Qiao Lan may have never cried like this in her previous life, and she couldn't stop her tears. Tan Mo stayed by the bedside and didn't dare to move away for half a step.
He probably realized that the reason why Qiao Lan was crying today was different from what he imagined, but suddenly he was a little reluctant to ask, and finally waited for Qiao Lan to fall asleep before carefully tucking the quilt.
One night of "chicken flying and dog jumping" passed. The next day, when Qiao Lan and Tan Mo calmed down, they were sober. The two of them had breakfast while calculating yesterday's account.
Qiao Lan woke up from yesterday's bewilderment, and quickly caught some of the abnormal logic.
For example, the simplest point, how did Tan Mo know that she would be there
It just happened to be there by accident.
Like her, I searched for Tan Mo for several hours yesterday and couldn't find anyone.
Tan Mo was biting at the soup dumpling attentively, and suddenly his hair, which was smashed by Qiao Lan's words, exploded.
"This phone." Qiao Lan picked up the phone in her hand and shook it at Tan Mo, "Be honest, what are you wearing?"
Tan Mo was shocked, and the buns in his mouth fell on the plate in fright.
This phone...
This phone... It was specially given to Qiao Lan by Tan Mo.
Then I was a little careful when I sent the phone.
Or to be more precise, it was because he had a little thought, and then gave Qiao Lan a "different" mobile phone.
Like a location or something...
But in fact, he didn't use it too many times!
Because Qiao Lan usually tells him where to go and what to do.
Yesterday was an accident...
Tan Mo thought for less than three seconds, then made a quick decision, raised his head and resolutely apologized, "I'm sorry."
Qiao Lan stared at the boyfriend in front of her for a while, continued to maintain a serious expression on her face, and smiled.
"It will be deleted in a while."
"Um."
"It's not an example."
"Um."
"Then get me one."
"Uh-huh?"
Qiao Lan ate breakfast slowly, "Who made someone disappear last night."
Tan Mo: "… "
The author has something to say: Post-mortem interviews
Tan someone: I regret it
This time, I want to write it as a short story, I just remember what I want to write, and I won't follow the chronological order completely. There are long and short, some may be just a few small dialogues, but there are also longer ones, everyone is happy to watch~