Chapter 34： 034 (1/2)

Tan Mo has a slight mutism, especially in front of things that he can't predict.

Even though he was nervous and at a loss, he wanted to ask why.

Qiao Lan smiled, ”I just quit my job in a western restaurant today.”

Tan Mo was blankly startled before he said, ”...why.”

”Before I told you that I didn’t need you to help me, and I didn’t lie to you. You helped me a lot. Now I can go to school and live a good life without having to go to work. But in the end I decided to resign because of other reasons. I guessed it was because of my family. I don’t plan to go home anymore. I also submitted an application for residence with the head teacher this morning, and it will be done in one or two days.”

Qiao Lan's speech was slower than usual, and she was very specific and detailed.

”This card is the money I saved in the first half of the year. The total is a little more than 20,000 yuan. If nothing happens, this will be my reserve for two and a half years after high school.” He smiled, ”Don't feel less , The monthly living expenses of five hundred yuan is enough for ordinary high school students, but it may not be enough for an emergency. If it is really not enough, I will come to you.”

Qiao Lan finally figured it out, Tan Mo had a nerve, how could she follow her mind.

Twenty thousand yuan is completely enough for her, so Qiao Lan doesn't think she will actually borrow money from Tan Mo someday, but she changes her rhetoric a bit, and the change makes Tan Mo more willing to listen and accept it, like Now that he said that he really wanted Tan Mo, the previous deadlock would be solved.

She raised her head and looked at the teenager seriously, ”Tan Mo, you will lend it to me.”

Tan Mo's fingers on the wheelchair clenched unconsciously little by little, and answered without thinking, ”Of course.”

”I knew you were the best.” Qiao Lan smiled and curled his eyes. The teenager is not noisy, simple and sincere. Qiao Lan always feels that the teenager in front of him is like a ignorant but totally dependent on her. As a result, he became more patient and his voice softened.

”Then I will give you this card now. You can check whether the balance above is really enough, and know if I am really short of money. The password is ******. You are so good at remembering numbers, for sure You can remember it all at once.”

In just such a moment, Qiao Lan said so much, and the amount of information in the words was so large that Tan Mo felt that he suddenly couldn't understand all of it for a while.

After hearing Qiao Lan said that he had resigned, Tan Mo felt that he didn’t seem to be very angry at that time. Qiao Lan said that he didn’t need his help but the help of anyone. This logical thinking made Tan Mo The hurdle that Mo Jiang had been struggling with in his heart and couldn't get past finally subsided.

But who would have thought that Qiao Lan would say those things afterwards.

She gave him a card, which she said was all her savings for the next two years.

Qiao Lan gave him all his savings for safekeeping.

Tan Mo looked down at the small card Qiao Lan had put in his hand. There were too many thoughts and emotions that could not be discerned in his mind for a time, and he was noisy and quarrelled, making him completely unsure of what to say.

Among those mixed emotions, what finally came to my heart was unspeakable peace of mind.

Before, he thought Qiao Lan didn't care that he deceived him, but now thinking about it, it might really be something wrong with his logic.

There seemed to be some substantial bond between them suddenly, and for a moment, it seemed that they were not afraid of anything.

He really felt that he was needed.

Needed by Qiao Lan.

Qiao Lan looked up and looked at the teenager's face, pale and still expressionless, but there were many different things in those beautiful eyes. She raised her lips and smiled, but said, ”Why don't you talk about the cards? Are you still angry, or don’t want to keep it for me, if you don’t want to, then I’ll take it...”

After that, he reached out and pretended to take the card back.

The boy held the card in his hand, ”mine,” he fixedly looked at Qiao Lan and said, ”Give it to me, it's mine.”

”Yours, yours,” Qiao Lan stopped teasing him. ”Then you must help me keep it safe and don't lose it.”

The boy's eyes fixedly looked at her and promised, ”No.”

Qiao Lan couldn't help laughing again, and suddenly wanted to reach out and touch Tan Mo's hair, but Tan Mo definitely didn't like it, so she stopped.

After a while, Qiao Lan went out to help Aunt Chen clean up the kitchen, and Uncle Chen carefully glanced at Tan Mo's room.

After all, he was the one who took care of Tan Mo since he was born. Others can't tell how he can't see it. Although he still has no expression, the gloom and brain all over his body are gone before, and those eyes are bright like something.

Uncle Chen was surprised.

He put Qiao Lan at home to let Qiao Lan think about repairing the relationship between the two. He also thought that if it was too difficult, he would have to find a way to fuel the flames. After all, Qiao Lan is a half-sized baby.

In a blink of an eye, within ten minutes, Tan Mo seemed to have blossomed.

What did Qiao Lan say to Tan Mo?

Uncle Chen was curious.

Qiao Lan coaxed Tan Mo and came out to help Aunt Chen, but Aunt Chen was a person who couldn't help herself. She didn't let Qiao Lan do anything, but was busy inquiring.

Ask how Qiao Lan and Tan Mo met, how Tan Mo was at school, and so on.

Qiao Lan said one by one, Chen Auntie didn't know that Tan Mo had another side in school, and heard Qiao Lan say that Tan Mo was very smart, and asked him anything that could not help him, and she smiled extremely happily.

Uncle Chen was speechless, ”You let the two children talk, what can you say when an old lady is pulling the little girl.”

Qiao Lan smiled and said that there was nothing, but went to talk to Tan Mo.

Tan Mo was reading, and he was in pure English. Hearing Qiao Lan coming in, Tan Mo felt a little nervous again.

Qiao Lan didn't notice. She looked around Tan Mo's room. It was the largest bedroom in the room. It had a large space, including a balcony and a separate bathroom. In the bedroom, except for the bed, there is a desk, and the part next to the wall is a specially-made bookcase. There are no doors, just small lattices. From the wall of the house to the balcony, there are all books.

No matter how much Tan Mo has read, this collection is already amazing enough.

Qiao Lan had just been busy talking to Tan Mo before he had time to take a look, and now he was surprised afterwards, and then went to read the book Tan Mo was reading now.

”What is this?” Qiao Lan asked.

”Thesilkroads”, Tan Mo closed the book and handed it to Qiao Lan. After thinking about it, he added, ”It is a new world history by Peter Francopan, a professor of history at Oxford University. The rise of the empire, the glory of the Persian empire, and the Crusades have been written up to the Cold War between the US and the Soviet Union and the Iraq War in the Middle East. Because it is a new history of the Silk Road extended from China, the book is called the Silk Road. Would you like to read it? .”

Qiao Lan is quite interested in history, but even if she can pass CET-6 in English, it is still too difficult to read this kind of book unimpeded.

Especially there are too many rare vocabulary in it, Qiao Lan was very self-aware and retreated after reading a paragraph.

”I don't understand,” Qiao Lan answered honestly, ”Wait for my English to be better...”

Before he could say anything, Tan Mo suddenly turned his wheelchair and walked to the bookshelf behind. Qiao Lan was about to ask him what's wrong, and Tan Mo took a copy from the bookshelf and handed it to her.

The cover drawing that is exactly the same as the one in Tan Mo's hand is that there are more familiar Chinese characters on it.

English translation.

Qiao Lan was stunned, wondering if Tan Mo would have something that I couldn’t understand, so I looked at it, but it’s not right. Tan Mo stayed in the United States longer. English is better than Chinese. Why can I understand English? Specially bought the Chinese version?

Tan Mo handed her the book, ”This set is for you.”

Give...me.

Qiao Lan held the heavy book, ”Don't you read it?”

I bought it for you.

Tan Mo heart said.

At first I thought this book was good, so I wanted Qiao Lan to read it, so I bought the English translation, but I didn't expect that so many things happened in the middle, and the book was never sent out.

Now it happens to be shown to Qiao Lan.

Uncle Chen came in and saw Tan Mo sitting at the table, Qiao Lan sitting on the side of the bed and reading on the side of the table. The lighting was very suitable, not too bright or too dark. Although the two children did not speak, they sat quietly together. The look of reading a book made Uncle Chen's eyes sore, who had lived for almost sixty years.

Only they know that Tan Mo will always be alone in the past, which makes people sad.

Qiao Lan didn't need to go to work in a western restaurant. The pace of life suddenly slowed down, and the sudden increase in time made her feel a little extravagant.

The head teacher said that he could officially move to the dormitory after the day after tomorrow, so Qiao Lan spent another night at Tanmo's house.

In the evening, Aunt Chen cooks and cooks. The old man's craftsmanship is excellent. Qiao Lan listens to the old man while eating. Tan Mo doesn't eat much, so he circulates in the bowl with his chopsticks. Aunt Chen suddenly glanced at Tan Mo and smiled happily, then turned to Qiao Lan and said, ”Lan Lan, let me tell you a little secret about Mo Mo.”

”What?” Qiao Lan was curious.

”My Momo, when I'm nervous, I draw a circle on the bottom of the bowl with my chopsticks.”

Tan Mo, who was drawing circles at a loss, was stunned and immediately put down his chopsticks, just to witness all Qiao Lan, Aunt Chen and others, and laughed.

After watching the history of the world for half the night, Qiao Lan was full of maps in her dreams at night. After going to school the next day, Tan Mo brought Aunt Chen to make Qiao Lan an early morning.

Nutritious porridge, fried dumplings, milk, and a box of fruit.

Qiao Lan: ...

Still eating early with a complicated mood, he asked Tan Mo in a low voice, ”Don't you think it is heavy to bring so much.”

Tan Mo shook his head honestly. He put his schoolbag on his lap, and his legs were not conscious, and he didn't feel heavy.

Qiao Lan didn't relax after listening to Tan Mo's words, and her mood suddenly became more complicated.

She looked down at Tan Mo's legs.

It's the most basic courtesy to not speak short. Tan Mo doesn't like people saying that he has mental problems, and he certainly doesn't like people saying that his legs are, so Qiao Lan never actively mentions these problems.

But now Tan Mo took the initiative to mention it, Qiao Lan hesitated for a while and asked him carefully, ”Tan Mo, your leg, it's been nearly a year since the injury.”

Tan Mo didn't feel offended at all, and he thought about it seriously, ”One year, two months and fourteen days.”

”Did the doctor say anything.”