I lost my memory after she was moved

At noon the next day, Jian Mu came back from the company, looked at the closed door next door, hesitated for a while, and was about to knock on the door, but was told by Zhang Ming, who happened to be out, that Cen Luo had gone out with two suitcases.

Jian Mu was stunned for a few seconds, feeling disappointed in his heart, was it because of what happened yesterday?Carrying luggage, is it traveling or moving?

Throughout the whole day, Jian Mu was a little absent-minded, wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, the chat box opened and closed.

Yang Qing, who had been standing at the desk waiting for Jian Mu's answer, heard Jian Mu's slight sigh, and was so frightened that she didn't dare to make a sound, thinking that there was something wrong with her work.

After a while, I found that she always looked at the phone for a while from time to time, and asked her carefully if there was something wrong with the document.

Jian Mu shook his head, then handed the document he had read to Yang Qing again.

However, the moment the document was handed back to Yang Qing, Jian Mu's complexion turned cloudy like the weather, and suddenly became clear, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Yang Qing seldom saw Jian Mu's mood fluctuate, and it was even rarer to smile.

Curiosity is curiosity, but Yang Qing understands that her identity is not suitable to get the answer to this question.

Before Yang Qing left the office, she deliberately turned her head to look at Jian Mu, only to see that the smile on her face remained undiminished, and her fingertips were sliding back and forth on the screen, as if she was refreshing something.

Yang Qing couldn't understand, she shook her head and went out. Just as she walked to the secretary's office, she happened to meet the assistant Xiaomi who was passing by, and couldn't help asking her if she thought President Jane was weird recently.

Xiaomi was getting a cup of hot water from the tea in his hand. Hearing this, she stopped and answered her without any hesitation: "You also found out? In the past, Mr. Jian would either stay in the product R&D room or stay in the office every day. Documents, she basically only cares about product-related matters, but now she still cares about us, and even asks about our love life."

Yang Qing was thoughtful, now Jian Mu is indeed more humane.

"But Secretary Yang, why are you asking this?" Xiaomi belatedly remembered that she seemed to be talking about her boss behind her back just now.

Although the company doesn't stipulate that you can't talk about your boss casually, it's hard to guarantee that you won't be sued casually.

Even if she thinks that Yang Qing is not such a person...

Probably not.

"You just answer when I ask? I'm just trying to test whether your mouth is firm. As the assistant to the president, how can you answer whatever I ask? Fortunately, I am a good person. What if other colleagues put on small shoes for you? ?" Yang Qing coughed lightly, and put on airs, "You can't do this next time."

Xiaomi has only worked for more than a year, and his experience is not as good as Yang Qing's, so he was taken aback by what she said.

Just keep nodding and say she will pay attention next time.

Yang Qing didn't mean to scare her, she patted her on the shoulder, saw the thermos in her hand, and comforted her: "Young people don't drink much hot water these days, drink more hot water and drink more hot water. .”

Jian Mu didn't know what happened outside the door, and she was watching Cen Luo's new circle of friends.

Because I dare not like or comment, I scroll up and down the interface and look at this small line repeatedly.

[Sure enough, my favorite is Miancheng.picture】

Cen Luo matched a landscape picture, which contained mountain streams and springs as well as clusters of flowers and weeds.

It seems as if you can already smell the fresh and natural air through the screen.

It turned out to be back to cotton city.

I should have stayed there for a long time with two suitcases of luggage.

Jian Mu vaguely remembered that she had a trip to Miancheng, so she took out the schedule and looked at it, and found that it was half a month later.

Half a month, what a long time.

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The house is still the familiar appearance in memory, the small bungalow has a big garden, but it is quite dilapidated, and the flowers and plants in the garden are also very messy due to the lack of people to take care of them.

Cen Luo suddenly remembered that when she was a child, she had made a wish to be a florist and asked Cen Xi to do chores for her.

I still remember that after a certain exam, Cen Xi was reprimanded by her parents for a long time because of her unsatisfactory grades, saying that she would have no future in the future and the company would not manage her.

Although Cen Xi was always cruel to her, Cen Luo still couldn't bear to see her being reprimanded, and always pulled her away when Cen Xi was being scolded.

The two returned to Miancheng that time, and grandma was still there at that time.

Grandma was trimming flowers and plants in the garden, and she and Cen Xi hugged the cut flowers and learned to wrap them in beautiful paper like on TV.

"Grandma has such a big garden. I will be a florist in the future. Come and do chores for me."

"No, I want to be a reporter, you come and do odd jobs for me."

"Then how about this, my grandma grows flowers and I will be the florist and you come to interview us?"

"OK then."

The past is vivid in her mind, and familiar scenes will indeed easily bring back the past, even if she has already made mental preparations before coming.

Still can't escape the sadness of right and wrong.

Cen Luo took out the key and opened the door, and a thick cloud of dust and imperceptible spider webs rushed towards him.

Cen Luo covered his mouth and nose, picked up the broom in the door and waved it, making a way out.

When he walked to the familiar room, Cen Luo paused. On the right was Cen Xi's room. After thinking about it, Cen Luo finally went to Cen Xi's room first.

The display inside is exactly the same as in memory, not changed at all, as if Cen Xi is still the same.

The crystal ball on the table has been covered with dust, and it is no longer as clean and eye-catching as in memory.

Cen Xi bought it after smashing her piggy bank that year, and she brought it back with her when she returned to Miancheng.

Cen Luo let out a long sigh of relief, exited the room, and then returned to his own room, cleaned up briefly, and then put the luggage away.

The whole house was silent, there was no sound except her breathing.

If only they were here.

Suddenly, a mobile phone rang in the room, pulling Cen Luo back from his thoughts.

It was her friend in Miancheng——Yu Jiao.

Cen Luo had contacted her long before coming to Miancheng.

Before contacting her, in order to ensure that there would be no troubles, she went out of her way to confirm with Qin Ran whether she really had friends in Miancheng.

In the past few years, Cen Luo came back once a year, so Yu Jiao and her have always been in contact.

Probably the content of the call was to ask Cen Luo to wait for her at home, and she would go find her right away.

In the past, Qin Ran would often come to Miancheng with Xu Fengwan to look for her, so Qin Ran also knew her friends in Miancheng.

According to Qin Ran, Yu Jiao is now a math teacher in a junior high school in Miancheng.

At the beginning, the person who asked her to buy novels and magazines for her all day long, and borrowed her day-study card to get out of the campus all day, talking about beating to death for being a teacher, turned out to be a junior high school teacher.

Not long after, Yu Jiao arrived at her house.

The first time he saw Cen Luo, Yu Jiao didn't greet her, but asked her for credit:

"Have you seen the flowers and plants in your garden? Is it not as messy as you imagined? It's all up to me. If you have something to do, come to your garden and step on it."

Cen Luo laughed.

There is not much difference between Yu Jiao and his memory, his appearance is nothing more than a little more refined, with a pair of frame glasses on the bridge of his nose, and long hair draped over his shoulders.

Anyone who reads it is a good teacher.

Cen Luo thought the same way, and if Yu Jiao didn't say the next thing, Cen Luo would keep thinking this way.

"I can't do this job for a day, and I will resign when I finish teaching this class of students."

"What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Thinking that Cen Luo had just returned from Yuncheng, and that the first place Cen Luo went to was the suburbs every time he came back, Yu Jiao led Cen Luo to the suburbs, where there were many mountains and rivers away from the town, suitable for viewing the scenery.

"No, the job is good, I'm not suitable." Yu Jiao sighed, "Do you still remember your deskmate Deng Die before? She seems to travel around a lot now, and I'm quite envious."

Just after Yu Jiao finished speaking, he remembered something, and said again: "Have you not contacted her? Did she ever like you?"

Cen Luo was taken aback when he heard the words, thought about it, and replied: "No, you remember wrong."

Cen Luo's memory of junior high school is quite deep. She remembered that Deng Die didn't like to talk very much. Although she and Deng Die were at the same table, they rarely talked at all. The relationship between the two may only exist when handing in homework every day.

There was only one time when the two accidentally had some friction, and that time Deng Die cried for a long time, scaring Cen Luo very much.

Later, Cen Luo learned to be cautious in his words and deeds, and tried not to conflict with Deng Die. After changing seats, the two of them never spoke.

However, when she graduated from junior high school, Deng Die sent her a message wishing her a happy graduation.

Most of the students in the class would send such a message to each other, but Cen Luo didn't take it to heart, and the two of them never met again.

"That must be because I remembered it wrong." Seeing that Cen Luo's expression did not seem to be fake, Yu Jiao didn't bother anymore.

When the two came to the side of the stream, Cen Luo looked up at the blue sky, and felt that the clumps of wild flowers beside the stream looked pretty, so he took a random photo from an angle, and then posted it on Moments.

"Don't you usually post a selfie? Why don't you post a selfie?" Yu Jiao accidentally saw the content on her screen, then took out his mobile phone and stood in front of Cen Luo, "Come and take a picture together, I'll post it to Moments. "

Cen Luo agreed.

The two took a photo, and Yu Jiao randomly found a filter, and while adjusting the picture, he joked with Cen Luo: "I'll show you a fun one later."

Cen Luo: "Huh?"

After adjusting the picture, Yu Jiao posted the picture on Moments.

Then point the phone screen at Cen Luo, so that she can clearly see the changes on it.

At first Cen Luo didn't understand what she meant, but the next moment Cen Luo saw the sudden increase of likes and comments on the page.

There was a message notification sound after another.

Yu Jiao took the phone back and chuckled lightly: "Look, what a neat comment, all asking where you are, haha."

Not hearing Cen Luo's answer, Yu Jiao deliberately slid the page to the chat interface and showed it to her:

"Look, they are all asking where and when you are going back, tsk tsk, people are asking if you didn't return to Miancheng in March."

"This group of people will remember clearly when you come back. Look at how popular you are."

Most of the above names, Cen Luo, can be remembered, and they are all classmates from junior high school.

Cen Luo thought for a while, then asked in confusion, "Is it so popular?"

Yu Jiao smiled and replied without hesitation: "Of course, you are the little goddess of our junior high school."

The author has something to say: I will resume work soon.

感谢在2021-08-0823:58:42~2021-08-0923:57:50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 of the irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles deep in the routine; 1 bottle of Fuyasha in the spider mountain;

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