Chapter 61: Dazzling

Qiao Lan is not a person who shows too much emotion, but at this moment, seeing Tan Mo standing and walking like everyone else, she couldn't stop crying.

Almost two hundred days and nights have passed since January and now, in September, Tan Mo has never said where he is going or whether he will come back or not.

For others, Tan Mo's return and standing up was just a shock and a surprise, but for Qiao Lan, the moment she saw Tan Mo again, her heart, which had been in limbo, finally fell back into place, bit by bit.

There is a sudden retreat and reliance behind you.

Outside the classroom, many of the students from the outside office were pulling the door to look in, buzzing and talking, but inside the classroom was excessively quiet, with almost all eyes on Tan Mo.

He was already extremely good looking, only everyone would always ignore his looks because of his crippled legs, but now he stood up like everyone else, his body was tall and lean with long legs, and his teenage complexion was extremely white, the face that had been ignored by everyone suddenly looked like it had risen more than a notch again, and looking over again for a split second everyone felt two words.

Stunning.

Tan Mo stands up to Hao Ying and Chen Yaoyang, if not more so.

Because before Tan Mo stood up, everyone called him by two words, genius.

The silence around the room reverted to noise for a dozen seconds or so, although there were still many people looking this way from time to time.

Bai Yu, who had just said she wanted to sit at the same table with Qiao Lan, didn't even think about why, and instantly bounced up from the stool next to Qiao Lan, turning her head to Qiao Lan and saying, "Why is Tan Mo back all of a sudden? Forget it, Tan Mo is back, you two can continue to sit at the same table..."

Before Tan Mo came back, she felt that it didn't matter who Qiao Lan sat with, but once Tan Mo came back, that seat seemed to become Tan Mo's exclusive seat.

Tan Mo and Bai Yu said thank you and walked to Qiao Lan with their long legs, saying "I'm back", but they were struck by the sight of Qiao Lan's wet eyes, and their hearts were sore and sore.

Tan Mo's eyes trembled. For 200 days and nights, lying in bed exhausted after rehabilitation, no one knew how much he missed her, and every time Qiao Lan called, listening to the voice on the receiver, Tan Mo wanted to go home immediately.

Missed her too much.

The girl's eyes were slightly red and her dark eyes were misted with water, so beautiful that Tan Mo wanted to kiss away all the tears.

But he couldn't. Tan Mo lowered his eyelashes and took out a clean tissue and handed it to Qiao Lan, who, as if she hadn't recovered yet, took the tissue and clutched it in her hand, but her eyes were still staring at him. Tan Mo froze, then hesitantly took out a new tissue, his fingers were too stiff, but he still came as close as he could and gently wiped away the tears under the girl's eyes.

Qiao Lan felt that the trance she had just been in had disappeared, and as she gazed at the young man who was so close to her with his delicate and beautiful eyes, she could hear her heart beating even more clearly than usual.

It's still in the classroom, and there may be students around who will look over, but Qiao Lan doesn't want to push Tan Mo.

Her mood swings were so bad that she needed this kind of attention, and Qiao Lan even felt the urge to hug Tan Mo so that she could be fully calmed.

But there were so many people around that Qiao Lan suddenly felt that her friendly classmates were a bit of an eyesore.

The tears dried, Tan Mo removed her hand somewhat fondly, hid the fondness in her eyes, and said in as calm a voice as she could muster, "There you go."

Qiao Lan blinked and took a deep breath before plopping down on the table, then turned her cheek in Tan Mo's direction and spoke, "So you were away for so long, just to go to rehab?"

"Well," Tan Mo nodded, "I came back yesterday afternoon and wanted to surprise you."

Tan Mo said, glancing over at her classmates who looked over here from time to time, she also changed to the same position as Qiao Lan, and was instantly wrapped up in this sense of dark intimacy.

Tan Mo's heart was beating fast, both because of the deliberate intimacy he could not resist and because it was the first time he had dared to go and be intimate with Qiao Lan in front of other people.

He is on his feet, he can walk, no one except Qiao Lan knows he has Asperger syndrome, no one will think he is not a normal person, no one will think he is behaving strangely, and even if someone finds out about his fondness for Qiao Lan, no one will mock Qiao Lan anymore.

And, even, he deliberately tried to do so.

He doesn't dare or want Qiao Lan to know how he feels about her, but he wants everyone but Qiao Lan to know, especially the boys who share his feelings for her and like her.

Tan Mo knew that from the moment she entered the classroom, Hao Ying never took her eyes off her, and the more Hao Ying looked, the closer Tan Mo could not help but get to Qiao Lan.

Qiao Lan was completely unaware of Tan Mo's sudden, bold change of possessiveness and assertiveness as she stood up, her eyebrows arched in a smile, "It's really a surprise," but then she thought of something else and said, "The rehab is painful, isn't it? I've heard it usually hurts more than when you're injured."

She was concerned for him, heartbroken, I think.

Tan Mo felt as if a drop of manna had dripped into her parched heart, and suddenly couldn't resist the urge to make her heart ache a little more.

"It hurts," Tan Mo said, staring intently into Qiao Lan's eyes, "sometimes it hurts so much that I want to... just die."

If only she had shown a few more moments of intolerance, he would have...

A sudden warmth in his hand, a cold hand held by the girl's thin, soft fingers, and Tan Mo's body stiffened suddenly.

"Tan Mo, whatever happens in the future, don't hide it from me," Qiao Lan said, looking him in the eye, "I know you don't want to let me down, but if you don't tell me, I'll be very worried."

Tan Mo didn't move and let the girl hold his hand, not daring to move and not wanting to move for fear that if he did, Qi Qiao Lan would take it back.

He nodded mechanically, feeling at this moment that whatever Qiao Lan said, he would agree to it all without thinking.

Looking at Tan Mo, who was dumbfounded and completely unresponsive, Qiao Lan withdrew her hand.

When she heard Tan Mo say that she wanted to die because of the pain, she was really distressed at that moment, so she subconsciously grabbed Tan Mo's hand, but after Tan Mo stiffened and did not move, she could not help but question herself.

What are you doing?

After saying "I want to take care of you for the rest of my life", Qiao Lan can no longer look at their relationship the way she used to, and after being separated from Tan Mo for over two hundred days, Qiao Lan understands how much she depends on and misses Tan Mo.

Qiao Lan admits that her feelings for Tan Mo are becoming a bit blurred and today she is a bit out of control, unable to stop herself from getting close to Tan Mo.

But Tan Mo has AS and is a child who doesn't know anything, what is she doing? Seeing Tan Mo stiffen up like that, it was a shock to her.

The class teacher came in from outside and Qiao Lan leapt up from his desk, clearing his mind of the chaotic thoughts he had just had.

Tan Mo, who was indeed startled by Qiao Lan, but not for the same reason as Qiao Lan had imagined, stared at his right hand as if it were a treasure for a long time, and only looked up when his name was called by the class teacher.

Naturally, the class teacher is delighted to have Tan Mo back, a top student with a good chance of making it to the top, and no teacher would dislike that.

Listening to the class teacher's enthusiastic speech from the podium, Tan Mo used her afterglow to double check that Qiao Lan was listening carefully to the teacher's speech before pretending to unintentionally press her right hand to her lips and give her a gentle kiss.

There is some weakness of heart, some nervousness, yet I can't stop liking it.

The academic god who was firmly at the top of his grade and scored almost all perfect marks in science and other subjects is back, not only back, but out of his wheelchair, and many students who saw Tan Mo today are talking about it.

"He got up, literally, I saw him, walking over by himself, not seeing anything wrong with his leg at all."

"I don't know why, but Tan Mo's whole body just glows when he stands up, how come I've never found Tan Mo so handsome?"

"Tan Mo can't be called handsome, he's not handsome like Chen Yaoyang and Hao Ying, he's just good looking, I love this one!"

"I announce that I have given up the number one spot in my heart for the male god, Chen Yaoyang is in second place and Tan Mo is promoted to number one, after all, he is a super god of learning and carries his own buffs."

Tan Mo, on her feet, loses her title as a disabled person, and all the good and wonderful things that she has done are suddenly revealed to everyone.

No one insulted him anymore, no one looked down on him, and when his classmates talked about him, they instantly put him on the level of Hao Ying and Chen Yaoyang, who were no worse than Tan Mo in any way, in terms of looks, family and grades.

Qiao Lan doesn't know how Tan Mo feels, but Qiao Lan is proud to have seen all the praise for Tan Mo in the postings and the curious students who came outside the classroom after class to poke around Tan Mo.

He's just that good.

I can't believe you guys are just finding out.

Tan Mo still didn't go to evening study. He had wanted to go, after all, walking was no longer a problem, but now he had something new to do in the evening.

He still has to work out intensely in order to recover better and Tan Mo has asked Uncle Chan to hire a professional private sparring coach.

A method of combat that is far more useful in real combat than kickboxing, karate, etc. He doesn't care about anything else, he just wants to have the strength to protect Qiao Lan in the quickest possible time, in any way.

His long figure passed Xiang Xiaohan's eyes. Xiang Xiaohan sat dazed in her seat, looking at the boy she had once humiliated, now so dazzling that she dared not look at him, and she suddenly remembered Tan Mo's cold words.

You are something.

Xiang Xiaohan wanted to say something, to be with Tan Mo, but no longer dared.