Chapter 81: Uneasy

There is a way to tease someone, and it's called natural teasing.

To paraphrase Tan Mo's thinking, he was really just being honest, he really thought that, so he said that.

Tan Mo was afraid to let Qiao Lan know his heart, so whatever he did, he suppressed it. Now that they are finally together, Tan Mo smartly realizes that Qiao Lan not only doesn't hate such a straightforward heart, but also likes it, so naturally, he has to say something about it.

Waking up early, coming to school early, isn't that why you can't wait because you want to so badly.

Tan Mo's words were natural, but Qiao Lan was aroused by Tan Mo without warning.

Bai Yu, who was about to talk after Qiao Lan, coincidentally heard Tan Mo's words, poor Bai Yu, a single dog, who didn't eat anything early in the morning, was fed a bellyful of dog food.

One side of the acid at the same time can not stop wondering, the school god before not quite introverted? How come he suddenly started to show off so openly after a winter vacation?

There's a saying that people in love are blind, and Qiao Lan and Tan Mo don't think anything of it, especially since their grades are so good that even the teachers turn a blind eye to them, so they're even more wild about it.

Tan Mo came early today and brought along Auntie Chen's freshly made shrimp crystal dumplings.

The skin is thin and translucent, the meat filling is full of bright color, neatly arranged, crystal clear, not too big and not too small just one bite.

Qiao Lan wasn't hungry, but the crystal dumplings were so tantalizing that Qiao Lan felt her stomach protesting.

Qiao Lan rare attention to the feelings of the surrounding students, after all, big morning everyone is hungry, their own direct such eating is not a little pull hate.

"Why," Tan Mo picks one up and hands the small fork to Qiao Lan, "try it, it won't be as fresh when it gets cold."

Qiao Lan was torn between her boyfriend's shrimp dumplings and the feelings of her classmates for less than a second, decisively choosing the former.

Classmates or whatever, it doesn't matter.

Auntie Chan's handiwork is still outstanding, the shrimp dumplings are soft and tasty, and the shrimp is only fresh and not fishy, it's simply delicious.

Tan Mo slowly opened another small box, inside were all kinds of cut fruits, each portion was small, but the variety was very large, and took out a red and large Chelsea inside and handed it to Qiao Lan's lips, "Eat some fruit."

Qiao Lan subconsciously prepared to bite directly, suddenly felt a burning line of sight, slightly hesitant and then silently turned back, sitting behind Qiao Lan Bai Yu nibbled on the cafeteria's white cake and pickles, with a look of resentment that human beings are inferior to dogs.

Qiao Lan: "......"

Qiao Lan eventually took over, asking Tan Mo if he wanted shrimp dumplings against the glare from behind him.

"I'm full."

"Really?"

Tan Mo propped up his head with his hand and looked at Qiao Lan, at home it was just that, in school it was so blatant, Qiao Lan was still thin-skinned after all, he picked up a book and put it in front of Tan Mo, "Don't look at me, look at the book."

"Not as good as you," Tan Mo refuses, "not looking."

Qiao Lan : "...... Ahem."

Tan Mo watched Qiao Lan white cheeks were again slightly powdered, setting off the already bright and beautiful features more and more moving.

And Qiao Lan doesn't seem like her usual self today.

Tan Mo looked at Qiao Lan from top to bottom several times, and finally settled on Qiao Lan's high ponytail, which gave Qiao Lan a cute and playful look. Qiao Lan's long hair has some natural curls at the end, and when Qiao Lan looks down, the end of her hair slides next to her cheek. Qiao Lan throws the high ponytail back, and then slides it back to the front a little while later.

This is the girl he's loved for two years.

That's his current girlfriend.

A girl who was so pretty and cute even down to her hair strands, a girl who could tease him just by sitting in front of him and doing nothing.

Qiao Lan finally finished eating before the homeroom teacher and the large group of students in the class arrived, and after putting away the small fork and the small lunch box, she touched her full stomach and Tan Mo whispered, "I don't dare to eat like this anymore."

Tan Mo was at a loss, "Why?"

"Afraid of gaining weight," Qiao Lan said, "don't you think I've gained weight lately?"

"No," Tan Mo answered quickly.

"There," Qiao Lan pinched her cheeks, "the face is rounded."

"No," he had memorized her appearance in his mind every day, so his observation was definitely much more accurate than Qiao Lan's, Tan Mo looked at Qiao Lan's hand and felt his own hand move stupidly, "It's good to be fat."

"Huh?"

This time Qiao Lan is confused.

Getting fat might not be so popular, Tan Mo thought childishly.

He looked at Qiao Lan's exquisite and incomparable features, so good looking, so beautiful, so it was too normal that so many people liked them.

This relationship was Tan Mo's wish, but now that they are finally together, Tan Mo is still in love with his humble love. He can't figure out why Qiao Lan likes him, he's a bad and unhealthy psychopath, and even in the end, he can only conclude that Qiao Lan takes pity on him.

But even that alone made him feel invaluable.

Tan Mo never had the confidence that he could hold on to this relationship.

So Qiao Lan, if he could have been less beautiful, less good, less popular, wouldn't there have been so many people coveting her, and then would he have been able to keep her by his side for a longer period of time?

But Tan Mo thinks that Qiao Lan would never like him to think like that, to make himself mediocre for his sake is too selfish and egotistical, isn't it?

If Qiao Lan doesn't like it, it goes without saying.

Getting her to like him was hard enough; he couldn't let Qiao Lan get a bad impression of him and become annoyed with him because she thought he was being selfish.

Tan Mo hides his true thoughts, using what he learned in the book in the movie, and laughs with Qiao Lan with his usual mimicry skills, "I mean it looks good when you're fat, I like you how you are."

Qiao Lan's brows were not traces of a frown, she couldn't say what was wrong, but she could still feel that this line of love was obviously not as moving as the last one that made her come to her heart.

Waiting for noon, Bai Yu ate his meal and watched Qiao Lan and Tan Mo chatting on WeChat, and really couldn't help but ask, "What happened to you two over winter vacation? Of course you two have been very abusive to dogs before, but before that you were just abusing a pug, today you can simply abuse a wolf dog."

Qiao Lan put away her cell phone and stated squarely, "If you feel that way, then you're right."

"What do you mean?"

"Tan Mo and I are officially together," Qiao Lan said without any hesitation, "the day before yesterday."

We were only together the day before yesterday?

"So what did you two count before?"

Qiao Lan hesitates after some thought, "Ambiguous period?"

"Then you two have been dating for a long time", Bai Yu didn't know what to say, even she thought Qiao Lan and Tan Mo had been together for a long time.

Tan Mo will arrive at school earlier in the morning, but still can't make it to the evening study session because he has to study free sparring as well.

Tan Mo compares boxing with studying with Qiao Lan and chooses to study at night without hesitation, but thinking about how incompetent he was when Qiao Lan was bullied, Tan Mo continues to study combat.

The more I learn, the grumpier I get. The more I learn, the more I regret not being tougher on the first day of school and letting Qiao Lan live in the school.

After a few days of classes, Tan Mo has completely felt the pain of early love.

There is so little time spent together, and the time spent together and alone, is almost non-existent.

It's too painful and overwhelming for Tan Mo, who has just entered into a relationship.

In addition to this, in school, there are people around all the time, not to mention kissing and hugging and such intimate behavior, even holding hands is not allowed, the class teacher can turn a blind eye, but if other teachers who do not know caught, the consequences will certainly not be too good.

Tan Mo craves and needs these intimate touches more than the average person.

After all the hugging and kissing, Tan Mo felt like a very sick man with skin hunger, craving contact with Qiao Lan all the time.

But in school, there was never such an opportunity.

Qiao Lan didn't know what was wrong with Tan Mo, but sensed that Tan Mo was slightly disturbed.

In the early spring of March, in front of the classroom, next to the blackboard has been hung on the countdown to the college entrance exams, the tension began to spread in the class, even Hao Ying such as students who are not too sad about the study, but also increased the intensity of the study. The weather has gradually warmed up, and the willows outside the window have begun to sprout and grow again, the tender yellow thin willows drooping down, with one or two naughty branches running into the window.

The classroom of the eighteenth class was on the first floor, and every summer, the lush trees outside the window shaded the classroom from the sun.

Qiao Lan looked at the tender willow branch sticking out of the window, and snapped off a small piece of it, the length of her index finger. Ever since she learned how to weave bracelets from Auntie Chen, Qiao Lan felt that her hands had become much more dexterous, and after a short while of fiddling with her fingers from side to side, she was able to weave a small finger ring.

Senior to, even the classroom is not as noisy as before, either in the head down to study, or lying on the table to rest a little rest, the classroom quiet, occasionally mixed with the sound of lowered voice of the conversation.

Tan Mo was reading a book when his left hand was suddenly pulled over by Qiao Lan. Tan Mo turned his head and saw Qiao Lan carefully putting a thin willow finger ring on his finger.

She wore it carefully, and when she finally got it on she said with a sigh of relief and slight self-satisfaction, "It's pretty much what I figured it would be."

Tan Mo looked at the pinky ring on her finger and was stunned for a moment, her mind blank.

Qiao Lan may have just gotten a little playful with this little thing, but it's as big as a river in Tan Mo's eyes.

Even though it's just a willow, it's on Tan Mo's finger.

After being with Qiao Lan, Tan Mo didn't dare to think about words like "future" and "forever", even though he had fantasized about it countless times before, but that was when they weren't together.

After being together, Tan Mo never dared to think that way.

The most he could think of at most was that they graduated together, went to the same college together, and that was about it, there were things he didn't dare touch, like the ring, like the wedding, or even, even more for unusual couples it was easy to think of children.

That's something Tan Mo doesn't dare to think about.

But Qiao Lan now wore a pinky ring on his finger, though it was only a small thing made of willow.

Tan Mo carefully unfolded her fingers and looked at the pinky ring on her finger, Qiao Lan came over and held out her own finger as well and said, "Look I have one too."

Two identical pinky rings, worn in exactly the same place, the two of them holding each other's fingers, the corners of Tan Mo's lips gently raised.

The bell rang and the teacher came in from outside the classroom to signal the start of the lesson, but Tan Mo still stared at the pinky ring on her finger, stretching her finger for a long time, then turning her palm over and looking at it for a long time, and finally clenching her fist gently.

The fingers pinched tightly there was force in the hand, and in a moment the thin, soft wicker interface was loose, complete with the finger ring, the

Broken.