Qiao Lan had never paid much attention to dressing up, especially after school had officially started. She was quite busy with her schoolwork.

Freshmen mainly studied the basics. Only human anatomy, physiology, and general psychology were related to their majors. The rest of the courses were basic Marxist principles and basic computer applications. Students could choose their own time for these kinds of courses, so it was possible to have students from various majors in one class.

Tan Mo and Qiao Lan chose the same time.

As usual, Tan Mo was waiting for Qiao Lan at the bottom of the dormitory building. He saw a familiar figure walking out, but when he got closer, he realized that Qiao Lan was different from usual.

Today's Qiao Lan was too beautiful.

Qiao Lan was really suited for makeup. Many celebrities in the entertainment industry were famous for their "makeup face." This type of facial features had a few characteristics. Her face had to be very three-dimensional. She had high brow bones, high facial roots, deep eye sockets, and a high nose bridge. The front of her face had to be very full, and the side of her face was very three-dimensional. Words like gentle and pretty daughter from a humble family were completely unrelated to this type of appearance.

Qiao Lan was this kind of beauty. Her facial features were exquisite and very aggressive. She usually only wore lipstick. She didn't even draw her eyebrows much.

Now, she only needed a little touch up to highlight her facial features. Her makeup wasn't heavy. After all, she was in school. It was just casual makeup. She just drew her eyebrows, hooked her eyeliner, and finally put on lipstick. She was very suitable for that kind of red.

Looking at this face, there was only one word that could be used to describe it.

After finishing her makeup this morning, the girls in the dormitory stared at her for a long time, let alone Tan Mo.

Tan Mo stared at Qiao Lan for a long time in a daze. The moment he came back to his senses, his mood instantly became extremely bad.

He wanted to wipe off all the makeup on Qiao Lan's face.

He wanted everyone around him to disappear. Men and women, everyone, everyone.

He wanted to hide the Qiao Lan and not let anyone see it except himself.

Qiao Lan didn't expect Tan Mo to have such a reaction. She was looking forward to seeing Tan Mo's reaction. She wanted to ask him if it was pretty or if he liked it, but Tan Mo looked at her expressionlessly, which made her feel scared.

Qiao Lan shrunk uncontrollably and asked hesitantly, "Isn't it nice?"

Tan Mo's gaze was unbelievably heavy. He didn't answer but continued to stare at her.

Who was she trying to show off to?

Him?

But if it was him, why did it happen so suddenly?

Today was not a special day for him. Tan Mo thought about it again and again, but he could not think of anything that was worth Qiao Lan putting on makeup for him.

Who was she going to see? Why did she dress up like this?

Tan Mo didn't want to doubt this and that. Ever since they got together, Tan Mo felt that the uneasiness in his heart had gradually disappeared. He started to really believe that maybe he was worthy of being loved. Qiao Lan really liked him, and she liked him more than he thought.

But suddenly, Tan Mo realized that the uneasiness didn't disappear. It was just temporarily suppressed.

As long as there was a slight disturbance in the peaceful life he was addicted to, the uneasiness that he had gradually forgotten would come back in an instant.

Just like now, just because Qiao Lan put on makeup, his nerves had begun to run wild uncontrollably.

Why? Because of who? Was Qiao Lan hiding something from him?

Tan Mo wanted to ask.

But in the end, his rationality won over his emotions. He controlled his expression and asked Qiao Lan, "Are you going to see someone today?"

Qiao Lan shook her head, "No, I'm just going to class."

Just going to class?

Tan Mo clenched his fingers, but tried to use a relatively natural and casual tone to ask Qiao Lan, "Then why did you suddenly put on makeup?"

What was the difference between today's class and the usual?

There seemed to be something different. The professional classes were all attended by students of the same major, but the basic principles of Marxism were attended by many classes together.

Who was in this class?

Qiao Lan really didn't see it. She didn't see the depression under Tan Mo's calm face.

Regarding this question, Qiao Lan really wanted to hide it. She really didn't want to answer why she put on makeup.

Qiao Lan originally expected that Tan Mo would be amazed when he saw her today, and then compliment her for looking good. But in the end, Tan Mo directly asked her why she put on makeup.

When it came to jealousy, it was better to keep it to yourself. How embarrassing would it be if the person involved knew about it?

Qiao Lan raised her head and looked at Tan Mo for a few seconds. Then, she silently took out her phone.

Tan Mo clenched his fingers even tighter. He thought that Qiao Lan deliberately changed the topic and didn't want to answer. But then, Qiao Lan tapped on her phone twice and didn't know what she tapped. Then, she handed the phone back to him and said in a muffled voice, "See for yourself."

Tan Mo lowered his head and looked at the phone. At first glance, his eyes were filled with all kinds of "like" messages.

"What is this?"

"School Confession Wall," Qiao Lan said a little gloomily, "All kinds of confessions."

Why did Qiao Lan show him this?

Tan Mo didn't understand, but since Qiao Lan showed it to him, there must be a reason.

Tan Mo never knew that there was such a place where so many unrelated people mentioned his name. Looking at these "confessions" and then looking at Qiao Lan who was especially beautiful and a little depressed today, Tan Mo finally realized a certain possibility. His heart thumped, and for a moment, he seemed to be able to clearly hear the sound of his heartbeat speeding up.

Was … was it like what he imagined?

Tan Mo strode forward with his long legs and caught up with Qiao Lan in two big steps. "Lan Lan, Qiao Lan!"

The two people who were already eye-catching suddenly became even more eye-catching. In addition, everyone was going to class at this time, so the road was full of students walking by.

Because Tan Mo was the previous freshman representative, almost everyone who paid attention knew him. Because Tan Mo and Qiao Lan were in different majors, they didn't go to class together every day. Instead, they went to class separately with their roommates. Today, because it was a basic class, they arranged to go together. Only then did Tan Mo openly appear in front of the dormitory building.

Some people didn't know that Tan Mo had a girlfriend. Some people had heard of it, but maybe because Tan Mo was too handsome and too outstanding, even if they heard that he had a girlfriend, they didn't think that this "girlfriend" was that good. Maybe she wasn't even a student in B major. It was because of this that the confessions on the wall were endless. There were even people who said that they would wait for Tan Mo to break up with him.

After all, this was B major. Which one of the people who could come here wasn't outstanding and proud? Especially those who were both outstanding and beautiful, they would definitely think that they were much better than Tan Mo's girlfriend.

In the end, they saw it happen today.

It wasn't that Qiao Lan wasn't beautiful without makeup, but definitely not as perfect and stunning as Qiao Lan with makeup. Many girls couldn't help but turn around to take a look at Qiao Lan. They whispered to their friends who the girl was and asked if she was a student from the film school next door who had gone to the wrong place. Her appearance was definitely good enough in the entertainment circle!

In the end, they saw this super beauty and the new school hunk who was very popular in the school recently holding hands as they went to class together.

.....

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Tan Mo was a person who was very, very sensitive to people's gazes. Of course, he could feel the gazes on him. There were so many gazes that he couldn't count them, but at this moment, he didn't have the mood to care about this.

He grabbed Qiao Lan and forcefully dragged the slightly embarrassed girl over. He lowered his head and whispered in Qiao Lan's ear, "If I'm not wrong …" Tan Mo's heart was beating so fast that he felt like he was floating. Even his words seemed to be floating. When his voice fell into Qiao Lan's ear, it was like a feather tickling.

If I'm not wrong …

"Are you jealous?"

Qiao Lan quickly covered her ear with her other hand and didn't look in Tan Mo's direction. She dragged Tan Mo towards the school building. "Hurry up, class starts in ten minutes."

The gloomy thoughts in his head just now had long disappeared. His eyes were shockingly bright. Without moving, he pulled back Qiao Lan who was forcefully dragging him. No matter how the people around them looked at him, he stared at Qiao Lan's sensitive ear with a burning gaze and wanted her to explain clearly.

"You haven't said whether or not I am."

Qiao Lan: "…"

"Yes or no?"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes!

We're going to be late! "

Tan Mo smiled. His face that was always cold in front of others warmed up. He no longer pulled Qiao Lan to stop her from leaving. Instead, he was pulled by Qiao Lan obediently towards the direction of the classroom.

He was too happy. He was so happy that he was a little dizzy. Just like when Qiao Lan said that she liked him, he became a complete little fool again.

It turned out that Qiao Lan also felt uneasy and worried.

It turned out that this was how it felt to have the person you liked be jealous of you.

Tan Mo didn't know. He only knew what it felt like to be jealous. Before they were together, he didn't have the right to be jealous. After they were together, he had to carefully control his jealousy. Tan Mo didn't like the feeling of his heart floating in the air without a place to settle down. He didn't want to experience that.

But when the person he liked was jealous of him, this feeling was so sweet that it felt like his heart was soaked in honey.

Every day, he was looking for evidence that Qiao Lan liked him and loved him so that he could live a more grounded life. Today was undoubtedly an important day.

But even though this feeling was indescribably good, Tan Mo didn't want to experience it a second time. Because when he was happy, Qiao Lan might be feeling as uneasy as he was back then.

Tan Mo was pulled by Qiao Lan obediently. As they walked, he suddenly said, "You don't have to be jealous."

"Hmm?"

"I only like you."

I only like you. I don't like anyone else at all. My world has long been taken over by you. Your name, your appearance, your voice, they have all occupied my senses.

There is no space left for anyone else.

So there was no need to be jealous. If it wasn't for the confession wall that Qiao Lan showed him today, he wouldn't even know that there was such a place, nor would he know that there was someone else who "liked" him.

What's more, how much did Tan Mo go through to finally understand the meaning of "like"? And what did he go through to say "like"? The word "like" was too expensive for Tan Mo. And this kind of "like" that could be said so casually was so cheap that he didn't want to look at it a second time.

Qiao Lan didn't expect Tan Mo to suddenly say such a thing. The unexpected confession made her heart beat faster.

Qiao Lan stretched out her fingers and held Tan Mo's hand even tighter. She raised her head and looked at the people walking around her with a bright smile.

"I know," Qiao Lan said, "I just want everyone to know that you are mine."

I am a girl who is also beautiful and outstanding enough to be a match for Tan Mo.

I am Tan Mo's girlfriend.

My boyfriend can't be taken away by anyone.

Those who covet Tan Mo should go to the cool side and stay there.

Don't even think about it.