Guide To Raising the Sick Villain

The gloomy young man who got in and out of the car, sat in a wheelchair, and looked too pale, was very noticeable.

Especially after entering the western restaurant, many people recognized him for the first time.

I heard that this is Mr. Tan’s son. Qiao Lan, who was in charge of his table yesterday, had more than one thousand yuan in the account overnight.

But since the young man came in, it was as if he had shielded everyone, his gloomy eyes only saw Qiao Lan alone.

He specified that Qiao Lan should order food.

Qiao Lan held the enviable eyes of the others in the restaurant, took the ordering book and walked to Tan Mo, looking down at Tan Mo's slender and white fingers, making a mess of the menu.

If you don't like it, just order the expensive ones.

Qiao Lan: "..."

Although he knew that Tan Mo would never be short of money even if he was so lavish, but no matter how rich he was, he would not spend that much.

Tan Mo clicked a lot in an unusually calm tone. Qiao Lan's pen was stuck on the notebook for a long time. She was surprised that one did not write, and she sat on the other side and saw the unusual Uncle Chen. He looked at Tan Mo and then at Joe. Lan, I didn't say anything about what I thought.

After finally waiting for Tan Mo to finish, "That's it", when I looked up, Qiao Lan was staring at him.

Tan Mo was dazed, then suddenly panicked.

Why stare at him?

What did he do wrong?

Guessing the minds of other people is what Tan Mo is least good at.

He couldn't be like other people. According to the other person's expression, his eyes could guess what the other person meant. Tan Mo met Qiao Lan's dark eyes, and his fingers gripping the menu quietly tightened uncontrollably.

Qiao Lan stared at Tan Mo in silence for a while, and finally looked away, and pulled out the menu from Tan Mo.

"Too much," Qiao Lan said, quickly turning the menu to the second page, "I recommend this caviar ice ray for the main meal, paired with black truffle artichoke soup, and finally a spring vegetable, okay? "

Tan Mo didn't eat much after I ordered so many yesterday. This is a relatively large number of dishes that Tan Mo ordered yesterday.

Tan Mo stopped talking again, and the muscles on his face twitched weirdly, "Not enough."

These dishes add up to less than one thousand yuan.

Absolutely enough, Qiao Lan earnestly confirmed, "If you order too much, it will be a waste to not finish."

This is the logic that Tan Mo can understand. Tan Mo stared at the menu and was silent for a long time before pushing the menu in front of Uncle Chen, "Click."

Uncle Chen: ...???

Flattered.

And his?

Uncle Chen has lived for decades, and he has long been able to see the worldliness clearly. Today Tan Mo’s unusual sudden desire to come here for dinner is enough to surprise him. After that, he called the little girl to order, and he was more obstinate. Order expensive...

Uncle Chen hasn't clarified the reasons, but he has already figured out how to satisfy Tan Mo.

I quickly ordered several expensive ones, and said cheerfully, "I have a big appetite and eat more."

Qiao Lan: "..."

The order book in his hand is getting hot again.

When all the dishes were ready, Uncle Chen kept looking at Tan Mo while eating his own.

Tan Mo is not a big meal because of his health, and because he is particularly sensitive to the taste of some ingredients, he is very picky.

But Tan Mo seemed to like the three dishes that this little girl served him just now, because Tan Mo had eaten them all.

Uncle Chen has taken care of Tan Mo for so long, knowing that if it is something he doesn’t like, Tan Mo will never take another bite, because his body can’t stand it, but since Tan Mo has finished eating, it means that the little girl just made her own claim. The dishes that Tan Mo ordered were very much in line with Tan Mo's appetite.

hiss…

Uncle Chen kept holding back and did not ask, until the two of them finished eating, and pushed Tan Mo away after checking out. Uncle Chen looked at Qiao Lan, who was still busy, and asked Tan Mo, "Don't you just leave?"

Tan Mo raised his eyes, "What are you talking about?"

Uncle Chen: "Goodbye?"

"She is very busy."

Uncle Chen:...

He shouldn't use the thinking of a normal person who understands human relationships and sophistication to think for Tan Mo. Tan Mo doesn't understand these, he only understands the simplest logic.

Because it is busy, there is no need to say goodbye.

Uncle Chen sighed, pushed Tan Mo out of the western restaurant, and got into the car.

The car slid out slowly, Chen Bo thought for a long time and still hesitated to speak, "The little girl who ordered us just now, Master, do you...know?"

"Yes," Tan Mo looked at the bright light outside the window.

"Oh", Uncle Chen nodded, "...Did you meet occasionally during dinner?"

"Classmates."

Classmates?

Chen Bo was slightly surprised.

Tan Mo's classmate?So this little girl is still studying?

Since you are studying, you still work out?

The reason here is really too simple. You have to go to school and work part-time. There can only be one reason. This little girl's family situation is not very good.

So Tan Mo came here deliberately, picking the expensive ones and asking him to tip, just to help her?

But why do you want to help?Just classmates, there is no need to do this, Uncle Chen suddenly remembered the candy that Tan Mo had been putting on the table, and suddenly connected.

Tan Mo has never looked like a person, unlike a normal person, he is like a machine, without feelings or mood swings.

Tan Mo may not have felt it before, but Uncle Chen was uncontrollable with excitement.

"Young Master..." Chen Bo deliberately said, and guided Tan Mo to think in a good manner, "Why do you want to help this classmate?"

"Because she lacks money."

"What does her lack of money have to do with you, Master?"

"I am not short of money."

Uncle Chen:...

With a perfect logical relationship, there is nothing wrong with the reasoning, but when I think about it carefully, there are all loopholes. Uncle Chen did not give up and continued to guide, "Master, there are too many people lacking money in this world. Just when we passed the overpass, there was a shortage below. The beggar of money, the western restaurant where you just ate, there are people who are more short of money than the lady, but will you give them money because you are not short of money?"

"No," Tan Mo didn't even think about it.

"So, why are you only helping that young lady?" Uncle Chen glanced at the rearview mirror, and the young man who had been looking out the window finally turned around, as if he had been asked for a while, and replied after a long time.

"I don't know them."

Will you help if you meet?

Uncle Chen didn't think so.

He knows Tan Mo too well. Someone once approached Tan Mo with good intentions, but in the end they all failed because of Tan Mo’s indifference. For so many years, Tan Mo had never had any communication with her peers. This little girl was the first one. People of the same age who can communicate with Tan Mo normally.

Uncle Chen didn't think too far.

For Tan Mo to have a normal friend and make a little progress, it was already a great relief to him.

But...Although Tan Mo is extremely smart, he is completely blank in terms of human relationships, and it is difficult to distinguish good from bad. For this little girl, Uncle Chen still needs to understand a little bit. If her character is not correct, don't let such a friend.

Qiao Lan didn't know that Uncle Chen did some simple ideological work for Tan Mo. She was still very busy. She finished nearly eleven o'clock every night and waited for homework to do her homework. The schedule was full every day.

Because school hours are occupied, so during the daytime school hours can only work harder, and Pei Ning is shocked to see.

He thought he was serious enough, but compared with Qiao Lan's hard work, it was still a lot worse.

Pei Ning could see how hard Qiao Lan worked, and Chen Yaoyang, who was less than one meter away, could also naturally see it.

In order to be able to surpass her, do you really need to do this?

But since you are already fighting like this, why did you ask the head teacher to take the initiative to say not to sit at the same table with him?

It has been almost a week since the change of seats, Chen Yaoyang never tried to understand this problem, and in the past week, Qiao Lan and Xin were at the same table and were able to communicate normally with the students behind, but there was no communication with him sitting on the left.

Too deliberate, it is not normal.

Are you really wanting to play?Qiao Lan was a bit too much.

Early self-study is Chinese self-study, which is the self-study class of the head teacher. After going around in the classroom for a while, a decision was suddenly announced.

It's still about changing seats.

Mainly the problem of Chen Yaoyang.

Chen Yaoyang was too tall. Sitting in the first row with such a tall man, the students behind the block couldn't see the blackboard clearly in class, but it was difficult to transfer Chen Yaoyang to the back, so the head teacher came up with another way.

"From next week, each of our groups and rows will start to rotate. Groups and groups will move to the right, and rows will be pushed forward."

That is to say, the first group will be changed to the second group next week, and the second group will be changed to the third group; and for seats, the second row will be changed to the first row, and the first row will be moved to the last row. Change it again.

Students love novelty and naturally applaud this change.

Qiao Lan was also very happy.

Because next week she will go to the first group, and Chen Yaoyang stays in the fourth group, and finally can stay away from Chen Yaoyang.

Moreover, Qiao Lan later realized that the positions of all her classmates had changed, but Tan Mo seemed to always sit in the last row of the first group, so she changed her seat next week and she happened to be able to sit in Tan. In front of Mo?

Qiao Lan's eyes brightened and looked back, Tan Mo hadn't come yet.

Thinking of Tan Mo, Qiao Lan was a little puzzled.

After visiting a western restaurant in Tanmo, I would bring the old man every night after that. In just a few days, Qiao Lan's commission and tip were more than a month's salary.

Even if Qiao Lan was a fool, she understood Tan Mo's intentions.

Knowing that she was short of money, and she didn't accept his money, Tan Mo gave her money in this way.

If you change to someone else, Qiao Lan definitely thinks this person is going to chase her.

But if this person is Tan Mo, he can't think like that. Tan Mo is like a simple and persistent child, he is just helping her.

Qiao Lan suddenly felt sad.

She actually didn't do anything, but simply said good morning to Tan Mo, and only gave him a candy, but Tan Mo gave her back, far more than she did.

Because there is never light in life, as long as someone treats him slightly better, he cherishes it.

But this kind of Tan Mo never ignored her when he was in school, and told her not to talk to him.

why?

When she was in the western restaurant, she stood in front of Tan Mo and helped him cut steaks, but in school, just cleaning and passing by his side, Tan Mo looked like an enemy.

Qiao Lan originally wanted to find a chance to talk to Tan Mo, after all, eating at a western restaurant every day costs a lot of money, and Tan Mo's physical condition should not be suitable for eating these things every day.

But Qiao Lan was very busy when she was in the western restaurant. She wanted to talk to Tan Mo when she was going to school, but Tan Mo told her to stay away from him.

Tan Mo is too fragile, whether it is psychological or physical, if it is something he is very resistant, Qiao Lan does not dare to insist strongly. Looking back at Tan Mo, who is still sitting silently in the last row, Qiao Lan lies helplessly. On the table.

It doesn't feel right to be on your stomach.

That night, Qiao Lan took a leave of absence from the boss because she was unwell, and instead of going to work, she went home directly.

When I returned home and fell asleep with a hot water bottle and felt a little more comfortable, then she remembered in a daze that she didn't seem to tell Tan Mo not to go to work today.

But she didn't have Tan Mo's contact information.

I can only hope that Tan Mo will not go to the Western restaurant today.

But Tan Mo still went.

Entered the western restaurant as usual, but didn't find Qiao Lan.

Tan Mo has been here every day recently, and the people in the western restaurant know him, and every time he only orders Qiao Lan, there are a lot of orders. The waiters in the restaurant are very envious of Qiao Lan, especially Meng Xue.

But Qiao Lan did not come today.

Meng Xue suddenly had an idea.

Although bumping into this young man that day made him unhappy, but so many days have passed, maybe he has forgotten it, and Meng Xue can't figure it out. Qiao Lan is not good-looking at all, so how can he get it off? Young people come here forever.

Another girl next to him whispered, "He came to see Qiao Lan again, right?"

"Sure," someone said, "Eating is fake, it's true to see Qiao Lan every day."

"Then do you want to tell him that Qiao Lan didn't come today?"

"Qiao Lan can't order someone else if he doesn't come?" Meng Xue was annoyed by this, and he didn't believe it. She smiled and the boy could still not give her face so much.

Looking at the confident Meng Xue, the girl next to her tried to hold her, but was stopped by another person, and rolled her eyes at Meng Xue's back.

She can remember that that day, she just wanted to help the young man push the wheelchair, and the young man retreated to the house, making her almost unable to get off the stage.

Meng Xue walked over with Yingying smiling, but when he was still two meters away from the boy, the boy suddenly raised his head.

Sensen's cold eyes nailed Meng Xue to the ground like a nail.

Obviously he is a teenager, but Meng Xue met such a look, but she didn't dare to move anymore. She reluctantly pulled a smile on her face, "Qiao Lan took leave today, I am responsible for ordering food for you... "

"No need to."

Tan Mo turned his wheelchair to leave.

Meng Xue hurried forward, "It's just eating, I can..."

"Go away!"

The teenager's body was suddenly tense, and he spoke sensibly. Uncle Chen, who had just stopped the car, heard the movement and made a big jump. After asking the reason, he gave Meng Xue a displeased look and pushed Tan Mo away from the west. restaurant.

Meng Xue's face turned from white to red, and he was burning hot. The waiters watching the excitement behind him almost didn't hold back a smile.

"I said that people came for Qiao Lan, so I have to rush to scold him."

"Oh, I am envious, whoever chases me like this, I can't hold it for three days."

Meng Xue turned her head back with an extremely ugly face, "Is there anything to envy, a disability, maybe it's a neuropathy, but I don't like it if it was given to me", then turned and left.

Several people looked at each other.

Although it is a bit awkward to say that it is neurotic, this young man is indeed a bit wrong.

However, Meng Xueshang's act of rushing to get close to others, turning his face and saying bad things about them, still makes people look down upon.

Several people wentssiping for a while, and then they dispersed.

Tan Mo, who left the western restaurant, remained silent. Chen Bo thought left and right, "Should I call the teacher to ask?"

"Do not."

Uncle Chen was helpless, "Maybe there is something at home. When I go to school next week, you can ask why she didn't come today."

Today is Friday. After the weekend, I can ask Qiao Lan why he didn't come next Monday.

But Uncle Chen didn't know that Tan Mo didn't talk to Qiao Lan at school.

Tan Mo pursed his lips and lowered his eyelashes.

Last week, Tan Mo occasionally heard several classmates talk about Qiao Lan and mentioned him incidentally.

They said that Qiao Lan was alienated by the girls in the class because she had spoken for him.

Later, because Qiao Lan took the initiative to greet him, some of her classmates laughed at her.

"Qiao Lan is sick, say hello to Tan Mo every day."

He is sick, and people who talk to him and who have a relationship with him will also be said to be sick.

He is not normal, so Qiao Lan is also not normal when talking to him.

So Tan Mo is not at school, and no one responds to Qiao Lan where anyone knows Qiao Lan.

What's more, he feels that he is already very good now, and he can talk in the western restaurant. Occasionally, Qiao Lan will come to the classroom for physical education.

But what Tan Mo didn't expect was that suddenly, the distance between Qiao Lan and him could be reduced to only a table and a chair.

The weekend passed, and Monday arrived. When they came to the classroom, the excited students moved the table and started to change seats. Qiao Lan moved to the second-to-last row of the first group.

Tan Mo entered the classroom as usual, and when he looked up, he saw Qiao Lan sitting directly in front of him.