Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

The minute hand quietly turns, round and round.

It's eleven o'clock.

Now it is...

Jiang Nianxi picked up her phone and pressed the power button.

A faint fluorescent light shone on her sickly pale face.

"11:42."

There are only 18 minutes left.

It seems... my little darling won't be coming back tonight.

It won't happen again.

Even though she threatened to take her own life.

"hehe……"

She smiled.

The food on the table was left untouched.

Before I leave... let's heat these up one last time.

If Yang An comes back in the future, we can have a hot meal together.

There's always a delicious meal waiting for him at home.

A resolute glint flashed in her eyes.

Perhaps Yang An never realized the weight of this love.

So today, let her personally weigh this love on the scales.

Step onto the bench and grab the rope.

From beginning to end, her gaze never left that door.

Slowly extending forward, until the rope loop was perfectly placed around her fair neck.

I love you.

Jiang Nianxi slowly closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Yang An.

I love you.

I will love you even if I die.

No matter how many times I reincarnate, I will always love you.

My heart is reserved for you alone.

If you don't want it, then it has no value in beating.

Let this be the last time you feel my love for you.

You will always remember me.

I'll make sure you never forget me for the rest of your life!

I am dead, but I live.

I live in your shadow, in every cell of your body, in every nook and cranny of your body.

Until you die, we will be completely merged, becoming one with the earth.

It's like coexistence and parasitism.

Entangled forever, until death do us part.

"Click."

Just as Jiang Nianxi was about to kick the stool away, the sound of the door lock being turned rang out.

She was stunned.

The door slowly opened, revealing the figure standing outside.

He lowered his head, and his body seemed to be trembling slightly.

She smiled, and soon two lines of clear tears streamed down her face.

The clock showed exactly twelve o'clock.

The moment the second hand passes the last number.

Welcome home.

She was right.

This victory belongs to the closed cage she built.

……

"Pfft! Cough...cough..."

A basin of cold water was splashed on his face, and Yang An woke up groggily.

He tried to move his limbs, but felt an extremely tight feeling of restraint.

He was tied to a chair.

It was pitch black all around, with no light to be seen.

At the same time, the clanging of chains was particularly jarring, scraping against my fragile nerves.

What is this place...?

Yang An was somewhat bewildered.

He looked up and was met with a figure.

Although it's hard to see clearly, her shapely figure is quite recognizable.

As the face gradually became clearer from its blurry state.

Yang An's pupils suddenly contracted, and fear swept over his entire body like a tidal wave.

He trembled uncontrollably.

Even his teeth were chattering.

"Jiang, Jiang Nianxi."

Last night, she was crying her heart out to him, throwing herself into his arms and telling him about the separation.

Today, it seems to have completely changed its appearance.

How did I get here?

Where is this place?

Why am I tied up?

His memory seemed extremely vague; he could barely recall anything.

Yang An only remembered that as soon as he opened the door, he saw Jiang Nianxi standing on a stool, ready to get serious.

He was so frightened that he immediately hugged her.

Jiang Nianxi kept sobbing, but she appeared extremely compliant.

She let him carry her down.

Then came the comforting words and other random thoughts.

He never expected that Jiang Nianxi would actually dare to hang herself.

I can't believe it. If I had arrived just a few minutes later, I might have... found a beautiful corpse hanging in my living room when I got home.