Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

As summer progresses, it often gets light earlier.

As the first rays of dawn shone in, they fell upon Yang An's retina.

He flicked his fingertips and then pursed his dry lips.

Its daybreak.

The nurse came to check on the patients as usual, and as soon as she entered, she saw that the young man had two big dark circles under his eyes, like a panda. Hearing the door open, he turned around to look at her.

"Eh... are you a family member of the patient?"

She chuckled awkwardly a few times and asked in a low voice.

This is the same question again.

Yang An's short-circuited brain was no longer capable of thinking about many things.

He just nodded subconsciously.

"Oh, okay... then why aren't you sleeping? The patient is actually fine."

The nurse came in and looked at the other beds, then scratched her face, looking somewhat helpless.

"You need to change her dressing in an hour. Just don't leave then."

Yang An nodded numbly.

Like a emotionless robot that only goes through the motions.

Given the situation, what could the nurse say? She could only silently leave the ward and close the door behind her.

The woman in the bed was still asleep.

Although his eyes were closed, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

It seems the dream wasn't good.

The arrival of daylight was a good thing for Yang An.

Because there is light, there is no need to fear the darkness.

There won't be any strange noises.

Perhaps I'm just too sensitive, to the point that I magnify even the smallest or most insignificant things, causing me to feel fear.

He comforted himself.

At least, we can still see the light.

Instead of being trapped in a dark basement like before.

Suffering from severe mental torment.

correct.

What time is it now?

He fumbled around on his person for a while and finally pulled out an old-fashioned mobile phone.

This basic mobile phone was a keypad phone that Jiang Nianxi bought for him on the day he was hospitalized.

The new phone that Su Lingyi bought for him was disassembled into a pile of scrap and thrown into the trash can in less than a month.

The same thing happened after we came out of the basement.

Only old-fashioned mobile phones can be used.

Even the slightest touch of a smartphone, even if it's Jiang Nianxi's own, will immediately set her off.

"Six o'clock... thirty."

My head is foggy and confused.

But Yang An knew that he should take care of someone now and needed to go buy breakfast.

So he stood up unsteadily.

As soon as he stood up straight, it seemed like the blood supply was insufficient, and his brain shut down completely.

It's black in front of you.

If I hadn't been quick enough to grab the table next to me at that crucial moment...

This is likely to hit Jiang Nianxi in the stomach.

Depend on.

He cursed under his breath.

Only after his vision returned to normal and he could see the light clearly again did Yang An slowly walk out of the ward.

I don't know what to buy for breakfast.

Because Jiang Nianxi usually makes them herself.

As for what the other person likes to eat and what they don't like to eat.

It seems like I've never cared.

After taking a stroll around the hospital grounds, I returned to my ward with a bag of soy milk and some fried dough sticks in my hand.

As soon as I opened the door, a gaze immediately shifted to me.

"..."

Jiang Nianxi woke up.

Upon seeing this, Yang An felt a sudden tremor in his heart.

I don't know why.

Upon seeing that slightly innocent gaze, he would instinctively want to run away.

Breakfast was placed on the table to the side.

"The child is alright..."

He lowered his head and sat back down on the stool, unable to think of a topic for a moment.

He could only say it silently.

"Mmm..." Jiang Nianxi nodded.

He didn't seem to care much.

Could it be that... this child doesn't care?

Why did you insist on having children in the first place?

Yang An didn't understand.

Jiang Nianxi in front of me is too ordinary.

Another eerie silence followed.

Both of them fell silent.

If Yang An had nothing to say, then...

Jiang Nianxi had just woken up and was still somewhat disoriented.

The effects of the medication may not have completely worn off.

Simply a little listless.

Therefore, they tend to be more taciturn than usual.

This is not the way to go.

Sitting alone on the stool, facing such an awkward and silent atmosphere, Yang An finally cautiously raised his head.

"that."

He pointed to the still-warm breakfast on the table.

"You eat first."

"..."

Jiang Nianxi tilted her head slightly, her gaze lingering on the soy milk and fried dough wrapped in a plastic bag.

His eyes were as still as a deep well.

He showed no outward emotion whatsoever.

She stared for too long.

So long that Yang An had the illusion that her eyes were still open, but she was already asleep.

Jiang Nianxi straightened her head and slowly closed her beautiful eyes.

His slightly pale lips parted slightly.

"...You feed me."

"Me? Feed you?"

"Um……"

The conditions are not considered harsh.

Surprisingly simple.

Having received the order, Yang An took action.

He opened the plastic bag, first inserted the straw into the soy milk, and then held the straw to Jiang Nianxi's mouth.

"..."

Jiang Nianxi didn't open her mouth.

He brought the straw closer, pressing it against the other person's red lips.

The other person, however, pretended to be dead, keeping their eyes closed.

"Jiang Nianxi, get up and have a drink."

Remembering that drinking it while lying down would be a bit uncomfortable, Yang An lowered his eyes and put the soy milk back on the table.

Perhaps Jiang Nianxi is still too weak to exert her strength.

Although he considered the possibility very small.

Now that things have come to this, it doesn't matter anymore.

He reached out and supported Jiang Nianxi's soft shoulder, while his other hand went under her back.

They wanted to help Jiang Nianxi get back on her feet in this way.

Sitting halfway up the bed is much better than lying down.

This time, Jiang Nianxi complied.

He was able to lean comfortably against the hospital bed.

But her lips remained tightly closed, giving her a stubborn look.

Finally, Yang An had no choice but to take the soy milk and put it in his hand, looking completely helpless.

"What do you want?"

"..."

Jiang Nianxi didn't even lift her eyelids: "...Feed me."

"I feed you, but you won't open your mouth."

Hardships have smoothed out the rough edges of Yang An's character, but even the most timid man can't help but feel speechless in the face of such a scene.

He readily complied with his advice.

But when they throw a tantrum, there's really nothing you can do.

Moreover...

The accident that almost caused her to miscarry was ultimately not really her fault.

Is it really necessary to throw a tantrum?

"I said, feed me."

Jiang Nianxi turned her head away and murmured softly.

Then he added a sentence in a casual tone.

"Feed me with your own mouth."

"..."

Feed it to your face.

This scene always feels familiar, like something I've seen before.

However, Yang An is now more or less immune to it.

After all, Jiang Nianxi had been making excessive demands for a long time.

If we really have to calculate it, then the current requirements can even be considered quite reasonable.

"……good."

Yang An sighed, put the straw in his mouth, and took a sip.

Then, puffing out his cheeks, he slowly approached that stunningly beautiful face.

"Waaah."

Seeing this, Jiang Nianxi stopped being stubborn, obediently straightened her head, and raised her chin.

His mouth finally opened a crack.