I lost my memory after she was moved

Cen Luo took out the notebook, blew on the dusty surface, and found that it was a password notebook. The only thing that could be placed here was her previous notebook.

A four-digit passcode.

While thinking, Cen Luo sat down at the desk and put the notebook on the table.

The hand that originally wanted to adjust the password number to his own birthday paused, and finally adjusted to Jian Mu's birthday.

Soon the notebook opened.

The notebook paper has been slightly yellowed, and it looks like it has been around for a while.

A few words written on the first page after opening caught Cen Luo's attention.

——About Jian Mu's diary.

The second page turned backward was torn off.

Cen Luo couldn't guess whether it wasn't written or was torn off after it was written.

2013.12.4, the weather was fine.

I finally got to know Jian Mu officially today. Although she looks cold on the outside, I know she is a warm girl.

So, be nice to her.

Is this the day Jian Mu said he officially met?

But, why did you say that you knew she was a girl with a warm heart when you first met her?

Is there really something written on the previous page?

Cen Luo rummaged through the room, trying to find the first page of the diary, but found nothing in the end.

In desperation, he had no choice but to give up, returned to the desk, and started to read the old diary.

The time interval between each page of the diary is a bit long, and it has gone through ten years intermittently.

Turning back page by page, Cen Luo could see from the diary that she really liked to record everything about Jian Mu in the past.

Between the lines, I can feel her love, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she loves to the bone.

It took ten years for the words in my pen to change from joyful to melancholy.

Even in the final record, I calmly face all the feelings I have received in the past few years.

but--

[Jian Mu doesn't like spicy food, try not to add spicy food when cooking. 】

Cen Luo:?

She slowly remembered that the person who dragged her to eat hot pot more than half a month ago wasn't Jian Mu?

Didn’t you just tell the truth after drinking and said you want to eat hot pot crayfish?

Why don't you like spicy food?

Cen Luo was puzzled.

【Jian Mu doesn't like making noise, so be quiet by her side. 】

Cen Luo thought for a while, the person who insisted on going to the bar with her today is Jian Mu, right?

Are you sure that the person who doesn't like noise is Jian Mu?

【Jane Mu doesn't like me, so give her time and space. 】

Seeing this, Cen Luo was completely silent. Yao remembered that when she just lost her memory, she stood by her door every day as punishment, trying to restore her memory and let her go back. Isn't it Jian Mu?

And, just now!return!kiss!up!she!He even said to kiss her and not anyone else!

Is this called dislike?

and many more.

Looking at it this way, Jian Mu really likes herself.

However, why did she not feel disgusted or want to stay away from Jian Mu when she thought that Jian Mu liked her?Even... a little flustered?

Isn't she unisexual?

No, the premise of unrequited love should be that she likes Jian Mu, right?Does she like it?

Like it?

like?

……

What the hell is she thinking?

Cen Luo, oh Cen Luo, if the mirror is broken and glued back, there will be gaps.

Thinking of this, Cen Luo became depressed.

He threw himself directly onto the big bed in the room.

She threw the notebook aside and covered her head with a pillow.

There was a familiar fragrance on the quilt, which was light and pleasant.

It's like... the smell of Jian Mu.

Thinking of Jian Mu's Cen Luo: ...

It doesn't matter, young people should dare to love and hate.

No, you cannot fall twice on the same person.

The two voices kept tugging at Cen Luo's heart.

But what if it doesn't fall again?

As soon as this thought came to Cen Luo's mind, she was startled.

You can't think like this, you can't think like this.

Cen Luo, who kept hypnotizing himself, fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, I dreamed of many bizarre scenes.

She was running down a long corridor, and someone behind her was trying to catch up with her.

While chasing, he said: "Quickly say you like me, quickly say you like me."

Taking a closer look, it was Jian Mu.

It directly woke Cen Luo up in fright.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Jian Mu who was staring at her.

Instead, he moved a chair, sat on the side of the bed and looked at her with his head propped up.

Smiling stupidly.

"..."

"Did you sleep well?" Jian Mu asked.

"Okay..." It's strange.

I have some weird dreams all night, who can sleep well?

"really?"

Cen Luo didn't know why Jian Mu's tone was so pleasantly surprised, but he still nodded.

Let's take it as a good one. A good dream shouldn't ask her what she dreamed about.

"You kept calling my name just now," Jian Mu leaned closer to her with a smile on his face and asked in a low voice, "Is it because you dreamed of me?"

Cen Luo subconsciously avoided Jian Mu's eyes, and then felt a little strange.

That was her dream, what could Jian Mu do to her if she didn't admit it?

"You think too much. I dreamed that someone chased and killed me. That person is just like you."

"Or, do you think it's you?" After speaking, she smiled innocently at Jian Mu.

Half true, half false, half true.

She is so clever.

"It's not me." Jian Musiao replied.

Hearing this answer, Cen Luo smiled, then changed the subject and asked her: "Are you awake? Do you have a headache?"

Only then did Cen Luo check the time on his phone, it was only 06:30.

Jian Mu shook his head honestly: "It's a bit heavy, but it doesn't hurt."

Although Jian Mu doesn't hold a lot of alcohol, she is almost fine when she wakes up after sleeping.

"Then go and wash up first, I'll pack up and prepare to go back."

Cen Luo sat up from the bed, ready to get out of bed and go outside.

"now?"

"Yeah, I'm still at work."

Jian Mu hesitated to speak, and reminded her: "There are a lot of clothes here, you can wear them to work."

Cen Luo groaned, remembering the diary he threw on the bed before falling asleep last night, and hurriedly lifted the quilt.

He was relieved to see the notebook lying on the inside of the bed.

It seems that Jian Mu should not have seen it.

In fact, there are no big things in it, most of them are some thoughts.

Something related to Jian Mu.

Cen Luo hesitated for a moment, wondering if Jian Mu tore off the first page, and then asked again: "Perhaps you have seen this diary before?"

Jian Mu glanced at the notebook in her hand, shook her head: "No."

"Oh." Cen Luo was a little disappointed.

Since Jian Mu said she hadn't seen it, she shouldn't have torn it up, so she really tore it up?

Suddenly, Cen Luo had a premonition.

This diary should be very important to her.

Maybe you can remember it when you see the diary.

Although somewhat delusional, Cen Luo could only pin his hopes on this moment.

After all, she now has troubles that can only be solved by restoring her memory.

Cen Luo recovered and began to urge Jian Mu to wash up.

When Jian Mu came out again, he found that Cen Luo was no longer in the room.

But there is a bowl of soup on the table.

Next to it was a piece of paper that read:

[Hangover soup, drink some. 】

Jian Mu was stunned for a long time looking at these words, she remembered that Cen Luo made breakfast for her in the same way a long time ago.

Tell her to eat as much as possible before leaving.

Sometimes when it is too late, she will refuse Cen Luo's request.

Thinking about it now, Jian Mu felt a little bitter. How much her arrogance and ignorance caused Cen Luo to suffer.

The reason why Cen Luo ran all the way back was because she left the documents at home.

When she arrived at the company, Cen Luo was told that she was downgraded again.

The company asked her to start as an intern.

Cen Luo: "..."

All right, she doesn't want to do it anymore.

But at this time, Guan Hui deliberately came to her side to show off.

There was no emotion on Cen Luo's face, and he even congratulated her perfunctorily: "Congratulations."

Even if Cen Luo knew that letting her stay in the company as an intern must have something to do with Jiang Man.

But what could she do?After all, doing this is her own hobby.

Before she regained her memory, she couldn't just change something on impulse.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the working vehicle arrived at the advertisement shooting location.

Jiang Ling, who was interviewed this time, was finishing the commercial shooting in front of the camera.

Cen Luo stood in the distance, looking at his colleagues who were preparing for work.

With a long sigh, why on earth did she insist on working here.

"Intern, come and buy me a cup of coffee."

There is still some time before the end of the commercial shooting. At this moment, Guan Hui is sitting on a rocking chair beside her, crossing Erlang's legs and looking at Cen Luo proudly.

Cen Luo heard it, but ignored her.

The author has something to say: >:-< Good night.

感谢在2021-09-1023:59:06~2021-09-1300:04:42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 the grenade: BlueBlood1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Huaian;

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