I lost my memory after she was moved

"Will not."

Cen Luo rubbed his stiff face, exhaled hot air, and stood up from his squatting body.

Zhao Zhao didn't understand if her answer "no" meant that no one would like her for more than ten years, or that she would not like this person.

For some answers, it may be better to stick to it only if you don’t know it.

Zhao Zhao didn't ask any more questions. Seeing her get up, he walked to the side of the car and helped her open the door of the passenger seat, saying:

"Get in the car, I'll take you home."

The weather has continued to be low these days, the sky is always foggy, and there are no pedestrians on the street, which looks a little deserted.

Cen Luo leaned against the car window and yawned, feeling sleepy.

"Go to sleep for a while, I will call you when you arrive at Nanyang Yulou."

Nanyang Yulou is a famous villa area in Yuncheng, and most of the people living in it are famous people from all walks of life.

Cen Luo gave the address when he got into the car just now.

While waiting for the traffic lights, Zhao Zhao glanced at Cen Luo who was sitting beside him.

Seeing her head leaning against the car window, her eyes looking out of the window with a tired face, she expressed concern.

"It's okay." Cen Luo replied lightly.

The drunkenness of two glasses of wine has long since passed, and at this moment, only the tiredness of the whole body is left.

But if she really fell asleep, she couldn't fall asleep, and when she closed her eyes, she would think of countless pictures about today.

It takes at least half an hour's drive from here to Nanyang Yulou.

Zhao Zhao turned on the music in the car, adjusted the volume to a suitable level, and there was still aromatherapy in the car.

The environment was too comfortable, and within a few minutes, Cen Luo was already so trapped that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

"Why do you like people like her?"

Cen Luo, who was already falling asleep, was suddenly awakened by this sentence, and hummed in confusion.

Zhao Zhao repeated his own question just now, but kept staring at the traffic lights ahead.

Cen Luo didn't answer, but just looked out the window as if recalling something.

"Tsk, you look like this, isn't it the most cliche love at first sight?" Zhao Zhao curled his lower lip with a hint of sarcasm.

"Not good!" Cen Luo retorted.

Just now Zhao Zhao has been so concerned about her, Cen Luo is still not used to it, now that Zhao Zhao talks to her again in this tone, Cen Luo finds a sense of steadfastness.

Little devil is still little devil.

"What is that?" Zhao Zhao asked.

Over the years, Cen Luo has heard this question many times from Qin Ran.

But she never answered directly.

"Look, isn't it fair that I take you home and you tell me stories and amuse me on the way?"

"Don't worry, when I get out of the car, I'll pretend I didn't hear anything."

Seeing that Cen Luo didn't answer, Zhao Zhao seduced again.

She must know why Cen Luo likes that man today.

Cen Luo thought about it, but in fact she also needs a place to share, if it happens to be a story for others to relieve boredom, it is actually quite good.

"Anyway, it wasn't love at first sight. The first time I saw Jian Mu, someone was confessing to her, but she was mercilessly rejected. That girl cried for a long time. At that time, I was thinking, why is this person so cold and heartless. "

Zhao Zhao tightened his grip on the steering wheel, and then chuckled lightly: "The first impression is so bad? Then you still like her?"

Cen Luo recalled it for a while, smiled softly, and sighed:

"Yeah, very bad. Then the next day, I found out that she was the freshman representative of our class, the top student in the provincial high school entrance examination."

"When the freshman representative was speaking, he was indifferent, with no emotion, and he didn't even smile. That face is so beautiful, but it is also really repulsive."

Cen Luo opened up the chatter box, and Zhao Zhao didn't need to guide him anymore, and continued talking by himself.

"We are in the next class, so we often meet each other. I never seem to see anyone else around her. When I go to her class, she always sits at the desk and does homework alone. No matter how noisy the class is, it doesn't seem to affect her. Her world seems to be her own forever."

"I also thought she was like this, indifferent and arrogant. I hated her at that time."

After not hearing Cen Luo's voice for a long time, Zhao Zhao turned his face and saw Cen Luo lost in memory.

"What do you mean by belief? Isn't it the truth?" Zhao Zhao was puzzled. Isn't that the truth?A person that even his girlfriend dare not admit directly.

Isn't it only you in your heart?

Afraid of affecting your image?Or, did he not regard Cen Luo as his girlfriend at all?

Zhao Zhao didn't ask directly, one is that he has no status, and the other is that such words are too hurtful.

After that, Cen Luo didn't continue talking.

What Cen Luo hated the most when he was in middle school was someone who was cold and arrogant, even if that person had the ability to be arrogant.

So when he first found out about Jian Mu, Cen Luo hated her very much in his heart. When friends around him talked about the school beauty goddess and mentioned Jian Mu, Cen Luo always disdained her.

Cen Luo firmly believed in her first impression. The first impression Jian Mu gave her was so bad that for a long time later, Cen Luo didn't have a good impression of her as a person.

Therefore, even though Cen Luo met more than half of the students in the class with his friends, he didn't plan to meet Jian Mu.

Things turned around one afternoon, when she realized that the Jian Mu she had seen before might not be the real Jian Mu.

"It's about your sister?"

Looking from a distance, he could already see the main entrance of Nanyang Yulou. Seeing that Cen Luo was not ready to speak, Zhao Zhao asked.

"How do you know I have a sister?"

Ever since she was in high school, Cen Luo had never told anyone about her having a younger sister.

"Did you really forget me?" Zhao Zhao was a little frustrated, she thought that when she met Cen Luo again, she would definitely think of her.

As a result, once, twice, three times, Cen Luo didn't show any signs of remembering.

Obviously at that time he tried so hard to remind Cen Luo not to forget her.

"what?"

Nanyang Yulou has arrived, Zhao Zhao parked the car in the parking lot in front of the door.

Cen Luo pulled the car door, but it didn't open, so he turned to look at Zhao Zhao.

But Zhao Zhao suddenly leaned over to help her unbuckle her seat belt. Cen Luo, who originally wanted to avoid it, was stunned by her words.

"What did you say?"

Hearing the sound of the seat belt being undone, Zhao Zhao chuckled in satisfaction, looked up at Cen Luo, and said every word: "Didn't you agree to marry me?"

Zhao Zhao's face was close at hand, the fluff on his face was so thin that he couldn't see it, and there didn't seem to be any makeup on his face, with delicate eyebrows and fair skin.

However, Cen Luo was not confused by her appearance. At this moment, she only had one question in her mind: "When will I..."

The sound stopped suddenly.

"If I call you sister, then you will agree to marry me."

"You shouldn't forget a pretty face like mine."

This sentence suddenly appeared in his mind, Cen Luo couldn't believe it.

That must have been almost 11 years ago.

In the third year of junior high school, just after the high school entrance examination, Cen Luo, who was about to return to Yuncheng from Miancheng, picked up a child by the side of the road.

Dirty all over, his face was yellowish and he was malnourished.

I thought the child was ten years old at most, but I didn't expect her to be 13 years old.

He didn't tell her where her home was or her name, as if she was afraid that Cen Luo would send her home.

But a 13-year-old child, where can he go if he doesn't go home?

We stayed together for almost a month, and the child didn't speak much for the first half month, and he was very defensive towards Cen Luo.

After staying for a long time, the two gradually became acquainted.

It's just that she always pretended not to hear what Cen Luo asked her to call her sister.

Later, when sending her home, she told Cen Luo in a threatening tone: "I will call you sister, and you must marry me in the future."

Cen Luo thought about it carefully, and he rejected it without even thinking about it.

"Then you better stop calling me sister, see you in Jianghu."

A 13-year-old junior high school kid knows what to get married and not to get married.

She is different. After school, she is a big friend in the first year of high school, and she is going to meet more beautiful sisters.

Unexpectedly, this Zhao Zhao was that child.

Seeing her expression stagnate suddenly, Zhao Zhao knew that Cen Luo remembered.

"Your memory is worse than I thought, I reminded you so."

Cen Luo pursed her lips, and answered her last question: "I never promised."

"But I remember you agreed," Zhao Zhao smiled, "and you are still working hard for this goal."

Work hard for this goal...

These words are a bit too heavy.

Cen Luo glanced at her and said nothing.Then he opened the door and got out of the car.

Zhao Zhao also got out of the car and stopped Cen Luo who was about to enter Nanyang Yulou.

Cen Luo suddenly realized that he might need to clarify with Zhao Zhao.

"Zhao Zhao, I just thought you were very similar to my sister at the time, I had no other thoughts, and I still do now, and I have a girlfriend."

But obviously these words had no effect on Zhao Zhao.

"It's okay, Sister Cen Luo. It's just dating and not getting married. Who can guarantee that we won't break up." Zhao Zhao chuckled lightly, "Besides, that person doesn't seem to acknowledge your relationship."

Cen Luo: "..."

This Zhao Zhao is really good at talking.

Cen Luo didn't intend to discuss these matters with Zhao Zhao, and Cen Luo didn't take the events of ten years ago to heart.

I didn't expect that my unintentional act would be remembered by others for so many years.

Cen Luo's reaction seemed to be in Zhao Zhao's imagination, so he was not sad because of her resistance.

In the security booth, two security guards were knocking on melon seeds and chatting. It was getting dark, and all the street lights on both sides of the small road in the community were turned on, and the dim lights shone on the road.

"Cen Luo."

"Ok?"

As soon as Cen Luo responded, he was gently hugged by Zhao Zhao who suddenly approached.

The force was very light, and he let go almost the second he touched her, so fast that she didn't react.

"Sister, I am very happy to see you again."

It was just a hug from a long-lost reunion, so polite and thoughtful that Cen Luo couldn't fault it.

Cen Luo suddenly remembered the appearance of Zhao Zhao when he saw Zhao Zhao in the office today, and he grinned his teeth and said in surprise, "I found it."

If it is true as Zhao Zhao said, she has been working hard to meet again, perhaps, she cannot afford this feeling.

After a long time, Cen Luo heard his own voice: "Thank you for taking me back, the weather is cold, go home early."

It wasn't until Zhao Zhao's car disappeared from sight that Cen Luo sighed and walked back to Nanyang Yulou.

It's just that when she turned around, she saw Jian Mu who had been standing at the door for an unknown how long.

But Jian Mu's eyes were not on her, but in the direction Zhao Zhao left.

Cen Luo quickly walked in front of Jian Mu, with doubts on his face: "Aren't you in a meeting? Are you back so soon?"

He even got home before her.

Jian Mu withdrew his eyes and set his eyes on Cen Luo who was speaking.

Suddenly, the conversation between classmates in the first year of high school sounded in my mind:

"Do you know Cen Luo from class three? She has a really good personality and good looks. I feel that the friends around her are always laughing and laughing. It must be fun to be friends with her."

"But she has a lot of friends."

"Then be her girlfriend. A girlfriend must be unique. Cen Luo likes girls, right?"

"Yes, but I heard that she was chasing a third-year senior in high school. When that senior seemed to agree, Cen Luo stopped chasing her and changed to someone else."

……

"Jane Mu?"

Didn't hear Jian Mu's answer, Cen Luo tilted his head and stretched out his hand in front of her.

It is rare to see Jian Mu in a daze, and Cen Luo wonders what she is thinking.

He suddenly remembered Zhao Zhao's actions just now.

Jian Mu won't be here all the time, right?

For such a short second, even if you saw it, you probably wouldn't mind?

Cen Luo still remembered that she asked Jian Mu before, if one day she became an actress, would she be unhappy.

Because being an actor means kissing scenes with a lot of people, and maybe you will have a relationship with others because of the scene.

Cen Luo said this on purpose, to see if Jian Mu would be jealous or angry.

But she seems to have overestimated herself, or underestimated Jian Mu.

After saying those words at that time, Jian Mu's expression didn't change at all, and he said to her: "It's just as long as you are happy."

Come to think of it, such things as jealousy cannot exist in Jian Mu.

Jian Mu lowered his eyes, and kept his gaze on Cen Luo.

After a long time, when Cen Luo thought that Jian Mu would not answer, and was about to speak out and go home together.

All of a sudden, her nostrils were filled with the mild and fresh rose fragrance, and the arms that held her felt a little cold.

Cen Luo heard Jian Mu whisper:

"Just hold for a while."