Guide To Raising the Sick Villain

Chapter 22

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“If you ignore me, no one else will care about me.”

This kind of a coquettish remark was hidden in the noisy discussion of the surrounding students, but it penetrated into Tan Mo’s heart deeply.

 Every day, he kept his distance carefully, not willing to pull Qiao Lan into the dark and muddy area around him, but Qiao Lan walked in by herself.

She stood by his side in front of everyone. After that she continued to talk to him, and even asked him to take care of her. But Tan Mo thought that despite everything, the fact was, that every moment of every day, he wanted to be in the same position as Pei Ning. To be able to talk to her about anything and everything without scruples.

In the end, how could he really ignore her.

But he still couldn’t understand why she did it, why she continued to do it.

Was he worth it?

Tan Mo couldn’t understand.

He has always had the mentality of having to understand everything, whether in life or studying. But now, Tan Mo suddenly didn’t want to understand.

After all, was the answer so important?

No, it wasn’t.

He raised his head and faced Qiao Lan, unable to understand the smile in Qiao Lan’s eyes, but he could see the curvature of her lips.

Tan Mo suddenly wanted to laugh. He had never laughed before, but he wanted to give this girl a smile.

But what a smile should be like, Tan Mo didn’t know. He wasn’t like a normal person that could smile without thinking at all. He needed to look at the smiling lips of the girl in front of him and think in his head which muscles of his face should be moved. After that, he would finally imitate it, creating a somewhat nondescript smile.

This imitation is very poor.

There was no smile in his eyes, and the corners of his eyes would not rise. Only the corners of the lips made a faintly discernible arc, which looked strange in the eyes of others, but Qiao Lan understood.

She remembered a sentence she had read. For people with Asperger’s Syndrome, starting to imitate expressions was their first step to getting close to someone.

Qiao Lan’s eyes softened, her chin lying on her arm, her eyes falling on the book torn by him, “Can you tell me what book this is now?” 

The surrounding discussions continued, abd Tan Mo hesitated. Looking up, one could see how many people were looking at them curiously.

But Qiao Lan didn’t look at them or care about them. She looked at him and asked him what book it was.

Tan Mo closed the book, revealing the cover of the book, and then turned the book to face Qiao Lan. He pursed his lips, and after what seemed like a difficult ideological struggle, he finally said, “Classic electrodynamics.”

Qiao Lan’s eyes suddenly became sore.

Tan Mo finally spoke, he finally spoke to her in front of so many people.