I Lost My Memory After She Was Moved

The two went to a western restaurant near West Street.

While Zhao Zhao was ordering, Cen Luo sat at the dining table and looked around, then sighed:

"West Street has changed a lot."

"It's quite big," Zhao Zhao handed the menu to Cen Luo after ordering, "Sister, do you need anything else?"

Zhao Zhao had been to the West Street area before, and this western restaurant was recommended to her by a friend, so Zhao Zhao was more familiar with Cen Luo now.

While Cen Luo was looking down at the menu, Zhao Zhao chatted with her:

"In recent years, Yuncheng has developed all the way to the west, and the West Street has been well developed. This area is much more prosperous than ten years ago."

Cen Luo nodded, handed the menu to the waiter next to him, and then said with Zhao Zhao in a joking tone:

"If I had known this, I should have bought two apartments on West Street earlier."

Zhao Zhao smiled when he heard the words: "You reminded me that I should buy a house on West Street. Sister, which apartment do you live in? How about if I buy a house near you?"

Every time Zhao Zhao sent Cen Luo back, he only went to the West Street location, not downstairs of the apartment, so he didn't know which building Cen Luo lived in.

nearby?

Cen Luo thought about it for a while, but it's not bad to have a friend who lives nearby, so she replied:

"West Street Happiness Apartment."

Zhao Zhao nodded when he heard the words, raised his lips while looking at Cen Luo, and smiled happily: "I like this name."

If you like the name of the community, like it, why do you look at yourself with that kind of eyes?

it's wired.

At this moment, Cen Luo suddenly felt that the table where they were sitting was bumped, the menu on the table suddenly fell to the ground, the goblet filled with orange juice shook, and a few drops were sprinkled on the table.

Cen Luo subconsciously took out a tissue to wipe the tabletop, and heard a male voice next to him: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

He also picked up the menu that fell on the ground and put it back on the table.

There are not many people in the western restaurant, and the distance between each table is very large.

However, Cen Luo didn't want to care about it, and only replied: "It's okay."

After the others left, Cen Luocai looked at Zhao Zhao in front of him again, but saw her face slightly sideways, as if avoiding her gaze.

It was only then that Cen Luo remembered that Zhao Zhao was a star, and it was really not good to be seen like this.

Thinking of this, Cen Luo looked around the restaurant for a week, and there were only a few scattered people.

There were two people sitting not far from them on the right, and one of the men lowered his head slightly and smiled at her, looking like he was apologizing.

It should be the person who just bumped into their dining table.

Cen Luo looked back, remembering that she didn't know much about Zhao Zhao, and asked again:

"Zhao Zhao, are you from Yuncheng?"

"No, I'm from Cotton City."

"Wow Cotton City."

Cen Luo blinked. She has a natural intimacy with Miancheng. Knowing that Zhao Zhao is from Miancheng, she chatted with her more when she was hospitalized a few days ago.

Seeing Cen Luo's appearance, Zhao Zhao's smile deepened, and he said, "Isn't my sister remembering me?"

"Huh?" Cen Luo was puzzled, she lost her memory, how did she think of it?

"Since I met you again, I have called my sister countless times."

Before Cen Luo could ask, she heard the next sentence that made her froze in place:

"So when is my sister going to marry me?"

As soon as the words fell, the scene at that time appeared in Cen Luo's mind.

What happened ten years ago, but to her, it was only more than half a month ago.

"Are you that kid?"

"OK."

The smile on Zhao Zhao's face did not diminish, and it was only Cen Luo who was embarrassed.

Under Zhao Zhao's gaze, Cen Luo turned his face and stretched out his hand to cover his face.

She didn't know, no one told her about it.

No wonder she said, why Zhao Zhao always likes to call her sister.

Originally, because of the joy of being from Miancheng, he was instantly overwhelmed by embarrassment.

The malnourished child suddenly turned into a big star.

For Zen Luo, only half a month had passed.

At that time, she was only a childish boy, but now it's better, this child really found her.

However, she seemed to refuse at that time?

Thinking of this, the embarrassment in Cen Luo's heart dissipated, and he turned to Zhao Zhao and smiled and said, "Why are you joking about things that others didn't agree to?"

Zhao Zhao did not speak, but the smile on the corner of his lips remained unchanged, as if he was admiring her expression.

After a while, Zhao Zhao took a sip of the orange juice on the table and said softly:

"It doesn't matter, sister, I have a lot of time, so I can wait in line first."

Zhao Zhao's smile subsided and his expression was serious.

Cen Luo suddenly couldn't think of anything to answer her.

To tell the truth, Zhao Zhao is really beautiful, much more beautiful than she is shown on TV.

But since she woke up, when she was with Zhao Zhao in the hospital, she didn't have any other thoughts. Because of the proximity these days, she felt that Zhao Zhao was a bit like Cen Xi, and sometimes she was in a trance. If Cen Xi was still there, he would be about the same age as Zhao Zhao. .

After Zhao Zhao's reminder today, Cen Luo understood where his feeling came from.

Thirteen-year-old Zhao Zhao is sometimes arrogant and sometimes duplicitous, rejecting her help, but when she goes out, he asks her where she is going, and follows behind her as if afraid of her sudden departure.

Just like her sister, she often follows her while talking about hating her.

Cen Luo was still immersed in his own thoughts, and suddenly heard Zhao Zhao's slightly low voice:

"Sister bow your head."

Cen Luo subconsciously hummed in confusion, and before he could react, he smelled a refreshing fragrance of gardenias.

Zhao Zhao suddenly got up and stood beside her, blocking her right vision, leaning over and whispering in Cen Luo's ear:

"Someone on the right is taking a candid photo."

Cen Luo turned his face to the side and found that Zhao Zhao had put on a mask and hat, covering his face tightly.

When Zhao Zhao turned his face just now because someone bumped into their dining table, Cen Luo thought that Zhao Zhao, as a star who is now on fire, will definitely attract attention when traveling.

In fact, Zhao Zhao had a lot of news because of his visit to Cen Luo a few days ago, but most of them were about her being ill, and she was not photographed when she was with Cen Luo in the ward.

Therefore, some paparazzi just guessed that Zhao Zhao was ill, so he often came to the hospital.

But it's different now. There should be scandals when the restaurant is filmed, and it doesn't affect Zhao Zhao very well.

No, celebrities also have the right to have dinner with friends.

"Is it so strict to be a star? Can't have dinner with friends?"

Hearing Cen Luo's words, Zhao Zhao chuckled lightly: "Of course you can have dinner with friends, but not with you."

Cen Luo frowned: "Why?"

Zhao Zhao: "I have a ghost in my heart."

Cen Luo: "..."

Zhao Zhao is not afraid of rumors. It doesn't matter what the media writes about her, but Cen Luo can't.

Cen Luo is just an amateur.

There are scandals with celebrities, and more amateurs are injured. Celebrities have public relations and teams, but amateurs do not.

Whether they are friends or not, as long as they are exposed by the media, there will only be one end.

For the first time, Zhao Zhao felt a little powerless about his identity.

"Then let's go out first."

Cen Luo thought for a moment, and quickly realized that it was no coincidence that the person who bumped into their dining table just now.

The wicked modern man.

Cen Luo wore a hoodie today. After saying this, he put on his hat and stood up, pulling Zhao Zhao's wrist out.

When walking to the cashier, Cen Luo let go of Zhao Zhao's wrist and patted Zhao Zhao's arm with great loyalty:

"You go to the car and wait for me first, and I'll go over after paying the bill."

Zhao Zhao nodded subconsciously.

It was only after he left the door that he reacted, and he touched his wrist.

There is a very subtle feeling.

But after a while, Zhao Zhao realized that, in Cen Luo's cognition, pulling the wrist between friends is actually a normal behavior.

In the end it was her own joy.

The two ordered food but didn't move. It was noon now, and Cen Luo was a little hungry.

I don't know if there are any hidden places nearby.

"otherwise……"

Before Zhao Zhao could finish speaking, he heard Cen Luo's voice:

"Otherwise, let's make an appointment next time."

Zhao Zhao probably wanted to say the same thing to her, Cen Luo thought.

"I really don't know how to cook. If I could, I would invite you to my house." Cen Luo sighed and said again, "I heard Xiaoran said that my cooking skills were pretty good before I lost my memory, which is a pity."

It doesn't matter if you don't cook, just stay with you for a while.

Zhao Zhao didn't say this, because she saw two men holding the camera and looking around in the rearview mirror.

It seemed that they were a little ashamed and angry because they couldn't find anyone, and they scolded each other.

Thinking of the risk of being followed by the two, Zhao Zhao's eyes turned cold, and he said to Cen Luowen: "I'm sorry, sister, I wasted your time."

Cen Luo shook his head: "It's okay, you are a star after all, you can't help yourself a lot, I understand."

"Then I'll take my sister back first? In the West Street Happiness Community?"

"Uh-huh."

Cen Luo thought that there seemed to be a noodle restaurant downstairs, and he could try it.

"How many floors?"

"The thirteenth floor." Cen Luo blurted out, thinking about what to eat.

Only then did she realize that Zhao Zhao was going to take her upstairs?

However, Zhao Zhao didn't speak any more, instead he glanced at the rearview mirror and started the car.

A few minutes later, Cen Luo got out of the car.

He waved goodbye to Zhao Zhao, and then ran to the noodle shop downstairs. The wind was a little strong, and Cen Luo's hair was blown in the air.

Zhao Zhao looked at Cen Luo's back a little lost.

She is free.

Suddenly, Zhao Zhao thought of this sentence.

In just a few seconds, Zhao Zhao withdrew his gaze and sneered in his heart:

Joke, who is not free?

As soon as Cen Luo entered the noodle restaurant, he was watched by many people.

One of the uncles in his fifties stared at her closely and watched her step.

"Xiao Luo, where have you been these days? I didn't see you when I came to get the photo album and camera?"

Oh, it turned out to be someone who knew her.

Cen Luo randomly chose a table against the wall and sat down, and replied, "There was a little accident, I forgot, I'm sorry."

This answer made Uncle Liu stunned for a moment, and then he smiled: "It's okay to be okay."

"I ran into your girlfriend the other day. I asked her to bring you the camera and photo album. Did you receive it?"

the other day? girlfriend? Jane Mu?

No wonder the photo album and camera are in her hands.

However, has she been here these days?

"Uncle, are you sure my girlfriend took it herself?"

Although Cen Luo didn't want to use the word girlfriend to describe Jian Mu, but now he can only chat with this uncle.

Uncle Liu frowned: "Why don't you call your child Uncle Liu? The uncle calls out strangely."

After all, they have known each other for two years.

Cen Luo eagerly listened to the answer, and echoed him and called Uncle Liu a few times.

Uncle Liu then went on to say, "It's the person in your camera."

Really simple.

Cen Luo scratched his head, wondering if she and Liu Shuti had mentioned Jian Mu before, but he still explained, "I have nothing to do with her anymore."

But what made Cen Luo even more puzzled was that Jian Mu actually knew that she had a house on West Street? Do you know which apartment she lives in?

Didn't Xiao Ran say that Jian Mu didn't know?

Didn't she say that she used to worry that Jian Mu knew that she had a room and would not let her live in Nanyang Yulou?

Looking at it this way, it seems that Jian Mu already knew?

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