I lost my memory after she was moved

"of course can."

While Jiang Man answered, he took out a tissue from the paper box on the table and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Thinking that Cen Luo believed what she said, he secretly mocked in his heart, so what if he has been with her for ten years, now that he has lost his memory, it is not because he believes what others say.

"I didn't mean to target you before, but I just wanted to remind you to stay away from Jian Mu. There is a genetic probability of mental illness. Even if she looks normal now, what will happen next?"

Cen Luo, who was staring at the photo and meditating, heard Jiang Man's words, slowly raised his head to look at Jiang Man from the photo, curled his lips and smiled mockingly:

"You are such a good man."

Jiang Man naturally heard the sarcasm in her words, and was about to say a few more words when Cen Luo shook the photo in his hand at her:

"Just this photo makes me feel more sorry for our family Jian Mu. I was targeted by Xiaosan's stepmother and Xiaosan's daughter since she was a child. I love her even more."

Cen Luo sighed faintly, successfully seeing the annoyance on Jiang Man's face.

Thoroughly understood Jiang Man's purpose.

"Don't worry, I will love her well and stay with her all the time, otherwise how can I be worthy of your tirade today."

Cen Luo looked directly into Jiang Man's eyes and smiled provocatively at her.

Sadness and heartache are all faked, no matter how much tears are squeezed out, it is useless.

There are so many words, just listen to them in reverse.

Suddenly, Cen Luo really wanted to see Jian Mu.

"It's okay, I'll go first, bye~"

"Cen Luo!"

Seeing her cynicism and tough attitude, Jiang Man became angry for a while, stood up from the office chair and called her.

"Oh, by the way," Cen Luo stopped, looked at Jiang Man and said seriously, "Shouldn't you take revenge on your husband? The source of all your pain is him. If it wasn't for him, you wouldn't Such a miserable life."

"Miserable?" Jiang Man murmured, unable to believe that Cen Luo would use such words on her.

What's so pitiful about her majestic president's wife?

"Well, miserable, pitiful."

Hateful.

When she, Cen Luo, was a three-year-old child?say what?

She didn't answer because she wanted to see what kind of words she could make up and how long she could cry.

Since she said she would believe Jian Mu, she would definitely believe it, and would not be swayed by others' words.

Cen Luo left the office and went straight downstairs.

Because he agreed to take Jian Mu out of the hospital, Ban Cenluo had already asked for leave in the afternoon.

When he was in the elevator, Cen Luo had already ordered an online car-hailing car, and when he walked to the driveway, the online car-hailing car had already arrived.

Cen Luo got into the car and sat on the back seat, feeling a little anxious in his heart: "Master, please hurry up."

The driver picked up speed after hearing her urging.

Looking at the constantly retreating scene outside the window, Cen Luo was a little dazed, and suddenly remembered the photo Jiang Man showed her just now.

Cen Luo took out one of them.

Jian Mu in it looks only thirteen or fourteen years old, the point is not this, she seems to have seen this place in the key photo somewhere.

Abandoned car factories, messy debris everywhere, and shapeless patterns on the walls.

Where have you seen it?

Cen Luo felt that she was about to think of it, and at this moment she heard the driver's voice:

"The little girl is here at the hospital."

Cen Luo quickly folded the photo and put it in his bag, paid the money and got out of the car.

The reason why she asked for the photo was because she thought it looked familiar and wanted to find out where it was, and she would burn the photo when she went back.

If Jian Mu sees it, it will become a secondary injury.

She finally understood why her friends said Jian Mu was weird.

With such a childhood, it is already very powerful for a person to survive well.

Standing in front of the ward door, Cen Luo took a deep breath and knocked on the door, then opened it.

Jian Mu was sitting on the hospital bed with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking, and he didn't respond when someone came in.

"Someone is coming in, why don't you look at it?"

Hearing Cen Luo's voice, Jian Mucai slowly raised his head and smiled at her: "You came to pick me up from the hospital."

I don't know if it was because of Jiang Man's words, but now Cen Luo looked at Jian Mu with an uncontrollable distress.

I always felt that she didn't deserve to be treated like that.

"Yes, since I promised you, I will definitely do it."

Jian Mu hummed, then opened the chest of drawers at the side, and took out a plastic jar from it, which was wrapped with a gift ribbon and tied into a bow.

There are many long paper strips of various colors inside, which are specially used for folding stars.

"Can you teach me how to fold this?"

Although he didn't understand why Jian Mu suddenly wanted to break the stars, Cen Luo nodded.

Now let alone teaching her how to fold stars, even if she wants the moon in the sky, Cen Luo finds a way to agree.

Jian Mu counted the star paper, divided them into two stacks and placed them in front of them.

Jian Mu's air pressure is very low today, and his whole body has no vitality.

Shouldn't you be happy to be leaving the hospital?

"That'smine."

Just as Cen Luo reached out to take a piece of blue star paper from the stack in front of Jian Mu, he suddenly heard Jian Mu's words.

Putting the star paper down, he felt strange again: "Aren't they all the same? There are more over there."

After finishing speaking, Cen Luo took out a piece of blue paper from the stack in front of him and gave it to her.

"Different."

"It's different."

"It's a secret."

Cen Luo thought that Jian Mu was playing tricks and "doing anything" to snatch the star paper in her hand, but since Jian Mu was not in a good mood today, she let her.

After the two folded in the ward for half an hour, they only folded dozens of stars in total, which was less than one-third of the star jar. Cen Luo was a little impatient, and asked: "Would you like to fold the entire star jar?" Is the jar full?"

Jian Mu was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Are you tired?"

Cen Luo nodded without hesitation: "This kind of thing needs to be folded a little every day."

"Well, let's not break it."

Although Cen Luo wanted to give up, but when he heard Jian Mu say that, he felt a little guilty, and wanted to say that he should give up a little more.

But Jian Mu opened the drawer again, and took out a candy jar from it.

What is this for?Cen Luo was puzzled.

"Did you ever use a toy pen when you were a child?" Jian Mu took out the candy jar, poured a lot of candy from it, and put it into the star jar.

Shake it evenly.

"What kind of toy pen?"

The toy pens she used when she was a child are gone, how does she know what Jian Mu is talking about.

"When writing, it is colorless and odorless, and the words can be seen through the laser pointer."

"Oh that, Xiaoxi used to like to play." Speaking of the pen, Cen Luo thought of Cen Xi again. Cen Luo bought the pen for her. They passed by the canteen together that day. They said they didn't like it, but their eyes were very honest. Keep staring at that pen set.

"What's wrong?" Cen Luo asked.

"Recently, I was thinking about things when I was a child, and suddenly remembered."

Remember your childhood?

Are you thinking about mom?

Cen Luo pursed her lips, feeling a little worried.

"Well, here it is for you."

Jian Mu shook the candy and star paper evenly, tied the bow again and placed it in front of Cen Luo.

"Give it to me?" Cen Luo wondered.

"Well," Jian Mu nodded and smiled at her, "I hope you will think of me when you see the stars."

One second two seconds three seconds...

The room was quiet for a moment, and Cen Luo didn't answer her.

Jian Mu's expression was too much like saying goodbye, as if they would never meet again after today.

"What are you thinking, say something inexplicable."

Normally, Cen Luo would just accept it as a gift, but today, every expression and every movement of Jian Mu made Cen Luo feel depressed in his heart.

It was as if they would never see each other again.

Thinking of this, Cen Luo's heart twitched slightly.

Jane admires her, what is she thinking?

"When I was six, he told me that my mum was sick and needed to be hospitalized."

At this moment, Cen Luo realized that folding stars with her was just a foreplay for her to tell her these things.

Perhaps thinking about what to say.

In any case, what Cen Luo could understand was that it was not an easy task to peel off the wound.

"Jane Mu...you don't need to talk about it."

"He brought Jiang Man back and said that she would take care of me. I met her and she was a good friend of my mother, so at first I trusted her, thinking that she was really just here to take care of me temporarily. With her daughter."

When Jian Mu mentioned this, Cen Luo already fully understood what would happen next.

"Jane Mu, stop talking."

Although Jian Mu tried his best to restrain himself, he didn't show any sadness or pain.

But Cen Luo knew that this past was completely painful for her, and saying one more word would just rub salt on her wound.

However, Jian Mu had already made up his mind and did not intend to stop.

"I just found out that her daughter is my half-sister. When I was seven years old, she changed her name to Jian Mi and went to and from school with me."

Jian Mu paused, and then continued: "The people around only liked her and didn't like me. At first I didn't care, but later they got worse, and I realized that it was Jian Mi who was speaking ill of me behind my back."

"In order to avoid her, I turned around many times, but every time she would follow me and turn around."

Jian Mu spoke lightly, skipping many places, but Cen Luo could imagine what kind of intensification would be required to make her transfer to another school, and how painful it would be to be followed by a person who bullied her.

At that time, Jian Mu was still so young.

"Their rule is the survival of the fittest, so they will only help me transfer to another school, but they will not care about what happened in the school."

Cen Luo understood that what Jian Mu said was the chairman and president of Yunjing, that is, her grandfather and father.

How disgusting to use such a rule on a child.

Jian Mu's expression was indifferent, as if he was telling an ordinary story that had nothing to do with her.

Cen Luo felt his heart was numb.

She could never imagine how a child who has been tortured by the people around him since the age of six grew up.

No one is on her side, relatives are not relatives, friends are not friends.

How lonely she must be.

"My mother's illness is good and bad, but whether she is awake or ill, she will smash things, but she remembers me, and when she is awake, she will call my name and say that my Mumu has grown up."

"She loves me very much, and because of this love, I have persisted for many years. Later, when I went to see her, Jian Mi followed me secretly. There is a river near the hospital. She asked me to meet and said she wanted to reconcile with me. .”

"I didn't want to reconcile with her, but I went anyway." Jian Mu seemed to be immersed in her own world, and said slowly, "Later she pushed me into the water while I wasn't paying attention. I fell into the water once when I was a child, so She can swim, and Jian Mi herself fell into the water, and I saved her for the first time."

"I didn't expect my mother to escape from the ward with me. When I got ashore, I found her wandering anxiously. I knew she was awake."

Cen Luo never thought that listening to someone say something would make her heart ache like this.

The scenes at that time seemed to flash before my eyes.

What would happen if Jian Mu couldn't swim?Cen Luo couldn't imagine.

"She didn't give up, and she didn't know that mother was awake. When we were going back, Jian Mi followed us and pushed us. Because of her subconscious behavior, Jian Mi was also pulled into the water."

Jian Mu lowered her head, not wanting to see Cen Luo's disappointed and disgusted eyes: "I saved my mother this time."

She didn't want to argue, but she really didn't have the energy to save Jian Mi again.

When she fished Jian Mi up, Jian Mi was already out of breath.

Jian Mi has always been arrogant. Maybe she felt that Jian Mu, who was bullied by her since childhood, had no resistance, so she didn't take her seriously at all.

It is also her arrogance and bad heart that got this result.

Jian Mu lowered his head, not daring to look at Cen Luo's reaction.

Although she hated Jian Mi, she had always been very depressed in her heart. She hated her but never wanted her to die.

Jian Mu thought that Cen Luo would think she was scary, would hate her, and would think that she was cruel.

But what she didn't expect was that after she finished speaking, Cen Luo suddenly hugged her.

She felt a pat on the back, and Cen Luo's sigh:

"It's not your fault, don't feel guilty."

Jian Mu was sitting on the hospital bed, Cen Luo patted her back with one hand, and gently stroked her long hair with the other, letting her lean against him.

"Stop talking, it's all over."

When talking about the past, Jian Mu's mood has been very stable, without any waves.

But at this moment, Jian Mu's mood suddenly changed.

Maybe because he suddenly had someone to rely on, Jian Mu's mood suddenly became depressed:

"They said that mental illness has a genetic probability, and I shouldn't and don't deserve to be loved. I always think they are right."

"Who said that, don't you think I liked you for so many years? Don't listen to their nonsense."

Cen Luo couldn't see Jian Mu like this.

"Rejecting because of fear is stupid but effective." Jian Mu smiled, "At least in the following years, I have not been hurt by others."

"You did the right thing."

Cen Luo really wanted Jian Mu to end this topic, and every time she said a word, she felt that Jian Mu had exposed another scar for her to see.

While showing it to her, he was worried whether she would be afraid of her.

It hurts people.

Cen Luo hugged Jian Mu tightly: "Don't think about it, my dear, we'll be discharged from the hospital and go home after we sleep, okay?"

"But I hurt you," Jian Mu murmured and repeated, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Cen Luo froze, she could still remember what she said to Jian Mu when she just woke up.

The accusations and rejections are vivid.

"It's all over, I don't blame you, don't be sad..."

She felt Jian Mu's shoulders tremble slightly, and Cen Luo lowered her eyes to see the faintly visible tears on her clothes.

Having talked so much about the past before, Jian Mu didn't have any mood swings, but now he is crying.

This kind of recognition made Cen Luo feel very sad, and his heart, which had been numb from the pain, felt sour at this moment.

Following Jian Mu's silence, her eye sockets turned red.

Jian Mu, you shouldn't be treated like this.

She deserves all the best in the world.

Cen Luo finally understood why she followed Jian Mu for ten years.

There should be places for Jian Mu in warm places in the world.

If not, she is willing to create for Jian Mu.

The ward was quiet for a long time, and the two of them stayed like this for a long time. Jian Mu didn't take the initiative to leave her embrace until his emotions stabilized.

After a while, Cen Luo heard Jian Mu's voice:

"Will you hate me?"

The vague anxiety and fear made Cen Luo feel another pain in his heart.

Jian Mu should be proud, not frightened like this, she doesn't want to see Jian Mu like this.

"No," Cen Luo sighed softly, slowly sat back on the chair, looked straight into Jian Mu's eyes, and told her with a smile, "I won't hate you, and I won't stay away from you, Jian Mu, don't be afraid of this in the future." Something happened."

"I believe that I also hope that you can live proudly and happily forever."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but at that moment Jian Mu actually saw the long-lost love in Cen Luo's eyes.

But she knew that Cen Luo only regarded her as a friend.

A consolation to a friend.

But even so, Jian Mu is already very satisfied.

She was the one who was greedy in the past, as long as she can stay by Cen Luo's side, no matter what her status is, she is content.

As long as you can stay with her.

After packing up his things in the hospital, Cen Luo followed Jian Mu back to Nanyang Yulou.

It's a different mood than when I came here before.

This time, Cen Luo entered the room and started watching.

"Who did it? Why is it so ugly?"

In fact, Cen Luo wanted to say last time, what are the messy cartoon portraits in the living room.

As long as there is a bit of aesthetics, it's not like this.

Although each cartoon is quite good-looking when taken out alone, but mixed together, it really hurts the eyes.

Jian Mu was silent for a few seconds, and then replied: "It's pretty."

Cen Luo didn't want to make Jian Mu say such a thing after being silent, but he still couldn't believe it: "It couldn't be me, could it?"

"You at the age of 16 seem to have different aesthetics than you at the age of 24."

Cen Luo: "..."

It's really her.

This is outrageous.

Cen Luo followed behind Jian Mu and hesitated when she saw her enter the room.

Seeing that she was standing at the door without moving, Jian Mu called her, "Come in."

"Oh." Cen Luo stepped into the room, a little uncomfortable.

When the atmosphere calmed down, Cen Luo would recall what happened in the ward.

She can think about what kind of mood she hugged Jian Mu.

Is it really just pure love for friends?

It doesn't seem to be.

"What are you thinking?"

The sudden voice startled Cen Luo, and made her lower her head guiltily: "It's nothing."

Of course Jian Mu didn't believe her answer, but she was already very happy that Cen Luo was willing to accompany her back.

Jian Mu suddenly understood that in fact, she was already satisfied just being able to see Cen Luo.

When you see her smiling happily, it's good to know that she is happy.

There is no need to imprison her by his side.

Maybe she was wrong at the beginning, she shouldn't be too obsessed and should let Cen Luo live her own life.

Although, she will be sad.

"If you fall in love in the future, can we still be friends?"

Jian Mu took out the clothes from the suitcase and laid them on the bed slowly, pretending to ask her casually.

"What?" Cen Luo suspected that he had heard wrong.

"I said, if you fall in love in the future, can we still be friends?"

Jian Mu thought that Cen Luo didn't hear clearly, so he really repeated it.

Cen Luo didn't know how to describe her mood at the moment.

I wanted to scold her for what was going on in her head.

But it turned out that Jian Mu's question was actually normal.

Keeping in touch with an ex is a disservice to the incumbent.

But why did she ask such a question?

Cen Luo couldn't help being angry, and wanted to tell her no, but then remembered what he had just said to comfort her.

He breathed a sigh of relief and asked her back, "What about you?"

"I won't fall in love with others again." Jian Mu's tone was indifferent, without any emotion.

Cen Luo panicked, what does it mean that he won't fall in love with others again?

"You want to become a nun?"

In the end, Cen Luo still couldn't hold back a sarcasm.

"Then will you come to see me?"

Cen Luo: "..."

Cen Luo couldn't remember how long it had been since he was so angry.

I can't go up or down in one breath, and I'm in a panic.

"Is it possible?" Jian Mu was still obsessed with that question.

Cen Luo leaned against the vanity mirror in her room, and answered after a while: "Yes."

What can I do, I must do what I promised.

Why do you ask her such a question.

But the person who asked the question was still tidying his clothes in an orderly manner. Cen Luo scratched his hair irritably, not wanting to look at her again.

He turned around and looked at himself in the mirror.

There was a wooden box on the table. Cen Luo thought that there was something like a comb in it. She wanted to tidy her hair, so she opened it.

Didn't realize there was a photo frame inside.

Cen Luo didn't react and didn't cover it immediately.

At this time, Jian Mu had already put the folded clothes into the closet, just turned around and saw the opened wooden box.

Cen Luo was stunned for a moment, quickly covered it, and said to Jian Mu: "Sorry, I thought..."

Jian Mu walked over from the bed and picked up the opened wooden box.

The photo frame was placed face down, so Cen Luo didn't see what the photo inside looked like.

But what can be treasured by Jian Mu in the wooden box should be very important things.

"It's okay, I should have shown you earlier."

Jian Mu once worried that she would know something just because she saw her mother's photo.

She was also afraid that Cen Luo would stay away from her because of this.

Jian Mu took out the photo frame from the box. In the photo, a woman in a dark blue cheongsam was smiling gently.

That was Jian Mu's mother.

"Is this the first time you've shown me your mother?" Cen Luo asked in confusion.

"Well, sorry, before..."

Before Jian Mu finished speaking, Cen Luo interrupted him.

"I don't want you to apologize, I just want to say, I seem to have seen your mother."

"Ok?"

"In my dream."

Some time ago, Cen Luo had been having some weird dreams, bizarre and frightening. She dreamed that she had been running and running in a corridor, exhausted by the endless end.

Suddenly she saw a woman, wearing a hospital gown, sitting on the hospital bed, smiling at her, and asked her to go over if she had something to say to her.

But soon Cen Luo woke up, thinking it was just an ordinary dream, and didn't take it to heart, he would remember it because that woman was so beautiful.

Cen Luo recounted her dream to Jian Mu.

"Have I met your mother?"

Cen Luo suddenly understood that this should not be accidental, maybe it was something she hid deep in her heart.

"Actually, I also dreamed of a scene," Cen Luo said after a pause, "I dreamed that you stayed alone by the sea for a long time."

She was sitting by the sea, with the sea water over her ankles, no matter how the tide ebbed and flowed, Jian Mu didn't respond at all.

The back is too lonely.

The author has something to say: Good night.

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