There was a way of flirting called natural flirting.

In Tan Mo's opinion, he was just speaking the truth. He really thought that way, so he said it.

In the past, Tan Mo didn't dare to let Qiao Lan know about his feelings, so no matter what, he would cry and suppress it. Now that they were finally together, Tan Mo was smart enough to realize that Qiao Lan not only didn't hate his straightforward thoughts, but also liked it. Therefore, he naturally had to say it.

He woke up early and came to school early because he missed her so much that he couldn't wait any longer.

Tan Mo said it naturally, but Qiao Lan was flirted with by Tan Mo without any warning.

Bai Yu, who was following behind Qiao Lan and was about to say something, coincidentally heard Tan Mo's words. Poor Bai Yu was a single dog. She didn't eat anything early in the morning and was fed a stomach full of dog food.

On one hand, she was jealous, but on the other hand, she couldn't help but feel puzzled. Wasn't the prodigy quite reserved before?

Why did he suddenly start to show off so openly after the winter break?

There was a saying that people in love were blind. Qiao Lan and Tan Mo didn't think anything of it at all, especially because their grades were so good that even the teachers turned a blind eye to it. Therefore, they were even more arrogant.

Tan Mo came early today and brought along the shrimp crystal dumplings that Aunt Chen had just made.

The skin was light, thin, and translucent. The meat filling was full and the color was bright. They were placed neatly and were sparkling and translucent. They were neither big nor small, just enough to be eaten in one bite.

Qiao Lan didn't feel hungry at first, but the crystal dumplings were really too tempting. Qiao Lan instantly felt the protest of her stomach.

It was rare for Qiao Lan to notice the feelings of the students around her. After all, everyone was hungry early in the morning. If she ate like this, wouldn't she be attracting hatred?

"What's wrong?" Tan Mo picked up a small fork and passed it to Qiao Lan. "Try it. It won't taste as good when it's cold."

Qiao Lan hesitated for less than a second between her boyfriend, Shrimp Dumpling, and the feelings of her classmates. She decisively chose the former.

It didn't matter whether they were classmates or not.

Aunt Chen's culinary skills were still outstanding. The shrimp dumplings were soft and tasty, and the shrimps were fresh but not fishy. It was simply delicious.

Tan Mo slowly opened another small box. Inside were all kinds of cut fruits. The amount of each fruit was small, but there were many different kinds. He took out a big red cherry and put it near Qiao Lan's lips. "Eat some fruit."

Qiao Lan subconsciously prepared to bite her, but she suddenly felt a burning gaze on her. After a slight hesitation, she silently turned around. Bai Yu, who was sitting behind Qiao Lan, was gnawing on the white biscuits and salted vegetables in the cafeteria. She had a resentful look on her face, as if she was inferior to a dog.

Qiao Lan: "…"

In the end, Qiao Lan took it from Tan Mo. Under the gaze of the people behind her, she asked Tan Mo if he wanted to eat the shrimp dumplings.

"I'm full."

"Really?"

Tan Mo supported his head with his hand and looked at Qiao Lan. It was fine if she did it at home, but she was so brazen in school. Qiao Lan was still thin-skinned. She picked up a book and placed it in front of Tan Mo. "Don't look at me. Read your book."

"I'm not as pretty as you." Tan Mo rejected her. "I'm not reading."

Qiao Lan: "… Cough."

Tan Mo looked at Qiao Lan. Her fair cheeks were slightly pink again, which made her already bright and beautiful facial features even more attractive.

And today, Qiao Lan seemed a little different from usual.

Tan Mo observed Qiao Lan from top to bottom a few more times. Finally, he fixed his gaze on Qiao Lan's high ponytail. This hairstyle made Qiao Lan look a little cuter and more playful.

Qiao Lan's long hair was a little naturally curly. When Qiao Lan lowered her head, the ends of her hair didn't listen to her and slid to the side of Qiao Lan's cheek. Qiao Lan swung her high ponytail to the back and then slid it to the front again after a while.

This was the girl he liked for two years.

This was his current girlfriend.

She was a girl who was so pretty and cute even with her hair. A girl who could flirt with him just by sitting in front of him and doing nothing.

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

Tan Mo was at a loss, "Why?"

"I'm afraid of getting fat," Qiao Lan said, "Don't you think I've gained weight recently?"

"No," Tan Mo answered very quickly.

"Yes," Qiao Lan pinched her cheeks, "Your face has become round."

"No," he remembered her appearance in his heart 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 getting restless, "It's good that you've gained weight."

"Huh?"

This time, it was Qiao Lan's turn to be at a loss.

Maybe she wouldn't be so popular if she gained weight, Tan Mo thought childishly.

He looked at Qiao Lan's exquisite facial features. She was so good-looking and beautiful, so it was normal that so many people liked her.

This relationship had always been Tan Mo's extravagant hope. Now that they were finally together, Tan Mo's love was still humble and he was worried about his gains and losses.

He couldn't figure out why Qiao Lan liked him. He was a bad and unhealthy mental patient. Even in the end, the only reason he could think of was that Qiao Lan pitied him.

But even if it was only this, it made him feel that it was very precious.

Tan Mo had never been confident. He didn't have the confidence that he could keep this relationship.

So, if Qiao Lan wasn't so beautiful, outstanding, and popular, wouldn't so many people covet her? Then, wouldn't he be able to keep her by his side for a longer time?

However, Tan Mo felt that Qiao Lan definitely wouldn't like his way of thinking. It was too selfish and self-centered to let herself become mediocre for him, wasn't it?

If Qiao Lan didn't like it, then he didn't have to say anything.

It was already hard enough for her to like him. He couldn't let Qiao Lan have a bad impression of him because of his selfish thoughts. He couldn't let her hate him.

Tan Mo hid his true thoughts and used what he learned from books and movies to imitate Qiao Lan. He smiled and said to her, "What I mean is that you look good even if you're fat. I like you no matter how you look."

Qiao Lan frowned slightly. She couldn't tell what was wrong, but she could feel that this sentence of love didn't move her as much as the previous sentence.

At noon, Bai Yu was eating lunch and watching Qiao Lan and Tan Mo chatting on WeChat. She couldn't help but ask, "What happened between the two of you during the winter break?

Of course, the two of you were very lovey-dovey before, but you were just lovey-dovey before. Today, you're lovey-dovey. "

Qiao Lan put away her phone and said seriously, "It's right that you feel this way."

"What do you mean?"

"Tan Mo and I are officially together," Qiao Lan said generously, "The day before yesterday."

The day before yesterday???

"Then what about the two of you before?"

Qiao Lan thought for a while and said hesitantly, "The ambiguous period?"

"Then the ambiguous period between the two of you is really long," Bai Yu didn't know what to say. Even she thought that Qiao Lan and Tan Mo had been together for a long time.

Tan Mo arrived at school earlier in the morning, but he still couldn't go to the evening self-study session because he still had to learn kickboxing.

Tan Mo compared kickboxing with Qiao Lan's evening self-study session in his heart and chose the latter without hesitation. However, when he thought about how useless he was when Qiao Lan was bullied, Tan Mo decided to continue learning kickboxing in the end.

The more he learned, the more irritable he became. The more he learned, the more he regretted that he didn't be tougher on the first day of school and let Qiao Lan stay in school.

After attending classes for a few days, Tan Mo completely felt the pain of being in a relationship at a young age.

The time they spent together was too little, and the time they spent together was almost non-existent.

For Tan Mo, who had just confirmed his relationship, this was too painful and unbearable.

In addition, there were always people around him at school. Not to mention intimate acts like kissing and hugging, even holding hands was not allowed. The homeroom teacher could turn a blind eye to it, but if other teachers who didn't know him caught them, the consequences would definitely not be good.

Tan Mo desired and needed these intimate touches more than the average person.

Ever since they hugged and kissed, Tan Mo felt like he was a seriously ill patient with skin craving. He wanted to touch Qiao Lan all the time.

However, in school, he never had such an opportunity.

Qiao Lan didn't know what was wrong with Tan Mo, but she felt that Tan Mo was slightly uneasy.

It was early spring in March. In front of the classroom, there was a sign next to the blackboard with the countdown for the college entrance examination. A tense atmosphere began to spread in the class. Even students like Hao Ying, who weren't too sad about their studies, increased their efforts in studying.

The weather was gradually getting warmer, and the willows outside the window began to sprout again. The tender yellow willow branches drooped down, and one or two naughty branches ran into the window.

The classroom of Class 18 was on the first floor. Every summer, the trees outside the window were lush and green, blocking the sunlight in the classroom.

Qiao Lan looked at the tender willow branches that reached into the window and stretched out her hand to break off a small section the length of her index finger.

Ever since she learned how to make bracelets from Aunt Chen, Qiao Lan felt that her hands had become a lot more dexterous. Her fingers moved left and right nimbly for a short while, and then she made a small ring.

It was the third year of high school. Even the class wasn't as noisy as before. They were either studying with their heads down or resting on their desks. The classroom was quiet, and occasionally there were whispers of conversation.

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

She put it on very carefully. When she finally put it on, she breathed a sigh of relief and said with a little pride, "It's just as I expected."

Tan Mo looked at the little ring on his finger and was stunned for a moment. His mind went blank.

Qiao Lan might have just made such a small thing for fun, but in Tan Mo's eyes, it was like a river overturning the sea.

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

After being together with Qiao Lan, Tan Mo didn't dare to think about words like "the future" and "forever." Even though he had thought about it countless times in his mind before, that was when they weren't together.

After being together, Tan Mo never dared to think about it like that.

At most, he thought about them graduating together and going to the same university together. That was all. There were some things that he didn't dare to touch, such as rings, weddings, and even children, which were easy for ordinary couples to think about.

These were all things that Tan Mo didn't dare to think about.

However, Qiao Lan was now wearing a little ring on his finger, even though it was just a little thing made of willow branches.

Tan Mo carefully opened his finger and looked at the little ring on his finger. Qiao Lan came over and stretched out her finger. "Look, I have one too."

The two little rings were exactly the same, and they were worn in the exact same position. The two of them held their fingers, and the corners of Tan Mo's lips curled up slightly.

The bell rang, and the teacher came in from outside the classroom to signal for the class to start. Tan Mo was still staring at the little ring on his finger. He stretched his finger and looked at it for a long time, then turned his palm over and looked at it for a long time. In the end, he gently clenched his fist.

His fingers clenched tightly, and there was strength in his hand. In an instant, the joint of the willow branch loosened, and the ring was intact.

It broke.