On the day of the divorce, Lao Gong lost his memory

There is a distance from the gate of the community to the home, and Shan Cen waited at the gate of the courtyard for a while before he saw Ji Bo's car driving over.

It's an old little Polo.

Shan Cen wanted to replace it for him a long time ago, but Ji Bo has always refused, saying that it is only used to go to a supermarket or go around, and it is fine to drive, so there is no need to replace it, so he keeps it.

Ji Bo opened the car door and got out of the car. Seeing Shan Cen standing under the sun, he couldn't help mumbling, "Why didn't the young master wait in the shade? The sun is so bright, be careful of heatstroke."

"It's okay, it's not hot." Seeing Uncle Ji walking towards the trunk, Shan Cen also went around, "I'll do it."

"Okay." Ji Bo didn't rush, and asked Shan Cen to open the trunk, revealing the two large food boxes inside.

"A little heavy."

"It's okay." While speaking, Shan Cen had already picked up the food box, "Let's go in first."

"Hey, good."

Ji Bo followed Shan Cen in, and when he passed the garden, he couldn't help but look at the flowers and plants.

It wasn't the first time he came here, but he always felt that the surroundings were a little different from before.

When he was almost at the gate of the villa, he remembered, pointing to the roses against the wall and asked, "Has this flower been changed?"

Shan Cen took a look, only to realize that the red roses he had planted during the renovation had turned pink, so he nodded, "Well, the previous ones withered, so I replaced them with a new one."

"Is the one at home okay?" he asked.

He remembered that when he went back last time, the rose in the front yard got bugs, and he didn't know if it was alright.

"Very good." Ji Bo said, "The problem of attracting insects has also been solved, and the flowers are blooming well now, you can go back and have a look when you have time."

"Okay." Shan Cen agreed.

He pushed open the door of the villa and signaled Uncle Ji to go in first. When he was getting the slippers, he asked casually, "What tasks did my parents give me?"

Hearing this, Ji Bo looked at him amusedly, "Can't I just come and see you?"

Shan Cen met Ji Bo's gaze, "Are you just here to see me?"

Ji Bo: "That's not true."

"I did come with a mission."

Shan Cen paused, and then naturally entered the room with a food box, "What task?"

Ji Bo didn't want to hide it, and said directly: "Your mother said that next time you go to her place, you must gain more than two catties." Speaking of this, Ji Bo's tone became teasing, "I'm thinking about this The task is a bit heavy, so hurry up and take a look."

Shan Cen: "..."

Are you really serious about what he said?

Following Ji Bo's words, he said, "After watching it now, what do you think?"

"It's not good," Ji Bo said, "I decided to tell your parents in a while that I can't finish this task, and let them ask another high school to go."

"..." Shan Cen put the food box on the dining table, turned around and said helplessly, "I will try my best."

Uncle Ji had a smile on his face, "Try your best, but you have to eat well every day to be useful."

Shan Cen: "...Okay."

Uncle Ji was satisfied, but he still told him: "You promised this, don't forget, I will come to check posts often in the future."

Come here often?

Shan Cen frowned slightly, if Ji Bo came here often, he could only move to Nanhu Garden.With the current relationship between him and Lin Lu, it's okay to move here. The important thing is that he wants to paint, and he also has art exhibitions and school work.

And if Ji Bo came to the door suddenly like today, then there is no way to hide the fact that he is an oil painting teacher at University A.

Jibo knows, which means his parents know.

Unless... Ji Bo can be persuaded to hide it for him.

But the success rate of this matter is not high, otherwise he would not have kept it a secret.

"Then you are working too hard." Shan Cen tried to dissuade him, "And I will eat on time without your supervision."

Uncle Ji couldn't be fooled by him, "That's not necessarily the case. You guys, just relying on your youth, don't take good care of yourself at all, thinking about losing weight every day."

Shan Cen: "We haven't lost weight, and we already have aunts who cook at home. If you want to come over, others will lose their jobs."

Ji Bo also felt wrong when he heard the words, "Is that so?"

Shan Cen: "Yes."

Ji Bo pondered for a moment, then said: "Then, let me make some snacks for you, so we won't steal people's jobs, right?"

Shan Cen: "..." You are really thoughtful.

"Okay." "That's it." Ji Bo was very satisfied.

"Okay, you sit down first, I'll get you a glass of water." Then he was about to go to the kitchen.

At this time, Lin Lu just came down from downstairs.

Seeing Shan Cen at the dining table with a hale and hearty old man, he was startled, and unconsciously quickened his pace, "Honey, this..."

Shan Cen's eyebrows twitched, and he hurriedly said before he could speak: "Ji Bo is here."

Lin Lu paused, "Uncle Ji?"

Shan Cen let out an 'hmm'.

He almost forgot that Lin Lu was here too.

Uncle Ji didn't notice Lin Lu's abnormality, so he stood up and greeted him with a smile, "Master Lin, long time no see, didn't I bother you?"

But after a while, Lin Lu remembered who Uncle Ji was, and immediately smiled, "No, Uncle Ji rarely comes over, so why bother, sit down."

"Okay." Just saying that, Uncle Ji didn't sit down, "I brought you something to eat, come over and have a taste."

While speaking, Shan Cen had already put the food box on the dining table and opened one of the lids.

A plate full of exquisite snacks was revealed underneath.

Probably it was put on a plate as soon as it was ready, and the temperature was high, so the dim sum was still steaming.

It's very appetizing at first glance.

"I can already smell the fragrance." Lin Lu walked over quickly, "What delicious food did you bring?"

"Some snacks." Ji Bo also opened another food box, "and the chicken soup that has been stewed all morning."

He took out the earthen pot from the food box, and lifted the lid again, and a faint scent came out, "Have a bowl of soup first?"

Shan Cen turned his head to glance, and found that there was a whole chicken lying in the crock, as well as various soup ingredients, which filled the pot.

No wonder it was so heavy just now.

He turned around and wanted to go to the kitchen, "I'll get the bowl."

"No need." Lin Lu held him down quickly, and took the opportunity to rub his hair, "I'll get it."

Turn around and leave.

But Shan Cen still stepped up and followed.

When Lin Lu saw this, he was about to speak when Shan Cen stopped him, "I'll boil some water to make tea."

Making tea was beyond the scope of his skills, so Lin Lu had no choice but to let Shan Cen into the kitchen.

Shan Cen opened the cupboard underneath and took out the soup bowl and spoon. When Lin Lu reached out to pick it up, Shan Cen suddenly said in a low voice, "If Uncle Ji asks about painting, remember to keep it a secret for me."

Lin Lu glanced outside, "Uncle Ji doesn't know either?"

"Well," Shan Cen nodded, "Don't reveal your secrets."

"Don't worry," Lin Lu took the bowl in his hand and vowed, "Don't worry about my work."

It's okay not to say anything, and Shan Cen is even more worried when he talks about it, but there is no time to say anything more now.

"By the way, in the eyes of my parents, I am a philosophy teacher at University A."

"Oh, I know that." Lin Lu turned on the faucet to rinse the bowls and spoons, and his tone was so natural that he seemed to be talking about the weather today.

Shan Cen's pupils shrank, "You know?" Then why didn't you say it last time?

Lin Lu was taken aback by Shan Cen's question, and said in a daze, "Shouldn't I know?"

Shan Cen opened his mouth and changed the subject, "Didn't you lose your memory?"

"But you changed your major before I lost my memory." Lin Lu said.

After finishing speaking, Lin Lu seemed to be enlightened. He looked at Shan Cen and said, "That's why you hide from your parents about painting by yourself? Don't they like your painting?" However, he immediately thought of Su Xin and Shan Cen I didn't want to see Shan Cen's happy look when he was painting, but he didn't think so.

If you don't like it, it can't be that kind of performance.

So, "Why?"

Even though Shan Cen had already guessed that he had changed his major, he was still very surprised when he heard it from Lin Lu, but there was no change on his face.

He said vaguely: "It's a long story, you just need to remember not to slip up."

Although he wanted to know the reason, it was Shan Cen's own business after all, so Lin Lu didn't ask further, "Okay."

After speaking, he took the bowl and went out first.

Shan Cen glanced back, quickly put the chrysanthemum into the health pot, and clicked to start.

Ji Bo's desserts and soups were really excellent, and the two were very satisfied with eating and drinking.

After eating and drinking, while Lin Lu went to the kitchen to clean up the dishes, Ji Bo looked around and found that the place was quite big, but it didn't seem popular.

"Why don't you even have potted plants at home?" He asked Shan Cen.

As soon as Shan Cen came back, he bumped into Cha Ming. Just as he was sending him away, Ji Bo came, and he didn't even have time to take a closer look. Now that he was asked, he only took a look around.

As far as the whole house can be seen, except that the sofa is a little messy because of people sitting there, there is no difference between other places and the model room.

Probably influenced by grandma, the Su family likes to grow some flowers and plants.

There is no need for many precious flowers, as long as the home looks more lively.

He was brought up by his grandparents, so he inherited this hobby without exception.

It's just that the flowers and plants planted at the beginning were all removed by him.

Shan Cen explained, "I'm usually busy with work and don't have time to take care of it, so I didn't let it go."

"You can put some green radish, you don't need to take care of it, just water it every week." Ji Bo suggested.

Shan Cen said 'hmm', "I'll go buy some pots in two days."

Ji Bo: "You don't need to buy it, you have it at home, and I will move it here for you when the time comes."

Shan Cen wanted to refuse, but couldn't find a convincing excuse, so he said, "Okay, thank you Bo Ji."

"You're welcome, this is also my job." Ji Bo said, "In this case, you can take me shopping later, and I'll see where to put it and how many pots are needed, so as not to have to go back and forth."

Shan Cen paused with his fingertips, "Yes. I'll show you later."

"What are you looking at?" Lin Lu asked casually after hearing Uncle Ji's words when he came back from washing the dishes.

Shan Cen raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Uncle Ji said he wanted to take a look at the house and see how to arrange the potted plants."

Lin Lu was taken aback, "Do you want to see the guest room?"

Ji Bo laughed, "If you want to put potted plants in the guest room, you'd better take a look."

Shan Cen: "..." Is this considered a pig teammate?

Lin Lu who just received the painting in the guest room: "..."

What stupid question did he ask?

-

After drinking the soup with each other's thoughts, Shan Cen stood up, "I'll go up and change my clothes, Lin Lu, you can talk to Uncle Ji."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the two to answer, he turned and went upstairs.

Although Ji Bo will not enter the bedroom, he still has to tidy up the bedroom in advance to make it look like two people live in it, otherwise it will be easy to see the clues if he accidentally sees it.

Just as he pushed open the bedroom door, Shan Cen froze in place.

Because the things in the bedroom were exactly the same as before he left.

The dark blue sheets and quilts, the table lamps on the bedside table, and the carpet that covered the entire room have not changed.

Before going to bed at night, he likes to lie on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling windows and read a book, and wait for Lin Lu to come out of the shower, so there is a small white bookshelf by the window, and the bookshelves are all his favorite picture albums and books, but he remembers When he left, he had taken all the books away.

But now, the bookshelves are full of books he has read.

Even the open book on the sofa was the same as before he left.

Shan Cen closed the door with a bang, and walked quickly into the cloakroom.

Sure enough, half of the wardrobe he emptied had been refilled, with the same styles of shirts, T-shirts, and hoodies as he was wearing now.

He took a few steps to the bathroom door, and opened the door with a 'swish'.

Sure enough, there were two toothbrushes on the sink, and there were also two white towels hanging.

All things said, there were two occupants of this room.

He stood at the door for a while, then walked back to the cloakroom with a blank look, and opened the accessory drawer. Tie clips, watches, brooches, everything was familiar to him, but everything felt strange to him.

He grabbed a watch and sure enough he found a scratch on the strap.

Same as what he's wearing now.

If the toiletries and clothes could be duplicated and the furnishings of the room would remain the same as long as they were not moved, what about the watch?

Could it be that when he was away, Lin Lu sat here alone, scratched his watch with the same scratch, filled all the things he took away and put them back in place, like... just like he has been All the same.

Shan Cen held on to the cabinet, almost unable to stand still.

He found that his hands were trembling, and the watch fell back into the drawer with a 'click'.

It was as if a hammer had hit him hard in the heart.

He just felt his heart beating hard.

So Lin Lu just watched these things during the year he didn't know?

But why?