Guide To Raising the Sick Villain

A Christmas party was slightly dissipated from the tension and pressure brought by the final exams at the end of the semester. Until the end of the party at ten o'clock in the evening, everyone moved back to the classroom with their chairs, and all they talked about were performances this evening. Popular classmates.

Qiao Lan touched her pocket uneasy, and carefully avoided the crowd.

She gave Tan Mo an apple, and Tan Mo also gave her an apple, an apple that made Qiao Lan feel hot in her hand.

Qiao Lan moved her chair back, thinking without a clue about what she owed Tan Mo, which was getting more and more unclear.

When she returned home at night, Qiao Lan saw the door of her room wide open, and the old lady Qiao cursed, "Locking the door all the time is like hiding something shameful."

Qiao Lan originally wanted to hide the jade pendant in the room, but now looking at the messed up room, she took this idea back in an instant.

Carefully put the small box in the most hidden place at the bottom of the schoolbag, zip up the schoolbag, and put the schoolbag on the bedside table.

I arrived at the school the next day. Today is the official Christmas. The students seem to have not yet come out of the joy of the holiday. The atmosphere will tend to converge after the New Year's Day holiday ends.

Especially the freshman year.

Early self-study is also the class teacher’s Chinese self-study. The head teacher stands at the desk and educates the students with heart and soul. There are only ten days left for the final exam of this semester. The students said that they knew it, and waited for the head teacher to leave. Those who were talking were still talking, and some were still playing with their phones secretly.

The affiliated high school does not allow students to use mobile phones during school hours, but there are rules above and there are countermeasures below. More than half of the students in a class still carry their mobile phones with them, and peek-a-boo with the head teacher and grade director every day.

After Christmas Eve last night, it snowed all night and walked on the campus in the morning, and it was all white.

After waiting for early self-study, the students who had long been unable to hold back rushed to the classroom to have a snowball fight, especially the 13th class on the first floor, which was even more blessed.

The students in the classroom ran seven or eight, but only a few of them sat in their seats, reading books, and secretly playing with mobile phones. Qiao Lan took out the exercise book with a single glance and started today’s study. He didn't raise his eyelids and greeted him until Tan Mo came.

In the north, it was cold outside the classroom. Qiao Lan herself was wearing thick clothes, but Tan Mo was still very thin in the past. He just came in from outside the classroom. When he sat down, Qiao Lan could feel him. A cool chill.

Qiao Lan looked down at his hands on the wheelchair, without gloves, his hands that were too pale seemed to be whiter than usual.

As soon as Tan Mo raised his head, he saw Qiao Lan staring at his hand. He subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, so he listened to Qiao Lan asking him, "Just wear it like this, isn't it cold?"

Tan Mo shook his head honestly, "It's not cold."

He is really not cold. He is sensitive to the sun and wind, but he is not sensitive to heat and cold. Uncle Chen always wants him to wear thicker, but thick clothes are wrapped around his body, and the cloth is densely pressing on the skin. This feeling makes it even more difficult for him to accept.

But the fingers did freeze stiffly.

When he talked, he always stared at each other habitually. Many people thought he was weird like this before, but Qiao Lan never thought it was anything. Tan Mo just looked at her while talking to Qiao Lan, his eyes could not help. It fell on Qiao Lan's neck.

It was empty and there was nothing.

Tan Mo suddenly stopped talking.

Qiao Lan was stunned by his straight eyes, followed Tan Mo's gaze, only to find that Tan Mo was looking at her neck, and after reacting for two seconds, she hurriedly explained, "I'm afraid of breaking it, so I didn't wear it. ."

After opening the schoolbag, carefully took out the small box from the bottom.

The box opened, and the moist and exquisite jade pendant was embedded in a small velvet box.

Tan Mo watched Qiao Lan take the box out of her schoolbag, stared at the jade pendant for a long time, and suddenly reached out and took the box over.

Take the jade pendant out of the box, take out the red string of the jade pendant from the bottom of the box, string the jade pendant and hand it to Qiao Lan.

Qiao Lan was stunned and hurriedly explained: "I have to work every day. If I am not careful, it will really break."

"It's okay." Tan Mo still kept his hand motion, and passed it forward a little bit, "put it on."

Qiao Lan stared at the jade pendant on the young man's hand for a long time, and then stared at the face of the young man in front of him for a long time, then reached out and took the jade pendant and tied the red string around her neck.

The young boy's nervous and persistent mood finally returned to peace. He probably wanted to laugh, but he didn't know how to laugh. The corners of his lips formed a slightly strange arc.

Qiao Lan didn't wear it all the time, Tan Mo couldn't help but worry whether Qiao Lan didn't like it.

Qiao Lan tied the red rope with her hands behind her back, and she couldn't get any strength in her hands. She tried to worry about falling off if not tied.Looking up and looking left and right, there are only five or six people in the classroom. The closest person is Peining, who is introverted and didn't play.

Tan Mo still looked at her without speaking.

Qiao Lan had no choice but to turn her head and say to Tan Mo, "Take you to help me, I can't tie it myself."

Tan Mo's heart was calm just now, and he suddenly mentioned it again, and for a while, he didn't react.

Help... Help Qiao Lan tie the red string...

My fingers shook uncontrollably, then he moved forward and took it back hesitantly.

He dare not.

Everyone was playing outside. Five or six people in the classroom also did their own things. Only Pei Ning, who was sitting very close, seemed to feel something. He subconsciously glanced at Qiao Lan and Tan Mo. It was silly. For a long time tentatively said, "Do you want me to help?"

Tan Mo suddenly stretched out his hand, his fingers tightened the red rope,

"No need to."

Qiao Lan hurriedly pressed her body down so that Tan Mo could exert her strength.

Pei Ning turned around again with a dazed expression on the side, but couldn't hold back another look.

But helping to tie a pendant, Tan Mo's expression made people nervous, for fear that he might accidentally fail to hold the pendant and fall.

Tan Mo was really nervous.

During the time they were sitting at the same table with Qiao Lan, they approached the topic. Qiao Lan also asked Tan Mo to wake her up when she was sleepy. Tan Mo always felt that this was close enough, but now, they can stay away. Get closer.

Tan Mo's cold fingers were holding the red rope a little unstable, and after his fingertips accidentally touched Qiao Lan's warm skin, he quivered subconsciously.

From time to time, Qiao Lan could feel the teenager touch the cold fingers on her neck. She wanted to ask Tan Mo if you were really cold, but she seemed to feel the teenager's nervousness, so she quietly lay on her stomach without saying a word. Tan Mo.

After a while, Tan Mo said in relief, "Okay."

He quickly sat back upright, but after a while, he couldn't help but glance at Qiao Lan, watching her smile, and then looking at the jade pendant lightly swaying on her neck. It was so shallow in his cold eyes. A layer of warmth.

This feeling is very subtle, just like seeing my own name and Qiao Lan's name listed together, unspeakable satisfaction and joy.

After the second class, the cold sky finally came out of the sun, and the snow finally slowly began to melt away bit by bit. The students played with the snow all morning and slowly lost interest. After returning to the classroom, seven Talking about it, he brought the topic back to yesterday's party.

There will be nearly 20 shows in the evening. There are many handsome and beautiful girls, such as Song Yao from Class 13, Chu Jing from Class 1, beautiful girls of all colors, and star student Hao Ying from Class 5, who was arrested by the head teacher to perform a sketch .

Hao Ying played a rich second generation who was fluent and motivated. Taking advantage of current events at the time, a classic line "My dad is Li Gang" left a deep impression on the students that night.

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys and girls are always full of interest in beautiful girls and handsome boys. The party is over, but they are still enthusiastically discussing who is the most beautiful yesterday. Finally, it has gradually extended to count the handsome boys in the school. beauty.

Because of yesterday's dreamy dress, Song Yao touched the hearts of many boys and ranked among the best in this inventory.

Qiao Lan is not interested in these things. Everyone counts Song Yao's beauty. Qiao Lan also agrees. She is indeed beautiful and excellent. She blushes when she hears the theoretical voices of classmates.

Tan Mo heard it too.

He is not interested in these, but will always be interested in Qiao Lan.

Hearing other classmates' comments, he glanced at Qiao Lan's face, and suddenly remembered Qiao Lan wearing shiny antlers when she walked out of the auditorium on Christmas Eve.

The purple-blue light shone on her face. Tan Mo, who had never had any idea about beauty, felt that Qiao Lan was pretty for the first time.

Isn't it ugly?

He fixedly looked at Qiao Lan's side face, the outline of her face was very good, the bridge of the nose was high and very good, and the curvature of the tail of the eyes was also very good.

Qiao Lan turned her head uncomfortably stared at by Tan Mo, and Tan Mo met Qiao Lan's dark and bright eyes, and staggered her eyes again, thinking that these eyes were the best.

He really thinks Qiao Lan is pretty, but the classmates around him, why didn't anyone mention Qiao Lan's name?

The one they mentioned most was a girl named Song Yao.

Tan Mo finally found out who Song Yao was after two breaks.

He looked at Song Yao's side for a long time, then set his gaze on Qiao Lan's face again.

A girl sitting behind Song Yao tapped Song Yao and whispered to her, "Song Yao, I found Tan Mo has been looking at you for the past two days."

Song Yao was stunned, and hurriedly glanced at Chen Yaoyang, "You must be mistaken."

"There must be no mistake, he really has been watching you."

Tan Mo, who had been "watching Song Yao", didn't know anything. The more he compared Qiao Lan and Song Yao, the more he discovered Qiao Lan's superiority.

The bridge of her nose is not as strong as Qiao Lan, and the contour of her eyes is not as distinctive as Qiao Lan. Song Yao's facial contour is too round, and her height is far inferior to Qiao Lan...

He really felt that Qiao Lan had more places to win over Song Yao, but when everyone talked about those beautiful girls, they never had Qiao Lan's name.

After school in the afternoon, Tan Mo was sitting in the car, and Uncle Chen in front was turning on the radio to listen to the news again. Tan Mo was silent for a long time before suddenly speaking.

"Is Qiao Lan good-looking?"

Uncle Chen, who was listening to the radio, really froze for a long time, "What?"

Tan Mo was still expressionless, but he said something that shocked Uncle Chen and repeated it again, "Do you think Qiao Lan looks good."

Uncle Chen was so shocked that he didn't even notice anything on the radio.

Why do you suddenly ask this question without a clue?Why do you suddenly ask Qiao Lan how she looks like?What did he want to say that Tan Mo would be more happy?

Chen Bo had a lot of thoughts in his mind for a while, but finally decided to answer Tan Mo's question from an objective perspective.

"In fact, just looking at the facial features, Miss Qiao's facial features are very good." As an elderly person with normal aesthetics, she can still answer accurately. "However, Miss Qiao is chronically malnourished at first glance. You can see that she works every day and the family conditions are certain It’s not good enough, so the nutrition can’t keep up, and it doesn’t seem to have any complexion. If the complexion is good, the whole person is definitely different..."

Uncle Chen was still talking, Tan Mo looked at the street lamp outside the car window, not knowing what he was thinking.

Christmas plus New Year's Day made the students relax for many days, and finally after the three-day New Year's Day holiday was over, they began to take care of themselves slowly and focused their attention on the final exam.

But as the Chinese New Year approaches, Qiao Lan is also busier than before. Sometimes she returns home at night, even after one o'clock in the morning.

Tan Mo looked at Qiao Lan with a gloomy expression, Qiao Lan's complexion was worse than before.

Qiao Lan and Tan Mo have been sitting for a long time, and gradually they can discover the different emotions on Tan Mo's expressionless face, not to mention that Tan Mo today seems to be more silent than usual.

Qiao Lan turned her head and looked at him and asked him what's wrong in a whisper. After a long while, Tan Mo thoughtlessly asked her, "How long are you going to work?"

I don't know why I suddenly asked about part-time job, Qiao Lan couldn't figure it out, and answered honestly, "It should be the end of high school."

Tan Mo's eyes grew gloomy.

What exactly happened here?

When Qiao Lan asked again, Tan Mo remained silent, saying nothing.

Tan Mo doesn't lie, no one wants to pry a word out of his mouth once he encounters a question he doesn't want to answer.

As a result, when he waited the next day, Qiao Lan came to study and waited until the morning self-study. Watching Tan Mo who had just entered and asked good morning, Tan Mo took out a palm-sized box from his schoolbag.

Qiao Lan glanced at it and asked, "What is this."

Tan Mo pushed the box in front of Qiao Lan, "Here you are."

give me?

Qiao Lan's heart trembled again.

She is really afraid of Tan Mo giving her something. She owes too much to Tan Mo. Every time she hears Tan Mo say "give you", she feels that her conscience is being condemned, and she accepted it last time. After the apple pendant, Qiao Lan vowed that she would never accept Tan Mo's things again.

Tan Mo watched Qiao Lan stay still and did not open the box, and said, "Aunt Chen did it, here you are."

Tan Mo stretched out his hand and opened the box, a nutritious porridge that was packaged intact and warm, and the shrimp inside could be seen through the transparent glass.

After a while, Qiao Lan took a deep breath: "I ate too early."

Tan Mo looked at Qiao Lan with a fixed gaze, and thought for a while, "It's okay", took the box out and placed it in front of Qiao Lan, "Not much."

The portion is small, you can eat a little bit too early.

Qiao Lan:...

"I really ate earlier. I'm not hungry," Qiao Lan repeated again.

In the evening, I went to the western restaurant to send the money. Now I send it early in the morning. Even if I know it is Tan Mo’s kindness, Qiao Lan really can’t accept it.

Tan Mo was stiff all over, and the good mood that came in the morning disappeared in an instant.

Chen Bo said that Qiao Lan was malnourished, so Tan Mo asked the dietitian to specially match the recipe. Because it is not easy to carry large nutritious meals in the school, Chen finally asked Aunt Chen to make nutritious porridge.

He had seen many students in the class drinking porridge in the classroom.

No one knew that when he came out with this nutritious porridge in the morning, there was a faint joy and expectation, but now Qiao Lan doesn't want it.

Tan Mo couldn't describe how he felt at the moment. He didn't understand this complicated irritability and anger, mixed with loss, grievance, and sadness.

He looked at the nutritious porridge blankly, and turned his head coldly after a while.

"I don't like it, then throw it away."