Guide To Raising the Sick Villain

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When he was at home, Tan Mo continued to read his books every day, and occasionally looked at things related to the course. After all, he was the only special student in the school who could go to class without listening to lectures, and after class without doing homework.

So there is no homework during the winter and summer vacations.

Qiao Lan didn't have this kind of treatment anymore, and she still had to do her homework.

Even though the attached middle school only gave senior high school students ten or so days of winter vacation, the homework was not vague at all. There were one set of papers after another. Besides the papers, there were also many stupid homework that required no brains but pens.

Qiao Lan's writing was irritable and speechless.

After Tan Mo studied today's stock market, he went into the room to look for Qiao Lan. Qiao Lan was sitting at the desk writing and scribbling to catch up with homework.

What Qiao Lan is writing is mathematics.

She prefers more flexible homework such as mathematics, physics, and chemistry, although her English and Chinese scores are more top-notch.

Tan Mo reached out and took Qiao Lan's stack of papers on the table, and opened them. Chinese, English, and biology were almost empty. Qiao Lan probably planned to write these last.

This is in line with Qiao Lan's personality, just like when Qiao Lan eats, she always likes to finish the favorites first and leave the less favorite ones for the end.

Qiao Lan saw Tan Mo coming and put down the pen. She turned her sore wrist and smiled and asked Tan Mo, "Have you finished reading?"

Tan Mo's interest in the stock market has increased since he came into contact with the stock market, and he spends more and more time on it every day. At the beginning, Qiao Lan said he wanted to learn from Tan Mo, but he didn't have the time at all.

"Well," Tan Mo nodded, and casually explained to Qiao Lan about today's stock market movements, his eyes fell on Qiao Lan's subconsciously turning wrist.

After a pause, "Let me help you write."

"Um?"

Qiao Lan raised her eyes.

"You don't need to write these things in Chinese and English. If you have extra time, it's better to memorize words and read books." Tan Mo took Qiao Lan's English and Chinese, which were placed farthest away, and it was quite a thick stack of papers. , there is not even a name on it.

"You write what you have in hand first, and I will help you with these."

Qiao Lan stopped rubbing her wrists, looked at Tan Mo and then at the paper in Tan Mo's hand, wishing she could give Tan Mo another big hug, and sighed sincerely,

"Momo, you are really an angel."

Tan Mo smiled, "I'm not, I want to be paid."

"What kind of reward?" Qiao Lan promised with a smile, "As long as you want, the natural stars will be picked for you."

"What do I want the stars for?" Tan Mo thought in his heart that the stars all over the sky are no match for you. He stretched out his hand, and a bracelet was still tied on his overly white wrist. It was a hand-woven bracelet that had been worn for a long time A black bead.

"I want a new one," Tan Mo said.

Qiao Lan looked at the bracelet on Tan Mo's hand. It was a safety knot she gave Tan Mo two years ago. Tan Mo asked Aunt Chen to change the safety knot and weave it into an obsidian bead. Finally, the string became what it is today. Tan Mo has been wearing this bracelet, and looking at it now, it is indeed not very new.

Definitely need a new one.

But......

Qiao Lan was in a dilemma.

"I can't." The girl's beautiful eyebrows and eyes were frowned. At the beginning, I learned the safe knot from the tutorials I found online. It took me several days to make one that wasn't too ugly. I can't even make a knot, let alone a bracelet.

Tan Mo took the bracelet off his hand, "I don't care about that," and stuffed the bracelet into Qiao Lan's hand, "I want it."

Qiao Lan: "..."

Tan Mo, who is funny and feels that he is playing petty temper on purpose, is so cute.

Anyway, Tan Mo had already helped her with her homework, and had freed up time to learn from a video. Qiao Lan put the bracelet away, thought about it, and took the opportunity to ask, "Then you will accompany me out to buy colorful ropes this afternoon. OK."

Of course there is no problem, Tan Mo thought, 200% willing.

The two of them went out together in the afternoon. You can find colorful ropes and other things in any gift shop. Recently, it was the New Year. There were people everywhere in the shopping mall, and the small gift shop like this was even more crowded with girls.

Tan Mo has grown taller recently, and he can touch the ceiling of 185 immediately. His height, which is already eye-catching, coupled with his fair complexion and exquisite facial features, makes everyone look at Tan Mo as soon as he enters the store .

In this era when younger brothers are more popular than younger sisters, a boy like Tan Mo is too eye-catching.

But such a boy followed a girl very obediently, and the two went to the place where weaving colored ropes. They couldn't hear what they were saying, but they seemed to be choosing colors from their actions.

Qiao Lan grabbed Tan Mo's hand and compared the colored ropes in Tan Mo's hand, wanting to see which color looked the best, but found that because Tan Mo's skin was too white, every color looked particularly good against his skin .

Qiao Lan looked up at Tan Mo and then at the colored rope, "They're all beautiful, which one do you like, Mo Mo?"

"I like them all," Tan Mo replied quickly, with a slight smile in his light brown eyes, "I'll buy them all."

After finishing speaking, he added, "Buy more to practice more, and there are still a lot of beads that I bought last time."

Qiao Lan was amused, "Weave a lot, and then give a bracelet every Chinese New Year."

Tan Mo also smiled, "I think it's okay."

It's too shabby to give a bracelet every year, Qiao Lan thought.

Dao, although he is a poor man, he is not so poor, but in the end he still bought a lot of every color.

Now that he's already in, he might as well do more shopping. Qiao Lan quite likes to visit this kind of small shop, so it's good to look around.

Tan Mo followed behind Qiao Lan, ignoring all the men and women who were looking this way, and when he turned his head, he saw various headbands hanging beside the mirror.

Tan Mo suddenly remembered that when he was still in the first year of high school, he came to school on Christmas day and gave Qiao Lan a small apple jade pendant. When Qiao Lan ran out of the auditorium, she had a deer antler headband pinned in her hair, shining brightly Yes, playful and cute.

Now there are a lot of headbands hanging on the wall, some with rhinestones, bows, and some are as shiny as the one Qiao Lan wore last time. Besides, there are even some with cat ears and rabbit ears.

Tan Mo stared at a fluffy pink and white rabbit ear headband for a long time. Qiao Lan had already chosen something and was ready to pay for it. When he turned around, he saw Tan Mo standing by the mirror and staring at the wall for some unknown reason. Things are in a daze.

When she walked over and took a look, Qiao Lan was rarely stunned. They were all very girlish headbands.

And Tan Mo was staring at the most girlish one.

"Mo Mo?"

Qiao Lan tried to call Tan Mo. Tan Mo turned his head and stared at Qiao Lan for a long time, then suddenly reached out and took off the rabbit ear headband hanging on the wall.

Qiao Lan didn't wear a ponytail because she was on vacation. Her beautiful long hair was draped over the arrowheads like splashed ink, and Tan Mo wore pink and white rabbit ears in Qiao Lan's hair.

Tan Mo was not enough, so he reached out and took off Qiao Lan's mask covering her face, and the girl's exquisite facial features were instantly exposed. She raised her head, looking at Tan Mo with wet black eyes, matching the fluffy headband, It set off Qiao Lan's unusually bright and delicate appearance very cutely.

Tan Mo was satisfied.

"Go, go and pay."

Qiao Lan, who was forced to wear rabbit ears: "..."

Does Tan Mo like this tone?

Tan Mo likes this kind of cute?

That's right, didn't Tan Mo like Song Yao in the original book? Song Yao is a proper cute fan,

But she doesn't look cute at all.

Qiao Lan felt a little sweet but also a little sour, and followed Tan Mo to the cashier. A lot of girls who were looking towards Tan Mo just now finally saw Qiao Lan, and were instantly amazed again.

After Qiao Lan and Tan Mo left, the girls at the cash register couldn't help sighing that the looks of this young couple were too high.

On the way home, Qiao Lan obviously found that Tan Mo was in a particularly good mood.

Qiao Lan touched the headband on her head, thought for a while and downloaded a few beautiful pictures of popular little flowers from her mobile phone, some of which were from Miss Yu, and some were cute and pure.

After saving the picture, he turned around and asked Tan Mo which one he thought looked better.

Tan Mo glanced at it, then shook his head, "It's not pretty."

Qiao Lan: "...Do you have to choose one?"

Tan Mo could only take Qiao Lan's mobile phone, look through it again, and finally pointed to one for Qiao Lan, "This one."

Because her eyes resemble Qiao Lan's.

Qiao Lan stared at the female celebrity on the phone, her eyes were raised provocatively, her hair was black and her skin was beautiful.

It has nothing to do with cuteness and purity.

Qiao Lan: ...? ? ?

This is not right.

Qiao Lan turned off the picture, and for a long time couldn't figure out what to do. Finally, she turned on the video and went to find a tutorial on how to weave a bracelet.

When she got home, Tan Mo obediently helped Qiao Lan with her Chinese and English homework. Qiao Lan took a lot of colored strings and returned a small box of obsidian beads, and began to learn how to weave bracelets.

But he didn't care about it, and suddenly remembered that Tan Mo's bracelet was changed by Aunt Chen, and immediately jumped off the bed and ran to Aunt Chen's room to find Aunt Chen.

Pushing the door open, Aunt Chen was sitting by the bed, wearing presbyopic glasses and looking at something.

Aunt Chen saw Qiao Lan come in and beckoned her to come over. Qiao Lan put down the colored rope and sunspots in her hands, and when she got closer, she saw that Aunt Chen was looking at a photo album.

Qiao Lan could tell at a glance that this was Tan Mo's appearance when he was a child.

This photo album records the process of Tan Mo from childhood to the end, from the moment he was born, and finally stayed at Tan Mo's fifteen years old, that is, the year Tan Mo's mother passed away.

"These photos were put in by our wife herself." Aunt Chen caressed the photo album.

Turn the album to the first page, from that page to the fifth page, apart from Tan Mo, two other people can be seen.

Qiao Lan had met Tan's father a few times, and recognized that this was Tan's father when he was young. Next to him was a beautiful woman with delicate features and gentle temperament.

"This is Mo Mo's mother," Qiao Lan said, "Mo Mo really looks like Auntie."

Tan Mo's facial features are very delicate. Looking at the photos now, you can tell who he looks like. Except for his nose, which is more like Tan's father, the eyebrows and eyes are almost like carved out of Tan Mo's mother.

Aunt Chen looked at Tan Mo's mother in the photo, and she couldn't hide her kindness in her eyes, "Yes, at this time, Yan Ning had just graduated from college for a year."

Tan's mother, who just graduated from university, is only 22 years old. She is beautiful, highly educated and has a good family background. Undoubtedly, she is the object of many outstanding men's favorites.

I heard that Tan's father is a senior at the same school as Tan's mother. He is handsome, but his family background is poor but he is very good. Aunt Chen said Tan's mother liked him very much since college. She was a bold girl and she chased after her if she liked him.

They got married very quickly and gave birth to Tan Mo very quickly. Everyone thought they were talented and beautiful, even Aunt Chen thought so.

Because of Tan Mo's grandfather, Tan's father successfully entered the procuratorate. He was young and promising, and just when everyone thought everything was going in a good direction, Tan's father and the little secretary beside him came together.

If you want to ask Father Tan if he really likes that little secretary, Father Tan himself doesn't know. Now that he thinks about Tan's mother who has passed away, Father Tan feels that he misses her far more than his wife who is married now.

Sometimes he also wonders why he cheated in the first place. He actually loved his wife, but he still cheated.

And what surprised him the most was probably a woman as gentle as Tan's mother, but she didn't give him a chance to repent, cheating was tantamount to a death sentence, she quickly divorced and took Tan Mo, who was only three years old, to a distant place. U.S.

So after he was three years old, his father was no longer in Tan Mo's photos.

After that, in Tan Mo's photos, there were a few sporadic photos with Tan Mo's mother, and finally stopped abruptly when Tan Mo was fifteen years old. There were no photos, only a blank album.

But Aunt Chen took the photo album and turned back two pages. Qiao Lan looked down and her heart shrank suddenly.

After two blank pages, another photo appeared in the album, and there was only one person in the photo.

Not Mother Tan nor Tan Mo,

I don't know when it was taken, Qiao Lan.

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