Tan Mo clearly remembered that on his birthday two years ago, he had secretly made a birthday wish.

At that time, he was still a disabled person who couldn't stand up. It was the first time he had fallen in love with someone, and the feelings of inferiority that followed had filled his heart day and night. At that time, Qiao Lan had asked him what he wanted for his birthday. He and Qiao Lan had shared a headset in their self-study class, listening to Yang Zongwei's "Just Once".

I want to see you laugh, I want to see you play, I want to hold you in my arms.

He listened to the song and made a birthday wish. He wanted a hug, a hug from Qiao Lan.

But in the end, Tan Mo didn't dare to tell Qiao Lan such a simple birthday wish.

That birthday passed, and another birthday came. It had been a long time since then, and it had been two years since he made that wish. Tan Mo finally experienced the feeling of holding Qiao Lan in his arms.

The girl's body was thinner and softer than he had imagined. The faint fragrance of her hair wrapped around the tip of his nose, and her thin and soft hands tightly hugged his waist.

Tan Mo didn't dare to move.

He remembered that when he was very young, there were often people who wanted to hug him, but the feeling of being hugged made his whole body stiff, and the feeling of being touched on his body was even more unbearable.

He refused to be approached by people, refused to be hugged, which was an expression of intimacy. But after he got to know Qiao Lan, he began to look forward to it again and again.

Qiao Lan's hug still made his whole body stiff, but it was completely different from all the feelings he had in the past. Because of helplessness, because of disbelief, and even more because of excitement, Tan Mo even unconsciously hoped that Qiao Lan's hands could hug him harder, so that they could be more inseparable.

Tan Mo's hands slowly covered Qiao Lan's back. Little by little, he pressed her closer to his chest, inch by inch. He lowered his head and carefully, but he couldn't help but put his chin on Qiao Lan's shoulder.

This was the closest he had ever been to Qiao Lan in his life.

As long as he turned his head, the tip of Tan Mo's nose could even brush Qiao Lan's neck. As long as he lowered his head, his lips could kiss her white shoulder and neck. Their skin that was pressed together was burning hot.

Qiao Lan's voice was so soft that it sounded like she was murmuring to herself, but Tan Mo still heard it.

Qiao Lan said, "Tan Mo, how could you do this?"

Tan Mo's hands...................................................................

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.. "" Don't ever leave. "

"How can that be? You don't know what I'm thinking. You'll grow up one day. When you grow up, you'll meet someone you really like..." Qiao Lan wanted to say this subconsciously, but she stopped the moment she opened her mouth.

Qiao Lan's fingers that were holding Tan Mo trembled slightly. It was as if she was ashamed of the evil thoughts that had sprouted in her heart at this moment, but she couldn't help but continue to think this way.

Tan Mo would grow up one day. He would understand one day. When he grew up, he would meet someone he liked and wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

But...

. there must be such a person...

Why couldn't this person be her?

He was still young. Could she slowly accompany him as he grew up? He didn't know if she could teach him bit by bit. He couldn't be alone forever, right? He said, "Then never leave." It meant that he also hoped that she could be with him forever, didn't he?

Although Tan Mo's feelings were different from hers, they both wanted to be with each other and didn't want to be separated. Tan Mo said that they wanted to go to the same city and go to the same university together. They could still be like this for many days in the future. Anything was possible, wasn't it?

Even if he could handle it with ease in front of other people, he was always at a loss in front of Qiao Lan. He regretted his stubborn love for her, but he couldn't help but look forward to Qiao Lan's response.

Tan Mo blurted out his true thoughts, which made him suddenly wake up. However, Qiao Lan didn't respond for a long time, which made Tan Mo's already nervous heart even more uneasy.

But at this moment, Tan Mo heard the girl's soft voice in his ear. She said,

"Okay."

Tan Mo said, "Don't ever leave." Qiao Lan said, "Okay."

Qiao Lan could feel the hand around her waist tighten after she said, "Okay." It was so tight that she even felt a little pain.

Tan Mo leaned against the young man's chest. Only then did she realize that her hands holding Tan Mo were already numb from the cold.

She went downstairs in a hurry, so she was only wearing the thin jacket she wore in the dormitory. Snow was falling from the sky, but she didn't notice it because she was too excited. Now she felt that her whole body was freezing.

Qiao Lan subconsciously wanted to let go of Tan Mo and let Tan Mo go back early as usual. However, her state of mind was different from before. Along with the unspeakable shame and guilt of deceiving a child, Qiao Lan suddenly whispered,

"Mo Mo, I'm cold."

Tan Mo wondered if he was too excited because of Qiao Lan's response, so he had an illusion. Otherwise, how could he hear a hint of coquettish tone in Qiao Lan's "Mo Mo."

The second group of students who were studying at night came back one after another. When they passed by, they couldn't help but glance at Qiao Lan and Tan Mo.

Tan Mo used his body to block other people's view. He carefully analyzed Qiao Lan's "I'm cold."

Qiao Lan said she was cold. Should he let go of her and let her go upstairs to rest early? However, Tan Mo didn't want to. He didn't know when the next time he could hug her like this would be.

Tan Mo suddenly thought of a movie he had seen somewhere. Because of Qiao Lan's "Okay," he became bold again. He pulled open his coat and covered Qiao Lan with it. This time, the girl's hands that were hugging him through the coat were wrapped around his waist more intimately.