Chapter 113: Move

The smile on Tan Mo's face disappeared, and he wondered if he was overthinking the habit of hiding it from Qiao Lan in the first place, which would be difficult to change overnight.

So, after a few more moments of agonising in my mind, I followed Qiao Lan out of the library and suddenly grabbed Qiao Lan's hand and dragged her back.

"You seniors," Tan Mo paused and changed the question, "are you the only one with a problem with the material?"

"I don't know," Qiao Lan shook his head, "but I was the only one who left first that day, and everyone else seemed to be in the club the whole time."

The logic sounded perfectly fine, because Qiao Lan happened to be away that day, so she happened to have something she hadn't listened to, and now it happened that her material hadn't passed muster, and then the strict and responsible president called the person over.

Tan Mo quickly ran through his mind, but couldn't find anything wrong. Qiao Lan looked at Tan Mo who was depressed, "Come on, it's just a couple of words, why don't you come with me?"

"May I?"

"What's not to like," Qiao Lan laughed. At the last meeting there were people who brought their boyfriends directly to the meeting, she was just going to the president.

Tan Mo is no longer dissatisfied, as long as he can know anything about Qiao Lan, he won't be scratching his head, and he is instantly in a better mood, jealous of Qiao Lan's likes "for no reason".

"Does your president have a girlfriend?"

"I think so, he's all junior, good looking and capable."

"What do you think of him?"

Qiao Lan looked at her boyfriend who was chattering on and on without expression, Tan Mo was stared at for a while before she realized that she had retreated from her world and looked at her girlfriend's expression with a subconscious wince, her voice dropped.

"What, what's wrong?"

Why are you suddenly looking at him like that.

Sure enough this Ji Su is still different ......

Qiao Lan interrupts Tan Mo's ramblings, "You're giving me the wrong idea," Qiao Lan says.

Tan Mo wondered, "Misunderstanding what."

"There was a misunderstanding that my boyfriend was interested in another good-looking and capable senior."

Tan Mo: "......"

Three seconds later, Tan Mo's expression breaks.

What a horribly crushing statement.

Qiao Lan was quite reasonable, "It's not my fault, look at just now, nine out of ten words spoken to me were asking for seniors."

Tan Mo who doesn't feel right in any way but is speechless: ......

At last, with feeble and pathetic honesty, "I'm afraid he likes you."

Qiao Lan says that Tan Mo is still not honest enough, but there is a process to everything, so it's okay to take your time.

"No, it's business," he said, putting his cool hand in Tan Mo's, "I'm not a fan of everyone, and everyone knows that I have a boyfriend. I've heard from other students that he's quite a good person."

"...... hmm."

"What's the point of thinking about him," Qiao Lan squeezed Tan Mo's hand, "you just need to know that I like you."

"Hmm."

"Are you in the mood?"

"Nope."

"Then come back later and tell you the good news."

"Say it now."

"One moment."

"Now."

In the end, it stayed until a while.

Qiao Lan knocked on the door and went in. Ji Su was sitting at his desk typing on his laptop and smiled as usual when he saw Qiao Lan enter, then he saw Tan Mo who had come with Qiao Lan.

Even Tan Mo didn't find any clues.

Ji Su simply flirted with him for a couple of minutes and then got down to business, opening up the material Qiao Lan had handed over with a lot of annotations on it.

"I've changed 80 per cent, there's still a bit left to finish, I'll probably talk about it if there's an annotation ......"

Tan Mo sits on the sofa and watches Ji Su and Qiao Lan over there, Ji Su controlling the computer with the mouse and Qiao Lan sitting on the chair next to Ji Su, taking out a pen and writing down what Ji Su says in his notebook.

The distance between them was visually estimated at forty centimetres, not next to each other, but a little close.

Tan Mo did not like it.

Tan Mo didn't understand much of what they were saying.

It's a feeling that Tan Mo doesn't like either.

Tan Mo wonders if this situation is due to her own Asperger syndrome and Qiao Lan's claim that it is a disease of love, and tries to find the slightest hint of it in Ji Su.

If Tan Mo wants to find it, it's not hard to find.

For example, Ji Su said that he had only changed 80 per cent of his work, so why did he let Qiao Lan come over if he hadn't finished?

Isn't it necessary to say this kind of thing to your face? Didn't Ji Su already say that he had made an endorsement?

Qiao Lan didn't think Ji Su would really be interested in her, but she knew Tan Mo would mind, so she put as much distance between herself and Ji Su as possible, and had no intention of getting closer to the brilliant senior.

Ji Su talked through the previous ones and highlighted the later ones, then turned the computer to face Qiao Lan and said, "Write down the previous ones according to the annotations".

He had just looked over at Tan Mo several times, consciously or unconsciously, and the few times he did, Tan Mo was staring at Qiao Lan.

Ji Su was a little surprised, but not too surprised.

It was even somewhat expected.

When he first heard Qiao Lan say he was studying psychology for someone, Ji Su wondered who that someone was, and Tan Mo, naturally, was among his guesses.

He had no access to other people who cared enough to make Qiao Lan's choice of a profession worthwhile, so he had to observe Qiao Lan's boyfriend.

After all, it wasn't easy to find an opportunity to spend time alone with Qiao Lan without anyone noticing.

But since it was already here, Ji Su took a look at it.

Ji Su remembers a girl bringing her boyfriend to a previous meeting, only they were in a meeting and the girl's boyfriend was reading his book.

It's rare to find a guy like Tan Mo who has all his eyes on his girlfriend.

Of course maybe it was because he liked the girl to his bones.

But maybe... Ji Su glanced over at Tan Mo, suddenly remembering the broken family that had accompanied years of nightmares.

Maybe it's because of something else.

He is not in a hurry, he is in this school and it is not difficult to reach Qiao Lan, not to mention that Qiao Lan is in the psychology club.

When Qiao Lan had finished writing down all the annotations, he thanked Ji Su and then, without stopping, dragged Tan Mo outside the classroom.

Ji Su, who was clearly staring at her computer when she said goodbye to Qiao Lan, as if she couldn't care less about them, now turned her head in the direction they had left, probably because she hadn't expected Tan Mo to turn around suddenly, and her eyes flashed into a smile.

A harmless, easy-going smile, but Tan Mo only remembers the way he stared at Qiao Lan's back.

Qiao Lan was suddenly clutched by Tan Mo and gave a small "hiss", "What's wrong?"

Tan Mo's face was hard as he lowered his head and stared into Qiao Lan's eyes, "Stay away from him from now on."

"...ah," Qiao Lan wondered why Tan Mo, who had been so nice just a moment ago, was suddenly so repulsed by Ji Su, and although she wouldn't say no to Tan Mo, she had to ask, "What happened? "

Tan Mo pursed her lips and was silent for a long time before she said.

"He was just looking at you."

Qiao Lan: "......"

It's a bit hard to know what to do.

Tan Mo naturally wouldn't lie, so Ji Su must have looked, perhaps intentionally, but perhaps only casually.

Do you want to talk to Tan Mo like that?

Qiao Lan quickly made a mental comparison, or not.

There's no point in getting into this stuff with Tan Mo over someone who doesn't have anything to do with her, she doesn't like Ji Su and doesn't want to have anything to do with Ji Su, after all Luo Man likes Ji Su.

She had no intention of getting close to Ji Su, so if Tan Mo didn't like it, she should stay away from her.

Although Qiao Lan felt that Ji Su was really looking for her for business purposes.

"I know", Qiao Lan said, taking Tan Mo's arm, "I'm definitely staying away... Okay, enough about him... I promised you a surprise."

Tan Mo was not able to detach himself from his emotions so easily, especially with Ji Su's look, which made him feel a sense of crisis.

Qiao Lan can stay away, but after all, he is in the same school and in the same major. What if Ji Su still approaches Qiao Lan in the future in an official manner, and what if he is not in class at that time?

What can you do to get Qiao Lan to quit the club?

Or maybe ...... is trying to convince Qiao Lan to move out...

Yes, move out, it's the best thing to do.

If they had moved out earlier, Ji Su would never have called Qiao Lan today, after all, it was convenient because she knew Qiao Lan was at school.

The more Tan Mo thinks about it, the better it is to move out. Besides spending an extra 10 hours or so with Qiao Lan every day, it also allows her to get away with a lot of things.

But what do I tell Qiao Lan?

Just say it bluntly?

Tan Mo was a little apprehensive, he wasn't sure if Qiao Lan would agree, so when Qiao Lan said he had a surprise for him, Tan Mo asked, still a little listless and not very energetic.

"What."

Qiao Lan looked around and didn't see any students close by, after all, it was embarrassing to say that in broad daylight.

Reaching down and squeezing Tan Mo's left shoulder, Qiao Lan whispered close to Tan Mo's ear.

"Let's move out."

Tan Mo froze.

It took five seconds to tell if this was real or an illusion.

After all, one minute she was thinking of ways to convince Qiao Lan to move out, and the next minute she was saying something like this, so it's no wonder Tan Mo didn't react.

It was hard to react and ask a silly question.

"Why?"

And you ask why? Qiao Lan's eyes rounded, "You don't want to?"

"Think!"

Tan Mo finally stopped being silly and said "think" very quickly, which shows how much he wanted to.

Qiao Lan's eyes curled up in a smile, "You just want to, why do you ask?

Tan Mo did not reply.

Day 2.

Qiao Lan knows why Tan Mo did not answer.

Tan Mo, who was so happy that her tail was in the air, handed her the keys.

"House hunting is done, tomorrow, Saturday, moving!"