Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

"..."

At that moment, Yang An's breathing became somewhat sluggish.

For some reason, I suddenly felt a tightness in my chest.

It's just like……

He was being relentlessly targeted by a highly venomous cobra.

Even the smugness they had just felt vanished.

Fortunately, Jiang Nianxi only made eye contact with him once.

He turned around naturally and walked towards the corner of the stairs.

He didn't say much.

Quiet, clear.

Yang An's heart finally calmed down as he heard the footsteps in the stairwell gradually subside.

"Depend on."

He pressed down hard on the pencil case and cursed.

What's been going on lately?

……

The college entrance examination process lasts only two days.

Yang An had just finished the science exam and hurriedly squatted on the street opposite the No. 2 Middle School exam site.

He was munching on a steamed bun in one hand and clutching an English cramming template in the other.

It was the subject he studied the worst, and also the last subject he took in the college entrance examination.

Yang An knew that he didn't have much time left to rest.

Although the first three exams went extremely smoothly, far exceeding expectations.

But we must not let our guard down.

His biggest fear is that he will relax for a while and then stumble in English.

There have been countless examples like this in previous years.

The beginning is simple, making you lower your guard, then suddenly they launch an attack.

Isn't this a kind of intuitive screening?

So, right after finishing the exam, he decided not to go home, but to stay here and make the most of every minute.

Lunch is all you need, it doesn't matter where you eat it.

Yang An was not alone in sharing this view.

Many students in different school uniforms were scattered around, squatting or sitting.

However, no one noticed.

In the dark, narrow stairwell of the residential building behind Yang An, a peculiar gaze was quietly watching him.

Jiang Nianxi doesn't need to review.

Having achieved this level in the college entrance examination, she no longer has much to worry about.

Right now, the most important thing to consider is something else entirely.

She silently watched the huddled figure from behind.

That was the person who almost lost his life saving her.

A few months later, she became one of those people who wanted to abandon her, just like them.

How ironic...

Oh.

Jiang Nianxi lowered her eyes slightly, concealing the cold light that almost emanated from them.

Not a sound was made.

Her slender figure quietly disappeared into the depths of darkness.

……

Laughter and sighs filled the examination hall of No. 2 Middle School.

The number of test takers is gradually decreasing.

When Yang An left the No. 2 Middle School examination room, it had been almost twenty minutes since the exam ended.

It's not for any other reason.

He originally planned to go home for dinner as soon as he finished the exam.

As for how I do on the exam, I'll leave that to fate.

Just as they reached the flower bed halfway there, Pan Zhufa suddenly darted out from the roadside.

I always have to check his answer with him.

Yang An was completely stunned on the spot.

As the saying goes, don't check the answers after the exam. No matter what your final score is, at least you can relax for ten days or so before the results are released without any pressure.

But this kid was determined; he wouldn't shed a tear until he hit a brick wall.

He kept saying, "It's okay, it's really okay."

Then, since there was no exam paper, Yang An could only reluctantly try to recall the fleeting problem-solving process from his memory...

"What?"

Pan Zhufa slapped his forehead suddenly, his eyes widening like copper bells.

"So that word meant doctor, not driver??"

Upon hearing this, Yang An felt as if his brain cortex had been soothed by some mysterious force.

These two words, apart from having the same first letter, are really not confusing in any other way.

Looking at the remorseful Pan Zhufa before him, a feeling of pity welled up within him.

"Ugh, I should have known better than to hand in my paper so early, sigh..."

"My two points... Oh, heavens..."

"Uh... actually, even if you know, you might not get it right." Yang An scratched his head, remembering the other person's score of 52 points in the third mock exam.

"You son of a bitch, can't you say something nice?"

"I was wrong, I was wrong..."

The two of them bickered and teased each other until they finally walked out of the school gates of No. 2 Middle School.

Mr. Yang had been waiting outside for a long time.

After a brief farewell, Yang An and Pan Zhu set off in opposite directions.

Halfway there, Yang's father received a phone call, and his expression immediately turned sour.

"Son, you go home first, I have something to do and need to leave."

"But what about your and my mom's luggage...?"

Yang An had long since become immune to his parents' constant running around, but he still hesitated to speak.

To everyone's surprise, Yang's father shook his head and put his phone in his pocket: "I wasn't supposed to come back this time. Your mother and I spoke to the higher-ups and said it was for the college entrance exam, so they granted me three days off."

"It's a bit urgent. Your mother has already left. There were only a few clothes in her luggage. If you need them, we'll call you and you can send them to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, his cell phone rang again.

It's like a time bomb, ready to explode at any moment.

Mr. Yang frowned, and without further hesitation, hailed a taxi from the side.

Now that things had come to this, Yang An had no choice but to shout, "Then be careful on the road!"

The car door closed, and with a burst of exhaust fumes, it quickly disappeared at the end of the road.

I don't know if I heard it or not.

"..."

Although this is a common occurrence, parents are often called back from afar just because of a phone call.

This is also why he is used to being alone.

But when I met them again, after only two days of spending time with them, I was always a little disappointed.

Yang An lowered his head slightly, his eyes dimming slightly.

He turned around and continued walking forward.

"Clang..."

The messy ground was littered with metal cans that were kicked aside with a loud bang.

Yang An, carrying his schoolbag, strolled alone through the dimly lit alley.

After taking a few steps, the deformed can rolled under his feet again.

tsk...

He kicked it again.

The crisp sound echoed back and forth in the alley.

Just as I was about to turn the corner, a strange chill spread from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

Yang An shivered and subconsciously turned around to look.

Do not see do not know.

At the entrance of the alley, a dark figure had appeared out of nowhere.

"Who?"

He called out in confusion.

No reply was received.

Yang An couldn't help but swallow.

That person was like a meticulously sculpted sculpture, silent and showing no intention of leaving.

Despite being quite a distance apart, Yang An's inner unease was gradually spreading.

The distance was too far for him to see the other person's face clearly or to tell their gender.

The only visual difference is that the other person appears to be quite slender.

What's going on?

The college entrance exam just ended, and this happens?

Yang An desperately hoped that this person was just someone who happened to be on the same path as him.

However, as he took one step, the people behind him followed suit.

He stopped walking, and the other person also stopped walking.

The two of them always maintained a distance that was neither too close nor too far.