Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

Once he realized he couldn't eat it, he threw the remaining watermelon rind into the trash can.

The milk at home is all gone, so I have to make my own fried eggs.

But there's a saying that goes something like this.

If a person keeps eating the same food, no matter how delicious it was before, there will always come a day when it loses its flavor.

For the past two weeks, Jiang Nianxi had been feeding him all sorts of delicious food and drinks.

These past few days, Yang An's cooking skills have been lacking, and relying on the little he remembered, it has been extremely difficult for him to cook a decent meal.

By noon, my stomach started growling again.

It was as if they were venting their dissatisfaction.

"well……"

Putting everything else aside, he did miss Jiang Nianxi's excellent cooking skills.

How about ordering takeout?

Looking at the pots and pans in the kitchen, Yang Anyi couldn't help but fantasize, thinking about his terrible cooking skills.

If he were to rely solely on his half-baked skills, he probably wouldn't even have a chance to be arrested by Jiang Nianxi or board the train to Xuancheng.

They had already starved to death at home.

Of course, that probability is still relatively small; the most likely outcome is that you will be poisoned to death.

The next day, the Xunshi news would report: "Shocking! A prospective college student in a certain residential area was poisoned by the food he cooked; his body rotted in his apartment for three days..."

Yang Anzhen really didn't want his name to be posted online after his death.

No matter how hard he tries to avoid Jiang Nianxi, he can't do it at the cost of killing himself.

In truth, he still harbored some wishful thinking.

After all, that woman hadn't contacted him at all in the past few days.

Apart from that inexplicable message I sent him on the first day, he seemed to have vanished into thin air.

How could Jiang Nianxi possibly be squatting at his doorstep all day?

Newly-adult college-bound students often have relatively simple minds.

In particular, there are always omissions regarding various aspects of danger.

Once the crisis has only temporarily subsided, it's easy to let your guard down.

This is exactly what applies to Yang An.

He always thought that we live in a society governed by the rule of law, and that there would be something to protect us in the face of terror.

Before being imprisoned, they placed their hopes on Jiang Nianxi's self-reflection.

After being imprisoned, he thought about having the police protect him.

Even after escaping and returning home, he still harbored illusions.

When legal punishment failed, they tried to use this barrier to keep that person out.

In reality, there aren't that many protective shields to protect him alone.

"Your order will be cancelled in ten minutes. Please pay promptly..."

On Ele.me (a food delivery platform), a prominent message pops up at the top of the phone.

Tempted by the delicious food and fueled by a growing sense of wishful thinking, Yang An clicked the payment button.

After feeling unwell for so many days, it shouldn't be too much to reward myself with a boiled pork slice dish, right?

The delicious-looking food in the picture made Yang An involuntarily swallow.

The delivery person will hand over the food directly to me, and I can open the door and retrieve it in just a few seconds.

Even if... even if Jiang Nianxi suddenly camps out outside today, he is confident that he can prevent her from coming in.

Just take a kitchen knife with you when the time comes.

Moreover, there's a third person here.

Twenty minutes later.

"Bang, bang!"

A knocking sounded suddenly.

At the same time, a muffled voice came from outside; it was a middle-aged man.

"Hello? Your takeout has arrived."

"Here it comes, here it comes."

The boiled pork slices he had been longing for arrived at his doorstep. Yang An stood up from the sofa, walked quickly to the door, and opened it.

"Here you go, remember to give it to... damn it!" The deliveryman handed over the food while looking at his phone.

However, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the kitchen knife the young man inside was holding.

This terrified him, and he thought he had encountered some mentally unstable person who was about to take revenge on society.

Yang An took the takeout and reluctantly pulled the kitchen knife back a little. "Brother, it's nothing. I was just busy in the kitchen and I was in such a hurry that I forgot to put the knife down. Don't be scared, I didn't mean anything by it."

"Gulp..."

The deliveryman, still shaken, nodded, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"Young man, you can't do that again, it was scary. Remember to give me a five-star review."

"Okay, bro."

Click!

The security door was gently closed.

Until the food was brought in and the deliveryman's footsteps disappeared into the hallway, the figure never appeared again.

It seems that Jiang Nianxi really doesn't plan to cause him any trouble recently.

At least, that's how it's been for the past few days.

Yang An picked up the boiled pork slices in his hand, and the aroma emanating from them eased his tension considerably.

I originally took the kitchen knife thinking that if Jiang Nianxi was outside, I could use it to force her to back down.

Unexpectedly, this startled the deliveryman.

Seriously... I don't think I look that fierce, do I?

He doesn't look like a bad person at all.

To be fair, their food delivery efficiency is truly top-notch.

Too fast is also not good. If it takes ten minutes to arrive, he might suspect it's pre-made food and be afraid to eat it.

The sliced ​​meat was very tender and smooth.

Although it's fish meat, you can't taste any bones in your mouth.

It almost melts in your mouth.

With its spicy seasonings, it instantly awakens all your taste buds.

After eating a few bites with rice, Yang An almost burst into tears.

I've been having such a miserable time these past few days.

Green vegetables are bound to burn.

I will definitely add too much salt.

I definitely forgot to add chicken bouillon.

The only decent dishes I had were fried eggs and steamed rice.

Putting aside Jiang Nianxi's values, if he had that skill, he wouldn't be able to stay at home for more than ten days.

Even if they stay for half a year, they won't go out.

Just as he was enjoying his meal with tears in his eyes, a loud noise of something being smashed suddenly came from the bedroom.

"...Hmm?"

Before he could even chew the rice in his mouth, Yang An stopped eating, turned his head blankly, and looked towards the bedroom.

What the hell?

He stood up and carefully walked to the bedroom door.

Open the door.

Almost everything in the bedroom was intact.

only……

Yang An bent down and picked up a screw from the ground, his already bewildered expression becoming even more bewildered.

After looking around, I finally found the loose screw hole on the wardrobe handle.

strangeness.

Do these tiny screws also come off on their own?

He held the screw up and gestured with it against the small hole under the handle.

He finally shook his head and placed the screw on the bedside table.

The wardrobe is probably quite old, so loose screws are normal.

Since things have come to this, let's eat first and talk about it later.

Nothing is more important than eating; I'm so hungry I'm about to get stomach problems.

He returned to the living room, closing the bedroom door again before leaving.

The bedroom, once again silent, has fallen silent since its owner left.

Then, from another wardrobe right next to it, a rustling sound began to come.