Chapter 23： 023 (1/2)

Qiao Lan stood at the entrance of the corridor and watched Uncle Chen walk away, alone for a long time in the dark.

She lived for twenty years in her last life. Since she was a child, she didn’t know who her parents were or what surnames. Even the last name was chosen at random. The person who treated her best in her last life was the kind aunt who sponsored her to go to high school. Lan vowed to read her forever.

But before she had time, she became the current Qiao Lan. She cared about Tan Mo several times just because she couldn't bear it, but the boy gave her too much feedback.

Qiao Lan squatted down and buried her cheeks on her knees.

It is said in the book that it is very difficult for people with As syndrome to have friendship, and once they do have it, they will become at a loss and wonder how to maintain it, so use the simplest and rude way to be good to you.

However, this is great. Qiao Lan sighed for a long time. In the past twenty years, no one reminded her to wear a thick body when it snowed, and no one reminded her to bring an umbrella when it snowed. Not to mention sent her home specially.

After squatting for a few minutes, maybe ten minutes later, Qiao Lan went upstairs and returned to Qiao's house.

It was past 12 o'clock in the morning, and only Mother Qiao was not asleep and was putting on a mask. When she saw Qiao Lan come in and glanced at her, she babbled casually, ”I don't know what time I will be back. I don't know where to go if I can find a person in a day. Keep my voice down. Your brother just fell asleep.”

Seeing Mother Qiao turned back to the room, Qiao Lan felt that she had returned to reality again.

Qiao Lan originally thought that due to the quarrel with Tang Qin, she might return to the situation where she was alienated from everyone at the beginning, but later discovered that it did not seem to be the case.

They are all fifteen or sixteen years old. Generally speaking, everyone is not bad in nature.

But maybe it’s because Tang Qin is not Chen Yaoyang, nor Song Yao. Her weight in the class is not big enough to make everyone else alienate Qiao Lan because of her attitude, so except for Tang Qin who plays well by her side. A few girls, no one has changed much in Qiao Lan's attitude.

Like Pei Ning, and several classmates sitting on the right side of Qiao Lan, they still meet and greet and talk as they did in the past. Qiao Lan is very good at English and mathematics, and some students will come to Qiao Lan when get out of class is over.

However, for Tan Mo, most students still try to stay as far away as possible, but a small number of students have slowly changed.

Qiao Lan talks to Tan Mo every day, but Tan Mo didn’t hit people suddenly like Tang Qin said. He didn’t even speak loudly. He wasn’t crazy, he didn’t look stupid, and he didn’t talk to Qiao Lan. very horrifying.

But Tan Mo didn't care about everything.

The only thing he can care about now is Qiao Lan.

Qiao Lan is now playing with Pei Ning, who is at the same table, and a few classmates in front of him.

I forgot who started it. They were all boys and girls of the same age. They were a little unconvinced when they said that, and wanted to compare them. The girl sitting in front of Qiao Lan made questions and judges, Qiao Lan, Pei Ning, and another boy.

The question is very simple. The ten Roman numerals are sorted randomly. The girl who wrote the question read a total of fifteen numbers. Whoever writes the right one among the three will win. The bet is simpler. Two lollipops.

Such games are boring in Tan Mo's eyes.

He didn't understand the meaning of this time-wasting game.

But Qiao Lan was playing, so Tan Mo put down the book in his hand and watched them play.

The girl who asked the question wrote down fifteen numbers at random, and then she coughed twice as she clutched the note, ”Listen well, just say it again, 2, 4, 5, 0...2.8, don’t continue writing, but instead In dozens of seconds, ten, nine, eight, seven...”

Qiao Lan took out a pen and just wrote three numbers. Pei Ning who was next to him suddenly short-circuited, ”Eh, eh, what's the fifth one”, and subconsciously glanced at Qiao Lan.

Qiao Lan pushed the person away, turned around, and put the notebook on Tan Mo's table.

I quickly wrote eight numbers, and when I reached the ninth, I suddenly couldn't remember whether it was 7 or 8.

The girl who asked the question glanced at what another guy had written, and couldn't smile, ”You are too wrong, the countdown...”

Qiao Lan really couldn't think of it, and was about to write a random number on it, Tan Mo whispered in a low voice that only two people could hear, ”846728.”

Qiao Lan didn't even think about it, and wrote everything directly as Tan Mo said.

Tan Mo was dumbfounded, wouldn't she be afraid that his memory was wrong.

The countdown for the girl in front was over, she quickly removed the note in the hands of the three of them, and laughed after reading it, ”How did you make the third number wrong? Peining made the wrong three numbers, eh, Joe Lanquan is right! I'll say that our girls' memory is not worse than yours. You can see what Qiao Lan wrote...”

”That's Qiao Lan's memory, so it's not you...”

There was an uproar in the front again, Qiao Lan turned around and smiled and sighed at Tan Mo in a low voice, ”Why are you so good?”

The girl in front of her eyes was very dark and bright. Looking at him, she sighed from the bottom of her heart. He was used to hearing people say he was crazy and stupid. He thought he was used to not feeling it anymore, but after hearing Qiao Lan’s In a word, I still felt heartfelt joy.

Maybe because of this sentence, maybe because of the person who said it.

Tan Mo clearly remembered how much torment he had to endure in school every day before meeting Qiao Lan, but now it seems that life at school has become less difficult.

This is his most comfortable state outside of being alone.

On the weekend, Tan Mo didn't go to the western restaurant. He found a very good book, and he devoted two days to it.

On Sunday night, Tan Fu came to see Tan Mo in his busy schedule.

Tan Mo did not live with Tan's father.

Tan Mo's parents were divorced before he could even remember. As he got older after he was seven years old, his mother finally discovered the difference between him and other children, and took him to the United States for treatment.

One stay is seven years.

For his father, Tan Mo had no memory or feelings. After being taken over by Tan's father, he couldn't bear the noise of Tan's newly formed family. He found Tan's father and told Tan's father in words without a trace of emotion. Don't want to live with them.

So he lived with Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen who had always taken care of him and his mother.