Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

"Well……"

If a woman is truly sleepy, she would have already curled up into a ball and fallen asleep quietly like a kitten.

Clearly, they have no intention of going to sleep yet.

"It's alright... I wanted to talk to you."

Yang An chuckled: "What's there to say?"

I just want to talk to you.

"..."

That's strange.

They chatted casually, and his previously sleepy mind became much clearer.

If possible, I really hope Jiang Nianxi will compensate me for my emotional distress.

Ok.

Although it's impossible.

"Baby, I'm actually quite envious of you."

Jiang Nianxi's breathing gradually softened.

"You used to be just as lonely as I was, but compared to me, you are much luckier."

"...Maybe you don't want to hear this."

She shrank a little deeper into the blankets, covering half her face, her two big eyes seeming to gleam faintly in the darkness.

She looked at Yang An and hesitated for a long time.

Ultimately, I chose to continue speaking.

Perhaps Yang An fell asleep while listening.

Perhaps, they simply don't care.

It doesn't matter anymore.

"I remember it most vividly from junior high school."

"From childhood to adulthood, I've almost always sat alone... Well, I've had a deskmate once or twice, and both times it was a girl."

"I have plenty of suitors, what do they know about being so young?"

At this point, Jiang Nianxi gave a cryptic chuckle.

"Some women couldn't stand it, so they spread rumors about me behind my back, saying that I had affairs with so-and-so and slept with so-and-so."

"Many girls started to form cliques and isolate me based on hearsay."

"I don't have many friends. I only live with my mother and I never cause trouble."

This broken little family cannot afford the consequences of causing trouble.

My mother, Qin Heyue, has always raised me this way.

It's neither right nor wrong.

Young Jiang Nianxi was sensible at a young age and naturally understood the reasons behind it.

Unable to afford compensation, unable to retaliate, must endure.

However, excessive forbearance and humility at an age when one's mind is not yet fully developed often result in malice.

Because people will subconsciously perceive you as weak and easily bullied.

identical.

Human patience has its limits.

"Later... three boys from the neighboring school came to find me, and I beat them up badly. After that, no one dared to bully me anymore."

She seemed somewhat proud, even her tone was rising.

"Bullying...you?"

Although Yang An turned around, his voice reached his ears without being missed.

Jiang Nianxi.

Being bullied and isolated?

Such niche sentences.

Given a woman's superhuman strength, let alone bullying her, even the school bully would probably avoid her.

A middle school student could probably take on an adult single-handedly...

His curiosity was piqued.

"You get bullied too?"

Why not?

Jiang Nianxi chuckled softly.

Sometimes, you don't need a reason to bully someone.

Or rather, any one of them, as long as it doesn't look right to you, can become a reason.

Even if it is not weak.

As long as weakness or cowardice is shown.

Then someone will dare to ride on your head.

"...And then what?" Yang An closed his eyes.

"Afterwards, I paid compensation, but the police were reluctant to believe it at the time, and kept asking me if I had taken anything else or if anyone else had helped me."

"We lost a lot of money... Those three aren't good people either, they're in the wrong."

"My mother...knelt before their parents and received a letter of forgiveness."

"..."

An eerie silence fell over the room.

Yang An wanted to continue listening, but Jiang Nianxi seemed to have her throat squeezed, and remained silent for a long time.

There were only two people breathing faintly around them.

"...Why aren't you saying anything?"

He couldn't help but ask.

"..."

Is it just an illusion?

It seems I vaguely heard something...

A sob that shouldn't be heard here.

Jiang Nianxi cried?

He turned around and saw that the woman was already curled up in the quilt.

All that remained outside was a head of black hair.

The two people were very close.

Although there is no contact now, Yang An can faintly feel a slight tremor beside him.

"Waaah..."

"..."

"Jiang...Jiang Nianxi?"

"Waaah..."

It's possible that the conversation touched on traumatic experiences, causing the woman to suddenly lose control of her emotions.

In this situation, Yang An was at a loss.

He couldn't fully empathize with women.

If we really have to discuss it...

The only traumatic experience I've ever had since childhood was probably caused by Jiang Nianxi.

But even so.

Revisiting that terrifying past only makes one tremble and feel panic.

Not to the point of shedding tears or breaking down in tears.

What he didn't know was.

Compared to his year of suffering.

Jiang Nianxi's suffering lasted for a full nineteen years.

No one likes to be trapped in the pain of the past.

Unless it's unforgettable enough.

It makes the brain immediately emit a sharp cry whenever it is mentioned or seen as a similar object.

A wake-up call time and time again.

Don't repeat the same mistakes.

Don't repeat the same mistakes.

Don't repeat the same mistakes.

There was no one there anymore.

I cannot allow myself to fall into suffering a second time.

This kind of trauma is not temporary, nor is it short-lived, and it cannot be cured.

Once trauma persists, time is stretched indefinitely.

You'll only get deeper and deeper into it, to the point that even reaching out a hand becomes extremely difficult.

Many people choose drug treatment.

However, all the medicine the doctor prescribed for Jiang Nianxi last time was thrown into the trash can.

I didn't eat a single one.

Even the smallest rumor can trigger a person's emotions to overflow instantly.

"..."

I don't know how to comfort you.

Seeing this scene, Yang An felt an inappropriate pity and sorrow.

It seems that even their own emotions were affected.

What is this?

Was it a long period of imprisonment that deeply bound him to a woman?

Or is it simply...

When the owner is sad, the dog will also become silent.

Am I a dog?

Maybe so.

He hesitated for a moment, then gradually moved to the side of Jiang Nianxi.

The moment their skin touched, the intense heat nearly burned him.

There's nothing they can do, and they won't listen to any advice.

Although all of this was caused by Jiang Nianxi talking to herself.

His hand moved slowly, touching his arm and then his back.

Finally, they hugged.

"Waaah..."

Jiang Nianxi was still crying, but she instinctively snuggled into his arms.

His head was buried in it.

A small patch of fabric on Yang An's chest quickly became wet.

We agreed to have a chat.

But now, things have turned into two people embracing.

He gently patted the woman's back.

Despite not saying a word.

After a short while, perhaps with Yang An by her side, Jiang Nianxi gradually recovered.

It was pitch black inside the blankets.

Yang An, however, felt that he could vaguely see the other person's red eyes.

And her bright red nose.

One pull at a time.

"I'm sleepy... let's just sleep like this."

Finally, Jiang Nianxi gave a soft hum and hugged Yang An even tighter.

Just like when I was a child, I would hug a doll.

It is the last emotional refuge in this world.