Tan Mo has a slight mutism, especially in front of things that he can't predict.
Even though he was nervous and at a loss, he wanted to ask why.
Qiao Lan smiled, "I just quit my job in a western restaurant today."
Tan Mo was blankly startled before he said, "...why."
"Before I told you that I didn't need you to help , and I didn't lie to you. You helped
a lot. Now I can go to school and live a good life without having to go to work. But in the end I decided to resign because of other reasons. I guessed it was because of my family. I don't plan to go ho anymore. I also submitted an application for residence with the head teacher this morning, and it will be done in one or two days."
Qiao Lan's speech was slower than usual, and she was very specific and detailed.
"This card is the money I saved in the first half of the year. The total is a little more than 20,000 yuan. If nothing happens, this will be my reserve for two and a half years after high school." He smiled, "Don't feel less , The monthly living expenses of five hundred yuan is enough for ordinary high school students, but it may not be enough for an ergency. If it is really not enough, I will co to you."
Qiao Lan finally figured it out, Tan Mo had a nerve, how could she follow her mind.
Twenty thousand yuan is completely enough for her, so Qiao Lan doesn't think she will actually borrow money from Tan Mo soday, but she changes her rhetoric a bit, and the change makes Tan Mo more willing to listen and accept it, like Now that he said that he really wanted Tan Mo, the previous deadlock would be solved.
She raised her head and looked at the teenager seriously, "Tan Mo, you will lend it to ."
Tan Mo's fingers on the wheelchair clenched unconsciously little by little, and answered without thinking, "Of course."
"I knew you were the best." Qiao Lan smiled and curled his eyes. The teenager is not noisy, simple and sincere. Qiao Lan always feels that the teenager in front of him is like a ignorant but totally dependent on her. As a result, he beca more patient and his voice softened.
"Then I will give you this card now. You can check whether the balance above is really enough, and know if I am really short of money. The password is ******. You are so good at rembering numbers, for sure You can rember it all at once."
In just such a mont, Qiao Lan said so much, and the amount of information in the words was so large that Tan Mo felt that he suddenly couldn't understand all of it for a while.
After hearing Qiao Lan said that he had resigned, Tan Mo felt that he didn't seem to be very angry at that ti. Qiao Lan said that he didn't need his help but the help of anyone. This logical thinking made Tan Mo The hurdle that Mo Jiang had been struggling with in his heart and couldn't get past finally subsided.
But who would have thought that Qiao Lan would say those things afterwards.
She gave him a card, which she said was all her savings for the next two years.
Qiao Lan gave him all his savings for safekeeping.
Tan Mo looked down at the small card Qiao Lan had put in his hand. There were too many thoughts and emotions that could not be discerned in his mind for a ti, and he was noisy and quarrelled, making him completely unsure of what to say.
Among those mixed emotions, what finally ca to my heart was unspeakable peace of mind.
Before, he thought Qiao Lan didn't care that he deceived him, but now thinking about it, it might really be sothing wrong with his logic.
There seed to be so substantial bond between them suddenly, and for a mont, it seed that they were not afraid of anything.
He really felt that he was needed.
Needed by Qiao Lan.
Qiao Lan looked up and looked at the teenager's face, pale and still expressionless, but there were many different things in those beautiful eyes. She raised her lips and smiled, but said, "Why don't you talk about the cards? Are you still angry, or don't want to keep it for , if you don't want to, then I'll take it..."
After that, he reached out and pretended to take the card back.
The boy held the card in his hand, "mine," he fixedly looked at Qiao Lan and said, "Give it to , it's mine."
"Yours, yours," Qiao Lan stopped teasing him. "Then you must help
keep it safe and don't lose it."
The boy's eyes fixedly looked at her and promised, "No."
Qiao Lan couldn't help laughing again, and suddenly wanted to reach out and touch Tan Mo's hair, but Tan Mo definitely didn't like it, so she stopped.
After a while, Qiao Lan went out to help Aunt Chen clean up the kitchen, and Uncle Chen carefully glanced at Tan Mo's room.
After all, he was the one who took care of Tan Mo since he was born. Others can't tell how he can't see it. Although he still has no expression, the gloom and brain all over his body are gone before, and those eyes are bright like sothing.
Uncle Chen was surprised.
He put Qiao Lan at ho to let Qiao Lan think about repairing the relationship between the two. He also thought that if it was too difficult, he would have to find a way to fuel the flas. After all, Qiao Lan is a half-sized baby.
In a blink of an eye, within ten minutes, Tan Mo seed to have blossod.
What did Qiao Lan say to Tan Mo?
Uncle Chen was curious.
Qiao Lan coaxed Tan Mo and ca out to help Aunt Chen, but Aunt Chen was a person who couldn't help herself. She didn't let Qiao Lan do anything, but was busy inquiring.
Ask how Qiao Lan and Tan Mo t, how Tan Mo was at school, and so on.
Qiao Lan said one by one, Chen Auntie didn't know that Tan Mo had another side in school, and heard Qiao Lan say that Tan Mo was very smart, and asked him anything that could not help him, and she smiled extrely happily.
Uncle Chen was speechless, "You let the two children talk, what can you say when an old lady is pulling the little girl."
Qiao Lan smiled and said that there was nothing, but went to talk to Tan Mo.
Tan Mo was reading, and he was in pure English. Hearing Qiao Lan coming in, Tan Mo felt a little nervous again.
Qiao Lan didn't notice. She looked around Tan Mo's room. It was the largest bedroom in the room. It had a large space, including a balcony and a separate bathroom. In the bedroom, except for the bed, there is a desk, and the part next to the wall is a specially-made bookcase. There are no doors, just small lattices. From the wall of the house to the balcony, there are all books.
No matter how much Tan Mo has read, this collection is already amazing enough.
Qiao Lan had just been busy talking to Tan Mo before he had ti to take a look, and now he was surprised afterwards, and then went to read the book Tan Mo was reading now.
"What is this?" Qiao Lan asked.
"Thesilkroads
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