Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

The reason given is that it's expensive, and having an umbrella makes it unnecessary.

Actually, he was thinking... it seemed like he only needed to pay the starting fare to get home from here.

It wasn't that expensive.

It feels a bit strange to be squeezed together like this.

The rain pattered on the umbrella, dripping and gathering along the ribs at the edge, turning into thin streams of water that hung in the air.

Considering that Jiang Nianxi was currently unable to withstand the cold, Yang An, no matter how awkward he felt, could not resist the unspeakable guilt.

He could only lower his head and try to lean as close to the other person as possible.

Jiang Nianxi seemed unaffected by the cold; along the way, some gusts of wind blew rain onto her face and body, but she remained unfazed.

However, when she noticed the person next to her taking the initiative to approach, she was taken aback at first, and then burst out laughing.

The little guy who says one thing but means another.

They talk a lot but their actions tell a different story.

The umbrella is indeed very small and is only used for sun protection; it is generally not suitable for two people to use together.

And there seems to be a slight leak.

After walking for a while, Yang An could feel water seeping into the back of his neck.

It was chilly, making me shiver involuntarily.

"If... you're worried I'll catch a cold, then hold me."

The road was wide, and there were almost no vehicles left.

After saying that, Jiang Nianxi lowered her head and snuggled closer to him.

Induced?

She thought, perhaps it was a test.

Some things cannot be described in words, whether in the past, present, or future.

It is hidden in every detail of life, hidden in the passing of time.

"..."

Yang An lowered his eyes and hesitated for a moment.

Their steps also came to a stop.

If they didn't want both of them to catch a cold, then the woman's suggestion was reasonable.

Something feels off...

Whatever, forget it.

He shook his head. Anyway, the two of them had done everything that was supposed to happen and everything that wasn't supposed to happen.

As things stand, there doesn't seem to be anything to be ashamed of.

If a stupid woman catches a cold, she might infect him.

Thinking of this, Yang An sighed and silently unzipped his coat.

As Jiang Nianxi looked on with interest, he reached out and put his right arm around her shoulder.

Now the two of them were even closer together.

The thick black fleece jackets covered the two people's backs together, making them look like a person with four legs from a distance.

Jiang Nianxi leaned half her body into Yang An's arms.

She wrapped her arms around his waist.

"You...you shouldn't do this."

You really can't just touch someone's waist like that.

This was especially true for Yang An, who was very sensitive.

His walking posture was already awkward, and the moment he was hugged, the strange feeling around his waist almost made him tremble all over.

It was as if I had been electrocuted.

Jiang Nianxi raised her head in confusion, her misty eyes seemingly veiled by a thin layer of gauze.

"What?"

"Don't hug my waist... Just walk normally. It's inconvenient for me to walk like this, how am I supposed to hold the umbrella?" Yang An squeezed out these words through gritted teeth.

He was just telling the truth.

Given their current posture, it will probably be past midnight by the time they get home.

"..."

It's clear that the woman was actually very unwilling.

But considering that he had just been discharged from the hospital, he had no choice but to let go without saying a word.

Half an hour later.

In the stairwell, the chaotic footsteps echoed upwards, creating layers of reverberation.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, the woman's scream echoed throughout the corridor.

Yang An had just folded up his umbrella and was about to tie it up when the sudden turn of events startled him.

"What's wrong with you?"

His phone was taken by Jiang Nianxi, and his "new phone" was still in the other woman's small handbag.

Unfortunately, the lights in the building's stairwell were old and in disrepair, so Yang An had no choice but to walk in the dark.

"It hurts so much..."

Faintly, Jiang Nianxi let out a very low sob.

After his eyes finally adjusted to the darkness, he took a few steps inside and saw the woman huddled in the corner.

"What happened? Did you bump yourself somewhere?"

He stepped forward and squatted down.

Jiang Nianxi pursed her thin lips and nodded.

"where?"

"My tummy..."

"Lower...belly?"

Yang An's gaze then shifted to her abdomen, and his expression immediately became somewhat strange.

Seeing that the other party seemed to have misunderstood, Jiang Nianxi gave him a pitiful look, and then pointed to the bicycle parked at the bottom of the stairs.

"It was too dark just now, I didn't notice, but the handlebars of that bicycle grazed me..."

"Then...give me your phone, and I'll turn on the flashlight so I can show you?"

"don't want."

Jiang Nianxi shook her head.

This completely baffled Yang An: "Why?"

"No means no. Help me up, let's go home."

Just a moment ago she was whining and begging for mercy, but now she's become quite assertive.

Even though the woman was in so much pain that she was curled up in a ball, she was still wary of him.

Does Yang An have a face that can deceive people?

Jiang Nianxi leaned against the wall and slowly stood up. With Yang An's help, she soon arrived at her doorstep.

"Clatter".

Press the switch, and the living room is instantly filled with soft light.

"Alright, let me see what's going on."

Yang An helped the woman to sit on the sofa and said helplessly.

"...Ugh."

She's playing the victim again.

It's always like this.

No matter how big or small the injury, as long as she is in front of him, she will put on a pitiful look.

He remembered that once, when a twig had merely grazed his palm, the woman kept snuggling into his arms and sobbing for a long time.

In my memory, the domineering and sickly Jiang Nianxi seems to have vanished into thin air.

If he hadn't recently witnessed her gloomy side, he would have truly believed she could turn over a new leaf.

"this……"

Lifting up her sweater, she revealed her full and shapely belly.

The clear and graceful curves extend downwards along both sides, outlining the unique beauty of women.

only……

On the smooth, white skin, there was a dark swollen mark about three or four centimeters long.

what?

Yang An subconsciously touched that spot with his index finger and gasped.

What did Jiang Nianxi do just now?

Even if you trip over a bicycle handlebar, it shouldn't cause such a noticeable injury.

"you……"

He looked up and met Jiang Nianxi's gaze looking down at him.

"pain."

His grievances were almost overflowing from his eyes.

"..."

At this moment, Yang An felt a slight stirring in his heart.

"Then, I'll go get you some ointment to apply."

Realizing he had acted inappropriately, he avoided the other person's gaze and remembered that he had some medicine at home for treating sprains and bruises.

Unfortunately, after searching high and low for a long time, I still couldn't find it.

Jiang Nianxi seemed to have fallen silent for a while; she stopped whimpering and sobbing, and sat quietly on the sofa.

He acted like nothing had happened.

Having exhausted all other options, Yang An looked at the empty living room and then focused on the bathroom.

It seems we have no choice but to take the worst possible approach.