Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

After hanging up the phone, Yang An's heart gradually calmed down.

He never expected Jiang Nianxi to do something like this.

In particular... they even used their phones to position themselves at the right angle beforehand and took the whole picture.

But what should we do next?

What room for resistance could he have but to obey and endure?

As long as the video remains in Jiang Nianxi's hands, he will have a hard time turning things around.

This is an incredibly strong shackle.

Jiang Nianxi personally placed her hand on his neck.

Trying to break free is as difficult as climbing to heaven.

Yang An tossed his phone aside, lay flat on the medium-sized bed, and closed his eyes.

Perhaps, only a brief period of sleep can numb the nerves on the verge of collapse.

……

Military training is a mandatory procedure that every college student must go through.

Under a clear blue sky, the chief instructor stood on the platform, brimming with passion and ambition.

A dozen or so instructors stood at attention, guarding their troops under the scorching sun.

Soon, the long speech finally came to an end.

The instructors also led their respective squads to the designated training area.

Yang was placed at the very back of the group, and followed the group to a place near the edge of the west playground.

Their instructor was a young man in his early twenties.

Upon arrival, instead of immediately starting training, he introduced himself with a sheepish grin.

It turns out that this instructor was also a student at Xuancheng University.

However, I was admitted a few years ago, and I will come back to continue my sophomore year after some time.

To be precise, Yang An and his group of freshmen should have followed the rules and called out to the instructors.

However, the instructor waved his hand, indicating that he could just call him "senior" in private.

Next comes the process of training children from a young age to adulthood.

Stand at attention and practice marching.

I usually practice for about an hour, then take a break.

It's autumn now, and although the sun is high in the sky and there are no clouds to block it out, it's really not that hot.

To be honest, this training intensity is much lower than it was in high school and junior high.

After all... back then, there wasn't the humane atmosphere of a university; instead, they specifically chose the time when the sun was at its strongest and hottest.

Yang An was at the end of the line, mechanically swinging his arms in sync with the people around him.

Are you tired?

I wouldn't say I was tired, I just broke out in a little bit of a sweat.

However... the immense gloom in my heart could not be dispelled even in the slightest, even while I was still training.

It's like taking root and acknowledging a master.

No matter how hard they tried to cover it up with physical exertion, they could never succeed.

In the past, whenever Yang An encountered something troublesome, he would choose to jog for several kilometers.

When they were drenched in sweat and panting heavily...

All worries and anxieties are dispelled by the endorphins after exercise.

At least for the time being, we won't be trapped.

Even now, during halftime, Yang An's mind is still not at peace.

With the culprit not around, there's naturally no fear.

But fear is only a fleeting emotion, and it is often gradually diluted by the daily routines.

What is more painful than fear is the restlessness and the ever-present anxiety.

These are far better than direct emotional impulses.

They will not improve when the bringer leaves.

On the contrary, they will only slowly seep into every corner of people's lives.

First comes depression, then sleeplessness, and finally it spreads throughout the entire body.

It influences people's decision-making and suppresses their thinking.

"Yang An, why haven't you been very happy these past few days?"

Yang An was at the end, and since they were in the same dormitory, Guo Ji and the Deng brothers naturally stood behind him as well.

Deng Qianwan, standing beside him, quietly touched the back of his hand and asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing."

Yang An sighed and forced a smile: "I'm just... a little homesick."

He was obviously lying.

However, the Deng brothers exchanged a glance and believed it to be true.

After all, they were from out of town, much farther away than Xun City and Xuancheng, which are closer.

When it's the first time away from home for school, after a few days, very few people don't miss home.

However, after a week or two of settling in, you'll naturally stop missing home.

Suddenly, an overwhelming feeling washed over him. Yang An frowned, got up from the ground, and raised his hand to report, "Senior, I'm going to the restroom."

The instructor was chatting and laughing with a few boys at the front of the line. When he heard the noise, he just turned around and nodded, signaling them to leave the line.

There are two separate public restrooms on the west playground, but Yang An's team is obviously the furthest away.

It almost spans the entire playground.

It won't be easy to get through this.

Not only were there teams along the edges of the running track, but the central lawn was also densely covered with grass.

Yang An has never liked walking through crowded places, mainly due to his social anxiety that has persisted for several years.

Moreover, it's halftime now, and everyone is sitting.

The few people standing and walking around were already quite conspicuous.

The sense of oppression felt by people with social anxiety is simply indescribable.

There was no other way; to solve the immediate crisis, we had to go around the periphery.

When he finally reached the public restroom on the left, he took out his phone and saw that three minutes had passed in the blink of an eye.

This was achieved only because he sped up his pace.

If you're not afraid of being mistaken for Jiahao, you can simply swagger across the middle of the playground and get back in less than a minute.

After using the restroom, Yang An wiped the sweat from his face with a tissue.

After coming out, he realized that he didn't have much time left to rest and needed to get back to the formation as soon as possible.

As he walked to the exit of the playground, a surprised and delighted female voice called out to him.

"Junior?"

Yang An stopped in his tracks and looked toward the source of the sound.

Not far away, in the area where shared bikes are parked, Gu Shuiyao was holding two bottles of mineral water and wearing a small hat, seemingly parking her car.

After locking the car on her phone, Gu Shuiyao walked quickly and smilingly to him.

"Why are you doing military training in the West Campus?"

Yang An never expected that in such a large campus with tens of thousands of people, he would actually run into this senior he had only met once.

He pointed towards the podium: "I don't know either, I guess they just assigned them randomly."

"Oh..." Gu Shuiyao nodded as if she understood, "You're in Building 19, that's a good thing, it's just a few steps away."

"Senior Gu, what's wrong...?"

Yang An glanced at the two bottles of mineral water in the other person's hand and asked in confusion, "Are you delivering... water?"

At this point, Gu Shuiyao felt a little embarrassed, and her gaze involuntarily darted away.

"Ah, hehe, yes."

She was persuaded to come by her roommate and best friend.

After all, if I stay single like this, it will be even more difficult to find an ideal partner once I start working.

So her roommates got together and suggested she buy two bottles of mineral water and try her luck at the East and West playgrounds.

They say all the freshmen are in military training now, so if you see someone you like, just go up and give them water, and while you're at it, get their contact information, and your crush will be there.

Although Gu Shuiyao is cheerful, she is still somewhat afraid when facing such a large occasion.

If it weren't for her roommates repeatedly brainwashing and urging her, she wouldn't have ended up riding the shared bike here in such a muddled way.