I Lost My Memory After She Was Moved

"Take a taxi from here. There is a snack street in a five-minute drive."

Zen Luo reminded.

Jian Mu shook her head: "I want to cook for you."

After speaking, without waiting for Cen Luo to refuse, Jian Mu walked into the room.

Leaving Cen Luo, who was stunned.

Wouldn't this be a little too rascal?

Cen Luo reacted and walked behind Jian Mu to the kitchen.

Considering that Jian Mu is not familiar with her kitchen, plus her previous knowledge of Jian Mu.

Cooking skills should not have improved much.

"Let me come, just wash the vegetables."

Cen Luo couldn't push Jian Mu directly out of the door, so he had to say this.

"Let me do it. If I let you cook, I'll become a slacker?"

Cen Luo: "?"

Is not it?

Jian Mu put the vegetables she bought in the washbasin, then touched Cen Luo's shoulder with both hands, and adjusted her body to a suitable viewing angle.

Cen Luo tilted his head and glanced at the place that Jian Mu had just touched, but said nothing.

"Will you just stand and guide me?" Jian Mu said while choosing dishes, and then paused, "Or go to the living room and wait for me."

"I can do it, don't worry about me, I can."

Cen Luo: "..."

With this familiar appearance, who is the owner of this room?

Also, why did she think Jian Mu's words were so familiar.

Like she said before.

Cen Luo didn't leave, but planned to help choose dishes.

But Jian Mu didn't intend to let her do it, and kept telling her not to move.

"It's not that I don't want to go, the main reason is that I'm worried that the dishes you make can't be eaten."

Cen Luo felt that it was time for him to speak the truth.

She did say before that it would be nice if she could eat Jian Mu's food every day.

However, that was to comfort Jian Mu.

Jian Mu Zicai's hand paused, her eyes hurt a little: "I will try my best."

"..."

"Okay okay, you do it."

Cen Luo couldn't stand Jian Mu's aggrieved look, and finally gave in.

This house is not only equipped with a garden but also a courtyard, and there is also a set of stone tables that are not commonly used in the courtyard.

When my grandmother was here, they would eat their dinner on the stone table.

The courtyard is sunny in the afternoon and even more shady in the evening.

Great for cooling off.

Sitting by the stone table, Cen Luo stroked his fingers along the lines, feeling a little bored again, and glanced around the room.

"Jian Mu, if you have any questions, remember to call me."

"understood!"

It should be fine to have a half-cooked meal and half-baked dish once in a while.

Cen Luo sighed, a little helpless.

I don't understand what Jian Mu wants to do.

She will suffer even more if she goes on like this.

She really didn't want to get hope and be disappointed again.

I don't want Jian Mu to waste her time because she's not used to it.

Separation is a relief for them now, how could Jian Mu not understand.

Cen Luo propped his head with his right hand, his eyes erratic.

Suddenly I felt a few vibrations in my pocket.

When he opened his phone and saw the word Zhao Zhao, Cen Luo paused.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhao would be the child she picked up at the beginning.

That strange remark when we first met now finally has an explanation.

--found it.

Does that mean she's looking for herself?

[Sister, what's going on? [picture/]】

The picture posted by Zhao Zhao is the hot search entry that Jiang Ting told her today.

【Why are you and Jian Mu approaching again? Don't you hate her very much? 】

Cen Luo didn't know how to answer this question for a while.

The fingertips slid inadvertently, and found that the chat between the two people in front stopped a month ago.

Since Zhao Zhao joined the group, she has entered a state of strict management, comparable to military training.

From the time she spent looking for herself, it could be seen that Zhao Zhao really didn't have much free time.

Even her Weibo update, after joining the group, only posted a video of New Year's greetings.

[Something happened. 】

[By the way, are you going to finish it? Are you free now? 】

Cen Luo didn't want to explain what happened during this time, so he thought about changing the subject.

I don't want to talk and don't know how to talk.

After all, she herself couldn't believe it when she received this memory.

Zhao Zhao: [Sister, did you forget to promise me? 】

Cen Luo saw that the two people in front seemed to have such a conversation.

But she was very busy at the time, so she asked her: what? I have something to do. I'll get back to you.

After Zhao Zhao didn't mention it, she forgot about it.

Now Zhao Zhao mentioned it again should be a more important thing.

what is it then?

Suddenly a conversation flashed in Zen Luo's mind.

——Sister, will you go back to Lingshan to visit the class?

——I believe my sister will definitely come.

It has now been over three months.

She forgot about it.

Importantly, she has now resigned from Yunjing.

Are private visits allowed?

[Sorry Zhao Zhao, I've been too busy recently, I didn't remember it. 】

Zhao Zhao: [It doesn't matter, sister, there are still two months to finish, so it's not too late now. 】

Zhao Zhao: [Exclusive interview for my sister. 】

Cen Luo's fingers paused on the keyboard of the mobile phone, and then asked:

[I left my job, will I go back to Lingshan for a private visit? 】

Zhao Zhao: [Why did you resign? 】

Cen Luo: [I wanted to leave before the accident, but I just did what I wanted to do before. 】

Today's weather is a bit gloomy, and there are still some signs of sunny in the morning, but by noon it has been covered by dark clouds.

So now Cen Luo is sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, enjoying the cool breeze.

After a long while without receiving a reply from the other party, Cen Luo put the phone on the stone table, and then looked around, feeling that the courtyard was a bit empty.

After a while, her phone vibrated again.

[Has my sister regained her memory? 】

Cen Luo: [Well, thank you for taking care of me during this time. 】

However, she still couldn't respond to Zhao Zhao's feelings.

[Then sister, do you still like Jian Mu? 】

After Zhao Zhao sent this sentence, he turned off the screen, covered his eyes with his hands and took a breath, as if he had guessed Cen Luo's answer.

She said that six months is too variable.

One minute after the phone vibrated, Zhao Zhaocai turned on the phone again, and Cen Luo's reply was as she expected.

【like. 】

Zhao Zhao looked at these words for a long time and failed to return to his senses.

After a long time, the agent walked into the dressing room and saw that Zhao Zhao was still looking at his phone, reminding her:

"Don't look at it, have you forgotten what I said to you before?"

Zhao Zhao didn't answer, and the agent just thought she was listening.

Then he reminded her: "It's too late if you don't change clothes and end the scene."

"It's too late."

Zhao Zhao got up from the chair, turned off the phone, handed it to the manager, and left the dressing room.

late?

The agent looked at the time again and was sure that there was still half an hour before the next scene was filmed.

[I'll work first, chat next time. 】

After receiving the news from Zhao Zhao, Cen Luo replied, and then he didn't receive any more information.

Cen Luo had seen her for so long, and Jian Mu had not asked her to enter the kitchen worriedly.

However, as soon as I entered the house, I smelled the smell of vegetables.

It was the fragrance that Cen Luo had never smelled when Jian Mu was cooking.

When did it quietly improve?

Seeing Cen Luo enter the kitchen, Jian Mu pointed to the two dishes that were already on the plate, and said to her with some pride:

"Whether it looks good or not, is it fragrant or not."

"Wow, it's amazing. When did you learn it? You've made such great progress."

At this time, Cen Luo had forgotten the relationship between the two, and his head was already occupied by shock.

"When I was hospitalized before, I watched some videos when I was bored and went home to practice."

Jian Mu, who was praised by Cen Luo, was obviously a lot happier, her eyes were full of smiles, and she stared at Cen Luo with burning eyes.

Cen Luo was staring at her uncomfortable, and coughed lightly: "Be careful of fire."

However, he didn't expect Jian Mu second to answer, "I have already shut the fire off."

Cen Luo: "..."

Blame her for not looking carefully.

"Then I have dinner."

Who knew that just after Cen Luo said these words, Jian Mu's face suddenly froze.

After a few seconds, he murmured, "I seem to have forgotten to cook."

Cen Luo: "..."

Zen Luo was speechless.

By the time the rice was cooked, it was already twenty minutes.

After tossing for a long time, the two finally had lunch.

"What's in the garden over there?"

"flower."

Jian Mu was not discouraged, and asked again, "What flower?"

"I forgot, there are many varieties of daisies, and there are many roses anyway."

Cen Luo answered absentmindedly while eating.

In the past, the two of them were relatively quiet when they ate, and seldom spoke.

Unlike today, Jian Mu was always looking for a topic.

Soon, Cen Luo finished the meal, and it tasted pretty good, so he understood the phrase "Shishou should treat each other with admiration for three days".

Seeing Jian Mu eating with her head down.

Cen Luo tilted his head and stared at her for a long time, until Jian Mu raised his head, Cen Luo still didn't respond.

"Is it nice?"

"Huh?" Cen Luo looked into her eyes subconsciously.

But she saw a smile on the corners of her lips and a bright smile in her eyes.

It made Cen Luo subconsciously ashamed.

"I said this dish looks good?"

"Okay."

How could Cen Luo believe that she was talking about vegetables, but seeing that she said so, Cen Luo couldn't keep holding on to that sentence.

"Well, then you need to eat more."

Facing Jian Mu's smile, Cen Luo suddenly thought crooked.

Shaking his head, he pointed into the distance: "Did you see that place?"

Jian Mu looked in the direction of her finger, not knowing exactly where she was pointing.

"Look farther, that clearing."

"Well, I see." Jian Mu nodded obediently, waiting for her next sentence.

"That open space is a fireworks display site. Every year during the New Year's Eve, children and adults in the vicinity will gather there, a rare gathering."

"Are you going there to set off firecrackers too?"

Cen Luo also suddenly thought of this past when he looked at Jian Mu just now.

For some reason, I wanted to say it.

"I used to go with Xiaoxi a lot, but I didn't go there much. Sitting here, you can see the fireworks in that area from here. It's the most beautiful during the New Year."

However, Cen Luo had never been in Miancheng for a long time, so he hadn't seen the fireworks here for a long time.

Cotton City is not as strictly controlled as Yuncheng. Generally, people will set off fireworks in this area during festivals, and even on days like the Mid-Autumn Festival, some people will set up Kongming lanterns.

When the fireworks are set off, the whole street is the busiest time.

"After that, we will come back together in spring to accompany grandma and Xiaoxi, and we will come back to watch fireworks together on New Year's Eve."

Cen Luo was stagnant for a few seconds because of Jian Mu's words, and then he muttered, "Who is your grandma?"

"I didn't mean it that way. I just remembered it suddenly and said it casually."

"alright, I got it."

Cen Luo just breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to say that it was time to put away the bowl, but the next moment he heard Jian Mu's voice:

"This year we can celebrate the New Year in Cotton City, so happy."

Cen Luo: "..."

Didn't she know?

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