Guide To Raising the Sick Villain

Tan Mo said he didn't like it and threw it away.

It may be a threat to others to say this, but he is not at all, that's what he thinks.

I brought it to you. If you don't like it, then throw it away.

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

She didn't dislike it, but couldn't accept it.

It is precisely because he understands Tan Mo's good intentions that he refuses, but for Tan Mo, he does not understand the intention behind Qiao Lan's refusal. To refuse is not like it, it is a result of a bad relationship, and a 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 all of them were eating early in the class during the early self-study, when the box was opened, the fragrance still made the classmates sitting behind Qiao Lan Tanmo look curiously.

When Tan Mo saw Qiao Lan finally open the box, his air-conditioned face finally recovered calm and turned around again.

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

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

Tan Mo was in a good mood, and the anger just now seemed to be forgotten all in his head.

Qiao Lan cleaned the small lunch box after eating. After returning to the classroom, he packed the box. After thanking Tan Mo, he thought about it and said to Tan Mo, "I eat breakfast every morning, so I really don’t need to bring breakfast. I."

Tan Mo stared at the small pendant that moved between her neck, like an obedient "um".

Qiao Lan was relieved, but the next day, yesterday he clearly agreed to take his Tan Mo, not with breakfast, but with fresh fruit in a glass box and a box of milk with remaining warmth.

Qiao Lan: ...

On the third day, it was another breakfast. This time, the seafood porridge was not returned. Instead, it was replaced with lean meat porridge and a carton of milk.

"I really have eaten earlier," Qiao Lan said seriously, and added, "And I ate a lot."

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

He brought high-protein things, much better than Qiao Lan's own food.

If you eat less breakfast, you can eat more of the nutritious meals he brings. The things Qiao Lan eats are not a little nutritious. Chen Bo said that Qiao Lan has a very good foundation, which is serious malnutrition.

Qiao Lan, who was useless to persuade her, really couldn't think of a way.

Once you fail to refuse to succeed, there is no way to refuse to succeed later.

Qiao Lan started the routine of being fed inexplicably like this, and Tan Mo even found pleasure in the daily feeding, and later became more intensified.

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

Tan Mole never gets tired.

Because every day passed like this, he slowly discovered Qiao Lan's eating preferences, what he likes to eat, and what he doesn't like to eat, which is very interesting to him.

However, Qiao Lan still refused to accept some things, such as the nutritional products that he had bought from abroad. Qiao Lan didn't want it, but Uncle Chen gave him an idea.

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

Qiao Lan: ...

Give a whole box to Qiao Lan. Qiao Lan doesn't want it. Uncle Chen asked him to insert the straws one by one every day. Although Tan Mo did not fully understand the difference, the facts proved that Uncle Chen's method really worked.

For a long time, not to mention the two classmates sitting behind Qiao Lan, even Pei Ning, and Qin Yang, who sits a little further away but often looks at Qiao Lan, will inevitably find something.

"Tan Mo didn't pay attention to Qiao Lan at all before, but now he looks pretty good to Qiao Lan?"

"Where is it? It's a good place."

Tan Mo occasionally heard everyone's comments, and heard from others saying that he was good to Qiao Lan, and felt even better than he was good to her.

Qiao Lan gradually became numb from the resolute resistance at the beginning to the ineffective resistance.

The temperature outside has dropped to several degrees below zero, and it makes people tremble to go out to play hot water and cold water. After studying early, Qiao Lan carried the kettle and finished the water and returned to the classroom. I don’t know if she fetched water faster or Tanmo today. Arrived earlier, Tan Mo just came in, his schoolbag has not been put down yet.

After Qiao Lan returned to her seat, she saw Tan Mo take out the familiar small bottle, holding the small straw with her pale fingers. It's too cold outside. He never wears gloves. Although he can't feel the cold, his fingers are already frozen.

Qiao Lan put down the kettle and said, "I'm coming," she reached out and took the small bottle from Tan Mo's hand, but accidentally touched Tan Mo's finger.

When I went out, Qiao Lan's hands were not too hot, but she could still feel the temperature of her fingers like ice cubes when she accidentally touched Tan Mo's fingers.

Qiao Lan's hand movement paused, her gaze fell on Tan Mo's stiff fingers, and after a moment of silence, she tore off the scarf on her neck. When Tan Mo didn't react, she grabbed his arm and used the scarf to move those hands. Wrapped up, "Why don't you wear gloves? It's frozen like an ice cube."

From when Qiao Lan grabbed his arm until he was released again, Tan Mo didn't respond.

The white fluffy soft scarf was stained with the body temperature of the girl's neck, but it was still warm. Tan Mo's unconscious hands slowly awakened in the scarf bit by bit, becoming less rigid.

He moved his fingers in a daze. After a long while, he suddenly realized the reaction, where did the temperature in his hand come from, suddenly raised his head to look at Qiao Lan's neck, and his slowly relaxed body suddenly stiffened again. .

Even the tip of the ear didn't know why, just like when the doctor used to **** the tip of the ear, it suddenly became hot uncontrollably.

"It's not cold anymore", 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 or thicker..."

Qiao Lan still said that Tan Mo couldn't help looking at the girl. The scarf had been returned to Qiao Lan, but there was always a faint temperature left in her hand.

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

The blackboard is here, not on Qiao Lan's face. Even if Tan Mo doesn't listen to lectures and doesn't need to look at the blackboard every day, it will cause trouble to others, right?

With a roll call, all the students' attention was focused on Tan Mo, and Tan Mo's gaze was also retracted, instantly turning into that expressionless and cold boy again.

The teenager sits in a wheelchair and doesn't need to stand up after being spotted like other students. He looks at the math teacher coldly, not feeling that he has done anything wrong, and even thinks that the math teacher is a bit annoying and disturbs him.

The math teacher clicked the blackboard irritably, "How to solve this problem."

A large number of students in the class were confused, wondering why they suddenly called Tan Mo, and even called Tan Mo to answer the question. However, this question is really difficult. It is a question written on the blackboard by the math teacher to prepare for special talk.

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

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

The math teacher stood on the podium, frowned 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. All the classmates looked at Tan Mo and the math teacher in a daze, lamenting the dialogue between the gods, we mortals did not understand.

Before, everyone was just frightened by Tan Mo’s amazing test results. This was the first time Tan Mo showed his unusual side in front of everyone. After Tan Mo answered, many students looked at Tan Mo and their eyes changed. It's a little psychedelic.

Qiao Lan looked at such Tan Mo, somehow she felt light on her face.

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

In this way, the final exam of this semester, this time the final exam is finally made by the teacher of the school, it will not be as unusual as the last time, which made the students relieved.

A few days ago, the class and even other classes were discussing how many points Tan Mo could get in the test this time, and how many points Tan Mo could get second place.

In addition, some people are discussing who Qiao Lan and Chen Yaoyang can test better this time.

Qiao Lan also knows everyone's guesses, but compared to the last monthly exam, Qiao Lan is quite confident this time.

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

Before wearing books, Qiao Lan didn't like math very much when she was in the first year of high school, and her math grades were medium. After the second grade, she switched to a math teacher. The teacher not only gave good lectures but also was very funny. Qiao Lan liked it since then Learn mathematics.

A good teacher can completely change a student.

Qiao Lan started to like mathematics since that time. Because of that, she spent more time on mathematics, and gradually discovered the fun in it. Later, her math scores have been very top-notch.

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

As for physics, Qiao Lan had always been a deadly learner before, and after Tan Mo taught her for more than 20 days, Qiao Lan gradually got through.

Qiao Lan couldn't help sighing, it turned out that her physics was not completely lacking in talent, but she didn't find a way.

The most worried thing about the exam before was physics. Now that the exam is approaching, Qiao Lan is faintly looking forward to it, wanting to see how recent results are.

The high school exams are staggered. The first year of high school is the first to take the exam, then the second year, and then the third year. I heard that after the third year of the exam, there will be a period of time to make up the class until the 28th of the twelfth lunar month.

It was snowing again on the day of the high school exam. There was no need to run morning exercises. The time for all the students to come to school was uneven. Qiao Lan met Chen Bo and Tan Mo at the school gate. Qiao Lan saw the thin clothes that Tan Mo was still wearing, looked at his hands without gloves, ran over to greet Uncle Chen, and then said to Tan Mo, "I will push you in."

The weather was cold, but it's still snowing. Tan Mo pushed the wheelchair by himself, how cold his fingers should be.

Last time Qiao Lan told Tan Mo that he should wear a pair of gloves, but Tan Mo never wears them.

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

Qiao Lan pushed Tan Mo towards the teaching building. The passing students would inevitably take another look. Qiao Lan thought that he was waiting for the winter vacation after the exam, so he asked Tan Mo what he was going to do during the winter vacation. Tan Mo thought for a while, "At home. Reading."

It is always too troublesome to go out in winter, and Tan Mo himself doesn't like to go out. He likes to sit in the room and read books all day. To others, his life is extremely boring, and he is full of joy.

He recently found a very good book, a set of general history of world history, in pure English.

This set of books is really good. Although Tan Mo disagrees with some points of view, this book affects the excitement of this book. Tan Mo suddenly wanted Qiao Lan to read this set of books. He thought that Qiao Lan would also like this set. Books, and in this way they have more common language.

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

As a result, before Tan Mo could buy the translated book, Uncle Chen found the school before finishing the last exam, took him out of the exam room, and told him that his grandpa’s health was not well, so he had to immediately Fly to the United States.

Tan Mo originally went to the United States with his mother, first because the medical technology there was better, and second because his grandparents were also in the United States, and his mother was very close to them. Almost every weekend, his mother would take him to his grandparents for a day. .

The two elders felt sorry for their divorced daughters at a young age, but they treated Tan Mo generally because of Tan's father's betrayal of marriage and because Tan Mo had dragged her daughter down for so many years.

So for Tan Mo, grandparents are not as close as Uncle Chen.

But despite this, Tan Mo did not refuse.

To him, the two old people were not the closest people to him, but to his mother who had passed away, he was always asked to respect his grandparents when his mother was still alive.

Tan Mo didn't even finish the last language exam, so Uncle Chen hurriedly took him to the airport. Tan Mo looked at the snow scene passing by the car window, always feeling that he had forgotten something.

Tan Mo didn't care if the exam was not finished, so what it was.

It wasn't until he arrived at the airport that Tan Mo suddenly remembered that he had not had time to tell Qiao Lan. Yesterday, he even thought of sending his favorite book to Qiao Lan during the winter vacation.

Now he was going far away, but he didn't even leave Qiao Lan's contact information.

Chen Bo looked at Tan Mo's anxiety and asked him what happened. Tan Mo was silent for a while before he spoke, "She didn't know I was leaving."

Uncle Chen didn't expect 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, he came up with a way.

"I'll send a text message to your class teacher, let the class teacher tell Qiao Lan your phone number, so she can 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 family members will always have it." Uncle Chen doesn't think this is difficult. No matter how difficult Qiao Lan’s family is, her parents cannot even have a mobile phone. As long as they have a mobile phone, they can always make a call or send a message. Text messages.

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

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

Qiao Lan is already a celebrity now. Every time she finishes the exam, she will come to the classroom to look for Tan Mo. The classmates sitting behind Tan Mo will know who Qiao Lan is looking for as soon as she comes in.

"Than Mo was halfway through the exam. Someone came to him and then left. He was walking in a hurry," explained the classmates 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 that Tan Mo had a sudden physical problem, which made Qiao Lan relieved.

Leave without even finishing the exam, it should be something urgent at home.

Even if Qiao Lan wanted to inquire, she was still a little helpless. 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 long time, Qiao Lan picked up her schoolbag and left the school. After the exam was over, she continued to work every day, except that she lost the teenager who would come every day at night.

After the final exam, there was a day off. The teachers madly appraised the papers. The students started to enjoy the winter vacation in advance. After the day off, the school didn’t need to run morning exercises or study in the morning. It was enough to come to the school to listen to the papers at 8:10. .

When Qiao Lan came to the classroom, Tan Mo still didn't come. It was inevitable that some people in the class were curious. After inquiries, they found out that Tan Mo left without finishing the last exam.

The focus of the students was not why Tanmo didn't come, but because of something suddenly left, but because Tanmo only took half of the language test, the score could not keep up.

So the previous bet on how many points can get the second this time is gone, and it has become the first one this time.

Everyone feels that no matter how great Tan Mo is, he may not be able to sit firmly in the first place without half of his grades. Qiao Lan and Chen Yaoyang are not vegetarians, and the papers this time are not as difficult as last time. Pull that big point like last time.

The school’s post bar even launched a vote. All the top ten people in the last exam were on the top. In the final voting results, Chen Yaoyang ranked first with a small lead of 33%, Qiao Lan ranked second with 31%, Tan Mo was squeezed to third, and 0,700 was behind. A little proportion.

Many students felt that Qiao Lan suppressed Chen Yaoyang during the mid-term exam because Chen Yaoyang didn’t learn much. After learning a little bit later, he was even with Qiao Lan. I heard that Chen Yaoyang was not sloppy in his studies recently. More than Qiao Lan returned to number one.

Of course, if Tan Mo takes the entire test, he should be back to second place.

The students in other classes are curious, and the students in Class 13 are even more looking forward to it. They are not thinking about attending the class until the holiday is coming out. It is not until the final report card comes out that they all come back to life like chicken blood.

He shouted and rushed to the stage to open the campus network, and went straight to the age ranking.

Even Chen Yaoyang is slightly looking forward to it, after all, he has been the most diligent period of time in his history.

But when I saw the name on the top, everyone seemed to be knocked sap and stupidly in place.

Read it again, thinking you read it wrong, read it again, okay, yes.

The name at the top was actually Tan Mo.

! ! !

? ? ?

Didn’t you say that the Chinese test was only halfway through?

Looking closely at the results, it is indeed only half of the test.

Because the language score is only 62 points, but even if the language score is only 62 points, it still has a high score of 1086, which firmly occupied the first place.

Seeing this abnormal result, everyone was silent.

After a long time, everyone finally understood a truth, a genius, even if it made a little mistake, it was still a lot higher than ordinary people, just watched the clear full marks, and those who heard it wept.

Stimulated.

Under Tan Mo, the second place behind Tan Mo is not Chen Yaoyang, but Qiao Lan.

This time it’s not a tie. Qiao Lan’s total score is 17 points higher than Chen Yaoyang’s total, and he relentlessly drove Chen Yaoyang back to third place. If there is someone who is interested, you will probably find that Qiao Lan, who has been behind Chen Yaoyang physically, This time physics is one point lower than Chen Yaoyang.

Many people think that Qiao Lan was able to take the exam so well because of diligence, and Chen Yaoyang was good because he was smart, but now that Chen Yaoyang has not suppressed Qiao Lan for three consecutive times, some students finally realized that Qiao Lan is actually very smart.

At the beginning, many people thought that Qiao Lan was able to take the first grade, so they must work hard, but after one semester, Qiao Lan is still at the forefront, but they are still the same.

It's not fun at all to deceive yourself.

The other classes have once again occupied the top three in the 13th grade. Their exclamation at the beginning has turned into numbness. Maybe one day they will be surprised when they suddenly discover that the first three classes have been changed to another class.

Class 13 scored the highest grade again, and the head teacher happily sent away the students. It wasn't until the end that he finally finished his work and lay down on the sofa at home. This suddenly remembered something.

Tengde turned over from the sofa to find the mobile phone and opened the text message. After turning down several pages, he finally found the text message sent to him by Uncle Chen many days ago.

The class teacher doesn't know what the identity of Uncle Chen is, but every time he contacts Tan Mo, he always finds the old man.

Many days ago, that is the day after the exam, this Uncle Chen called him and said 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 head teacher didn't know the reason, but he also agreed. At the time, he thought that the two children seemed to have a good relationship.

He also replied "Okay" to Uncle Chen, but because of other work, he left the matter behind in a blink of an eye.

Later, every day I changed the papers and talked about the papers and other work summaries. I was so busy that I was so busy that I finally remembered this number and forgot to tell Qiao Lan.

Now I want to find Qiao Lan, but I can't find Qiao Lan. It's been a winter vacation for several days.

But after agreeing to Chen Bo, the head teacher pondered to find the phone number of Qiao Lan's parents, and sent a text message to Qiao Lan's parents, telling Qiao Lan's parents their identity, and then asked the parents to tell Qiao Lan again.

Mother Qiao who received the text message stared at the phone for a long time.

This person who claimed to be Qiao Lan's class teacher specially sent her a text message, and sent her a phone number that said it was a student named Qiao Lan, and asked her to tell Qiao Lan.

Mother Qiao glared at this name she didn't even recognize. When she thought of Qiao Lan, she was mad. Qiao Lan was still doing well this time. Now she has time for winter vacation, but she doesn't give Qiao Yuan lectures. Know to go home.

Qiao Lan didn't care about Qiao Yuan, and she didn't bother to take care of Qiao Lan. The text messages sent to her by the teacher in charge of her class had no news of her.

I didn't want to say it at first, and then I gradually forgot.

Qiao Lan didn't know what happened. The winter of the year seemed to be extremely cold, but unfortunately Qiao Lan didn't have time to feel it. As the New Year was approaching, everyone was on vacation, but Qiao Lan was busier.

People who have no way of retreat or backrest have no time to breathe.

Westerners are not New Year, but the Western restaurant is still open during the New Year, and even gets busier as the New Year comes. On the 27th 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 return home to reunite with their families, so the already busy western restaurant is even more short-handed.

The proprietress wanted to persuade some waiters to stay with her salary several times higher than usual. Qiao Lan calculated the extra money she could earn in a few days during the Chinese New Year. Then think about the Chinese New Year atmosphere with a bunch of people in the Qiao family. In seconds, I decided to stay in the shop and continue working.

Instead of looking at Qiao's mother, Qiao's second sister, and Qiao's destructive faces, it is better to earn more money.

After all, there is still one semester for the second year of high school. When the second year of high school starts to study in the evening, this work will not continue. She has to prepare for the next two years as much as possible. She can't guarantee that Qiao's mother will not let her study at any time. No tuition will be provided.

On New Year's Day, Qiao Lan finally had a short break after two o'clock in the morning. The proprietress asked her to eat her own steak, said a happy new year to her, and then said that she would come back to work the next afternoon.

When Qiao Lan returned home, everyone in Qiao's family was already asleep, and the family looked messed up.

After washing in a low voice, staring at himself in the mirror, the light in the bathroom is soft but slightly dim, his face is slightly exhausted but not depressed, and the jade pendant on his neck is lustrous in the light.

Qiao Lan suddenly thought of Tan Mo.

I don't know where and what Tan Mo 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 wore a book, on New Year's Eve like this, she should always send a text message to send a blessing. Unfortunately, Tan Mo was too anxious to go there and did not want to contact Tan Mo.

Tan Mo's contact information...

Qiao Lan was lying down, suddenly thinking of something, turned over from the bed.

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

After a busy day, I was very sleepy. When I suddenly thought of this, Qiao Lan was so tired that most of her whole body became energetic, and she hated that she ran to determine if there was really an appointment with Tanfu.

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

At noon, there were not many customers in the restaurant. Qiao Lan went to the cashier and found the reservation list for the restaurant a few days later. Looking down one by one, she finally saw the words Mr. Tan.

Qiao Lan sighed, because Tan Mo was surnamed Tan. If he had a surname like Zhang and Li, Wang, she really didn't know how to find him.

The surname of Tan is too difficult to see. If you didn't know Tan Mo, Qiao Lan really didn't know that there was such a surname.

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

Tan Mo and Tan Fu had visited the western restaurant several times before, and they were all ordered by Qiao Lan. Tan Mo also told Tan Fu that she was a classmate of Tan Mo. When that time, she would ask Tan Fu for Tan Mo’s phone number. Tanfu should... can't help but say...

In Tanmo, who was 12 hours away from the city where Qiao Lan was located, since leaving that day, the New Year has come. From the beginning, I felt that Qiao Lan would give him a message as soon as he got the phone number. Then, as the day passed, Chen Bo comforted him and said that maybe Qiao Lan was too busy and didn’t care about it. He would definitely wish him when the New Year came. Happy New Year for him.

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

Disappointed.

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

That day, he and his grandmother Chen Bo and Aunt Chen sat together watching the Spring Festival Gala. Tan Mo could not understand why the crowds on TV were laughing again and again. He did not have the mind to see what was going on at the party. Others, because of his grandfather’s illness, On such a festive day, it is difficult to smile.

It was already night in the country, but it was still a bright sky. Tan Mo rolled his wheelchair and returned to the room. He sat in a wheelchair and spent the whole afternoon in a daze until night fell gradually.

Uncle Chen came in cautiously from the outside, saw the boy like this, and wanted to say something, but there was no way out, and he sighed and left the room.

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

Chen Bo has lived for so many years, and still feels that he will not misunderstand the wrong person.

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

Uncle Chen couldn't figure it out.

For the Tan Mo family this new year, there is no happiness.

On the second day of the new year, Tan Mo's grandfather passed away.

Grandma seemed to have the last nerve suddenly broken. She fainted and was sent to the emergency room. Tan Mo sat in the hospital with her grandpa's white fingers in her eyes, and her ears were inaudible and noisy. Cry.

Many people came. His mother had a 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 top of the stairs. He cried Roll from the second floor to the first floor.

If it is a normal child, it may not fall so badly, but Tan Mo is not as flexible as a normal child because of Asperger's disease. He cried in pain, and his cousin who was standing on the second floor was so scared to cry.

But that was a long, long time ago. Everyone has grown up. There are a dozen people standing in the house, and Tan Mo only knows a few.

Everyone was crying, only he didn't cry. Tan Mo was like an alternative, out of place in this sad atmosphere.

Cry burrowed into his ears, even his nerves were inexplicably tightened, Tan Mo quietly looked at grandpa's body, and said to Uncle Chen after a long while, "Let's go."

The hospital, the doctor, the dead, he never wanted to see anything like that that made him near a nervous breakdown.

He pushed the wheelchair out of the ward with expressionless expression. After leaving, he heard someone in the ward say, "This child is almost heartless."

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 can't feel sadness.

Uncle Chen's eyes darkened, and he followed out quietly, looking at Tan Mo's thin back, and wiping away tears without holding back.

Uncle Chen bowed his head and was about to push Tan Mo away, but someone ran out behind him and asked, "You can't stand it even for a while?"

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

"Any thing else."

The young man looked at Tan Mo and only felt that he was unreasonable. The aunt said that Tan Mo was heartless and not fake. From beginning to end, he didn't even see Tan Mo cry.

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

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

Everyone knows that he is pitiful, but no one wants 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 didn’t have time to understand. Of autism; these relatives who contact him often say that Tan Mo is indifferent and said he has no heart, but no one wants to understand why he is like this.

Does Tan Mo like this himself?

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

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

Tan Mo couldn't feel it, but Uncle Chen felt it. He tried his best to make Tan Mo appear less indifferent, so that he would appear in front of everyone after his grandfather passed away, but it seemed useless. Older ones didn't like it. He and his younger cousins ​​are afraid of him.

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

The young man was taken aback, "What?"

"There is my grandfather, but he hasn't taken 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 fade away, and yelled at him again.

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

Tan Mo lowered his eyelashes, it didn't matter, he was used to listening.

"They still say you are pitiful, you are pitiful? What is pitiful? Even if you are pitiful, there must be something hateful, just like you, indifferent, selfish, weird, no one can stand you, no one will love you, you Let this be a pitiful person for a lifetime!"

Tan Mo's hands on the wheelchair suddenly clenched, and his mind seemed to be hit by someone with a heavy fist suddenly, buzzing.

"He beat people, let's not play with him!"

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

"Your father didn't want you since you were young, and your mother was dragged down to death by you, and didn't want you."

"You are a person like you, indifferent, selfish, and weird. No one can stand you, no one will love you, so let's live a lifetime like this pitifully!"

There was a roar in his brain, and other people couldn't hear anything, and there was blackness in front of him, and nothing was seen. Only the bad words that had stayed in his memory and didn't want to remember, occupied all of his thoughts for a time.

His father didn't love him since he was a child, and his mother worked 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 turned blue because of too much force, and the phone rang untimely at this moment.

Tan Mo lowered his head unsteadily breathing, looked at the strange number above, and connected the phone.

"...Hello," the noise continued, but the girl's clear voice split her eardrums like a thunderstorm.

"Hey", Qiao Lan's voice on the other side of the phone didn't seem very real, "Tan Mo, is that you? What's wrong with you? You have a cold, why is your voice a little dumb?"

Tan Mo took the phone and froze in place.

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

The author has something to say: 　　 There are still 100 red envelopes, and there must be a random back in the front row.

See you tomorrow~~ Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Rocket Launcher]: 2 late;

Thanks to the little angel who cast [land mines]: Yang Shiba has to work hard for 2; you are the joy of youth, there are always people who want to harm the palace, fruit sauce, dozens of yuan, 39828004, Liang Liang from Yuzhou's family Cool, 1919,932, full of vitality, ghost, a..., warm, blank 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!