Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

As the sun gradually set, it cast its last rays on the road.

Yang An, carrying a heavy schoolbag, strolled along the sidewalk where there were few passersby.

For the past month, it's no exaggeration to say that he has been walking on thin ice.

Everywhere I go, I see hostile stares.

All of this can be attributed to that cheap deskmate.

She immediately gave away the things that others sent her anonymously.

Of course, most of them were delicious snacks, and I was really stuffed.

Although he had tried very hard to minimize his presence and consciously avoided Jiang Nianxi's initiative to contact him.

But it seemed like they were really determined to compete with each other.

The more he tried to avoid them, the less he paid attention to them.

Jiang Nianxi became more and more curious and wanted to get to know him.

I started morning self-study at six o'clock. As soon as I got near my seat, someone greeted me with, "Good morning, little deskmate."

After evening self-study, when everyone was ready to go home, the other person would still smile and say, "Goodbye, shy little deskmate."

He's probably the first boy in history to receive such treatment from Jiang, the school beauty.

It has also caused quite a bit of trouble.

Every now and then, someone would block him at the classroom door and ask him what his relationship was with Jiang, the school beauty.

Yang An was truly at his wit's end.

He said he was completely innocent.

But no matter what he said, he always had to explain it over and over again.

One person left, and another person came.

To be honest, Yang An was already quite exhausted.

"well……"

He sighed and casually kicked a pebble from the roadside.

Because my gaze was focused on my feet, I didn't pay much attention to where I was going.

I accidentally bumped my head into something soft.

It seems quite flexible.

Accompanied by a muffled groan.

"Um!"

Yang An's eyes widened, and he quickly took two steps back.

Ruined.

He wasn't watching where he was going and bumped into someone.

I hope I won't have to pay for medical expenses.

Upon closer inspection, the figure in front of him seemed somewhat familiar.

Identical school uniforms, gray and white scarves.

Her body was slightly bent over, and her delicate face had slightly furrowed brows.

"Jiang, Jiang, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry! I really didn't see it just now."

Recalling the sensation from just now, and combined with Jiang Nianxi's strange expression, he felt a pang of sadness.

He instantly realized what he had just bumped into.

Explaining anything now is useless; all we can do is pray that an apology will earn their forgiveness.

"It's okay..." Jiang Nianxi paused for a moment and stood up straight.

The crescent-shaped curve of her eyebrows finally eased a bit.

At this moment, Yang An felt that he was extremely unlucky.

How come I keep running into Jiang Nianxi in this place?

It's one thing to bump into someone, but the real problem is that you bump into them in that spot.

That's really... against the rules of Zhou.

"Little classmate, do you live in that neighborhood too?"

After a moment of silence, Jiang Nianxi broke the deadlock.

A warm smile returned to her face as she looked at the bewildered boy in front of her.

"Ah, yes," Yang An replied somewhat awkwardly.

"That's quite a coincidence."

Jiang Nianxi straightened her slightly disheveled scarf and murmured to herself.

"My home is there too."

What?

Jiang, the school beauty, actually lives in the same neighborhood as me?

Yang An felt a little dumbfounded.

In the past three years, he had never heard of Jiang Nianxi living here.

Even on this road, it seems like we haven't seen the other person at all.

Moreover, the neighborhood I live in isn't very good; it's considered an old neighborhood.

Someone as outstanding as her, would she really live here?

Could it be... that I just haven't been paying attention?

"Since we're going the same way, let's go together, shall we?"

Jiang Nianxi suddenly laughed.

She thought for a moment, then added another sentence.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm usually alone, I just need someone to keep me company and chat with."

Faced with Jiang Nianxi's invitation, most boys would probably have followed with a smile.

There were many students around, and Yang An, adhering to the principle of "better to avoid trouble," wanted to refuse.

But when he met Jiang Nianxi's pure and gentle gaze, his heart wavered a little.

He cursed himself inwardly.

What on earth are you thinking about?

They just wanted company, so why am I always afraid of public opinion on that topic and letting them down?

Refusing would be ungrateful.

Hearing Yang An's agreement, Jiang Nianxi smiled, tugged at the shoulder strap of her backpack, and gestured for Yang An to follow.

As time went by, the road became narrower and narrower.

This is a phenomenon unique to older residential areas.

As you walk further in, the wide street turns into a poorly lit alley.

Despite being meant to keep each other company, the two barely spoke a word the entire way.

Yang An remained silent for the vast majority of the time.

Jiang Nianxi mentioned it once or twice, but didn't say much else.

Without the hustle and bustle of the main roads, the dimly lit alleys only accentuated the somber atmosphere.

"Little classmate, do you... dislike me?"

After a while, Jiang Nianxi spoke softly.

It's as if it's describing something extremely ordinary.

Yang An shook his head and denied it, saying, "No."

"I've noticed you've been avoiding me ever since we became deskmates."

"...I'm just not very good at talking to girls."

"Oh...that's quite honest."

Jiang Nianxi's lips curled into a smile as she looked up at the windows on either side, lost in thought.

"At least, this month, you've given me a different feeling than the others."

Ok?

Yang An turned his head with some confusion.

Jiang Nianxi acted as if she hadn't seen anything and continued talking to herself.

"You...are very clean, not dirty."

"Although he's a bit clumsy, he's not annoying."

Yang Anqian chuckled twice: "Is that so..."

I have a feeling that these two sentences aren't very nice.

But I don't know how to refute it.

"I live in this neighborhood, and as you can probably guess, my family isn't very wealthy; we're just... very ordinary."

As Jiang Nianxi walked, she was lost in memories.

"My father had an accident before I was born."

"My mother is always working away from home... and none of my relatives are willing to give me a bite to eat."

Ah... this kind of topic.

Is it really something I can just tell to an outsider like him?

Yang An's lips twitched slightly. Although he felt something was amiss, he chose to listen in silence to avoid upsetting the other person.

"So, from a very young age, I had to learn to cook, clean, do laundry, and bargain all by myself at home..."

"Hehe, at least I won't starve. I'm thinking that as long as I get into a top university and get a scholarship, I'll be able to..."

Jiang Nianxi pursed her red lips, her eyes filled with an indescribable complexity.

As if remembering something, she suddenly turned her head and asked with a smile.

"Little classmate, what do you plan to do in the future?"

Yang An was taken aback, wondering why the topic had been steered towards him.

After thinking it over carefully, he honestly replied, "I haven't decided yet... I just want to get into a good university, not disappoint my parents, and then..."

He shook his head.

"I don't know either."