Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

"No, you wouldn't want me to lose my source of income and be unable to go to school after I stop updating, would you?"

Jiang Nianxi then changed the subject and turned her attention to him.

"..."

"Okay... don't be sad. I'll buy you a new phone later, okay?"

"...Didn't you say it was just a loan?"

"Huh? What did you say? I don't think I heard you clearly."

It's started again.

Here we go again, isn't it?

The art of roguishness ensures victory in every battle.

The other person avoided your questioning and instead gave you a blank, innocent look.

Now that things had come to this, Yang An knew that saying anything more would be useless.

Perhaps from the very beginning, when Jiang Nianxi conceived this idea, there was no room for maneuver.

After all... when she does things, her so-called intervention is merely a formality.

"Um... could you give me back my phone first? I need to get something done."

He said that because he wanted to take the opportunity to delete everything from his private space.

He's also starting to regret his habit of writing this.

I always feel depressed and gloomy, and I have nowhere to talk about my feelings.

I simply wrote everything down in my private space; it's a different kind of venting.

Who would have thought that there would be a second hurdle today?

But Jiang Nianxi has already gone this far, how could she possibly return the phone?

She knew Yang An better than anyone else what kind of person he was.

You can trust them, but you can't let your guard down.

Who knows what they might do with the phone...

This can be considered... a lingering effect of my previous repeated escapes.

"...Fine, whatever you say."

Now that things have come to this, all we can do is pray that Jiang Nianxi isn't that clever.

Judging from the fact that the other person rarely deals with anything related to their phone online, they probably... won't notice.

Yang An lowered his head and prayed silently in his heart.

To be honest, Jiang Nianxi herself doesn't have much money. It costs several thousand yuan to change a phone. Does she really have that kind of financial means?

Jiang Nianxi stayed by the bedside all afternoon, hardly leaving for a moment.

Yang An felt unwell and wanted to go to the restroom, but Jiang Nianxi got up at the same time.

"Um?"

He and the woman looked at each other in bewilderment.

Jiang Nianxi's eyes looked exceptionally innocent, clear as water.

His Adam's apple bobbed: "I'm going to the bathroom, why are you looking at me?"

"Nothing."

"..."

He took a step, and Jiang Nianxi immediately followed.

Looking back, he had another indifferent expression.

Take one more step, then follow another.

"I'm going to the restroom."

Yang An reiterated this concept: he just wanted to go to the toilet, not to do anything else, and did not need supervision.

"I know." The woman remained expressionless and did not back down.

"Then why are you following me?"

"Nothing."

"?"

No.

Do you think you're being funny?

This is still a hospital, not home.

How could you follow me into the bathroom?

Besides, Jiang Nianxi is a woman; if she went into the bathroom, who knows what filthy things she might see.

To be honest, the thought of this makes me feel very awkward.

"Stop following me. I really just need to use the restroom."

Jiang Nianxi shook her head and stepped forward to take his arm.

"You are a patient."

"I only have a mild concussion, I didn't fall and become stupid."

"The patient needs help."

"...Follow me if you want."

Finally, the urge to defecate overwhelmed him, and with no other choice, Yang An reluctantly agreed.

However, he made an additional condition.

"You can only wait outside; you can't go in."

Surprisingly, Jiang Nianxi was very obedient this time and nodded obediently.

I guess... they're also afraid of the crowds and attention at the hospital.

Yang An thought to himself.

Just as he took a step, the woman silently took his arm again.

Feeling the tugging on his arm, he turned his head, his gaze puzzled: "Why are you pulling me again?"

"I'm holding your arm, what if you slip and fall?"

This time, Jiang Nianxi did not let go.

Her stubbornness was fully reflected in Yang An's eyes.

It reminded him of the winter before last, at the same hospital, when Jiang Nianxi stood at the door with a foot bath basin, insisting on washing his feet.

This scene... it's so familiar...

He didn't say a word and continued walking forward.

Since she wants to hold my arm like that, let her do it.

As long as they don't go into the restroom together, everything will be fine. It's much better than a young couple going into the same restroom and having to endure strange looks from others.

Pushing open the door, I saw that there were quite a few people in the hospital corridor outside.

The smell of disinfectant was much stronger than in the ward.

Not far away, several nurses in white coats were busy at the nurses' station.

The calls seemed never to stop.

A middle-aged woman handing in her payment slip, a mother who had gone to the wrong building with her child, and a whole host of other oddballs all gathered around the nurses' station.

It was clear that the young nurse sitting in the front was on the verge of tears.

Yang An was being held by Jiang Nianxi when they accidentally bumped into an old man on the way. The old man had a urination bag and was cursing that people were very dirty.

"Damn it, can't you see where you're going? You'll have to pay for the damage if you crash!"

This made him bow repeatedly and apologize, adopting a very humble attitude.

Jiang Nianxi appeared quite calm, only gently tugging at his waist with her small hand when he bent over.

The restroom isn't far; it's about 50 meters to the left along the corridor.

Before Yang An even reached that area, he could faintly smell a strange odor.

"Alright, don't go in. Just wait for me here."

As he reached the door, he turned back to give him some instructions, as if afraid the other party might change their mind.

After all, such things happen all too often to Jiang Nianxi.

Jiang Nianxi appeared exceptionally well-behaved at this moment, bobbing her little head a few times and humming in agreement.

"Don't come in."

"OK."

Yang An looked back almost every few steps.

All she got in return was the woman's slightly exasperated urging: "Okay, okay, I really won't go in. There are other men inside, and I don't want to offend their eyes. Go on in."

"..."

It's all because of what that stupid woman did before...

Thinking of this, the corner of his mouth twitched.

The matter was resolved quickly. Jiang Nianxi, who was waiting outside, waited for a while before Yang An quietly came out.

After staying in the ward for half an hour, Jiang Nianxi said goodbye and said she was going out to buy some things.

After leaving, Yang An suffered greatly.

With my phone kicked away, the only way to kill time left is to sleep.

He would occasionally chat with other patients in the ward, but he would quickly lose interest.

The age gap is quite large, which inevitably leads to awkward silences when trying to communicate due to differing opinions.

Yang An is not one to dwell on trivial matters.

When faced with inappropriate remarks, he simply smiled politely.

Jiang Nianxi finally returned around 7 p.m.

The moment she pushed open the ward door, she showed off the rectangular box in her hand, her laughter melodious and pleasant, like ripples on the waters of Jiangnan in autumn.

"Wow, this is a new phone I bought for you."