Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

"With me by your side, giving you enough companionship, the game becomes insignificant, doesn't it?"

She seems to be thinking about the young people all the time.

With their skin pressed tightly together, their body temperatures exchanged and balanced imperceptibly.

It was completely dark by then.

But the window was still open, and the curtains were drawn to the sides and secured with long ties.

"Should we turn off the lights?"

After a while, Jiang Nianxi slightly raised her chin and examined the young man's features.

"……Um."

However, all he received was a low, indistinct groan.

She smiled, said nothing more, propped herself up, and pressed the switch.

The bedroom was plunged into darkness in an instant.

Apart from the moonlight coming through the window, there was almost no other light source.

It takes a while for my eyes to gradually adjust to the darkness.

The outline of a person's face can barely be seen.

"Would you like to draw the curtains?"

"don't want."

"Why?" Jiang Nianxi exhaled a hot breath.

"Once you've pulled the zipper up, you're going to start touching me."

Yang An said with a helpless expression.

In fact, it's just stating the facts.

"Hehe." This made Jiang Nianxi laugh. "You're touching me... then tell me, which hand or foot did I touch?"

"..."

"Why aren't you saying anything? Are you shy?"

"..."

"I'm not a monster that eats people without spitting out the bones. I won't eat you. Don't act like you're guarding against a thief. It's really sad."

"..."

Silence is the best form of retaliation.

Rather than arguing about this unspeakable matter, Yang An felt it was better to just quietly wait for the next wave of drowsiness to come.

He remained silent.

As Jiang Nianxi spoke, she also became somewhat disinterested.

Continuing a conversation that goes unanswered will not only hurt people, but also subtly damage relationships.

Gradually, she went from teasing softly at the beginning to whispering incessantly later.

Until finally, only faint breathing remained in the silence.

Without careful observation, it's difficult to even detect the wisp of heat hitting your chest.

Jiang Nianxi fell asleep.

She was almost completely naked.

Yang An was wrapped up tightly.

Is it hot?

It's undeniably hot.

It's ridiculously hot.

She was already wearing a lot of clothes, and then Jiang Nianxi, her constant source of heat, was holding her tightly.

In the middle of autumn, I even felt a bit sweaty.

Jiang Nianxi didn't care.

She was wearing very little clothing and was holding a hand warmer in her arms.

She slept peacefully.

But the price was that Yang An was not at ease at all, and even after three or four hours, he was not sleepy.

The physical heat exacerbated the mental confusion.

He recalled what he had read that morning.

He remembered what the woman had once told him.

I remembered that nonsensical dream.

Chaos, rape, women's laughter...

Was it really a dream?

He began to have doubts.

Is it what is called memory, slowly emerging?

That's so true.

It almost completely overlaps with what's in the diary.

He couldn't be sure that he had actually written these diaries himself.

But most likely, they won't admit they're wrong.

He is very clear about his writing style.

They know exactly when to pause, when to break into paragraphs, and even what punctuation marks to use.

It's so similar, so incredibly similar.

Almost exactly the same.

Based on her previous dreams, her trust in Jiang Nianxi was seriously shaken for the first time.

in case……

If the dream is still in the diary, then it's all true.

If there really was something fishy going on between the two of them.

Was the relationship built up during that time... a mistake?

An extremely strong sense of irritation welled up inside me.

Yang An wanted to turn around, but because of Jiang Nianxi, he couldn't even change his position.

The more this happened, the more annoyed he became.

The heart was roasted over a fire, and all its moisture was evaporated.

No sleep for one night.

When Jiang Nianxi woke up, Yang An was leaning against the bed with dark circles under his eyes.

"Didn't you sleep last night?"

She sat up and stretched.

Her perfect figure was on full display, making my blood boil.

"..."

Yang An didn't reply, but just stared at her quietly.

"Hmm... then you should take a nap. Let me think about what to make for breakfast this morning..."

"Are you lying to me?"

He abruptly interrupted Jiang Nianxi's idle chatter with a question.

"Wh...what lie?"

The woman was clearly stunned, not quite understanding what Yang An meant.

When did I lie to you?

"...about what happened before."

"What happened before?"

"Things before I lost my memory."

"You..." Jiang Nianxi was speechless for a moment.

She didn't expect it.

She had just woken up in the early morning when she was confronted with such a sharp questioning from Yang An.

If it were any other situation, she could handle it calmly and have a clear conscience.

But the only thing I've lost my memory about...

"Why...why are you suddenly asking this?"

She smiled and quickly regained her usual calm and composed demeanor.

Fortunately, Yang An was already exhausted and did not notice this extremely subtle change in expression.

He lowered his head, feeling his vision blur and then clear again.

After a long pause, he slowly spoke.

"Nianxi, don't let me down."

"What are you trying to say?" Jiang Nianxi frowned.

But in fact.

Her heart was in a state of extreme panic.

Why is Yang An asking this?

Did you discover something?

Or……

already.

What...did I just remember?

Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Nianxi's hands, hidden behind her back, trembled slightly.

No.

Absolutely not!

Happiness that was hard-won.

She longs to be like this now, content with her current peace and tranquility, without conflict or hardship.

No more painful adjustment period.

She is, and so is Yang An.

If Yang An were to revert to his old self... he would definitely try every means to leave him again!

Absolutely not allowed!!!

Absolutely not!!!

Jiang Nianxi suppressed her inner panic and clenched her hands tightly behind her back.

Where no one could see, red marks were dug into his palms.

No blood seeped out, but it was still shocking enough.

"...Really, don't lie to me." Yang An paused for a moment, his voice low.

"There are some things you need to be honest with me about. At least... let me know the truth, okay?"

Jiang Nianxi's smile was somewhat forced: "I'm telling the truth."

"……real?"

"I'd be a dog if I lied to you."

"..."

Woof woof.

She silently barked twice in her mind.

It doesn't matter anymore.

Anyway, wasn't I already Yang An's dog?

After hearing this, Yang An stopped trying to stop Jiang Nianxi from leaving.

He had his head down, seemingly lost in thought.

"bump."

The bedroom door was closed.

Jiang Nianxi leaned tightly against the door, clutching her chest, her heart pounding in her throat.

Why would you suddenly ask this question?

it's wired.

But what if the memory is really restored?

Yang An...

Will he choose to forgive himself?

Would you choose to continue living your current life?

still is……

They fled without hesitation.

The vicious cycle continues, which was not completed in the previous round.

"..."