camouflage amnesia

[My sister's hands are tied to the head of the bed, unable to move.

Her face was pale and bloodless, sickly, weak.

But Bai Teeth bit her lower lip lightly, her face full of stubbornness.

It made Mu Yishan want to "pamper" him. ]

Mu Qingran frowned slightly after reading this short paragraph.

Is this a color book?

During non-working hours, the boss should not care about what employees look at.

It's just that she was just about to leave when she saw the next line——

[Ran Qingmu did it on purpose, she knew that this would arouse Mu Yishan's morbid desire, and then possess her fiercely.She has never been a white flower sister of Cinderella, but Manzhushahua who grew up in Huangquan, flirtatious and charming, full of danger. ——Annotation: This is to help CV teachers understand the character and motivation of the characters. ]

Ran Qingmu?

There is an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Ran Qingmu...Mu Qingran...

Is it a coincidence?

Mu Yishan...regrouped...could be...He Mu...

Now, Mu Qingran's whole body and the surrounding air became a still picture.

This should not be a coincidence.

Mu Qingran continued to read...

[(A panting sound) After being comfortable, Mu Yishan hugged Ran Qingmu from behind, and put his fingers into his sister's fingers (skin friction sound with the sound of water)]

[Mu Yishan: Elder sister, why do you want to make me jealous?You clearly know that I am very possessive. ]

[Ran Qingmu: (breathing lightly)]

[Mu Yishan (whispering in the ear): You didn't speak, did I not work hard enough just now?How can I love you so that you can bloom for me willingly?I love you like crazy, but you always run away, what should I do to get a little response from you?You are like a flower that will be broken at any time. I want to hold you carefully, but I can't help destroying you. Whenever I see your fragile appearance when you are sick, I can't help but want to possess you You... (sound of rubbing)]

Mu Qingran's pupils quickly opened.

Not only because of the lustful and lustful words, but also because in a certain aspect, it is actually very similar to the state of He Mu and her before.

"..."

Mu Qingran had the illusion of being watched.

At this time, with a few "dang bang bang" sounds, a box rolled to her feet.

She turned her head and met a female employee.

The other party seems to be sitting at this desk, she has a little impression.

Qiu Ni's heart is broken.

The last time I was brainstorming Mr. Xiaohe's radio drama about Mrs. Xiaohe's sick and charming president with my colleagues, the big boss listened to it seriously, and now he was caught on the spot and wrote the script for the two of them.

...I'm afraid it's going to be cold.

In fact, the original name was not used, so can it be rescued?

"Mr. Mu, I definitely don't have time to fish at work." Qiu Ni tried to divert the boss's attention, "It's because a friend asked me to read the script she wrote, so I will do a little favor during my lunch break."

Mu Qingran had a little impression of this employee. She was one of the few female programmers who could do the work very quickly and have a bright mind.

She still wanted to see what happened next, but in order to avoid embarrassment, she didn't know, "I'll just take a look, don't be nervous."

After all, leave calmly.

Qiu Ni secretly figured out, judging by the big boss's reaction, it must be because she didn't discover the mystery of the name, maybe she didn't look carefully at all.

There are rescues and rescues.

She quickly closed the document, and she would no longer be able to write such things in the company.

But after talking face-to-face with Mr. Mu, I was suddenly inspired, and it was so uncomfortable not to be able to write!

Mu Qingran returned to the office and sat down.

Relax your body, lean on the back of the chair, tilt your head back slightly, and close your eyes.

In that radio script, the sickly Cinderella is black-bellied and scheming, and she... seems to have a little bit of similarity to her, and she is not a good person.

Looking back at how Cinderella made the CEO crazy for her, Mu Qingran suddenly realized.

Isn't it the credo to fight for what you want with both hands?

Now he is timid.

The secretion of dopamine can really make people stupid and stupid sometimes.

When calculating, isn't it good?

How come after being caught off guard by being killed, he scrambled, like a stunned young man.

If you really care about it, you will be chaotic, and you should not allow your reason to be completely overwhelmed by your emotions.

What the child likes should also be that powerful sister.

Fortunately, in love, the opponent is He Mu, otherwise, if he makes a careless move, he will be eaten up.

There is only one month, if you don't seize the opportunity, people will really run away.

Thinking of this, a picture of a child running on short legs and being carried back by her suddenly appeared in Mu Qingran's mind. The corners of her lips turned up, but she couldn't help sighing.

It was no longer a child that she could carry back with her hand.

It seems to be easy to sigh recently.

"Buzzing..."

The phone vibrated on the table.

Mu Qingran sat upright, glanced at the screen, and the corners of her lips returned to normal.

—— "Mu, you guessed right, He Jinhuai came to find me."

Chen Yi's voice came from the phone.

"Hmm." Facing the phone, Mu Qingran remained reticent as usual.

——"He wants to bypass the Heshi Group and inject capital into me alone. What reason should I refuse?"

"You don't need to refuse." Mu Qingran said, "As long as he is not allowed to participate in the company's decision-making and operations, isn't it good to get the money?"

——"You are right, how stupid I am!"

Mu Qingran didn't answer the call. If there was nothing else on the other side, she planned to end the call.

—— "The funds over the Yueyan River..."

Mu Qingran: "Don't accept it yet." The city of Yue Yanxi still needs to be explored.

—— "Okay, then I'll hang up first."

On the other side of the phone, Mu Qingran was used to only talking about business matters, and didn't say much.

Mu Qingran put down the phone, looked at the communication tool that she used every day, and was slightly lost in thought.

He Mu and she are no longer teenagers, can they really start like this regardless?

But the possessiveness has reached the point where I can't control it, and I can't do it long ago.

Why bother.

Ever since Mu Qingran saw the manuscript on the employee's computer, every time she passed by, she couldn't help but want to glance at it.

Curious to know, what else was written?

This kind of heart-scratching feeling is like seeing a good program and wanting to know the underlying logic and algorithms.

It's been so out of order lately.

Mu Qingran came out of the conference room, passed by Qiu Ni's workstation, and saw her writing code seriously.

...should be gratified.

She returned to the office, clutched her phone for a while, hesitated, and sent a message to He Mu——

[I will be speaking at Nancheng No. [-] Middle School tomorrow, come? ]

This kind of news does not need to be posted now, and the proposal was rejected last time, but if you post something like "the weather is fine today", it will definitely be ignored.

If you don't say something, today will pass, and every day will be less and less.

Not long after, there was an echo.

[M: It depends. ]

No outright rejection.

She didn't make a note to He Mu. Now that she saw this name, she couldn't help but wonder, does the letter "M" have anything to do with her?

...seems a bit too arrogant.

[Let's go together tomorrow? ]

She tried to take a step forward to test He Mu's circle.

There is no reply for a long time.

It wasn't until I got off work that I received one——

[Um. ]

Mu Qingran curled the corners of her lips, and her mood improved a lot.

She couldn't help but wonder if it's been a long time since she had any emotional changes, she didn't waste her emotions on anger and sadness, but she also hasn't been happy and happy for a long time...

It seemed that after the company got on the right track, time passed so fast that she was a little numb.

In the days when I first founded KM, I was so tired that I sat on the ground, I couldn’t cry if I wanted to, but I still had to grit my teeth and persist; there was no money in the company’s books, but there were still employees waiting to be paid; I hated talking and socializing , but can only force myself to get used to it.

But at the beginning, every time I passed a crisis, there would be excitement and surging. Now, it seems that even this kind of emotion is rare.

You already know it, don't you?

If you want to reach the end of success faster, you have to make sacrifices.

But now, she wants both.

In the big office area, Qiu Ni always felt that the big boss took a few glances at her when he passed by.

Could it be that he was just pretending to be fine at noon, but in fact, what the big boss was thinking about was how to deal with her?

Could it be that Director Xu will come to talk to her tomorrow?

Why use two bosses as prototypes!Why not change the name to make it harder to recognize!Why didn't the screen lock when I went to pick up the courier just now!

On the surface, Qiu Ni typed the code again, but in fact, her heart was galloping.

Now she only hopes that the big boss will not search for the name of this drama on the Internet. From the beginning of creation to now, three issues have been released.

Everyone is generating electricity for love, if she wants to withdraw all of them now, it will be too much of a waste of her friends' hard work, no.

It's so hard to live!

When she got off work, Mu Qingran passed by Qiu Ni's station and thought of the manuscript again.

Maybe... Will there be one online?

If she writes too much, she still needs to talk to the staff.

Thinking of this, she took out her mobile phone without any psychological burden and searched.

There really are...

-The first episode of the radio drama "Sick President and Her Sick Cinderella".

-Produced for the love drama crew.

Mu Qingran clicked in with a curious attitude, and on the way home, she listened to the third episode without knowing it.

She never knew there was such a thing.

It turns out that the private lives of employees can be so rich.

Mu Qingran seldom even watches TV, and there are no entertainment items, so she can't tell if the production is good or bad.

The plot, however, is quite exciting.

It is comparable to the eight o'clock file that I watched with Aunt Lu when I was a child.

Thinking of the picture of Aunt Lu and He Mu crying bitterly in front of the TV, her heart softened a little.

The plot of this self-produced drama is full of twists and turns, and the central idea is only one——

The sick and delicate president thinks that she is trapping the sickly Cinderella sister, but in fact it is Cinderella who wants to catch the president's heart firmly.

In just three episodes, the plot has been reversed several times.

Mu Qingran even hesitated to transfer Qiu Ni to the planning department.

After taking off the earphones and getting out of the car, Mu Qingran suddenly felt amused.

I'm doing boring things again.

But trying to understand someone else's world doesn't seem so bad.

In fact, in the past six months, she has felt that the turnover of KM's personnel has become more and more frequent. Now job-hopping is the norm, but people can't be kept. No matter how strong the core technology is, the company is still a mess.

She originally thought that as long as she paid enough salary, she could assemble an elite team, but now no one in the industry is afraid of burning money. In order to poach people, they will only get higher and higher.

After He Mu came, she could clearly feel that the morale of the army was much more stable than before.

The salary and benefits have not changed much, because Hemu can pay attention to the real needs of each employee, and is willing to listen to the inner voice of the employee, whether it is an executive or an intern.

She has seen it many times, and there should be more times she hasn't seen it.

It was an ability she would never learn, or rather she never thought of learning.

He Mu had given her enough surprises, so it was not surprising that there were so many small actions.

There was no movement at the door until 11 o'clock in the evening.

Mu Qingran immediately fell to the sofa, closed her eyes and lay on her side, her neckline was half open, and one arm was resting on the edge of the sofa, half hanging in the air.

The radio dramas I listened to on the way home still left traces in my subconscious after all.

The president said that my sister's soft and weak appearance is the most cherished, and the frown that I frowned when I was having a nightmare made me want to kiss.

He Mu entered the room, full of warmth, but without the dry feeling of being blown by the air conditioner, and his mood was also happy.

She was talking to people outside, and she was almost baked into jerky by the air conditioner.

Sure enough, you still have to experience it yourself to know what the real difference between North and South is.

When Mu Qingran first came here, she probably wasn't so comfortable.

He Mu knocked on the head, it's none of her business whether she feels comfortable or not!

She took off her coat and went into the room. When she saw Mu Qingran lying on the sofa, four words popped up in her mind - "amorous feelings".

Sleeping without a quilt, do you want to have another fever?

He Mu approached and saw Mu Qingran frowning slightly, feeling sick like sister Lin in the Grand View Garden.

uncomfortable?Still having nightmares?

She knelt down and wanted to gently shake Mu Qingran awake, but as soon as her hands approached, she pinched Mu Qingran's nose instead.

"Don't pretend to be asleep."

Mu Qingran didn't want to admit that she was pretending to be asleep, nor did she want to be suffocated to death.

"Really not awake?" He Mu didn't let go, it depends on how long Mu Qingran can hold on.

Mu Qingran regretted his life, not wanting to have any accidents, so he had to open his eyes.

"Didn't you say you can't have physical contact?" She blurted out.

He Mu withdrew his hand, "Unexpectedly, it won't happen next time."

Mu Qingran wanted to bite off her tongue.

It's fine to be quiet.

He Mu kindly reminded: "Mr. Mu will pretend to sleep next time and remember to adjust his breathing rate."

Mu Qingran: "..." Was it difficult for that child to be fooled to this extent?

Thinking about the behavior just now, I feel very naive again.

He Mu looked indifferent, stood up and went back to the house.

Mu Qingran tightened her neckline and left the performance land with a stiff expression.

Now I kind of miss the days when I was a toy.

Are you really sick?

He Mu closed the bedroom door before staring at the door panel in disbelief, thinking.

Was Mu Qingran tempting her just now?

Recalling the collarbone under Mu Qingran's collar, and the foul black silk shirt, it's quite tempting.

He Mu touched his hot face.

——I am a man of backbone!

The man of backbone walked into the bathroom and took a shower.

When I took a shower, I couldn't help imagining some errands in my mind, and the more I washed my face, the hotter it became.

Immediately after coming out, open a financial statement.

It takes work to suppress the shock.

He Mu sat in the co-pilot, saw that the car was going in the wrong direction, and asked, "Is this the way?"

At this time, the navigation just broadcast: "There are still 3 kilometers to the destination Nancheng No. [-] Middle School, please turn right at the next intersection."

"..." He Mu knocked on the door frame with his fingertips, "When did I say I would listen to your lecture?"

"I asked you if you want to go together? You agreed." Mu Qingran said.

He Mu: "I thought you were talking about going to the company together."

Mu Qingran: "That's because your understanding is wrong."

He Mu smiled awkwardly but politely: "Do you know what it means to change your country easily and your nature hard to change?"

Mu Qingran recalled this sentence, and could hear that it should be talking about her.

"Do you like me to talk more or not?" Mu Qingran asked.

He Mu blinked, and asked so directly, could it be that there is something bad in his heart again?

Mu Qingran said again: "I'd rather argue with you than say nothing."

He Mu turned to look out the window, "Why do you suddenly think so?"

"You told me a lot when you were young." Mu Qingran replied.

Thinking of his childhood, He Mu's eyes were a little sad, "You should think I'm noisy, right?"

"I'm used to it." Mu Qingran said, "I thought I could just ignore what you said."

"Oh." He Mu didn't know how to answer.

He should be happy to hear that Mu Qingran said that she didn't think she was noisy.

But she is not the child who can find countless topics now, she can speak freely before, and she is not afraid of losing face when she says anything.

But when I want to say something now, I always go through it many times in my mind first, not wanting to cause misunderstandings, and afraid of revealing my sincerity.

"Tenant agreement, you said you don't want to guess what I'm thinking." Mu Qingran said, "I fulfilled it very well."

"So?" He Mu frowned.

"As a roommate, it's not too much to invite you to watch my lecture, right?" Mu Qingran got to the point.

It is said in the radio drama that we must know how to show weakness appropriately, take a small step back first, and then take a big step forward.

"Understood, looking for so many reasons! Haven't you already kidnapped me?" He Mu didn't show too much resistance.

Just come together to participate in an event, it's nothing.

Mu Qingran stared ahead, but He Mu couldn't see the epiphany in her eyes.

Seems like... Cinderella still has something to do with it.

It wasn't until He Mu saw the middle school gate that he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Has she been tricked?

The strategy Mu Qingran used just now, she also often uses at the negotiating table.

Great!

Mu Qingran unbuckled his seat belt, seeing that He Mu wouldn't get out of the car, he turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

He Mu smiled, "I want to quarrel with you now, do you want to quarrel? Didn't you say you would rather quarrel with me?"

Mu Qingran was stunned for two seconds, "It's not that I won't mix personal feelings at work, I'm working now."

He Mu took a deep breath, nodded, "That's right."

Mu Qingran tentatively asked, "Are you unhappy?"

"I'm very happy now. It's been a long time since I've seen the flowers of my motherland. Thanks to Mr. Mu, I'm able to return to junior high school." After He Mu finished speaking, he slammed the door and got out of the car.

Mu Qingran's brows raised slightly, as if she was angry again.

The place where the lectures are given is a medium-sized auditorium, which can accommodate about 300 people.

Those who came to listen to the presentation were mainly senior high school students and accompanying parents.

The school hopes to have elite talents in the industry to give a boost to the students who are about to take the college entrance examination, and Mu Qingran takes this job in the hope that more people will understand the subject of mathematics.

Although she is doing code work now, her undergraduate and master are both in the Department of Mathematics, and the computer is only a minor.

When he was in college, Professor Liu always half-jokingly envied the departments of other popular majors, saying that the Department of Mathematics was a treasure.

I don't know if it is because of this reason, Professor Liu cares about the students in the department like an old father, from study to life, in every detail.

Mu Qingran also minored in computer science in order to make money.Professor Liu also helped her with a lot of work, which obviously had nothing to do with him.

But such a good professor also died of cancer two years ago.

Mu Qingran didn't hear about the professor's death until a month later, and he didn't even attend the funeral.

The only time she regretted that she didn't make friends with the classmates she often contacted in college was at that moment, otherwise she could at least send the old man one last time.

……

The content prepared by Mu Qingran is mainly about the importance of mathematics and its future application scenarios.

The content can be said to be almost boring, but the students in the audience listened very carefully.

He Mu looked around and was very puzzled. Could it be that the children today are more eager to learn than her back then?

She remembered that when she was in junior high school, someone came to give a similar lecture, and the ground was dark and fell asleep.

What she didn't know was that the children in junior high school were also qualified Yangou.Is the beautiful sister talking on the top and sleeping on the bottom still human?

"The most prominent feature of the major setting in our country's colleges and universities is that they will gather together to set up popular application majors for job hunting in recent years, but in fact, when a major goes from entry to completion and goes out to find a job, the market may be saturated. "

He Mu looked at Mu Qingran standing on the stage with a serious face, as if she saw her sister who always had a halo in the past. She looked up to her not only because of the age gap between them, but because Mu Qingran was really very good. excellent.

Even though their relationship is not normal now, seeing such a confident Mu Qingran, her heartbeat still couldn't help speeding up.

"..." The long speech was not all boring. Mu Qingran also interspersed stories of several outstanding mathematicians.

He Mu was in the first row reserved by the school, and he could clearly see the expression on Mu Qingran's face, and could also see that she wanted to speak vividly to the junior high school students, but her expression and body were very stiff.

Mu Qingran also has things that she is not good at.

She is kind of cute like this.

"Finally, I would like to share some of my own opinions. Our country's scientific research achievements lag behind foreign countries because no one has applied for many basic subjects. But the future development of science and technology cannot be separated from people with underlying logic. Regardless of Basic mathematics, physics, chemistry are the cornerstones of the country's future."

"My professor once said that he hoped that one day the news on the Internet would be all about the dazzling achievements of our country's scientific talents, rather than some majors earning millions a year and enrolling students hot."

"I'm talking about the last paragraph for parents. Sometimes, learning a subject requires great talent. Some children are naturally better at mathematics than others, and they love this subject very much. If your child really likes it, how about Please don’t kill his interest, maybe this major is not so hot now, there must be a gap in the future.”

Mu Qingran raised her voice, "I'm actually not good at giving speeches, but I still came today because when I applied for college, my...my mother gave me a lot of support. She hoped that my life would be mastered. In your own hands, go after what you want, instead of following the crowd."

He Mu's eyes trembled when he heard the word "Mom".

When I was young, my mother would feel wronged, saying that elder sister Qingran didn't tell her what was on her mind, and her half mother was a failure.

In fact, mother is also very important in her heart.

Later, when it came to the student questioning session, He Mu didn't hear the content, and she was distracted.

"Thank you everyone." Mu Qingran bowed and stepped down.

Students and parents in the auditorium left one after another.

He Mu was still sitting there.

Mu Qingran came over with a slightly awkward tone: "It's pretty boring."

She felt that she had made a mistake in calling He Mu over.

If you sit down and listen to it by yourself, you will feel quite boring.

He Mu shook his head, "It's very interesting."

"Are you complimenting me?" Mu Qingran was used to being teased recently, and felt a little uncomfortable being praised suddenly.

"If I can take the college entrance examination again, I will also apply for mathematics." He Mu smiled and raised his eyebrows, just like the little sun back then.

Mu Qingran hadn't seen such a bright smile for a long time, and was a little dumbfounded.

But He Mu quickly put away his smile, "I am giving you some encouragement as a roommate, so don't think too much about it."

"Then... as a celebration, can we have a candlelight dinner tonight?" Mu Qingran asked.

"..." I can't tell, but Mu Qingran is quite fussy. The senior sister has been away for so long, and she is still thinking about the candlelight dinner.

"I'll count to three seconds if you don't speak, it will be your acquiescence." Mu Qingran spoke very fast, "One, two, three."

"Mr. He promises a thousand dollars." Mu Qingran bent his lips towards He Mu, as if treacherous to succeed in a trick.

He Mu was arranged in the blink of an eye, and sneered, "Go and live your spring and autumn dream, I already have arrangements for tonight."

Mu Qingran's voice was obviously dull: "What arrangement?"

"Secret." He Mu turned and walked out.

She could feel that Mu Qingran had changed. Although she was clumsy, she would take the initiative.

But these initiatives are all based on the premise that she can let go of her hands. In the future, she doesn't know, at least not now.

"Mr. He, can we go back to the company together?" Mu Qingran chased after helplessly.

It seems that being rejected is not so embarrassing.

However, it will be lost.

Such losses add up again and again, which is the bitterness that He Mu said.

Is it possible to hold her again after she has tasted all the hardships that the child once experienced?

But she wants to go faster, faster.

She saw He Mu's eyes on the stage, the familiar adoring eyes, just one look made her heart tremble.

Can't wait to hold her in my arms.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-01-1622:41:33~2021-01-1718:25:51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: 1 is numb;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: 5 for peace with the situation; 4 for someone's big C; 2 for numbness; 1 for long thirteen;

Thank you to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: why don't you ask for 20 bottles of time in your hand; a handsome guy. 10 bottles; 7 bottles for Little Pigeon Hand;

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