Chapter 23

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date="2020-10-22"

title="Chapter 23"

weight="97130"

series = ["Guide To Raising the Sick Villain"]

mode = "manual"

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Qiao Lan stood at the entrance of the corridor and watched Chen Bo walk away. He was alone in the dark for a long time.

She lived for twenty years in her previous life. Since she was a child, she didn’t know who her parents were or what surnames were. Even the last name was chosen at random. The person who treated her best in her previous life was the kind aunt who sponsored her to go to high school. Then she was admitted to the university Qiao. Lan vowed to read her forever.

But before he had time, he became the current Qiao Lan. Just because he couldn't bear it, he cared about Tan Mo several times, but the boy gave her too much feedback.

Qiao Lan squatted down and buried his cheeks on his knees.

The book says AS disease is very difficult to have a friend, and once really have, it will become helpless do not know how to maintain, so the use of the most simple and crude way, it wants to Hello.

However, this is also great. Qiao Lan sighed in a long sigh. For the past twenty years, no one reminded her to wear a thick body when it snowed, and no one reminded her to bring an umbrella when it snowed. Not to mention sent her home specially.

After squatting for a few minutes, maybe ten minutes later, Qiao Lan went upstairs and returned to Qiao's house.

It was past 12 o'clock in the morning, and only Qiao Mu was not sleeping at home and was putting on a mask. He saw Qiao Lan come in and glanced at him, chattering casually, "I don't know what time I will come back, I don't know where to go when I can't find a person in the day, keep my voice down. Your brother just fell asleep."

Seeing Qiao Mu turning back to the room, Qiao Lan felt that he had returned to reality again.

Qiao Lan originally thought that due to the quarrel with Tang Qin, she might return to the situation where she was alienated from everyone at the beginning, but later discovered that it did not seem to be the case.

All age fifteen or sixteen, from the general terms of probability, nature is not all bad.

But maybe it’s because Tang Qin is not Chen Yaoyang, nor Song Yao. Her weight in the class is not big enough to make everyone else alienate Qiao Lan because of her attitude, so except for Tang Qin, she plays well. Among the girls, no one has changed much in attitude towards Qiao Lan.

Like Peining, there are several students sitting on the right in front of Qiao Lan. They still meet and greet and talk as they did in the past. Qiao Lan is very good at English and math, and some students will come to Qiao Lan when they are off get out of class.

However, for Tan Mo, most students still try to stay as far away as possible, but a small number of students have slowly changed.

Qiao Lan talks to Tan Mo every day, but Tan Mo didn’t hit people suddenly like Tang Qin said. He didn’t even speak loudly. He wasn’t crazy and didn’t look stupid. He didn’t talk to Qiao Lan. scary.

But Tan Mo didn't care about everything.

The only thing he can care about now is only one Qiao Lan.

Qiao Lan is playing with Peining at the same table and a few classmates in front of him.

I forgot who started it. They were all boys and girls of the same age. They were a little unconvinced when they talked and wanted to compare them. The girl sitting in front of Qiao Lan made questions and judges, Qiao Lan, Peining, and another boy.

The question is very simple, ten, Roman numerals just sort out the problem of the girls read a total of fifteen digits, three people who wrote more for whoever wins, the bet is simpler, two lollipops.

In Tan Mo's eyes, such games are boring.

He does not understand such a waste of time what is the point of the game.

But Qiao Lan was playing, so Tan Mo put down the book in his hand and watched them play.

Girls just write down the topic of fifteen digits, then clutching the note coughed twice, "Listen, ah, read it again, 2,4,5,0 ... 2.8, to not writing, pour tens in seconds, ten, nine, eight, seven ... "

Qiao Lan took out a pen and just wrote three numbers. Peining next to him suddenly shorted, "Eh eh eh what is the fifth one", and subconsciously glanced at Qiao Lan's side.

Qiao Lan pushed the person away and turned around, placing the notebook on Tan Mo's table.

Quickly wrote a number eight, until the ninth, when suddenly some can not remember in the end is a 7 or 8.

A question for the girls glanced at the other boys to write, not laugh, "You're wrong too outrageous, countdown friends ..."

Qiao Lan can't think of it anymore. Just about to write a random number on it, Tan Mo whispered in a low voice that only two people can hear, "846728."

Qiao Lan didn't even think about it and wrote everything directly as Tan Mo said.

Tan Mo stayed in a daze, she was not afraid that his memory was wrong.

The countdown for the girl in front was over, she quickly removed the notes from the hands of the three of them, and laughed after reading them, "How did you make the third number wrong? Peining wrong three numbers, eh, Qiao Lan It’s all right! I’ll just say that our girls’ memory is not worse than yours. You can see what Qiao Lan wrote..."

"That's Qiao Lan's memory, so it's not you..."

There was an uproar in front of him, Qiao Lan turned around and smiled and sighed at Tan Mo, "Why are you so good?"

The girl in front of her eyes was very dark and bright. Looking at him, she sighed from the heart. He was used to hearing people say he was crazy and stupid. He thought he was used to not feeling it anymore, but he heard Qiao Lan's words In a word, I still felt heartfelt joy.

Perhaps because of this sentence, perhaps because this man said these words.

Tan Mo clearly remembers how much torment he had to endure in school every day before meeting Qiao Lan, but now it seems that life at school has become less difficult.

This is beyond him alone, most comfortable state.

During the weekend, Tan Mo didn't go to the western restaurant. He found a very good book, and spent two days in it.

On Sunday night, Tan Fu came to see Tan Mo in his busy schedule.

Tan Mo did not live with Tan's father.

Tan Mo's parents were divorced before he remembered. After he was seven years old, as he got older, his mother finally found out that he was different from other children and took him to the United States for treatment.

A stay for seven years.

For his father, Tan Mo has no memories or feelings. After being taken over by Tan's father, he couldn't bear the noise of Tan's newly formed family. He found Tan's father and told Tan's father in words without a trace of emotion. Don't want to live with them.

So he lived with Chen Bo Chen, who had always taken care of him and his mother.

Tan-parent occasionally to look at him.

He thought of Tan Mo's sudden reluctance to go to school last week. He wanted to talk to Tan Mo, but found out that it was his one-man show. Tan Mo barely spoke and spoke a few times, which was the most useless nonsense.

Tanfu could only ask his assistant to hire a psychiatrist. After asking the doctor's attitude, he came to Tan Mo again.

He once felt that Tan Mo was autistic and xenophobic, so he asked him to go to school, to contact his peers, and to contact people. After communicating with the doctor, the doctor advised him not to do this, and Tan Fu hurriedly came to Tan Mo.

Tan-father remembered the words of a psychiatrist, the hearts of some bad.

He looked at Tan Mo's cold face and asked him how he had been this week recently.

Tan Mo looked up at him and said from the bottom of his heart, "Very good."

Tan Fu was a little skeptical, because Tan Mo didn't have a trace of expression on his face, and had nothing to do with being well.

He didn't know that his son's illness was called Asperger's disease. He didn't know that he had difficulty receiving feelings and expressing emotions. He only regarded Tan Mo as a normal autism and recalled what the doctor said.

Autistic children, because resistance to the outside world to resist trouble, so sometimes in order to avoid trouble will lie.

Tan's father looked at Tan Mo for a long time, and sighed after a long while, "I didn’t think about it at the beginning and forced you to go to school. Dad now understands slowly and knows that you don’t like going to school. If you don’t want to go then don’t go. Up."

Tan Mo gave Tan Fu a somewhat inexplicable look. He clearly said it was good, why Tan Fu seemed to have not heard it.

So he repeated again, "I said I'm fine, I want to go to school."

Tan-parent than to sit here and say these words, he prefers to go to school, sitting in front of the girls like to look at from time to time look back and smile.

Not wanting to say anything to Tanfu, Tan Mo pushed the wheelchair back to his room.

Today is Sunday, I can see Qiao Lan again tomorrow.

The next day he came to the school as before, pushed his wheelchair into the classroom, but when he saw Qiao Lan who was supposed to be sitting in front of him replaced by another girl, he was stunned.

His seat is still there, but sitting in front of the people, shall not be.

The seat is rotated once a week. Qiao Lan was still in front of him a week ago, but after a week, Qiao Lan also changed to another position.

She sat in the penultimate row of the second group, not very far from Tan Mo's position, but at this moment, Tan Mo gave birth to endless panic.

The newcomer at the front desk opened the window to its maximum, and the cold wind poured in from the window, and Tan Mo's uncomfortable face became paler.

Yesterday he stood in front of that is a very interesting book, but now it is a word not look.

He couldn't control it and looked in Qiao Lan's direction over and over again. He could see that she was listening to the class and writing at her, but he couldn't see her hair. He couldn't see that she often turned around and lay down on him. The dark smile in front of him turned.

It turned out that Qiao Lan didn't always sit in front of him. Next week, next week, he would sit further away from him.

Also feel good before the moment of campus life, the moment to restore the original appearance, leaving him even more than the original unbearable.

He turned his head stiffly and looked over again. Peining was writing something with Qiao Lan while holding a pen.

We are probably talking about a physical problem.

When sitting behind Qiao Lan, Qiao Lan would ask Peining physics questions from time to time.

In fact, he can also answer those questions. He would not think for a long time like Peining to get the answer. He can tell Qiao Lan the correct answer in a short time.

But now, he did not even say what their title, was unable to hear.

Tan Mo used to hate Peining, because Peining could see Qiao Lan's profile as soon as he turned his head, and he could touch her arm with any movement, but no matter what happened before, there was no such moment that made him unbearable.

Because Peining can not only talk to her casually, but now he can also follow her to another position.

And he will only get far.

He stared at Peining's back, and for the first time he had a strong, directional idea.

He wanted to sit in that position.

As soon as he turned his head, he could see Qiao Lan's location.