Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

There are feelings involved?

He felt that his attitude towards Jiang Nianxi had always been very clear.

keep away.

keep away.

It's better to stay away.

If there are any feelings involved, then at the very least, he wouldn't agree with it from the bottom of his heart.

But there's no emotion involved...

really not?

Yang An's chest heaved slightly. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but ultimately said nothing.

He didn't know; he really didn't know.

"...You'd better answer me."

On the other side, Su Lingyi staggered back two steps, her words still relentlessly pursuing her.

"I……"

I clearly wanted to say no.

Yang An looked at Jiang Nianxi again, and coincidentally, the other woman also turned her gaze to him at that moment.

Their gazes met and collided in the air.

Jiang Nianxi always seems to be like this.

Her emotions are difficult to interpret.

Their clothing was monotonous, their hairstyles were monotonous, and even their expressions were pitifully few.

Happiness stays at home, indifference stays outside.

But he saw struggle in the other person's clear eyes.

I saw an unfathomable complexity.

The woman was also waiting for his answer.

A question that... I may never be able to answer in my lifetime.

Whether or not.

The fuse for the explosives is now in Yang An's hands.

Whichever button you press, one of them is destined to explode.

The consequences would be unbearable.

Jiang Nianxi didn't need to say much. As long as he dared to say no, even if he went back and nothing happened on the surface, he would definitely be punished behind the scenes.

So, is Su Lingyi more kind-hearted?

Goodbye.

Yang An looked at Su Lingyi, who was trembling with anger, and felt his hair stand on end.

Su Lingyi's condition is not much better right now.

His ambiguous attitude towards her stemmed from his fear of her background and the possibility of her taking any extreme actions.

Now look what's happened! Pigsy is looking in the mirror; he's caught in the middle, neither inside nor outside the mirror.

"...Ms. Su, let's go outside and talk. He's still a patient."

At this awkward moment.

Jiang Nianxi felt a little disappointed when she saw Yang An hesitate and refuse to answer.

She walked towards the door, then turned back to Su Lingyi and said.

"..."

Both women eventually left.

The ward door was gently closed.

Yang An collapsed onto the bed, staring at the white ceiling, panting heavily.

……

I don't know what the two women were talking about outside.

Half an hour passed before the nurses came to make their rounds, and the ward door was finally opened again.

"Wow, we can be discharged tonight!"

Only Jiang Nianxi was there.

The things Su Lingyi brought are still here; she hasn't taken them.

Yang An sat up, rubbing his throbbing head: "Where's Su Lingyi?"

"Even at a time like this, you're still thinking about that woman..."

Jiang Nianxi's expression darkened, and her tone became somber.

"No, that's not what I meant. She didn't take her things."

"No need to take it, we'll take it later."

"Ah...I see."

It seems that Su Lingyi left on her own after the conversation.

I don't know what they were talking about.

Yang An was filled with doubt.

Despite his distressed state, he was still able to leave willingly.

However, since Jiang Nianxi has made her decision...

Let's do as she says.

The discharge procedures were completed very quickly.

Yang An's injuries weren't too serious, and his fever had already subsided. He should be fine after resting for a couple of days.

The pen wrote the name on the last line of the form, and with a crisp click, the pen was set aside.

"Is this the phone number for the gentleman's family?"

At the platform, the nurse traced the phone number behind her with her fingernail.

For work purposes, and also to prevent any problems later, it is necessary to save phone numbers.

Of course, the reason for asking this question is that the phone number was not filled in by Yang An himself, but by Jiang Nianxi who insisted on writing it for him.

Yang An didn't speak, but Jiang Nianxi, who was standing close to him, said calmly.

"This is my phone number."

"what……"

"I live with him, and I take care of everything for him. We are in a relationship, so he can just call me."

"Okay...okay."

The nurse glanced at the woman, then at the young man, and blinked twice.

The woman in front of them was quite intimidating, making the nurse a little nervous.

After leaving the hospital and the warmth of the heating, the wind was biting cold and it was drizzling.

The raindrops were clearly visible under the lamplight, densely packed.

It was very small, and when it floated on a person, it felt like being brushed by a feather.

This was in stark contrast to the torrential rain and strong winds of last night.

It's almost nine o'clock now, and there are fewer vehicles on the road. When you pass by two people, you can always splash some dirty water.

"Well……"

The moon was obscured by thick, dark clouds.

Jiang Nianxi tilted her head back and looked up at the dark sky, seemingly lost in thought.

Yang An, who was being held by the arm, yawned. Perhaps because he had a fever not long ago, he was suddenly feeling sleepy.

The first day of the Lunar New Year seems destined to be an eventful start to the year.

Recalling what happened last night, he smiled helplessly.

A Spring Festival for two, a New Year for two.

The first day was so confusing.

Fireworks have been banned in the city for several years now. In the past, the streets would have been covered with endless firework paper scraps by this time.

This year's cleanliness and solitude are unprecedented.

Jiang Nianxi suddenly turned her head, her voice very gentle.

Are you cold?

Yang An carefully assessed the situation and responded softly, "It's alright, not too cold."

The woman was practically pressed against him, her warm body heat seeping into his body through her clothes.

How could it be cold?

"You're lying..."

The right arm was loosened.

He looked at it with a puzzled expression.

The woman slowly took off her cotton coat and then walked behind him.

He couldn't see it anymore, but he could clearly feel a warm sensation on his back.

"you……"

"Do not move."

The woman's gentle voice stopped him from raising his hand.

A few seconds later, a pair of small hands reached under his arms and zipped up his zipper.

It's warm now.

only……

Yang An looked at Jiang Nianxi, who was standing beside him again. She was wearing a white sweater, which made her look particularly thin.

It seems that it can't even keep out the cold wind.

Fine raindrops can easily pass through the hole in the thread.

"I think you need this dress more than I do." He parted his lips slightly, but ultimately only uttered this one sentence.

He knew Jiang Nianxi's character and her stubbornness.

This is based on experience gained over a long period of time.

As long as it's something given, the decision-making power will only be in Jiang Nianxi's hands.

If she wants to give, there's no reason to refuse.

So, I'll most likely be wearing this outfit until I get home.

"I'm healthy, I'm not cold."

Sure enough, Jiang Nianxi smiled and took his arm again.

"And with you here, you're my warm baby, I'll never be cold."

"...So cheesy."

"Where's the cheesiness?"

"To be honest, I actually think my old phone suited me better."

Whether it's suitable or not is not up to you to decide; what I give you is the most suitable for you.

"..."

The umbrella was opened, and because of its small cross-section, the two people could only squeeze together as much as possible to barely avoid getting wet in the rain.

Yang An tried to hail a taxi midway through the journey, but the woman refused.