At that moment, Tan Mo's heart stopped beating.

The ring that Qiao Lan had made for him broke.

A small willow twig fell from his fingers and lay quietly in his palm.

Therefore, he shouldn't have had any extravagant hopes. It was impossible for him to have these things that would last longer. Look, it was just a small ring. It had only been a minute and it had already broken.

Tan Mo didn't want to think about it this way. It was too depressing and painful. However, once he had this thought, more similar thoughts began to invade his mind. For ordinary people, it was just because they used too much strength and the willow twig was too fragile. Therefore, it broke naturally. However, Tan Mo would always think of something else.

The broken willow twig was like a symbol. It was as if it would also come to an abrupt end one day …

Tan Mo grabbed the thin willow twig. Qiao Lan, who was next to him, was shocked by Tan Mo's actions.

The high school students' desks were stacked high with stacks of books. If they lowered their heads slightly, they would be able to block their own figures.

On the podium, the teacher was still teaching. Qiao Lan recalled the experience of being scolded by the homeroom teacher. Logically, Qiao Lan should be focusing on the class. However, when she saw Tan Mo's situation, she couldn't care less for the time being.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Lan lowered her head and asked softly. Tan Mo stared blankly at her and didn't say anything. Qiao Lan looked at Tan Mo's trembling eyes and then looked at Tan Mo's tightly clenched left hand.

She quietly reached out and grabbed Tan Mo's wrist. She forcefully pulled Tan Mo's hand over. Then, she pried open his tightly clenched fingers one by one. Finally, she saw the willow twig that had been twisted and scattered.

Qiao Lan was angry and distressed at the same time.

Asperger's disease not only made people unable to understand other people's thoughts, but it also made them overthink things and tend to overthink things. Tan Mo, on the other hand, did not have a sense of security.

Qiao Lan sighed and took out the willow twig from Tan Mo's hand. He grabbed Tan Mo's stiff hand and pinched Tan Mo's fingers. He whispered, "This is a willow twig. It's not a real ring. I didn't make it very tight. It's normal for it to break. Give me your hand."

Tan Mo stretched out his hand hesitantly, and the Qiao Lan wrapped the willow twig around Tan Mo's finger again. This time, the Qiao Lan was very serious, especially at the connecting part.

"If it's broken, we can just reattach it." Qiao Lan finally redid the pinky ring. "Alright, our Mo Mo's fingers are so beautiful."

Tan Mo lowered his head and stared at the ring on his finger again. The feeling of his heart stopping just now finally disappeared bit by bit, and his heartbeat returned to normal. This time, he did not dare to move his finger at all. He was afraid that he would accidentally break it again.

Even though Qiao Lan said that it was nothing, Tan Mo still took it seriously. Even though it was made of willow twigs, it was still in the shape of a ring, so it still had a special meaning.

The teacher standing on the podium and lecturing looked down and saw Qiao Lan and Tan Mo with their heads together.

These students!

They all thought that the teacher could not see anything because of the stack of books, but in fact, the teacher could see everything clearly!

The teacher turned a blind eye for a long time. When he turned his head and saw that the two of them were still together doing something, he did not know what. Just as he was about to give them some advice, he saw Qiao Lan finally sit up straight.

'Alright, forget it. I'll just give them another chance.'

Qiao Lan began to listen to the class attentively again. Tan Mo stared at the ring on his finger for a long time, then carefully took it off from his finger. After taking it off completely, Tan Mo heaved a sigh of relief. He opened a thick book and put the ring in it.

'This is good.'

'No matter what, it won't break again.'

Finally, it was the weekend. Qiao Lan usually went to Tan Mo's house on weekends, but this week, one of her roommates was celebrating her birthday.

Qiao Lan's eight girls in the dormitory usually had their own cliques, but other than Xiang Xiaohan, everyone had a good relationship.

Birthdays in the third year of high school were usually celebrated at the age of 18. Girls always paid attention to ceremony, so this birthday had to be celebrated properly. Even Bai Yu purposely stayed on the weekend and did not go home.

The ten or so girls went to eat together. In the end, Bai Yu suggested that they go to karaoke, so Qiao Lan, who originally planned to go home, did not go to Tan Mo's house.

Tan Mo finally got to go on the weekend, but in the end, he did not even get to see his girlfriend.

When it was time to practice kickboxing, Tan Mo was as irritable as he could be.

The coach hesitated for a long time before he asked tentatively, "What's wrong? The girl you like is with someone else?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he received a murderous glare from Tan Mo.

The coach: "… I'm sorry. My mouth was mean."

The coach instantly admitted defeat. 'It's not because your expression is too scary.' Combined with what Tan Mo had said before, the coach first thought of this.

Tan Mo took a deep breath and said stiffly, "We're together."

The coach: "Oh, congratulations …???

Together??? "

Didn't they say that they would never be together?

Didn't they say that they would never be together?

And since they were already together, why did he still have such an expression?

However, the coach did not have the courage to ask again. Tan Mo did not seem to have the desire to say anything either. When Uncle Chen came to pick them up at night, Uncle Chen happily gossiped with the coach without minding, "The girl went to celebrate her roommate's birthday and didn't accompany him. She's having an argument."

The coach, who was almost 30 years old, completely could not understand the affection between young couples. He was speechless. When he looked at Tan Mo again, his attitude instantly changed.

Originally, he thought that Tan Mo was like an overly mature boss, but because of this reason, he was having an argument. The coach sighed from the bottom of his heart. In fact, he was still a teenager.

Tan Mo, who was "having an argument," spent a particularly unhappy weekend. When classes started again on Monday, his mood was not much better.

The countdown clock hanging in front of the classroom was decreasing every day. Every day, the homeroom teacher pointed at the countdown clock and yelled that there was not much time left. The students also sighed that time was passing too fast. Only Tan Mo hoped that time could pass faster.

He wanted to graduate faster. After graduation, there would be a three-month holiday. Tan Mo yearned for it.

The uncomfortable campus life continued. Occasionally, there would be things that would make him feel a little better, such as his stock trading.

Tan Mo came into contact with stock trading because of Qiao Lan. After he came into contact with it, he found that there were many mysteries and interesting. The more he studied, the more interesting it became. Tan Mo, who was very talented and interested in mathematics, discovered something that ordinary people could not see.

When he first started, he lost a little money. Later on, Tan Mo almost never lost money.

He also used the money in his Qiao Lan card to buy a small share. At that time, he had promised Qiao Lan that if he earned money, he would take Qiao Lan's money. If he lost money, he would take care of it. And it was this small share that he used Qiao Lan's money to buy. The recent momentum was not ordinary.

Tan Mo used Qiao Lan nearly 10,000 yuan. Now, there was an extra zero.

Tan Mo decided not to tell Qiao Lan this good news for the time being. After all, this stock still had potential. He could wait until everything stabilized after graduation and then give her a little surprise.

Emotionally, Tan Mo was unilaterally unsatisfied for the time being. As a result, Tan Mo had to slightly shift his focus to make himself feel a little better. For example, his stock trading and his boxing. But even so, Tan Mo did not sleep particularly well at night.

Tan Mo told himself over and over in his heart that this was not a problem with Qiao Lan. It was because of his own psychological problems. He was always different from others. He could not use his own morbid needs and desires to ask Qiao Lan. Qiao Lan would not like him like this.

Qiao Lan would not like him like this. Qiao Lan would not like him like that. He had a lot of behaviors that Qiao Lan would definitely not like.

The more Tan Mo thought about it, the more desperate he felt. He could not find anything good about himself that was worthy of liking.

Tan Mo had insomnia for two consecutive nights. As a result, Tan Mo, who had always been very energetic, actually fell asleep during class.

The teacher never cared about Tan Mo, but Qiao Lan had to. Qiao Lan had never seen Tan Mo fall asleep during class.

Qiao Lan reached out and held Tan Mo's hand when the teacher was not paying attention.

It was cold. It was not hot.

He did not have a fever. He was not sick.

Tan Mo woke up and grabbed Qiao Lan's hand. Qiao Lan glanced at the teacher from the corner of her eyes and asked him in a low voice, "What's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well?"

"No." Tan Mo shook his head.

"I just miss you very much.

Even if you are sitting next to me and holding my hand, I still miss you very much. "

Qiao Lan looked at Tan Mo and suddenly wanted to reach out and touch his face. However, her hand was still held by Tan Mo. Qiao Lan was about to pull her hand away, but Tan Mo suddenly tightened his grip. Tan Mo held her hand tightly and stared at her for a long time before suddenly saying,

"Qiao Lan."

"Hmm?"

Qiao Lan was stunned. Tan Mo had never called her name so directly and seriously before.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Lan asked softly.

"I've always wanted to ask you a question. I've wanted to ask you ever since we got together. However, he didn't dare to ask because it wasn't easy for them to be together. He was afraid that he would regret it if he asked Qiao Lan clearly.

Their beginning was too dreamy. Because of his uncontrollable kiss, everything went out of control. They didn't say anything. He didn't tell Qiao Lan that he liked her. Qiao Lan also didn't tell him why she kissed him back or why she was with him. They just naturally got together.

Sometimes, he thought that Qiao Lan might be confused and didn't think clearly. When she finally thought clearly, it would be the time for them to break up.

Therefore, Tan Mo always hoped that she would continue to be confused and not think clearly.

Mingming thought this way when they first got together. It didn't matter even if she was confused, as long as they were together, everything would be fine.

However, only a few days had passed, and he had become dissatisfied. He had become so bold that he wanted to find out what was going on.

Tan Mo, aren't you afraid? He asked himself in his heart. Why did he have to ask? Why couldn't he just pretend that he didn't know anything and that nothing had happened? They were already together, so why wasn't he satisfied? Were those so-called whys really that important?

As it turned out, they were.

In love, everyone liked to ask why. They liked to get to the bottom of things. Sometimes, even if the answer wasn't so beautiful, they would still want to ask clearly and understand.

Therefore, Tan Mo grabbed Qiao Lan's hand tightly. He suppressed his crazy heartbeat and said in a deep voice.

"Why did you …"

Tan Mo paused for a while before he finally finished the sentence with difficulty.

"Why did you get together with me?"