Tan Mo's hand on the wheelchair trembled slightly, and he was at a loss for a while, not knowing what to do.
Qiao Lan shouldn't be sitting at the farthest place from him, why did he suddenly sit at the closest place
It was only later that Tan Mo realized that not only Qiao Lan had changed seats, but all the other classmates had also changed seats. Qiao Lan was here just like everyone else.
She didn't change here on purpose, and Tan Mo was relieved, but it was accompanied by another subtle emotion.
If Tan Mo can perceive and understand, then this emotion is called disappointment.
But Tan Mo didn't quite understand it. He came to a place he had been familiar with for more than two months with care that others couldn't see, but suddenly there was a novel position that he was not used to. He didn't even put his schoolbag in the table hole. a little sound.
Because Qiao Lan was lying on the table and sleeping.
It seems that she has never been tired and sleepy at school, and she is looking down at the book every class.
Why are you suddenly lying on the table today
Is it because the work is too hard, or is it related to not coming to school two days ago
Tan Mo didn't know that he had never communicated with Qiao Lan normally.
But looking up again, it's really close.
He was so close that he could see her high ponytail, bathed in the morning sun, and could see every strand of hair clearly, his unusually sharp nose, and even the faint scent of washing powder.
He shouldn't be staring at her like this, Tan Mo thought, because he knows that no one likes to be stared at like this. Many people once said that he was inexplicably mentally ill because of his behavior.
They said his eyes were scary.
However, Qiao Lan is sleeping, isn't it? He is looking at the back, isn't he? He has never seen it so close, so take a closer look, as long as she doesn't find it.
But in the next moment, Qiao Lan, who was clearly still sleeping on the table, woke up, and Tan Mo, who had not had time to retract his gaze, caught Qiao Lan's gaze unexpectedly.
Tan Mo's heart trembled for a moment, and hurriedly looked back, but heard the girl's voice slightly hoarse.
The originally clear and pleasant voice was slightly, really only a little bit, slightly hoarse, perhaps because it was just waking up from a short dream, with a little more lazy emphasis, natural and slender.
"Come on," she turned around, put her arms on the back of the chair and looked back at him, she got closer, smiled and whispered without any anger on her face, "Seeing me sitting here Are you surprised?"
Tan Mo took a pause when he took out his schoolbag, pursed his lips, then took out the book and put it on the table without speaking.
Qiao Lan asked for a night off with a stomachache the day before yesterday, and then she was busy for two more days on the weekend. When she came back last night, it rained a little outside. I thought it was nothing, but when I came to school in the morning, I found that I had a little cold.
The whole morning self-study was groggy, and then I fell asleep without knowing anything.
Fortunately, today is Chinese self-study, and the head teacher didn't come and didn't find out.
After squinting for a short while, when he woke up, he glanced at the time, and the first class would start in two minutes. He glanced back as usual, but it happened to meet Shang Tan Mo's line of sight.
Qiao Lan was sure that Tan Mo must have been watching her and sizing her up just a moment ago.
But Tan Mo was still expressionless but quickly retracted his gaze. Later, he took the initiative to greet him and even talked to him, but Tan Mo still lowered his head and ignored her.
Qiao Lan's heart was filled with indescribable powerlessness, so why
Tan Mo ignored her, and Qiao Lan could only turn her head around again, not realizing that she took the initiative to talk to Tan Mo just now, which caused many people in the class to look here, even Chen Yaoyang and Li Fan. glanced.
Someone whispered, "I found that Qiao Lan really talked to Tan Mo a lot, but Tan Mo never paid attention to her."
"What is Tan Mo's theory, maybe he can't even understand what we say."
"So what's wrong with Qiao Lan? I have nothing to do when I have nothing to do..."
Qiao Lan didn't hear it, so she turned back with a frown. Pei Ning, who was sitting at the same table, carefully glanced at Tan Mo and Qiao Lan, and couldn't figure it out, but out of curiosity A very small voice leaned over and asked Qiao Lan, "What are you talking about with that... Tan Mo?"
Tan Mo's hand flipping the book stopped abruptly when Pei Ning suddenly approached Qiao Lan, and across his forehead he saw Qiao Lan's deskmate's face less than thirty centimeters away from Qiao Lan. His eyes suddenly flashed a stern look.
Then he saw Qiao Lan pull out the math book from her schoolbag and open it.
"I didn't say anything," Qiao Lan said, and after about three seconds he added, "Secret."
Pei Ning: "..."
The stern look in Tan Mo's eyes disappeared, and his fingertips against the book slowly slid across the paper, and gently turned to the next page.
Qiao Lan really caught a cold. Tan Mo, who was only very sensitive to voices, found out that he couldn't help taking a nap after class, together with Pei Ning at the table and the two front desks sitting in front of him.
"You have a cold?" Pei Ning asked.
Qiao Lan made a muffled "um".
Tan Mo, who was sitting behind, raised his head silently.
The previously indescribable taste came back little by little.
When Qiao Lan was still sitting in the fourth group, he saw Qiao Lan and Pei Ning talking a lot, but couldn't hear what they were saying, which made Tan Mo extremely anxious.
Now I can finally hear it, but Tan Mo's anxiety has not eased at all, but has gotten worse.
The communication between Qiao Lan and Pei Ning is not too much, but it is not too small. Both of them are actually very good people. After sitting at the same table for nearly a week, their relationship is not bad. Tan Mo feels that he can always hear it. the sound of their conversation.
Now that he heard Pei Ning taking the initiative to care about Qiao Lan, Tan Mo looked at Pei Ning with gloomy eyes. He looked coldly at the elbows that Qiao Lan and Pei Ning would touch from time to time, and felt more and more uncomfortable.
He has known Qiao Lan for a long time, but he has never spoken to Qiao Lan so smoothly and naturally, let alone some physical contact.
Pei Ning didn't notice anything at all. Although he was introverted, he gradually became more and more talkative to those who were gradually familiar with him.
"Is there any medicine? Would you like to take a leave to go home and rest?"
"No, it's not that serious." Qiao Lan took a sip of water and glanced at the timetable. The next class was physics, and she felt a little melancholy. She thought about it and told Pei Ning, "If you see me dozing off in class later, hit me. a bit."
"Okay," Pei Ning agreed.
Tan Mo's fingers on the corner of the book became stiff again uncontrollably.
He hoped that Qiao Lan would not be sleepy again in class, so that Pei Ning would not have to wake Qiao Lan, and would not encounter Qiao Lan.
But Qiao Lan caught a cold. She was groggy in a physics class, and Pei Ning couldn't really hit her. She called Qiao Lan three times in a class.
Tan Mo, who was sitting at the back, watched as Pei Ning's hand touched Qiao Lan's arm three times.
Because of AS, Tan Mo would have difficulty controlling his emotions, would be violent from time to time, and would be unbearably irritable. When he was a child, he had hurt his classmates who went to kindergarten together, and he would suffer from some small things that normal people could not notice at all. Care for many days. So in the past, my mother always told him not to care about these things over and over again, not to care about them.
Tan Mo lived like a machine until he was fifteen years old, and now he is used to suppressing, but after suppressing it and not losing his temper, he still can't suppress his mood and becomes very bad.
Qiao Lan finally made it through the get out of class. After class, she couldn't bear it anymore, so she went to the bathroom to wash her face.
The northern part of November was not cool anymore, and finally woke up after being excited by the cold water. When he walked into the classroom and walked to his seat, he saw Tan Mo reading a book with his head lowered.
I used to sit far away, and Tan Mo didn't talk to her in school, so Qiao Lan didn't take the initiative to look for him.
But now that they were sitting at the front and back tables, Qiao Lan glanced at the book in front of Tan Mo, looked left and right and couldn't understand it, so she got closer and asked him, "What book is this?"
"Classical Electrodynamics"
Tan Mo answered silently in his heart.
But he couldn't talk to Qiao Lan, not to mention that he wanted to tell Qiao Lan at all now.
I don't want to talk to Qiao Lan.
So he pulled the book back in silence, not wanting to let Qiao Lan read it.
Qiao Lan was stunned for a moment. Although he said that he usually doesn't speak, Tan Mo would not resist such a move. Qiao Lan was a little dumbfounded and didn't give up and asked, "What's wrong?"
Tan Mo raised his head, there was no expression on his pale face,
"Turn around."
Qiao Lan: …
Qiao Lan: ? ?
Pei Ning, who was watching the movement curiously, pulled Qiao Lan's clothes and whispered, "Don't be annoying." After that, he carefully glanced at Tan Mo and added, "I don't want to ignore you if I don't see it... "
Before he finished speaking, Pei Ning suddenly met Shang Tan Mo's almost gloomy gaze, but he shuddered for a moment when the sun shone on him.
When he took a second look, Tan Mo had lowered his head again, and it seemed like a fake for a moment.
Pei Ning was stunned for a while, and then turned his head somewhat unresponsively, lying on the table and began to doubt life.
After the doubts about life were over, I remembered it with hindsight. I just glanced back, and Tan Mo's reading book did not seem to be the so-called picture album in everyone's mouth.
It was a thick book in pure English, and there seemed to be many physical diagrams on it.
Pei Ning, who was already stupid, suddenly became even more stupid.
Curiosity surged into my heart for a moment, and I wanted to look back and take a closer look at what Tan Mo was looking at, but when he remembered the look in Tan Mo's eyes just now, he shrank back in fright.
He must be wrong.
How can Tan Mo read books
Even more so with this book.
Not knowing what Pei Ning was thinking, Qiao Lan couldn't figure it out again. She couldn't figure out what she had done to offend Tan Mo.
But I can't even think about it.
The fragile connection that was finally established gradually, Qiao Lan was afraid that it would be ruined accidentally, so in the afternoon, he still took the initiative to talk to Tan Mo, but Tan Mo never responded.
After school, Qiao Lan watched Tan Mo leave with a blank expression, and stayed for a while in frustration.
Packing up her schoolbag and walking out of school to the western restaurant, Qiao Lan thought to herself, Tan Mo might not come to the western restaurant tonight or in the future.
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Tan Mo sat in the car, as silent as ever.
Uncle Chen was already used to it, he folded his wheelchair and got into the car, "Or go to a western restaurant?"
Tan Mo looked out the window and didn't answer, Uncle Chen nodded, expressing his understanding, the car drove in a familiar direction again, and when he reached the door of the western restaurant, Uncle Chen got off the wheelchair, but Tan Mo was hidden in the darkness and did not move.
Uncle Chen frowned, wisely aware of what might have happened.
"Aren't you going in?"
Tan Mo lowered his eyelashes and said after a while, "I don't want to."
Uncle Chen looked at him carefully and asked, "Did something happen?"
Poor Tan Mo, because of AS, doesn't even know how to lie, and only stays silent when he encounters questions he doesn't want to answer.
in argument? Friendship is over
It is impossible to quarrel. Uncle Chen could not imagine the scene where Tan Mo quarreled with someone, and it would not be the end of the relationship. If it ended, Tan Mo would not come here at all.
Tan Mo didn't go in, Uncle Chen could only say, "Then let's go back?"
Tan Mo pursed his lips and said after a while, "No." He raised his head and looked at the brightly lit western restaurant, "I haven't ordered yet."
If you don't go in, you still have to give money to others
What to do then
Uncle Chen frantically wanted to open his young master's head to see what he was thinking about, what he was embarrassed about, and finally sighed helplessly.
If you don't go in, you have to give money to Qiao Lan. You can't count on Tan Mo to find a way to take care of the two. Uncle Chen thought about it and said helplessly, "You wait in the car, I'll go buy something, and then we'll take it back, Don't tell her you're here, okay?"
Tan Mo said quickly, "Okay."
Uncle Chen:…
"Okay, okay, you sit and I'll go." After saying that, he was about to leave, but he was caught by Tan Mo again. He turned around and said, "What's wrong?"
"She caught a cold."
Uncle Chen: ... So what
Tan Mo pointed to a pharmacy not far away, "Buy some medicine."
Uncle Chen:…
After walking out of the pharmacy, Chen Boman only had one thought left in his mind, what earth-shattering thing the girl did.
It was already 7:30, ten minutes later than the time when Tan Mo looked at him. Qiao Lan thought during his busy schedule that Tan Mo might not be here today.
Meng Xue felt angry when she thought of Tan Mo's attitude that day. Today, she looked left and right and didn't see Tan Mo, she swung to Qiao Lan with a "tsk", "Why, your disabled boyfriend didn't come to send money today. "
"He's my classmate." Qiao Lan was in a bad mood, but suddenly became angry, "Keep your mouth clean."
Meng Xue raised her eyebrows, "Why, I can't tell, you are a disabled person, if you don't look down on someone's disability, why are you pretending to be doing it like that, cheating money, tsk, you're not young at all, but I'm still thinking. I really admire you, I said, your little boyfriend is not only disabled but also a little crazy..."
"Didn't your parents teach you how to behave and how to speak when you grew up?"
"you!"
Meng Xue was about to make trouble, and Uncle Chen happened to walk in from outside. Qiao Lan saw Uncle Chen's eyes lit up, and he didn't have time to quarrel with Meng Xue again.
"Hello," Qiao Lan asked Uncle Chen to go inside, glanced outside inadvertently, took out the menu and asked Uncle Chen to order.
Uncle Chen saw Qiao Lan's gaze looking out, with a faint smile on his face, he quickly ordered the menu and asked Qiao Lan to pack it all back.
Qiao Lan glanced outside again, there was a row of cars, and she couldn't recognize which one was driven by Chen Bo.
She wanted to ask Chen Botan Mo, but the foreman was just two meters away, and the restaurant did not allow waiters and guests to communicate with customers during working hours.
Qiao Lan could only order food and couldn't ask more questions.
After that, I was very busy, and even the foreman helped to deliver the packaged dishes to Uncle Chen. When Qiao Lan came back, Uncle Chen had already left.
The team leader glanced at her with a smile, but didn't say anything, but stopped Qiao Lan when he finally got off work, and took out a bag from the cashier for her.
"It was given to you by the old man who often brought Young Master Tan here."
Qiao Lan was startled, but when the bag was opened, it was full of medicine.
Various cold medicines.
Qiao Lan, who has been ill all day and has been busy until now, suddenly felt a little sore in her eyes.
After taking the medicine, I thanked the foreman, went home, and went to bed early after taking the medicine. Perhaps because of the efficacy of the medicine, Qiao Lan fell asleep quickly.
A night without dreams.
Young people, sick by chance, take medicine and get a good night's sleep. The next day, the throat doesn't hurt and the whole body is full of energy. The next day, Qiao Lan is full of energy.
After coming to the classroom in the morning to endorse as usual, Pei Ning glanced at her, "Is it okay?"
"Okay," Qiao Lan said lightly.
"I'm in a good mood."
"It's okay," Qiao Lan smiled and went out to endorse the textbook.
When Tan Mo came after the self-study earlier, Qiao Lan turned around and said to Tan Mo, "I have a cold."
Tan Mo listened to her no longer hoarse voice, and silently returned to his seat, still ignoring her.
Qiao Lan didn't care, and thanked Tan Mo again.
Pei Ning's expression didn't know what to say.
He really didn't understand why Tan Mo never paid attention to Qiao Lan, and Qiao Lan still took the initiative to talk to Tan Mo again and again with such a good temper.
People ignore you, aren't you embarrassed!
What did you say to Tan Mo when you've recovered from your cold, and what does this thank you mean
I don't understand, I really don't understand, so I went back to ask Qiao Lan, Qiao Lan still has those two words.
"secret."
Pei Ning: …
Forget it, don't ask.
Since Qiao Lan took the first grade in the grade, all the classmates in the class who used to follow the trend have become friendly to Qiao Lan. Some of the classmates who were not very good to her in the past have been doing well recently.
Qin Yang, who always bullied Qiao Lan before, has never bothered Qiao Lan again recently.
As Qiao Lan said before, if you want to be liked, you must have the capital to be liked.
One morning when I was backing my book, I met a few girls in the class. Recently, the learning atmosphere of Class 13 has been surprisingly good, and there are more students who get up early every day to study.
Qiao Lan recited the book for a while, and a girl who endorsed it not far away came over. Qiao Lan didn't remember her name, but she knew that she was from this class. The girl smiled and asked if she could borrow the historical notes to have a look.
Reaching out his hand not to hit the smiling face, and the history had just been recited, so Qiao Lan lent the note to the girl.
The girl went back with the notes, and chatted with a few girls who were with her. After reading it, she couldn't help but sigh that Qiao Lan was really serious, but she didn't see anything outstanding.
After returning the notes after a while, Qiao Lan nodded, took back the notebook, and went back to the classroom.
Ever since the girl and Qiao Lan had spoken, slowly, they started to say hello when they met frequently, and Qiao Lan learned that the girl's name was Tang Qin.
But that's about it.