I Lost My Memory After She Was Moved

After leaving the barbecue shop, Jian Mu went back home after a trip to the company.

Different from the firmness of the past, today's Jian Mu feels a little heavy.

When opening the door, he paused at the position of the combination lock, and suddenly Zen Luo's voice sounded in his ear——

"Let's set the password on the day we officially met. Oh, you shouldn't remember it. I'll teach you to press it. 131204, remember?"

He touched his index finger subconsciously, and it seemed that there was still the temperature of Cen Luo when he touched her hand.

But in an instant, Jian Mu frowned, took two steps back, put her hands on the wall, and gasped for breath.

started again.

After a long time, when there were no images in her mind, Jian Mu closed her eyes and entered the password again.

The voice of the intelligent voice gave Jian Mu a sense of security.

Putting the coat and bag on the hanger at the entrance, Jian Mu walked into the living room.

The air conditioner in the room has been automatically turned on, blowing away the coldness from her whole body.

When Jian Mu was the busiest when she bought this suite, the house was just a place for her to live, so she didn't plan to waste time on it, and planned to hand it over to the decoration company directly.

After Cen Luo heard about this, he volunteered to propose her to be in charge of the decoration of the suite.

In Jian Mu's heart, everyone pretended to be the same, so she left this matter to her.

It's just that Jian Mu didn't expect that someone's aesthetics would be so bad.

The room design is nothing but bright and clean as the person in charge said.

The room is full of animation elements, and even the walls are printed with blue jingle cats. From the sofa to the dining table, from the living room to the kitchen, Jian Mu has never seen so many inexplicable animated characters in her life.

Fortunately, the person in charge has a conscience, and will sincerely apologize after seeing Jian Mu silent for a long time:

"I'm sorry! I didn't expect it to be so ugly when I put it all on top, I won't dare it next time!"

Ugly is ugly, but let's go, the house is just a place to rest for her.

Jian Mu looked at Cen Luo who was a little guilty in front of her, saw several Band-Aid stickers on her hand, remembered that she was looking for a room not long ago, and asked out of nowhere, "Would you like to live together?"

Cen Luo was stunned for a moment, then blinked, his face suddenly blushed, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Okay."

What Jian Mu said will not be taken back. Cen Luo has helped her several times, she has known each other for so many years, and has been in a relationship for almost a year, and there are so many rooms, she does not go home very much, and it is not easy to live together. It does not matter.

"When I was a child, my grandmother told me to watch cartoons when they were unhappy. Whether it was a big child or a small child, they would become happy. Do you know them? When I was beaten by my mother when I was a child, I cried and watched them... …”

After nodding, Cen Luo began to tell Jian Mu about her indissoluble bond with cartoons when she was a child, and introduced the names of those cartoon characters to her.

But Jian Mu seems to have never seen Cen Luo unhappy in these years, and Cen Luo in her eyes is always smiling.

Perhaps this is the reason why she chose to date with Cen Luo, at least it won't cause her any trouble.

She took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet and poured a glass. Jian Mu shook the goblet and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out the window.

After the rain yesterday, the weather has been foggy. The dark clouds in the sky are gathered together, and it seems that it may rain at any time.

Jian Mu took a sip of red wine, then froze for a moment as if remembering something, glanced at the wine glass in her hand, and put it on the coffee table.

After a while, it was pouring rain outside the window as she expected.

0 for mobile phone information, 0 for WeChat messages, and 0 for phone records.

Cen Luo did not send her any more messages after the notification message sent to her.

fine.

Achieved the goal, didn't it?

Facing the floor-to-ceiling windows is a forest of green, an endless lawn of green space.

There is a set of sofas near the floor-to-ceiling windows, which Cen Luo specially used for Jian Mu to drink tea and take a nap.

Sitting on the sofa, Jian Mu felt a little bored for the first time. The documents that should be processed have been processed.

As soon as I opened the phone, I saw a small red dot in the circle of friends. Jian Mu would not order it on weekdays. Before, she even closed the circle of friends, but one day Cen Luo came over and asked her why she blocked her.

After thinking for a while, whether other people would come to ask her the same question, Jian Mu didn't want to be disturbed, so she opened the circle of friends again.

In fact, there is no difference between opening and not opening, there are only a few circles of friends.

If she remembered correctly, the avatar under the little red dot was Cen Luo's, and when she clicked in, she found that it was a song to share.

Jian Mu and Cen Luo have no common friends, not even Qin Ran and Jian Mu.

So I can't see anyone giving Cen Luo a compliment.

Just clicked play, and then gave Cen Luo a like.

The music shared is a very soothing and sad song, a song to "pay tribute" to my ex.

Cen Luo, do you have an ex?

Jian Mu didn't know much about Cen Luo, and all relevant news came from her "self-introduction".

When he received a friend's like reminder, Cen Luo realized what he had done.

It is said that late at night is not late at night, and this afternoon began to be hypocritical, and this music sharing is really inappropriate.

But when she realized it was too late to delete it, the comments were asking her what was wrong, and there were many likes.

The corners of Cen Luo's mouth twitched. Unexpectedly, there are so many people who care about her.

Just when Cen Luo was about to delete it, she saw Jian Mu's compliment.

Cen Luo: "?"

She was so frightened that she quickly found Jian Mu's chat box.

【Did you listen? 】

Jian Mu didn't expect that Cen Luo would suddenly look for her, and realized that Cen Luo was asking if she had listened to the song she just shared.

Jian Mu: [Listen. 】

Cen Luo: [You listen to me. 】

Cen Luo shared the song at that time just because the melody of the song was too sad and stimulated her emotions, so she just clicked and shared.

But then she glanced at the lyrics, and it turned out that the song was written to blame the other party in love.

Just when Cen Luo was still organizing the language, she saw Jian Mu asking her rarely: [Are you sad for your ex? 】

Cen Luo: ?

Did she understand the song that way?

But it seems to be possible.

After all, there are all kinds of messy comments in the comment area, and the first hot comment has the words of the ex.

There seems to be no misunderstanding.

Cen Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and then sighed again in his heart, what was she nervous about just now? Jian Mu would not be misunderstood or nervous at all.

Seeing that Cen Luo didn't reply to her for a long time, Jian Mu thought for a while, who is it?

For the first time, Cen Luo didn't want to explain this problem, so he changed the question:

【returned home? what are you doing? 】

Jian Mu frowned, because she was a little unhappy when she changed the topic. The words "Can't you say?" were just typed in the dialog box. Jian Mu was stunned for a moment and then deleted it silently.

[Drinking red wine. 】

Cen Luo frowned slightly, lying on the bed while typing: [How much did you drink? 】

[Several cups. 】

Drink less.

The three words were typed out and deleted by Cen Luo.

With a faint sigh, Jian Mu could tell her this matter so openly, and she definitely didn't want her to ask more questions.

After a while, Cen Luo replied:

[Good [circling/] What kind of wine did you drink? 】

However, what answered her was a long silence, and Jian Mu didn't reply to her message after that.

Fortunately, Cen Luo was used to it and didn't take it too seriously.