Tan Mo's hand on the wheelchair trembled slightly. For a moment, he didn't know what to do and didn't know what to do.

Shouldn't Qiao Lan be sitting in the seat furthest away from him? Why did she suddenly sit in the seat closest to him?

Tan Mo then realized that not only did Qiao Lan change her seat, but all the other students had also changed their seats. Qiao Lan had rotated to this seat like everyone else.

She didn't deliberately change her seat here. Tan Mo let out a sigh of relief in his heart, but then it was accompanied by another dense emotion.

If Tan Mo could sense it, then this emotion would be called disappointment.

However, Tan Mo didn't quite understand. He carefully went to the seat that he had been familiar with for more than two months, but suddenly there was a novelty that he wasn't used to. He didn't even make a sound when he put his bag into the hole in the table.

Because Qiao Lan was lying on the desk sleeping.

It seemed like she had never been this tired in school before. She was always looking down at her books between classes.

Why was she suddenly lying on the desk today?

Was it because she was working too hard, or was it because she didn't come to school for the past two days?

Tan Mo didn't know. He had never communicated with Qiao Lan normally before.

However, when he raised his head again, she was really close.

So close that he could see her high ponytail. Bathed in the morning sun, he could see every strand of her hair clearly. His extraordinarily sharp nose could even smell the faint smell of laundry detergent.

He shouldn't stare at her like this, Tan Mo thought. He knew that no one liked being stared at like this. Many people had said that he was crazy because of his behavior.

They said that his eyes were scary.

However, Qiao Lan was sleeping, wasn't she? He was looking at her back, wasn't he? He had never been so close to her, so it was fine as long as she didn't notice.

However, in the next moment, Qiao Lan, who was lying on the desk sleeping, woke up. Tan Mo, who didn't have time to withdraw his gaze, met Qiao Lan's eyes unexpectedly.

Tan Mo's heart suddenly trembled for a moment. He hurriedly withdrew his gaze, but then he heard the girl's slightly hoarse voice.

Her originally clear and pleasant voice was slightly hoarse. Perhaps it was because she had just woken up from a short dream, but there was a hint of laziness in her voice. It was natural and affectionate.

"You're here." She turned around and put her arm on the back of the chair to look back at him. Suddenly, she was even closer to him. There was no anger on her face as she smiled and whispered, "Are you surprised to see me sitting here?"

Tan Mo's action of taking out the book from his bag paused. He pursed his lips and then took out the book and put it on the table without saying anything.

The day before yesterday, Qiao Lan had taken a night off because of a stomachache. Then, she was busy for the next two days. When she came back last night, it was drizzling outside. She thought it was nothing, but when she came to school in the morning, she found that she had caught a cold.

She was groggy during the entire morning self-study session, and then she fell asleep without knowing what had happened.

Fortunately, it was language self-study today. Her homeroom teacher was busy and didn't come, so she didn't notice.

She took a short nap. When she woke up, she looked at the time. The first class would start in two minutes. She looked back as usual, but her eyes met with Tan Mo's.

Qiao Lan was sure that Tan Mo was looking at her and sizing her up a moment ago.

Tan Mo was still expressionless, but he quickly withdrew his gaze. Later on, when she took the initiative to greet him or even talk to him, Tan Mo still lowered his head and ignored her.

Qiao Lan felt an indescribable sense of powerlessness in her heart. So why?

Tan Mo ignored her. Qiao Lan could only turn her head back. She didn't realize that when she took the initiative to talk to Tan Mo, many people in the class were looking at her. Even Chen Yaoyang and Li Fan took a second look.

Someone whispered, "I realized that Qiao Lan really often talks to Tan Mo, but Tan Mo never talks to her."

"Why is Tan Mo reasonable? Maybe he doesn't even understand what we're talking about."

"So what's wrong with Qiao Lan? Does she have nothing better to do?"

Qiao Lan didn't hear anything. She frowned and turned back. Pei Ning, who was sitting at the same table, carefully looked at Tan Mo and then at Qiao Lan. She couldn't figure it out either, but out of curiosity, she leaned over and whispered to Qiao Lan, "What did you and that … Tan Mo talk about?"

Tan Mo's hand, which was flipping through the book, suddenly stopped the moment Pei Ning leaned over to Qiao Lan. He saw Qiao Lan's deskmate's face less than 30 centimeters away from Qiao Lan's face through her hair. A fierce look suddenly appeared in his light brown eyes.

Then, he saw Qiao Lan take out her math book from her bag and flip it open.

"Nothing," Qiao Lan said. After about three seconds, she added, "It's a secret."

Pei Ning: "…"

The fierce look in Tan Mo's eyes disappeared. His fingertips that were pressed against the book slowly slid across the paper and gently flipped to the next page.

Qiao Lan really had a cold. Tan Mo, who was only sensitive to sounds, noticed it. Later on, he couldn't help but doze off in class. Even Pei Ning, who sat next to him, and the two people sitting in front of him noticed it.

"You caught a cold?" Pei Ning asked.

Qiao Lan grunted in a muffled voice.

Tan Mo, who was sitting in the back, raised his head silently.

The indescribable feeling from before surged up bit by bit.

When Qiao Lan was still sitting in the fourth group, he saw Qiao Lan and Pei Ning talking a lot. However, he couldn't hear what they were talking about. This made Tan Mo extremely anxious.

Now that he could finally hear them, Tan Mo's anxiety didn't lessen at all. Instead, it became even more serious.

Qiao Lan and Pei Ning didn't talk too much, but they weren't very few either. In fact, both of them had very good personalities. After sitting at the same table for almost a week, their relationship was quite good. Tan Mo felt that he could always hear their conversation.

Now that he heard Pei Ning taking the initiative to show concern for Qiao Lan, Tan Mo looked at Pei Ning with a gloomy gaze. He coldly looked at Qiao Lan and Pei Ning's elbows that would touch from time to time. He felt more and more uneasy.

He had known Qiao Lan for a long time, but he had never talked to Qiao Lan so fluently and naturally, let alone have physical contact with him.

Pei Ning didn't notice anything. Although he was introverted, he gradually became more talkative with people he was familiar with.

"Do you have medicine?

Do you want to take a leave and go home to rest? "

"No, it's not that serious," Qiao Lan drank some water and looked at the timetable. The next class was physics. He suddenly felt a little depressed. After thinking for a while, he reminded Pei Ning, "In class later, if you see me dozing off, hit me."

"Okay," Pei Ning agreed.

Tan Mo's fingers, which were pressed against the corner of the book, uncontrollably became stiff again.

He hoped that Qiao Lan wouldn't be sleepy in class. That way, Pei Ning wouldn't have to wake Qiao Lan up, and he wouldn't touch Qiao Lan.

However, Qiao Lan had caught a cold and was groggy during the physics class. Pei Ning couldn't really hit him, so he called Qiao Lan three times during the class.

Tan Mo, who was sitting behind, watched as Pei Ning's hand touched Qiao Lan's arm three times.

Because of AS, Tan Mo found it hard to control his emotions. He would get angry from time to time, and he would feel unbearably irritated. When he was young, he once hurt a little classmate who went to kindergarten with him. He would care about small things that normal people wouldn't notice for many days.

Therefore, in the past, his mother always told him not to care about these things and not to care about them.

Tan Mo lived like a robot until he was 15 years old. He was already used to suppressing his emotions, but he still couldn't suppress his bad mood.

Qiao Lan finally got through the class. After class, she couldn't stand it anymore and went to the bathroom to wash her face.

It wasn't cool in the north in November. She finally woke up after being stimulated by the cold water. When she walked into the classroom and walked to her seat, she saw Tan Mo reading a book with his head down as usual.

In the past, they sat far away. Tan Mo didn't talk to her in school, so Qiao Lan didn't take the initiative to talk to him.

But now, they were sitting in front of and behind each other. Qiao Lan looked at the book in front of Tan Mo. She couldn't understand it, so she moved closer to him and asked, "What book is this?"

[Classical Electrodynamics]

Tan Mo answered silently in his heart.

But he couldn't talk to Qiao Lan. Besides, he didn't want to tell Qiao Lan anything now.

He didn't want to talk to Qiao Lan.

So he silently pulled the book back. He didn't want Qiao Lan to read it.

Qiao Lan was stunned. Although Tan Mo didn't talk usually, he wouldn't reject her like this. Qiao Lan was a little dumbfounded. She didn't give up and asked again, "What's wrong?"

Tan Mo raised his head. There was no expression on his pale face.

"Turn around."

Qiao Lan was speechless.

Qiao Lan was speechless.

Pei Ning, who was curiously watching from the side, pulled Qiao Lan's clothes and whispered, "Don't bother him." Then she carefully looked at Tan Mo and added, "Can't you see that he doesn't want to talk to you …"

Before she could finish her sentence, Pei Ning suddenly met Tan Mo's cold eyes. The sun shone on her body, but she shivered for a moment.

When she took a second look, Tan Mo had lowered his head again. It was as if that moment just now was fake.

Pei Ning was stunned for a while. Then she turned her head and leaned on the table. She started to doubt her life.

After she finished doubting her life, she finally remembered that when she looked back, the book Tan Mo was reading didn't seem to be the picture book that everyone was talking about.

It was a thick book in English. There seemed to be many drawings of physics on it.

Pei Ning, who was already dumbfounded, became even more dumbfounded.

For a moment, curiosity surged in her heart. She wanted to turn around and take a closer look at what Tan Mo was reading. But when she remembered Tan Mo's eyes just now, she was so scared that she shrank back.

She must have seen wrongly.

How could Tan Mo read a book?

Not to mention a book like this.

Qiao Lan didn't know what Pei Ning was thinking. He couldn't figure out what he had done to offend Tan Mo.

But no matter how hard he thought, he couldn't figure it out.

Qiao Lan was afraid that the fragile connection that he had gradually established with great difficulty would be destroyed if he wasn't careful. So, in the afternoon, he still took the initiative to talk to Tan Mo. But Tan Mo didn't respond.

After school, Qiao Lan watched Tan Mo leave expressionlessly. He was so discouraged that he stared blankly for a while.

Qiao Lan packed her bag and walked out of the school. On the way to the western restaurant, Tan Mo probably wouldn't come to the western restaurant tonight or in the future.

Tan Mo sat in the car. He was as silent as usual.

Uncle Chen was already used to it. He folded his wheelchair and got in the car. "Are we still going to the western restaurant?"

Tan Mo looked out of the window and didn't answer. Uncle Chen nodded to show that he understood. The car drove in the familiar direction. When they arrived at the entrance of the western restaurant, Uncle Chen got out of the car and folded the wheelchair. Tan Mo hid in the dark and didn't move.

Uncle Chen frowned. He was smart enough to sense that something might have happened.

"Aren't you going in?"

Tan Mo lowered his eyelids. After a while, he said, "No."

Uncle Chen looked at him carefully and asked, "Did something happen?"

Poor Tan Mo couldn't even lie because of his AS. When he encountered a question that he didn't want to answer, he would just stay silent.

Did they quarrel?

Did they end their friendship?

It was impossible for them to quarrel. Uncle Chen couldn't imagine Tan Mo quarreling with someone. It couldn't be that their friendship had ended. If it had ended, Tan Mo wouldn't have come.

Tan Mo didn't want to go in. Uncle Chen could only say, "Then let's go back?"

Tan Mo pursed his lips. After a while, he said, "No." He raised his head and looked at the brightly lit western restaurant. "I haven't ordered yet."

He didn't want to go in, but he still had to give her money?

What should he do?

Uncle Chen wanted to break open his young master's head to see what he was thinking, what he was feeling uncomfortable about, and what he cared about. In the end, he sighed helplessly.

He didn't want to go in, but he still had to give money to the Qiao Lan. He couldn't count on Tan Mo to solve this problem. Uncle Chen thought about it and said helplessly, "Wait in the car. I'll go buy something and then we'll bring it back. Don't tell her that you're here too. How about that?"

Tan Mo quickly said, "Okay."

Uncle Chen was speechless.

"Okay, okay. Sit here. I'll go." He was about to leave when Tan Mo grabbed him again. He turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"She has a cold."

Uncle Chen was speechless.

Tan Mo pointed at a pharmacy not far away. "Buy some medicine."

Uncle Chen was speechless.

Okay, okay. After walking out of the pharmacy, Uncle Chen only had one thought left in his mind. What kind of earth-shattering thing did this girl do?

It was already half past seven. It was more than ten minutes later than Tan Mo's arrival time. Qiao Lan thought that Tan Mo might really not come today.

Meng Xue was angry when she thought of Tan Mo's attitude that day. Today, she looked left and right but didn't see Tan Mo. She clicked her tongue and walked to the front of Qiao Lan. "What's wrong? Your disabled boyfriend didn't come to give money today?"

"He's my classmate." Qiao Lan was in a bad mood, but she suddenly became angry. "Watch your mouth." Meng Xue raised her eyebrows.

Since you don't like his disability, why are you still pretending to be so good at it? Are you trying to cheat money? Tsk, you're so young, but your mind is not small at all. Sigh, I really admire you. Let me say, your little boyfriend is not only disabled, but he's also a little crazy … "

"Didn't your parents teach you how to behave and talk when you're so old?"

"You!"

Meng Xue was so angry that she wanted to make a scene. Uncle Chen happened to walk in from outside. Qiao Lan's eyes lit up when she saw Uncle Chen. She didn't have time to quarrel with Meng Xue.

"Hello." Qiao Lan invited Uncle Chen inside. She inadvertently glanced outside and took out the menu for Uncle Chen to order.

Uncle Chen saw Qiao Lan's gaze and a faint smile appeared on his face. He quickly ordered the dishes and asked Qiao Lan to pack them back.

Qiao Lan glanced outside again. There was a row of cars, but she couldn't recognize which one was driven by Uncle Chen.

She wanted to ask Uncle Chen about Tan Mo, but the head waiter was just two meters away. The restaurant didn't allow the waiters and customers to communicate with each other during working hours.

Qiao Lan could only order the dishes and couldn't ask much.

After that, she was very busy. Even the takeaway dishes were delivered to Uncle Chen by the head waiter. When Qiao Lan finished her work and came back, Uncle Chen had already left.

The head waiter smiled at her and didn't say anything. However, when it was time to get off work, he called Qiao Lan and took out a bag from the cashier and gave it to her.

"This is from the old man who often sends Young Master Ran here."

Qiao Lan was stunned. When she opened the bag, it was full of medicine.

All kinds of cold medicine.

Qiao Lan was sick for the whole day and was busy until now. Suddenly, she felt her eyes sting.

She took the medicine and thanked the head waiter. When she returned home, she took the medicine and went to bed early. Perhaps it was because of the medicine, Qiao Lan fell asleep very quickly.

It was a dreamless night.

As a young person, she fell sick by accident. After taking medicine and sleeping well, her throat didn't hurt the next day and she felt energetic again. The next day, Qiao Lan was full of energy again.

When she came to the classroom in the morning, she memorized as usual. Pei Ning glanced at her. "You're better?"

"I'm better." Qiao Lan's voice was light.

"You're in a good mood."

"I'm alright." Qiao Lan smiled and took her textbook out to memorize.

After the morning self-study session, Tan Mo came. Qiao Lan turned to Tan Mo and said, "I'm better now."

Tan Mo listened to her no longer hoarse voice and quietly returned to his seat. He still didn't want to talk to her.

Qiao Lan didn't care and thanked Tan Mo again.

Pei Ning didn't know what to say.

He really didn't understand why Tan Mo never talked to Qiao Lan. Qiao Lan was so good-tempered that she took the initiative to talk to Tan Mo again and again.

He was ignoring you. Weren't you embarrassed?

Why did you talk to Tan Mo when you were better? And what did you mean by 'thank you'?

He really didn't understand. He turned back to ask Qiao Lan. Qiao Lan still said the same thing.

"It's a secret."

Pei Ning: …

Forget it, I won't ask anymore.

Ever since Qiao Lan got first place in the grade, the students who used to follow the flow of the class became friendly to Qiao Lan. Some of the students who didn't treat her well before also became nice recently.

Qin Yang, who used to bully Qiao Lan, didn't find trouble with Qiao Lan anymore.

Just like what Qiao Lan said before, if you want to be liked, you must have the ability to be liked.

One morning, when she was memorizing books, she met a few girls in the class. Recently, the learning atmosphere in Class 13 was surprisingly good. There were more students who got up early to study in school every day.

Qiao Lan memorized for a while. Not far away, a girl who was memorizing books came over. Qiao Lan didn't remember her name, but she knew that she was from the same class. The girl smiled and asked if she could borrow her history notes to take a look.

You don't hit a smiling person. Moreover, she had just finished memorizing history, so Qiao Lan lent the notes to the girl.

The girl took the notes back and flipped through it with a few other girls. After reading it, they couldn't help but sigh that Qiao Lan was really serious. However, they couldn't see anything special about it.

After a while, they returned the notes. Qiao Lan nodded, took the notes back, and went back to the classroom.

Ever since the girl talked to Qiao Lan, she slowly started to take the initiative to greet her when they met often. Qiao Lan found out that the girl's name was Tang Qin.

But that was it.

One day, after the second class, Tang Qin even asked her to go downstairs to do exercises.

Qiao Lan glanced at Tang Qin and frowned. "She's here."

Qiao Lan wasn't a naive girl. Growing up, Qiao Lan didn't trust people easily, and it was so obvious that she was trying to get close to her.

However, she really couldn't figure out why the girl was trying to get close to her.

During the physical education class, Qiao Lan met Hao Ying again. Hao Ying still maintained her friendly style. After meeting Qiao Lan, she greeted Qiao Lan.

Looking at Hao Ying's big white teeth and the smile on her face, Qiao Lan replied to Hao Ying with a "Hello." When she turned around, she saw Tang Qin and a few other girls squeezing over.

"Qiao Lan." The girls looked friendly, as if they had just seen Hao Ying. "Hey, you're Hao Ying from Class Five, right?"

Hao Ying had a straightforward personality. She smiled and said yes. The few of them started chattering.

Qiao Lan finally understood why Tang Qin had been looking for her recently.

However, it was simply inexplicable.

She and Hao Ying didn't know each other. Hao Ying just casually greeted her when they met.

Tang Qin and the others diverted Hao Ying away, allowing Qiao Lan to slip away quietly. When she returned to the classroom, she naturally talked to Tan Mo again.

Qiao Lan finally saw what book Tan Mo was reading. "Classical Electrodynamics", a physics book written by an American physicist.

For Qiao Lan, who even stumbled when learning acceleration, the symbols and drawings in the book were simply incomprehensible.

Qiao Lan knew that Tan Mo was very smart. In the original book, the author had mentioned more than once that Tan Mo's memory was amazing and his IQ far exceeded that of ordinary people. Even the male lead, Chen Yaoyang, was a little inferior to Tan Mo.

The book said that Tan Mo was a genius.

Qiao Lan had seen Tan Mo read calculus, Wuthering Heights, and a large history lecture book before. However, when she saw this book that she couldn't understand at all, she finally felt the difference in IQ.

Qiao Lan was suddenly curious.

"Tan Mo." Qiao Lan called out to Tan Mo.

Tan Mo ignored her.

However, after receiving that pack of medicine the other day, and after Uncle Chen came to pack it for the next few days, Qiao Lan finally understood that Tan Mo might be angry, but he definitely didn't hate her.

Tan Mo ignored her. Qiao Lan didn't care either. "Tan Mo, is the physics that we're studying very easy for you?"

Of course.

Tan Mo raised his head and looked at Qiao Lan expressionlessly.

He had already self-taught himself when he was 12 years old. Last time, when he saw Qiao Lan's blank question, Tan Mo could find the answer without even calculating.

Tan Mo clearly didn't say anything, but Qiao Lan felt like she was being looked down upon.

It seemed very easy. That's right. Qiao Lan sighed. She put her arm on the chair and rested her chin on her arm. "You're actually very smart. You know a lot more than we do. You can definitely solve all the questions in the exam. Tan Mo, why don't you take the exam?"

The high school curriculum was too easy for Tan Mo. If he took the exam, he might get amazing results.

Tan Mo looked at Qiao Lan and pursed his lips.

Qiao Lan was the first to come back from the PE class. There was no one else in the class. Tan Mo finally spoke.

"Do I have to take the exam just because I can solve it?"

Qiao Lan didn't understand Tan Mo's logic for a while. It took her a while to understand Tan Mo's meaning.

Tan Mo wasn't interested in exams. Everyone wanted to get high marks because they could be assigned to a better class in the second year of high school. They could make others like them and admire them, and they could be admitted to a better university in the future.

However, exams didn't attract Tan Mo at all. He didn't care about what normal people wanted at all.

However, Qiao Lan still wanted everyone to know that Tan Mo wasn't stupid. Not only was he not stupid, but he was also many times smarter than them.

She wanted to continue speaking, but someone came into the class. Tan Mo stopped talking again. His voice was as cold as ever. "Turn around."

Qiao Lan was speechless.

He ignored her again.

Tang Qin and a few other classmates came in from outside. As soon as they came in, they saw Qiao Lan leaning against the back of the chair and talking to Tan Mo again. Tan Mo lowered his head as if he didn't see Qiao Lan at all.

Recently, everyone had gotten used to it. However, getting used to it was one thing, and understanding it was another.

No one understood why Qiao Lan kept talking to an idiot. Not only was he an idiot, but he was also crazy.

Qin Yang saw this and said to the people next to him, "Qiao Lan, I really don't understand her. Isn't she afraid?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Tang Qin had just gotten her wish to talk to Hao Ying, so she was in a good mood. She also felt that she had been close to Qiao Lan recently, so she directly walked over. "Qiao Lan, why are you talking to him again?"

Tan Mo's fingers trembled slightly.

Qiao Lan's smile disappeared.

Unfortunately, Tang Qin didn't notice it, or maybe she wanted to show off in front of the other classmates. She continued, "You talk to him every day, but he doesn't understand." After saying that, she reached out and pulled Qiao Lan. "Don't get so close to him. He might suddenly hit you."

Qiao Lan shook off Tang Qin's hand. Her eyes were terrifyingly cold. She looked at Tang Qin. "He hit you before?"

Tang Qin and the crowd of students who were watching the show were all stunned. Tang Qin's face stiffened.

Of course not.

However, Tan Mo was a lunatic. He might suddenly go crazy.

"What do you mean?" Tang Qin shouted. "I'm doing this for your own good …"

"I don't need you to be so good to me." Qiao Lan directly interrupted Tang Qin. "I can't afford it."

Tang Qin couldn't figure it out. Why did Mingming suddenly become like this?

Qiao Lan didn't give her any face at all. With so many people in the class watching, Tang Qin's face was burning. "Who wants to be good to you? It's all because no one cares about you and pitied you …"

After saying that, she turned around and left.

The few girls who were with Tang Qin also glared at Qiao Lan fiercely.

The surrounding people resumed their previous discussions. Chen Yaoyang, Li Fan, and the others watched from afar. No one knew what they were thinking.

Qiao Lan didn't care about the others' attitudes. She turned her head again and saw that the book beside Tan Mo's hand, which was clearly intact just now, had a large page torn.

Qiao Lan let out a long breath.

"Tan Mo," Qiao Lan called him softly. Looking at his pale face that became even paler, she sighed miserably.

"If you continue to ignore me, no one will be willing to talk to me."