I Lost My Memory After She Was Moved

"Will not."

Cen Luo rubbed his stiff face, exhaled warm breath, and stood up from his squatting body.

Zhao Zhao didn't understand whether she answered "no", whether it meant that no one would like her for more than ten years, or that she would not like this person.

For some answers, perhaps it is better to stick to it if you don't know it.

Zhao Zhao didn't ask any more questions. Seeing her getting up, he walked to the car and helped her open the passenger's door, saying:

"Get in the car and I'll take you home."

The weather has continued to be cold these days, the sky is always foggy, and there are no pedestrians even on the street, which looks a little deserted.

Cen Luo leaned against the car window and yawned, feeling a little sleepy.

"Go to sleep, I'll call you when you arrive at Nanyang Yulou."

Nanyang Yulou is a famous villa area in Yuncheng. Most of the people living in it are famous people from all walks of life.

Just when he got into the car, Cen Luo reported his address.

While waiting for the traffic light, Zhao Zhao glanced at Cen Luo who was sitting beside him.

Seeing her head leaning against the car window and looking out the window with a tired face, she said with concern.

"It's okay." Cen Luo replied lightly.

The drunkenness of the two glasses of wine has long passed, and now only the exhaustion is left.

But if she really sleeps, she can't sleep either, and when she closes her eyes, she will think of countless pictures about today.

It takes at least half an hour to drive from here to Nanyang Yulou.

Zhao Zhao turned on the car music, adjusted the appropriate volume, and there was an aromatherapy in the car.

The environment was too comfortable, and within a few minutes, Cen Luo was trapped so much that he couldn't open his eyes.

"Why do you like someone like her?"

Cen Luo, who had already fallen asleep, was suddenly awakened by this sentence, and hummed in confusion.

Zhao Zhao repeated his own question, but kept his eyes on the traffic light in front of him.

Cen Luo didn't answer, just looked out the window and seemed to recall something.

"Tsk, you're like this, wouldn't it be the most clichéd love at first sight, right?" Zhao Zhao hooked his lower lip, somewhat mockingly.

"It's not good!" Cen Luo retorted.

Just now, Zhao Zhao has always been so concerned about her, and Cen Luo is still not used to it. Now that Zhao Zhao speaks to her in this tone again, Cen Luo finds a sense of steadiness.

A little devil is a little devil.

"What is that?" Zhao Zhao asked.

Over the years, Cen Luo has heard this kind of question from Qin Ran many times.

But she never answered directly.

"Look, isn't it fair when I take you home and you tell me stories and help me relieve my boredom on the road?"

"Don't worry, get out of the car and I'll pretend I didn't hear anything."

Seeing that Cen Luo did not answer, Zhao Zhao tempted again.

She must know why Zen Luo likes that person today.

Cen Luo thought about it, in fact, she also needs a place to share, if it happens to be a story for others to relieve boredom, it is actually quite good.

"It wasn't love at first sight anyway. When I saw Jian Mu for the first time, someone was confessing to her, but she was rejected mercilessly. The girl cried for a long time. At that time, I was thinking, why is this person so indifferent. "

Zhao Zhao tightened his hand on the steering wheel, and then chuckled: "The first impression is so bad? Then you still like her?"

Cen Luo recalled for a moment, smiled softly, and sighed a little:

"Yeah, it's very bad. Later, the next day, I found out that she was the freshman representative of our class and the champion of the provincial high school entrance examination."

"When the freshman representative spoke, the whole person was cold and indifferent, and he didn't have any emotions. He couldn't even smile. That face was really beautiful, but it was really repulsive."

Cen Luo opened the chat box, and he didn't need Zhao Zhao to guide him any more, he continued to talk.

"We are in an adjacent class, so we often meet each other. I never seem to see other people around her. When I go to her class, she always sits alone at the desk and does her homework. No matter how noisy the class is, it seems that it can't affect her. Her world seems to be her own forever."

"I also thought she was like this, indifferent and arrogant. I hated her at that time."

After a long time without hearing Cen Luo's voice, Zhao Zhao turned his face to see Cen Luo falling into memory.

"What do you think? Isn't it a fact?" Zhao Zhao was puzzled. Isn't that the truth? A man who even his girlfriend dared not admit directly.

Don't you have only yourself in your heart?

Afraid of affecting your image? Or, didn't he take Cen Luo as his girlfriend at all?

Zhao Zhao didn't ask directly, one is that he has no identity, and the other is that such words are too hurtful.

After that, Cen Luo did not continue to speak.

In middle school, what Cen Luo hated most was someone who was arrogant and arrogant, even if that person had the ability to be arrogant.

So when he first learned about Jian Mu, Cen Luo was very disgusted with her in his heart. When friends around him talked about the school beauty goddess and mentioned Jian Mu, Cen Luo was always disdainful.

Cen Luo firmly believed in the first feeling. The first feeling that Jian Mu gave her was so bad that Cen Luo didn't feel good about her for a long time.

Therefore, even though Cen Luo and his friends met more than half of the classmates, they didn't plan to meet Jian Mu.

The turning point was one afternoon, when she realized that the Jane Mu she had seen before might not be the real Jane Mu.

"It's about your sister?"

From a distance, you can already see the main entrance of Nanyang Yulou. Seeing that Cen Luo was not ready to speak, Zhao Zhao asked.

"How do you know I have a sister?"

Since high school, Cen Luo has never told anyone that she has a sister.

"Have you really forgotten me?" Zhao Zhao was a little frustrated, she thought that Cen Luo would definitely remember her when she met again.

As a result, once, twice, three times, Cen Luo showed no sign of remembering.

Mingming tried so hard to remind Cen Luo not to forget her at that time.

"what?"

Nanyang Yulou has arrived, and Zhao Zhao parked the car at the parking lot in front of the door.

Cen Luo pulled the door, but the door didn't open, so he turned his head to look at Zhao Zhao.

But she didn't want Zhao Zhao to suddenly lean over to help her unfasten her seat belt. Cen Luo, who originally wanted to avoid her, was stunned by her words.

"What did you say?"

Hearing the sound of the seat belt being unfastened, Zhao Zhao chuckled in satisfaction, looked up at Cen Luo, and said word by word, "Didn't you promise to marry me?"

Zhao Zhao's face was close at hand, the fluff on his face was too fine to be seen, and there seemed to be no makeup on his face, with delicate eyebrows and fair skin.

However, Cen Luo was not confused by her appearance. At this moment, there was only one question in her mind: "When will I..."

The sound stopped suddenly.

"If I call you sister, then you must promise to marry me."

"You shouldn't forget a face as beautiful as mine."

This sentence suddenly appeared in his mind, and Cen Luo couldn't believe it.

That must have been almost eleven years ago.

In the third year of junior high school, just after the high school entrance examination, Cen Luo, who was about to return to Yuncheng from Miancheng, picked up a child on the side of the road.

Dirty all over, his face is yellowish and malnourished.

Originally thought that the child was ten years old at most, but I didn't expect that she was already thirteen years old.

I didn't say where her home was or her name, as if she was afraid that Cen Luo would send her home.

But a thirteen-year-old child, where can he go without going home.

After staying together for almost a month, the child didn't speak much for the first half month, and he was very cautious about Cen Luo.

After staying for a long time, the two gradually became acquainted with each other.

It's just that he always pretended not to hear what Cen Luo asked her to call her sister.

Later, when taking her home, she told Cen Luo in a threatening tone: "I will call you sister, and you must marry me in the future."

Cen Luo thought about it carefully, and he refused without even thinking about it.

"Then don't call me sister, see you in Jianghu."

Thirteen-year-old junior high school children know what to marry or not to marry.

She is different. After school starts, she is a big friend of the first year of high school, and she is going to meet more beautiful sisters.

Unexpectedly, this Zhao Zhao is the child.

Seeing that her expression suddenly stagnated, Zhao Zhao knew that Cen Luo remembered.

"Your memory is worse than I thought, I reminded you so."

Cen Luo pursed her lips and answered her last question: "I didn't promise."

"But I remember that you agreed," Zhao Zhao smiled, "and you worked hard for this goal."

Working hard for this goal...

This is a bit too heavy.

Cen Luo glanced at her and said nothing. Then he opened the door and got out of the car.

Zhao Zhao also got out of the car and stopped Cen Luo who was about to enter Nanyang Yulou.

Cen Luo suddenly realized that he might need to make it clear to Zhao Zhao.

"Zhao Zhao, I just thought you were very similar to my sister at the time. I had no other idea, and now I do, and I have a girlfriend."

But obviously these words have no effect on Zhao Zhao.

"It doesn't matter, Sister Cen Luo, it's just love, not marriage. Who can guarantee not to break up." Zhao Zhao chuckled, "Also, that person doesn't seem to admit your relationship."

Cen Luo: "..."

This Zhao Zhao is really good at talking.

Cen Luo didn't plan to discuss these matters with Zhao Zhao. Cen Luo didn't take the past ten years ago to heart.

I never thought that my unintentional actions would be remembered by others for so many years.

Cen Luo's reaction seemed to be in Zhao Zhao's imagination, so she was not sad because of her resistance.

There were two security guards in the security booth chatting with sunflower seeds. It was dark, and the street lights on both sides of the small road in the community were all on, and the dim lights hit the road.

"Cen Luo."

"Um?"

As soon as Cen Luo responded, he was gently hugged by Zhao Zhao who suddenly approached.

The force was very light, and he let go of his hand almost the second he touched her, so fast that she didn't respond.

"Sister, I'm very happy to see you again."

It was just a hug for a long-awaited reunion, polite and thoughtful, so that Cen Luo couldn't make a mistake.

Cen Luo suddenly remembered what Zhao Zhao looked like when he saw Zhao Zhao in the office today.

If it's true as Zhao Zhao said, she has been working hard to meet again, maybe she can't bear this feeling.

After a long time, Cen Luo heard his own voice: "Thank you for sending me back, the weather is cold, go home early."

It was not until Zhao Zhao's car disappeared from sight that Cen Luo sighed and walked towards Nanyang Yulou again.

Just as he turned around, he saw Jian Mu who had been standing at the door for a long time.

However, Jian Mu's gaze was not on her, but in the direction Zhao Zhao left.

Cen Luo walked quickly to Jian Mu, looking puzzled: "Didn't you have a meeting? Are you coming back so soon?"

Even before she got home.

Jian Mu withdrew her gaze and set her gaze on Cen Luo, who was talking.

The conversation between the classmates in the first year of high school suddenly sounded in my mind:

"Do you know Cen Luo from the third class? She has a really good personality and looks good. I feel that the friends around her are always laughing and laughing. It must be a pleasure to be her friend."

"But she has many friends."

"Then be her girlfriend. Girlfriends must be unique. Does Cen Luo like girls?"

"Yes, but I heard that she was chasing a senior in high school. When that senior seemed to agree, Cen Luo stopped chasing her, and changed to another person."

...

"Jian Mu?"

Not hearing Jian Mu's answer, Cen Luo tilted his head and reached out and shook his hand in front of her.

It was rare to see Jian Mu in a daze, and Cen Luo wondered what she was thinking.

He suddenly remembered Zhao Zhao's actions just now.

Jian Mu won't be here forever, will she?

For such a short second, even if you see it, you shouldn't mind?

Cen Luo still remembered that she had asked Jian Mu before if she would be unhappy if she became an actress one day.

Because being an actor means taking kiss scenes with a lot of people, and maybe you will fall in love with others because of the drama.

Cen Luo said this on purpose, to see if Jian Mu would be jealous or angry.

But she seemed to overestimate herself, or underestimate Jian Mu.

After saying those words at that time, Jian Mu's expression didn't change at all, and she said to her, "Just be happy."

Come to think of it, things like jealousy cannot exist in Jian Mu.

Jian Mu lowered her eyes and kept her eyes on Cen Luo.

After a long time, just when Cen Luo thought that Jian Mu would not answer, he was about to speak out and go home together.

Suddenly, her nostrils were filled with the gentle and fresh fragrance of roses, and there was a hint of coldness in her embrace.

Cen Luo heard Jian Mu whisper:

"Just hold for a while."