Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

He sat down without saying a word.

To everyone's surprise, Jiang Nianxi tilted her head slightly and cast a calm gaze at her.

It looked like they were scrutinizing it closely.

"You're dressed a little lightly today."

"It's alright, actually..." Yang An looked down at his clothes.

Jiang Nianxi didn't say anything, but simply unbuttoned her down jacket, stood up from her seat, and walked behind Yang An.

"Um?"

Yang An suddenly felt something on his body.

He turned around and was startled.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Nianxi simply pulled his arm up and stuffed it into her sleeve.

After putting on the down jacket, she took off the gray-white scarf and wrapped it around Yang An's neck.

Having done all this, she nodded slightly and returned to her seat.

She said casually, "It's cold, here's a coat for you."

The rich fragrance of jasmine seemed to solidify, enveloping Yang An layer by layer.

The scent unique to women caused his face to flush instantly.

"Jiang, I..."

He was about to politely decline.

However, a warm little hand suddenly covered his mouth, silencing him.

Jiang Nianxi turned half of her body to the side, and placed her other hand on the stool.

A gentle female voice slowly entered his ears.

"Yang An, I've discovered that you're... well, you're despicable."

Jiang Nianxi suddenly chuckled softly.

"When I'm nice to you, you run away and make excuses."

"What, is my good stuff so hot to handle?"

Yang An's pupils contracted slightly, and he subconsciously shook his head in denial.

What happened to Jiang Nianxi?

It's only been two days of holiday, how come you suddenly seem like a completely different person?

"Then why don't you accept it?"

Jiang Nianxi's chest rose and fell slightly, and she tightened her grip on her hand.

"I've figured it out. You don't want to be friends with me, but you also don't want any entanglements with me. You just want to stay the same as before, doing things on your own, right?"

A few students in the class had already noticed what was happening and were looking over curiously.

When they saw Jiang Nianxi covering Yang An's mouth, everyone was a little confused.

"..."

No, big sister.

At least let go of my hand and give me a chance to speak.

I can't even explain it, what's the point?

Yang An's mind was screaming wildly, but his mouth was tightly covered, and he couldn't utter a single word.

"Since you really don't want anything to do with someone like me..."

Since returning from that meal, Jiang Nianxi has thought a lot.

She knew it was wrong of her to keep bothering Yang An for the past few months.

But Yang An was the only companion she could find solace in.

Since being ordinary is good, it can't even earn you a chance to be friends.

Let's go a little too far then.

She gazed at the boy so close to her, her smile tinged with melancholy.

With his hand removed from his mouth, Yang An was finally able to speak.

But the next second, he felt his face being firmly held in two small hands.

That delicate and beautiful face kept magnifying in my eyes.

Until, a warm touch came from my lips.

"Huh?!"

For a moment, Yang An's brain went blank.

Many thoughts arose in my mind, but in that instant, they were all cleared away.

Even after a few seconds when the warm, humid sensation dissipated, he remained immersed in a world of shock, unable to break free.

"Jiang Nianxi, are you... are you crazy?"

His lips trembled slightly as he met Jiang Nianxi's gaze in disbelief.

He thought about how to explain it to the other person and how to soothe their emotions.

But he never expected this.

Jiang Nianxi will forcefully kiss him!

The probability of this happening is no different than kicking a steel plate—your foot isn't injured, but the steel plate gets dented.

On the other hand, Jiang Nianxi remained unusually calm.

She pursed her lips slightly, as if savoring the memory.

"Hmm... I didn't expect you to be so sweet."

Do you know what you just did?

Yang An's hands trembled uncontrollably, but in this situation, there was nothing left to talk about except questioning.

Jiang Nianxi smiled very gently.

"I know, and...it was my first kiss."

What, your first kiss?

Upon hearing this, Yang An was struck dumb, sitting on the stool in a daze, completely at a loss.

Jiang Nianxi gave him her first kiss?

"How was it? My first kiss, how did it feel?"

The girl tilted her head and looked at him with a smile.

"Didn't you say you didn't want any further interaction with me? Well, what about now?"

His throat felt dry: "What exactly do you want...?"

Jiang Nianxi didn't answer the question, but instead gestured with her chin toward breakfast.

"...Eat quickly, it will get cold soon."

After a moment of hesitation, Yang An finally reached out his hand shakily towards the black plastic bag.

Slow swallowing, mechanical chewing.

The egg pancake tastes the same as always.

But now, he finds it all tasteless and unappetizing.

How did it become like this...?

Jiang Nianxi only looked away with satisfaction after watching Yang An finish his breakfast.

At the same time, a faint blush rose on her cheeks.

But she doesn't regret it.

That's exactly the effect she wanted.

People who have suffered for too long will fight tooth and nail to possess even the smallest glimmer of light.

This was especially true for her.

If I had to say it's liking someone, it's simply a need for companionship.

Jiang Nianxi has no romantic experience and can't tell the difference.

All she knew was that without her deskmate, she would return to the lonely life she had repeated for six long years.

Her deskmate was the only person she could truly connect with.

It was also in a critical moment that someone was willing to save her life.

That kind of life was already too painful, confusing, and hopeless.

If she had just let the blade pierce her body and died, that would have been the end of it.

But since her classmate pulled her back from the brink of death, back to that dark world.

Then you have to take responsibility.

She can endure loneliness and pain.

But the one thing she couldn't accept was that after receiving brief reassurance, she was alienated again, abandoned, and kicked back into that hopeless future.

Yang An might as well not have saved her at all; he could have just let her die in that deserted alley.

Thinking of this, Jiang Nianxi clenched her fists tightly, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes.

The days that followed were filled with constant fear and trepidation for Yang An.

Since the kiss, Jiang Nianxi has become increasingly bold in her behavior.

Aside from the same breakfast she fed him every day, she basically followed Yang An wherever he went.

There were no other excessive actions.

Even so, it was enough to make Yang An feel uncomfortable.

He always felt that during this period, he was like someone else's personal property.

Several times Su Lingyi tried to come over for a chat, but Jiang Nianxi blocked her way.

Without uttering a word, he simply stared coldly until Su Lingyi glanced cautiously at Yang An, then silently walked back.

He really thought that Jiang Nianxi definitely had some kind of mental illness.