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Qiao Lan's face suddenly changed.

It wasn't because Tan Mo got into a fight, but Tan Mo met Ji Su.

If Ji Su hadn't said something, how could Tan Mo have fought.

When Qiao Lan ran over there, she realized that the classmate who had just come to inform her had been wrong in his description: it was not Tan Mo and Ji Su who were fighting, but Ji Su who was unilaterally being beaten up.

After all, Tan Mo had practiced, Ji Su was a weak scholar, Tan Mo let Ji Su one hand Ji Su couldn't even beat him.

Qiao Lan was unkindly relieved, but when he heard a nearby student say that he would go to the teacher, Qiao Lan suddenly accelerated his steps and went forward to break Tan Mo's hand that was holding Ji Su's collar.

"Momo, Momo", Qiao Lan broke Tan Mo's hand but couldn't break it, she looked back sharply and called out to Tan Mo, Tan Mo's eyes then slowly moved to her face, the hand holding Ji Su slowly loosened to hold Qiao Lan.

Qiao Lan could feel Tan Mo's hand trembling, and the anger that had just been suppressed suddenly rose again, and when she was about to say something, Ji Su, who was next to her, straightened her clothes and said.

"If you didn't feel the same way yourself why would you get angry and go straight for it, you see all the other people around you, what they'll say when the day is over, and what Qiao Lan will be talked about because of it, you can't help it because you're born that way..."

Tan Mo's fists suddenly clenched once again, Qiao Lan turned her head and saw the dean who immediately rushed over, holding Tan Mo's fists, "Momo, Momo, wake up..."

"How is he sober", Ji Su said, "You don't know him ......"

"You shut up!"

Qiao Lan couldn't bear to speak.

She can't let Tan Mo stay here, she can be completely immune to Ji Su's words but Tan Mo can't, not to mention that Ji Su herself is studying psychology, every word pokes at Tan Mo's heart, Tan Mo might be stimulated by that word.

Qiao Lan grabbed Tan Mo's hand and said to him over and over again, "Momo, be obedient, you go ahead and wait for me in the car first, okay."

Tan Mo's eyes slowly shifted down to Qiao Lan's face, stared at her for a long time, and then turned around and went downstairs without saying a word.

Ji Su smiled and watched Tan Mo leave before he said with Qiao Lan, "Look, you know he's with trouble too."

That's why we let him go first.

Qiao Lan turned her head and looked up at the boy in front of her.

It's clear that he has a harmless and gentle demeanor, but time and time again, he does this kind of thing.

Qiao Lan gave a laugh, "Don't think of me in your mind, I'm only afraid of him being disciplined, if there weren't so many people around even if you were beaten to the point of hospitalization I wouldn't say a word."

Ji Su put away his smile.

All around are watching the students, after all, whether it is Qiao Lan or Ji Su Tan Mo are school celebrities, are love gossip age, although it is not good to go up to hear clearly what they say, but does not affect some people to watch the fun.

"You'll regret it", Ji Su finally spoke after a moment of silence, "You'll realize in years to come how right I was in my persuasion that psychologically sick people shouldn't be ...... in the first place."

"None of this has anything to do with you", Qiao Lan interrupted Ji Su, and after a pause looked up at Ji Su and suddenly said, "Senior, do you know about paranoia and delusion?"

Ji Su froze, not realizing for a moment why Qiao Lan was asking.

"The more you can't get the more you crave, always think you are completely right, never stop until you reach your goal, if the condition is a little more serious it is likely to be schizophrenic. Senior if you really have nothing to do, have time to go to see a psychiatrist, sick is not scary, sick do not know but also run out to wreak havoc on others is very scary."

Qiao Lan didn't understand what Ji Su's inexplicable persistence was all about at first, and it wasn't until she thought about the fact that Ji Su might also have a mental illness that she slowly gained a sense of perspective.

It's not unfathomable to grow up in a dysfunctional family and thus become dysfunctional yourself.

Ji Su is finally not the calm person she was before, a person who hates mental illness is suddenly told one day that she is also mentally ill, think not so easy to accept.

Looking at Ji Su standing rigidly in place, Qiao Lan felt her heart finally feel a little more comfortable, and when she turned to leave, she remembered something and turned her head to say to Ji Su.

"The professional ethics of a psychiatrist is not to use his expertise against his patients, whether you succeed in your studies later on or not, you don't deserve to be a psychiatrist, Ji Su good luck with that."

Bypassing the crowd of students watching, Qiao Lan descended the stairs and took a long breath before heading to where Tan Mo usually parked his car.

But when we got there, Qiao Lan suddenly froze. There was no Tan Mo or car in the usual parking place.

Qiao Lan busy took out his cell phone to Tan Mo call, the phone dialed over the phone but the phone has been turned off.

The sky was filled with fine snowflakes, which fell on Qiao Lan's cheeks. Qiao Lan felt a sudden coldness on her cheeks, and suddenly her whole heart trembled, and she almost couldn't stand on her legs.

Dusty memories that she had forgotten were suddenly dredged up.

College, freshman year, end of semester, snowing.

Tan Mo, suicide.

Qiao Lan just felt her brain was heavily smashed, her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe a little, she didn't know where to go, but her legs were already running frantically and uncontrollably.

Qiao Lan felt her tears start to fall uncontrollably as she called Tan Mo unceasingly from her cell phone, but there was no answer from the other side. She comforted herself in her heart that she wouldn't, even if Ji Su did say something, Tan Mo wouldn't be able to do that.

He is no longer the Tan Mo of the past, he already has someone he loves, and someone who loves him very much, how can he let go of that.

But Qiao Lan is still afraid of the so-called destiny, of the ending that the book has already set for Tan Mo.

She called Tan Mo's roommate and Uncle Chen, her Auntie Chen, but got nowhere.

Qiao Lan crumpled into a crouch, wondering how long it would be before someone slowly stepped through the snow to her.

Qiao Lan lifted her head, Tan Mo stood in front of her gazing at her, and after a long time slowly crouched down.

Qiao Lan was in awe for a long time, then suddenly raised her hand and hit Tan Mo hard on the arm as tears rolled down her cheeks.

Tan Mo didn't say anything and took the person into his arms, stroking her hair after a long time, "Good girl, don't cry."

Qiao Lan cried more and more fiercely, pulled back from the edge of running away, the feeling of having been robbed of her life made her unable to control her emotions at all, she wanted to scold him and hit him, but in the end, she just hugged Tan Mo tightly, as if she was afraid that he would disappear again all of a sudden.

Tan Mo sighed, Qiao Lan's hiding from him, his anger towards Qiao Lan, Ji Su's fear that was rooted in the deepest part of his heart, all of these emotions disappeared in the sound of Qiao Lan's crying.

Ji Su says that people born with mental illness don't deserve love, Qiao Lan will leave him one day, and no one can love or accept a mental illness for long.

Ji Su said that because of him Qiao Lan was criticized, because of his reasons to become a loner and be disliked, that she could have studied her favorite profession and have a rich and interesting life like other girls, instead of giving up her own life for him to become like this, that if he really loved her then he should have left her earlier, and that there would be a better and more normal person to take care of Qiao Lan, and that he would have been a good person to take care of her. Lan.

Every word was like a knife to the heart, and for the first time Tan Mo lost control of himself and hit someone, he heard screams all around him, and heard Qiao Lan shouting his name one by one to let go of him.

Letting go. Why are you letting go?

Is she heartbroken or does she think he did wrong?

Tan Mo suddenly didn't want to hear or see Ji Su anymore, and he turned his head away from there.

He didn't know where he was going, he didn't dare to guess what Qiao Lan and Ji Su were talking about, and he didn't dare to think that Qiao Lan would leave him.

Turning off her cell phone because she was scared and driving around with no idea where she was going until all her thoughts regained their composure, Tan Mo suddenly slapped herself and turned her head to reach for her cell phone.

Seeing the countless caller IDs on his cell phone, he opened it to confirm Qiao Lan's location and drove in the direction where Qiao Lan was.

The girl sitting under the streetlight, hugging her knees, suddenly overlapped with the way she had looked three years ago.

He also picked up this girl squatting on the side of the road three years ago, and it has been his lifelong thought ever since.

Tan Mo stepped forward and looked at Qiao Lan, who was staring blankly with tear-stained face, her heart suddenly ached, and her heart ached beyond measure.

Remembering the thoughts of the chaotic moments just before, Tan Mo was a little afraid to look into Qiao Lan's eyes again.

Carefully wiping the tears from Qiao Lan's face and carefully cupping her cheeks, even her voice trails off.

"I'm sorry," Tan Mo said.

Qiao Lan's tears fell again with a click.

"Why are you leaving," Qiao Lan heard her shaky voice.

"Because I'm afraid you won't want me."

Qiao Lan's grip on Tan Mo's hand tightened for a long time before he spoke again, "Then why come back."

"Because I love you," Tan Mo cupped her face and kisses fell softly on her lips, "and because I believe you love me just as much."

From the day he got together with Qiao Lan, Tan Mo could never believe that Qiao Lan would love him, much less that Qiao Lan would love him forever, no matter how sweet they were together or how long they had been together.

This is an inferiority complex that he simply cannot avoid when facing Qiao Lan.

But it was only today that Tan Mo realized that at some point he had started to believe that Qiao Lan was in love with him.

With her actions and heart, this girl has made a home for him in the harbor of love.

r to make him less frightened and less upset.

It made him feel an immense sense of peace and warmth in his heart whenever he thought of the name Qiao Lan.

So how could such a Qiao Lan not want him.

Because I love you, I won't leave you.

Thought it was even more important to know that you loved me too, so I wouldn't leave you.

Tan Mo crouched down and put the crying girl on her back.

"Lie down well", carrying the person lying on his back more steadily, his feet stepping forward step by step on the snowflakes that were gradually piling up and thickening, feeling Qiao Lan's hands tightly embracing him, his lips lifted up in a smile.

Stay down.

Together.

Going home.