Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

On the contrary, her eyes seemed to be filled with an intangible, misty fog.

It's like it's out of focus.

It has lost its liveliness and tranquility, but possesses a uniquely feminine sense of mystery.

Her eyes were on Yang An.

It was as if he wasn't even looking.

This made Yang An feel uneasy.

Like the female ghost in that horror movie, staring at her target.

It was incredibly awkward.

"Jiang Nianxi, um, stop looking at me for a moment, or maybe you should let go of my hand?"

Yang An felt as if his left hand was being squeezed until it was suffocating and turning purple, so he gritted his teeth and spat out each word one by one.

Jiang Nianxi's red lips parted slightly, it was unclear whether she was lost in thought or simply looking.

There was absolutely no reaction.

Are you kidding me, bro?

Yang An really felt like his left hand was about to shatter.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could clearly see that the skin of his exposed hand had turned a faint purplish-red.

This indicates a lack of oxygen and poor blood circulation in the hands.

If this continues, amputation will really be necessary.

Jiang Nianxi seemed to be caught in some kind of afterglow, her mind was in a daze, and she didn't seem to hear anything anyone said.

"..."

Jiang Nianxi's eyes seemed to regain some clarity, and her gaze became focused.

The left hand that had been restrained was finally slowly released.

When Yang An looked at his trembling left hand, a chill ran down his spine.

At the same time, I couldn't help but feel a strong sense of lingering fear.

Previously, he wasn't particularly afraid of Jiang Nianxi.

But now, he is truly horrified of this girl, both physically and psychologically.

Yang An had never seen a girl who could squeeze a person's hand like that.

There are obvious white indentations on the palm, forming the outline of half a palm.

The surrounding edges, including the five fingers, were almost entirely a purplish-black color.

As time went by, the whitish area in the center gradually became swollen.

"Oh, classmate, I'm sorry, I was just spacing out..."

Jiang Nianxi belatedly realized what was happening and, filled with guilt, wanted to take the other person's left hand.

However, Yang An was still somewhat shaken by what had just happened, and when he saw her two hands reaching out, he immediately pulled his left hand back in fright.

Her hands froze in mid-air, remaining in an open, cupped position.

"sorry……"

Although her loss of composure just now was not Jiang Nianxi's true intention.

It's the result of subconscious physical arousal.

But seeing the other person's somewhat frightened actions, Jiang Nianxi still felt a little uncomfortable.

The two of them remained silent, neither of them speaking.

If you don't move, I won't move.

It maintained a rather eerie atmosphere.

Fortunately, most people don't come to the river for a walk at this time of day.

Otherwise, seeing this scene, most people would probably think that the two of them were doing some kind of strange performance art.

After some time, Yang An realized that it was Jiang Nianxi's birthday and that he had promised to be her boyfriend for a day.

This approach is somewhat inappropriate.

So he chuckled twice and silently placed his covered left hand between Jiang Nianxi's hands.

"..."

Jiang Nianxi's expression finally relaxed a little.

She held the left hand up to her face and examined it closely.

Clearly, the swelling and bruising on her hand was more severe than she had anticipated.

"I'm sorry...it must hurt a lot?"

She pursed her thin lips, raised her head, and her eyes were watery.

Yang An nodded silently.

This is going to break his hand.

It would be strange if it didn't hurt.

"No, Jiang Nianxi, there are still people here. You, you can't do this."

Suddenly, I felt a wet, warm sensation on my left hand.

He looked down in confusion, but almost dropped his jaw in astonishment.

"Jiang Nianxi, I don't need it, please...stop..."

Jiang Nianxi showed no intention of letting go of his hand, but simply lowered her head and gently licked the swollen skin with her pink tongue.

The moment the smooth tongue touched his palm, it felt as if an electric current suddenly surged through Yang An's entire body.

His old face flushed red instantly.

Now, her face was as red as Jiang Nianxi's.

Yang An tried to pull his hand away quickly, but it was completely impossible.

Left with no other choice, she could only reluctantly and passively accept Jiang Nianxi's gentle comfort.

"call……"

After licking his palm, Jiang Nianxi breathed softly on it, then raised her delicate face as if she were coaxing a child.

"Just lick it and blow on it, and it won't hurt anymore."

It has to be said that even though the breath was warm, when it hit the palm of my hand that had just been licked, it actually produced a slight, indescribable coolness.

It's not just that my hands are cold.

Yang An felt a chill in his heart.

This is... a bit too much.

Would real couples really do this in public?

Being single for so long has made him irresistibly sensitive to all forms of contact with the opposite sex.

Shame, nervousness, fear.

However, due to Jiang Nianxi's influence, he could not move freely.

"...There's still half a day left, and I feel like there's not much point in wandering around anymore..."

Yang An's left hand was relieved, but Jiang Nianxi changed her position and took his right hand from the other side.

After what just happened, Jiang Nianxi was also somewhat disheartened.

However, compared to that, there was more of an eagerness to see what the future plans would bring.

She couldn't wait any longer.

The body is urging, the soul is cheering.

We can't keep tempting them like this.

Yang An didn't notice anything amiss with her suggestion and thought about it seriously.

"Then I'll do as you say. I agree."

Jiang Nianxi nodded in satisfaction.

She pretended to be thinking carefully: "Then... let's go to my house."

"What?"

I said, "Come home with me."

Jiang Nianxi spoke slowly and deliberately, trying her best to pronounce each word correctly.

Now, Yang An heard it clearly.

For some reason, his teeth chattered slightly: "Um, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"What's wrong with that? Aren't we a couple today? Is there anything wrong with visiting my girlfriend's house?"

Jiang Nianxi tilted her head, looking puzzled.

Clearly, she didn't understand what the other person meant by asking that question.

"But we're only temporary... what about later..."

"Well, I did go to your house to play, and it was just for today. I just... didn't want to have any regrets, because after today..."

Jiang Nianxi hesitated, as if she wanted to say something, and her eyes seemed to well up with tears again.

Tears are about to fall in the next second.

"Okay, okay, I'll do as you say, don't cry..."

Yang An was most afraid of this move.

They can argue and quarrel.

But what he can't stand the most is girls crying in front of him.

I vaguely remember that when I was very young, I crawled under the table with a girl from next door to play, and ended up making her cry. As a result, I got a good spanking more than ten times.

This left a deep psychological scar.

Hearing that the other party had compromised, Jiang Nianxi's expression finally improved.

But what Yang An didn't notice was that the girl's right hand was clenched tightly inside her sleeve.

It was as if they were trying their best to restrain something.