I lost my memory after she was moved

The two went to a western restaurant near West Street.

While Zhao Zhao was ordering, Cen Luo sat at the dining table and looked around, then sighed:

"West Street has changed a lot."

"It's quite big," Zhao Zhao handed the menu to Cen Luo after ordering, "Sister, do you want to order anything else?"

Zhao Zhao had been to the area of ​​West Street before, and this western restaurant was recommended to her by a friend, so compared to Cen Luo now, Zhao Zhao is more familiar with it.

While Cen Luo looked down at the menu, Zhao Zhao chatted with her:

"In recent years, Yuncheng has developed all the way to the west, and West Street has been well developed. This area is much more prosperous than ten years ago."

Cen Luo nodded, handed the menu to the waiter next to him, and then said to Zhao Zhao in a joking tone:

"If I knew this earlier, I should have bought two suites on West Street earlier."

Zhao Zhaowen said with a smile: "You reminded me that I should buy a house on West Street. Sister, which apartment do you live in? How about I buy a house near you?"

Every time Zhao Zhao sent Cen Luo back, he only went to West Street, not to the apartment downstairs, so he didn't know which building Cen Luo lived in.

nearby?

Cen Luo thought about it for a while. In fact, it would be nice to have a friend living nearby, so he replied to her:

"Happiness Apartment on West Street."

Zhao Zhao nodded when he heard the words, looked at Cen Luo and raised his lips, smiling a little happily: "I like this name."

If you like the name of the community, you can like it. Why do you look at yourself with that kind of eyes?

it's wired.

At this moment, Cen Luo suddenly felt that the dining table where they were sitting was bumped by someone, the menu on the table suddenly fell to the ground, and the goblet filled with orange juice shook and spilled a few drops on the table.

Cen Luo subconsciously went to wipe the table with a tissue, and heard a male voice next to him: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

He also picked up the menu that fell on the ground and put it back on the table.

There are not many people in the western restaurant, and the distance between the tables is very large. It is "not easy" to bump into each other like this.

But Cen Luo didn't think about it, and just replied: "It's okay."

After the people left, Cen Luo turned his eyes to Zhao Zhao in front of him again, but saw her face slightly sideways, as if avoiding sight.

It was only then that Cen Luo remembered that Zhao Zhao was a star, and it was really not good to be seen like this.

Thinking of this, Cen Luo looked around the restaurant for a week, only a few scattered people.

There were two people sitting not far from them on the right, and one of them smiled at her with his head slightly lowered, as if apologizing.

It should be the person who bumped into their dining table just now.

Cen Luo looked away, remembering that she didn't know Zhao Zhao very well, so he asked again:

"Zhao Zhao, are you from Yuncheng?"

"No, I'm from Cotton City."

"Wow cotton city."

Cen Luo blinked her eyes. She had a natural intimacy with Miancheng. If she had known Zhao Zhao was from Miancheng, she had chatted with her a few days ago when she was hospitalized.

Seeing Cen Luo's appearance, Zhao Zhao's smile deepened, and he said, "Did sister still remember me?"

"Huh?" Cen Luo was puzzled, she lost her memory, how did she remember it?

"Since I met you again, I have called my sister countless times."

Before Cen Luo had time to ask, she heard the next sentence that made her freeze in place:

"So when is my sister going to marry me?"

As soon as the words fell, the scene at that time appeared in Cen Luo's mind.

What happened ten years ago was only half a month ago to her.

"Are you that kid?"

"OK."

The smile on Zhao Zhao's face remained undiminished, Cen Luo was the only one who was embarrassed.

Under Zhao Zhao's gaze, Cen Luo turned his face sideways and stretched out his hands to cover his face.

She didn't know, no one told her about it.

No wonder she said why Zhao Zhao always likes to call her sister.

Originally, because of the joy of being a native of Miancheng, he was instantly overwhelmed by embarrassment.

That malnourished child suddenly turned into a big star.

For Cen Luo, this fact has only passed half a month.

At that time, she was just a child with no scruples, but now it's good, this kid really found her.

However, she seemed to refuse at the time?

Thinking of this, the embarrassment in Cen Luo's heart dissipated, and he turned to Zhao Zhao with a smile, "Why are you joking about things that others didn't agree to?"

Zhao Zhao didn't speak, but the smile on the corners of his lips didn't diminish, as if he was admiring her expression.

After a while, Zhao Zhao picked up the orange juice on the table and took a sip, then said softly:

"It's okay, sister, I have a lot of time, so I can wait in line first."

Zhao Zhao's smile was restrained, and his expression was serious.

Cen Luo suddenly couldn't think of anything to answer her.

To be honest, Zhao Zhao is really beautiful, much prettier than she is shown on TV.

But after she woke up, when she got along with Zhao Zhao in the hospital, she didn't have any other thoughts. Because of the closeness these days, she felt that Zhao Zhao was a bit like Cen Xi, sometimes in a trance. If Cen Xi was still there, she would be about the same age as Zhao Zhao up.

After being reminded by Zhao Zhao today, Cen Luo understood where his feeling came from.

The 13-year-old Zhao Zhao is sometimes arrogant and sometimes duplicity, rejecting her help, but when she goes out, he asks her where she is going uneasily, and follows her as if afraid that she will leave suddenly.

Like her sister, she often follows her while talking about hating her.

Cen Luo was still immersed in his own thoughts, when he suddenly heard Zhao Zhao's slightly lowered voice:

"Sister bows her head."

Cen Luo subconsciously hummed in bewilderment, and before he had time to react, he smelled the clear fragrance of gardenias.

Zhao Zhao suddenly got up and stood beside her, blocking her right view, leaned over and whispered in Cen Luo's ear:

"Someone on the right is secretly taking pictures."

Cen Luo turned his face to the side and found that Zhao Zhao had already put on a mask and hat to cover his face tightly.

Just now when Zhao Zhao turned his face because someone bumped into their dining table, Cen Luo thought, Zhao Zhao is now a popular star, and his travels will definitely attract attention.

In fact, because of visiting Cen Luo a few days ago, Zhao Zhao had a lot of news, but most of them were about her being sick, and she was not photographed when she was with Cen Luo in the ward.

So some paparazzi just guessed that Zhao Zhao was sick so he often came to the hospital.

But it’s different now, the restaurant’s being photographed should cause gossip, and it doesn’t have a good impact on Zhao Zhao.

No, celebrities also have the right to have dinner with friends.

"Is it so strict to be a celebrity? You can't even have dinner with friends?"

Hearing what Cen Luo said, Zhao Zhao chuckled lightly: "Of course it's okay to have dinner with friends, but not with you."

Cen Luo frowned: "Why?"

Zhao Zhao: "I have ghosts in my heart."

Cen Luo: "..."

Zhao Zhao is not afraid of rumors, it doesn't matter what the media writes about her, but Cen Luo can't.

Cen Luo is just an amateur.

Gossip with celebrities, and amateurs are more likely to be injured. Celebrities have public relations and teams, but amateurs do not.

Regardless of whether they are friends or not, as long as they are exposed by the media, there will only be one end in the end.

For the first time, Zhao Zhao felt a little powerless about his identity.

"Then let's go out first."

Cen Luo thought for a while, and quickly realized that the person bumping into their dining table just now was no coincidence.

Modern people with vicious minds.

Cen Luo was wearing a hoodie today. After saying this, he put on the hat and stood up, pulling Zhao Zhao's wrist and walking out.

When he walked to the cashier, Cen Luo let go of Zhao Zhao's wrist, and patted Zhao Zhao's arm very loyally:

"You go to the car and wait for me first, and I'll go there after I pay the bill."

Zhao Zhao subconsciously nodded.

As if he only realized it after he went out the door, he touched his wrist.

There is a very subtle feeling.

But after a while, Zhao Zhao realized that in Cen Luo's perception, it is actually a normal behavior for friends to pull their wrists.

After all, it was her own joy.

The two ordered food but didn't take a bite. It was noon now, and Cen Luo was a little hungry.

I don't know of any hidden places nearby.

"otherwise……"

Before Zhao Zhao finished speaking, he heard Cen Luo's voice:

"Or let's meet again next time."

Zhao Zhao probably wanted to say the same thing as her, Cen Luo thought.

"It's true that I don't know how to cook. If I could, I would invite you to my house." Cen Luo sighed, and said, "I heard from Xiaoran that I was pretty good at cooking before I lost my memory. It's a pity."

In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't cook, just stay with you for a while.

Zhao Zhao didn't say this, because she saw two men looking around with a camera in the rearview mirror.

It seemed that they were a little ashamed and angry because they couldn't find anyone, and they scolded each other.

Thinking of the risk of being followed by the two of them, Zhao Zhao's eyes turned cold, and he said to Cen Luowen, "I'm sorry, sister, I wasted your time."

Cen Luo shook his head: "It's okay, you are a star after all, you can't help yourself, I understand."

"Then I'll take my sister home first? In the Xingfu Community on West Street?"

"Uh-huh."

Cen Luo thought that there seemed to be a noodle restaurant downstairs, so he could try it.

"How many floors?"

"The thirteenth floor." Cen Luo was thinking about what to eat, and blurted out his answer.

Only then did he realize, is Zhao Zhao going to send her upstairs?

However, Zhao Zhao didn't speak any more, but looked at the rearview mirror and started the car.

A few minutes later, Cen Luo got out of the car.

He waved goodbye to Zhao Zhao, and then ran downstairs to the noodle restaurant. The wind was a bit strong, and Cen Luo's hair was blown in the air.

Zhao Zhao looked at Cen Luo's back in a daze.

She is free.

Suddenly, Zhao Zhao thought of this sentence.

In a few seconds, Zhao Zhao looked away, and mocked in his heart:

Joke, who is not free?

As soon as Cen Luo entered the noodle shop, he was watched by many people.

One of the uncles in his fifties stared at her closely, making her pause.

"Xiao Luo, where have you been these days? How can I say it? I didn't see you when I came to get the photo album and camera?"

Oh, it turned out to be someone who knew her.

Cen Luo randomly chose a table against the wall and sat down, and replied: "There was a small accident, I forgot, I'm sorry."

Uncle Liu was taken aback by this answer, and then he smiled and said, "It's fine as long as it's fine."

"I ran into your girlfriend a few days ago, and I asked her to bring you the camera and photo album. Have you received it?"

A few days ago?girlfriend?Jane Mu?

No wonder the photo album and camera are in her hands.

However, has she been here these days?

"Uncle, are you sure my girlfriend took it personally?"

Although Cen Luo really didn't want to use the word girlfriend to describe Jian Mu, that's the only way to talk to this uncle now.

Uncle Liu frowned: "You child, why aren't you called Uncle Liu? Uncle's name is strange."

Anyway, they have known each other for two years.

Cen Luo was anxious to hear the answer, and echoed him by calling Uncle Liu a few times.

Uncle Liu went on to say, "It's the person in your camera."

It's really Jian Mu.

Cen Luo scratched his head, wondering if she had mentioned Jian Mu to Liu Shuti before, but he still explained: "I have nothing to do with her anymore."

But what made Cen Luo even more puzzled was that Jian Mu actually knew that she had a house on West Street?Do you know which apartment she lives in?

Didn't Xiaoran say that Jian Mu didn't know?

Didn't it mean that she was worried that Jian Mu would not let her live in Nanyang Yulou if she knew she had a house?

Looking at it this way, it seems that Jian Mu already knew about it?

The author has something to say: the other one is after midnight.

Today my id is, crap but hard work.

Go to bed early wow.

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