After completely sending Zhao Zhao away, Cen Luo packed his luggage and prepared to return to Cotton City tomorrow.

In the evening, Cen Luo received a message from Jiang Ting while sitting on the sofa watching a drama.

During this time, Jiang Ting often sent messages to care about her body. At first, she would occasionally ask her about work.

Because of these problems, Cen Luo often had to bother Qin Ran, the only one who knew her work.

After going back and forth, Qin Ran wasn't bothered, but she was bothered first, so she told Jiang Ting that she was on vacation now and wanted to relax and didn't want to hear about work for the time being.

Jiang Ting's relationship with her should be quite good. Since she said that, she has not asked her about her work again. She only greeted her body every now and then and shared some interesting videos.

I wanted to ask her out for dinner halfway through, but considering that he was not familiar with the work now, Cen Luo didn't agree because he was worried that it would be exposed during the chat.

Jiang Ting didn't seem to notice anything unusual, thinking she just wanted to rest.

If I ask her formally if she is busy like this, she should be looking for something.

Cen Luo directly replied to her what was the matter, and after waiting for two minutes, she did not receive a reply from Jiang Ting.

Looking at the time, it is now half past six, which is the off-duty time.

Is it not a matter of work?

After not receiving a reply for a long time, Cen Luo got up and made himself a glass of sugar water.

After a while, Cen Luo heard a faint vibration, and walked to the sofa while sipping the candy water.

It's information, but not Jiang Ting's reply, but from Zhao Zhao——

[Sister, remember to think about what I said, I'm afraid you will forget it again. 】

Cen Luo's fingers rested on the keyboard of the mobile phone, unconsciously recalling what Zhao Zhao said to her when they had dinner together.

"Sister, do you want to consider another place to live? Will it be dangerous to live here?"

Cen Luo was puzzled, but it took a while to understand that Zhao Zhao was talking about Jian Mu living next to her.

At first, this thought flashed in Cen Luo's mind, but after a few days, she left it behind, because the fact that Jian Mu lived next to her didn't affect her.

And it's too tiring to move. She feels tired even just unpacking a few cardboard boxes, let alone moving.

"I have a suite over Nanjiang. If my sister needs it, I can borrow it from you."

When Zhao Zhao said this, Cen Luo refused without thinking, and even felt a little puzzled, why did he move out of his own house because of others? Why try to avoid it?

"For now, she has no influence on me. Thank you for your kindness, but I don't need it for the time being."

"Sister doesn't have any thoughts about Jian Mu, right?"

It was the first time that Cen Luo heard such a sharp temptation from Zhao Zhao, which was completely different from her usual attitude.

But Cen Luo still answered truthfully: "I just don't think it's necessary."

"Will the elder sister be shaken? Will she be with her again?"

Zhao Zhao asked very seriously, staring at her without blinking, not letting go of any of her expressions at all.

Cen Luo didn't understand why Zhao Zhao asked such a question, but the question was not difficult to answer, so he followed his heart: "No."

At that time, Zhao Zhao seemed to smile and said that would be fine.

Cen Luo retracted his memory, stared at the information on the screen in a daze, and then thought about it and replied to her like an answer:

[Tomorrow I will go back to Cotton City. 】

Zhao Zhao replied in seconds: [How long are you going to go back? 】

Cen Luo thought for a while and replied: [One month. 】

It's almost time for the Chinese New Year to go home in a month, and then go back to Yuncheng for a few days.

As for Chinese New Year, should you go home?

During this time, Cen Luo received a lot of attention. Cen's father and Cen's mother called her almost every day to ask her how her health was, how she was doing, and whether she wanted to go home.

At first, Cen Luo was annoyed, and after a few words of reconciliation, she hurriedly hung up the phone. Later, she looked through the chat records she had with them before she lost her memory, and it seemed that they had a good chat.

And often take the initiative to take care of them.

Later, Cen Luo slowly changed his mentality and attitude.

I have to remind myself again that she is no longer a sixteen-year-old child.

Thinking of this, Cen Luo sent them a message, telling them that he was going back to Cotton City tomorrow.

After sending the message, Jiang Ting just happened to text her back.

[Team leader, I was just too busy to reply to the news. 】

【Team leader, are you still there? Are you busy now? 】

Cen Luo, who was waiting for Jiang Ting to speak directly, then replied again: [No busy, you can talk. 】

Maybe it's because she asked Jiang Ting not to talk about work with her in a more serious tone before, so now she speaks a little cautiously.

[Have you seen the hot search, team leader? Yan Xuan and Song Xiangsi broke up, and it seemed that Yan Xuan unilaterally dumped Song Xiangsi, and the topic exploded. 】

I asked her if she was busy, did she just come to chat with her? These two people were the focus of her understanding some time ago. After all, both of them have more black fans than others.

It just so happened that Cen Luo was also quite bored, so he found a comfortable angle on the sofa and lay down, and typed on the keyboard of the mobile phone: [Why? and then? 】

Cen Luo asked casually, but Jiang Ting on the other side was like an ant on a hot pot.

Originally, she thought that Cen Luo would ask her if the news was written and sent out.

But I didn't expect Cen Luo to chat with her.

While facing the bombardment of the minister, Jiang Ting replied to Cen Luo: [I don't know why, now Orange Sky Entertainment does not give interviews. 】

Also posted a crying emoji.

They broke up, why did she cry?

Cen Luo was puzzled for a few seconds, and instantly thought that their jobs were reporters, and they must be busy with the sudden breaking news.

Thinking that he was a team leader anyway, he sent her an emoticon that touched her head, and told her to report the incident well, and be careful not to be caught by others when she chooses her words and sentences.

[Wuwu, team leader, this is the case, didn't we interview them separately before? At that time, they also talked a lot about each other, because the length and the company asked us to edit a lot, so we planned to reorganize the video and write an exclusive collection of in-depth reports and interviews, but——]

but?

[But I lost the interview video, and now only the minister and team leader have the original interview. 】

Jiang Ting sat in front of the computer in the office with her hands folded, waiting for Cen Luo's scolding.

Although Cen Luo treats people kindly on weekdays, he is never sloppy at work.

The minister was urging her to write the manuscript, and her colleagues urged her to send her the original full interview video for editing.

There were voices urging her all around.

It is no exaggeration for Jiang Ting to say that it is the ants on the hot pot.

The avatar in the lower left corner of the screen flickered non-stop, Jiang Ting did not dare to open it.

Waiting for Cen Luo's scolding.

After a while, Jiang Ting finally received a message from Cen Luo:

【Then where did I put it? 】

He didn't even scold her.

But why did she ask where she was?

However, Jiang Ting suddenly thought that Cen Luo might have been out of work for too long, so she forgot about it and reminded her:

[Team leader, have you forgotten? don't you have a usb drive? Important documents should all be there. 】

After Cen Luo saw the information, he thought about it carefully. When he was packing his things yesterday, he seemed to have seen the USB flash drive, with a silver-white shell and a very cute pendant.

The little finger was so big, and it said 128g. She sighed at the time, how come the memory is so big now.

Where is it.

Cen Luo rummaged for a while, and finally found the USB flash drive in the pen holder.

I quickly turned on the computer and tried to find the file, but found that the U disk was encrypted.

Where does she still have the memory of the past, she has tried several people's birthdays and she has not solved it.

Even tried it on Jian Mu's birthday.

But not all.

Is there a better password to remember than a birthday?

Cen Luo was puzzled.

Jiang Ting's messages were still being posted, Cen Luo Yuguang glanced at the screen, Jiang Ting looked anxious, seeing that she didn't reply to the message, thought she was angry, and asked her to scold her casually, it was all hers mistake.

So he comforted her:

[It's okay, I just forgot the password, it's not a big problem. 】

It sounds like it's not a big problem, but it's actually a big problem.

Asking Qin Ran, she didn't know, and finally told her a not-so-good direction—

If nothing else, Jian Mu is now the only person in the world who knows the password.

Cen Luo: "..."

She hadn't lent anyone a bottle of soy sauce just now, and now I ask her for the password, can she give it?

Cen Luo once wanted Jiang Ting to ask the minister directly, but seeing her pitiful appearance, he couldn't bear it anymore.

After hesitating for a while, Cen Luo went out and stood in front of Jian Mu's house for a while.

-Hey, what's my password?

- Do you know the password of my USB flash drive?

"Are you looking for me?" Jian Mu's hesitant voice suddenly came from behind Cen Luo.

Cen Luo turned around and saw that Jian Mu was wearing a white tracksuit, as if she had just returned from exercising.

To be honest, Jian Mu's dress is very sunny, which is very different from her usual image.

If it was someone else in front of him, Cen Luo should feel moved, but unfortunately it is Jian Mu in front of him.

Zen Luo nodded.

"What's with you?"

Except for something else, Jian Mu couldn't think of any reason why Cen Luo would suddenly come to her.

Cen Luo thought about it for a while, and instead of wasting time staring at him, he would just say the problem directly.

"I just saw that I have a U disk encrypted, do you know the password?"

Cen Luo didn't tell her how urgent the matter was. Just after asking this, he quickly said to himself, "It's okay if you don't know, and you don't necessarily know me."

Jian Mu was stung by her last words, and pursed her lips: "I know."

"How many?"

When the words reached his lips, Jian Mu swallowed them again.

"You wrote it to me before, it's a long list."

"Oh..." That's what I don't want to say.

The next second, Cen Luo heard Jian Mu say, "I'll go back and find it and send it to you."

It's all used, this password should be quite long, right?

So Cen Luo reluctantly nodded: "That's fine."

However, Jian Mu was still standing there, not moving at all, as if waiting for something.

Cen Luo thought about it, do they have no friends?

Is it uneconomical to give away friend bits for a password?

"I only send you the password. If you want to ask me in the future, you can ask me directly. I will not disturb you."

Seeing that Cen Luo seemed to be hesitating, he said again: "Just make up for the guilt."

Jian Mu's voice was weak and sounded very depressed.

"Okay," Cen Luo said, "You sweep me or I sweep you?"

"Just let it go."

"where?"

"blacklist."

Cen Luo: "...Oh."

She forgot about it, it should be Qin Ran and the others.

The scene was a little awkward.

After Cen Luo snorted, he opened the blacklist and walked into the room.

As soon as she was released, she received a string of numbers.

【jmcl131204】

Is this complicated?

what number is this?

As if hearing Cen Luo's doubts, Jian Mu sent another message in a second:

[The day we officially met. 】

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