Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

"Severe...anxiety?"

"And mild schizophrenia?"

Looking at the two boxes of medicine and the final diagnosis in his hand, Yang An felt his mind go blank.

What do you mean by him having schizophrenia?

In movies, some people have two consciousnesses. Isn't that what constitutes schizophrenia?

I've had a clear understanding of myself from beginning to end, so how could I be schizophrenic?

Damn, could it be a misdiagnosis?

He glanced back at the outpatient building and felt a chill run down his spine.

I'm afraid to take either of these two boxes of medicine now.

Back at the inn, Yang An opened and examined the two boxes of medicine repeatedly.

It's fine if you don't open it, but once you do, the instruction manual, which is as big as a newspaper, falls out.

The sheer number of adverse reactions was enough to make one's scalp crawl.

What does it mean that...taking this product might increase suicidal tendencies?

"Vomiting...confusion...huh? What is sexual dysfunction?"

When Yang An saw the last one, he almost jumped out of bed.

No.

Is this medicine really safe to take?

It won't kill you if you eat it, right?

He suddenly felt that he was quite normal.

Okay, all done.

You probably don't need to take any medicine.

The key point is that these two boxes of medicine look a bit like Pandora's boxes.

If you swallow it, you'll probably be doomed forever.

He is still young and doesn't want to die young.

"..."

At night, I lay on the hardened bed.

Yang An closed his eyes as usual, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Jiang Nianxi.

The woman's face involuntarily appeared in his mind.

"Sweetie, dinner's ready, come and eat!"

"You'll never leave me, will you?"

"What should we name our baby if we have one in the future?"

I love you so much...

He seemed to be in a daze again.

The windows were tightly closed, and almost no sound could be heard.

But he could also faintly hear the woman's nagging.

It's real, and it's fake.

He couldn't sleep.

I tried to keep my eyes closed, but I couldn't fall asleep for two hours.

Unbeknownst to them, dependence has bound two separated hearts together.

After living a life of heavy dependence for so long, how could one possibly get used to living alone?

"..."

Or you should take the medicine.

Unable to bear the torment any longer, Yang An opened his eyes and reached for the medicine box under the bed.

There was no hot water, so I went to the water tap outside.

"Gulp... gulp..."

After swallowing two different pills, he collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

The distance back to bed seemed to be stretched out exceptionally long.

He exists in this world, yet he seems to be isolated from it.

When I want to touch something, I can feel the touch, but I always feel like there's something between us.

He didn't know how to describe it.

But it's just so uncomfortable.

Jiang Nianxi's voice seemed to overlap in my ears.

"Why did you abandon me...?"

"I'm so pitiful, please hug me..."

"Don't go..."

"..."

He opened his mouth: "I..."

There was only a dark stairwell in front of me, and not a soul in sight.

Yet it seemed as if every corner was filled with people.

It's not Jiang Nianxi.

It also bears a striking resemblance to Jiang Nianxi.

It twisted and turned, then disappeared in a short while.

"Help me..."

The woman is crying.

"Hug me, don't leave me alone..."

"I love you……"

"Love you……"

"..."

Half an hour after lying in bed, the medication began to take effect.

Yang An was woken up by the person next to him the next morning, and he still didn't know how he had fallen asleep the night before.

I can't remember anything.

However, the sunlight seems particularly pleasing to the eye today.