jiang Nianxi said pitifully, secretly touching his exposed right hand.

The fingertips slowly trace the lines of the palm, alluring yet subtly coquettish.

"Please, please! You braved the heavy rain to come find me last night, how come I can't even lend you my phone now?"

No.

I'm begging you, really.

Yang An felt like his face was about to be covered in black lines: "We have a computer at home..."

"Typing on the computer is too slow. I want to finish writing quickly so I can keep you company tonight."

"Is there really no other way...?"

His voice was weak and feeble, and he was still making a last-ditch effort to save his phone, which he had kept for years.

It's not just about past feelings; what I'm more afraid of is that there might be something shameful going on in that private space.

He was really afraid that if his phone fell into Jiang Nianxi's hands, she would play with it carelessly and accidentally unlock his privacy settings.

That would be terrible.

The peaceful life we ​​live on the surface will be forcibly shattered.