Qiao Lan's expression suddenly changed.

It wasn't because Tan Mo was fighting, but because Tan Mo had met Ji Su.

If it wasn't for Ji Su's words, Tan Mo wouldn't have gotten into a fight.

When Qiao Lan ran over, she realized that the classmate who came to report to her had described it wrongly. It wasn't Tan Mo and Ji Su who were fighting, but Ji Su who was getting beaten up one-sidedly.

Tan Mo was trained after all, while Ji Su looked like a weak scholar. Tan Mo couldn't even beat Ji Su with one hand. Ji Su couldn't even beat Tan Mo.

Qiao Lan let out a sigh of relief, but when she heard the classmate beside her telling them to go find the teacher, Qiao Lan quickened her steps and forcefully pried Tan Mo's hand away from Ji Su's collar.

"Mo Mo, Mo Mo," Qiao Lan tried to pry Tan Mo's hand away, but she couldn't. She turned around and shouted Tan Mo again. Only then did Tan Mo's gaze slowly move to her face. His hand that was grabbing Ji Su slowly loosened and grabbed Qiao Lan.

Qiao Lan could feel Tan Mo's hand trembling. The anger that had just been suppressed suddenly rose up again. Just as she was about to say something, Ji Su beside her straightened his clothes and said,

"If you didn't think so yourself, why did you have to get angry and hit him directly? Look at the people around you. After today, what will they say? And what will Qiao Lan be talked about? You can't control it because you were born this way …"

Tan Mo clenched his fist again. Qiao Lan turned around and saw the dean rushing over. He hugged Tan Mo's fist tightly. "Mo Mo, Mo Mo, wake up …"

"How did he wake up?" Ji Su sneered, "Don't you know that he …"

"Shut up!"

Qiao Lan couldn't take it anymore and said.

She couldn't let Tan Mo stay here. She was completely immune to Ji Su's words, but Tan Mo couldn't. Moreover, Ji Su was a psychology student. Every word he said would poke at Tan Mo's heart. Tan Mo might be triggered by his words.

Qiao Lan grabbed Tan Mo's hand and said to him over and over again, "Mo Mo, listen to me. Go ahead and wait for me in the car, okay?"

Tan Mo's eyes slowly moved down and fell on Qiao Lan's face. He stared at Qiao Lan's face for a long time, then turned around and went downstairs without saying a word.

Ji Su smiled as he watched Tan Mo leave. Then, he turned to Qiao Lan and said, "Look, you also know that he's troublesome."

That's why he let him go first.

Qiao Lan turned around and looked up at the boy in front of her.

He clearly looked harmless and gentle, but he did these kinds of things again and again.

Qiao Lan sneered, "Don't use your logic to think of me. I'm just afraid that he'll be punished. If there weren't so many people around, even if you were beaten to the point of hospitalization, I wouldn't say a word."

Ji Su stopped smiling.

Students came and went to watch the show. After all, whether it was Qiao Lan or Ji Su, Tan Mo, they were all famous people in the school. They were all at the age where they loved to gossip. Although it wasn't appropriate to go up and listen to what they were saying, it didn't stop some people from watching the show.

"You'll regret it," Ji Su finally said after a moment of silence, "Many years later, you'll understand how right my advice was. People with mental illness shouldn't …"

"None of this has anything to do with you," Qiao Lan interrupted Ji Su. After she finished speaking, she looked up at Ji Su and suddenly said, "Senior, do you know about paranoia and paranoia?"

Ji Su was stunned. For a moment, he didn't know why Qiao Lan would ask such a question.

"The more you can't get something, the more you want it. You'll always think that you're completely right and won't give up until you reach your goal. If your condition is more serious, you might have schizophrenia.

Senior, if you really have nothing to do, you should go see a psychiatrist when you have time. It's not scary to be sick, but it's scary to be sick and run out to harm others without knowing it. "

Qiao Lan didn't understand Ji Su's inexplicable persistence at first. It wasn't until she thought that Ji Su might also have a mental illness that she started to have an idea.

Growing up in an abnormal family, he became abnormal. This wasn't something that couldn't be understood.

Ji Su finally wasn't as calm as before. As a person who hated mental illness, it wouldn't be easy for him to accept it when he was suddenly told that he also had a mental illness.

Seeing Ji Su standing there stiffly, Qiao Lan finally felt a little better. When she turned around to leave, she thought of something and turned to Ji Su.

"A psychiatrist's professional ethics is to not use professional knowledge to deal with patients. Regardless of whether you're successful in your studies in the future, you don't deserve to be a psychiatrist. Ji Su, you're on your own."

Qiao Lan walked around the crowd of students who were watching the commotion and went downstairs. After she let out a long sigh of relief, she walked towards the place where Tan Mo usually parked his car.

However, when she got there, Qiao Lan suddenly froze. Tan Mo didn't park his car at the place where he usually parked his car.

Qiao Lan hurriedly took out her phone to call Tan Mo. However, when she dialed the number, she found that his phone was turned off.

Fine snowflakes floated in the sky and landed on Qiao Lan's cheeks. Qiao Lan felt a sudden chill on her cheeks. Suddenly, her whole heart trembled, and her legs went soft. She almost couldn't stand.

The dusty memories that she had forgotten were suddenly dug out.

University, freshman year, final semester, it was snowing.

Tan Mo, suicide.

Qiao Lan only felt that her head had been hit hard. Her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe. She didn't know where to go, but her legs were already running crazily out of control.

She kept calling Tan Mo, but no one answered. Qiao Lan felt that her tears began to fall uncontrollably. She comforted herself in her heart that he wouldn't do that. Even if Ji Su really said something, Tan Mo wouldn't do that.

He was no longer the Tan Mo of the past. He already had someone he loved, and there were also people who loved him very much. How could he bear to part with them?

However, Qiao Lan was still afraid. She was afraid of the so-called fate. She was afraid of the ending that Tan Mo had long been set in the book.

She called Tan Mo's roommate and Uncle Chen's Aunt Chen, but she didn't get any results.

Qiao Lan collapsed and squatted down. She didn't know how much time had passed, but someone slowly walked in front of her on the snow.

Qiao Lan raised her head. Tan Mo stood in front of her and looked at her. After a while, he slowly squatted down.

Qiao Lan was stunned for a long time. Suddenly, she raised her hand and hit Tan Mo hard on the arm. Tears rolled down her cheeks.

Tan Mo didn't say anything. He held her in his arms. After a long time, he stroked her hair. "Good girl. Don't cry."

Qiao Lan cried even harder. She was pulled back from the edge of collapse. The feeling of surviving a disaster made her unable to control her emotions. She wanted to scold him and hit him, but in the end, she just hugged Tan Mo tightly. It was as if she was afraid that he would disappear again.

Tan Mo sighed. Qiao Lan hid it from him. His anger towards Qiao Lan and the fear that pierced the deepest part of his heart from Ji Su all disappeared with Qiao Lan's crying.

Ji Su said that people who were born mentally ill didn't deserve to be in love. Qiao Lan would leave him sooner or later. No one would like a mentally ill person, and no one would accept a mentally ill person for a long time.

Ji Su said that because of him, Qiao Lan was criticized. Because of him, she became a loner and was disliked. She said that she could have studied something she liked more and had a rich and interesting life like other girls. She shouldn't have given up her life and become like this because of him. She said that if he really loved her, he should have left her earlier. There would be better and more normal people to take care of Qiao Lan.

Every word was like a knife stabbing into his heart. Tan Mo lost control and hit someone for the first time. He heard the screams around him. He also heard Qiao Lan calling his name and asking him to let go.

Let go? Why did he let go?

Did she feel sorry for him or did she think that he was wrong?

Tan Mo suddenly didn't want to listen to them anymore. He didn't want to see Ji Su anymore. He turned around and left.

He didn't know where he was going. He didn't dare to guess what Qiao Lan and Ji Su were talking about. He also didn't dare to think about whether Qiao Lan would leave him or not.

Because he was scared, he turned off his phone and drove around aimlessly. When all his thoughts returned to normal, Tan Mo suddenly slapped himself. He turned around and picked up his phone.

Seeing the countless caller ID on his phone, he turned on his phone and confirmed Qiao Lan's location. Then, he drove in the direction of Qiao Lan.

The girl sitting under the streetlight and hugging her knees suddenly overlapped with the girl from three years ago.

Three years ago, he had also picked up this girl who was squatting on the side of the road and brought her home. Since then, she had become his lifelong wish.

Tan Mo walked forward and looked at Qiao Lan who was in a daze with tears all over her face. His heart suddenly ached.

Recalling the thoughts he had during the chaos just now, Tan Mo didn't dare to look into Qiao Lan's eyes again.

He carefully wiped away the tears on Qiao Lan's face and held her cheeks carefully. Even his voice became softer.

"I'm sorry," Tan Mo said.

Qiao Lan's tears rolled down her cheeks again.

"Why did you leave?" Qiao Lan heard her own trembling voice.

"Because I was afraid that you wouldn't want me anymore."

Qiao Lan held Tan Mo's hand tightly. After a while, she said, "Then why did you come back?"

"Because I love you," Tan Mo held her face and kissed her lips gently. "Because I also believe that you love me too."

From the day he got together with Qiao Lan, Tan Mo never dared to believe that Qiao Lan would love him. He didn't even dare to believe that Qiao Lan would love him forever, no matter how sweet they were together and how long they had been together.

This was the inferiority complex he couldn't avoid when facing Qiao Lan.

However, it wasn't until today that Tan Mo realized that he didn't know when, but he had already started to believe that Qiao Lan also liked and loved him.

This girl used her actions and heart to let him settle down in the harbor of love.

She made him no longer afraid and uneasy.

Whenever he thought of the name Qiao Lan, he would feel incomparably safe and warm in his heart.

Therefore, how could Qiao Lan not want him?

Because I love you, I won't leave you.

Because I know that you also love me, I won't leave you.

Tan Mo squatted down and carried the crying girl on his back.

"Lie down." He carried the person on his back more steadily. Stepping on the gradually thickening snowflakes, he walked forward step by step. He felt Qiao Lan's hands holding him tightly and a smile appeared on his lips.

Lie down.

Let's go together.

Go home.