I lost my memory after she was moved

After sending Zhao Zhao away completely, Cen Luo packed his luggage and prepared to return to Miancheng tomorrow.

In the evening, when Cen Luo was sitting on the sofa watching a drama, he received a message from Jiang Ting.

During this time, Jiang Ting often sent messages to care about her body, and at first she occasionally asked her about work.

Because of these problems, Cen Luo often had to bother Qin Ran, who was the only one who knew her work well.

After going back and forth, Qin Ran was not bothered, but she was, so she told Jiang Ting that she was on vacation now and wanted to relax and didn't want to hear about work for the time being.

The relationship between Jiang Ting and her should be quite good. Since she said so, she hasn't asked her about her work anymore. She only greets her body every now and then, and sends some interesting videos to share.

He wanted to ask her out to have dinner with her on the way, but Cen Luo didn't agree because he was worried that he would be exposed while chatting, considering that he was not familiar with the work yet.

Jiang Ting didn't seem to notice the abnormality either, thinking she just wanted to rest.

If you asked her formally if she was busy like this, you should be looking for her.

Cen Luo directly replied to her what's the matter, and waited for 2 minutes, but did not receive Jiang Ting's reply.

Looking at the time, it is already 06:30, which is the off-duty time.

Could it be something about work?

After not receiving a reply for a long time, Cen Luo got up and made himself a cup of sugar water.

After a while, Cen Luo heard a faint vibration, and walked towards the sofa while taking a sip of sugar water.

It's information, but it's not Jiang Ting's reply, but from Zhao Zhao——

[Sister, remember to think about what I said, I'm afraid you'll forget it again. 】

Cen Luo's fingers rested on the phone's keyboard, unconsciously recalling what Zhao Zhao said to her when they had dinner together just now.

"Sister, do you want to consider living in another place? Will it be dangerous to live here?"

Cen Luo was puzzled, and it took a while to realize that Zhao Zhao was talking about Jian Mu living next door to her.

At first, this thought also flashed in Cen Luo's mind, but she put it behind her after a few days, because the fact that Jian Mu lived next door did not affect her.

Moreover, moving is too tiring. Just unpacking a few cardboard boxes makes her feel tired, let alone moving.

"I have a suite on the Nanjiang side. If my sister needs it, I can borrow it from you."

When Zhao Zhao said this, Cen Luo refused without thinking, and even felt a little puzzled, why did he move out of his house because of others?Why do you want to deliberately avoid it?

"For now, she has no effect on me. Thank you for your kindness, but I don't need it for the time being."

"My sister doesn't have any thoughts about Jian Mu, does she?"

It was the first time Cen Luo heard such a sharp temptation from Zhao Zhao, and it was completely different from her usual attitude.

But Cen Luo still answered truthfully: "I just don't think it's necessary."

"Will that sister be shaken? Will she be with her again?"

Zhao Zhao asked very seriously, staring at her without blinking, never letting go of any of her expressions.

Cen Luo didn't understand why Zhao Zhao asked such a question, but the question was not difficult to answer, so he followed his heart: "No."

At that time, Zhao Zhao seemed to have smiled and said that was fine.

Cen Luo withdrew his memories, stared at the information on the screen in a daze, then thought for a while and answered her as if answering her:

【Tomorrow I will go back to Cotton City. 】

Zhao Zhao replied in seconds: [How long are you planning to go back? 】

Cen Luo thought for a while and replied: 【One month. 】

Go home in a month, and then go back to Yuncheng for a few days, and it's almost time for the New Year.

As for Chinese New Year, should we go home?

During this period of time, Cen Luo received a lot of concern. Cen's father and mother called her almost every day to ask her how she was doing, how she was doing, whether she wanted to go home, and so on.

At first Cen Luo was annoyed by listening, and hung up the phone in a hurry after a few words of reconciliation, and then looked through the chat records she had with them before she lost her memory, and it seemed that the conversation was pretty good.

And I often take the initiative to care about them.

It was only later that Cen Luo slowly changed his mentality and attitude.

I had to remind myself again that she was no longer a 16-year-old child.

Thinking of this, Cen Luo sent them a message, telling them that he was going back to Miancheng tomorrow.

After sending the message, Jiang Ting also happened to send her a message back.

[Team leader, I was too busy just now and didn't have time to reply to the message. 】

[Team leader, are you still there?Are you busy now? 】

Originally, Cen Luo, who was waiting for Jiang Ting to get to the point directly, replied: [Not busy, just go ahead. 】

It may be because she told Jiang Ting not to talk to her about work in a serious tone before, which made her speak cautiously now.

[Team leader, have you watched the trending searches?Yan Xuan and Song Xiangsi broke up, and it seems that Yan Xuan unilaterally dumped Song Xiangsi, the topic exploded. 】

Asking her if she is busy, is it just to gossip with her?These two people were the key objects of her understanding some time ago. After all, they are double-top streamers, and both of them have more black fans than others.

It happened that Cen Luo was quite bored, so he found a comfortable angle on the sofa and lay down, and typed on the phone keyboard: [Why?Then what? 】

Cen Luo asked casually, but Jiang Ting on the other side was like an ant on a hot pot.

Originally, she thought that Cen Luo would ask her if the news was finished and sent out.

But unexpectedly, Cen Luo started chatting with her.

On the other hand, Jiang Ting was under the minister's bombardment, while returning to Cen Luo: [I don't know why, Orange Sky Entertainment doesn't give interviews now. 】

And sent a crying emoji.

They broke up, why did she cry?

Cen Luo was puzzled for a few seconds, then instantly thought that their job was to be reporters, and they must be busy with the sudden explosive news.

Thinking that he was the team leader anyway, he sent her an emoji of patting her head, and told her to report this matter carefully, and be careful not to be caught by others when choosing words and sentences.

[Woo, team leader, that's it. Didn't we interview the two of them separately before?At that time, they also chatted a lot about each other, because Shi Chang and the company asked us to edit a lot, so we planned to reorganize the video and write an exclusive in-depth report and interview collection, but——]

but?

[But I lost the interview video, now only the minister and the team leader have the original interview with you. 】

Jiang Ting sat in front of the computer in the office with her palms folded, waiting for Cen Luo's scolding.

Although Cen Luo treats people kindly on weekdays, he is never sloppy in work matters and scolds whenever he needs to.

The minister is urging her to write a manuscript, and her colleagues are urging her to send her the original full interview video for editing.

There were voices urging her all around.

It is not an exaggeration for Jiang Ting to say that she is an ant on a hot pot.

The avatar in the lower left corner of the screen flickered non-stop, and Jiang Ting didn't dare to click on it.

Waiting for Cen Luo's scolding.

After a while, Jiang Ting finally received a reply from Cen Luo:

【Then where did I put it? 】

He didn't even scold her.

But why did she ask where she was?

But suddenly Jiang Ting thought that Cen Luo might have forgotten about it because he hadn't worked for too long, and reminded her:

[Team leader, have you forgotten?Don't you have a USB drive?Important documents should be inside. 】

After Cen Luo saw the message, he thought about it carefully. When he was packing up his things yesterday, he seemed to see that USB flash drive, with a silver shell and a very cute pendant.

The little finger is as big as 128g written on it. She even sighed at the time, why the memory is so big now.

Where is it?

Cen Luo rummaged for a while, and finally found the USB flash drive in the pen holder.

I hurriedly turned on the computer, looking for files, but found that the U disk was encrypted.

Where does she still have the memories of the past now? She tried several birthdays of people around her but couldn't solve it.

Even Jian Mu's birthday was tried.

But none of them.

Is there any password easier to remember than your birthday?

Cen Luo was puzzled.

Jiang Ting's messages are still being sent, Cen Luo glanced at the screen from the corner of the eye, Jiang Ting looked very anxious, seeing that she didn't reply to the message, she thought she was angry, and let her scold whatever she wanted, it was all her fault mistake.

So he comforted her:

[It's okay, I just forgot the password, it's not a big problem. 】

Said the problem is not big, but in fact the problem is serious.

Ask Qin Ran that she doesn't know, and finally told her a bad direction——

If nothing else, Jian Mu is the only person in this world who knows the password.

Cen Luo: "..."

She didn't lend anyone a bottle of soy sauce just now, and now she is asked for the password, can she give it?

Cen Luo once wanted Jiang Ting to go directly to the minister to ask for it, but seeing her pitiful appearance, he couldn't bear it anymore.

After hesitating for a while, Cen Luo went out and stood in front of Jian Mu's house, hesitating for a while.

——Hey, what's my password?

——Do you know the password of my U disk?

"Are you looking for me?" Jian Mu's hesitant voice suddenly came from behind Cen Luo.

Cen Luo turned around and saw Jian Mu in white sportswear, who seemed to have just returned from exercising.

To be honest, Jian Mu's outfit is quite sunny, which is very different from her usual image.

If the person in front of him was someone else, Cen Luo would feel moved, but it's a pity that the person in front of him is Jian Mu.

Cen Luo nodded.

"What's with you?"

Apart from having something to do, Jian Mu couldn't think of a reason why Cen Luo would suddenly look for her.

Cen Luo thought about it, and instead of wasting time staring blankly, he might as well speak out the problem directly.

"I just saw that I have an encrypted USB drive, do you know the password?"

Cen Luo didn't tell her how urgent the matter was, and just after asking this question, he quickly said to himself: "It's okay if you don't know, you don't necessarily know me."

Jian Mu was stung by her last words, and pursed her lips: "I know."

"How many?"

When the words came to his lips, Jian Mu swallowed them down again.

"You wrote it to me before, it's a long list."

"Oh—" That means I don't want to say it.

The next second, Cen Luo heard Jian Mu say again: "I'll go back and find it for you."

It's all sent out. This password should be quite long, right?

So Cen Luo reluctantly nodded: "That's fine."

But Jian Mu was still standing there, not moving at all, as if waiting for something.

Cen Luo thought for a while, did they have no friends?

Is it not worthwhile to donate your friend slot for a password?

"I'll just send you the password. If you want to ask me in the future, you can ask me directly. I won't bother you."

Seeing that Cen Luo seemed to be still hesitating, he said again: "Just make up for the guilt."

Jian Mu's voice was weak, and he sounded very depressed.

"Okay," Cen Luo said, "Do you sweep me or I sweep you?"

"Just let it out."

"where?"

"blacklist."

Cen Luo: "...Oh."

She forgot about it, it should be Qin Ran and the others who did it.

The scene was a little awkward.

After Cen Luo let out an ooh, he opened the blacklist and walked into the room.

As soon as she was released, she received a string of numbers.

【jmcl131204】

Is it complicated?

What is this number?

As if hearing Cen Luo's doubts, Jian Mu sent another message in a second:

[The day we officially met. 】