Qiao Lan walked into the classroom with candy in her pocket. She felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the classroom today.
But she didn't think too much about it. Maybe it was because there was a physical education class in the afternoon, and everyone was excited. After all, the previous two physical education classes had been changed to self-study because of the rain.
Today, the sun was shining brightly.
The physical education class was the last class in the afternoon.
After the second class, the students in the class rushed downstairs one by one. Qiao Lan tidied up her things and looked back habitually. Tan Mo hid himself in a small shadow behind the wall with his head down. He didn't fit in with the lively classroom.
Qiao Lan packed her books and went downstairs slowly. The sports field was on the right side of the teaching building, separated by a road. The students gathered together and chattered. The sports committee member was calling for everyone to form a team.
The physical education teacher knew that the students wanted to play basketball, so he organized the students to do a few sets of exercises and dismissed them. The students cheered and rushed to the field.
Song Yao waited for the team to disperse before she turned to look for Qiao Lan.
She didn't know what to do these days.
She was the one who brought Qiao Lan to play, although her friends didn't like Qiao Lan. Even Chen Yaoyang said that Qiao Lan wasn't what she looked like. She was actually very scheming and asked her to stay away from Qiao Lan.
Song Yao was in a difficult position, especially after Qiao Lan quarreled with her close friends. Song Yao was in an even more difficult position. If she took the initiative to ask Qiao Lan to play with her now, her close friends would definitely be unhappy.
But when she turned around and saw Qiao Lan standing alone, she couldn't bear it. She was hesitating whether she should ask Qiao Lan to play with her, but she was pulled away by a girl who was playing with her.
"Why are you in a daze? Yaoyang and the others are going to play basketball!"
Song Yao's thoughts were instantly attracted by Chen Yaoyang's name. When she turned around again, Qiao Lan was gone.
Maybe he also saw Chen Yaoyang and the others playing basketball.
Song Yao knew that Qiao Lan liked Chen Yaoyang, but there were too many people who liked Chen Yaoyang. She was used to it. She even knew that a few of her close friends liked Chen Yaoyang as well.
The basketball court was very lively today.
The boys played ball games while the girls watched. Even students from other classes came to watch the games, mainly because of two people.
One was Chen Yaoyang, the other was Hao Ying.
Chen Yaoyang was handsome and got first place in the grade in the first monthly exam. Since then, he had become a star in the whole school. Hao Ying was a star as soon as he entered the school. Hao Ying looked 70% like a famous actor at that time. When he first reported to school, even the sophomores and juniors came to see him.
The two of them played basketball together. In a short while, the basketball court was surrounded by a circle of people. Qiao Lan went around the crowded basketball court and quietly entered the elementary school building to go back to the classroom.
She was not in the mood to watch a bunch of high school students play basketball. She was also not a masochist. She would rather go back to the classroom and read her books.
The classroom was very quiet. Tan Mo was the only one reading.
All the students went to the sports field for their PE class. He was the only one in the classroom.
Tan Mo liked to be alone. There were no other people around. There was no noise. For Tan Mo, it was a rare relaxation. When he was alone, he read faster than usual. Moreover, he was not tense.
Maintaining a forbidden posture for a long time with high-intensity concentration would make people physically and mentally exhausted.
But the next moment, clear footsteps came into the classroom. Tan Mo's body suddenly stiffened.
Someone came.
He suddenly raised his head. Through the long hair on his forehead, he instantly recognized the person who came to the classroom.
It was the girl who had been greeting him.
But after he warned her to stay away from him last time, she never said good morning or good afternoon to him again.
He guessed that it would be like this. It was reasonable.
If it was a good intention, it should have given up after he rejected it again and again. If it was a bad intention, it should have retreated after he noticed it.
But since it had already given up, why did it appear here again?
Why was it here? Why was it that she could still smile at him like the previous few times?
How could it be a good intention? Even his biological father chose to wash his hands of him after he rejected him a few times, let alone a stranger like this.
Then, was it a bad intention?
It was because she had said those humiliating words to him a few days ago. It was because she had not achieved her goal yet. That was why she was so persistent again and again. What was she trying to do? What did she want?
He lowered his head, guessing what she would do. But he was powerless. Even if she wanted to do something, there was nothing he could do.
He did not have the ability to resist. He did not even have the ability to stand up.
All the sounds around him were clearer than usual. He could hear the girl's footsteps getting closer and closer, as well as the sound of chairs being pulled out … and finally, the sound of books being gently opened.
His surroundings returned to silence.
Tan Mo suddenly raised his head.
The girl who had just entered the classroom was sitting in her seat. Her head was lowered, and she was writing something with a pen in her hand.
She did not approach him. She returned to her seat.
She did not do anything. She did not show any malicious intent. Tan Mo unconsciously tightened his grip on the pen in his hand. His gaze fell directly on the girl sitting in front of him, as if he was trying to find something from her.
The pen tip touched the paper, leaving a soft rustling sound. It was quiet and peaceful.
Tan Mo was still staring at her. If Qiao Lan turned around, she would see that almost suffocating gaze.
In fact, when she had just entered the classroom, she had wanted to go closer to Tan Mo to say hello, but she had realized that Tan Mo was very nervous.
Recalling the content of the materials from before, Qiao Lan gave up on approaching Tan Mo. In the end, she only smiled at Tan Mo and returned to her seat.
Qiao Lan was very serious with her questions. Tan Mo stared at Qiao Lan even more seriously. Qiao Lan's back was facing him, so she could not see his unscrupulous and probing gaze.
Time passed by, and the sun began to move to the west. The sunlight shone into the classroom from the side, illuminating Tan Mo's shadow, which was originally blocked by the wall, bit by bit.
Tan Mo's desk was gradually covered by sunlight. It shone on the opened books, and it slightly hurt Tan Mo's eyes.
He was not very used to bright lights. If it were brighter, his eyes would have been a little blurry.
He turned his gaze back to Qiao Lan, but when he looked again, he could not see Qiao Lan's body clearly. It was as if a layer of darkness had covered his eyes.
His eyes hurt even more.
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them, he reached out to pull the curtain not far away. However, it was a little far. He moved the wheelchair forward, but he could not exert any strength.
Qiao Lan was doing her questions when she heard some movement. When she turned around, she saw Tan Mo's pale hand grabbing the curtain. However, because it was a little far away, the curtain could only make a slight sound.
Qiao Lan then noticed that half of Tan Mo's body was exposed to the sunlight.
He was afraid of light.
Qiao Lan discovered another secret.
After hesitating for a moment, Qiao Lan gently pushed the chair over and stood up. Tan Mo's sensitive hearing instantly heard the sound. His hand that was grabbing the curtain suddenly trembled and froze.
He heard her pull out the chair, and the sound of her footsteps was getting closer and closer to him.
He raised his head stiffly and watched as she walked in front of him. She walked to the window, closed the window, and reached out to pull the curtain back.
In an instant, all the dazzling light was blocked behind the curtain. The space that belonged to Tan Mo regained its former brightness. His vision that was a little blurry because of the sunlight also gradually returned to normal.
He saw the corner of her lips slightly raised, and the dark eyes that were looking at him seriously.
Her pupils were really dark.
However, if Tan Mo could read other people's eyes like a normal person, then he would be able to see the faint smile hidden in those dark eyes.
Tan Mo's body was still tense, but the feeling of being tense seemed to be different from before.
Tan Mo lowered his head. After the other party said, "I'm sorry," he raised his head again.
The girl with dark eyes sat on the chair in front of him, and their eyes were on the same level. "I'm sorry," the girl said. "I just wanted to talk to you that day. I'm really sorry for offending you, but I really didn't mean to."
Tan Mo fixed his eyes on her, and didn't say anything.
Qiao Lan paused, and reached into her pocket. Finally, she took out a lollipop and put it on his desk. "I really didn't mean to. Can you forgive me?"
Tan Mo still looked at her, and still didn't say anything.
Although she knew that it would be difficult to get close to Tan Mo, Qiao Lan was still a little disappointed. Tan Mo was still very resistant to her. She sighed silently, and looked back at the time. There were still five minutes before class ended. She had to go down to gather.
"I have to go down to gather." Qiao Lan stood up, turned around, and walked towards the door. After taking two steps, she turned around and said, "Tan Mo, goodbye."
Tan Mo hid in the shadow behind the wall, and didn't move at all.
It wasn't until Qiao Lan's figure disappeared and the sound of her footsteps faded away that his gaze fell on the candy on the table.
He never ate candy.
After a long silence, he picked up the candy, turned his wheelchair, and slowly moved to Qiao Lan's seat. He slowly put the candy on Qiao Lan's desk.
On the table was Qiao Lan's physics paper that she hadn't finished just now. She had already finished more than half of it, and there were still a few questions that she hadn't finished yet.
It was something that she didn't know how to do, so she purposely left it empty.
Tan Mo stared at this question for less than twenty seconds, and then he turned around expressionlessly.
He could figure out the answer to this question in his mind in just 20 seconds.
He already knew all this knowledge when he was twelve years old, but she couldn't do it.
So stupid.
So stupid that it was beyond imagination.
Would such a stupid person really think of ways to lie to him again and again just to humiliate him?
Tan Mo's hand that was holding the wheelchair froze.
After a long silence, Tan Mo turned his wheelchair back to Qiao Lan's seat. He opened Qiao Lan's book, memorized the name on the book, and finally took the candy that he had just returned.
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