Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

Jiang Nianxi felt as if she had been electrocuted; her whole body went limp, and she couldn't react at all.

The two then separated.

"Pop".

An awkward noise rang out in the air.

Yang An pushed the woman away, but a thin, translucent strand of water still faintly connected their lips.

Even when broken, the lotus root still retains some fibers.

On the other side, Jiang Nianxi was still immersed in the intimacy from just now, her eyes glazed over.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a force struck her, hitting her hard on the left cheek.

She was in a daze, covered her cheeks, and slowly looked at the panting young man in front of her.

Gradually, a faint pink hue appeared on her originally fair skin.

That was a very powerful blow.

Jiang Nianxi had never been hit like this before.

Or rather, she has never been hit by someone she cares about.

Yang An's breathing calmed down slightly. He looked at the other person with a stubborn gaze.

"Jiang Nianxi, you're being unreasonable! Put your hand on your heart! Ever since we were deskmates in high school, you've threatened Su Lingyi, cut off my social life, and treated me like a prisoner. Did I say anything? Did I not tolerate you?!"

"I saved you before, I even took a knife for you, and this is how you repay me? I must have had the worst luck in the world to run into a pervert like you!"

"..."

Jiang Nianxi covered her left cheek, lowered her head, and remained silent for a long time.

As Yang An's adrenaline subsided and his anger dissipated, he looked at the woman in front of him again, only to find that she had suddenly raised her head.

Blood seeped from the left corner of his mouth, leaving a thin but noticeable bloodstain on his chin.

Jiang Nianxi released her grip and stared at him silently, standing there motionless.

Her beautiful face, which was originally marked only as pink, has now become red and swollen.

The aesthetic was ruined, and Yang An's heart clenched.

He then realized that in a fit of anger, coupled with the other party's constant pressure on him, he had impulsively used all his strength.

Although he was not as strong as Jiang Nianxi, his own strength was not insignificant.

As he regained consciousness, a subtle sense of guilt welled up in his heart.

Just now... how could you use such great strength?

"Yang An".

Jiang Nianxi wiped the blood from her lips and coughed twice.

Tiny specks of blood coughed up, seeping into Yang An's white coat.

Extremely eye-catching.

She did not use violence to subdue the resisting youth, as she usually did.

Instead, he quietly stared at the other person for more than ten seconds, and then suddenly smiled.

She laughed and said, "Did you think I came here to listen to your reasoning and see how you beat me up?"

Her smile, hanging on her delicate face half-swollen from injury, added an indescribable sense of humility.

Anyone who sees this scene, unless they are heartless, will involuntarily feel pity.

Yang An was the same.

But it was too late for him to regret it.

Did I give you a choice?

Jiang Nianxi took a small step and approached again.

The two of them crossed the safe distance once again.

The brief respite Yang An had just managed to gain by pushing away the enemy was now completely gone.

"What do you mean?" He swallowed hard, pressed himself against the cold wall, and asked cautiously.

Just as he assumed a defensive stance, waiting for the other party to subdue him with violence.

Jiang Nianxi simply took out her old cell phone from her pocket.

Ok?

Yang An was stunned, somewhat bewildered.

In this situation, shouldn't we... retaliate against him?

What are you doing with your phone?

It's like you beat someone up, and they turn around and pick up a long knife.

You thought they were going to stab you, but instead they just peeled an apple.

Regardless of Yang An's surprise, Jiang Nianxi calmly tapped her phone screen twice.

Then, he turned the phone over so that the screen was fully visible to Yang An.

With just one glance, Yang An's pupils shrank sharply.

In an instant, all notions of resistance, revenge, and personal dignity were cast to the winds.

His teeth chattered slightly, and his face showed unprecedented terror.

"You, you...give it to me..."

He tried to snatch the old phone, but Jiang Nianxi laughed and reacted even faster, preventing him from succeeding.

"Little classmate, do you like it?"

Jiang Nianxi licked the salty taste from the corner of her mouth and tilted her head.

She still seemed unsatisfied and turned up the phone's brightness again.

The image on the screen is very simple.

It's a video, currently stuck on the pause screen.

The scene in the video is very dark, but you can still vaguely make out the closed curtains in the background.

And... a blurry, lumpy mass on the bed.

It seems there was something wrapped inside the bedding.

An unprecedented absurdity overwhelmed Yang An's reason.

He realized early on just how crazy Jiang Nianxi was.

But he never expected the other party to be this crazy.

"...It seems like you don't really like it."

Jiang Nianxi seemed to think his reaction wasn't strong enough, so she smiled and started playing, turning up the volume as well.

The sounds of breathing between the man and woman were clearly audible.

"...Sweetie, say you love me..."

"Sweetie, I love how you blush... Let's stay like this forever, okay...?"

"Mmm...good boy..."

"..."

All sorts of sounds filled this remote corner.

It even produced an echo.

Why?

Why...

Yang An leaned against the wall, his body went limp, and he slid to the floor.

He stared blankly at the bedding on his phone, which was still rising and falling rhythmically. His heart was ashen.

Why?

Oh, it's like this...

"uh-huh."

Jiang Nianxi paused the video, slowly squatted down, and looked at the dazed young man.

"What do you think would happen if I sent this video to your parents, to everyone you care about?"

"Or, if you fancy some bitch, I'll let her see this with her own eyes. What do you think, hmm?"

"Jiang Nianxi, please, let me go..." Yang An opened and closed his mouth, almost using all his strength to squeeze out a sentence.

This was his final plea.

The video is a ticking time bomb.

The remote control was tightly clutched in Jiang Nianxi's hand.

It only takes a simple press.

Yang An's four years of university life were completely plunged into an abyss.

He was utterly disgraced.

What beautiful dreams, what hope for the future.

It's all gone... all gone...

"As long as you behave, I naturally won't spread it..."

Jiang Nianxi reached out and touched the top of his fluffy head.

She touched it, then slowly moved down to stroke his cheek.

The gesture was very intimate, but Yang An had already lost the will to resist.

"After all, I just want you to have a better life, right? Haha..."

The light, pleasant laughter sounded ironic and cold to Yang An.

He said, trembling, "What exactly do you want...?"