I Lost My Memory After She Was Moved

Cen Luo took out the notebook, blew on the already dusty surface, and found that it was a password notebook. The only one that could be put here could be her previous notebook.

Four-digit password.

While thinking about it, Cen Luo sat in front of the desk and put the notebook on the table.

The hand who originally wanted to adjust the password number to his birthday paused, and finally adjusted it to Jian Mu's birthday.

Soon the notebook opened.

The notebook paper has been slightly yellowed, and it looks like it has been a while.

The few words written on the first page after opening caught Cen Luo's attention.

——A diary about Jian Mu.

The second page turned back was torn.

Whether it was not written or torn after writing, Cen Luo couldn't guess.

2013.12.4, the weather is fine.

Today I finally got to know Jian Mu officially. Although she is cold on the outside, I know that she is a girl with a warm heart.

So, be nice to her.

Is this the day of the official meeting that Jian Mu said?

However, why did she say that she was a girl with a warm heart when she first met?

Is there really something written on the previous page?

Cen Luo rummaged in the room, trying to find the first page of the diary, but in the end he found nothing.

In desperation, he had no choice but to give up, return to the desk, and read the previous diary.

The time interval between each page of the diary is somewhat large, and it has gone through ten years on and off.

Turning page by page, Cen Luo could see from the diary that she really liked to record everything about Jian Mu in the past.

Between the lines, I can feel her love, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is love to the core.

The writing in the pen has gone through ten years from cheerful to melancholy.

Even in the final record, I can calmly face all the feelings I have received in the past few years.

but--

[Jian Mu doesn't like spicy food, so try not to add spicy food when cooking. 】

Cen Luo: ?

She slowly remembered that the person who took her to eat hot pot more than half a month ago wasn't Jian Mu?

Didn't you just tell the truth after drinking that you wanted to eat hot pot crayfish?

Why don't you like spicy food.

Cen Luo was puzzled.

[Jian Mu doesn't like making noise, so be quiet beside her. 】

Cen Luo thought about it, the person who had to go to the bar with her today was Jian Mu, right?

Are you sure it's Jian Mu who doesn't like noise?

[Jian Mu doesn't like me, so she has to give her time and space. 】

Seeing that Cen Luo was completely silent, Yao remembered that when she had just lost her memory, she stood at her door every day and punished her to restore her memory. Isn't it Jian Mu who asked her to go back?

And, just now! Also! kiss! ! she! He also told her not to kiss anyone else!

Is this called dislike?

etc.

Seeing that, Jian Mu really likes herself.

However, why did she think that Jian Mu liked her, but she didn't feel disgusted or wanted to stay away from Jian Mu? Even... a little flustered?

Isn't she gay?

No, the premise of unrequited love should be that she likes Jian Mu, right? Does she like it?

Like it?

like?

...

What the **** is she thinking.

Cen Luo, Cen Luo, if the mirror is broken, there will be gaps when it is glued back.

Thinking of this, Cen Luo felt depressed.

He threw himself directly onto the big bed in the room.

She threw the notebook aside and covered her head with a pillow.

There is a familiar scent on the quilt, which smells nice.

It's like... the taste of Jane Mu.

Thinking of Jian Mu's Cen Luo again: ...

It doesn't matter, you should dare to love and hate when you are young.

No, you can't fall on the same person twice.

The two voices kept pulling in Cen Luo's heart.

But what if it doesn't fall again?

This idea just popped up in Cen Luo's heart, and she was startled.

Can't think like that, can't think like that.

Cen Luo, who kept hypnotizing himself, fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, I dreamed of a lot of bizarre scenes.

She was running down a long corridor with someone trying to chase her behind her.

While chasing, he said: "Quickly say you like me, quickly say you like me."

Taking a closer look, it was Jian Mu.

It scared Cen Luo directly to wake up.

The moment she opened her eyes, she saw Jian Mu who was staring at her.

Instead, he moved a chair and sat beside the bed with his head propped up and looked at her.

Smiling stupidly.

"..."

"Did you sleep well?" Jian Mu asked.

"Okay..." Strange.

I have some weird dreams all night, who can sleep well?

"Really?"

Cen Luo didn't know why Jian Mu's tone was so pleasant, but he still nodded.

Just take it as a good dream, and a good dream should not ask her what she dreamed about.

"You have been calling my name just now," Jian Mu asked with a smile on her face, leaning closer to her and whispering, "Is it because you dreamed of me?"

Cen Luo subconsciously avoided Jian Mu's eyes, and then felt a little strange.

That was her dream, she didn't admit what Jian Mu could do to her?

"You think too much, I dreamed that someone was chasing me, and that person was just like you."

"Or, do you think that's you?" After speaking, he smiled innocently at Jian Mu.

Half-truth, half-truth.

She is so smart.

"It's not me." Jian Muss replied.

Hearing this answer, Cen Luo smiled, then changed the subject and asked her, "Are you awake? Do you have a headache?"

Cen Luo just glanced at the time on the phone, it was only half past six.

Jian Mu shook her head honestly: "The head is a little heavy, but it doesn't hurt."

Although Jian Mu was not drinking well, she was almost fine when she woke up from sleep.

"Then go take a shower first, I'll pack up and prepare to go back."

Cen Luo sat up from the bed, ready to get out of bed and go out.

"now?"

"Yeah, I'm still working."

Jian Mu hesitated, reminding her, "There are a lot of clothes here that can be worn to work."

Cen Luo snorted, remembering the diary he threw on the bed before falling asleep last night, and hurriedly lifted the quilt.

I was relieved to see the notebook lying on the inside of the bed.

It seemed that Jian Mu should not have seen it.

In fact, there are no big things in it, most of them are some thoughts.

Concerns about Jane Mu.

Cen Luo hesitated for a while, thinking about whether Jian Mu tore off the first page, and then asked again, "Perhaps you have seen this diary?"

Jian Mu glanced at the notebook in her hand and shook her head: "No."

"Oh." Cen Luo was a little disappointed.

Since Jian Mu said she had never seen it before, she shouldn't have torn it off, so she really tore it off by herself?

Suddenly, Cen Luo had a hunch.

This diary should be very important to her.

Maybe you can remember it when you see the diary.

Although a little delusional, Cen Luo can only hope for this moment.

After all, she now has a problem that can only be solved by restoring her memory.

Cen Luo recovered and began to urge Jian Mu to wash up.

When Jian Mu came out again, he found that Cen Luo was no longer in the room.

But there was a bowl of soup on the table.

Next to it was a piece of paper that read:

【Soup for hangover, drink some more. 】

Jian Mu stared at these words for a long time, she remembered that Cen Luo cooked breakfast for her in the morning like this a long time ago.

Tell her how much to eat before leaving.

Sometimes it was too late, and she would refuse Cen Luo's request.

Thinking about it now, Jian Mu felt a little bitter. How much pain did Cen Luo suffer from her arrogance and ignorance.

The reason why Cen Luo went all the way back was because she left the documents at home.

When she arrived at the company, Cen Luo was told that she was being demoted again.

The company let her start as an intern.

Cen Luo: "..."

Okay, she doesn't want to do it anymore.

At this moment, Guan Hui also came to her side to show off.

Cen Luo's face did not waver, and he even congratulated her perfunctorily: "Congratulations."

Even if Cen Luo knew that letting her stay in the company as an intern must have something to do with Jiang Man.

But what can she do? After all, doing this is her hobby.

Before she regained her memory, she couldn't just change something on impulse.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the working car arrived at the advertising shooting location.

Jiang Ling, who was interviewed this time, is finishing the commercial shooting in front of the camera.

Cen Luo stood in the distance, looking at his colleagues who were preparing for work.

With a long sigh, why did she insist on working here.

"Intern, come and buy me a cup of coffee."

There was still some time before the shooting of the commercial ended. At this moment, Guan Hui was sitting on the rocking chair beside him, looking at Cen Luo proudly with Erlang's legs crossed.

Cen Luo heard her, but ignored her.

The author has something to say: >:-< Good night.

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