Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

The people outside seemed to have gone deaf.

He could hear sounds from outside.

However, those outside were extremely insensitive to his voice.

There was almost no reaction.

"Help! I'm down there! Help me!"

Yang An pulled hard on the iron chain, making a clanging sound.

He used almost the loudest voice he had ever used in his life.

But it was still to no avail.

It lasted a full half hour.

No one stopped walking on his head.

There was only one brief pause.

Then the car roared away.

He could hear the car starting and the wheels rolling over the ground.

But his voice had already gone hoarse from shouting.

My vocal cords were burning from shouting.

"..."

It was as if there was a one-way barrier between the people outside and the people in the basement.

Everything is one-way.

He was trapped in a completely isolated city within a city.

No matter how desperately they cried for help, they never received a response.

Yang An gripped the edge of the bed tightly, his eyes almost bloodshot.

Hope was right in front of us.

Hope was right in front of us!!!

He didn't know what kind of modifications Jiang Nianxi had made to the basement.

But despair and fear had already gripped his heart.

No.

do not do that.

Don't go!!

Don't go!!!

"Help me!! Are you deaf?!"

"..."

Until there was absolutely no sound outside.

Yang An slumped down, his chest heaving violently, but his eyes were devoid of light.

He was in a daze, his brain seemingly freezing for a moment.

This fleeting hope is often more tormenting than eternal darkness.

Because you can see it.

But that's all there is to it—just seeing it.

About ten minutes later.

Faint footsteps sounded again from above.

But it wasn't as noisy and chaotic as last time.

There is only one.

In this situation, the only possibility is that Jiang Nianxi has returned.

really.

A moment later, the partition was quietly opened.

A woman's slender figure came into his view.

"Goodness..."

Jiang Nianxi turned on the light, and the first thing she did was not to look at Yang An, but simply look around.

See if there are any differences since before you left.

After all, what happened not long ago had indeed left her with some caution.

After confirming that everything was correct, he slowly walked up to Yang An and looked down at him from his elevated position.

"You were very well-behaved today too."

She shook off her weariness, sat on the edge of the bed, and gently stroked Yang An's cheek.

Yang An trembled the moment he was touched.

This is a barrier left by prolonged stress.

I can't control it.

However, Jiang Nianxi doesn't care about these details now.

After all, they're already here; they can't run away. Taming them is just a matter of time.

It took humans tens of thousands of years to domesticate dogs.

It is much simpler for a human to tame another human.

Weeks, months, or even a year.

A wolf's wildness needs to be tamed before it can become a dog.

The human spirit is often more vulnerable than the wildness of a wolf.

"Wow, I saw something really interesting when I went to the city today."

Jiang Nianxi cleared her throat, leaned against Yang An's chest, and traced circles on his chest with her index finger.

"I ran into an old classmate of ours, you've probably forgotten him, he was in our class..."

"We were deskmates back then, and I would bring you food every day..."

"The time I remember most clearly, the one that made me the angrier I ever was, was when you actually spilled the snacks I painstakingly bought for you, hmph..."

"I'll remember this for the rest of my life..."

"..."

They chattered on and on, sharing the trivialities of life and fragments of memories.

Yang Anze was like a soulless puppet, his eyes vacant.

Let the other party manipulate you, and remain unmoved.

They also failed to provide any response.

"By the way, sweetie, did you hear any strange noises today?"

Suddenly, Jiang Nianxi remembered something, raised her head, and asked with a smile.

strange sound.

Yang An closed his eyes; only his faint breathing proved that he was still alive.

He didn't want to answer.

"For example... the footsteps of other people..." The woman's tone gradually became tentative.

Upon hearing the word "footsteps," Yang An's body tensed almost instinctively.

Jiang Nianxi happened to be pressed against him, and she could keenly detect any slight change.

Although Yang An did not utter a single word from beginning to end.

This coincidental tension only served to confirm her probing.

Jiang Nianxi chuckled softly and didn't ask any further questions.

The two of them snuggled together like that, spending the entire afternoon in the dimly lit basement.

It seems like they could simply hold each other like this and spend their whole lives together.

It is also a good choice.

Warmth is all around us.

The whole world is around us.

There will be no more separation.

All that remains for Jiang Nianxi is eternal happiness.

To receive love that is taken for granted, to receive love that is compensated for, to receive love that is taken for granted.

If love can heal past wounds.

She thought that her current actions were nothing more than an attempt to find a substitute for her past self.

The world owes her so much love.

Then she... took it back herself.

……

As evening approached, Jiang Nianxi fell asleep again.

The suppressed fire within Yang An rekindled.

That is a yearning for freedom.

It is also a pursuit of liberation.

He longed to leave this dark and gloomy basement.

Torture, perversion, imprisonment, sexual desire.

It filled every moment of his time, every inch of his body.

Here, Yang An was no longer himself.

Besides waiting for Jiang Nianxi to leave, there is another escape route.

Because the partition is not locked all the time.

There was a lock on the outside, but only a bolt on the inside.

Jiang Nianxi would only lock the lock when she went out.

It's probably because Yang An himself was bound by chains, so Jiang Nianxi felt more relaxed after spending time with him.

So when I go to sleep, I simply plug in the partition latch.

But here's the problem.

Jiang Nianxi fell asleep in his arms.

If Yang An wanted to take advantage of this moment to pull the pin and run away.

It's very difficult.

It's much bigger than finding tools to pick the lock yourself.

Moreover, the shackles on his hands were only loosened by loosening the screws; removing them would take more time and make a lot of noise.

In this situation, Jiang Nianxi would be 100% woken up.

And she would absolutely not show any mercy by pinning him to the bed and punishing him again and again.

It never ends.

"..."

My body is too weak now, and even with prolonged periods of restricted activity, I can only prevent my muscles from atrophying too much.

Jiang Nianxi wanted to subdue him, but even if she simply pressed him down, let alone used her hands, he would have no chance to fight back.

Reality is just that cruel.

What should I do?

Yang An's brain was racing.

At this moment, even my chaotic nerves seemed to have calmed down.