Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

Only then can the tense nerves get a little relaxation.

Because you don't have to think about anything.

Naturally, there will be no pain from overthinking.

To some extent, this is a form of psychological victory.

But there is no better way than to escape.

The most suitable method is one that allows you to be free from suffering in the present moment.

"Breakfast is almost ready. I was quite tired last night... so I slept in a little longer. I didn't realize it was already 10 o'clock."

Jiang Nianxi hung the apron on the hook by the kitchen door and then turned to walk towards the balcony.

Pick up the watering can and start watering the plants one by one.

Yang An already had these potted plants at home.

However, most of them didn't survive the winter.

During that time, not only were Yang An's parents not at home, but Jiang Nianxi and Yang An were also not there.

Jiang Nianxi returned a few times, but instead of watering the plants, she paid the property management fee and left.

So... these original owners naturally died.

The potted plants currently displayed on the balcony were carefully selected by Jiang Nianxi herself.

Every single potted plant has been pruned by her.

It grows vigorously yet delicately.

"It's turned a bit yellow... Luckily I got a bag of fertilizer a few days ago, I'll sprinkle it on after dinner."

She squatted down, picked up a slightly yellowed leaf, and shook her head with some regret.

After much deliberation, I decided to cut the leaf off with scissors.

A potted plant is a potted plant.

If it doesn't grow into the desired shape, then you can only prune it yourself.

Yesterday I went out and passed by our high school.

She put down the scissors, picked up a mini rake, and turned the soil over and over to loosen it for the potted plant.

"It seems there was a car accident a few days ago, but it wasn't one of our students, just two unrelated passersby."

"A tricycle and a car collided in front of our school."

"I heard... that person's head was smashed off, blood was everywhere, and many witnesses were so frightened that they ended up in the hospital."

Jiang Nianxi always appeared remarkably calm when describing such bloody scenes.

He didn't even move his eyebrows.

But things weren't so good for Yang An.

Hearing the bloody scene, he instinctively frowned and turned to look at the kitchen.

He was very opposed to it.

Very much incompatible.

Especially bloody and terrifying things.

Ever since being released from the basement, even something as simple as scaling a fish or just looking at it makes me feel nauseous.

I feel nauseous.

Especially the fishy smell, the rusty smell.

I remember one time in particular, and it left a very deep impression on me.

That day, Jiang Nianxi accidentally cut her hand. Perhaps out of a desire to gain sympathy, she deliberately showed him the cut, wanting him to blow on it.

Or lick it.

The wound was shallow, and it only bled a little, but it looked rather scary.

Faced with this situation, Yang An originally wanted to comply with the other party's wishes.

But the moment you bend down and take the other person's small hand.

The smell of blood, the color of dark red.

His first reaction wasn't to blow, but to gag.

Uncontrollable nausea.

This vomit.

Not only was Jiang Nianxi stunned.

Even Yang An himself was somewhat at a loss.

They stood frozen in place.

"How about around one or two in the afternoon, when the weather clears up a bit, I'll take you to the rooftop to sunbathe?"

After a while, Jiang Nianxi finally finished tidying up the potted plants on the balcony and turned around with a smile.

"Okay..." Yang An's Adam's apple bobbed.

"I can't stay cooped up at home all the time... I'm pregnant, and I've heard that getting more sunshine can make the baby smarter."

In some ways, being able to sunbathe on the rooftop can be a form of relaxation.

He stood there in a daze for a long time until the woman brought the food to the table, then he shakily picked up the cup and took a sip.

Half an hour later.

"Go change into something looser. Since you're going out, you can't show too much skin."

"..."

I just went up to sunbathe.

They can even make so many demands regarding clothing.

Jiang Nianxi is probably in a league of her own.

After Yang An changed, he had just walked to the door when the woman beside him frowned slightly.

"no."

"Um?"

His hand was already on the doorknob when he turned around, his face full of confusion.

However, Jiang Nianxi simply looked him up and down and shook her head.

"Replace it."

Why...?

Yang An glanced down at his outfit, a simple short-sleeved shirt, nothing particularly strange about it.

Actually, it's not bad...

"It's too revealing," Jiang Nianxi said calmly.

"what?"

I said…

She walked up to him, crossed her arms over her chest, and lifted his sleeve with the other.

Tilting its head, it looked around.

Finally, he reluctantly let go.

"You can't wear this dress out."

"But it's so hot outside..."

"No, that's absolutely not allowed."

"I……"

Yang An opened his mouth, about to refute.

But the sense of submission that came from within left his mind blank.

I can't find any way to refute it.

"..."

The temperature in Xunshi today is 38 degrees Celsius.

The perceived temperature is 42 degrees Celsius.

Adding to the heat, there was a heavy rain the night before, making the air hot and humid.

If you wear long sleeves, you'll start sweating just by standing there for a few minutes.

Jiang Nianxi, on the other hand, set an example by wearing simple sportswear.

They were all wearing long sleeves and long pants.

Given her constitution, she probably doesn't mind the heat very much.

But Yang An suffered terribly.

By the time the two finally climbed the stairs to the roof, Yang An was drenched in sweat.

Jiang Nianxi was not satisfied with any of the clothes she changed.

Finally, they simply dragged him into the bedroom and personally picked out each item one by one.

I was forced to wear two layers before I was allowed to go out.

"Hmm...it's very humid today."

Jiang Nianxi leaned against the edge of the table, tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

The dazzling sunlight shone on her face, making her already fair skin appear even whiter.

It even has a reflective effect.

There is a hazy halo around the edges of people.

"The sun is very big."

She opened her eyes with a smile and added.

"..."

When will this torture end?

In this setting, Jiang Nianxi leisurely basked in the sun.

But Yang An was already getting restless.

Sweat, heat, stuffiness.

He felt as if he were trapped in a steamer, and after being steamed for a long time, he turned into a tender little steamed bun.

The description is not quite accurate.

But it's really hot.

It's so hot it's maddening.

So much so that the moment I closed my eyes, sweat seeped into my eye sockets.

It's both spicy and painful.

I tried to wipe it with my sleeve, but it only made it spicier.

In Yang An's view, the sun's blessing was no different from a slow heatstroke.

He even had a kind of illusion.

If you stay a few more minutes, you might get the infamous heatstroke.

That's because my internal organs were completely suffocated; there was no way to save me.

"Hmm? Little Bao is swimming again."

As if sensing something, Jiang Nianxi suddenly lowered her head and gently stroked her belly.