camouflage amnesia

The heater was turned on in the car, and it was scorching hot.

He Mu closed his eyes and lay reclined on the back seat of the car, turned over and almost fell.

She snorted softly, opened her eyes, and found that the surrounding environment had changed, her head became a little more awake, her eyes widened like a kitten, she arched her body, and sat up vigilantly.

Seeing that it was Mu Qingran driving the car, she was half relieved.

"There is water under the seat." Mu Qingran said.

He Mu glanced at the rearview mirror, met Mu Qingran's gaze, and asked, "Why am I in your car?"

Mu Qingran didn't speak.

He Mu didn't expect Mu Qingran to answer her question either, rubbing his temples, the memory before the fragment flashed in his mind, as if she was calling Mu Qingran.

——"Miss, do you have a night package? I have plenty of money!"

She remembered what she said when she threw herself on Mu Qingran at the bar.

He Mu covered his eyes with his right hand and let out a long breath.

Embarrassment is not a big deal, but when you throw embarrassment in front of Mu Qingran, you really want to jump off the car!

"I accidentally drank too much, it was an accident to call you." He Mu said, "You can stop now, I don't need you—"

"You should be glad that you woke up in my car and not in some unknown alley!" Mu Qingran clasped the steering wheel with both hands, trying to suppress her sullen emotions.

He Muren was still a little dizzy, and when he felt uncomfortable, he was inexplicably murdered, and his grievance came to his heart, and he said angrily: "I'm not a child, and Qin Xin is here, so I can't kill anyone!"

Mu Qingran's voice was cold: "Perhaps you prefer to wake up in a stranger's bed."

He Mu got angry, "Yes, I went to the bar today to have a one-night stand with a stranger, at least they won't think my skills are bad!"

Mu Qingran sneered, "I'm really sorry."

He Mu stared at Mu Qingran's face in the rearview mirror, his eyes were like two balls of fire, trying to burn through her mask, "You are angry."

Mu Qingran's face returned to calm, and the corners of his lips were slightly curved, "I'm not a robot nanny. If I put down what I was doing to pick up a drunk at night, normal people would be angry, wouldn't they?"

"You don't have to come." He Mu's jaw tightened, "I won't remember such a trivial thing as calling you when I wake up."

"I didn't know Mr. He had such low requirements for his mistress."

He Mu didn't want to talk anymore, and opened the window, only the wind was left in the car.

From before to now, Mu Qingran has always caused her to be confused and misunderstood when she should not have expected her the most.

If you didn't care at all, why did you put on that angry look?

Having known each other for too long, the traces Mu Qingran left in her life are everywhere, and if there is a little opportunity, the floodgate of memory will be opened.

It was the first time she got drunk, and Mu Qingran seemed to be the same way, very fierce, obviously she was also very wronged...

"He Mu, you lost." The classmate handed over a cup.

He Mu frowned, "Didn't you say I lost the drink?"

The female classmate with the ponytail said: "Everyone drinks, and it's too unfair for you to drink."

He Mu shook his head: "I'm not yet of age."

"Look who here is an adult! My uncles and uncles who have dinner at home are still drinking with me!" Another boy wearing glasses said.

Just as He Mu was about to speak, a girl with full makeup on her head next to her smiled and said, "I'm a good boy, if my parents find out that I'm drinking, I'll spank my ass!"

"Okay, don't drink if you don't want to drink, why don't students He Mu not participate in the next game?" The ponytail girl's tone is discussion, but she has already distanced herself from her in action, sitting closer to the drinking students Some, convenient for the next game.

The girl with the head curtain picked up the glass and drank the beer in one gulp, raising her eyebrows at He Mu provocatively.

At the age of fourteen or fifteen, he always loves to be competitive, and He Mu has a personality that doesn't like to be compared, so he immediately rolled up his sleeves, picked up a glass full of beer from the table, and drank it all in one gulp.

He Mu's pretty brows were extremely wrinkled, and he covered his mouth with his hands, and stuck out half of his tongue, trying to dispel the bitter and astringent taste on the tip of his tongue.

It's so bad!

"Oh! Cool!" The surrounding students cheered.

After graduating from the third year of junior high school, boys and girls who have been oppressed for three years finally have a short respite. They take advantage of the holidays to go to KTV to sing and drink every now and then to prove that they are no longer children who must be protected by their parents and teachers.

He Mu didn't like this kind of party at first, but she agreed to accompany her to watch the latest "Avengers" when she went out today because she had pestered Mu Qingran for a long time, but she waited at the entrance of the cinema for half an hour. I called to say that the school was temporarily busy and I couldn't come.

He Mu didn't want to go home without doing anything, and just happened to be invited by a classmate, so he came here.

What is being played is a guessing game called "five, ten, fifteen, twenty". If you lose, you will be punished with alcohol.

This is the first time for He Mu to participate in this kind of game. He has no experience in playing games and always loses. After drinking the first cup, he starts the second cup, the third cup, and the fourth cup... It seems that it is not so bad to drink.

Not long after, she felt a little fluttering, and she also had a double image when looking at people.

He Mu swayed on the street with the support of a girl with a ponytail. At night, there were few pedestrians on the road, and the old street lamps gave out the sound of electric current.

She didn't know when the show ended, she just knew that she was so dizzy and wanted to sleep.

"He Mu, I've liked you for a long time, can you be my girlfriend?" A boy with wheatish skin and a sports headband put his hands in his pockets, stopped the two girls, and laughed mischievously.

"Yo! Big brother confessed! We brothers have to support the situation!"

A few rambunctious boys came up to him.

"She's drunk. Let's talk about it when she wakes up." The ponytail girl's voice was trembling. Hit here.

The boy with the hair tie approached with a smile, "You look good too, let's see if there is anyone you like among my brothers, your friends are rich, I can't let you be alone."

"It's too late, we're going home." The ponytail girl almost cried.

"Well, give me your friend, and I'll let you go, how about it?"

He Mu only felt the sound of "buzzing" in his ears, very noisy, and his body was limp.

It would be nice to have a bed next to it.

"He Mu, I'm sorry." The ponytail girl bit her lip, let go of He Mu's hand, took a few steps back, turned and ran away.

"Brother, my sister-in-law is so beautiful, don't forget about our brother after you have had fun!"

"Okay, when I get tired of playing, what do you like to do!"

"Thank you bro!"

"Let go."

He Mu seemed to hear Mu Qingran's voice, as if in a dream, it was vague and unreal.

"Who are you!"

"Let go."

If the sound has warmth, then these two words exude a coldness that can freeze a person's limbs.

"Don't meddle in your own business, bitch!" The ruffian turned his anger into a smile, "Or do you want to have a good time too?"

But he was proud for less than a second, and the smile on his face froze.

Something cold pressed against his throat.

The sharp point of the knife pierced through the flesh, and tiny drops of blood slowly ooze out.

A slender white hand held the most common utility knife for paper cutting, with thin blood vessels protruding from the back of the hand.

The owner of the hand didn't say a word, his eyes made people tremble with fear.

This group of boys are still junior high school students, and they usually use their fists to bluff people. They haven't really seen blood before, but when they suddenly meet such a Shura-like woman, they are all frightened. They run away one by one. Faster than a rabbit.

The man with the headband who was left alone licked his dry lips and said tremblingly, "I, I am a good man and don't fight with women. Today... today I will let you go!"

After finishing speaking, he took a few steps back cautiously, ran away, didn't pay attention to his feet, tripped over a stone, rolled over, got up in a panic and continued to run.

Unaware of the dangers around her, the inexperienced girl was stuffed into a taxi in a daze.

When he opened his eyes again, he sat limply on the bathroom floor.

The cold water slapped on her face, making her wake up instantly.

The elder sister stood under the cold white light, with a sullen face, holding the shower head that spouted water, like a god holding a scepter to judge sinners.

……

History always repeats itself, just like ten years ago.

Mu Qingran pinched He Mu's wrists and threw him into the bathroom. One of them lost his footing and sat on the ground.

The tail of the white shirt was ripped out of the jeans, wrinkled out of shape.

He Mu inhaled while rubbing his buttocks, raised his head and said, "Mu Qingran! What's wrong with you!"

As soon as the words fell, the circular shower above her head sprayed water, like a broken string of beads, hitting her face hard.

The mist rises, and her god, stands in the light.