Guide To Raising the Sick Villain

Tan Mo's hand on the wheelchair trembled slightly, and for a while, he was at a loss as to what to do.

Qiao Lan shouldn't be sitting at the farthest place away from him, why did she suddenly sit at the nearest place?

Tan Mo then realized with hindsight that not only Qiao Lan had changed seats, but all the other classmates had changed seats. Qiao Lan had rotated here like everyone else.

She didn't change here deliberately, Tan Mo breathed a sigh of relief, but it was followed by another delicate emotion.

If Tan Mo can perceive and understand, then this emotion is called disappointment.

But Tan Mo didn’t quite understand. He came to a position he had been familiar with for more than two months with care that others couldn’t see, but suddenly there was something novel that made him unaccustomed. He didn’t even put his schoolbag in the table hole. A little sound.

Because Qiao Lan was sleeping on the table.

She seemed to have never been tired or sleepy in school, and looked down at the book every class.

Why are you lying on the table suddenly today?

Is it because part-time work is too hard, or is it related to not coming to school two days ago?

Tan Mo didn't know, he had never communicated with Qiao Lan normally.

But looking up again, it's really close.

She was so close that she could see her tall ponytail, bathed in the early morning sun, and she could clearly see every strand of hair, his unusually sharp nose, and even a faint smell of washing powder.

He shouldn't stare at her like this, Tan Mo thought, because he knows that no one likes to be stared at her like this. Many people once said he was mentally ill because of his behavior.

They said his eyes were scary.

However, Qiao Lan is sleeping, isn't it? He is looking from behind, isn't he? He has never seen it so close, so take a look more, as long as she doesn't find it.

But in the next moment, Qiao Lan, who was clearly sleeping on the table, woke up. Tan Mo, who had not had time to take back his gaze, caught Qiao Lan's gaze unexpectedly.

Tan Mo's heart trembled for a moment, and he hurriedly retracted his eyes, but he heard the girl's voice slightly hoarse.

The original clear and nice voice, slightly, really only a little bit, slightly hoarse, perhaps because he just woke up from a short dream, with a little more lazy emphasis, natural and sloppy.

"Come on", she turned around, put her arms on the back of the chair and looked back at him. She was suddenly closer, and she smiled and whispered without any anger on her face, "Seeing me sitting here. Are you surprised?"

Tan Mo pulled out his schoolbag for a while, pursing his lips, then took the book out and put it on the table without speaking.

Qiao Lan had a stomachache the day before yesterday and took a night off, and then was busy for two days at the weekend. When she came back last night, it rained a little bit outside. She thought it was nothing but found that she had a cold after coming to school in the morning.

The whole morning self-study was groggy and fell asleep behind without knowing anything.

Fortunately, today is a self-study of Chinese. The head teacher did not come and found nothing.

After squinting for a short while, I looked at the time when I woke up, and the first class began in two minutes. I looked back as usual, but it happened to meet Tan Mo's gaze.

Qiao Lan is sure that Tan Mo must have been watching her look at her a moment ago.

But Tan Mo was still expressionless but quickly withdrew his gaze. Later, he took the initiative to say hello and even spoke to him, but Tan Mo still lowered his head and ignored her.

Qiao Lan's heart was indescribably weak, so why on earth?

Tan Mo ignored her, Qiao Lan could only turn her head again, and didn't realize that she had just started talking to Tan Mo, which caused many people in the class to look over here, even Chen Yaoyang and Li Fan. Glanced.

Someone whispered, "I found that Qiao Lan really often talked to Tan Mo, but Tan Mo never ignored her."

"Tan Mo's theory, maybe he doesn't understand what we say."

"So what's wrong with Qiao Lan, I'm doing nothing else..."

Qiao Lan didn’t hear it. She frowned and turned back. Pei Ning, who was sitting at the same table, took a careful look at Tan Mo and then at Qiao Lan. He couldn’t figure it out, but out of curiosity, he thought A very small voice leaned over and asked Qiao Lan, "What did you say to that... Tan Mo?"

Tan Mo's hand flipping through the book stopped at the moment when Pei Ning suddenly approached Qiao Lan. Across his forehead, he saw Qiao Lan's desk-side face less than 30 centimeters away from Qiao Lan, that pair of light brown. There was a sharp look in his eyes.

Then he saw Qiao Lan pull out a math book from her schoolbag and opened the book.

"I didn't say anything," Qiao Lan said, after about three seconds, he added, "Secret."

Pei Ning: "..."

The sharp color in Tan Mo's eyes disappeared, and his fingertips against the book slowly slid across the paper, gently turning over the next page.

Qiao Lan really had a cold. Tan Mo, who was only very sensitive to voices before, discovered that she couldn't help taking a nap after class, and she found it together with Pei Ning at the table and the two front tables sitting in front.

"You have a cold?" Pei Ning asked.

Qiao Lan gave a dull "um".

Tan Mo, who was sitting behind, raised his head in silence.

The unspeakable taste came up again little by little.

When Qiao Lan was still sitting in the fourth group, he saw Qiao Lan and Pei Ning often talk, 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 been reduced at all, but it has become more serious.

The exchanges between Qiao Lan and Pei Ning are not too much, but they are not very few. They are actually people with very good personalities. The relationship at the same table after sitting for nearly a week is not bad. Tan Mo feels that he can always hear it. The sound of their conversation.

Now that he heard that Pei Ning took the initiative to care about Qiao Lan, Tan Mo looked at Pei Ning's gaze becoming a little gloomy. He coldly looked at the elbows that Qiao Lan and Pei Ning would encounter from time to time, and felt more and more restless.

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 talking to people who gradually became familiar.

"Is there any medicine? Why don't you take a vacation and go home to rest?"

"No, it's not that serious." Qiao Lan drank her saliva and glanced at the class schedule. The next class was a physics class. She was a little melancholy. After thinking about it, she told Pei Ning, "If you want to see me snooze in class, you can hit me. a bit."

"Okay," Peining agreed.

Tan Mo's fingers on the corner of the book became rigid again uncontrollably.

He hoped that Qiao Lan would not be sleepy again in class, so Pei Ning would not have to wake Qiao Lan and would not run into Qiao Lan.

But Qiao Lan caught a cold, and she was dizzy in a physics class, and it was impossible for Pei Ning to really beat her. He called Qiao Lan three times in a class.

Tan Mo, who was sitting behind, watched as Pei Ning's hand touched Qiao Lan's arm three times.

Because of AS, Tan Mo will find it difficult to control his emotions, get angry from time to time, and become unbearably irritable. When he was a child, he once hurt the pupils who went to kindergarten together, and he would be affected by some small things that normal people would not notice. Care for many days.So in the past, his mother always told him not to care about these things over and over again.

Tan Mo lived to be fifteen years old like a machine, and now he has been accustomed to depression, but after suppressing his temper, he still can't suppress his mood and become very bad.

Qiao Lan finally got through this get out of class, and couldn't bear it after class, and went to the bathroom to wash her face.

The north part of November was not too cool anymore. I was irritated by the cold water and finally woke up. When I walked into the classroom and walked to the seat, I saw Tan Mo lowered his head and read as usual.

Tan Mo didn't talk to her in school before sitting far away, so Qiao Lan didn't take the initiative to look for him.

But now I’m sitting at the front and back tables. Qiao Lan glanced at the book in front of Tan Mo. She looked from left to right and didn’t understand, so she got closer and asked him, "What book is this?"

"Classic Electrodynamics"

Tan Mo answered silently in his heart.

But he can't talk to Qiao Lan, let alone tell Qiao Lan at all now.

I don't want to talk to Qiao Lan.

So he pulled the book back silently, not really wanting Qiao Lan to read it.

Qiao Lan was taken aback. Although Tan Mo said that she would not speak normally, Tan Mo would not have such a resistance. Qiao Lan was a little dumbfounded and did not give up and asked, "What's wrong?"

Tan Mo raised his head, without a trace of expression on his pale face.

"Turn it over."

Qiao Lan:...

Qiao Lan:???

Pei Ning, who was curiously observing the movement next to him, pulled Qiao Lan's clothes and whispered, "Don't bother others". After finishing speaking, he carefully glanced at Tan Mo and added, "I don't even want to care about you... "

Before the words fell, Pei Ning suddenly looked at Shang Tan Mo's almost cold gaze, but the sun shuddered for a moment.

After looking at it for a second time, Tan Mo had lowered his head again, as if it were fake for the moment.

Pei Ning stayed ignorantly for a while, then turned his head without reacting, and started to doubt life on the table.

After the suspicion was over, I then realized it later. I just looked back and found that Tan Mo's book did not seem to be the so-called picture album.

It was a thick book in pure English, and there seemed to be many physics drawings on it.

Pei Ning, who was already stupid, became even more stupid.

For a moment, curiosity surged in my mind, 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, he drew back in shock.

He must be wrong.

How can Tan Mo read books?

Moreover, it is still such a book.

I don't know what Pei Ning is thinking, Qiao Lan can't figure it out again, and can't figure out what she has done to offend Tan Mo.

But thinking about it left and right can't think of it.

The fragile connection that was gradually established with great difficulty, Qiao Lan was afraid that it would be ruined by accident, so in the afternoon, she took the initiative to speak to Tan Mo, but Tan Mo never responded.

After school, Qiao Lan watched Tan Mo leave without expression, and was frustrated for a while.

Packed up his school bags and walked out of the school to the western restaurant, Qiao Lan said in his heart, Tan Mo might not come to the western restaurant tonight or later.

——

Tan Mo sat in the car, as silent as before.

Uncle Chen has long been used to it. He folded his wheelchair and got into the car. "Or go to the western restaurant?"

Tan Mo looked out the window and did not answer. Uncle Chen nodded, expressing his understanding. The car drove in a familiar direction again. When he arrived at the entrance of the western restaurant, Uncle Chen got out of the wheelchair, but Tan Mo was hidden in the dark and did not move.

Uncle Chen frowned, cleverly aware of what might have happened.

"Don't you go in?"

Tan Mo lowered his eyelashes and said after a long while, "I don't want to."

Uncle Chen looked at him carefully and asked, "Did something happen?"

Poor Tan Mo can't even lie because of AS, and will only remain silent when he encounters questions that he doesn't want to answer.

in argument?The friendship is over?

It is impossible to quarrel. Uncle Chen can't imagine the scene of Tan Mo quarreling with others, and it will not be the end of the relationship. If it is over, Tan Mo will not come here.

If Tan Mo didn't go in, Uncle Chen could only say, "Then we 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 any food yet."

Don't go in but still give people money?

What should I do?

Chen Bo desperately wanted to shovel his young master's head to see what he was thinking and what he cared about, and finally sighed helplessly.

If you don’t go in, you still have to give Qiao Lan money. Tan Mo can’t expect Tan Mo to find a solution for this problem. After thinking about it, Uncle Chen said helplessly, “You’re waiting in the car, I’ll go shopping, and then we will take it back. Wouldn't it be good if you didn't tell her you were there."

Tan Mo quickly said, "Okay."

Uncle Chen:...

"Alright, let me go, you sit and I will go", he was caught by Tan Mo again, and turned back, "What's wrong?"

"she has FLE."

Uncle Chen: ...so what?

Tan Mo pointed to a pharmacy not far away, "Buy some medicine."

Uncle Chen:...

After going out of the drugstore, Chen Bo was full of thoughts, what moving things did this girl do.

It's already half past seven, ten minutes later than Tan Mo's head-up. Qiao Lan thought with her busy schedule that Tan Mo might really not be here today.

Meng Xue was furious when she thought of Tan Mo's attitude that day. Today, she didn't see Tan Mo from the left and right. She shook to Qiao Lan with a "tsk", "Why, your disabled boyfriend didn't come to give money today." "

"He's my classmate", Qiao Lan was in a bad mood, but suddenly there was a fire, "Keep your mouth clean."

Meng Xue raised her eyebrows, "Why, I can't say it, it was originally a disability. Since you look down on the disability of others, you still pretend to be doing so, cheating money, tusk, you are not young at all when you are young. I really admire you, I said, your little boyfriend is not only disabled but also a little crazy..."

"You grew up so old, didn't your parents teach you how to be a man and how to speak?"

"you!"

Meng Xue was about to make trouble. Uncle Chen happened to walk in from outside. Qiao Lan saw Uncle Chen's eyes light up, and she had no time to argue with Meng Xue.

"Hello", Qiao Lan asked Uncle Chen to go inside, and took a casual look outside, then took out the menu and asked Uncle Chen to order.

Chen Bo took Qiao Lan's gaze into his eyes, with a faint smile on his face, took the menu and quickly ordered it and asked Qiao Lan to pack it all back.

Qiao Lan glanced outside again, a row of cars could not recognize which Uncle Chen drove.

She wanted to ask Chen Bo Tanmo, but the foreman was just two meters away, and the restaurant did not allow the waiters and guests to communicate with each other during working hours.

Qiao Lan could only order food and couldn't ask more.

After that, I was very busy. Even the foreman helped bring Uncle Chen to the packaged dishes, and Uncle Chen had left when Qiao Lan came back from her busy schedule.

The team leader gave her a smile and didn't say anything, but called Qiao Lan when she finally got off work, and took out a bag from the cashier's place for her.

"Just the old man who often sent Young Master Tan to you."

Qiao Lan was startled, but the bag opened, and it was full of medicine.

All kinds of cold medicine.

Qiao Lan, who had been ill for a whole day and was busy now, suddenly felt a little sore in her eyes.

After taking the medicine, thanked the foreman, returned home, and wrote to go to bed early after taking the medicine. Maybe it was the reason for the effect of the medicine. Qiao Lan fell asleep quickly.

No dream for a night.

The young man, accidentally ill, took a pill and had a good night's sleep. The next day, his throat didn't hurt and his whole body became vigorous. The next day it was Qiao Lan who was full of energy.

After coming to the classroom in the morning, Pei Ning gave her an endorsement as usual, and said, "Is he better?"

"Okay," Qiao Lan said briskly.

"I'm in a good mood."

"Not bad." Qiao Lan smiled and went out to endorse the textbook.

After waiting for the early self-study, Tan Mo came, Qiao Lan turned her head and said to Tan Mo, "I have a good cold."

Tan Mo listened to her no longer hoarse voice, silently returned to the seat, still not wanting to pay attention to her.

Qiao Lan didn't care, and thanked Tan Mo again.

Pei Ning had an expression that didn't know what to say.

He really didn't understand why Tan Mo never ignored Qiao Lan, and Qiao Lan could still talk to Tan Mo with such a good temper.

People ignore you, aren't you embarrassed!

You have a good cold, why are you talking to Tan Mo, and what does this thank you mean?

I didn't understand, but I really didn't understand, so I went back to ask Qiao Lan, Qiao Lan still had those two words.

"secret."

Pei Ning:...

Forget it, don't ask.

Since Qiao Lan got the first grade in the exam, the classmates who used to follow the mainstream have become friendly to Qiao Lan. Some of the classmates who were not very good to her before have been doing well recently.

Qin Yang, who always bullied Qiao Lan before, has never been in trouble with Qiao Lan 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 endorsing a book, I met a few girls in the class. Recently, the learning atmosphere in Class 13 is surprisingly good. There are more students who get up early every day to study in school.

Qiao Lan memorized the book for a while, and a girl who was not far away came over. Qiao Lan didn't remember her name, but she knew it was from her class. The girl smiled and asked if she could take a look at the history notes.

Reaching out and not hitting the smiley, and the history has just finished memorizing, Qiao Lan lent her notes to the girl.

The girl took the notes and went back, chatting with the other girls and looking through it. After reading it, she couldn't help but sigh that Qiao Lan was really serious, but she didn't see anything too brilliant.

After returning the notes after a while, Qiao Lan nodded and took back the notebook and went back to the classroom.

After the girl had spoken to Qiao Lan, she slowly and often started to greet her. After calling Qiao Lan, she learned that the girl's name was Tang Qin.

But that's it.