Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

The countdown to the National College Entrance Examination (Gaokao) is 20 days.

Su Lingyi was handing out the corrected test papers when she came to Yang An's table, where the boy was still catching up on sleep.

She pursed her thin lips, a hint of hesitation flashing across her face.

It seemed like they had something to say.

"Excuse me, Su, have all the test papers been handed out?"

The sudden question startled Su Lingyi, making her tremble.

Turning around, Jiang Nianxi was standing at the door, her eyes indifferent.

"Sent, all sent."

Su Lingyi immediately lowered her head, behaving meekly and submissively.

Jiang Nianxi simply nodded slightly and pointed to the empty seat next to the podium not far away.

"Then please move aside, I need to go back to my seat."

Su Lingyi dared not disobey, so she quietly agreed a few times and hurriedly left.

Before turning around, she secretly glanced one last time at the boy who was taking a nap on the table.

There was an indescribable complexity in his eyes.

Jiang Nianxi remained calm and slowly sat down on the stool, picking up the test paper that had just been handed out.

Chinese, 135 points.

"..."

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the test paper next to Yang An's head.

122 points.

not bad.

If she remembered correctly, the other person had only scored around 100 on the exam a few days ago.

It seems that her classmate has made great progress during the time she wasn't involved.

Ha ha……

Jiang Nianxi's fingers tightened subtly, and wrinkles quickly appeared on one corner of the paper.

She calmed herself down and folded the test paper neatly.

For her, there was no need to review this exam paper anymore.

Similarly, it has no special value.

However, a very secret thought was lurking in my mind.

As time goes on, it gradually increases at a slow but steady pace.

"hiss……"

When Yang An groggily opened his eyes, all he saw was darkness.

What happened?

What strange dream... again?

He instinctively wanted to rub his eyes.

However, as soon as the arm that was pressing down on his head moved, it felt as if something was lifted off his head.

My eyes were first assaulted by the blinding light from the window, and then slowly returned to normal.

Yang An sat up straight and looked down.

A disheveled school uniform was hanging limply over his shoulder.

My gaze went beyond the school uniforms and continued forward.

Jiang Nianxi was only wearing a short-sleeved school uniform; her oversized school uniform had vanished.

Yang An looked at the school uniform in front of him again, and suddenly he understood everything.

He took off his school uniform, folded it neatly, and then stood up.

Under Jiang Nianxi's indifferent gaze, he placed the clothes on her desk.

"Thanks."

Yang An said softly.

Jiang Nianxi simply nodded.

Between the two, there remained an unchanging, deathly silence.

It was as if an invisible, solid wall had been brutally erected between the two of them.

Seeing that Jiang Nianxi still treated him with indifference, Yang An felt somewhat relieved.

At least, things are much more normal now than before.

After the college entrance examination, Jiang Nianxi went to Beijing University, while he went to his Xuancheng University.

From then on, we kept to ourselves and probably lost touch after graduation.

Of course, this is definitely a good thing for him.

Jiang Nianxi picked up the folded school uniform from the table, but instead of putting it on immediately, she gently stroked it for a while before putting it in her desk drawer.

At the front door, the homeroom teacher had already stepped halfway into the classroom.

Even though he was exhausted, Yang An could only sit up straight, open his eyes wide, and try to stay alert.

Only twenty days left.

He silently recited it in his heart.

If we can just get through these twenty days, we'll never have to endure this excruciating pain again.

If we keep going, Xuanda University will definitely no longer be a distant dream like it was in the first and second years of high school.

It is a reality that is within reach.

……

Five days until the National College Entrance Examination (Gaokao).

"During this holiday, everyone should go back and continue studying if necessary, but health is the most important thing, so don't stay up too late."

During the final extended leave before the exam, the homeroom teacher stood on the podium and earnestly gave some instructions.

Behind them was a blackboard already covered with words.

That was the last trace of the students' existence left in this classroom before graduation.

"I won't tell you how to review. Today I'll talk about a few things in your daily life. First, in the three days before the exam, try to eat lightly and don't eat or drink anything indiscriminately. In previous years, some students got sick from eating bad food and wasted half an hour during the exam."

"Also, keep a calm mindset. Don't get so excited just because it's the college entrance exam that you couldn't even hold your pen properly and ended up filling in the wrong answer sheet."

"Treat it like any other test you've ever taken, and you'll definitely achieve the results you desire."

"Furthermore, the questions will definitely be simpler than the mock exams, so don't overthink it. Generally speaking, your final scores will be ten or even several tens of points higher than usual..."

The speaker on stage spoke earnestly and patiently, while the students below listened with great interest.

This was perhaps one of the few times when the teacher's lecture wasn't boring.

Yang An had already packed his things early, holding his schoolbag in his arms, and was more alert than ever before.

Excited, looking forward to it.

As for the slight unease and fear about the future that I felt a few months ago, it has long been crushed by other positive emotions.

Strangely, even though it was a holiday before the exam, everyone seemed to be in high spirits.

Jiang Nianxi, on the other hand, showed almost no emotional fluctuation.

He sat very upright, with a blank expression.

It's like a pre-programmed robot.

In Yang An's opinion, Jiang Nianxi should have had the college entrance examination a piece of cake.

Forget about the pressure; I bet if someone just walked into the exam room and took the test with their eyes closed, they'd still do better than most people.

Who knows, he might even be able to compete with that legendary guy from No. 2 High School for the top score in the city.

As a result, he ended up with a long face in this situation.

Thinking of this, Yang An's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

If... she is still troubled by what happened a few months ago.

Their personal issues affected their performance on the college entrance exam.

It indirectly affected his future prospects.

Then I truly have a sin to carry on my shoulders.

But... thinking about it carefully.

From both a moral and logical standpoint, it seems I have no obligation to sacrifice my own freedom for the sake of others.

If we had given in to Jiang Nianxi back then, this abnormal relationship would probably have been bad for everyone.

"..."

Forget it, I don't want to think about these headaches anymore.

Yang An shook his head.

After the homeroom teacher finished giving instructions, he signaled that everyone could go home.

At the same time, the ear-piercing sound of tables and chairs being moved could be heard almost simultaneously from upstairs and downstairs.

"Hey, don't rush off, students on duty. After everyone else leaves, clean up the area and bring the potted plant from the windowsill into the office."

Seeing Yang An run out of the classroom, Jiang Nianxi picked up her schoolbag and was about to sneak up and follow him.

When she heard what the homeroom teacher said, she suddenly remembered that she was one of the last students on duty.

"...."

Looking back at the classroom, almost everyone had left except for the other students on duty.

She had no choice but to swallow her anger, obediently put down her schoolbag, and go to the back of the classroom to get a broom.