I Lost My Memory After She Was Moved

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Cen Luo and Jiang Ting set off from the hotel on time to the auditorium to attend the press conference of the movie "After the Breakup".

In addition to simple questions at the press conference, they will also conduct exclusive interviews with individual actors.

Cen Luo was in charge of the interview and Jiang Ting was in charge of the filming.

The main actors of "After the Breakup" are all well-known actors in the entertainment industry. After interviewing all the main actors, other supporting actors will be gathered together for interviews.

The market determines the value, and some supporting roles may only have a few seconds of a shot.

This is the company's arrangement, and Cen Luo can't change it.

When interviewing the supporting roles of this movie, Cen Luo found that an actress named Liang Tiantian was staring at him all the time.

His eyes were clean and not malicious.

Cen Luo thought she wanted more shots, so she deliberately asked her two questions.

However, her reaction was a little slow, and she might be distracted. She asked Zen Luo to repeat the question twice before she could answer.

Although it felt strange, Cen Luo didn't think much about it.

After the interview, Liang Tiantian stopped Cen Luo.

Cen Luo was packing equipment with Jiang Ting, and when he heard Liang Tiantian call her name, Cen Luo looked up at her suspiciously:

"Miss Liang, is there anything else?"

Liang Tiantian bit her lip and hesitated.

Jiang Ting also stopped the movement in her hand, guessed in her heart, and then asked:

"Miss Liang wants us to give you a little more footage?"

"No, no." Liang Tiantian waved her hand and bit her lip, "I accidentally bumped into you at the airport today."

After Liang Tiantian said this, Cen Luo remembered the girl who accidentally bumped into her suitcase at the airport.

After taking a closer look, I realized that Liang Tiantian was the girl.

Thinking that Liang Tiantian still felt sorry, Cen Luo smiled: "Didn't you apologize just now?"

Who knew Liang Tiantian shook her head: "I didn't mean to say this, I wanted to ask, are you Cen Xi's sister?"

"boom--"

The interview manuscript and Mai all that had been packed in Cen Luo's hands fell to the ground, making a sound.

This name, Cen Luo has not heard outsiders mention it for many years.

"Team leader?" Jiang Ting bent down and picked up the interview manuscript and Mai that had fallen on the ground, and touched Cen Luo's arm.

Cen Luo took a deep breath and forced a smile to ask Liang Tiantian, "Do you know Xiaoxi?"

Liang Tiantian didn't notice Cen Luo's abnormality. Hearing Cen Luo calling Xiaoxi so familiarly, Liang Tiantian knew that she did not admit the wrong person.

Instantly happy.

"I just said that I didn't admit the wrong person. Sister, you haven't changed at all. You are still as good-looking as you were in junior high school."

Cen Luo didn't know why Liang Tiantian said this, so he just twitched the corners of his mouth slightly and spat out two words: "Really?"

More than ten years later, how could it have not changed at all?

"Yes, yes, in elementary school, Cen Xi often took us to the junior high school to see you, and she would brag to us all day long that she has a good-looking and good-looking sister."

"You don't know, at that time we were so envious that she could have such a sister."

Cen Luo had never heard Cen Xi talk about these things. In his memory, Cen Xi always liked to ask her with a stinky face: "What kind of sister are you? Is there such a big sister as you?"

"She said that she would take us to meet you in the future, but unfortunately I went to live abroad with my mother, and I didn't have the chance to meet you, my sister."

Cen Luo never knew that Cen Xi was proud of her in front of her friends, nor did she know that this group of children in the elementary school wanted to see her.

I can't remember whether Cen Xi asked to take her to see friends.

"Sister, how is Cen Xi now? Has her grades been better? Have you been admitted to Yuncheng University? I heard that she also wants to be a reporter."

When Liang Tiantian and Cen Xi were at the same table in elementary school, what I heard most from her every day was how good her sister was. All relatives and friends like her sister.

But once someone asked her to take them to meet her sister, Cen Xi would shirk and see you next time.

So over the years, Liang Tiantian has been very curious about Cen Luo.

Liang Tiantian's words instantly awakened Cen Luo's memory, and the memories of the past poured out at this moment.

After a long time, Cen Luo found his voice.

"Twelve years ago, she died."

...

After Liang Tiantian left, Jiang Ting carefully observed Cen Luo's every move.

I saw that Cen Luo just adjusted the position of the chairs in the interview room, and also used the broom in the corner to sweep the dust-free ground.

Jiang Ting called out a little worriedly: "Team leader..."

"Huh?" Cen Luo put the broom aside and turned to her, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to ask you what you want for dinner? I see online that it is no good for Miancheng not to eat Miancheng rice noodles. Team leader, do you have any recommended restaurants?"

Jiang Ting is not good at comforting people, especially when she doesn't know everything.

She only knew that she could change the subject so that Cen Luo would not think about those unhappy things.

"Or you can eat other things? Team leader, you are so familiar with Miancheng, you must be more familiar with the places to eat, drink and play."

Jiang Ting, who originally just wanted to divert Cen Luo's thoughts, did not expect that after hearing Jiang Ting's words, Cen Luo was stunned for a moment.

After a long time, he said slowly, "It's in the shop outside Miancheng Primary School. It's delicious."

Jiang Ting did not dare to make a sound and nodded.

The two returned to the hotel to put the filming equipment away, and then went to the store that Cen Luo mentioned.

The last time I came here was in March today, and every spring, Cen Luo would return to Miancheng to live for a while.

The shop owner also knew Cen Luo, and he immediately greeted her when he saw her coming.

"Why are you here today? Is it the old rules?"

The days when Cen Luo appeared in Cotton City were usually spring. Every time, he would order two bowls of rice noodles, one of which must be more spicy, the other one without any chili, and two bottles of rice wine.

The number of visits has increased, and gradually, the shop owner has become familiar with Cen Luo.

"Coming to Cotton City on business." Cen Luo led Jiang Ting to sit down at the dining table, and then asked Jiang Ting what she wanted to eat.

The shop owner knowingly stood by and waited for Jiang Ting to place an order.

Jiang Ting glanced at the menu posted on the wall, saw the bold sign on it, and ordered one without hesitation.

Cen Luo also ordered one with Jiang Ting.

Cotton City is famous for its spring-like seasons and rice noodles with local characteristics. Jiang Ting had already made a simple understanding of Cotton City when she received the notice of a business trip.

"Team leader, do you want to drink a little wine?" Jiang Ting glanced at the top of the counter and saw the words Miancheng Rice Wine on it, and she felt a little anxious.

"That degree is a bit high, and it's easy to get drunk." Cen Luo followed her eyes to understand that she wanted to drink cotton city rice wine, and reminded.

Miancheng rice wine is different from other places, it is very mellow.

"It's okay, I can still drink it."

Saying this, Jiang Ting greeted the shop owner to serve two bottles, but was stopped by Cen Luo:

"One bottle is enough, it will really get you drunk."

"Okay." Jiang Ting changed the two bottles into one bottle.

Cen Luo didn't like drinking, so he just took a sip and didn't pour any more.

And Jiang Ting's alcohol intake is far from what she said, and before the bottom of a bottle is reached, Jiang Ting is a little dizzy.

In the end, it was Cen Luo who helped her back to the hotel.

It was the first time that Cen Luo knew that Jiang Ting would be drunk and crazy when she was drunk, and sang ghostly and howl along the way.

I don't know if her singing is too shocking. The moment she opened her mouth, there was a flapping sound from a small tree by the roadside.

A flock of birds flew overhead.

Jiang Ting is also not honest, moving around, Cen Luo's physical strength is exhausted quickly, and some can't bear it.

He helped her to sit down on the bench by the road, ready to rest for a while.

Jiang Ting still didn't quiet down. Seeing that Cen Luo didn't make a sound, she asked her stupidly:

"Team Leader, are you still sad?"

"I want to comfort you, but I don't know how, hiccup."

Cen Luo laughed and wanted to tell her that it would be the greatest comfort to her to go back to the hotel with her quietly.

Before Cen Luo could speak, Jiang Ting said again seriously: "Leader, let me sing you a song! You will be happy when you listen to me sing."

Then there was a sound of ghost crying and wolf howling, and all the people passing by looked at her with slightly disgusted eyes.

Cen Luo: "..."

It is useless to stop, Jiang Ting will continue to sing.

Somehow, Cen Luo looked at Jiang Ting and suddenly had the desire to talk.

The crescent moon is hanging in the sky, and the wind at night is a little cool.

"You know what? She was eleven when she died, and I was thirteen."

"She said she wanted to go back to Miancheng to see her grandmother, to eat the rice noodles outside Miancheng Primary School, and to drink rice wine, but because she was underage, she could only order a bottle of rice wine and put it aside. I smashed my piggy bank and got angry and refused without thinking about it."

Accompanied by Jiang Ting's singing, Cen Luo slowly confided.

"She is really naughty, and her grades are not very good. She is always visited by teachers at home. Her parents always have a headache, saying that it would be nice if she was as sensible as me."

"Later I realized how hurtful this is to a child. At that time, I just felt that no matter how good I was to her, she would only despise me, saying that it was wrong for me to be a sister like this."

When he saw the shards of the piggy bank scattered all over the place, Cen Luo's heart was full of disappointment and sadness.

No matter how nice she is to Cen Xi, Cen Xi will only reject her.

After school that day, she received a call from Cen Xi, saying that she wanted to go back to Miancheng to see her grandma.

At that time, she was still angry that Cen Xi smashed her piggy bank silently, rejected Cen Xi mercilessly, and even questioned Cen Xi why he did this.

In the end, Cen Xi replied with a smile: "I borrowed this from you to buy you a gift."

Cen Luo has long known that Cen Xi has a comic book every day these days, where is it to buy her a gift, it is obviously to buy a comic book for herself.

"Oh, sister, don't be so stingy, can't I pay you the New Year's money for the new year?"

"The green light is coming soon. I'll wait for you here. I'll take you to a place and let's go to Cotton City together on the weekend."

Even though she refused, Cen Xi still didn't give up.

From a distance, she saw Cen Xi beckoning to her at the traffic light opposite.

Cen Luo was still a little angry, what was the use of the green light, she was still so far from the zebra crossing.

"Can't you come over? I haven't reached the zebra crossing yet."

"But are you coming over later? Okay, I'll go, who made you do well this time, and my parents will scold me when I get home."

At that time, Cen Luo was thinking, why does Cen Xi always like to go against her? She didn't like spicy food, so Cen Xi wanted to put chili in her bowl, saying that the money in the piggy bank was used to buy gifts for her mother, but she still wanted to smash it.

But none of these questions could be answered for her.

Cen Xi's life stopped with a long whistle.

The last words she heard from Cen Xi were the voice of her elder sister.

It has been her nightmare ever since.

I don't know when, Jiang Ting had stopped singing and just stared at Cen Luo blankly.

Cen Luo sent Jiang Ting back to the hotel, put her on the bed, and left the hotel after she fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, it is suitable for a walk with the moonlight and wind.

In the park downstairs, there are still many people who have not slept, and many people are holding cats and walking dogs.

Cen Luo found a bench where no one was sitting and sat down.

The news of her and Jian Mu still stayed in the afternoon when she reported to Jian Mu that she was safe.

In fact, no one cares about what peace is reported.

Cen Luo tried to make a voice call to Jian Mu, but no one answered.

I called again, but heard a cold mechanical female voice: "The user you dialed has been turned off..."

Cen Luo reluctantly fought several times, but the result was still the same.

Why?

Originally thought that the relationship between the two should be further improved, but why did Jian Mu not ask any more questions even if she knew that she was on a business trip, and even did not reply to her news that she was safe.

Oh, and even the phone was turned off.

In the past, Cen Luo would take the initiative to make excuses for Jian Mu, saying that she might be in a meeting now that it is inconvenient.

But now, a lot of accumulated emotions burst out at this moment.

Cen Luo's heart was full of grievances and sadness.

She just wanted to talk to Jian Mu, why couldn't she find anyone?

What made Cen Luo feel even more aggrieved was that when he left Jian Mu, Cen Luo couldn't think of any way to contact Jian Mu other than calling her.

Cen Luo doesn't know anyone around Jian Mu now, and even Jian Mu's family, Cen Luo, has never met.

And Cen Luo's friend, Jian Mu has never been added.

There doesn't seem to be any overlap in their lives.

Except, when Cen Luo tried to cater to Jian Mu.

"Do you need paper?"

There was a weak female voice beside my ear.

Zen Luo shook his head.

Even a stranger would care about her, but why, after so many years, Jian Mu never took the initiative to care about her?