Chapter 112: Hopeless

Qiao Lan did ask his opinion of me at first, asking him if he wanted to go or not, and the more Tan Mo thought about it, the more he regretted it, and the more he thought there was something wrong with him in the first place.

In the afternoon, I had to watch Qiao Lan go to her club activities again.

Tan Mo's class didn't start until 3pm, so Qiao Lan left and Tan Mo went straight to the classroom, where he did nothing for the first time and lazed around on his desk.

It looks like a daze, but it's really thinking about something.

He was far less sensitive to knowledge than the next man, but Tan Mo was far less sluggish in his feelings and emotions.

After a conversation with Qiao Lan, he merely sorted out the most obvious implications, such as that Qiao Lan had been angry with him, but was no longer angry, and the reason was that Qiao Lan said he couldn't let go of his anger.

Tan Mo's mind was shaken again at the thought, and his mood was so good that he could fly.

Qiao Lan's forgiveness, Qiao Lan's indulgence, Qiao Lan's confession, Qiao Lan's statement that she simply can't leave him, little by little, he finds traces of Qiao Lan's love for him, and Tan Mo can't imagine a happier thing in the world.

Xie Hongyi came from the dormitory and saw Tan Mo, who had arrived early, and casually greeted him and asked him to sit next to Tan Mo.

Kong Sha Also another housemate: ......

Xie Hongyi, who has a strange brain, didn't think Tan Mo's act was a good one, but stared at Tan Mo's hand in disbelief.

He's at least a 100 pound man, and Tan Mo just picks him up and throws him over the side?

Waiting for the surprise to finish this before glaring, "How did I you you dislike me so much?"

"LanLan is coming over later," Tan Mo pointed to this spot, "you go a little over there."

LanLan ?

Xie Hongyi reacted for a moment before realising that Tan Mo was talking about Qiao Lan.

Xie Hongyi is not angry anymore, he is even happy.

Of course he doesn't have any desire, but he loves looking at beautiful women, and he still has a secret with Qiao Lan that he's keeping from Tan Mo.

Xie Hongyi happily moved a place to the left.

Tan Mo stares at Xie Hongyi's happy face and a whole host of thoughts pop into his head in a flash.

What are you happy about my girlfriend coming to class?

When I think of this, I instantly remember when we were in class together Xie Hongyi always looked over at Qiao Lan, and in private even sent Qiao Lan a weibo message, and said Qiao Lan was pretty more than once in the dormitory ......

Tan Mo instantly had alarm bells ringing in his heart.

Xie Hongyi, who had been moved one place by Tan Mo, was then confused and moved one place further to the left by Tan Mo.

Xie Hongyi: ......

After waiting for a while Qiao Lan really came, Xie Hongyi looked at himself and Qiao Lan two places away from each other.

Finally came to the conclusion that people who fall in love are sick!

Qiao Lan sat down in a good mood next to Tan Mo, despite the stares from Tan Mo's classmates.

Tan Mo opened the Lu Lu she bought when she came to class and handed it to Qiao Lan, who liked it.

"Tan Mo thought it would take a class for Qiao Lan to arrive, but Qiao Lan came before the class started.

"The others are still over there," Qiao Lan says, resting her chin on the back of her hand and tilting her head as she talks to Tan Mo, "I'll come over when I've heard the work schedule."

"Is it okay."

Qiao Lan reached out and poked Tan Mo's cheek with her finger, "You're all happy and pretending to be serious."

Tan Mo gave Qiao Lan a slight sideways kiss on the tip of her finger, "You can tell when I'm acting flamboyantly."

"The row of students sitting behind Tan Mo when Qiao Lan first entered the classroom were much quieter, and now there was no sound at all, so they might have seen it all.

Turning Tan Mo's book over and slipping him another pen, "The classroom is a sacred place for learning, the teacher is here to listen to your lesson."

Tan Mo smiled and slowly uncapped the pen, "Obviously you took the initiative."

Qiao Lan wanted to say something else, but looked up at the teacher who was already standing at the podium.

Forget it, it's better not to talk.

The students sitting at the back of the room, and Xie Hongyi who was looking at them with resentment, watched as Tan Mo, who was usually cold and indifferent, without any expression or roommate love, smiled constantly in front of his girlfriend and even pouted!

It almost feels as if I never knew this person.

So Tan Mo took the class and Qiao Lan took out her notes from the club meeting and looked them up as she compiled them.

After all, it was their first club job and the topic was not difficult and the tasks assigned to the new students were easy, Qiao Lan's job was to look up information and then collate it for the Vice President or President.

I've sorted it all out in two classes, and I'll take my time on the computer when I get back to the dorm.

Tan Mo really didn't want Qiao Lan to go back to the hostel at all.

Although she hadn't wanted her to go back before.

But after having a breakthrough relationship with Qiao Lan and hearing Qiao Lan's beautiful words, Tan Mo didn't want to let Qiao Lan go back, not only to let her go, but also to do something else.

It's true what they say, a boy who has just started a new meat trade can't help himself.

She was so clammy that she took Qiao Lan in her arms from behind, resting her chin on Qiao Lan's shoulder and giving her a kiss on the neck, "What are you doing tonight?"

I happen to have a bit of time on my hands today.

Qiao Lan could not have guessed what Tan Mo was thinking.

The marrow of the taste.

But Qiao Lan was not very free today, and remembering the way she had been lying in bed all day yesterday, her legs still hurt.

Tan Mo: "......"

"What's on your mind", Qiao Lan slapped Tan Mo's hand, "I have to go back and check the information today, now I'm going to give Uncle Chan Aunt Chan a video call and you can say a few words too."

Tan Mo sighed and greeted the cheerful old couple over there with a mournful smile.

"The problem," Qiao Lan said with a smile, "is that it's fine, healthy and well."

"It's good to be healthy," the old couple talk cheerfully to Qiao Lan, while Tan Mo sits and watches intently.

The heart is calm and content.

A few days have passed, and Qiao Lan and Luo Man have all their work handed in, so there is nothing more for them to do for the time being.

Qiao Lan's major is not like Tan Mo's major where she does homework, she needs to read a lot, so she spends her time in the library whenever she can.

Tan Mo has been letting herself go since the last time she spoke to Qiao Lan, and while Qiao Lan is indulgent, Tan Mo doesn't compromise herself, but is smart enough to express her paranoia and possessiveness in a different way.

Spilling the beans.

Qiao Lan is not at all resistant to Tan Mo's pampering.

And I think Tan Mo is cute as a button.

I can only sigh over and over again in my heart, "Qiao Lan, you are finished, you are really finished.

I don't think any of the books in my hands are as good as Tan Mo.

It's been three or four days since Tan Mo's birthday and he's back on his feet, so he's forgotten all about his sickly bed.

I even miss cuddling up to Tan Mo.

Qiao Lan wondered if she could talk to Tan Mo about it when she got out of the library, although it was fine to talk about it now, but it was better not to spoil a place as sacred as the library.

Before she could say anything, Qiao Lan's mobile phone rang first, and Qiao Lan lowered her voice and answered the phone, calling out "Senior" when she picked up.

Tan Mo, who was concentrating on his book, turned his attention to this side of the room for a moment.

Qiao Lan simply responded and Tan Mo had no way of knowing what they were talking about. After Qiao Lan hung up, she told Tan Mo that it was Ji Su who had called, saying that there were some problems with the information Qiao Lan had handed in earlier and that she had not heard some things because she had left early last time, so she should go to the club when she had time. He had time to be there.