Nan Qing stayed at An Moci's house again, and became familiar with her once and twice. This time Nan Qing was much more familiar with her than last time.
Anmo's dictionary desk was very big, so the two of them started doing homework together after returning home.
An Moci's grades were very good, even better than the original owner Xiang Xiaoqing.
When he was doing his homework, he wrote vigorously, and it felt like he had already figured out the answers without even looking at the questions. However, he had finished all the homework in more than an hour.
Nan Qing still had the last half of the paper left. Nan Qing noticed that the boy opposite was looking at her. She raised her head and said sheepishly: "You write so fast, I write a little slowly."
"It's okay, just write slowly."
Nan Qing slowly did his homework and asked curiously: "An Moci, which university are you going to take the exam for in the future?"
"I didn't think about it."
He really hadn't thought about it, or even planned for the future. His only plan now was to be with her every day.
Nan Qing was surprised: "You're already in your senior year of high school, and you haven't thought about which university you want to go to. Have you not thought about your future path?"
"No."
"No, An Moci, your grades are so good, you should think about which university you choose is better."
Listening to her pleasant voice, An Moci began to think: "Xiaoqing, which university are you going to?"
"...I have been recommended for admission to Qingbei University a long time ago."
An Moci: "Then I'll take the Qingbei exam."
"..."
Is this a bit too deliberate? Nan Qing still pretends not to understand.
"You also like this university. I have liked this university very much since I was a freshman in high school. I feel that I like its history and culture very much, and the learning atmosphere is also good. Moreover, I have a relative who is also there. When I
I was very happy when I received the recommendation information." Nan Qing shared her joy with a smile on her face.
An Moci's Adam's apple rolled: "Yeah."
"An Moci, what major do you want to apply for when the time comes?"
"have no idea."
"...I seriously suspect that you only wanted to go to this school after hearing what I said. You haven't even thought about what school you like and what major you want."
"Um."
Nan Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly: "An Moci, do you really want to choose this school because of me?"
"Um."
"Why?"
Nan Qing felt that An Moci's eyes were a little scary now. He had been staring at her when he just spoke, and now it was even more... and they were the only two people in the whole room.
An Moci stared at the girl opposite without blinking, and said in a hoarse voice: "Because I don't want to be separated from you."
"..."
Snap!
The pen in Nan Qing's hand fell heavily to the ground, and the sudden loud noise startled her.
Her eyes were a little dodgey and she quickly bent down to pick up the pen. As soon as her hand touched the pen, a pair of feet appeared in front of her eyes.
An Moci had already gotten up from his seat and walked to her.
Nan Qing picked up the pen and stood up quickly: "An Moci..."
She backed away with some fear. Her frightened expression and retreating movements made An Moci feel happy and depressed.
"Don't hide from me." An Moci reached out and grabbed her arm: "Don't hide from me, don't retreat!"
"...But, you look so scary like this. I'm scared. An Moci, please don't look at me like this, okay? I'm scared, I will be scared..." Her face was still pale and she looked at him pitifully.
, praying that he would not scare her like this.
An Moci liked to see her fearful and pleading eyes, but seeing him now actually felt uncomfortable.
An Moci let go of his hand and closed his eyes. He seemed to be adjusting his state. Nan Qing stood there motionless.
The room became quiet, except for the breathing of the two people. After a while, An Moci opened his eyes. He turned around and said, "I'm sorry, I was in a bad mood just now. Don't be afraid of me."
After saying that, he went out.
And Nan Qing instantly put away the fearful expression on his face: "Tsk, Er Er, he is completely exposed."
"Well, then, why do I think you are going to cause trouble?"
"I pretend to be a good girl to attract his attention. Now that his attention is on me, I don't need to pretend to be a good girl. Good girls suffer in front of sick men. I think I can also be rebellious."
One thing, you can’t always be bullied by him.”
Er Er: "Yes, I support you being tougher, but don't drive the male partner crazy. Please remember that we are here to save him."
"Um."
Nan Qing would not drive An Moci crazy, she still felt sorry for An Moci.
I don’t know what he has experienced to form such a character.
Possessiveness and paranoia are not enough to describe his current condition, this is a disease.
Er Er: "He once had a very bad family. His family of origin was full of violence. You should understand it without me going into details."
"Well, family of origin is very important to the formation of a person's character." Nan Qing felt sorry for An Moci.
Nan Qing sat at the desk and wrote her paper. She wrote very slowly. By the time she finished, it was already eight o'clock.
When Nan Qing left the room, he smelled the fragrance wafting from the kitchen.
Nan Qing walked carefully to the door of the kitchen. She leaned against the door and looked at An Moci who was cooking inside.
An Moci noticed someone behind him. He gently turned the dishes in the pot and said, "Go and wash your hands. I made chicken wings."
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The author has something to say:
Wow~ I have been working hard every year to write about the real yandere [maybe more serious than the yandere in other novels, and may cause some discomfort], everyone just wants to have fun and watch it, if you encounter this kind of yandere in your life, don’t