camouflage amnesia

"Ah Choo!" He Mu was wrapped in the quilt, sitting on the bed, like a triangular zongzi.

"No fever." Mu Qingran put the thermometer back into the medicine box.

She didn't take off her coat, maybe it was convenient to leave at any time.

He Mu gritted his teeth, "Do you think you shouldn't be responsible for making me like this?"

Mu Qingran: "The direct cause of this result is that Ms. He vomited on herself after drinking too much alcohol. I don't think I should be responsible."

"You put it..." He Mu swallowed back the indecent words that came to his lips, "When did I spit on my body?" She said.

"Miss He can continue to mess with me, if it can make you feel better." After speaking, Mu Qingran walked out of the bedroom, and after a while, brought a glass of water and put it on the bedside.

White steam rose from the mouth of the cup.

"Honey water." She said three words briefly, picked up the remote control and turned on the independent air conditioner in the bedroom.

It seems that He Mu's question just now has nothing to do with her.

He Mu pursed the corners of her lips, picked up the bedside water cup, and drank it.

The tip of He Mu's tongue was slightly numb. I don't know if it was the effect of the alcohol or the wound from Mu Qingran's bite hadn't healed yet. In short, he was not so sensitive to the smell.

She only knows that the honey water is hot, and it is very comfortable to flow into her throat.

"If you still have the needs of Miss Bao, I can find a regular one for you, at least to ensure that you will not have any messy diseases." Mu Qingran threw out such a sentence suddenly.

He Mu looked up at Mu Qingran, smiled after a while, "I didn't know my sister was proficient in such a business."

Mu Qingran said: "How many people in the mall do you think are honest?"

"What about you? Do you like it?" He Mu's lips are still curled up, but there is no smile in his eyes, "Do you like fat or thin? Old or young? Do you like non-sticky?"

"Go to sleep, good night." Mu Qingran retreated to the door and turned off the light.

The room suddenly became dark, the rectangular door frame was like a picture frame, the background was the cold light, Mu Qingran was the person in the picture, obviously very close, but hard to touch.

He Mu lay down sideways, drunkenness seemed to hit her again, pulling her into the vortex.A "good night" was like a driftwood in the whirlpool, making her want to grab it tightly.

If I remember correctly, this is the first time Mu Qingran said good night to her after the reunion.

He Mu tugged at his hair, covered his head completely under the quilt, and kicked his legs a few times indiscriminately, extremely irritable.

Alcohol is really not a good thing.

She should have understood five years ago that the worst thing in this world is to have expectations of Mu Qingran.Nothing at all.

He Mu pulled up the hood of his white sweatshirt and put it on his head, and walked into a breakfast shop.

She had just finished her morning run, and there were still tiny beads of sweat on her neck.

"What does the beauty want?"

"Two eggs and a cup of pumpkin porridge, take away."

"Okay, take the straw yourself."

The proprietress is a small, middle-aged woman with two canine teeth.

He Mu took the breakfast bag from the proprietress, turned around, lowered his head and walked forward, accidentally bumping into someone.

"Sorry!" She quickly apologized politely.

"It's okay." The person who was hit was stunned for a moment, uncertain, "He Mu?"

Seeing the other person's mouth shape, He Mu turned off the music in the Bluetooth headset, "Who are you?"

"Nie Qing, we are in the same class in junior high school, remember?" The girl had a complicated expression on her face, it didn't look like she was simply surprised or delighted to meet an old classmate.

You can see obvious fine lines around the eyes of the girl, and she looks more mature than He Mu.

He Mu recalled that the name seemed a little familiar, but it was very vague and couldn't match the name.

Seeing that He Mu didn't remember her, the girl breathed a sigh of relief, but in the next second, her face was full of confusion, and she bit her lip, "I didn't expect to meet you here, I..." He hesitated to speak, It seemed that something difficult to say was stuck in his throat.

"Why are you nervous? I don't eat people." He Mu gave a friendly smile.

"We haven't had any contact since that day, I actually...actually..."

He Mu thought to himself, could it be that he has a crush on me and wants to confess his love to me?

He Mu has seen this kind of scene a lot, and immediately organized a series of words of refusal and thanks in his mind.

"I'm actually really guilty. I haven't had a good night's sleep for a long time." The female classmate lowered her head and didn't dare to look into He Mu's eyes. Live with guilt."

"Huh?" He Mu's originally prepared words choked in his throat.

Guilty?Did this classmate do anything to apologize to her?

elder sister?What sister?

She was a little confused.

The female classmate plucked up her courage and said, "We sang K together once after we graduated from the third year of junior high school. I even persuaded you to drink, remember? You were drunk that day."

The other party told the specific scene, and He Mu finally got the person right. He seemed to always wear a ponytail when he was in school, but now that his hair was covered with makeup, he really couldn't recognize him.

"I remembered." He Mu patted his head, "It's been a while, sorry."

"It's me who should say I'm sorry." The female classmate bowed deeply.

"Sorry?" He Mu wondered, "Maybe can you tell me why you say sorry?"

"I met a little gangster on the road that day. I was really scared. I was afraid that if I didn't hand you over to that person, I... I would also be caught by that...so..." The female student's face turned red and white, and her hands twisted together.

He Mu stroked his fingers, and probably understood what the female classmate wanted to express.

It turned out that Mu Qingran picked her up that night.

She was drunk for the first time, and her memory was intermittent, only remembering Mu Qingran giving her a shower fiercely.

Now, reminded by my classmates, the memory fragments slowly piece together a complete jigsaw puzzle.

If Mu Qingran hadn't appeared in time, she might really wake up in an unknown alley.

There is no doubt that if such a thing happened, with my character, I would kill those people, no matter what the price was.

No wonder Mu Qingran was so angry yesterday, even with Qin Xin around.

Because this female classmate once gave up on her.

Say what you don't remember, obviously remember more clearly than her.

Why did Mu Qingran pick her up that night?She always thought that the text messages she sent were nothing but nothing.

He Mu looked into the female classmate's eyes and said seriously: "I won't forgive you, but thank you for telling me this."

The female classmate tugged at the corner of her mouth, "I know, it's shameless to ask you to forgive me, I'm very happy to be able to say sorry to you personally."

"Then... goodbye." He Mu nodded to the female classmate and walked away.

The female classmate breathed a sigh of relief, feeling sincerely relieved.

A cowardice when I was young, no matter how long it has passed, I will always think of it inadvertently and hate myself at that time.

It's really lucky to be able to say sorry to the person who feels sorry.

"Knock knock knock."

"Please come in."

He Mu pushed open the door and leaned against the door frame of the office.

"What's wrong?" Mu Qingran asked.

He Mu stared at Mu Qingran for a while, then shook his head.

"fine."

It's just that I encountered a difficult puzzle, and I couldn't guess the answer no matter what.

I want to ask you if you know.

The author has something to say:

This article wants to try to write more delicate and profound feelings, and the road to the crematorium should be paved slowly~ I hope the little angels can patiently flow with their sisters and sisters~