Chapter 43: The end of the line

It's been six months since I last left Qiao's family, and in that time Qiao Lan has had no contact with Qiao's family, except for a single contact from Qiao's mother, according to her senior class teacher.

She lives in a dormitory during the week, but on weekends, Auntie Chen calls her home for dinner.

It's the end of the week, and Bai Yu, who is very close to Qiao Lan in her dormitory, casually asks her, "Are you going home?"

"Yeah", it's actually going to Tan Mo's house.

Bai Yu quickly gathered his things, "Let's go to my house next week, my mom said she wants to meet you."

"What do you want to see me for? What did you say to your mom?"

Bai Yu winks, "Let's just say my top bunk is the best studying and best looking girl in the whole grade."

Qiao Lan almost spit out a mouthful of water, "Stop it I'm scared of you."

"What are you afraid of, I'll tell you the truth", Bai Yu was happy for a long time, "I'll leave now, remember to go home and tell your parents to come to my house next week."

"Got it", Qiao Lan waved her hand, going back to pack her bag and left the school gate, Uncle Chen and Tan Mo were already waiting in the car for a while.

After getting into the car, Uncle Chen and Qiao Lan chatted, and Tan Mo listened to them quietly as usual. After waiting for a while, Qiao Lan remembered Bai Yu's invitation, and turned to Tan Mo and Uncle Chen, saying, "I almost forgot, I have something to do next week, so I won't come over."

"Yes," Tan Mo turned to her.

Uncle Chen also looked at Qiao Lan in the rearview mirror, "Your parents called."

"That's not true", Qiao Lan said, "My roommate said she wants me to come over to her house next week."

"That's good," Uncle Chen nodded, "You young people should make more friends."

Tan Mo's hand hidden to the side was unnaturally clenched, silently looking out of the car window at the scenery skimming by so quickly, no one knew what he was thinking.

Every week when Qiao Lan comes over, Auntie Chen prepares a special feast, and when Qiao Lan tries to help Auntie Chen wash the dishes after eating, Auntie Chen throws her out and tells her to go talk to Tan Mo.

Qiao Lan smiled and went out of the kitchen, and when she found Tan Mo, she was reading again.

Qiao Lan sat next to her and cocked her head for a long time before saying, "Tan Mo, sometimes you can look at something other than books, TV shows and movies, which are much more intuitive than books you read specifically on character emotion interpretation."

Tan Mo closed the book and said in a light tone, "Look at what."

Qiao Lan was just giving her opinion, but she didn't expect Tan Mo to take it so quickly, and thought for a moment, "I think you'd be interested in sci-fi movies, but I'd recommend watching some emotionally oriented movies as appropriate."

Love, affection, friendship, etc., all of it.

"I can't think of anything specific at the moment, so look online sometime for those classic movies that are great."

Tan Mo takes out his cell phone and taps a few times, searching for a bunch of titles, all of which are world-famous movies, such as Pianist on the Sea, Titanic, and Ai Dehua's Scissorhands, to name a few.

So on that day, Qiao Lan accompanied Tan Mo and Uncle Chen to sit in the living room and finish watching Pianist at Sea.

Watching the movie is a process, and the main goal is for Tan Mo to perceive the feelings that the movie is trying to express, the pianist's love for music, the innocence of the things he loves, born on that big boat and silenced with it in the endless ocean.

Auntie Chen is in tears, Uncle Chen keeps sighing, and only Tan Mo is as cold as ever.

After the final sinking of the ship, Qiao Lan asks Tan Mo if he knows why the pianist didn't choose to get off the ship, and Tan Mo, still staring at the screen, gives the exact answer.

He can speak of innocence and freedom, which makes Qiao Lan very happy.

However, Qiao Lan was disappointed when she saw the end of the movie, but she was still not feeling anything at all.

Qiao Lan breathed out to comfort herself, she couldn't eat a fatty in one bite, everything had to be done slowly, it was good enough to feel the emotions that the pianist aspired to, the emotions that the audience should have, could be progressed slowly.

"When you have time in the future, look up a movie, and if I'm not around, look up the reviews and compare the difference between when you've seen it and when other people have seen it."

Tan Mo subconsciously wanted to ask where you went without me, but then suddenly remembered that Qiao Lan would be going to her roommate's house next week, so she pursed her lips and didn't say anything.

By the time we returned to school the following week, the approach of November had made students restless again.

In addition to the 11th vacation, what makes everyone more excited is that three days before the 11th vacation, the school is preparing for a three-day athletic meet.

What does sports mean? It means not having to get up early, not having to go to class, being free to bring your cell phone with you

The P.E. member stands at the podium to count the students who have signed up for the games, while the classroom teacher stands off to the side for ready reference.

Chen Yaoyang and Hao Ying like to play basketball, but unfortunately the attached middle school is held in the track and field games will not be basketball games, so both of them wilted, the homeroom teacher stared at the list for a long time, and then eyeballed around the class, dabbing the names of five or six tall boys, including Chen Yaoyang and Hao Ying two people.

"What's the point of growing so tall and not participating, one for each"

Hao Ying, Chen Yaoyang et al.

The P.E. committee members looked like they didn't care about me, and in the end, Hao Ying and Chen Yaoyang chose the discus throw and the long jump, leaving the running to the other guys.

When the homeroom teacher finished arranging the boys and started arranging the girls, Qiao Lan had a bad feeling about it, and the next moment she was named by the homeroom teacher.

"Qiao Lan I heard you run every night, how come you signed up for a one hundred meter relay participate in all positive, add an eight hundred for Qiao Lan."

Qiao Lan ""

The boys and girls in the class all look at Qiao Lan and say how miserable you are.

Qiao Lan sighed, running was fine, she did have to run several laps around the playground every night, she just didn't want to participate, that 4x100 meter relay, or there just weren't enough people to put it together.

There are just too few girls in science classes.

When all the enrollment is over, the homeroom teacher calls on Qiao Lan and gives her a job.

On the day of the field day, each class had to walk in a square, and each class chose a girl to walk in front and hold up a sign. The homeroom teacher didn't let everyone choose, but just decided on Qiao Lan, and after that, several boys cheered.

For no other reason than the guy holding up the sign has a set dress code.

Some of the girls in the class were envious, but no one refuted the class teacher's opinion. For a girl like Qiao Lan, who was a top student and a good-looking and tall girl, no one could think of a way to oppose her.

A class meeting session passed by, and after the class ended, the students who passed by casually joked with Qiao Lan, who turned to Tan Mo and asked him, "Are you coming to the fields days?"

Tan Mo doesn't usually come to study nights, and there's almost a 100 percent chance that he won't come to the Games.

Tan Mo kept his pen in his hand and said, "Not coming."

He couldn't get involved in what he was coming to do, and the Games two had nothing to do with him at all.

Qiao Lan had expected this but was still disappointed, she wanted Tan Mo to be more in touch with the crowd but then again it was torture for Tan Mo to see the other people in the ring running around.

Thinking about it, Qiao Lan thought that Tan Mo might as well stay home and read books and watch movies.

The conversation ended there, Qiao Lan sighed as she lay down on the table, she still wanted to persuade Tan Mo to go for treatment as soon as possible, Tan Mo could still feel the nerves in his leg, but if he delayed it for a long time, it might be really hard to save him.

But she didn't quite dare to say it.

Uncle Chen said that the scar on Tan Mo's leg was made by Tan Mo himself when they forced him to receive treatment.

In the evening, he dragged Bai Yu to run laps, and in the morning, after morning study, Tan Mo brought Auntie Chen's cut fruits to Qiao Lan.

Qiao Lan handed Tan Mo those very sweet fruits as usual and ate while listening to Tan Mo's daily lectures to himself.

Qiao Lan remembered how she felt when Hao Ying approached her about her problems recently, and suddenly asked Tan Mo, "Tan Mo, will you get tired of lecturing me about problems like this every day."

Tan Mo looked up, his beautiful eyes fixed on her, "Why do you ask."

Qiao Lan glanced to the left and right, then leaned close to Tan Mo and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Because I'm a bit annoyed by Hao Ying's daily questions."

Tan Mo was stunned and suddenly laughed.

The sunlight lazily reflected on Tan Mo's body, and the teenager's cold features, under the smile, looked so good that it made people shake their eyes.

Xiang Xiaohan, who was sitting behind Qiao Lan and Tan Mo, couldn't help but remember the first day he met Tan Mo.

That day was also reflected in the early morning morning light, Tan Mo eyes curved, he was struck by the delicate and incomparable face of the young man, stunned in place.

By magic, she took the seat behind Tan Mo and Qiao Lan.

However, nearly a month has passed, Tan Mo has never said a word to her, even when she took the initiative to greet Tan Mo, Tan Mo did not respond even a little bit, not to mention showing such a smile to her.

Xiang Xiaohan suddenly felt some irony.

She's not as good as Qiao Lan's grades, she's not as good looking as she is, and it's okay for people to think that, but who is Tan Mo to think that?

Xiang Xiaohan sometimes wanted to be direct and sarcastic, but every time he saw Tan Mo's gentleness and patience when dealing with Qiao Lan, all of his grievances changed in an instant.

Just now Tan Mo smiled at Qiao Lan again, Xiang Xiaohan bit his lip and cleared the complex expression of emotion from his face, his voice sounding natural and cheerful, "Tan Mo, you tutor Qiao Lan every day, so help me out when you have time."

Qiao Lan glanced at Tan Mo, who's grin was gone in an instant, and he gave Xiang Xiaohan a cold look.

Xiang Xiaohan was pinned in place by Tan Mo's undisguised icy sight, and the smile on his face suddenly became a bit untenable.

"No time."

Tan Mo said, then turned his head to refocus on Qiao Lan.

Xiang Xiaohan hurriedly looked around, saw that someone was already looking this way, and awkwardly scratched the corner of his shirt.

Xiang Xiaohan only felt frustrated when he caught a glimpse of Tan Mo talking to Qiao Lan. Tan Mo said that there was no time, because all the time was spent on Qiao Lan.

But why is Tan Mo so nice to Qiao Lan?

I heard from many people that Qiao Lan took good care of Tan Mo when she was a senior in high school, so Tan Mo has always been very nice to Qiao Lan as well.

But is it really just that?

After all, Qiao Lan is so pretty that even a guy like Hao Ying is interested in her, will Tan Mo think so?

But how dare a man like him have thoughts about Qiao Lan? Could Qiao Lan actually know something?

Xiang Xiaohan suddenly shuddered, and looked up at Qiao Lan and Tan Mo, who were talking with Qiao Lan, Tan Mo's line of sight falling firmly on Qiao Lan, as if there was no one else in the world.

Xiang Xiaohan Thinking again about what he had just thought of, his heart surged with an indescribable strangeness.