I Lost My Memory After She Was Moved

Cen Luo's casual response made Jian Mu savor it for a long time.

After posting the video to Moments, Cen Luo saw Jian Mu's movements and expressions just now, and turned the phone between his fingers, pretending to be casual:

"I feel like I am a good friend to friends."

"Huh?" Jian Mu was puzzled.

It's not the first day that Jian Mu knew that Cen Luo was good to her friends, she just wondered why she said that all of a sudden.

"I seem to have misunderstood you a bit before. I feel that you are a good person. The most important thing is that you saved me."

After these days of contact, Cen Luo has long discovered that Jian Mu's brain circuits are a little different, and people are not bad.

Although she understood that her previous actions had indeed caused her harm, she didn't feel any pleasure when she confronted Jian Mu.

Sometimes it seems to prove that the person who loves Jane Mu to the point of losing herself is not her Zen Luo.

However, Jian Mu seemed to hear another meaning from Cen Luo's words: because you saved me, I found that you are a good person.

Although, this is indeed true.

As if intuitively, Jian Mu realized that what Cen Luo said next was not good for her.

The next moment, I heard Cen Luo say: "So, let's be friends, so that we can all face each other well."

It turned out that Cen Luo didn't care, but was trying to deal with the current relationship.

"What friend?" After a long while, Jian Mu pursed her lips and asked slowly.

"It's just ordinary friends who don't disturb each other's lives but meet and greet each other. In fact, if you think about it, you won't stop getting along with each other. After all, they are familiar people." Cen Luo smiled at Jian Mu, his eyes full of sincerity.

Since I can't remember, my eyes are calm.

Either they are ordinary friends, or they are old and dead.

Are there only these two options?

Jian Mu suddenly felt that she was not happy at all at this age, and she would rather not come back after Cen Luo left.

After a long time, Jian Mu said slowly, "Okay."

"Hey, then this is a gift for you." Cen Luo took a five-pointed star-shaped fairy stick from the side and shook it in front of her, "I hope our relationship can become Simple friends."

The fairy stick seemed to be praising and mocking her for being obedient and sensible.

A simple friend may be reminding her not to have other thoughts.

Jian Mu took it and smiled reluctantly.

On the other hand, Cen Luo smiled happily from the bottom of his heart, and even in Jian Mu's eyes, there was a sense of relief.

He was still a burden to her.

She could choose to lose her temper and make a deliberate request to let Zen Luo leave.

But she dared not want to or not.

This was an opportunity she finally got, an opportunity to make Zen Luo not so reject her.

Heaven or hell, it's only between Zen Luo's words.

The next day, Cen Luo was awakened by a strong crash in the bathroom.

It was already early morning when I watched the fireworks last night. Thinking of coming to visit Jian Mu the next morning, I lay in the bed next to me for a few hours.

As soon as the curtain is drawn, it becomes two worlds, and there is nothing to be embarrassed about.

Because he was too sleepy during the day, Cen Luo fell asleep with his pillow on, and kept his eyes closed until dawn.

However, what Cen Luo didn't know was that Jian Mu, who had long been swept away by sleepiness, didn't sleep a night after Cen Luo said the last sentence.

When Cen Luo rushed to the bathroom, what he saw was the shampoo that fell on the ground, and Jian Mu who was trying to bend over to pick it up.

It's just that no matter how much she bends over, she will touch the wound on her abdomen, so that when she knows that Cen Luo rushed into the bathroom, Jian Mu has not picked up the bottle of shampoo.

Perhaps it was the pain from the tearing of the wound that made Jian Mu pursed her lips.

When Jian Mu was about to try the next time, Cen Luo quickly walked to her side, bent down, picked up the shampoo, and handed it to her:

"What are you doing?"

Jian Mu lowered her eyes and stood there, as if at a loss or embarrassment, and replied:

"I want to wash my hair, but..."

Jian Mu raised her eyes and looked around the bathroom, but hesitated.

Following Jian Mu's gaze, Cen Luo instantly understood what she meant.

Jian Muai was clean, and she didn't wash her hair for two days. She probably couldn't bear it anymore, so she wanted to wash her hair early in the morning.

I just didn't expect that there are no tools in the toilets in the hospital.

"You come out first, I'll go out for a while."

Jian Mu was a little disappointed, but she followed her obediently and walked out of the bathroom slowly.

After she sat down on the hospital bed again, Cen Luo left the ward.

After a while, Jian Mu heard the sound of a rolling wheel coming from the door of the ward, and when she heard the sound, she saw that Cen Luo pushed a cart in.

It's filled with a lot of shampoo stuff.

"You go to bed, and I'll help you."

Jian Mu glanced at the medical hair shampoo in Cen Luo's hand and then understood that Cen Luo just went to borrow something.

The feeling of being a little lost suddenly improved at this moment, lying on the hospital bed obediently, feeling Cen Luo's fingers pulling the pillow from under her head, putting a waterproof towel between her neck and soaking it, and then using the shampoo put it under her head.

Step by step movements are skillful and gentle.

Suddenly, Zen Luo paused and muttered to himself, "How do I think I did this somewhere?"

This kind of familiarity, Cen Luo had before when he was reading professional books and kitchen diaries.

Jian Mu thought that the nurse had explained to Cen Luo, or that the steps were too simple, so Cen Luo could easily get started.

Cen Luo patted his head, and just now it seemed that something flashed past, the snow-white ward, and rows of sparrows on the branches outside the window.

Jian Mu didn't hear Cen Luo's voice, so she wanted to look back to see what happened, but was pressed back by Cen Luo the next moment.

"Don't move."

Cen Luo's movements were very light and gentle, Jian Mu felt sleepy unconsciously, and slowly closed his eyes.

When Jian Mu opened her eyes again, she found that the sun had already risen in the originally slightly bright sky.

"Awake?" Cen Luo sat on the chair beside her, and saw Jian Mu's eyes open just after replying a message, so she got up and walked to her side.

Before Jian Mu could answer, she heard Cen Luo say, "Why are your dark circles so heavy?"

Cen Luo had already discovered it when he was washing her hair just now, and just wanted to ask her, but found that she was already asleep.

Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, Cen Luo didn't disturb her, but took a towel and gently wiped her hair.

When she was asleep, Jian Mu was much cuter than when she was awake. The long eyelashes hit the underside of the eyelids, which were thick and distinct. The tear moles at the corners of the eyes made her look colder. Maybe it was the reason for the blood loss in the previous two days. Her skin was white and glowing, and her lips were beautiful. Even the blood loss did not affect her lip color.

It was like having an uneasy dream, her eyeballs kept rolling, and the dark blue in the eye sockets was also very obvious, but it didn't affect her appearance.

Cen Luo simply admired Jian Mu's face, and even looked at her moles twice while she was asleep.

It is said that people with tear moles tend to cry easily and like to cry.

While thinking about whether Jian Mu was such a person, Cen Luo helped Jian Mu to wipe her hair, thinking that her actions that were not gentle would definitely wake her up.

But unexpectedly, three hours later, Jian Mu woke up leisurely.

Jian Mu, who had just woken up, was a little confused, and it took a long time for her eyes to focus on Cen Luo.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Cen Luo was a little uncomfortable being stared at by her, and asked aloud.

Jian Mu raised her hand and rubbed her temples, only to find that her hair was dry, so she guessed that it was Cen Luo who helped her dry it.

She slept for so long.

"Did I talk in my sleep?" Jian Mu asked.

"Say," Cen Luo put away the tools, put them back on the cart, and replied casually, "You said not to leave you. Are you having a nightmare?"

Jian Mu was stunned for a second, as if he did not expect Cen Luo to say these words directly.

"Um."

Jian Mu looked away and tilted her head.

"Who did you dream of?"

Cen Luo looked at Jian Mu and asked seriously.

His tone was casual, as if genuinely curious.

But Jian Mu knew that maybe she was more like accepting the results of what she said last night.

Knowing what she wanted to hear, Jian Mu felt bitter in her heart, twitched the corners of her mouth, and replied softly, "I dreamed of my mother."

This is not a lie to Cen Luo, because her mother did appear briefly in her dream.

"That's good," Cen Luo tidied up the towels, and then said, "Dreams are always the opposite. Your mother must have never left you. You see, she even came to see you in a dream."

Jian Mu hummed, closed her eyes slightly, and said warmly, "I'm a little sleepy and want to sleep."

"Aren't you having breakfast?"

"Um."

Maybe I just woke up from a nightmare and felt a little bad, or maybe...

When Cen Luo pushed the cart to the door to open the door, he looked back at Jian Mu, who was lying on the hospital bed and turned to his side.

Knowing and not knowing doesn't change anything.

The strange thing is that he was obviously going according to his own ideas, but Cen Luo did not feel the slightest ease.

There is even a hint of heaviness.

She just wanted to get along with Jian Mu as a friend, and she knew that she would repay her kindness, but definitely not in an emotional way.

Is she too much? Or maybe she should just pretend not to know.

It wasn't until the sound of the door being closed that Jian Mu turned over again. At this time, she was no longer sleepy and just stared at the ceiling in a daze.

If dreams are the opposite as you say, then I hope it actually happens.

I can feel sad and let you torture me, as long as you don't leave me.

In the next few days, Qin Ran and Xu Fengwan both came over to change shifts with Cen Luo to take care of Jian Mu.

Except for a few of them, no one else appeared in the ward. Later, Jian Mu told them that she had not told anyone else.

People from the police station have been here several times, once to record a statement to learn about the situation at the time, and once to inform them that the prisoners have been arrested and brought to justice. By the way, they also arrested the gang behind them, thanking them for their contributions to the case.

"I think you'd better live in another place. Although the bad guys have been caught, the security measures there are too poor. What if there are still malicious people?"

From the second day after she started, Qin Ran persuaded her to live in another place. Later, when she found out that Jian Mu lived next to her, Qin Ran tried her best to persuade her.

Although Jian Mu has changed a lot, Qin Ran still feels that Jian Mu's temperament is not suitable for being a girlfriend.

She thanked Jian Mu for saving Cen Luo, so she was doing her best to take care of her these days, but for emotional matters, she still hoped that Cen Luo could find someone who would love her unconditionally and accompany her.

Cen Luo's ears were almost full of cocoons. Even though she had been answering and saying that she would look for it when she was free, Qin Ran still didn't believe it.

I think I lied to her again.

"I'm really thinking about it, I'm already looking for a room." Cen Luo finally had no choice but to show her the interface of the room-hunting software in his hand.

"Don't look at it, I have a suite near your company, so let's live there." Qin Ran said again, "You refused to live before, now you are not allowed to refuse me."

That's how the move was settled.

On the seventh day of Jian Mu's hospitalization, according to the doctor's advice, she could have the stitches removed, and she would be free and more convenient in terms of life and diet after that.

According to the schedule, Cen Luo is responsible for taking care of Jian Mu today.

Yet her phone vibrated in the morning.

Cen Luo sat beside Jian Mu's bed and typed with his head down.

Jian Mu tilted her head inadvertently and saw the words "Sister Xu" on the screen.

My heart suddenly sank.

After a while, Cen Luo suddenly raised his head and looked at Jian Mu, hesitating to speak.

As if she had expected it, Jian Mu asked her softly, "What's the matter?"

Cen Luo pursed his lips and said, "I have something to do at noon. I want to go out for a while. Can I ask Qin Ran Xufeng to stay with you for a while?"

"Is it okay not to go?" Jian Mu paused, and even though she knew the answer, she still hoped that she would change her mind.

After a while, Cen Luo's apologetic voice sounded in the ward:

"Feel sorry."

Jian Mu wanted to tell her why she was sorry for others, because she was not as important as others.

But in the end, she didn't say this, she just lowered her eyes and asked her, "Will you come back?"

Cen Luo was stunned for a second, as if he didn't understand why Jian Mu would ask such a question.

Does she know where she is going?

"You go." Jian Mu whispered softly.

Cen Luo held the door handle and tried to speak several times, but in the end he swallowed it and went out.

The author has something to say: woo woo woo.

Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2021-08-2223:58:08~2021-08-2323:57:55~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the shallow water bomb: Xie Xingchen 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Ming Mingming 2;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Jin Yi. 3;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 16 bottles of remembrance, 10 bottles of Salsa; 5 bottles of Xiaoba; 46923241, 459991423 bottles; 1 bottle of Fuyasha in the Spider Mountain;

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