I Lost My Memory After She Was Moved

When Cen Luo wanted to go back to the room, it was too late. 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 think about that when I told you yesterday?"

In addition to Zhang Ming, there was an aunt standing next to her, who also greeted her with a smile: "When did Xiao Luo come back?"

Cen Luo didn't know which aunt this was, so he could only guess that she was another family on this floor, so he had to bite the bullet and smiled at her: "Hello, aunt."

While saying hello, I still sighed in my heart that most of the people living in this apartment seemed to be older aunts and uncles.

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

Cen Luo stood aside and smiled awkwardly. Seeing Zhang Ming turning the topic around, he had to meet her expectant gaze and said sincerely, "Aunt Zhang, it's not that I don't want to help you, the main thing is that I don't live there now. , 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 dragged many things without taking them.

Zhang Ming frowned upon hearing this, a little disbelieving what she said.

The people from the moving company next to him were still working. Cen Luo glanced at the next door. Cardboard boxes were neatly stacked one after another in the living room.

It looks orderly.

The new neighbor who wants to come here is a man who likes to clean up.

Yes, plus one good impression, you can develop into friends.

"Xiao Luo..."

Before Zhang Ming could finish speaking, a ding sound came from the elevator.

The one who can stop in this building should probably be the new neighbor.

Seeing this, Cen Luo hurriedly turned Zhang Ming, who was facing him, and turned the direction gently so that she was facing the elevator door, and said:

"Auntie Zhang welcomes our new neighbor."

Standing behind Zhang Ming, Cen Luo didn't see her new neighbor's face, but first heard her footsteps, and——

The sound of breathing from the two of them.

what happened?

Cen Luo slowly raised his head from behind Zhang Ming, and looked at the person who came out of the elevator like them.

Tall and slender, her fair hands are holding the cardboard box, her nails have not been done, and she can still see the faint white crescent moon on it, her long wavy hair is casually draped, her makeup is exquisite, and the red coat wraps her up. Very airy.

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, and her lips are slightly red, looking a bit cold and moving.

None of this is the point.

The point is-

Why does this neighbor look exactly like Jian Mu?

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

Without waiting for Cen Luo to speak, Zhang Ming and Wang Zhen first became enthusiastic. The two surrounded Jian Mu and asked:

"You're our new neighbor, aren't you?"

"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 slightly startled when she saw Cen Luo, retracted her gaze when she heard this, and bowed her head slightly to the two of them: "Hello, my name is Jian Mu."

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

They can see each other completely.

Compared to Jian Mu, who was well-dressed, she found a random piece of clothes from the closet and put it on her body. Cen Luo, who was wearing slippers, looked much more sloppy.

However, she doesn't care.

I was just a little puzzled, how this Jian Mu moved from Nanyang Yulou to West Street so well.

And this room is right next to her.

This made it difficult for Zen Luo to think about it.

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

What he was looking forward to was a new neighbor, not Jian Mu.

"Aunt Zhang, Aunt Wang, I'll go back to my room first."

After saying this, Cen Luo returned to his room, and the door made a loud noise.

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

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

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

Jian Mu's voice was light, with no 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 behind her, seeming to be going 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."

However, as soon as the words fell, Jian Mu added: "I can do it myself, thank you."

The voice was a little warmer than the first sentence.

Zhang Ming and Wang Zhen also recovered from their stunned moment just now, and responded repeatedly: "That's good, that's good."

Then watching Jian Mu go back to the room, Zhang Ming and Wang Zhen stood in the corridor and bowed their heads and said, "I still see such a beautiful girl for the first time, but their eyes are a bit cold."

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

"Hmm, you're quite right," Zhang Ming said, looking at Cen Luo's door and muttering, "What happened to Xiao Luo today? Why do you feel a little unwelcome to the new neighbor?"

"You're old, so you like to think wildly. Xiao Luo must be busy going back to his room and sleeping."

...

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

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

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

Joy, excitement, and worry are all mixed together.

Feeling a burst of vibration, Jian Mu retracted her thoughts, took out her phone, and Su Nian's name beating on the page.

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

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

Jian Mu: [After moving, no need. 】

Su Nian: [Have you met 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 to me. 】

Su Nian: […]

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

When she saw that the apartment where Cen Luo lived was being sold, 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 room there, so she bought it.

And now, she is very happy with her decision at the time.

Before moving in, Jian Mu thought that she might have to wait downstairs for a few days to meet Cen Luo by chance, or that she might have to wait longer to meet him.

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

Su Nian: [So, President Jane, are you going to start stalking? 】

This was Su Nian's guess. Jian Mu didn't tell her what she was going to do next.

Su Nian and Jian Muti did this trick of stalking.

Seeing Su Nian's message, Jian Mu couldn't help but think of how Cen Luo looked at her just now.

Unabashed alienation and disgust.

At this moment, Jian Mu was sure that the unruly stalking would definitely arouse even greater disgust from Cen Luo.

Jian Mu: [I will come by 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? But Jane Mu, is she sure she won't make things worse?

On second thought, Jian Mu's tone of speaking to her seems to have changed a lot these days.

Did she open up Jian Mu's second line of Ren and Du? Or is Jian Mu playing tricks on her self-esteem and making her face fat?

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

How do you feel that the one who wants to save Cen Luo is her?

After Jian Mu sent the message, she put her mobile phone on the table.

Recalling what Cen Luo said when he was a minister in a conflict with other departments in college.

"That minister's words are too arrogant. Who wouldn't say cruel words? He's still so fierce. What's so fierce? Who can't be fierce?"

"If the deputy minister was too gentle and kept discouraging him, I would have to fight to the death with that minister!"

"I always feel that I didn't win this fight. It's all my fault. It's annoying to eat soft and not hard."

Jian Mu clenched her hand on the cardboard box and lowered her head slightly to look at the familiar objects inside.

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

Also, the torn up photo she just put together yesterday.

These are the memories that Cen Luo left her.

From high school to now.

Sometimes it is not difficult to face a fact bravely.

It might be hard, but it's better than fooling yourself all the time.

For example, she is indeed not the type that Cen Luo likes, and now Cen Luo is not interested in her at all.

Another example is that she hurt Cen Luo, so that the past ten years have become memories that Cen Luo doesn't want to mention.

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

Eat soft not hard.

Then take the step back and start over.

The fact that Jian Mu was her new neighbor, Cen Luo was just a little depressed, then went back to the living room to turn on the TV, tuned a channel, and was ready to watch TV for a while.

After a while, Cen Luo's takeaway arrived.

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

It was noon when I woke up again.

Cen Luo yawned and cleaned up the room.

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

Cen Luo's heart rang loudly, and the people who would knock on her door at this time didn't think about it except for the neighbors on the same floor.

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

Cen Luo glanced out the door from the cat's eye on the door.

Jian Mu stood outside the door, holding a box in her hand, unable to see what was in it.

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

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

She's really not in the mood to play what you love me I must love you game with Jane Mu now.

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

"busy?"

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

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

Is this from Jane Mu?

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

Then, rest early.

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