Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

……

If we only consider suffering, everyone suffers.

No one is happy forever.

Of course, no one is in perpetual suffering.

If inner pain needs to be covered up and numbed by physical pain, does that mean the former is more painful than the latter?

Yang An was confused.

He looked at the brand-new phone in his hand and the balance of the change inside.

Su Lingyi is indeed a person of her word.

In this respect, he is far superior to me.

You've made so many promises, but how many of them are true and how many are false?

Even if it's true, how many of them will actually come true?

From this, it seems that my character is far inferior to Su Lingyi's.

Just to be on the safe side, Su Lingyi personally escorted him to the high-speed rail station.

The Spring Festival travel rush has passed, and there are very few people even in the train stations.

When the environment is open and spacious, one's mind will also feel more open and relaxed.

Aren't you going to ask me where I'm going?

Upon inspecting the door, the two parted ways.

Yang An turned to look at his former crush.

However, Su Lingyi simply shook her head.

"No need to ask."

Why?

"Wherever you are, I can find you even if you crawl through the sewers, if I want to."

"..."

That's really domineering.

Spending a lot of time with Jiang Nianxi, I can see Jiang Nianxi's shadow in everyone.

Yang An chuckled softly.

I wish you happiness.

"..."

Su Lingyi's small hands, hidden in her sleeves, clenched tightly.

In fact, she could have easily forced the other person to stay, or even placed them under house arrest.

But she ultimately did not do so.

A bird that longs for freedom cannot be caged unless its wings are broken.

Love is too.

Being able to personally see your loved one off at the station is a heart-wrenching experience.

She didn't want to betray the love of her youth.

She didn't want Yang An to inherit her pain.

Yang An doesn't need to suffer; he just needs to live well and be happy, and that's enough.

Even if... in the end, it's not me standing by his side.

Then so.

"I wish you... happiness."

Su Lingyi's nose tingled, and she couldn't hold back her tears, which rolled down her cheeks.

He turned his head away, trying to appear calm.

She was unwilling to accept it, she was so unwilling!

She really didn't want to let him go!

Even if they stay by my side for just one day, just one day of happiness, that would be enough.

"If one day in the future everyone abandons you, just remember..."

"Here, there is a girl surnamed Su who is willing to offer you her passionate heart."

She held onto a sliver of hope.

She placed all her hopes on the uncertain future.

Even if it's only one in ten thousand.

Yang An didn't have anything on him, so there was no need to put his things on the conveyor belt.

He walked through the inspection gate and only paused for a moment when he heard those words.

There was no turning back.

Until the figure completely disappeared at the end of the escalator.

Su Lingyi collapsed to the ground, her body trembling violently.

Her knee hit the ground, and it hurt a lot.

The pain in one's heart is more painful than the physical pain.

She didn't want to think too much, and she didn't want to know any other profound truths.

At least at this moment, the pain in her heart far exceeded the pain in her body.

He was still clutching the printed group photo tightly in his hand.

The young man and woman were laughing happily.

The background features carefully manicured artificial vegetation.

……

where to go?

Yang An had thought about this question countless times.

If we can't stay in Xunshi, where can we go?

Go to...where my parents work?

Or, even further?

"..."

None of them seem quite right.

Without the locator, it will be much more difficult for Jiang Nianxi to find him.

Jiang Nianxi might call the police.

However, Yang An did not believe that the other party would do that.

After all, it's a lose-lose situation.

Anyway, he doesn't care anymore.

I can't go to school, and I can't go home.

Rather than...

A brilliant idea flashed into his mind, and he thought of a good place to go.

Compared to regular trains, high-speed trains make much less noise when entering a station.

The train roared, while the high-speed rail sounded like it was rubbing against each other.

The start and stop are almost imperceptible without the outside scenery as a reference.

One hour later.

"Attention passengers, we are about to arrive at Yong'an South Station. Passengers, please disembark..."

(All place names and personal names in this article are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.)

I was reading a novel for a while when we arrived at our stop.

Yang An stretched and adjusted the back of his chair back to its original position.

This month marks the first time I've used a smartphone, and I never expected that Su Lingyi would buy it for me.

Is it really satire, or drama...?

Novels, short videos, chat software... it's all the same.

During the month he spent at home, he felt like he was living like a caveman.

That button phone could only be used for making calls, sending text messages, and playing Sokoban.

what.

Thinking about it now, I really don't want to live that kind of life again.

He looked up.

The sky over Yong'an was exceptionally blue, possessing a clear and beautiful quality compared to the cloudy skies of Xunshi.

After all, Xunshi experiences frequent showers.

Jiang Nianxi probably never expected him to come here.

A place that's completely out of reach.

There is still quite a bit of time ahead.

I was busy renting a place and dealing with all sorts of things, and it was already seven or eight o'clock in the evening when I still hadn't eaten dinner.

Yang An went wherever the houses were cheapest.

Su Lingyi gave a lot of money.

Yang An was startled at first sight.

Is this the difference between the rich and ordinary people...?

But he still had some sense of shame and resolutely refused.

But I really didn't have a single penny left.

Having no other choice, I reluctantly accepted the thousand yuan.

They promised to return it later, including a new phone.

If you want to make money, start by delivering food.

The beginning is always the hardest...

Yang An sat down in a chair, panting, looking at the cramped room in front of him, and wiped the sweat from his face.

Oh well, I'll just make do with sleeping tonight.

Let's order some takeout first.

"I don't know what to eat... braised chicken with rice..."

Open the food delivery app, and a dazzling array of dishes are neatly arranged.

After looking around and finding nothing appealing, Yang An casually ordered braised chicken.

"Um?"

As soon as I put my phone back in my pocket, I felt a strange resistance in my hand.

This is……

He lowered his head and opened his left trouser pocket.

He opened his mouth.

Inside his pocket was a rolled-up wad of money.

Take it out and count it; it's exactly two thousand, no more, no less.

When was it...?

He remembered.

Perhaps, when taking the photo, Su Lingyi moved closer to him.

"..."

Okay.

This favor is truly hard to repay.

Three thousand it is.

Not a penny less; you'll have to pay it all back in the end.

But... for someone as worthless as myself.

Is it really worth it?

"Bang, bang."

The deliveryman's muffled voice came from outside the door.

"Hello, your takeout has arrived."

"Here it comes, here it comes."

Yang An put the money back in his pocket and quickly got up to open the door.

Braised chicken with rice is indeed very fragrant.

There's something special about Yong'an.

A few minutes later, Yang An tasted the soup and couldn't help but praise it.