Maybe it was because Mu Luoluo's gaze was too intense, Zeng Haoran caught her figure as soon as he raised his head, and a fire exploded in his heart.
A force pulled him in front of her, and he stared for a long time. The girl who was following closely looked left and right, and finally stretched out her hand in a friendly way towards Muroluo, "Hello, my name is Murong Shui. You guys,
Do you know him?"
Murong Shui is what Du Haoxuan calls the daughter of the Director of Education. She is cute, sweet, of equal status, and a perfect match.
"No~~ I don't know him." Muloluo tried his best to squeeze out a smile and turned away from looking at his thin face.
Murong Shui touched Zeng Haoran's arm suspiciously. Zeng Haoran suddenly put his hand on his chest and frowned. The girl immediately asked nervously, "What's wrong? Do you have a headache again?"
Zeng Haoran nodded, and Muloluo stared at his slender white hands strangely. Why did he cover his heart when he had a headache?
"Then let's go back quickly, lest our aunt worry about us at home." Murong Shui grabbed Zeng Haoran's arm affectionately, with admiring care in his eyes, and it seemed that he had been interested in him for a long time.
"Yeah, since you're not feeling well, it's better to stay at home." Muloluo said softly, pretending to be a stranger, his heart throbbing, and he selectively ignored the thought that he should have moved back to their previous home together.
Inside, there also lives a Luoluo.
"What's your name?" Zeng Haoran refused to leave, looking at Muloluo eagerly, his eyebrows seemed to twist up in pain.
Muloluo was startled, and her Zeng Haoran asked her what her name was?
"Muluo" Mu Luoluo was heartbroken and hesitant, intentionally ignoring the other word "Luo", "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first, bye."
I waved goodbye with a forced smile, fearing that tears would flow out uncontrollably if I stayed for a second longer.
Zeng Haoran stared closely at her fading back, feeling so familiar, so familiar that he could almost breathe it out, and so familiar that his heart ached unbearably.
"Does your heart hurt?" Murong Shui then noticed that Zeng Haoran was covering his heart tightly and his face was pale.
"I don't know why. Every time I see her, I feel heartbroken. I feel like someone has cut out my heart with a knife. My blood is stagnant and my breathing is difficult. I try to piece together her face over and over again, but I can't piece it together."
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Zeng Haoran held his head and squatted down helplessly. Murong Shui beside him was completely stunned. He glanced at the disappearing figure and suddenly realized that the girl who called herself Mu Luo should be the Luo Luo in his mouth. Otherwise, how could she have lost her memory?
Can't remember anyone's face but your heart hurts when you see her?
His love is more unforgettable than she imagined!!!
What should he do? She listened to her aunt and pretended to be the Luoluo he loved. When one day he regains his memory, will he hate her or even hate her?
Seeing him recovering as before and having a beautiful woman by his side, I really, really didn't cry this time.
Muloluo walked in despair on the obviously lively street. The bustle had nothing to do with her, and the smiling faces of passers-by had nothing to do with her. She had always been alone. Even though Zeng Haoran appeared in her life, it was just like a meteor that passed by in an instant, leaving behind
After the next burst of light, it returned to silence.
She told herself that there was no need to be sad or sad. After all, God had given her a new life, which was growing vigorously in her body. She believed that this time, blood would be thicker than water, and they would cherish each other, and she would no longer have to be alone.
Phew~ Mu Luoluo stopped, exhaled a heavy breath, cheered up, and prepared to face a new life.