It had been half a year since Qiao Lan left the Qiao family. Other than the time when Qiao Lan's mother contacted her, Qiao Lan didn't have any contact with the Qiao family.

She usually stayed in the dormitory, but on weekends, Aunt Chen would call her and ask her to have dinner at their house.

It was another weekend. Bai Yu, who was in the same dormitory and had a good relationship with Qiao Lan, asked her casually, "Are you going home?"

"… Yes." Actually, she was going to Tan Mo's house.

Bai Yu quickly packed her things. "Come to my house next week. My mom wants to see you."

"Why would she want to see me? What did you say to your mom?"

Bai Yu blinked. "She said that I'm the prettiest girl with the best grades in the upper bunk."

Qiao Lan almost spat out the water in her mouth. "Stop it. I'm scared of you."

"What's there to be scared of? I'm just telling the truth." Bai Yu laughed for a long time. "I'm leaving now. Remember to tell your parents that you're coming to my house next week."

"Got it." Qiao Lan waved her hand and went back to pack her bag. When she left the school gate, Uncle Chen and Tan Mo had been waiting in the car for a long time.

After getting in the car, Uncle Chen and Qiao Lan chatted. Tan Mo listened to them quietly as usual. After a while, Qiao Lan remembered Bai Yu's invitation and turned to Tan Mo and Uncle Chen. "I almost forgot. I have something to do next week."

"What's the matter?" Tan Mo turned to ask her.

Uncle Chen also glanced at Qiao Lan from the rearview mirror. "Your parents called?"

"No," Qiao Lan said. "My roommate wants me to go to her house next week."

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

Tan Mo's hidden hands clenched unnaturally. He silently looked at the scenery passing by outside the car window. No one knew what he was thinking.

Every week, Aunt Chen would prepare a very sumptuous meal when Qiao Lan came over. After Qiao Lan finished eating, she wanted to help Aunt Chen wash the dishes. However, Aunt Chen chased her out and told her to talk to Tan Mo.

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

Qiao Lan tilted his head and watched for a long time. Then, he said, "Tan Mo, sometimes you can see things other than books. TV dramas and movies are much more direct than books that you read to interpret the emotions of characters."

Tan Mo closed the book and said calmly, "What are you reading?"

Qiao Lan just gave a suggestion. He didn't expect Tan Mo to accept it so quickly. He thought for a while and said, "I think you'll be interested in sci-fi movies, but I suggest you watch some emotional movies."

Love, family, friendship, and so on.

"I can't remember the specifics right now. If you have time, you can look for classic movies on the Internet. They're all very good."

Tan Mo took out his phone and searched for a bunch of titles. They were all world-famous movies, such as "The Pianist on the Sea," "Titanic," "Edward Scissorhands," and so on.

Therefore, Qiao Lan sat in the living room with Tan Mo, Uncle Chen, and Aunt Chen to watch "The Pianist on the Sea."

Watching the movie was a process. The main purpose was to let Tan Mo feel the feelings expressed in the movie. The pianist's love for music and the innocence he maintained for the things he loved. He was born on that big ship and was silent with the ship in the endless sea.

Aunt Chen's eyes were hazy with tears. Uncle Chen kept sighing. Only Tan Mo was as cold as before.

After the ship sank in the end, Qiao Lan asked Tan Mo if he knew why the pianist didn't choose to get off the ship. Tan Mo's eyes were still staring at the screen, but he gave an accurate answer.

He could talk about innocence and freedom, which made Qiao Lan very happy.

But after watching the final result, he still didn't feel anything in his heart, which made Qiao Lan inevitably disappointed.

Qiao Lan breathed a sigh of relief and comforted himself. He couldn't eat everything in one bite. Everything had to be done slowly. It was already good enough that he could feel the feelings that the pianist yearned for. The emotions that the audience should have. He could slowly improve.

"If you have time in the future, you can look for a movie. If I'm not here, you can look for a movie review and compare the difference between what you saw and what others saw."

Tan Mo subconsciously wanted to ask where Qiao Lan went when she wasn't here, but then he suddenly remembered that Qiao Lan had to go to her roommate's house next week. In the end, he pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

When they returned to school the next week, the approaching of the National Day made the students restless again.

Besides the National Day holiday, what made everyone more excited was that three days before the holiday, the school was going to hold a three-day track and field sports meet.

What did the sports meet mean? It meant that they didn't have to get up early, didn't have to go to class, and could bring their phones freely!

The sports committee member stood on the podium and counted the students who signed up for the meet, while the homeroom teacher stood on the side for reference.

Chen Yaoyang and Hao Ying liked to play basketball, but unfortunately, the Affiliated High School only held track and field sports, not basketball, so the two of them were listless. The homeroom teacher stared at the name list for a long time, then looked around the class and slowly called out the names of five or six tall boys, including Chen Yaoyang and Hao Ying.

"Why don't you guys participate when you're so tall? One for each of you!"

Hao Ying, Chen Yaoyang, and the others were speechless.

The sports committee member looked like it was none of his business. In the end, Hao Ying and Chen Yaoyang each chose the discus throw and the long jump, leaving the running to the others.

After the homeroom teacher arranged the boys, she began to arrange the girls. Qiao Lan had a bad premonition. Sure enough, she was called out by the homeroom teacher in the next moment.

"Qiao Lan, I heard that you run every night. Why did you sign up for the 100m relay?

Participate!

Be more active. Add 800 yuan to Qiao Lan's score. "

Qiao Lan was speechless.

The boys and girls in the class all looked at Qiao Lan with disdain.

Qiao Lan sighed. It was true that she had to run a few laps around the track every night. She just didn't want to participate in the 4x100m relay. There weren't enough people to participate in it.

There were too few girls in the science class.

After all the registrations were over, the homeroom teacher called out Qiao Lan again and gave Qiao Lan a job.

On the day of the meet, every class had to walk in a square formation. Each class chose a girl to walk in front and hold a sign. The homeroom teacher did not let the class choose and directly chose Qiao Lan. After that, several boys cheered.

There was no other reason than that the person holding the sign had a fixed outfit.

Some girls in the class were envious, but no one objected to the homeroom teacher's decision. For a girl like Qiao Lan who was top-notch in her studies, good looks, and tall, no one could think of a way to object.

After the class, the students who walked past Qiao Lan casually chatted with her. After the class was over, Qiao Lan turned to Tan Mo and asked, "Are you coming to the meet?"

Tan Mo usually did not come to the evening self-study class. There was almost a 100% chance that he would not come to the meet.

Tan Mo did not stop writing and said, "I'm not coming."

He could not participate in the meet. The meet had nothing to do with him.

Qiao Lan had already expected this, but she was still a little disappointed. She wanted Tan Mo to interact more with the others, but then again, watching other people run on the track as if they were flying was torture for Tan Mo.

When she thought about it this way, Qiao Lan felt that Tan Mo would rather stay at home and read books and watch movies.

Thus, the topic ended there. Qiao Lan leaned on the table and sighed. She still wanted to persuade Tan Mo to go for treatment as soon as possible. Tan Mo could still feel the nerves in his legs, but if it was delayed for too long, it might really be difficult to save him.

However, she did not dare to say it.

Uncle Chen said that the scar on Tan Mo's leg was caused by the time they forced Tan Mo to receive treatment. Tan Mo had done it himself.

At night, Tan Mo dragged Bai Yu to run laps. After the morning self-study class, Qiao Lan brought some fruits that Aunt Chen had cut for her.

As usual, Qiao Lan passed the sweet fruits to Tan Mo. As she ate, she listened to Tan Mo's daily questions.

Qiao Lan thought about how she felt when Hao Ying asked her questions recently. She suddenly asked Tan Mo, "Tan Mo, do you feel annoyed that you've been telling me questions every day?"

Tan Mo raised his head and stared at her with his beautiful eyes. "Why do you ask?"

Qiao Lan looked left and right, then leaned closer to Tan Mo and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Because Hao Ying has been asking me questions every day. I feel a little annoyed."

Tan Mo froze for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

The sun shone lazily on Tan Mo's body. The youth's cold facial features were dazzling under his smile.

Xiang Xiaohan, who was sitting behind Qiao Lan and Tan Mo, couldn't help but think about the first day when she saw Tan Mo.

That day, it was also reflecting the morning light. Tan Mo's eyes were curved. He was shocked by the youth's exquisite face and stood rooted to the ground.

Somehow, she sat behind Tan Mo and Qiao Lan.

However, almost a month had passed, and Tan Mo hadn't said a word to her. Even if she took the initiative to greet Tan Mo, Tan Mo didn't respond at all, let alone smile at her like that.

Xiang Xiaohan suddenly felt that it was a little ironic.

Her grades weren't as good as Qiao Lan's, and she wasn't as good-looking as her. It was fine if other people thought so, but what right did Tan Mo have to think so?

Xiang Xiaohan sometimes wanted to directly say something sarcastic, but every time she saw Tan Mo's gentleness and patience in front of Qiao Lan, all her dissatisfaction changed in an instant.

Just now, Tan Mo smiled at Qiao Lan again. Xiang Xiaohan bit her lip and wiped away the complicated expression on her face. Her voice sounded natural and cheerful. "Tan Mo, you tutor Qiao Lan every day. If you have time, help me tutor too."

Qiao Lan glanced at Tan Mo, and the smile on Tan Mo's face disappeared in an instant. He looked coldly at Xiang Xiaohan.

Xiang Xiaohan was nailed to the ground by Tan Mo's undisguised cold gaze. The smile on her face suddenly disappeared.

"I don't have time."

Tan Mo said, then turned his head and focused on Qiao Lan again.

Xiang Xiaohan hurriedly looked left and right. Seeing that someone was already looking in their direction, she awkwardly grabbed the corner of her clothes.

From the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Tan Mo talking to Qiao Lan. Xiang Xiaohan only felt extremely sullen. Tan Mo said that he didn't have time because he spent all his time on Qiao Lan.

But why was Tan Mo so nice to Qiao Lan?

Many people heard that Qiao Lan took care of Tan Mo when they were in the first year of high school. Therefore, Tan Mo had always been very nice to Qiao Lan.

But was that really the case?

After all, Qiao Lan was so beautiful. Even a guy like Hao Ying was interested in her. Would Tan Mo have the same thoughts?

But how could a person like him have the guts to have thoughts about Qiao Lan?

Could it be that Qiao Lan actually knew something?

Xiang Xiaohan suddenly shivered. She raised her head and looked at Qiao Lan and Tan Mo. Thinking about what she had just thought, she felt an indescribable strangeness in her heart.