Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

Day after day, from morning till night.

Only sleep seems to have any meaning.

Perhaps we should be thankful.

The place we are in now is not that simple little bed in the basement.

No matter how you put it.

This can be considered a kind of compromise.

We've escaped the most terrifying time.

So much so that even sleeping has become a long-lost luxury.

Child... Parents...

Just like in the last year or two.

Living in a daze, suffering in a daze.

Responsibility, commitment, and the transformation of identity.

They all became extremely superficial.

The prolonged mental siege has made the individual's existence seem to supersede everything else.

As long as you are alive, you are happy.

The best outcome is to avoid suffering.

What freedom?

What is the goal?

What future?

None of that matters.

Live simply, live comfortably.

It's already an unattainable dream.

His eyes were half-open, but his consciousness had already sunk into a state of chaos.

Jiang Nianxi's intermittent words were already mixed with the noisy rain outside.

It has become nothing more than a backdrop to sleep.

"..."

What a sleepy little cat.

uh-huh?

Jiang Nianxi gently patted Yang An's back, and the words she spoke shifted from naming him to nursery rhymes.

Humming softly.

Go to sleep, go to sleep.

Once you fall asleep, there will be no more pain.

I will always be by your side.

I'll hold you while I sleep.

You are no longer unsafe.

You won't be alone anymore.

I've been watching you.

I watch you fall asleep.

I am watching your clarity of mind.

There were only the two of us in this dimly lit bedroom.

They were inseparable.

……

Xunbei Airport.

"Lingyi, have you thought this through?"

The middle-aged man in the suit glanced down at his watch, then spoke in a gentle tone.

Su Lingyi, who was standing to the side, simply nodded expressionlessly.

Leaving Xun City.

Perhaps, this is the best escape.

No.

Escaping is the best solution.

There's no point in staying here anymore.

The middle-aged man and the elegant lady beside him exchanged glances, their eyes showing a hint of relief.

Until you step onto the overpass.

Su Lingyi stopped and turned around one last time to look at the city where she had lived for eighteen years.

Before leaving the basement, she and Jiang Nianxi talked about something else.

No one knows.

This secret will probably never be known by anyone again.

Letting go is a form of liberation.

Things have come to this point, and continuing to persist will only be pointless.

"Oh……"

Jiang Nianxi is right about something.

She believed herself to be noble and redeemed.

Is it truly kindness from the bottom of one's heart?

she does not know.

It is also destined to remain unanswered.

Maybe so, maybe not.

It's all meaningless now.

"..."

Let's go.

Leave this place.

However, Su Lingyi felt that she would probably find it difficult to have a second relationship.

Who knows what the future holds?

Let's take a step by step.

Yang An...

I wish you happiness.

Before boarding the plane, I touched this land one last time.

Heading towards an uncertain future.

……

"If you had the chance to do it all over again, would you still choose to save me?"

When I woke up, it was still raining.

Jiang Nianxi nestled in Yang An's arms, half asleep and half awake, her eyes glazed over.

Her voice was unusually muffled.

It's sticky; sometimes the first and last sounds can stick together.

There's something strangely cute about it...

"Um?……"

"..."

To save, or not to save.

They are simply two completely different paths.

Time cannot be turned back.

Even if Yang An was confused, he always knew this.

If he were to choose now, knowing all the possible consequences in the future...

In the few seconds that the knife falls, take time to think.

Saving one person means one more person will live in the world.

If we don't save one person, there will be one more happy person in the world.

It seems that no matter what you choose, it will never be perfect.

It really tests a person's morality.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

Yang An was not a saint.

If he knew the future, he might hesitate, but he wouldn't rush in.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

Facts are facts; what happened has led to the present situation.

When making a choice, no one knows what awaits them the moment they press the button.

Is it darkness or salvation?

If such a choice is to be applied rigidly, it goes beyond simply saving lives.

Every detail of our future interactions can be a choice.

The final outcome is determined by countless choices made by people themselves.

Then it becomes impossible to distinguish right from wrong.

Because every second is a choice.

Every second, a tiny change in movement can lead to two completely different outcomes.

Therefore, discussing it is actually meaningless.

This topic itself is meaningless.

Life can't really present options and make choices as simple as solving elementary school math problems.

Every second is a choice.

As long as you're alive, you live a life of choices.

Therefore, he chose not to answer.

"..."

The long silence, set against the backdrop of rain outside the window, had a unique charm.

Since Yang An didn't answer, Jiang Nianxi, who was already confused, didn't intend to force him to answer.

We've already come this far.

Is there any room for reversal?

Jiang Nianxi lay on his chest, vaguely feeling the life force inside her.

Like a little fish.

Gently kissing flesh and blood.

He tapped and tapped, but only lightly.

Within this little life, the double strands of DNA came from both her and Yang An.

That's why I say... life is such a wondrous thing.

The combination of two cells can create an independent thought.

she thinks.

My own fate and Yang An's fate.

From the day we met, it was already like the genetic material of this little life.

They are bound together, until the moment their lives burn out, unwavering until death.

Never to be apart.

And happiness.

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What's wrong with that?

A person only lives once, and has only one life.

If it makes you happy, it makes you feel good.

Be a little selfish, be a little controlling.

That's understandable, isn't it?

Just like now, we hold each other tightly and fall into a deep sleep in the rainy night.

No one will bother you.

This is the whole world.

(This contains negative values; please don't criticize. It was written this way intentionally and there's no intention to promote anything.)

……

Good morning, sweetie.

Early in the morning, the heavy rain outside the window gradually subsided, eventually leaving only a few scattered raindrops.

It might be because of the hot weather.

Even after the rain stopped, a thin layer of mist lingered outside, refusing to dissipate.

Of course, there was no wind either.

So overall, both indoors and outdoors are quite stuffy and humid.

Opening the window makes no difference.

"Um……"

As soon as I pushed open the bedroom door, Jiang Nianxi, who was untying her apron, greeted me without turning her head.

Yang An responded softly and slowly sat down on the sofa.

Daydreaming has become a daily occurrence.

It took up most of the time.

Jiang Nianxi robbed him of most of his time, and he chose to spend most of the rest of his time spacing out.

Only in this way.