Qiao Lan knew that Tan Mo was very dependent on her now, but Uncle Chen's words sounded a bit strange, and Qiao Lan didn't think much about it.
Chen Botan frankly admitted that he did want to help her, but he really needed Qiao Lan's help. Qiao Lan felt that she was persuaded.
Qiao Lan sighed as she went upstairs to pack her things. She had food and shelter, good food and good living, so why not go.
Alas, I am so realistic.
Qiao Lan didn't have many things. She brought some clothes and books. She got down soon, and waited for the car to chat with Uncle Chen casually.
There are some things that Uncle Chen would not say when Tan Mo was there, but now that Tan Mo is away, Uncle Chen has nothing to be afraid of, such as Qiao Lan's real family situation.
Uncle Chen asked her if her parents would be in a hurry if she didn't go home, and Qiao Lan didn't have to hide it. From the perspective of a bystander, Qiao Lan felt that she was in a good mood.
Uncle Chen glanced at the girl with a faint expression in the rearview mirror, thinking that this child is indeed much more mature than the average child of this age.
Because of Tan Mo's illness, it is difficult to make friends with his peers. At first, Uncle Chen thought that if one day Tan Mo has a good friend, that friend should be a little older than Tan Mo, if he is of the same age. He will also be more mature than his peers, because in this way, he can have more patience to tolerate Tan Mo's temper, and take the trouble to resolve his indifference, so as to slowly understand him.
Uncle Chen watched Tan Mo grow so big, from the indifference and alienation a few years ago, to the little changes now, no one knows the joy in Uncle Chen's heart. Although Tan Mo was still expressionless, he gradually learned how to take the initiative and how to care for people; he understood more abundant emotions, such as happiness, anger, disappointment, and even grievance, and he was feeling it little by little. .
The teenager will always have only a black and white world, and slowly adding some new colors, although it is very slow, it is already a progress that surprises him.
Uncle Chen knows how difficult it is for Tan Mo to meet such a person, so Uncle Chen will try to seize every opportunity so that Tan Mo and Qiao Lan can get closer to each other. The team leader said hello, hoping to put Qiao Lan and Tan Mo in the same class.
Fortunately, Qiao Lan's grades are also very good, otherwise it would be a little difficult to handle.
Tan Mo didn't actually like the upcoming summer vacation. Although he said that he had Qiao Lan's phone number to contact him now, Qiao Lan also said that he would come to see him when he had time and would invite him out to eat.
But there is no specific time, even if the specific time is said, it is only once or twice.
The summer vacation is so long, nearly two months of vacation, once or twice is really pitiful.
Why is the summer vacation so long, can't it be a little shorter like the winter vacation
After taking out a book from the shelf again, the messy thoughts were cleared out of his head. In an instant, only the symbols and words that his peers could not understand were left.
When Tan Mo devotes himself to something, it is difficult for any movement to disturb him. After he concentrated on reading all the content he wanted to read, he felt a little thirsty, so he opened the door of the room and prepared to go to the kitchen for a drink.
Then he saw the person in his own home who made him stunned for a long time.
Qiao Lan was sitting on the sofa in front of the coffee table, holding a book in his hand. It was the set of world history that Tan Mo gave to Qiao Lan. Just after entering the door, there was no movement in Tan Mo's room. Chen Bo said that Tan Mo was reading a book, so Qiao Lan didn't bother to go in to disturb him.
Smiling and looking at Tan Mo, who was stunned, Qiao Lan pointed to the cut oranges on the table, "After reading it, take a break and have something to eat?"
Tan Mo still didn't react, until Uncle Chen came out of his room and briefly explained it to Tan Mo. After listening, Tan Mo turned his head and said to Qiao Lan, "Don't take care of me."
"Huh?" Qiao Lan raised her head.
"Aunt Chen is not here, you can just live here."
It's fine if you live there, you don't have to take care of him or do anything, Tan Mo thinks that Qiao Lan can come, it's very good, very good.
Seeing Tan Mo's sincere appearance, Uncle Chen was amused for a long time, and he knew that it would definitely be beneficial to coax Qiao Lan into the house.
Tan Mo was unhappy at the beginning, and then suddenly became stunned, and then he seemed to be happy after realizing it, but then he was still nervous. Although he was still expressionless, Qiao Lan saw Tan Mo's daily movements of drawing circles on the plate when he was nervous.
The dinner was prepared by a full-time nutritionist in Tanmo, and it was delivered at a fixed time. Usually, Aunt Chen made it herself according to the nutritionist's meal plan. Now that Aunt Chen was not around, the dietitian came in person.
Although Qiao Lan said that she used to work all over the world, she has a lot of life experience, but because she didn't have a family since she was a child, she was not very good at cooking. The only thing that was not bad was making desserts and making coffee. . At that time, she was in college, and the cafe she went to was not far from the school. The store was small but very distinctive. The owner was Qiao Lan's direct senior sister, and she often taught Qiao Lan to make desserts in her spare time.
Qiao Lan walked around the kitchen. Aunt Chen should be someone who likes to study cooking skills. There are all kinds of tools in the kitchen, and there are also all kinds of fresh ingredients delivered every day in the refrigerator.
Looking at it, Qiao Lan was moved.
Tan Mo likes sweets very much, and Qiao Lan discovered this after sitting at the same table with Tan Mo for two months.
The boy who looks cold on the surface is actually a sweet tooth. The contrast is very large, but he is quite cute.
Qiao Lan took her mobile phone and used her memory to search for a few desserts that she had made, and they were quite good. After all, I haven't made them for a long time, and I don't remember much. After searching, I took a screenshot and saved it.
Wait until you get a chance to try it.
I didn't expect the opportunity to come so quickly.
Aunt Chen's hometown is not too far from here. It's about a three-hour drive by car. Before, Uncle Chen said that something happened at Aunt Chen's house, but he didn't specify what it was. As a result, a few days later, Uncle Chen told Qiao Lan about himself. I have to go there too, and I can come back tomorrow after leaving today, so I have to trouble Qiao Lan to take special care of Tan Mo for a day.
Qiao Lan lived in Tan Mo for several days, and observed Tan Mo's daily life closely, but found that Tan Mo is actually very independent in life.
Except for the books that sometimes cannot be reached on the bookshelf, almost everything Tan Mo can do by himself, such as bathing, sleeping, and changing clothes, but Chen Bo explained a lot to Qiao Lan about what Tan Mo must avoid. Things that cannot be eaten, such as checking the windows of Tan Mo's room before going to bed, etc. He can't stand the night wind, and he can't sleep with lights at night, etc.
Qiao Lan took the notebook and wrote it all down. Sitting in the room, she could hear Uncle Chen and Qiao Lan talking to Tan Mo, and began to draw circles on the book nervously.
Although he and Qiao Lan sat at the same table for half a year, he was still nervous when Qiao Lan came to the house. Qiao Lan has been there recently, and Tan Mo is finally less nervous, but now Uncle Chen is leaving, which means that it is only the two of them. Tan Mo became nervous again.
Uncle Chen smiled. In fact, there is nothing to worry about. Tan Mo is not a child who can't be separated from others. Before, Father Tan often let Tan Mo live there. He just took the opportunity to say these things. To Qiao Lan.
After noon, Chen Bo rested for a while, and then drove away. In the afternoon, Qiao Lan glanced at Tan Mo's still quiet room, found out a bunch of pictures that he had taken that day, and deleted the Tan Mo in it. After Mo Jikou's things, he entered the kitchen and began to ponder,
The room was not big, around one hundred and forty-five, and the room was very quiet. Sitting in his room, Tan Mo could hear Qiao Lan open the refrigerator, and he was probably looking for something.
Tan Mo stared at the book in front of him for a while, then controlled the wheelchair to come out of the room.
Slowly entering the kitchen, Tan Mo saw that Qiao Lan was wearing the apron that Aunt Chen usually wears, and was looking for something with her mobile phone. As soon as she turned her head, Qiao Lan saw Tan Mo.
"Did I disturb you?" Qiao Lan put down the phone, "I want to be quieter."
"No," Tan Mo said, staring at the apron on Qiao Lan's body. Aunt Chen wears it every day. Tan Mo never pays attention to it, but now wearing it on Qiao Lan, Tan Mo can't move his eyes. At the same time, an unspeakable sense of intimacy flooded my heart.
"Are you here?" Tan Mo finally turned his attention to other things, "Are you cooking?"
"I don't know how to cook," Qiao Lan smiled, "I want to try making dessert, Tan Mo, do you like pudding, my pudding is pretty good."
Tan Mo pushed the wheelchair in, his eyes fell on the ingredients on the table, and said in a low voice, "I like it."
If you like it, Qiao Lan is more interested.
She almost forgot some difficult desserts, and she didn't dare to show ugliness, but she was quite sure about the easier ones. The guests who came to the coffee shop liked the egg pudding she helped her senior make before.
Boil the water, add sugar and stir well into sugar water, then add sugar water, eggs and fresh milk and stir well.
Tan Mo was sitting in a wheelchair watching Qiao Lan handle the ingredients carefully, watching her mix a cup of white sugar with boiling water, and then boil it all the time, the sweet caramel smell gradually overflowing from the kitchen.
Qiao Lan saw that Tan Mo was interested, so she brought the model to the side of the table, carefully poured the caramel and pudding ingredients into the model little by little, added water to the baking pan and put it in the oven.
"Just wait fifteen minutes, and then take advantage of this time to squeeze a few more coconut-flavored mango rolls."
This is a small dessert made of glutinous rice. It is glutinous, sweet and sticky. Qiao Lan likes it very much.
Tan Mo looked at her slender fingers, skillfully and quickly mixed the glutinous rice with water and kneaded it into a dough. Tan Mo's eyes moved up little by little along Qiao Lan's fingers, and finally landed on Qiao Lan's face.
His roommate is really amazing.
He is clearly about the same age as him, but he is so powerful.
She got glutinous rice flour on her fingers and accidentally wiped it on her face. Tan Mo stared at the white glutinous rice flour on Qiao Lan's face, and suddenly wanted to reach out and wipe it clean.
After Qiao Lan made a few small desserts, she added another fresh fruit, all of which Tan Mo liked.
Tan Mo especially likes coconut fragrant mango rolls, but Qiao Lan didn't dare to let Tan Mo eat too much. This is glutinous rice, and if you eat too much, your stomach will feel a little uncomfortable.
After dinner, Uncle Chen called and asked the two of them if everything was okay. Qiao Lan told Uncle Chen that Tan Mo had gone to take a bath, and Uncle Chen was relieved. After the phone call, Tan Mo came out of the shower. The boy changed his clothes and came out in a wheelchair. I don't know if it was because of the shower or because of Qiao Lan's illusion. Qiao Lan always felt that Tan Mo's face was paler than usual.
Qiao Lan suddenly felt uneasy, and hurriedly asked Tan Mo if there was any discomfort. Thinking of what he ate at night, "Is it a stomachache?"
"No," Tan Mo's hair was not completely dry yet, and the hair was soft, looking extraordinarily well-behaved and credible, "No discomfort."
Qiao Lan frowned and looked at Tan Mo, her brows furrowed.
Tan Mo used to look at the other person's eyes when he was talking, but now he didn't look at her at all. Qiao Lan suddenly remembered the last time Tan Mo tricked her into saying that she didn't take the language test because she was not feeling well.
Qiao Lan always felt uneasy in her heart, but Tan Mo insisted that it was all right, said good night to Qiao Lan as usual, and turned around and entered her room.
Qiao Lan looked at the thin back of the boy for a while before returning to her room.
No matter how I thought about it, I was still a little worried, so I opened the door of the room, and then I lay on the bed and continued to read the book about Asperger's disease that I downloaded earlier.
I slept enough during the day, and I was not too sleepy at night. After 12:00, Qiao Lan suddenly heard something in Tan Mo's room fall to the ground.
Qiao Lan suddenly turned over from the bed.
But after the sound, the silence was restored, as if something had accidentally fallen.
Qiao Lan frowned, got out of bed and walked carefully to Tan Mo's room. Tan Mo's room was very quiet, everything seemed to be her illusion, until she suddenly heard a low voice, but it was very clear at night. bear the pain.
Qiao Lan hurriedly knocked on Tan Mo's door, "Tan Mo, what's wrong with you?"
There was a sudden silence in the room, but then there was another bang.
Qiao Lan's face changed suddenly, "Tan Mo, I'm in." After saying that, she opened the door and walked in to turn on the light.
Tan Mo was half-sitting on the bed under the light, his face turned pale, because the drawer that had been pulled open in shock fell to the ground, and he was holding a small medicine bottle in his right hand.
Qiao Lan was stunned for a moment, then walked over quickly, and was about to ask him what was wrong, but his eyes were suddenly caught by the quilt on the right leg of the trousers leg of the young man because of his panic.
On the white dazzling skin, there was a scar that was seven or eight centimeters long.