Chapter 65: Gap

Tan Mo loves watching Marvel, but today's Marvel movie is definitely the best one, not only the first time to sit in a movie theater with normal people, the first time to wear 3d glasses to watch a 3d movie, but also to sit with Qiao Lan, and the people I like, to feel everything I've never felt before.

He's finally out into the new world, and he's out into the new world with his favorite person by his side.

He could hear the occasional passing man or woman say they were a good match, and watch the many people who couldn't help but look back as they walked by, a sweet misunderstanding that mesmerized him more and more.

As if that would fool myself, as if everything were real.

But by the time we got back to school, it seemed like this sweet torture was just beginning.

The reason is simple: Tan Mo and Qiao Lan were out for a movie and shopping when their classmates from the same school bumped into them. A couple of boys went to see a Marvel movie, and saw Tan Mo and Qiao Lan in their "couple's clothes", holding hands and buying popcorn together.

Watching a movie together and holding hands, what is this if not a couple?

Although since Tan Mo returned to school, many people thought that the two might have been together, but in the end it was just speculation, after all, even the students of the 18th class did not see the two too intimate movements.

Now someone has finally bumped into Tan Mo and Qiao Lan, who are not classmates but are famous enough to be recognized, not to mention photographed, in the middle of the school.

A week passes, and Tan Mo and Qiao Lan know nothing about their relationship, while others have already decided that they are a couple.

Hao Ying was completely hurt this time.

Although the rumor mill was already buzzing, Hao Ying's daily observations showed that Qiao Lan Tan Mo hadn't been getting too close except for talking together, and then it all came to a head.

You can't even play dumb if you want to.

Hao Ying was so resentful that he didn't even want to listen to the lesson, his eyes stared grudgingly at the back of Qiao Lan's head, staring for half a day before shifting to Tan Mo.

It's sadder and more suffocating.

He defended himself against everyone, including Chen Yaoyang and the boys from other classes who were after Qiao Lan, but not against Tan Mo.

In fact, at the beginning, she was still on the defensive, noticing that Qiao Lan and Tan Mo had been extraordinarily close to each other before, but later, with Tan Mo's departure, Hao Ying gradually forgot about it.

But who would have thought that Tan Mo, who disappeared for almost a year, is back, not only back but also back in one piece, not even giving Hao Ying time to get used to it, directly abducting Qiao Lan.

The more Hao Ying thought about it, the more she was frustrated and saddened, but when she was done with her frustration and sadness, she realized that it would have been of no use at all if Tan Mo had been the one to do it. In retrospect, it seems that there is a wall between Tan Mo and Qiao Lan that no one can penetrate.

It is precisely because of this that Hao Ying becomes more desperate and realizes more clearly that she seems to have no chance.

Compared to others, I'm quite superior, but compared to Tan Mo, where is she superior?

Come to think of it, only height can beat Tan Mo. Hao Ying is 5'8", Tan Mo is not yet 5'8".

But with a reputation as a genius, Tan Mo's height doesn't diminish his appeal much, and Tan Mo's height is getting taller with the naked eye.

The two years delayed because of his disability began to fill in quickly after Tan Mo worked out and supplemented like crazy, and in just over two months, many of Tan Mo's previous pants were replaced with new ones.

Qiao Lan and Tan Mo were walking side by side talking, and when they turned their heads, they could see the teenager's delicate jawline, and were about to say something but were instantly distracted by the height difference between them.

"Momo," Qiao Lan said after looking Tan Mo over from bottom to top, reaching out and comparing, "have you grown taller?"

Qiao Lan is 170, which is quite tall for a girl, so she didn't feel any height difference when she talked to Tan Mo before, but today she suddenly had a height difference.

"Well", Tan Mo mentioned height seems to be in a good mood, lips raised with a smile, the afterglow glanced around the classmates looking this way again, deliberately lowered his head and said in Qiao Lan's ear, "Now 181."

Qiao Lan:?

Three centimeters taller in two months?

Tan Mo's eyes reflected the girl's surprised look, the eyes of the smile deeper a few points, he is too much like this angle now this height to see Qiao Lan, he can look at the unbridled, look at her long and thick as a small fan like eyelashes, look at her high nose and red lips, but will not be found by her.

Qiao Lan didn't know what Tan Mo was thinking, she remembered that the Internet once said that 179 is the watershed of the height of the boys, 180 and 178 is only a difference of two centimeters, but give people the feeling to go completely different.

Looking at Tan Mo nowadays, Qiao Lan agrees wholeheartedly, only three centimeters taller, but she looks at Tan Mo again and already has to look up.

And with Tan Mo sure to go even higher after that, the late adolescence of a teenager can be a bit scary.

Qiao Lan suddenly felt something new; the teenager she had once been crouching down to take care of and talk to had turned out to be much taller than her.

Senior life, every day seems to be too short and somewhat insufficient, midterm exams, Tan Mo after Qiao Lan's recent dutiful biology "teaching", the lack of biology scores soared, quickly catch up and catch up with their own little teacher, and the overall score is back to the first place.

Everyone was as if they had expected this result, there was no surprise or dismay, just a lot of people sighing a sentence that the school's rule of not allowing early love did not include the school god and the school bully.

The physics teacher even intentionally named Tan Mo after Qiao Lan in class, with an I-know-it-all look on his face, not at all like the ferocious look of those who wanted to strangle early love in the cradle.

The homeroom teacher remembers that a month ago, Qiao Lan promised him that he had never been in a relationship with Tan Mo, but it hasn't even been a month, and even a few of the other teachers in the office know about it.

The homeroom teacher felt that this was not a good influence, and was going to ask Qiao Lan and Tan Mo to have a talk again, but she happened to hear the conversation between Tan Mo and Qiao Lan, Qiao Lan said that next time she would definitely surpass Tan Mo, Tan Mo smiled and said, "Waiting for you."

Seeing this kind of early love filled with "good learning" and "progress" atmosphere, the class teacher was torn for a long time, and finally decided to turn a blind eye.

Forget it.

Inevitably, some students can't stop being sour, saying that school rules are like farts for good students these days, and they end up being disliked by so many people.

Do you know what a healthy relationship is? If you have the ability to get good grades to the extent of Tan Mo Qiao Lan, then you want to go to heaven no one will care about you.

Everyone except Bai Yu thinks that she and Tan Mo are really in love, Qiao Lan from the beginning will still explain, explain to the end simply do not explain, neither the need to explain, also do not want to explain.

I'm really mean, Qiao Lan thought, taking advantage of Tan Mo again.

Luckily, Tan Mo is a dumbass in this regard and doesn't know anything about it.

The weather in the north, change when it says, winter comes when it says, suddenly the temperature dropped, the whole s city ushered in a flu. Influenza came with a vengeance, the demand for paper towels in the school supermarket increased instantly, and the flow of people going to the school nurse's side to get medicine also increased violently.

Qiao Lan has been fed by Tan Mo for nearly two years, and insisted on running every day, so her health is very good, but she can't stop someone in the dormitory from catching a cold, one infected two, two infected three, and finally she didn't escape from the clutches of the flu.

It was below zero and cold outside, and the classroom was heated, but definitely not too warm.

I already had a headache when I woke up early to memorize, and when morning study began, the buzzing sound of students memorizing lingered in my ears, and my already disorganized head became heavier, and with Bai Yu blowing his nose once every two minutes at the back of the room, Qiao Lan fell asleep on the table.

It's still in the morning study hall, it's not the end of class yet, it's not the right time to go to sleep, Qiao Lan slept uneasily, I don't know how long it took, she raised her head to look toward the podium, didn't see the English teacher come in, and squinted drowsily again.

After that, it seems that when the class ended, Waterwood Carnival's "A Lifetime of You" sounded, Qiao Lan finally fell asleep at ease, until a cool hand gently fell on her forehead, a sudden coolness that made Qiao Lan suddenly woke up, she opened her eyes sideways, and met Tan Mo's beautiful light brown eyes.

The teenager was slightly overwhelmed as if he had done something wrong, his eyes fluttering slightly, yet he still leaned in close to her and asked Qiao Lan in a whisper, "Is it because my hands are too cold."

He had warmed his hands for a while before he went to test Qiao Lan's temperature, but it was still cold.

Qiao Lan shook her head, "No," she had no strength at all and her eyes were a little disoriented as she stared at the teenager's withdrawn hand, only to find a telltale bruise on her pale wrist.

The warmer hand grabbed Tan Mo's wrist, and Tan Mo did not know whether it was because of the pain of being grabbed, or because of being scalded by the warmth of Qiao Lan's hand, and shuddered gently.

Probably because of the high fever, Qiao Lan's courage was a bit bigger, her voice was slightly hoarse, with a soft tone that she didn't even realize, and her fingertips scraped over the bruise, causing Tan Mo's body to stiffen.

"What's going on here."

"It was an accidental bump," Tan Mo said.

It was actually an injury sustained while learning free sparring.

Qiao Lan stares at the bruise for a long moment before letting go.

"Stupid."

Even the voice of reproach was soft enough to make the heart tremble.

Tan Mo took a deep breath and averted her gaze from Qiao Lan's cheek.

"You have a fever."

"Well," Qiao Lan re-buried her cheek into her buried arm, "a little low-grade fever, I'll just squint for a while."

The teenager beside her stopped talking, and Qiao Lan drifted off to sleep again, not knowing for how long, when Tan Mo, who still had the chill of the outside air on her, woke her up.

Water just warm enough to drink, medicine wrapped in paper towels, the teenager's slender eyelashes drooped as he looked down and carefully divided a large tablet into four.

"Where's the medicine."

"Infirmary," Tan Mo said, handing Qiao Lan her medicine, "take it and go back to sleep, I talked to the teacher for the next class."

"Hmmm", Qiao Lan finished her medicine and continued to lie down on the table, after a long time, there was a heavy weight on her shoulders, a jacket was draped over her shoulders, Qiao Lan smelled the familiar freshness that she once smelled in Tan Mo's closet, and raised her eyes again, she saw that Tan Mo was wearing nothing but a thin woolen sweater with a school uniform jacket.

Qiao Lan took off the clothes she was wearing and tried to return them, but they were stubbornly re-draped over Tan Mo's shoulders, and the teenager leaned in close to whisper in her ear, "I'm not cold."

Qiao Lan looked at the thin clothes he was wearing.

How can it not be cold.

"It really isn't cold," Tan Mo whispered with a smile as he re-dressed her, his cool fingers gently brushing against Qiao Lan's cheek, "You forget, I don't feel cold."

Qiao Lan's chest is suddenly sour.

Bai Yu, who had been sitting at the back of the room and witnessed the whole thing, looked at the slumped Qiao Lan, then looked at Tan Mo, who was only wearing a thin school uniform, blew his unventilated nose, and finally couldn't bear it any longer and shouted angrily toward his classmates, "I'm sick!"

The table looks confused, "I know," you're running out of a roll of paper for an early study session.

"You don't have any indication?"

"Didn't I contribute all my paper to you?"

Bai Yu: "......"

"I'm cold."

"So?"

"Give me the jacket."

"What am I going to wear? The heater's like a fake, and it's so cold in the classroom?"

Bai Yu: "......"

Roll on roll on roll on roll on!