camouflage amnesia

After looking at each other briefly.

He Mu thought to himself, Mu Qingran is such a face-saving person, it's better not to embarrass her more.

As if he didn't see anything, He Mu calmly walked to the table and poured a glass of water.

Mu Qingran lowered her eyes and bit her lip.

She is such a big living person, she is really regarded as air.

The ball of cotton in the heart came out again to give a sense of presence, which was very clogged.

At this time, in the quiet room, there was a "goo~".

Someone's stomach growled.

There are only two people, and who they are is very clear to each other.

Mu Qingran hoped that there was a black hole in front of her, and she could go in and hide.

He Mu continued to return to the house with the cup as if nothing had happened.

But as soon as the door was closed, I couldn't help laughing.

Mu Qingran is quite cute today.

He Mu drank some water and touched his belly.

She seemed a little hungry too.

Outside, Mu Qingran's face was like a ripe tomato. At this time, it hurts even more not to know what happened to him just now; or if He Mu saw it but acted like he didn't see it, and didn't react at all.

She grabbed a pillow on the sofa and knocked her head up hard. Why is there no time in the world to restart with one button?

However, her frantic action was once again caught on the right track.

...I couldn't see each other a few days ago, why was I beaten repeatedly when I was ashamed?

Mu Qingran put down the pillow in her hands with a "calm face". She tried her best to think about what to say at this moment. After a long while, she asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

He Mu inexplicably thought of the scene where the alley uncles greeted each other when they were walking around as children.

——Wearing a big white vest and holding a cattail fan, the old man walked towards him with a shy belly, with a festive smile on his face: "Have you eaten yet~"

"Goose Goose Goose" couldn't help laughing out loud.

Mu Qingran's face became even hotter, as if it was on fire.

Is this mocking her?

There were so many embarrassing moments just now, she didn't know which one He Mu was laughing at.

He Mu laughed enough, and replied with a straight face: "I haven't eaten yet."

"Then..." Mu Qingran almost asked, "Would you like to have a candlelight dinner?", but her intuition told her that now is not a good time to say this.

"Want to get something to eat together?" she asked.

"Okay." He Mu said, "The meal is AA, so don't take advantage of anyone."

"Understood." Mu Qingran didn't even realize that the tone and word count of her recent answers were very different from before.

The tone was aggrieved, and the number of words doubled.

"Then pack up and go out. Time is precious, don't waste it on trivial things like eating." After He Mu finished speaking, he walked to the door first, put on his clothes, and moved very quickly, looking like he didn't mean to wait for anyone.

Mu Qingran felt that the content of this sentence was very familiar.

...as if she had said it.

Moreover, she has no doubt that He Mu will go out directly after changing his shoes.

It turns out that I changed my identity, and looking at the person who did this, it's really annoying.

What she used to do in the past, and what she said, was really annoying.

While his thoughts were flowing, the sound of the door opening had already sounded from He Mu's side.

Mu Qingran caught up with her as if she had just woken up from a dream, put on her coat as quickly as possible, changed her shoes and went out.

While waiting for the elevator, He Mu asked, "Is there any delicious restaurant downstairs?"

Mu Qingran thought for a moment, then shook her head, "I don't know."

Although she has lived here for a long time, food is just something to fill her stomach, and she has never cared about what is delicious or not.

There doesn't seem to be much difference between a meal of several thousand yuan for delicate dishes and a meal of Shaxian snacks for more than a dozen yuan.

He Mu guessed that this was the answer.

Ever since she met her and fell in love with her, nothing has changed.

Very bad at taking care of myself.

Did Mu Qingran eat well and live well without her pestering her all these years?

He Mu realized that his thoughts were running farther and farther, so he grabbed them back.

What's the matter with you!

The elevator came to the first floor, and as soon as the door opened, He Mu stepped out.

Seeing He Mu's hands in his coat pockets, Mu Qingran felt a little disappointed.

Put your hands in your pockets, too, and follow.

Out of the community, the nearest restaurants are the ubiquitous "Yellow Chicken and Rice", "Chongqing Chicken Pot", "Shaxian Snacks" and "Crossing Bridge Rice Noodles".

It seems like all over the country, these restaurants are standing.

He Mu didn't really save time, as she said, to find a popular restaurant nearby.

Instead, he took Mu Qingran around and around to a small alley.

Although the place is a bit out of the way, there are not many people at all.

The alley was full of cars, including commercial vehicles such as Audi, BMW, and Mercedes-Benz, as well as Maserati.

Walking in, there is a long queue at the door of a store called "Zhang Ge Xiaonian".

People in the queue include business people in suits and leather shoes, idlers wrapped in padded jackets, and husbands and wives in famous brands... People of all classes can be seen in this queue.

He Mu walked to the end of the line and stood still.

"If Mr. Mu has something to do at night, don't line up with me here, go and eat at another restaurant."

"I..." Mu Qingran had some things to do at night, but the two of them finally had a chance to come out for a meal. Other things seemed to be put aside.

"There's nothing to rush," she said.

This noodle shop has two floors, but there are only seven or eight tables on each floor. If one or two people come, they have to share the table with other people.

Even so, it cannot offset the enthusiasm of the diners.

It is precisely because this store has always insisted on not expanding, that it can use the most authentic taste to capture the taste buds of so many gourmets.

Among the people queuing up, many are regular customers of more than ten years, from young to married, from poor to rich, from white clothes to official, no matter how busy they are, they still come here to eat bowl noodles.

For them, food is not just something to fill their stomachs, but a feeling, a memory.

There are also many new diners coming here constantly. People who really love food can tell what is good, what is bad, what is Weiwei good, and what is excellent after just one bite.

Being able to taste an extreme taste is the happiness of life.

He Mu stood without speaking, just quietly looking through the glass door at the people inside who were buried in noodles.

Many people would feel anxious because of queuing, but He Mu obtained a moment of peace in the queue.

Good things always make people willing to wait.

And waiting for that moment will produce great joy and satisfaction.

Food is like this, wealth is like this, and love is like this.

There is no difference between love and food.

Some people need one after another exciting love to make life full; some people only need the blandness of chai rice sauce vinegar tea;

For her, if it's not Mu Qingran, then what does it matter if there is someone around?

She can eat alone, go shopping, and do whatever she wants.

For so many years, she has gotten used to standing in the crowd and waiting in line to taste delicious food like this, and this kind of life is also very good.

Mu Qingran stared at He Mu's profile, lost in thought.

Back then, the child who used his hands and feet and talked non-stop, wishing to share everything about himself with her, was already this big.

No more twittering at her; no longer needing to be coaxed with tears in her eyes; no longer looking up at her with eyes full of admiration, eyes full of stars.

Even though there are so many people around, He Mu is still the most eye-catching one.

Mu Qingran noticed the unconcealed amazed gazes that other people cast on He Mu, and felt sour.

In the past, she always thought that she should be mature, stable, and omnipotent in front of children, and it seemed that gradually, she could no longer show her true self.

In fact, at that time, she had nothing. Perhaps the greatest wealth was the child's gaze.

Warm, always smiling eyes.

So much so that she took it for granted and regarded it as something that could be ignored at any time.

She used to think that He Mu was the luckiest person in the world. There were so many people doting on the little princess because she loved to cry.

Obviously, the little princess is so outstanding, just standing there, she is a unique star.

This star, once, was her little sun.

Mu Qingran turned her face to the other side, she never liked to cry, but at this moment her eyes were a little hot.

"It's our time." Seeing that Mu Qingran was not moving, He Mu reached out and tugged at her sleeve.

But Mu Qingran's eyes were a little red.

"Did you get something in your eye?" He Mu asked.

She doesn't even think about queuing up, Mu Qingran thinks so much, let alone she's not a little crying bag like her.

When they were young, they watched TV shows together, and every time she and her mother cried, Mu Qingran stood by with a calm face and was responsible for handing them tissues.

"Well, maybe the eyelashes fell in." Mu Qingran's expression showed no trace of lying.

"Then don't rub it with your hands. I'll take a look after you sit down." He Mu's tone was full of concern, but then he thought of something and cleared his throat, "This is my kindness to you as an ordinary roommate."

"Thank you." Mu Qingran said these two words very smoothly now.

Fortunately, the child still cares about her a little bit.

Being valued and cared for should actually be a very happy thing.

Why did you always think it was a kind of charity?

Mu Qingran looked at him with an indescribable look, but He Mu felt a little uncomfortable.

"Two signature noodles, each with a vegetable and an egg." A very simple combination.

After taking the number at the window, He Mu rolled his eyes and saw two empty seats, and walked over by the sleeve of Mu Qingran's coat.

He Mu's coat is white, and Mu Qingran's is blue-gray, just like a little white dog dragging a little wolf cub out of the cave to find food.

Mu Qingran looked at He Mu's knuckles grasping her clothes, and felt that her heart seemed to be a little out of control, beating violently and quickly.

Trembling ribs a little pain.

"You...Come closer, I'll help you take a look." He Mu's voice was cold, and his facial muscles were tense.

Mu Qingran approached as she said, and a plain face was reflected in her light brown eyes, which was extremely clear.

He Mu didn't put on heavy eyeliner today, but just put on a light base makeup.Those beautiful eyes, revealing their true colors, are even more attractive.

Mu Qingran unconsciously grasped the material of the trousers with her fingers on her legs, and her throat rolled uncontrollably.

"Has it been digested by the eyes? There is nothing." He Mu watched for a long time before expressing his conclusion.

Eyes are indeed a very miraculous organ. Sometimes sand gets in and it doesn't seem to get out, and it disappears by itself.

Every time He Mu encountered a similar situation, he would act like a curious baby, trying to figure out why.

But it doesn't matter every time.

When He Mu spoke, the wind that he exhaled hit the tip of his nose, and there was a faint sweet fragrance, as if he had just eaten toffee.

The heart that was pounding around in the chest seemed to be caught in a net at this moment, constantly tightening and entangled.

"Well, it's not uncomfortable." Mu Qingran replied.

After answering, I was reluctant to leave.

"Then you can transfer the money to me." He Mu said.

Mu Qingran was taken aback.

"The money for the pasta order just now is 38 yuan." He Mu said while spreading the receipt in front of Mu Qingran to prove that he did not make a false report.

"..."

Mu Qingran silently picked up the phone and transferred the money.

Most of the time, she eats alone, even if she eats with her colleagues, as the boss, she is the one who pays the bill.

There are not many experiences with AA transfers like this.

He Mu clicked to collect the money immediately.

"Collect it later, and the money won't run away by itself." Mu Qingran couldn't hold back her complaints.

"The money in my pocket is called money." He Mu said.

Mu Qingran muttered in a low voice, "I never felt so rich when I was young."

He Mu heard it, and replied seriously: "I didn't know what money was when I was young. It is no different from paper except that it can buy things." Moreover, I wish I could give you the best things in the world. Are you a money fan?

Mu Qingran was touched by this sentence.

She used to be afraid that He Mu would buy her expensive gifts because she didn't want to accept unnecessary charity.But he forgot that the child just wanted to give her a gift. The so-called preciousness was just a value label imposed by adults.

It's as if He Mu can wear tens of thousands of outfits and wait in line in the cold wind to eat a bowl of ordinary noodles. The luxury in the eyes of ordinary people is just her life since she was a child.

Some truths are always understood too late.

Wouldn't it be better if they met now?

Mu Qingran couldn't help thinking.

Probably not.

After working hard for these years, I have seen so many people, intrigues, hypocrisy and obedience, my heart will only become tighter and tighter step by step.

When we meet now, she may appreciate He Mu, but she won't like it.

Unfortunately, this love was discovered too late.

While Mu Qingran was distracted, He Mu rinsed the cup and tableware, and poured tea into the cup.

She was used to Mu Qingran being like a wooden man, so she did all these things very smoothly.

Mu Qingran looked down at the tea in the cup, which reflected her own shadow.

If he didn't grow up together, would He Mu like him?

For the first time, she asked these questions one after another in her mind that she thought were meaningless in the past.

The word "if" has always been just a switch for cowards to escape from reality.

She always thought so.

But she still couldn't help thinking, if...

If they hadn't grown up together, He Mu might have belonged to someone else long ago.

From Xiao Qi to Wang Manjing, there are quite a few people who like her.

"Mr. Mu, do you want me to present the chopsticks to you, or do you want me to feed you directly?" He Mu held up the chopsticks like a worried old eunuch.

Mu Qingran raised her head, "Can I feed you?"

She hasn't fully recovered from the fugue just now.

He Mu blinked twice, "Do you still think you are a baby?"

For some reason, hearing the word "baby", Mu Qingran's ears felt a little hot.

"I'm joking." She took the chopsticks and lowered her head to eat the noodles.

"Hot!" He Mu's voice was too late after all.

Mu Qingran took a deep breath through her nose, and finished the mouthful without changing her expression. She wanted to drink water to relieve the pain on the tip of her tongue, but found that the water was also hot.

"Bai is so many years older than me!" He Mu snorted, got up and went to the freezer to get a bottle of iced soy milk.

She patted the soy milk in front of Mu Qingran, and there was a loud "pop".

"You can use big, not old." Mu Qingran was still stuck on He Mu's last sentence.

"Milk still can't stop your mouth!" He Mu unscrewed the cap of the soy milk bottle again, and stuffed it into Mu Qingran's hand.

Mu Qingran didn't know if she wanted to get it wrong, she drank two mouthfuls of "milk", and coughed herself "bang bang" from choking.

He Mu frowned, "Are you trying to gain my attention on purpose?"

She remembers that when she was a child, she often used some tricks when she wanted to get attention from others, but she was still young at that time.

Is Mu Qingran so childish that he scalds his mouth and chokes his milk at such an adult?

"I just accidentally... choked... Choked." Mu Qingran wiped her mouth with a piece of paper.

After all, she is also an adult woman, and she will unconsciously think of sex jokes between adults.

She grabbed the soy milk in her hand and felt that it was a bit hot.

"Hurry up and eat, there are so many people waiting to be seated next to you!"

He Mu picked up the chopsticks, picked up some noodles, put them to his mouth and blew.

Inhale in one gulp, happy and satisfied.

This store lives up to its name, it's really delicious!

Mu Qingran was infected by that expression, and followed her example, raised a mouthful of noodles, blew on it, and sucked it into her mouth.

... Tongue was scalded numb, in fact, there is no taste.

But it seems that the taste is different from the usual fast food restaurant.

"It's delicious." Mu Qingran said.

Before He Mu spoke, an old man at the same table said: "The most important thing about pasta is the soup and the taste of the noodles. This soup must be an old soup that has been hanging for a long time. The noodles are also thin and chewy. It's not that they have worked hard for a few years. People, can't pull it out."

"Grandpa, are you from the imperial capital?" He Mu heard the old man's accent very familiar and kind.

"Yo, girl, you can hear it!" The old man laughed.

He Mu smiled back: "If you guessed right, you grew up under the roots of the imperial city."

The old man smiled more intensely, his eyes narrowed into slits, "I didn't expect you to have poisonous eyes at such a young age."

This is obviously a guess.

"I'm also confused." He Mu said.

"Can you tell this, girl, you should also come from Beijing?" the old man asked.

"Well, I'm here to work." He Mu replied.

"Oh, it's hard work outside alone?" said the old man, "Everyone is rushing to the imperial capital, why didn't you stay at home?"

He Mu paused.

Indeed, it was hard work.

The weather was cloudy and cold, there was no heating in the room, and the air conditioner was blowing dizzily, Qin Xin was the only friend I knew.

Why are you here?

She subconsciously glanced at Mu Qingran, but after only a second, she turned to the old man again, and said with a smile: "The flowers in the greenhouse cannot withstand the weather, people need to experience more while they are young."

Mu Qingran noticed that He Mu glanced at him, and his breathing froze at that moment.

Could it be because I came here?

There are so many projects that the group can do, why come to Nancheng, where they are unfamiliar?

She is so afraid of the cold, hates the air conditioner so much, and catches cold so easily.

The past scenes were connected together, and Mu Qingran's whole heart was gripped.

What did she do before?

All she did was push away the child who was trying to approach her again.

This time, it was completely pushed away.

Some things are like the stitches on clothes. Once you pull out a thread, it will be peeled off bit by bit, and it is impossible to stop.

In the past, those things that I didn't realize one after another, these days, they came out all at once.

Not only was she an asshole before, but she is also an asshole now.

In the past, maybe she didn't realize that she was an asshole, but now, she clearly knew that she would do some more assholes to He Mu, but she still did it.

Even because He Mu threatened her to treat her as her toy, there was nothing wrong with thinking that he was an asshole.

But from beginning to end, He Mu never hurt her.

How close you were to beauty once, how regretful you are after passing by.

And when I think of those moments that I could have reached out and grabbed, I regret it even more.

Mu Qingran lowered his head and ate the noodles in the bowl, unable to taste the taste.

……

The night wind blows on the face, a little cool.

He Mu put his hands in his pockets, trying to stay graceful.

Just after eating the hot noodles, her lips became very red, full, and very... seductive.

Mu Qingran's gaze was unconsciously caught by those two red lips.

"Sure enough, you have to be patient to find a good store, and review software can no longer be trusted."

He Mu was angry, "A lot of shops seem to trick stupid pigs into slaughtering them, and the taste is not as good as pig feed."

After hearing no feedback for a long time, He Mu looked at Mu Qingran: "I'm not chatting with you, I think we should talk about cooperation with ME and help them build a system to prevent fraud, otherwise, who will trust these software in the future? ah."

The review software under the ME Group is the most well-known and used by the most people.

Mu Qingran quickly looked away, "You can do whatever you want."

"Your company tells me to do whatever I want." He Mu rolled his eyes.

"I mean, you can do whatever you want." When Mu Qingran looked back, his eyes were very gentle.

"You are so scary." He Mu trembled.

"Scary?" Mu Qingran didn't understand.

"You really want to lure the silly pig back to be slaughtered right now." He Mu said.

"Then can I lie back?" Mu Qingran asked.

"Of course I can't cheat back, I'm not a stupid pig." He Mu sneered and strode forward.

Under the dim street lights, He Mu's shadow stretched very long.

Mu Qingran took a few steps to catch up and stepped on He Mu's shadow.

The distance between the two kept getting closer, and they obviously didn't touch each other, but their shadows had already melted together.

Mu Qingran looked at the shadow on the ground, raised her hand, and approached, as if her hand was also in He Mu's pocket.

How could she do such a boring thing?

Because you can't hold hands, even if it's fake, you have to get closer, and get closer.

Has the child ever felt like this?

He Mu turned his head inadvertently, seeing Mu Qingran's movements, his pupils trembled.

She couldn't be more familiar.

Not daring to touch the real person, only to catch the black, false shadow.

Mu Qingran withdrew her hand the moment He Mu turned her head, as if nothing had happened.

"I will go to the company tomorrow." He Mu said suddenly.

"Huh?" Mu Qingran responded, then nodded again, "Yeah."

"Mr. Mu, please give me a lift."

When Mu Qingran heard He Mu's words, she was stunned for two seconds, and the corners of her lips gradually turned upward.

But before she could answer the word "yes", the people in front had stopped looking at her, and their backs were getting further and further away.

Mu Qingran adjusted her breathing and followed quickly.

At least, there are still backs and shadows, which have not completely disappeared.

She still has a chance, doesn't she?

Early the next morning.

After He Mu washed, the sleepiness had not dissipated, and he rubbed his eyes and walked out of the bedroom.

A hot Chinese breakfast is already set on the dining table.

Red bean paste with siu mai is He Mu's favorite. It is a strange combination of sweet and salty.

There seems to be no red bean paste nearby.

Mu Qingran said as if asking for credit, "I drove 5 kilometers on purpose to buy it."

He Mu: "..." Shouldn't this kind of thing be done silently and kept in the heart, regardless of whether the other party knows it or not?

When He Mu sat down, Mu Qingran was awkward for a long time, then bowed his head to drink red bean paste and said, "I remember what you like."

He Mu was stunned for a moment, then said with a light smile, "Then do you know why I like to eat red bean paste?"

Mu Qingran is used to answering with silence and eyes instead, but after hesitating, she still asked, "Why?"

"Because the feeling of missing is too bitter, I need to eat something sweet." He Mu said this very lightly, as if the bitterness had long since disappeared.

Mu Qingran recalled that it seemed that when He Mu was 14 years old, he became particularly fond of red beans.

That year, the dim sum sent to her was also made of red beans.

It turns out that is what it means.

Red beans are born in the southern country.

This thing is the most Acacia.

Red beans, the most lovesick.

When He Mu walked into the company, she saw that the expressions of her employees were as if carved out of a mold, with straight eyes and dislocated jaws.

In the past, Xiaohe was always beautiful, but she seemed to be thorny, and she was obviously very easy-going; so she always felt that such beauty did not match her temperament.

But today, I don't know if it is because of the change of makeup, the whole person is different from before.

People who are poor at words can only scream "ahhhhhh" in their hearts.

Mu Qingran noticed the way the employees of her company looked at her child. The lump of cotton in her heart was matched with a textile machine, and her heart trembled as if hit by a hammer.

In the past, she didn't like to get too many eyes because of her appearance, but now, she hoped that all those eyes would fall on herself.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-01-1522:31:06~2021-01-1619:20:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: numb, 452298111;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!