I Lost My Memory After She Was Moved

"I'm fine, why are you here?"

The surprise on Jian Mu's face has not dissipated. After all, although she was looking forward to seeing Cen Luo, she didn't really think that Cen Luo would come to see her again today.

Cen Luo didn't answer her, but instead asked her: "Have you eaten yet?"

"No."

After getting the answer, Cen Luo opened the insulated rice bucket, and the room was instantly filled with the aroma of meat, which smelled very appetizing.

He took out a paper bowl and a spoon from the backpack, poured some of the contents in the thermal insulation bucket into the paper bowl, and then stirred it with a spoon.

In the morning, Jian Mu drank clear porridge. In addition, she had been fasting for a day yesterday. When she smelled the smell of meat, Jian Mu felt a little greedy.

Cen Luo calmly stirred the meat and soup in the paper bowl.

"Did you do this?" Jian Mu asked.

"How can I do this." Cen Luo didn't lift his eyelids, as if she thought she was telling a joke, he chuckled lightly.

When Cen Luo raised his eyes, he found that Jian Mu was staring at her, his eyes seemed to be answering what she had just said.

"Well, I don't have the ability now," Guessing that Jian Mu was trying to say that she had the ability, Cen Luo explained, "This is the black chicken soup that my mother made."

"But you can only drink soup and not meat."

"Why?" Jian Mu obviously forgot her situation and asked subconsciously.

Cen Luo raised his chin and pointed to the drip bottle beside him: "Why do you say?"

Jian Mu was silent.

No wonder there were so many pieces of chicken and spare ribs poured out, and Cen Luo poured it back again. It turned out that he only intended to give her soup.

"But," Jian Mu said cautiously, "I only drink soup and not meat, isn't it a waste to pour it out?"

"Don't waste it. You may think too much. This meat is my lunch, and yours is only soup."

Jian Mu: "..."

Seeing Jian Mu's shriveled appearance, Cen Luo felt better. He smiled and put the paper bowl full of soup on Jian Mu's right hand side. By the way, he clipped the only piece of meat in the paper bowl under Jian Mu's eyelids. went back.

Jian Mu once again: "..."

"Did you eat it yourself in the morning or did your aunt feed it?"

"Myself." Jian Mu's voice was a little discouraged.

"Then drink it yourself." Cen Luo handed the spoon to Jian Mu's hand.

Jian Mu silently added another sentence: "I asked my aunt to feed it."

However, Cen Luo didn't believe her words anymore, so Jian Mu had no choice but to hold the spoon with her other hand that was not dripping, and tilt her head to try to pour the soup.

After her hard work, she finally filled up half a spoonful, drinking it hard, and the delicious soup finally reached her mouth.

"I found that I wasn't hungry and I didn't want to drink anymore."

Jian Mu put the spoon back into the paper bowl and muttered.

She didn't dare to vent her anger on Cen Luo, let alone ask Cen Luo to feed herself, she didn't even dare to say such words.

Jian Mu was afraid that he would push Cen Luo away again because of his inadvertent stupidity.

At least for now, Cen Luo doesn't seem to reject her that much.

Cen Luo was stunned for a moment and did not answer in time.

This made Jian Mu think that it was her behavior that disgusted Cen Luo. She was afraid that she would suddenly turn around and leave, so she quickly explained, "I'm sorry I didn't do it on purpose."

Cen Luo was even more stunned, what did she explain to her suddenly?

What is not intentional?

"Is it bad?" Cen Luo remembered that he had tasted it before he came, and it was pretty good.

"It's delicious." Jian Mu answered quickly.

"Forget it, let me feed you."

Cen Luo picked up the spoon again, stirred it, filled a spoon of soup, and handed it to her mouth: "Ah—"

Jian Mu opened her mouth obediently, but her eyes carefully looked at Cen Luo's expression.

If Cen Luo raised his eyes at this moment, he would see that Jian Mu at this moment was like a stray cat brought back by its owner after being abandoned.

Careful and cautious, constantly watching for fear of being offended.

Jian Mu has been staring at Cen Luo, watching her drooping her eyes and stirring, watching her raising her eyes and pursing her lips, every movement is very gentle.

Much like the old days.

Once she was sick and had no appetite. She didn't want to drink or take the medicine, so she lay in bed for a while, and Cen Luo took a small stool and lay down beside her bed and looked at her, rubbing her head for a while. body.

Seeing that she didn't respond, she began to bring the prepared meals to the cabinet by her bedside and began to eat on her own, without asking her if she would eat it or not.

Later, she took the initiative to say that she wanted to eat, because not only could she not resist the fragrant food, but she could not resist Cen Luo's "eat and broadcast".

It looks so delicious.

In the end, Cen Luo coaxed her to eat the food and finish the medicine.

"Do I look like a joke?" Cen Luo put the spoon into the bowl and asked Jian Mu.

Only then did Jian Mu react, and she couldn't help laughing when she thought of Cen Luo's eating appearance at that time.

"No, I just remembered something." Jian Mu replied in a low voice.

"Oh--"

With an inexplicable smile, he looked at her in a trance, as if he was looking at her but not like he was looking at her.

After that, the room was quiet for a while.

Jian Mu thought that she had made Cen Luo angry, and was thinking about what would make her not angry.

And Cen Luo was just a little sleepy because the lunch break time came, so the movements in her hands quickened.

"Aren't you home for New Year's dinner?" Jian Mu asked aloud just after drinking Cen Luo's soup.

She didn't answer the question she asked why Cen Luo came, so Jian Mu didn't know why Cen Luo suddenly appeared in the ward.

"You were injured because of me anyway. I should take care of you anyway."

Cen Luo thought about it for a while and felt that it was not good for him.

She celebrated the New Year at home, while Jian Mu was hospitalized in a deserted hospital alone.

I always feel a little uneasy.

Although she was answering Jian Mu's question, she didn't stop moving at all. She wanted to go to bed and take a nap after feeding Jian Mu as soon as possible.

She feeds fast and doesn't care if the eater can swallow it in time.

Although Jian Mu was trying his best to swallow, it was still not as fast as Cen Luo.

Soon, she was choked by something suspected of broken bones, coughed several times in a row, and the soup in the spoon in Cen Luo's hand also spilled onto the quilt and body because of her sudden push.

Cen Luo hurriedly patted her back, wiped her clothes with a paper and asked, "Are you okay?"

"I-I'm fine."

Are you choking and haven't recovered yet? How do you feel when you are talking?

His face was so red that he seemed choked.

However, the next moment, when Cen Luo saw where the tissue in her hand was wiping, her expression suddenly changed.

He quickly retracted his hand: "I... didn't mean to."

How can she not pay attention to it so much.

"Well...I know." Jian Mu lowered her eyes.

Cen Luo: "..."

She said she knew, but her actions were more like saying she didn't know.

With her head lowered, no matter how she looked at her grievances, Cen Luo felt that she had just acted as a rogue.

But bringing up the topic again seems to make the scene awkward.

Cen Luo coughed lightly: "Are you still drinking?"

In a while, half the bowl of soup has bottomed out.

Cen Luo didn't let Jian Mu eat meat, and it wasn't because she was deliberately greedy, but because of the doctor's advice that Jian Mu should not eat too much for the past two days after she woke up, and she could only let her eat a little meat in the evening.

So at night, Cen Luo went to the lounge to heat the insulated rice bucket with a microwave.

Rou Cenluo in the heat preservation bucket didn't move. When he said that, he couldn't help but tease because of the change in Jian Mu's expression and the quiet atmosphere in the ward.

After Jian Mu had dinner, Cen Luo went to the cafeteria for dinner. The cafeteria was deserted and empty. She ate a couple of bites and went for a walk around the surrounding park.

The hospital this time was not the one where she stayed last time. At that time, the principle of proximity was chosen urgently.

Cen Luo sat in the park for a long time until night fell, and a child lit a fairy fireworks stick in the open space of the park.

Watching the flames sink a little bit, the light of the ignition became particularly bright at night.

The children also cheered and cheered because of this light, vying to grab the fairy fireworks stick in each other's hands.

Small children are easy to satisfy.

"Girl, do you want to buy a fairy fireworks stick?"

I don't know when an old grandmother had walked to Cen Luo's side, and she took a dozen bundled fireworks sticks from behind.

Cen Luo looked at the fireworks stick in her hand and fell into thought.

Jian Mu's ward has an accompanying bed. At noon, Cen Luo closed the curtain there and took a nap for a while.

Originally, Jian Mu thought that Cen Luo would go home after she finished dinner, but she didn't expect Cen Luo to come back after nine o'clock.

Jian Mu didn't know why, but he didn't dare to ask the reason, and saw that Cen Luo entered the ward and dragged a chair over to sit by the wall.

Seeing Jian Mu's gaze on her, Cen Luo raised her head and said to her, "You are busy with your own business, don't worry about me."

Jian Mu: "..."

Looking around, there seemed to be nothing to keep her busy.

"Isn't it the first time for you to be so idle? I usually feel like you are quite busy." As if aware of Jian Mu's boredom, Cen Luo tried to chat with her.

"I used to be very busy." Jian Mu pursed her lips, glanced at Cen Luo, and said, "I won't anymore."

"Huh?" Cen Luo was busy editing the video in the software, and raised his head when he heard her words.

"I said, I won't ignore life because of work in the future." Jian Mu murmured back.

Cen Luo snorted, thinking that Jian Mu was tired from work, so he echoed her and said, "Indeed, work is also for life, and ignoring life for work is not worth the loss."

The ward became quiet, and after a while, Jian Mu asked her, "What are you doing?"

"I'm... I'll tell you later." Cen Luo almost said it smoothly, and after he reacted, he was sold out.

After a long time, Jian Mu felt like she was going to fall asleep, but Cen Luo was still nodding her phone with her head down, not knowing what she was doing.

Let's say that Cen Luo threw himself on the phone, and when Jian Mu was about to fall asleep, Cen Luo would wake her up again.

It wasn't until half past eleven that Cen Luo finally showed her what she had just done.

"Look-" Cen Luo handed Jian Mu the video he had cut in his hand.

It was a video that Cen Luo recorded just now. She quietly burned the fairy stick, interspersed with some good-looking random shots during this time.

There are her co-productions with Qin Ran, Xu Fengwan, Zhao Zhao, Yu Jiao and others.

Cen Luo hesitated for a while whether to add Xu Yanyan. The two hadn't spoken for a while. She seemed to be still angry, and it seemed a little unsuitable now, so Cen Luo didn't add her in the end.

Jian Mu lowered her eyes and replied softly, "It's beautiful."

For more than a minute of video, Cen Luo cut more than two hours.

"Wait until midnight." Cen Luo put away his phone, then walked to the window and looked out the window.

Jian Mu reluctantly hooked her lips, so she could only comfort herself. Although she didn't have herself in it, at least she was the first person to see the New Year's video.

But what Jian Mu didn't know was that the reason why Cen Luo edited it for so long was because she would ask the friends in the photo how she was doing every time she edited it.

So, what Jian Mu didn't know was that she wasn't the first person to see the New Year's video.

After a while, the sky suddenly lit up, colorful fireworks began to bloom in the sky, and the sound of firecrackers came from a distance.

Cen Luo stood outside the window and looked at the fireworks in the sky, the corners of his lips and eyes were bent, and he couldn't help muttering to himself:

"So lovely."

The voice could be heard clearly in the quiet ward.

Only then did Jian Mu realize that Cen Luo was keeping her year old with her.

Jian Mu looked at Cen Luo's profile, and even though she knew that Cen Luo was not what she said to her, she repeated her words: "Well, it's beautiful."

After a while, Cen Luo stopped watching the fireworks, and looked back at Jian Mu: "Isn't it beautiful?"

Jian Mu nodded lightly and looked at Cen Luo: "Good-looking."

"This is the best fireworks I've ever seen."

Cen Luo frowned and walked to her bedside: "Then you saw too few fireworks?"

Jian Mu was silent for a while, then said, "Happy New Year, Cen Luo."

This is the third time Jian Mu has said Happy New Year to Cen Luo.

The first two times there was no response, and this time there will be a response?

In her eyes full of anticipation, Cen Luo finally responded to Jian Mu, she said:

"Happy New Year, Jane Mu."

The author has something to say: the crematorium is not over yet.

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