Chapter 17

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Tan Mo was born with a very slow perception of emotions, which made it even more difficult for him to distinguish delicate and complex feelings. This was the biggest feature of Asperger’s Syndrome.

Disappointment, regret, envy, jealousy, such feelings were rarely seen in Tan Mo’s short life of fifteen years. But even if they did appear, Tan Mo himself could not recognize the emotional fluctuations, he could only summarize them all into more simple and familiar emotions, such as anger and sadness.

At this moment, looking at Qiao Lan’s back when she turned and left, Tan Mo’s heart suddenly felt an emotion so sour that he could not describe it, as well as the urge to explain something to Qiao Lan. For example, he really hated being approached by people, and he really didn’t like being disturbed by others, but for so many days, he did not actually hate Qiao Lan’s approach.

He believed he reacted this way from listening to Qiao Lan’s words because she had misunderstood a very important thing. But he still didn’t understand that this kind of strong emotional fluctuation was called regret.

The high school that Qiao Lan went to also had an attached middle school. After each exam, each grade would release a list of the top 100 for each grade, which was displayed on a display board that everyone could see.

Qiao Yuan had just glanced at it casually when he was passing by. He intended to see if Qiao Lu had made the top 100, and if she did, he wanted to show off.

As a result, at a glance, he saw the highest position on the first grade exhibition board was his own sister’s name.

Qiao Yuan thought it was the same name and surname at first, but after looking at the class next to the name, Qiao Yuan was stunned stupid.

He had never heard Qiao Lan mention that there was someone with the same name and surname as her in her class, so the girl in the first place is his third sister?

Shit, Qiao Lan actually got the first place in the exam?

After school in the afternoon, Qiao Yuan rushed hom and met Qiao Lu on the road. He was so excited that he rushed up and shouted at Qiao Lu, “Sister Lulu, how are you doing this time?” Before Qiao Lu spoke, she shouted, “My sister got the first grade, are you in the top 100?”

Qiao Lu turned blue and shouted, “Qiao Lan copied!”

Copied?

Qiao Yuan shrank his neck.

He didn’t really believe that Qiao Lan could take the exam so well. Now that Qiao Lu said it he really believed it, but he still couldn’t lose face in front of Qiao Lu, so he continued, “If you don’t have any evidence, don’t try to wrong people. If you have the ability, why don’t you copy so well that you’re first in the grade?!”

Qiao Lu rushed up to beat Qiao Yuan, Qiao Yuan rolled off with his chubby body, Qiao Lu stood there still biting her lip, and suddenly cried.

Second Aunt Qiao was cooking at home, when she heard the door opening, she looked back and saw her daughter crying with eyes resembling walnuts. She hurriedly wiped her hands and walked out of the kitchen, “What’s wrong? Who bullied you? “

Second Uncle Qiao who was reading in the room also hurried out. The couple sat next to their daughter and asked her what was wrong. Qiao Lu cried more fiercely when she was comforted by her parents. Second Aunt Qiao thought about the timing and guessed a little.

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