Part 2
Tan Mo was clearly reading the book earlier, but now it seemed that he was just pretending to read the book, and he was eavesdropping on her conversation.
Qiao Lan gave a light cough, pretending to be serious, "Tan Mo, please correct your learning attitude."
Tan Mo was dazed for a moment. Only then did Qiao Lan realize that she shouldn’t joke with Tan Mo, because this dense guy wouldn’t understand the joke.
Maybe it was that Tan Mo was too normal recently, and there was no difference between him and others, so Qiao Lan sometimes suddenly forgot that Tan Mo still suffered from Asperger's syndrome.
The main symptoms of Asperger's syndrome were that the patient could not distinguish all information except words. They would have a hard time understanding body language such as eye expressions or facial expressions, let alone jokes.
Qiao Lan remembered that when she was reading the book about Asperger’s syndrome, someone in it gave an example. An entrepreneur who had already made a name for himself, said in a speech that he had Asperger’s syndrome and used the most simple example to illustrate the inconvenience of this syndrome.
The entrepreneur said that a friend once asked him jokingly, "Could you ask about your watch, what time is it now?"
For normal people, this was a humorous and interesting way to ask the time, but for this entrepreneur, he did not understand it. He thought that his watch couldn’t talk, so naturally it couldn't tell his friend what time it was.
So although he clearly knew what time it was, he still answered his friend "I don't know." What happened after that was easy to understand. His friend thought that he refused to give him the time, so he gradually alienated him from then on.
It was after a long time before he realized what he had done wrong.
Even a successful forty-year-old entrepreneur wouldn't be able to understand his friend’s joke, let alone Tan Mo who was only seventeen.
When Qiao Lan said "Please correct your attitude to study", in Tan Mo's view, it was more like Qiao Lan's unhappy reprimand.
Qiao Lan looked at Tan Mo who was in a daze, and hurriedly changed her words, "What I mean is that I thought you were reading, and you didn’t hear us talking."
Tan Mo suddenly thought of something, and only nodded after a while.
Although Tan Mo was still expressionless, Qiao Lan was familiar with Tan Mo. Seeing his sudden silence, she knew that this seemingly small thing just now had an impact on him.
Qiao Lan could only change the subject quickly and continue with the question Tan Mo had asked her just now.
"I didn’t know what I wanted to study before. Recently I have a little interest in the stock market, so I want to learn a little more about finance."
Tan Qiao’s attention was successfully distracted by Lan Mo's words, "Interested in the stock market?"
"Mhm, I am a little interested." Qiao Lan smiled, "I once read the biography of Stock God. I thought it was quite interesting.”
Tan Mo lowered his head thoughtfully. Qiao Lan tilted her head to look at Tan Mo who was lost in thought, suddenly remembering the new major she once wanted to study.
That was after she met Tan Mo. However, because of Tan Mo’s temporary departure later, she stopped thinking about it. But today, she remembered again.
How could she forget that Asperger's syndrome could not be cured?
Coincidentally, when everyone was chatting together later, Tan Mo also accompanied Qiao Lan. He didn't speak but just listened to other people chatting.
After someone told a joke, everyone including Qiao Lan couldn't help but laugh, but Tan Mo was expressionless.
As soon as the boy who told the joke realized it, he couldn’t help but ask, "Is it not funny?"
Is it funny?
Tan Mo asked subconsciously in his heart, he really didn’t know what was so funny about it.
But everyone except him was laughing, so it was not that the joke was not funny, but that he didn't understand it at all.
Tan Mo suddenly felt his heart tighten.
Because he was able to stand up again, it seemed that he was no different from other people on the surface. More and more people no longer felt that he was not worthy of Qiao Lan.
This feeling was so good that Tan Mo began to indulge in it. It even made him forget a cruel fact.
Even if he could stand up, he was still different from everyone else.
He suffered from a syndrome that could not be cured. Asperger's syndrome, in the eyes of many people, was a mental illness.
How could he forget that? Sure enough, he was still different from other people, and he could never be a normal person.
The sudden awkward silence made the boy who told the story a little embarrassed. Someone next to him quickly saved him from his embarrassment, "Probably the straight-A student didn’t hear it."
“Your joke is too vague, Tan Mo probably didn’t understand it. His mind is used to comprehend difficult problems, not to comprehend your stupid jokes."
"I don't understand what you laughed at." The boy who told the story was shocked. Is this paragraph really so difficult to understand?
The crowd laughed loudly, Tan Mo sat stiffly on the spot, and suddenly felt that his right hand was being squeezed. Tan Mo turned his head in surprise. Qiao Lan let go of his hand and said slowly, "Actually, I didn't understand it either."
"Why did you laugh if you didn’t understand it?" The boy who told the story was depressed. Was this joke really so difficult to understand?
"Because you all are laughing." Qiao Lan shrugged.
Then why didn’t you say it earlier?
The boy wanted to ask, but suddenly remembered Tan Mo's expressionless face, and instantly realized. It turned out that this was the reason.
Everyone couldn’t help but chuckle, "Sure enough, straight-A students’ minds are different from ours."
Tan Mo sat on the chair, slowly clenching his hands secretly.
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