Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

"You're nothing but a selfish and stubborn little man."

Yang An clenched his fists, the veins on his forehead bulging slightly: "If you really cared about me, you shouldn't have recorded those videos, and you shouldn't have tricked me into coming to your house!"

"You only ever care about what you want, so what about me? Do I deserve this?"

However, upon hearing this, a faint hint of disappointment flashed in Jiang Nianxi's eyes. After a moment of silence, she chose to steer the conversation back on track: "...Anyway, don't let me see you getting close to any other woman."

She leaned close to Yang An's ear and gave him instructions in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"I am selfish... If you don't want those things to get out, then you should just stay quiet."

"Once I rent a place, I'll make you realize that being with me was the best decision you ever made."

"Take this."

She stepped back and handed the off-white thermos cup in her other hand to Yang An.

"This is my thermos. If you ever get thirsty and want a drink, come find me at the 11th Company. My thermos will always be filled with water at the perfect temperature for you..."

"...Do I have the option to refuse?"

Yang An chuckled self-deprecatingly.

Jiang Nianxi didn't speak, but tilted her head and smiled gently, serene and beautiful.

Obviously, the answer is no.

The autumn wind is bleak, scattering fallen leaves from the trees.

"Drink it."

She reached out and picked up a withered yellow leaf that had fallen on the young man's head, whispering, "You have to finish it."

She thought for a moment, her eyelashes fluttering.

"Only if you obey me, listen to me, and don't leave me will you have the right to make demands of me."

"Did you understand?"

"..."

Yang An lowered his eyes and drank the warm water in the thermos in one gulp.

What qualifications do you have to make demands?

Ha ha.

They can't even refuse to drink water.

What conditions can be proposed?

……

"Yang An, you son of a bitch, taking so long to go to the toilet? Hey, were you secretly making wontons?"

Yang An returned to the formation with a blank expression and found his seat.

As soon as he sat down, Deng Qianwan couldn't wait to come over and chuckled, "Or did you see a beautiful girl from some college... and couldn't resist?"

"...You saw it?"

His body trembled, and he stiffly turned his head to look directly into Deng Qianwan's eyes.

"Huh? What did you see?" Deng Qianwan was clearly taken aback, scratching his head. "Didn't you go to the bathroom?"

"Damn it, you didn't actually go and chat up some pretty girls from another courtyard, did you?"

The other two roommates also looked over curiously.

Obviously, they know nothing.

That's right, they're so far away, how could they possibly see it?

Thinking of this, Yang An secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's nothing," he said with a smile. "I just... slipped and fell, and I was afraid you'd laugh at me."

Deng Qianwan and the others looked at each other, bewildered.

Military training proceeded as scheduled.

Compared to Yang An's recent silence, Deng Qianwan, Deng Facai, and Guo Ji all appeared quite active.

While practicing marching, they could also chat excitedly in hushed tones behind each other.

Fortunately, the instructors were honest and kind people, and they kept a very relaxed watch over them.

If he were in another company, he would most likely be singled out and punished with push-ups for violating group discipline.

Yang An, being nearby, could naturally overhear their conversation.

It's nothing more than discussing which girl is pretty, or which girl has a good figure, and so on.

At 6 p.m., after today's military training ended, the four of them walked arm in arm, chatting and laughing, towards the cafeteria.

However, Yang An was the one who was seduced.

"Hey, Yang An, I feel like you've been acting a bit strange ever since you came here."

"Yeah, he usually falls asleep as soon as his head hits the pillow, eats as soon as he wakes up, and doesn't play games..."

"Stop, stop, stop, listen to me. Um, Yang An, are you a little... uh, depressed or something..."

Guo Ji coughed lightly twice and asked cautiously.

"What are you all thinking all day long...?" Yang An said with a dark face, somewhat speechless.

"I'm just homesick, I'm not mentally unstable."

Guo Ji looked embarrassed upon hearing this: "I was just curious, after all, I've never seen a college student who doesn't even touch games..."

In the past, Yang An not only played games, but he was quite addicted to them.

But recent events had completely dampened his spirits.

Playing games?

Now, even eating has become somewhat tasteless.

And what about games...?

"Oh, let's not talk about that anymore. What are you guys eating later? It's on me!"

Deng Qianwan, standing to the side, waved his hand, looking as if he was about to suffer a major hemorrhage.

"Awesome! Brother Deng is so righteous. He's already said so much, what else is there to say?"

"I actually think the food in the school cafeteria isn't very good...it's expensive and spicy."

Just as the three of them were arguing heatedly about where to eat, Yang An's pocket suddenly started buzzing.

Feeling a vibration from something, Yang An's pupils contracted slightly, and he quickly took out his phone.

I opened the screen saver, and there was only one message from a contact.

Jiang Zhong Wan Yue: [I'm downstairs at your dorm.]

He was startled, glanced at his roommates who were still laughing and chatting beside him, and then lowered his head to type.

Preface: [What do you want to do?]

Soon, it showed that the other party was typing.

Jiang Zhongwanyue: [Come here, I'm waiting for you.]

"..."

Depend on.

Really haunted.

What is this crazy woman trying to do?!

Yang An cursed under his breath, then turned to his roommates and said, "Sorry, I have something very important to do, so I can't join you."

"Huh? What's wrong? There's no budget for today. Are you really not coming? This is a rare opportunity." Deng Qianwan scratched his head.

"No, I'll treat you next time. I'll be going now."

After saying this, Yang An bowed slightly apologetically and ran forward.

"Hey, Yang An, you've lost your ID card!"

……

"call……"

The wind whistled in my ears.

Yang An gritted his teeth and finally saw that familiar figure not far from the dormitory building.

Jiang Nianxi stood next to the takeout counter, her camouflage uniform now replaced with ordinary sportswear.

"...Little classmate, you're here pretty fast."

She glanced at the panting young man in front of her, then looked down at her phone, and said with a smile.

"Are you in such a hurry to see me?"

However, Yang An wasn't in the mood for such talk. He took a deep breath and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Why don't you go upstairs and change your clothes first?"

Jiang Nianxi didn't answer his question directly, but instead gestured with her chin towards the dormitory building.

"...What is it? You can tell me now."

"..."

After hearing this, she simply smiled without saying a word and showed no intention of leaving.

It seems that this crazy woman won't leave unless I do as she says.

"……good."

When Yang An changed into ordinary clothes and came down again, Jiang Nianxi was standing in front of the vending machine, clicking on something.

As he approached the woman, the vending machine's dispenser opened.