Guide To Raising the Sick Villain

Chapter 28

The Christmas party dissipated the tension and pressure brought by the final exams. By the end of the party at ten o’clock in the evening, everyone moved back to the classroom with their chairs and talked about the performance tonight.

Qiao Lan touched her pocket uneasy, and carefully avoided the crowd.

She gave Tan Mo an apple, and Tan Mo also gave her an apple, an apple that felt hot in her hand.

Qiao Lan moved her chair back, and thought about what she owed Tan Mo, something that was getting more and more unclear.

When she returned home at night, Qiao Lan saw the door of her room wide open, and Old Lady Qiao cursed, “Locking her door all the time, she must be hiding something shameless.”

Qiao Lan originally wanted to hide the jade pendant in the room. But looking at her messed up room, she retracted this idea instantly.

Carefully, she put the small box in the most hidden place at the bottom of her school bag, zipped up the school bag, and put it on her bedside table.

She arrived at school the next day. Today was the official day of Christmas. The joy of the students have yet to fade due to the holidays. The atmosphere will probably last until the New Year’s Day holiday ends.

 Especially for the freshman.

This period for early self-study the subject was Chinese. The head teacher stands at the desk and educated the students with his heart and soul. There were only ten days left until the final exam of this semester. The students said that they understood and nodded their heads obediently, but after the head teacher left those who were chatting continued to chat, while some played with their phones secretly.

The school didn’t allow students to use their mobile phones during school hours, but when there are rules there are countermeasures to go against it. More than half of the students in a class still carried their mobile phones with them, and would play hide and seek with the head teacher and grade director every day.

After Christmas Eve last night, it snowed all night and snow covered the campus in the morning.

After early self-study finished, the students who could not hold back rushed out of the classroom to have a snowball fight, especially the 13th class on the first floor, due to their close proximity to the door.

Over 70 or 80% of the students in the classroom ran outside, and only a few stayed in their seats, reading books, and secretly playing with their mobile phones. Qiao Lan took out her exercise book as usual, and started today’s studying. She didn’t raise her eyes as she greeted Tan Mo as he came in.

In the middle of the winter, it was cold outside the classroom. Qiao Lan herself was wearing thick clothes, but Tan Mo was still wearing thin layers like before. He had just come in from outside the classroom. When he sat down, Qiao Lan could feel a cool chill coming from him.

Qiao Lan looked down at his hands on the wheelchair. Without gloves, his overly pale hands seemed to be whiter than usual.

As soon as Tan Mo raised his head, he saw Qiao Lan staring at his hand. He subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but he heard Qiao Lan asking him, “Dressing like this, aren’t you cold?”

Tan Mo shook his head honestly, “It’s not cold.” “

He really wasn’t cold. He was very sensitive to the sun and wind, but not very sensitive to the heat and cold. Uncle Chen always wants him to wear thicker clothes, but the thick clothes wrapped around his body, and the dense cloth pressed on his skin, this feeling was even more difficult for him to accept.