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Tan Mo said he would throw it away if he didn't like it.

Others might say that as a threat, but he wasn't, that's what he thought.

It was specially brought to you, since you don't like it, throw it away.

Qiao Lan looked at the motionless young man in front of him, suddenly feeling weak.

It's not that she doesn't like it, it's just that she can't accept it.

It was precisely because he understood Tan Mo's good intentions that he refused, but for Tan Mo, he didn't understand the intention behind Qiao Lan's refusal. Rejection meant that he didn't like it, it was a sign of birth, and it was proof of a bad relationship.

Qiao Lan glanced at the boy's stubborn profile, sighed silently, and opened the box.

The ingredients of the porridge are matched by a nutritionist, and the good taste is made by Aunt Chen who has been taking care of Tan Mo. Although almost everyone in the class was eating breakfast during self-study in the morning, when the box was opened, the aroma still made the students sitting behind Qiao Lan and Tan Mo look this way curiously.

When Tan Mo saw Qiao Lan finally opened the box, his cold face finally gradually regained his composure, and he turned around again.

"Is it delicious?" Tan Mo asked Qiao Lan.

Qiao Lan took another bite, and replied sincerely, "It's very good."

Tan Mo was in a good mood, and the anger just now seemed to be forgotten in an instant.

After Qiao Lan finished eating, she cleaned the small lunch box and packed it up when she returned to the classroom. After thanking Tan Mo, she thought about it and said to Tan Mo, "I eat breakfast every morning, so I really don't need to bring breakfast to me. I."

Tan Mo stared at the moving little pendant around her neck, and gave an obedient "um".

Only then did Qiao Lan feel relieved, but the next day, Tan Mo, who had clearly agreed to him yesterday, did not bring breakfast. Instead, he brought fresh fruit in a glass box and a box of still warm milk.

Qiao Lan:

On the third day, there was another breakfast, this time instead of seafood porridge, it was replaced with lean meat porridge and a carton of milk.

"I've already eaten breakfast," Qiao Lan said seriously, before adding, "And I ate a lot."

Tan Mo thought for a while, "Then tomorrow morning, eat less."

All he brought was high-protein food, which was much better than Qiao Lan's own food.

If you eat less breakfast, you can eat more of the nutritious meals he brought. What Qiao Lan ate by herself was not nutritious at all. Chen Bo said that Qiao Lan had a good foundation, but she was seriously malnourished.

No matter how hard she tried to persuade Qiao Lan, she really couldn't think of a way out.

If you don't refuse success once, you won't be able to refuse success later.

Qiao Lan started the daily routine of being fed inexplicably like this, and Tan Mo even found joy in the daily feeding, and then it got worse.

For example, one day in addition to nutritious meals, there will be a few lemon slices in my cup, two beautiful oranges in the table hole, a neat box of small tomatoes or peeled walnuts, and even They are all nutrition products that are not recognized in English.

Tan Mo never tires of it.

Because every day passed like this, he gradually discovered Qiao Lan's eating preferences, what he liked to eat, and what he didn't like to eat, which was very interesting to him.

However, Qiao Lan still insisted on not accepting some things, such as the nutritional supplements that he asked people to buy from abroad. Qiao Lan didn't want it at all, but Uncle Chen gave him an idea.

Qiao Lan went downstairs to fetch a pot of water and came back. In addition to the unshakable breakfast, there was also a bottle of nutrient solution with a small straw inserted on the table.

Qiao Lan:

A whole box was given to Qiao Lan, but Qiao Lan didn't want it. Uncle Chen asked him to insert the straws one by one every day. Although Tan Mo didn't quite understand the difference, the facts proved that Uncle Chen's method was really effective.

After a long time, not to mention the two classmates sitting behind Qiao Lan, even Pei Ning, and Qin Yang who sat a little further away but often looked at Qiao Lan's side, inevitably discovered something.

"Tan Mo didn't care about Qiao Lan at all before, but now he seems to treat Qiao Lan very well?"

"It's pretty good here, so there's nothing to say about it."

Tan Mo occasionally heard everyone's comments, and heard them say that he was nice to Qiao Lan from others, which was even better than how he was nice to her in person.

From Qiao Lan's resolute resistance at the beginning to the ineffective resistance later, she gradually became numb.

The temperature outside had already dropped to several degrees below zero. Going out to fetch hot water made people shiver. After self-study, Qiao Lan returned to the classroom after fetching water with the kettle. I don’t know if she fetched water faster today or Tan Mo He came earlier, Tan Mo had just come in, and he hadn't put down his schoolbag yet.

After Qiao Lan returned to her seat, she saw Tan Mo take out the familiar small bottle and hold the small straw with his pale fingers. It was too cold outside, and he never wore gloves. Although he didn't feel the cold, his fingers were already frozen.

Qiao Lan put down the kettle and said, "I'll do it", and reached out to take the small bottle from Tan Mo's hand, but accidentally touched Tan Mo's finger.

After going out for a trip, Qiao Lan's hands weren't too hot, but when he accidentally touched Tan Mo's fingers, he could still feel the temperature of Tan Mo's fingers like ice cubes.

Qiao Lan's hand paused, her eyes fell on Tan Mo's stiff fingers, and after a moment of silence, she tore off the scarf around her neck, grabbed Tan Mo's arm before he could react, and wrapped his hands with the scarf. Wrapped, "Why don't you wear gloves? It's like an ice cube."

From Qiao Lan grabbing his arm until he was let go again, Tan Mo couldn't react to the whole process.

white fluffy soft scarf,

The body temperature on the girl's neck was still warm, and Tan Mo's unconscious hands finally woke up bit by bit in the scarf, and became less stiff.

He moved his fingers in a daze, and after a long while, he suddenly realized belatedly, where did the temperature on his hands come from, and suddenly raised his head to look at Qiao Lan's neck, his slowly relaxing body suddenly stiffened again .

Even the tip of the ear, I don't know why, just like in the hospital, after the doctor pricked the tip of the ear lightly, it suddenly became hot uncontrollably.

"Aren't you cold?" the girl asked him with a smile, and Tan Mo nodded mechanically.

"It's not cold anymore."

In fact, he didn't feel cold at all.

"Although you are not very sensitive to temperature, you should wear thicker clothes"

Qiao Lan was still talking, and Tan Mo couldn't help looking at the girl. The scarf had been returned to Qiao Lan, but there was always a faint warmth on his hands.

After class, even the math teacher standing on the podium found out.

The blackboard is here, not on Qiao Lan's face. Even if Tan Mo doesn't listen to the lectures in class every day, he doesn't need to look at the blackboard, but this will cause trouble for others, won't it?

With a roll call, all the students' attention was focused on Tan Mo, and Tan Mo's gaze was also withdrawn, and in an instant he became that expressionless and cold boy again.

The boy was sitting in a wheelchair, and he didn't have to stand up after being called like other students. He looked at the math teacher coldly, and didn't feel that he had done anything wrong. He even felt that the math teacher was a little annoying and disturbed him.

The math teacher tapped the blackboard angrily, "How to solve this problem."

A lot of students in the class were stunned. They didn't understand why they suddenly called Tan Mo and asked Tan Mo to answer the question, but this question was really difficult. It was written on the blackboard by the math teacher for a special lecture.

Tan Mo picked up the pen with a cold face, wrote and drew in the notebook, and spoke half a minute later.

He spoke quickly but enunciated clearly. Qiao Lan had just read this question and thought it would take a lot of steps to complete it. However, Tan Mo spoke a few words, mixed with formulas that did not belong to high school knowledge, and gave the answer.

The math teacher stood on the podium, frowning, and joined the discussion with Tan Mo after listening.

Qiao Lan could keep up at least until her sophomore year, but the others really couldn't keep up. The whole class looked at Tan Mo and the math teacher in bewilderment, lamenting that we mortals couldn't understand the dialogue between the gods.

Before, everyone was just intimidated by Tan Mo's amazing test scores. This is the first time that Tan Mo showed his unusual side in front of everyone. After Tan Mo finished answering, many students looked at Tan Mo with different eyes. It must be a little psychedelic.

Looking at Tan Mo like this, Qiao Lan inexplicably felt that some of her face was bright.

As soon as Tan Mo turned his head, he saw Qiao Lan looking at him, and suddenly looked away as if thinking of something.

In this way, the final exam of this semester came. Finally, the teachers of this school personally set the questions for this final exam. It will not be as rare and perverted as last time, which made the students heave a sigh of relief.

In the past few days, the class and even other classes were discussing how many full marks Tan Mo could get in the test this time, and how many points Tan Mo could pull away from the second place.

In addition, some people were discussing who could do better in the exam, Qiao Lan or Chen Yaoyang.

Qiao Lan also knew everyone's speculation, but compared to the last monthly exam, Qiao Lan was quite confident this time.

Nothing else, just because Tan Mo taught her physics for a month.

Qiao Lan didn't like math very much in the first year of high school before wearing the book, and her math grades were only average. After the second year of high school, she changed to a math teacher. The teacher not only gave good lectures, but also was very funny. Qiao Lan started to like it from then on. Learn math.

A good teacher can completely change a student.

From then on, Qiao Lan began to like mathematics. Because she liked it, she spent more time on mathematics, and gradually discovered the fun of it. Later, her mathematics scores have been top-notch.

It used to be mathematics, but now it is probably physics.

As for physics, before, Qiao Lan had always been dead-on-the-wall, brushing up on questions. After Tan Mo taught her for more than twenty days, Qiao Lan gradually got the hang of it.

Qiao Lan couldn't help but sigh, it turned out that it wasn't that she had no talent in physics, but that she hadn't found a way to do it.

Before the exam, physics was the most worrying thing. Now that the exam was approaching, Qiao Lan was looking forward to it, wanting to see how the recent results were.

The senior high school exams are staggered. Senior one takes the exam first, then senior two, and finally senior three. I heard that after the senior three exams, there will be a period of make-up classes until the 28th of the twelfth lunar month.

It was snowing again on the day of the senior one exam, so there was no need for morning exercises, and all the students came to school at different times. Qiao Lan met Chen Bo and Tan Mo at the school gate. Qiao Lan saw the thin clothes Tan Mo was still wearing, and looked at his hands without gloves. She ran over to greet Uncle Chen, and said to Tan Mo, "I'll push you in."

The weather was already cold, and it was still snowing now. Tan Mo pushed the wheelchair by himself, how cold his fingers must be.

Last time, Qiao Lan told Tan Mo to wear gloves, but Tan Mo never wore them.

Tan Mo glanced at Qiao Lan and did not refuse. Chen Bo smiled and watched Qiao Lan and Tan Mo go away. When his phone rang, he hurried back to answer the call.

Qiao Lan pushed Tan Mo to the direction of the teaching building, and the students passing by inevitably took a second look. Qiao Lan thought that after the exam, it would be winter vacation, so she asked Tan Mo what he was going to do during the winter vacation. Tan Mo thought for a while, "At home Read a book."

Going out in winter is always too troublesome, and Tan Mo himself doesn't like to go out,

He really likes to sit alone in the room and read books all day long. The life that others see as extremely boring is a lot of fun for him.

Recently, he found another very good book, a set of general history of world history, in pure English.

This set of books is really good. Although Tan Mo doesn't agree with some opinions, it affects the excitement of this book. Tan Mo suddenly wants Qiao Lan to read this set of books. He thinks that Qiao Lan will also like this set. books, and that way they have more common language.

It's just that this set is a pure English version. You can search for the translated version when you get home, and bring it to Qiao Lan when you go to a western restaurant for dinner after the exam.

In the end, before Tan Mo could buy the translated book, and before he finished the last part of the exam, Uncle Chen found the school, took him out of the exam room, and told him that his grandfather was not feeling well, so he had to go to the school immediately. Fly to America.

Tan Mo went to the United States with his mother, firstly because the medical technology there is better, and secondly because his grandparents are also in the United States, and his mother has a very close relationship with them. Almost every weekend, his mother would take him to stay with his grandparents for a day .

The two old people feel sorry for their daughter who divorced at a young age, but they treat Tan Mo in a normal way, because Tan Mo's father betrayed his marriage, and because Tan Mo has dragged his daughter down for so many years.

So to Tan Mo, grandparents are not as close as Chen Bo and Aunt Chen.

But despite this, Tan Mo still did not refuse.

For him, the two old people are not his closest people, but for his mother who has passed away, when his mother is still alive, he always asks him to honor his grandparents when he grows up.

Tan Mo didn't even finish the last Chinese test, so he was hurriedly taken to the airport by Uncle Chen. Tan Mo looked at the snow scene passing by outside the car window, and always felt that he had forgotten something.

Tan Mo didn't care at all that he didn't finish the exam, so what the hell was it.

It wasn't until he got to the airport that Tan Mo suddenly remembered that he hadn't had time to tell Qiao Lan. Yesterday, he even thought about giving Qiao Lan his favorite book during the winter vacation.

Now he has to go far away, but he didn't even leave Qiao Lan with his contact information.

Uncle Chen saw Tan Mo's anxiety and asked him what's the matter. Tan Mo was silent for a while before he said, "She didn't know I was leaving."

Uncle Chen didn't think of this for a while. On the one hand, he lamented that Qiao Lan was more important to Tan Mo than he thought, and on the other hand, he came up with a solution.

"I'll send a text message to your head teacher and ask the head teacher to tell Qiao Lan your phone number, and she will be able to call you during the winter vacation, okay?"

"She doesn't have a cell phone," Tan Mo said.

"She doesn't have a mobile phone, so the family will always have one." Uncle Chen didn't think it was a problem. No matter how difficult Qiao Lan's family was, it was impossible for her parents to not even have a mobile phone. As long as they had a mobile phone, they could always make a call or text text message.

Tan Mo was silent for a moment, and finally agreed.

When Tan Mo's plane had taken off, Qiao Lan had just finished the last Chinese exam. She found Tan Mo's exam room as usual, but found that Tan Mo was not in the classroom.

Qiao Lan was already a celebrity now, and she would come to the classroom to look for Tan Mo after every exam. The classmates sitting behind Tan Mo knew who Qiao Lan was looking for as soon as she came in.

"Tan Mo was halfway through the exam. Someone came to see him, and then he left. He left in a hurry," explained the classmate and Qiao Lan.

Qiao Lan was stunned, thanked her classmates and walked out of the classroom.

Someone came to pick him up, so it wasn't Tan Mo's sudden health problem, which made Qiao Lan feel relieved.

He left without even finishing the exam, probably because there was something urgent at home.

Even if Qiao Lan wanted to inquire, she was at a loss what to do now. She didn't have a mobile phone, and even if she had a mobile phone, she didn't have Tan Mo's contact information.

After standing in the snow for a while, Qiao Lan picked up her schoolbag and left the school. The exams were over, but the daily part-time job was still going on, except that the boy who came every day was missing at night.

After the end-of-term exams, there is a day off. The teachers are grading the papers frantically. The students start to enjoy the winter vacation in advance. When they come back to school after a day off, they don’t need to do morning exercises or self-study in the morning. They can go to school at 8:10 to listen to the teachers’ papers. .

Qiao Lan came to the classroom, but Tan Mo still didn't come. Some people in the class were inevitably curious. After inquiring and inquiring, they found out that Tan Mo had left before finishing the last exam.

The focus of the students was not why Tan Mo didn't come, but because of something and suddenly left, but that Tan Mo had only passed half of the Chinese language test, and his scores would not be able to keep up.

So the previous bet on how many points the No. 1 player can get No. 2 this time was gone, and it became the question of who the No. 1 player would be this time.

Everyone felt that no matter how good Tan Mo was, he might not be able to sit firmly in the first place without half of his grades. Qiao Lan and Chen Yaoyang were not vegetarians, and this time the paper was not as difficult as last time, so there was no way to compare it. Pull such a big score like last time.

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There was even a poll launched in the school post bar, and the top ten people in the last exam were all on it. In the final voting results, Chen Yaoyang ranked first with a small lead of 33%, Qiao Lan ranked second with 31%, and Tan Mo was squeezed to third place, followed by 0708% A little scale.

Many students felt that Qiao Lan beat Chen Yaoyang in the mid-term exam because Chen Yaoyang didn't study much, and after a little learning, he was even with Qiao Lan. I heard that Chen Yaoyang was not sloppy in his studies recently.

It's time to overtake Qiao Lan again and regain the number one position.

Of course, if Tan Mo completes the test, he should return to second place.

The students in other classes were curious, and the students in Class 13 were even more looking forward to it. The holiday was coming soon and everyone was not in the mood to attend the class. It was not until the final report card came out that each of them came alive like chicken blood.

Shouting, he rushed to the podium to open the campus network, and went straight to the age rankings.

Even Chen Yaoyang was slightly looking forward to it, after all, he has been working the hardest in his history recently.

But when they saw the name on the top, everyone seemed to have been hit with a sap, and they were dumbfounded.

I read it once, and thought I was wrong, and read it again, okay, that’s right.

The name on the top is actually Tan Mo. ! ! ! ? ? ?

Didn't you say that you only passed half of the Chinese test?

Looking at the results carefully, it was indeed only half of the test.

Because the Chinese score is only 62 points, but even if the Chinese score is only 62 points, it still occupies the first place with a total score of 1086.

Seeing this abnormal result, everyone fell silent.

After a long time, everyone finally understood a truth. Even if a genius makes a small mistake, he is still a lot higher than ordinary people. Just looking at the perfect score, everyone who heard it cried.

stimulated.

Below Tan Mo, the second place next to him was not Chen Yaoyang, who everyone was most optimistic about, but Qiao Lan.

This time it's not a tie. Qiao Lan's total score was 17 points higher than Chen Yaoyang's, and he pushed Chen Yaoyang back to the third position mercilessly. This time, physics was one point lower than Chen Yaoyang.

Many people thought that Qiao Lan's success in the exam was due to hard work, while Chen Yaoyang's success in the exam was due to his intelligence. However, Chen Yaoyang had not suppressed Qiao Lan for three consecutive times. Finally, some students realized that Qiao Lan was actually very smart.

At the beginning, many people thought that Qiao Lan could be the first in the grade, so they must work hard, but after a semester, Qiao Lan is still at the top, but they are still the same as before.

It's no fun to lie to yourself.

The other classes have turned from admiration to numbness at the fact that class 13 once again occupied the top three in the grade. Maybe one day they will suddenly find that the top three have changed to another class.

Class 13 got the highest score in the grade again, and the class teacher happily sent the students away. It was only when they finally finished their work and lay on the sofa at home that they suddenly remembered something.

Teng got up from the sofa to find the phone and opened the text message. After scrolling through several pages, he finally found the text message sent to him by Uncle Chen many days ago.

The head teacher didn't know who this Uncle Chen was, but every time he contacted Tan Mo, he was looking for this old man.

Many days ago, that is, the day after the exam, this Uncle Chen called him to say that Tan Mo had something to go abroad, and finally asked him to help transfer a phone number to Qiao Lan.

After hanging up the phone, the head teacher received a series of phone numbers.

The teacher in charge didn't know the reason, but he agreed, and thought at the time that the two children seemed to have a really good relationship.

He also replied "Ok" to Uncle Chen, but after the reply, because of other work, he forgot about it in a blink of an eye.

Afterwards, he corrected the papers every day, talked about the papers, and summed up other work. He was so busy that he lost his head. When he finally finished his work, he remembered that he forgot to tell Qiao Lan about the number.

No matter how hard she tried to find Qiao Lan now, she couldn't find Qiao Lan's person. It's been several days since the winter vacation.

But in the end he agreed to Uncle Chen. The homeroom teacher thought about it and found the phone number of Qiao Lan's parents. He sent a text message to Qiao Lan's parents, informing Qiao Lan's parents of his identity, and then asked the parents to pass it on to Qiao Lan.

After receiving the text message, Mother Qiao stared at her phone for a long time.

The person who claimed to be Qiao Lan's class teacher sent her a text message specifically, and sent her a string of phone numbers saying that this was a student called something, and asked her to pass it on to Qiao Lan.

Qiao's mother stared at the name she didn't recognize at all, and when she thought of Qiao Lan, she felt angry. Qiao Lan did well in the exam this time, and now that the winter vacation is over, she has time, but she just doesn't give Qiao Yuan a lecture, and still doesn't give a lecture every day. Know to go home.

Qiao Lan didn't care about Qiao Yuan, and she didn't bother to care about Qiao Lan. The text messages sent to her by the homeroom teacher never came to her.

At first I didn't want to say it, but later, I gradually forgot.

Qiao Lan didn't know what happened. The winter of the year seemed to be extremely cold. Unfortunately, Qiao Lan didn't have time to feel it. As the Chinese New Year was approaching, everyone started to have their holidays, but Qiao Lan got busier.

A person who has no escape route and no backrest has no breathing time.

Westerners don't celebrate Chinese New Year, but Western restaurants are still open during the Chinese New Year, and even get busier as the Chinese New Year approaches. On the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, New Year's Eve and even the third day of the Lunar New Year have been booked in advance. Some people in the restaurant can continue to work during the Chinese New Year, but some go home to reunite with their families, so the already busy western restaurant is even more understaffed.

The proprietress tried to persuade some of the waiters to stay with her salary that was several times higher than usual. Qiao Lan calculated the extra money she could earn in a few days during the Chinese New Year, and then thought about the atmosphere of the New Year's Eve when Qiao's family got together. In seconds, he decided to stay in the store and continue working part-time.

Instead of looking at old lady Qiao's mother Qiao's second sister Qiao and even Qiao Lu's disfigured faces, it's better to earn more money.

After all, there is still one semester to go to the second year of high school, and when the second year of high school begins to go to self-study in the evening, this job will not be able to continue. She has to prepare as much as possible for the next two years

She can't guarantee that Mother Qiao will not let her study or provide tuition fees at any moment.

On New Year's Day, Qiao Lan finally had a short break after two o'clock in the morning. The proprietress invited her to eat the steak she grilled herself, told her Happy New Year, and then said that she could come back to work the next afternoon.

When Qiao Lan returned home, everyone in the Qiao family had already fallen asleep, and the house was in a mess.

After washing in a low voice, she stared at herself in the mirror. The light in the bathroom was soft but slightly dim, her face was slightly tired but not sluggish, and the jade pendant on her neck was shining with a moist luster under the light.

Qiao Lan suddenly thought of Tan Mo.

I don't know where Tan Mo is and what he is doing now.

Half of the winter vacation has passed, and she hasn't seen this boy for many days.

As her best friend since she was in the book, on New Year's Eve like this, she should send a text message to send her blessings. Unfortunately, Tan Mo left in a hurry and didn't ask for Tan Mo's contact information.

Tan Mo's contact information

Qiao Lan was lying down, when she suddenly thought of something, she rolled over from the bed.

She vaguely remembered that for the next three days, there seemed to be an appointment for Tan Mo's father among the reservations for the western restaurant!

After a busy day, she was quite sleepy, but when she suddenly thought of this incident, Qiao Lan's sleepiness disappeared for the most part, and she regained her energy. She wished it would be dawn and run to make sure that Father Tan really had an appointment.

Qiao Lan was on night shift last night, so she could just go there the next afternoon, but Qiao Lan came over just after noon.

There were not many customers in the restaurant at noon, so Qiao Lan went to the cashier, found the reservation form for the restaurant for the next few days, looked down one by one, and finally saw the word Mr. Tan.

Qiao Lan sighed, thanks to Tan Mo's surname Tan, if his surname was Zhang, Li and Wang, she really didn't know how to look for such popular surnames.

The surname Tan is too rare to see. If she didn't know Tan Mo, Qiao Lan really wouldn't know there was such a surname.

Tan Mo's father reserved a seat at 7:30 the night after tomorrow.

Tan Mo and Tan's father had been to the western restaurant a few times before, and they were all ordered by Qiao Lan. Tan Mo also told Tan's father that she was Tan Mo's classmate, and when the time came, he would ask Tan's father for Tan Mo's mobile phone number. Father Tan probably won't stop talking, right?

And Tan Mo, who was twelve hours away from Qiao Lan's city, had left since that day, and now the new year is here. From the beginning, he felt that Qiao Lan would send him a message as soon as he got the phone number, but as the days passed, Chen Bo comforted him and said that maybe Qiao Lan was too busy to take care of it. Happy New Year to him.

From being unhappy at the beginning to becoming more and more gloomy later, Tan Mo learned a word that he had never understood in just ten days.

disappointment.

Until the last bell of the new year rang, the new year passed, but the mobile phone never received a message from the person he hoped for.

That day he was sitting with his grandmother, Chen Bo and Aunt Chen, watching the Spring Festival Gala. Tan Mo couldn’t understand why the crowd on TV was laughing one after another. It's hard to smile on such a festive day.

It's already night in China, but it's still bright here. Tan Mo rolled his wheelchair back to his room, and sat in the wheelchair alone for the whole afternoon, until night gradually fell.

Uncle Chen came in from the outside cautiously, seeing the young man like this, wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, he sighed and left the room.

He called the head teacher again to confirm. The head teacher had already told Qiao Lan's family members the phone number, but Qiao Lan did not reply at all.

After living for so many years, Chen Bo still felt that he could not misjudge someone. Qiao Lan's kindness to Tan Mo before was definitely not fake.

So maybe Qiao Lan was delayed by something? Or did Qiao Lan's family not tell Qiao Lan the number?

Uncle Chen couldn't figure it out either.

This new year is not happy for Tan Mo's family.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Tan Mo's grandfather passed away.

Grandma seemed to have her last nerve ruptured suddenly. She fainted and was sent to the emergency room. Tan Mo was sitting in the hospital, his eyes were on his grandfather's fingers that had begun to turn white, and there was an inaudible noise in his ears. cry.

There were a lot of people who came, his mother had an older brother, an older sister, and a younger brother. Tan Mo had no impression of them. He only remembered that when he was very young, his uncle's cousin pushed him to the stairs, and he cried and cried. The second floor rolled to the first floor.

A normal child might not fall so badly, but Tan Mo's hands and feet are not as flexible as normal children because of Asperger's disease. He cried in pain, and his cousin standing on the second floor was so scared that he cried.

But that was a long time ago, everyone had grown up, there were more than a dozen people standing in the room, and Tan Mo only knew a few sporadic ones.

Everyone was crying, but he was the only one who didn't cry. Tan Mo was like a different kind, out of place in this sad atmosphere.

The sound of crying got into his ears, and even his nerves were inexplicably tense. Tan Mo looked at his grandfather's body quietly, and said to Chen Bo after a long while, "Let's go."

Hospitals, doctors, dead people, he never wanted to see anything like this that made him mentally collapse.

He pushed the wheelchair out of the ward with a blank expression. After leaving, he heard someone in the ward say, "This child seems to have no heart."

Tan Mo silently touched the position of his heart.

He could feel his heart beating.

It's just that he doesn't feel anything, he doesn't feel sadness.

Uncle Chen's eyes dimmed

, quietly followed out, looking at Tan Mo's thin back, couldn't hold back his tears again.

Uncle Chen lowered his head and was about to push Tan Mo away, but someone ran out behind him and asked, "Can't you bear it even for a while?"

I can't remember who it is or which cousin it is. Tan Mo turned his head, probably wanting to frown, but he didn't know how to move his face, so he kept the same expressionless expression as usual.

"Any thing else."

The young man looked at Tan Mo and felt that he was unreasonable. His aunt said that Tan Mo was heartless, and it was true. From the beginning to the end, he didn't even see Tan Mo shed tears.

"The one inside is your grandfather, the one who took care of you since childhood. Doesn't he feel uncomfortable without you at all? Now he doesn't even have the most basic etiquette, does he?"

Uncle Chen hurriedly said, "Our young master just finds it difficult to accept this kind of environment."

Everyone knows that he is pitiful, but no one is willing to understand why he is pitiful. Tan Mo's biological father kept saying that he wanted to make up for his son, so he took Tan Mo back to the country, but he had no time to understand. autism; these relatives who don't communicate often, they say that Tan Mo is indifferent and that he has no heart, but no one wants to understand why he is like this.

Does Tan Mo like this?

Is he willing to be born as an alternative who can't feel the coldness of emotion?

He also wants to be a normal person, doesn't he.

Tan Mo couldn't feel it, but Chen Bo could feel it. He tried his best to make Tan Mo appear less indifferent, and let him appear in front of everyone more after his grandfather passed away, but it didn't seem to work. The elders didn't like it. He, the younger cousins ​​are afraid of him.

Uncle Chen wanted to say too much, but Tan Mo said calmly, "He didn't take care of me."

The young man was taken aback, "What?"

"It's my grandfather inside, but he didn't take care of me." Tan Mo looked at Chen Lang, "Can I go now?"

Chen Lang stared at him blankly, watching Tan Mo's back gradually go away, and cursed angrily again.

Cold-blooded, ruthless, lunatic, and such words he has long been used to.

Tan Mo lowered his eyelashes, it doesn't matter, he has long been used to it.

"They still say you are pitiful, are you pitiful? What are you pitiful for? Even if you are pitiful, there must be something to hate. Just a person like you, indifferent, selfish, weird, no one can stand you, no one will love you, you Let’s just live the rest of my life as a poor person!”

Tan Mo's hands on the wheelchair were clenched suddenly, and his mind was buzzing as if someone had suddenly hit him with a heavy fist.

"He hits people, we don't want to play with him!"

"He is a lunatic, you all stay away from him."

"Your father didn't want you since you were a child, and your mother was dragged to death by you, so she didn't want you."

"A person like you is indifferent, selfish, and weird. No one can stand you, no one will love you. Just live your life like this pitifully alone!"

There was a roar in his mind, he couldn't hear what other people said, his eyes turned black and he couldn't see anything, only the bad words that he didn't want to recall that had been left in his memory occupied all his thoughts for a while.

His father didn't love him since he was a child, and his mother worked hard for him for more than ten years. The person he thought he could trust didn't care about him at all.

The fingers holding the wheelchair were turning blue and white from too much force, and the phone rang at an inappropriate moment.

Tan Mo bowed his head unsteadily, looked at the unfamiliar number above, and connected the phone.

"Hey", the noise continued, but the girl's clear voice split the eardrums like a thunderbolt.

"Hello", Qiao Lan's voice seemed unreal on the other end of the phone, "Tan Mo, is that you, what's wrong with you, you have a cold, why is your voice hoarse?"

Tan Mo froze in place holding his phone.

After a while, he pressed the phone tightly to his cold cheek.

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