I Lost My Memory After She Was Moved

The next day, when Cen Luo went to work, he was informed by his superior that he had an interview assignment and was going on a business trip for half a month.

The place of business trip happened to be the cotton city that Cen Luo was familiar with.

After asking the opinions of his colleagues, Cen Luo reported the names of himself and Jiang Ting.

"Team leader, can you rest there for a day and have a good time and come back?"

As the lunch break was approaching, Jiang Ting suddenly appeared in front of Cen Luo's desk, holding the table with both hands and staring at Cen Luo expectantly.

His eyes seemed to say: please, please.

Seeing Jiang Ting like this, Cen Luo smiled and nodded: "Yes."

Although Cen Luo just came to Yunjing not long ago, judging from her usual way of dealing with work, it is very likely that she will return to the company after the interview.

So Jiang Ting opened her mouth in advance, hoping to have time to relax after work.

It's not fun for her to play alone, it's better to play with someone who knows cotton city.

Jiang Ting remembered that Cen Luo said last time that she had lived in Cotton City for a while.

"The team leader, can you show me a tour of Cotton City?"

Seeing Jiang Ting's hopeful eyes, Cen Luo chuckled lightly: "Okay."

After receiving Cen Luo's affirmative reply, Jiang Ting clenched her fist with one hand and made a "yeah" sound.

Soon, it was time for lunch break.

Cen Luo closed the computer page, cleaned up the desktop, and prepared to leave the office.

However, before she finished cleaning up, she heard a voice from the door: "Hello, who is Miss Cen Luo?"

"Wow--"

Just as Cen Luo looked up, before he could find the source of the sound, he heard an exclamation.

"There." The person being asked pointed to the place where Zen Luo was located.

Cen Luo looked up and saw a woman wearing the uniform of a flower shop holding a bouquet of red roses in her arms. She walked up to Cen Luo and asked her, "Are you Miss Cen Luo?"

Colleagues who were preparing to go to dinner after get off work all looked at Cen Luo's direction, some were whispering, some exclaimed with admiration.

Cen Luo nodded inexplicably.

Then the woman handed the flower in her arms to Cen Luo: "Miss Cen Luo, this is the flower that Miss Zhao Zhao gave you. She wishes you a happy Wednesday."

Wednesday...happy?

What a happy Wednesday.

"Team leader, pick up the flowers soon?" urged the colleagues who were watching.

Cen Luo took the flower hesitantly.

In fact, she didn't really want to receive flowers in her heart, but the people around her were urging them, and the flower givers were also looking at her expectantly.

She refuses now, and only the flower giver is embarrassed.

Cen Luo put the flower on the table and said thank you.

Originally thought that the flower giver would just leave, but the flower giver raised his arm over his head and made a gesture of love on his head.

"This is what Miss Zhao Zhao asked me to do."

Cen Luo: "?"

"..."

"Wow--"

After showing the love, the flower giver left.

When the colleague next to him was about to ask about the relationship between Cen Luo and Zhao Zhao, another person knocked on the door of the office, and she came in with her head stuck out and asked:

"Excuse me, who is Miss Cen Luo?"

It was another woman in the clothes of a flower shop employee.

"There there—"

The second time this happened, all the colleagues who were still in the office had experience and pointed to Cen Luo's location to the flower giver.

The flower this time is a handful of blue sky stars, which is Cen Luo's favorite flower.

She remembered that she only told Jian Mu that she liked the stars.

Besides, besides Jian Mu, Cen Luo couldn't think of anyone else who would give her flowers.

This time, the flower giver didn't do anything strange, and didn't say anything else.

After Cen Luo took the flowers, the flower giver left the office.

There is no card on the sky full of stars, and no information on the person who sent the flowers can be found.

But when Cen Luo wanted to come, the last person who sent flowers should be Jian Mu.

"Team leader, who gave this starry sky?" Jiang Ting was the first to be curious, and rushed over to look at the flowers in Cen Luo's hands.

Cen Luo smiled: "It seems to be her."

Jiang Ting didn't know who Cen Luo was talking about, but from Cen Luo's expression, she guessed that it was her girlfriend.

"It's so beautiful. But team leader, why did Zhao Zhao send you flowers too?"

Jiang Ting asked many questions.

However, some colleagues didn't know about the relationship between Cen Luo and Zhao Zhao. Thinking of yesterday, someone immediately made a "no wonder this" expression.

"I just said why Zhao Zhao stayed by the team leader's side yesterday, so he and the team leader have known each other for a long time?"

"If you don't understand, ask, team leader, is Zhao Zhao chasing you?"

Hearing this, Cen Luo frowned slightly, and suddenly questioned whether he and Zhao Zhao didn't speak clearly yesterday.

"Don't talk nonsense." Cen Luo scolded lightly.

Putting the roses aside, he put the gypsophila on the table and prepared to take two pictures to send to Jian Mu, telling her that she had received them.

"Oh my god, team leader, I said so many bad things about Zhao Zhao yesterday." Jiang Ting suddenly covered her face and said.

Cen Luo was concentrating on finding the shooting angle of the flower and didn't hear Jiang Ting's words.

Liu Dan on the side comforted her: "It's okay, you just happen to be with Wu Dandan."

Before Cen Luo came this morning, Wu Dandan was inquiring about Cen Luo's favorite food all over the office.

Anyone with discernment who attended the dinner yesterday could see at a glance that Wu Dandan wanted to make up for his behavior yesterday.

"You are cursing me. Offending Jian Mu and offending Zhao Zhao are not the same concept." Jiang Ting retorted Liu Dan in a low voice, and rolled her eyes incidentally.

Jian Mu is Yun Jing's heir, and just a single word can make her job unsafe.

Although she didn't understand why Jian Mu never appeared in Yunjing, the whole Yunjing belonged to Jian Mu in the future, and dismissing a few people was just a trivial matter for her.

And offending Zhao Zhao seems to have nothing to lose to her.

"Some people have been widowed for more than 20 years and haven't received a bunch of flowers, and some people have received two different bouquets a day. People are more angry than people."

Colleagues around were joking.

And Cen Luo only took pictures of Man Tianxing wholeheartedly, and chose a few pictures that looked good and sent them to Jian Mu.

I also sent a circle of friends with the words: I like it.

At this time, Jian Mu was in a meeting and didn't care when the screen was on, but continued to listen to the work report.

Cen Luo didn't receive Jian Mu's reply immediately, so he guessed that Jian Mu should be in a meeting and didn't take it to heart.

I put the gypsophila on a clean place on the table, and also used a shelf to block it to prevent it from accidentally falling, and then went downstairs to eat with my colleagues.

When she got to the cafeteria, Jiang Ting was still thinking about her bad words about Zhao Zhao.

Only then did Cen Luo remember that she had put the rose on the table, and she hadn't asked Zhao Zhao to explain it.

When he arrived at the company restaurant, Cen Luo bought a meal and sat at the dining table, when he suddenly felt the phone vibrate in his pocket.

Thinking that Jian Mu had replied to the message, Cen Luo hurriedly opened the chat software, only to find that it was a friend request.

The note is your Zhao Zhao.

The avatar is a yawning kitten, and the confused look is very cute.

The avatar is good.

Zen Luo nodded in agreement.

As soon as I agreed, I received a message from Zhao Zhao to say hello:

[Sister, have you made a note for me? 】

[Remarked. 】

On the top of the screen page is the huge word Zhao Zhao.

【Show me the screenshot? 】

Although Cen Luo wondered what's so beautiful about it, could it be that her name has a rare character? Afraid of making a typo?

She was puzzled, but she didn't ask, but took a screenshot as she said.

Zhao Zhao: [Wrong. 】

Zhao Zhao: [My Zhao Zhao. 】

Zhao Zhao: [Note that these four words are correct. 】

Cen Luo: [? 】

Zhao Zhao, who was sitting in front of the vanity mirror on the other side, couldn't help chuckling when he saw the question mark.

So cute.

Even the question marks are so cute.

Zhao Zhao: [Sister, have you seen the rose I gave you? Does it look good? 】

Zhao Zhao: [Enough enthusiasm? Like me? 】

Cen Luo: [...]

Cen Luo: [I have a girlfriend. 】

Cen Luo decided to remind her for the last time that if she continued like this, she would not guarantee that she would not block Zhao Zhao.

Zhao Zhao: [I know, am I quite restrained? 】

Cen Luo choked for a while, but she also had problems accepting the flowers.

I didn't want to chat with Zhao Zhao any longer, so I sent a message to Zhao Zhao that I was eating and stopped talking.

【Good afternoon. 】

After Zhao Zhao finished sending the message, he did not receive a reply from Cen Luo.

The makeup and hairdresser in front of her was praising her for her delicate skin, and Zhao Zhao responded casually.

Then, seeing that there was a visible picture in Cen Luo's circle of friends, he clicked in.

The picture is a bunch of gypsophila, and the word is like it.

Zhao Zhao looked at the photo for a long time. After a while, the corners of his lips twitched slightly and he let out a chuckle:

"Sure enough, different flowers have different lives."

The makeup artist glanced at Zhao Zhao's mobile phone screen and accidentally saw the content. He was surprised, but his face remained silent.

After all, doing their business means pretending not to know.

Just when he was about to finish his lunch, Cen Luo received a message reply from Jian Mu.

Jian Mu: [It's pretty. 】

quiet nice?

Cen Luo frowned, she wasn't sharing flowers with Jian Mu.

Cen Luo: [Where did you buy it? 】

Cen Luo made a specious statement, and Jian Mu, who had just left the conference room door, was startled. Is this asking her to guess?

Jian Mu: [I can't guess. 】

Cen Luo felt a little disappointed, it turned out that it wasn't from Jian Mu.

Because seeing the starry sky that he likes, and what happened yesterday, Cen Luo thought that the relationship between the two was a little closer.

But thinking about it carefully, Jian Mu doesn't seem to have sent her flowers much.

Cen Luo: [I don't know, haha. 】

Jian Mu: [Yeah. 】

After that, Cen Luo asked Jian Mu if she had lunch or something, and the two went back and forth for a while.

It was all Cen Luo's questions, and Jian Mu answered them one by one.

It's actually quite good, at least Jian Mu who wants to know will answer.

But it's not very good that Jian Mu doesn't bother much about her own affairs.

After lunch, Cen Luo went back to the office.

As soon as I entered the office, I saw a bouquet of roses lying on the ground.

When I picked it up, there were still a few scattered petals on the ground.

It was so red that it was dazzling, and it was even more shocking when it landed on the white marble floor.

Cen Luo sighed, and saw the sky full of stars placed on the table by himself.

Reminds me of the circle of friends I just posted.

Then I deleted the circle of friends, and threw the gypsophila on the table into the trash can beside the table.

I like Gypsophila because the first flower that Jian Mu gave her was Gypsophila, not because it was Gypsophila.

Not everyone likes the gypsophila given by anyone.

What's more, it's a bunch of flowers that don't have a signature and don't know where they came from.

After that, his eyes stayed on the rose that had just been picked up and placed on the table.

I didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

I don't understand why Zhao Zhao is so stubborn.

Maybe he gave her a hint that he shouldn't have?

After thinking about it for a while, and thinking about it in a different position, if there is a friend who is clearly pursuing her in Jian Mu's friend list, she will definitely feel uncomfortable.

After thinking about it, Cen Luo still deleted his friends.

The roses on the table were not thrown away but were placed in the corner of the drawer.

It wasn't until the day when Cen Luo went on a business trip that she remembered the withered roses.

Take a look, then throw away the flowers.