I lost my memory after she was moved

It was too late when Cen Luo wanted to go back to the room, Zhang Ming was staring at her with a smile on his face.

Cen Luo stood there motionless, watching Zhang Ming walking towards her, and heard her loud voice:

"Xiao Luo, how did I tell you about that matter yesterday?"

Besides Zhang Ming, there was an aunt standing beside her, who also greeted her with a smile at the moment: "When did Xiao Luo come back?"

Cen Luo didn't know which aunt this was, so he could only guess that she was from another family on this floor, so he forced himself to smile at her: "Hello, Auntie."

While saying hello, I still sighed in my heart, it seems that most of the people living in this apartment are older uncles and aunts.

Zhang Ming was dissatisfied that Wang Zhen changed her topic, and pushed her elbow: "I'm talking to Xiao Luo, wait a minute."

Cen Luo stood aside and smiled awkwardly. Seeing that Zhang Ming changed the subject, he could only meet her expectant eyes and said sincerely: "Aunt Zhang, it's not that I don't want to help you, the main reason is that I don't live there anymore. , may not get in."

Well, it's just that she doesn't want to go back to that place anymore.

In order not to go back to Nanyang Yulou, Cen Luo delayed taking many things.

Zhang Ming frowned when she heard the words, some didn't believe what she said.

The people from the moving company next door were still working, Cen Luo glanced at the next door, there were cardboard boxes stacked neatly in the living room.

Looks in order.

The neighbor who wants to move in is a tidy person.

That's right, if you have a good impression, you can develop into friends.

"Little Luo..."

Before Zhang Ming finished speaking, there was a ding sound from the elevator.

The one who can stop here is probably the new neighbor.

Seeing this, Cen Luo quickly turned Zhang Ming who was facing him, and turned her slightly so that she was facing the elevator door, and said:

"Aunt Zhang, please welcome our new neighbor."

Standing behind Zhang Ming, Cen Luo heard her new neighbor's footsteps before seeing her face, and——

The inhalation of the two people on the side.

what happened?

Cen Luo slowly emerged from behind Zhang Ming, and looked at the people who came out of the elevator like them.

Tall and slender, her white hands are holding a cardboard box, her nails have not been done, and she can still see a faint crescent white on them, her wavy and long hair is casually draped, her makeup is exquisite, she is wrapped in a red coat, and she looks like Very temperamental.

She has a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, and there is a tear mole at the corner of the eye that is slightly covered by makeup. Her lips are slightly red, and she looks a little glamorous and charming.

That's not the point.

The point is-

Why does this neighbor look exactly like Jian Mu?

Cen Luo was stunned, don't tell her that the new neighbor is Jian Mu, right?

Without waiting for Cen Luo to speak, Zhang Ming and Wang Zhen became enthusiastic first, surrounded Jian Mu on the left and right, and asked:

"Are you our new neighbor?"

"My name is Zhang Ming. You can call me Auntie Zhang. Her name is Wang Zhen. Just call me Auntie Wang."

Jian Mu, who was a little startled when he saw Cen Luo, looked away when he heard this, and lowered his head slightly to the two of them: "Hello, my name is Jian Mu."

Because of Zhang Ming and Wang Zhen's departure, the position between Cen Luo and Jian Mu was completely vacated.

They can see each other clearly.

Compared with the well-dressed Jian Mu, who casually found a piece of clothing from the closet and put it on, Cen Luo, who was wearing slippers under his feet, looked much more sloppy.

However, she doesn't care.

Just a little puzzled, how did Jian Mu move from Nanyang Yulou to West Street so well.

And this room is right next to her.

This made it hard for Cen Luo not to think too much.

"That's Cen Luo who lives next door to you," Zhang Ming pointed to Cen Luo and introduced to Jian Mu, and then said to Cen Luo, "Xiao Luo, come over here and say hello to your new neighbor, didn't you just return?" Are you thinking about her?"

What she was looking forward to was the new neighbor, not Jian Mu.

"Aunt Zhang, Aunt Wang, I'm going back to my room first."

After saying this, Cen Luo retreated to his room, and there was a soft knock on the door.

"What's wrong with this child?" Zhang Ming looked at Wang Zhen suspiciously, but saw the same doubts as her in the other's eyes.

Seeing this, Zhang Ming and Jian Mu explained: "Xiao Luo is not usually like this, maybe something is wrong."

Just as Wang Zhen wanted to agree with Zhang Ming, she heard Jian Mu's voice: "It's okay."

Jian Mu's voice was flat, without any emotion.

Zhang Ming and Wang Zhen were no longer obsessed with Cen Luo's attitude, but began to ask Jian Mu if she needed any help, and followed her, as if they were going to go into the house to help her clean up.

In front of the door, Jian Mu stopped, looked at the two of them, and said softly, "No need."

But as soon as the words finished, Jian Mu added another sentence: "I can do it myself, thank you."

Compared with the first sentence, the voice has a little warmth.

Zhang Ming and Wang Zhen also recovered from the slight daze just now, and responded repeatedly: "That's good, that's good."

After watching Jian Mu go back to the room, Zhang Ming and Wang Zhen stood in the corridor and bowed their heads: "It's the first time I've seen such a beautiful girl, but the eyes are a little cold."

"The voice is also cold, but I feel that she seems to be controlling her emotions. You see, she just explained it deliberately as if she was afraid of our overthinking."

"Yeah, you're quite right," Zhang Ming looked at the door of Cen Luo's room and murmured, "What's wrong with Xiao Luo today? Why do you feel a little unwelcome to your new neighbors?"

"You're getting old, so you like to think about things. Xiao Luo must be busy going back to her room to sleep."

……

Although Zhang Ming and Wang Zhen were trying their best to control their chat volume, they still underestimated their loud voices.

Even though the voice had been deliberately lowered, it was still clearly heard by Jian Mu who had just entered the room.

Jian Mu lowered her eyes slightly, feeling a little complicated.

Emotions of joy, excitement, and worry are intertwined.

Feeling a vibration, Jian Mu withdrew his thoughts, took out the phone, and Su Nian's name jumped on the page.

Su Nian: [Mr. Jian, have you finished moving?Do you need my help? 】

Jian Mu just typed a word "um" on the screen, then deleted and retyped a few words.

Jian Mu: [The move is over, no need. 】

Su Nian: 【Did you meet Cen Luo? 】

Jian Mu was silent for a few seconds, looked at the wall, and then replied to her:

[I seem to be a little lucky. 】

Su Nian: [Have you met? 】

Jian Mu: [She lives next door to me. 】

Su Nian: […]

Before moving here, Jian Mu didn't know that Cen Luo lived next door to her apartment.

When she saw that the apartment where Cen Luo lived was available for sale, Jian Mu bought it.

Jian Mu couldn't remember why she bought that apartment, but when she saw the name of the apartment, she thought that Cen Luo had a house there, so she bought it.

Now, she is very grateful for her decision at the time.

Before moving here, Jian Mu thought that he might have to wait downstairs for a few days before meeting Cen Luo, or perhaps even longer.

In short, she only knew that Cen Luo lived here, but she had no specific plan for what to do next.

Su Nian: [So, Mr. Jian, are you going to start stalking? 】

This was Su Nian's guess. Jian Mu never told her what she was going to do next.

The trick of stalking was still done by Su Nian and Jian Muti.

When seeing Su Nian's message, Jian Mu couldn't help thinking of the way Cen Luo looked at her just now.

Undisguised alienation and dislike.

At this moment, Jian Mu was sure that the chaotic stalking would definitely arouse Cen Luo's even greater resentment.

Jian Mu: [I'll do it myself. 】

Jian Mu: 【Thank you for your help these days. 】

Su Nian: [? 】

Su Nian wondered, does this mean that she doesn't need her help anymore?But is Jian Mu sure that she won't make things worse?

Thinking about it again, Jian Mu's tone of speaking with her seems to have changed a lot these days.

Did she get through Jian Mu's second branch of Ren and Du?Or is it because of Jian Mu's self-esteem, slapping her swollen face to pretend to be fat?

Su Nian didn't feel Jian Mu's anxiety, but she clearly felt her own anxiety.

Why does it feel like she is the one who wants to bring Cen Luo back?

After Jian Mu sent the message, he put the phone on the table.

I recalled what Cen Luo said when he was a minister and had a conflict with other departments when he was in college.

"That minister spoke too arrogantly. Who wouldn't say cruel words? He's so fierce. What's so fierce? Who wouldn't be fierce?"

"If it wasn't for the deputy minister being too gentle and keeping dissuading him from the sidelines, I would have to fight that minister to the death!"

"I always feel like I didn't win this fight, and it's all my fault. I'm so annoyed."

Jian Mu clenched his hand on the cardboard box, and lowered his head slightly to look at one familiar object after another inside.

Origami stars, piggy banks, wishing bottles, watches...

Also, the torn photo she put together yesterday.

These are the memories Cen Luo left for her.

From high school to now.

Sometimes it is not difficult to face a fact bravely.

As hard as it may be, it's better than lying to yourself all the time.

For example, she is indeed not the type that Cen Luo likes, and the current Cen Luo has no interest in her.

For another example, she hurt Cen Luo, so that the past ten years became a memory that Cen Luo didn't want to mention.

Jian Mu gently took out the items in the carton and placed them on a clean table aside.

Eat soft not hard.

Then retreat and start over.

Cen Luo was only a little depressed about Jian Mu being her new neighbor, then went back to the living room and turned on the TV, tuned a channel, and prepared to watch TV for a while.

After a while, Cen Luo's takeaway arrived.

After breakfast, Cen Luo felt a little sleepy, so he read a book and lay down on the sofa to sleep for a while.

It was noon when I woke up again.

Cen Luo yawned and cleaned up the room.

At this time, a knock on the door was heard.

Alarm bells were ringing in Cen Luo's heart, and the person who would knock on her door at this time would not think of anything other than the neighbors on the same floor.

No matter which neighbor it is, it will not be a good thing for Cen Luo.

Cen Luo glanced outside through the cat's eyes on the door.

Jian Mu stood outside the door, holding a box in his hand, but couldn't see what was in it.

But seeing this, Cen Luo subconsciously felt that Jian Mu would not do anything to try to wake up her memory, right?

Is she sick?Didn't she make it clear yesterday?

She is really not in the mood to play the game of you love me and I must love you with Jian Mu now.

Cen Luo opened the door angrily, and said to Jian with some displeasure:

"busy?"

After saying this, Cen Luo saw Zhang Ming and Wang Zhen standing at his door, looking in her direction.

And they were holding the same cardboard box as Jian Mu's.

This is from Jian Mu?

The author has something to say: I want to say something but I don’t know what to say.

Then, go to bed early.

感谢在2021-07-2423:21:59~2021-07-2523:22:08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 mines: Ian 2;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 337753385 bottles; 4 bottles of Feng Si Li; 538392523 bottles; 1 bottle of Cki., Oufei Yinianjian;

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