Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

Even after resting for a long time, she still longed to savor this last bit of tenderness.

It was already almost five or six o'clock.

After what just happened, I've exhausted a lot of my energy.

If my classmate doesn't eat soon, he's going to starve to death.

She eventually got up.

The feeling of being detached from her body appeared instantly, causing Jiang Nianxi's consciousness to become hazy.

It felt like something was missing, and I didn't feel complete.

"Pat-pat, pat-pat, pat..."

The sound of slippers sticking to the floor faded into the distance.

The bedroom door was open, and Yang An gradually regained consciousness.

Gradually, the aroma of steaming rice wafted from the kitchen, along with the pleasant humming of a woman.

He twisted his stiff neck, trying to sit up.

Unfortunately, his physical exhaustion made him feel as if he had lost the strength in his waist and abdomen.

With his hands tightly bound, even turning over was difficult.

He had no choice but to lower his head slightly.

The clothes on his body had long since disappeared.

The warmth left behind by Jiang Nianxi is gradually dissipating over time.

The real mark left was the smeared red bloodstain on her lower abdomen.

He knew it was over.

It's all over.

How could this happen...?

Didn't we agree that it would only be one day as temporary boyfriends, and then we would go our separate ways and forget each other?

Didn't we agree... that I was just coming to your house to play for a while...?

Yang An's throat felt dry, and a huge sense of absurdity enveloped him.

What is this?

He was raped by a woman?

Is it my classmate and deskmate from a few months ago?

If I told you, probably not many people would believe me.

Whether others believe it or not is their business.

His first instinct was to struggle to reach for his clothes and try to grab his phone.

When it happened, Jiang Nianxi practically tore his clothes to pieces.

It took a lot of effort to find the coat, which was half on the bed and half hanging on the floor.

Unfortunately, no matter how he reached out with his bound hands, he could never find the small, square box.

strangeness.

Where did my phone go?

Suddenly, an absurd guess came to Yang An's mind.

Jiang Nianxi, that pervert.

They probably confiscated his phone a long time ago, right?

In his emotional state, he stubbornly twisted and turned on the bed, trying to find that familiar object again.

However, this time they clearly misunderstood Jiang Nianxi.

The phone had simply fallen to the floor and was covered by the lining.

After struggling for a long time, Yang An looked at the phone stuck in his hand and suddenly felt like crying.

Press and hold the power button to unlock the screen saver.

My fingertips trembled as I pressed the emergency call button.

"Beep...beep..."

The ringback tone suddenly sounded.

The sound was so loud that Yang An quickly pressed the volume button.

This damn phone!

He cursed under his breath, and the next second he looked at the half-open bedroom door with some fear.

The kitchen fumes and noise have long since stopped, and the sound of stir-frying has become almost inaudible.

He could only pray silently that the perverted woman hadn't heard the commotion.

"Hello, sir? Is something wrong?"

On the other end of the phone, a male operator's lazy voice slowly came through.

Yang An dared not hide anything and told the whole story of how he was tricked into the house, how he was tied up, and how he was forced.

"Huh? Sir, you mean... you've agreed to be that girl's temporary boyfriend?"

"Yes, she said it was her birthday, so I didn't think much of it..."

"Then, you were tricked into going to her house, and then... *slurp*... *cough*, she did *that* to you?"

An untimely, suppressed laugh suddenly came through the phone, but it was gone in an instant, and Yang An, who was on edge, didn't notice it.

"Yes, officer, you have to come and save me, I'm..."

After reciting a long list of place names, Yang An's racing heart finally calmed down a little.

Then, after waiting a few seconds, instead of the expected reply, I received... a somewhat vague response from the other party.

"Um, sir, we understand. Please calm down first, okay? Then sit down and have a good talk with your girlfriend..."

"No, officer, we're really not in a relationship."

"Yeah, it's normal for young people to have some conflicts. Actually, it all comes down to a lack of communication..."

"She forced me! I'm the victim!"

On the other end, the operator looked at the landline in his hand and couldn't help but rub his temples in exasperation.

These young people these days really know how to have fun.

They call the police for these kinds of things all the time.

Police resources are limited, you know.

If it involves human trafficking, rape, murder, assault, or other theft, he will listen carefully to the arrangements.

Can……

Two young people who have just come of age?

Was it a woman... raping a man?

Did the man eventually call the police?

This...this is a bit outrageous.

To be honest, in all the time he'd been a switchboard operator, this was the first time he'd heard such a bizarre reason.

In addition, some young couples have been rushing to the police over trivial matters lately, so he didn't take it too seriously.

However, seeing how agitated the other person was, he still said helplessly.

"Brother, if what you're saying is true, then legally your girlfriend can't be convicted. What woman would be so bored as to rape a man like you?"

"At most, it's just forced molestation. In the future, don't call the police for these kinds of tantrums. We can handle a lot of things, but you two have to resolve your own issues, okay?"

"Officer, are you really going to listen to me...?"

"Beep...beep..."

The voice on the other end of the phone abruptly stopped.

The operator put down the landline and sighed.

"What's up, Lao Liu? What case is it this time?"

The person next to him turned around and asked with a smile.

"No way." The operator scratched his head. "It's just another couple breaking up."

"Hey, what's going on? Tell me the gossip."

"What's so great about it? It's just that guy called the police, saying that his former female classmate raped him."

"Pfft... Hahaha... What? Such a good thing." The man almost spat out the tea he had just drunk.

"I've been single for over twenty years, when will I ever find someone..."

"Oh, come on, you're so pathetic..."

On this side, in the bedroom.

Yang An stared at the disconnected call log on the screen, his hands trembling slightly as he held the phone.

Why?

Even the police officers don't want to believe him?

"..."

A faint scent of jasmine seemed to waft through the air, gradually entering his nostrils.

Yang An subconsciously looked up and met a pair of intrigued eyes.

Jiang Nianxi?

He shrank back in fright, and the fear that had just subsided in his heart was instantly rekindled when he saw the figure in front of the bed.

Wait, isn't she cooking?

When...

"Yang An, you're really something..."