Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

The night is deep.

The environment outside the window was once again enveloped in darkness.

This time, however, Yang An closed the window beforehand.

"I'm so sleepy."

Jiang Nianxi pulled the blanket up a little, her eyes blurry.

"Then let's go to sleep." Yang An walked back and sat down, placing the old-fashioned mobile phone on the table next to him.

I don't want to sleep.

To everyone's surprise, the woman shook her head.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but chuckle: "Why?"

I don't feel at ease if you don't sleep with me.

"What should we do then?"

"Come up here and hold me while I sleep." Jiang Nianxi smiled and twisted to the side, leaving enough space on the hospital bed for one person.

Clearly, Yang An was not inclined to accept this suggestion.

A patient is a patient.

He can't guarantee he'll be well-behaved while sleeping.

Kick here, push there.

It's difficult to control your body when you're asleep.

If something unexpected happens, Jiang Nianxi will surely take her anger out on me again.

"You are a patient, and it's only natural for you to sleep in a hospital bed."

He paused, then continued.

"Besides, what if something unexpected happens to you while you're pregnant..."

"Pfft... Hehe, you're worried about me?"

Jiang Nianxi chuckled, her eyes gleaming with interest.

They released the other party, and have been doing so ever since.

I've always accepted whatever comes my way and obeyed whatever advice I give.

I've never seen Yang An say anything like that before.

The sun really did rise in the west today.

Yang An responded quietly after hearing this.

"Go to sleep early, I'll keep an eye on you... so you don't roll off the bed in your sleep."

"If you hold me, I won't roll down."

"not good."

"It's clearly possible."

"Can't."

"Can."

"Can't."

After arguing back and forth, Jiang Nianxi frowned slightly, her expression quite displeased.

She simply propped herself up slightly, pointed to the empty seat next to her, and gave orders.

"Yang An, you, come up here."

"No……"

"I didn't discuss it with you."

In a single sentence, all excuses were dismissed.

A mental slave has no autonomy.

Yang An felt his facial muscles twitching.

After a moment's hesitation, his long-cultivated obedience led him to obediently sit down on the edge of the bed.

Prepare to lie down.

"Hey, you silly boy, take your clothes off."

Seeing that the other person was about to lie down, Jiang Nianxi reluctantly gave the order.

"Why take your clothes off...?"

Yang An paused, looking at the woman on the bed with some confusion.

Suddenly, something came to mind.

He swallowed hard. "Um, Jiang Nianxi, you haven't fully recovered yet, and you're pregnant. It's really not suitable to go tonight..."

The word wasn't said.

But Jiang Nianxi had already belatedly realized it.

"..."

The two looked at each other, speechless for a long time.

No.

Do I look like I have such strong desires?

Jiang Nianxi suddenly felt like laughing.

She pointed to her face, tilting her head slightly: "You think I asked you to sleep with me so we could do *that*? Because I wanted to?"

"Uh...isn't it...?"

The further they went, the weaker the voices of the young people became.

It was as if all their confidence had been drained away.

"Of course not. I asked you to hold me, not to do *that* to me. You're being silly."

Jiang Nianxi laughed in exasperation and lay back down in bed.

Looking at the pristine white ceiling, the smell of disinfectant still lingered in my nostrils.

She felt that her mind control might have gone a bit too far.

They've turned our little darling into a complete idiot.

"..."

"What are you standing there for? Take off your clothes. You definitely need to take off your clothes to sleep."

"Oh... okay."

"...a little dummy."

She opened her arms and smiled gently.

They turned off the lights and squeezed into one bed.

The hospital bed isn't small; if you squeeze in, it can comfortably accommodate two people.

Jiang Nianxi cannot sleep on her side.

But then he asked to be held.

At her request, Yang An turned and hugged her.

Even so, Yang An didn't dare put his leg on it.

I was afraid of putting pressure on her stomach and causing something to happen.

This feeling of both fear and worry.

It's a really strange feeling...

It was pitch black all around.

But everything seems to be changing.

The figures hidden in the corners twisted and turned.

It's a smiling face, and it's a crying face.

Countless gazes seemed to be fixed on Yang An.

Even lying in bed, I felt like I was sitting on pins and needles.

Yang An instinctively wanted to curl up to protect himself.

But when his knee touched the other person's warm, protruding belly, he froze, and finally slowly lowered it.

That's not right.

How ridiculous.

Ha ha.

Even if they suffer greatly themselves, they still have to consider other people's feelings again and again.

Whether they are perpetrators or innocent victims.

Perhaps what traps us is never physical constraint.

Rather, they are mental shackles.

From childhood to adulthood, education is provided through word of mouth.

Be kind, be free, be upright.

Society teaches people to deceive, to obey, and to stand by and watch.

Two completely different thoughts were entangled in my mind.

Too much kindness is not good.

It will become a handle for manipulation.

Too much indifference will chill the heart of society.

What is the correct way to do it?

You are always the one who traps yourself.

Regardless of Jiang Nianxi's intervention, life would inevitably slide in a worse direction.

Because an absolutely naive person will inevitably regret their past naivety when they are old and nearing the end of their life.

If possible.

Kill the twisted version of yourself you once were.

Perhaps the future will be better.

Really?

"Well……"

In her daze, Jiang Nianxi still turned slightly to the side and placed her hand on his back.

The familiar warmth enveloped my body once again.

It dispelled the darkness in my mind as well.

The figures were distorted and blurred.

Finally, it appeared and disappeared.

It becomes both existent and non-existent.

If possible, I want to stay in this warmth forever, like a baby in my mother's arms.

There was no social discrimination or hardship.

What a lucky thing.

Yang An closed his tired eyes, feeling the warmth against his body.

Scalding hot.

A strange sense of peace.

The fear is gradually subsiding.

Is this dependency fostered by being imprisoned in the basement?

But just relying on this is already pretty good.

At least I'll sleep well tonight.

Goodnight, broken self.

……

Goodnight, my wife?

……

After a week of observation in the hospital, Jiang Nianxi was discharged.

The time after returning home became extremely short and relaxing.

Jiang Nianxi's tastes gradually changed as well.

At first, I liked to eat sour food, but later, as my belly grew bigger and more visible, I started to like spicy food.

The change in taste is strange.

Sometimes, I like to eat both flavors.

During this period, Yang An was not as relaxed as he was during his university years.

But compared to other places, it's still quite relaxing.

She usually takes care of Jiang Nianxi and does housework.

The longer it's delayed, the longer it goes on.

My stomach feels like it's being inflated like a balloon.

Gradually, Jiang Nianxi became unable to do heavy work and cooking.

Yang An naturally took over all of this.

I'm starting to learn how to cook again, how to care for myself during pregnancy, and how to take care of others...