Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

He looked up and asked softly just as the other person was about to close the kitchen door.

"How's the injury on your lower abdomen...?"

"..."

Jiang Nianxi stopped closing the door.

She turned around, her eyes seemingly reflecting a clear, captivating babbling brook.

She changed out of the clothes she had worn to bed last night and was now wearing a dark blue nightgown.

Yang An recognized the pajamas; he had worn them since high school and all the way up to graduation.

Women always seem to like wearing his clothes.

Whether it's a short-sleeved shirt, a cotton-padded coat, or anything else.

Jiang Nianxi has worn almost all of his clothes.

Under his questioning gaze, Jiang Nianxi released her right hand from the kitchen door and instead gripped the hem of her pajamas.

Gently lift it upwards.

Recreate that full and shapely belly.

The dark purple color still exists there, but overall, it has faded a little.

"You, even at home, you shouldn't lift your clothes like that."

After seeing it clearly, Yang An turned his head away.

The tips of his ears were slightly red.

It's not because of anything else, but mainly because the women have no sense of propriety; they almost always expose their thighs.

This is just too embarrassing.

Luckily, the curtains were drawn...

"Thank goodness...it doesn't hurt as much anymore, thank you, sweetie."

Why are you thanking me?

I really like your hug.

"..."

Is a simple hug last night enough to earn this woman's thanks?

Yang An couldn't help but chuckle.

Hugging is probably the simplest comforting gesture humans have ever made since the dawn of humanity.

However, most people probably won't get it in reality.

Dignity, character, opportunity, values...

Some people were held by their parents when they were young, but no one holds them anymore when they grow up.

"By the way, can we put the clothes down now?"

He coughed a few times, covering his mouth, and put on a serious expression.

Playing is playing, and making a fuss is making a fuss.

Some things really do need to be emphasized repeatedly.

"I just showed my little belly, so what? I didn't show it to anyone else. If you want to see, I can do it right now..."

As she spoke, Jiang Nianxi raised an eyebrow and began to unbutton her clothes.

This put Yang An in an extremely awkward position.

Are you kidding? You're actually going to take your clothes off?

He waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, that's not what I meant. You... go and cook first."

"……oh."

Jiang Nianxi's previously interested face fell slightly.

She had originally thought that doing this would enlighten Yang An.

What's with that look of wanting to avoid it at all costs...?

The kitchen door closed, and soon a clanging and tinkling sound came from inside.

Today is the second day of the Lunar New Year.

I hadn't slept long after breakfast when my parents called.

It was nothing more than some small talk and concern, and then the focus was shifted back to Jiang Nianxi.

You could tell they were very happy.

Left with no other option, Yang An could only give vague and ambiguous responses.

He answered each question with a single sentence.

It took a lot of effort to barely manage to get by.

Jiang Nianxi didn't pounce on the bed as usual.

She was exceptionally busy today, but she also wanted to stay by Yang An's side.

So what should we do?

Her little brain had a brilliant idea, and she moved the trash can and the stool into the bedroom.

Then, under Yang An's speechless gaze, he hummed a tune while peeling onions.

Yang An was lying on the bed, and she was sitting beside him.

Having lost his smartphone, Yang An had no interest in researching what other functions that keypad phone had.

Every time I tried to ask Jiang Nianxi for her phone, she refused.

I could only pass the morning by sleeping.

"Want some?"

I had just woken up when the humming beside me stopped.

He opened his eyes, and the woman waved a half-peeled lychee, her eyes smiling.

"I……"

Before I could finish speaking, a cool, refreshing touch pressed against my lips.

"Open your mouth?"

He froze, then obediently opened his mouth.

"Hmm...good boy/girl, here's a pat on the back."

Jiang Nianxi smiled and ruffled his hair, like comforting a large dog that had been kept in captivity for a long time.

The lychees are so sweet.

It slowly unfolds, flows, and permeates the taste buds.

Being treated like this doesn't seem so bad.

He meditated.

Like a real wife, a real family member.

It's just... not that free.

"I took your clothes to wash, and I don't have any wearable clothes right now, so... I'm sorry to trouble you to go naked today."

When she said this, Jiang Nianxi showed not a trace of guilt on her face.

On the contrary, her smile always seemed intentional.

Hmm... the really obvious kind.

"Here, have another one."

……

Autumn, 2021.

School enrollment season.

"Hey, have you heard? The new girl who came in is incredibly beautiful, really! I'm not kidding!"

"Jiang Nianxi?"

"Yeah, yeah, damn, how did you know?"

"Nonsense, I saw her with my own eyes when her mom took her to the office that day. They were all teenagers. Why are the other girls in our class so ugly..."

"Quiet! You're all from higher levels, do you still think you're elementary school students?"

The middle-aged man's brows furrowed into a knot as he walked up to the podium and slammed his hand on it.

The loud noise drew the attention of the entire classroom.

It fell silent instantly.

Then, a girl carrying a gray backpack walked in through the front door of the classroom with a blank expression.

She didn't have any fancy hairstyles; she just simply wore a ponytail.

Just standing there is enough to catch people's eye.

Stunning.

This was the first word that came to everyone's mind upon seeing her for the first time.

That's amazing.

She was completely different from the girls around her.

It's not even a single layer.

Most girls at that time had not yet developed; their skin was either very dark from the sun or they were pale and thin.

But this new transfer student is different.

Even in casual clothes, her well-developed curves are still undeniable.

The whiteness looked somewhat sickly.

But it's irresistibly beautiful.

The boys in the class stopped joking and playing around, and their eyes were practically glued to the girls.

A beauty in the making.

Undoubtedly a natural beauty.

"...My name is Jiang Nianxi."

The girl said calmly.

She always seems to be like this: calm and composed.

It reveals a temperament that is different from that of people of the same age.

Ironically, this kind of temperament is often more attractive among peers.

She paused for a moment, then continued.

"The 'nian' in 'longing,' and the 'xi' in 'stream.'"

"Jiang will be a member of our class from now on, so please take good care of her."

The middle-aged man next to him cleared his throat and spoke authoritatively.

"We'll hold the class committee elections next week. If you're ready, remember to contact me to register."

The classroom was completely silent.

Jiang Nianxi walked slowly and steadily to the last row of single tables by the window, her head bowed.

That used to be an empty table, used to store odds and ends.

Now, it has finally found its first owner.