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Jiang Yan didn't have too much expression on his face, just stood there, his back straight and his eyes were as deep as the sea.

This is not the first time Schumann has asked questions, although each time the question is different, just like the last time, at Schumann's house, she only said that she wanted to talk to herself.

Actually, what are you talking about?

Jiang Yan knew it, but he always felt that the time was not ripe and didn't want Schumann to know, so he casually confused the past.

But this time......

Jiang Yan knew very well in his heart that Schumann's gaze was so determined and resolute at this moment, it seemed that he would not give him any chance to escape the past.

Do you want to say it?

Do you want to say it now?

Jiang Yan was a little hesitant in his heart, after all, there were many things, and he was not ready. Schumann may not be afraid, but she doesn't know what she would face if she knew everything.

Jiang Yan's brain is spinning rapidly at the moment, and he chooses to say it or not, in fact, it is to protect Schumann.

And perhaps the hesitation in his eyes was too obvious, and Schumann finally noticed it, so that before he could think about whether to say it, Schumann had already taken the lead in speaking:

"Jiang Yan!"

Her voice is not loud, but every word seems to have an irresistible force invisibly:

"Since I choose you and choose to be with you, it means that I choose everything about you.

I want the good, the bad, the light, the dark.

Maybe you want to protect me, so you keep all the secrets in your heart, but you forget whether this is what I really want.

Just like three years ago, you said goodbye, and I believe that you meant well.

But the result?

I believe that you will not be hurt less than I am.

Now we're together again, but have you ever wondered if you come back and I'm not the same person I used to be? I don't love you anymore, I'm in love with someone else, or I'm married and have children......"

It's not that Schumann hasn't thought about these things, in fact, she is also very happy now, and she is glad that the person she loves deeply is still Jiang Yan. In the same way, Jiang Yan has not changed.

But all of this, in case......

Jiang Yan knew that what she said was the truth, and he was also scared. In the past three years, he has been thinking all the time, what will he do if when he comes back and Schumann is no longer his Schumann?

Every time he thought of this, he felt as if his internal organs were in sharp pain as if they had been cut by a knife.

At this moment, Schumann said these words without hesitation, so that his almost forgotten pain was once again awakened.

He didn't wait to finish speaking, he leaned over again and sealed Schumann's lips with a kiss firmly.

He didn't want to hear it anymore!

But Schumann didn't know what Jiang Yan was thinking, and thought that he was trying to confuse her heart with such a move, just like last time.

Schumann frowned, and mercilessly pressed his hands against Jiang Yan's chest and pushed hard.

Jiang Yan was caught off guard, and was pushed by Schumann, an angular face immediately became gloomy, the sword eyebrows that flew into the sideburns were tightly locked in everything, and the black eyes were cold as if covered with a layer of frost, and he stared straight at Schumann without shying away.

Rather, dare, push him away?

Schumann's face was not very good, but in the next second, before she could speak, Jiang Yan's kiss covered again, overwhelming and irrepressible.

This time, Jiang Yan seemed to use a lot of strength, as if with punishment, tossing and grinding Schumann's lips. gnawed up. Schumann wanted to push him away, but his hands were firmly imprisoned by Jiang Yan with a big hand, unable to move.

His kiss was domineering and raging, like a storm, and slapped Schumann's heart.

Schumann tried to speak, but all the words were drowned out, and he could only make a "whine" whimper.

Gradually, Schumann felt that the oxygen in his chest began to thin, his cheeks became hot, and his brain gradually lost his mind, and it went blank.

Perhaps sensing that Schumann no longer continued to struggle, Jiang Yan's movements and strength gradually began to slow down, from the initial domineering and violent abuse, to gentle and pious.

He gently traced the shape of Schumann's lips with the tip of his tongue, feeling her softness and wetness. As everyone knows, such an action is like roasting himself on a fire.

His heart was beating faster and faster, and Jiang Yan soon felt the hidden desires and hopes in his body begin to shout.

But it's not enough, it's not enough!

Until—

The corners of his mouth seemed to taste a faint, salty wetness, and Jiang Yan's body suddenly became agitated, and a cold burst from the top of his head to the soles of his feet in an instant. Let his already lost sanity, in an instant, return to the brain.

Jiang Yan pulled his lips away from Schumann's lips, but he was reluctant to leave her too far, just so close, quietly, staring at the person in front of him.

Schumann's eyes were slightly red, and she ...... Crying!

Schumann's tears were like a hammer, hitting Jiang Yan's heart hard, he didn't want anything else at the moment, just lowered his head, kissed away the tears on Schumann's cheeks, and said softly in a low and slightly hoarse voice:

"I won't, give you, or anyone, such a chance!"

……

The sun was falling from the sky, and the blue was replaced by a leaden gray.

Schumann sat on the hospital bed, and Jiang Yan moved a chair and sat opposite her.

The atmosphere is a little awkward and weird.

Schumann lowered his head and did not look at Jiang Yan, not because he showed weakness, but because just now, she didn't know how her tears fell for no reason.

Perhaps, it has been suppressed for too long.

But Schumann knew that this time, no matter what, she had to know the answer from Jiang Yan's mouth.

Once, she chose not to ask because of respect and believed that Jiang Yan had his own hardships and reasons for not saying it. But when this affliction and reason were full of danger and protection for her, she had to know it.

Not negotiable!

Jiang Yan also knew that this time, it was impossible for him to cover up the past no matter what.

Seeing Schumann hanging his head slightly, after a while, Jiang Yan finally sighed heavily, slowly stood up, picked up the cane, and handed it to Schumann.

Schumann didn't know why, raised his head, and looked at Jiang Yan fixedly.

The corner of Jiang Yan's lips hooked:

"Let's go, I'll take you somewhere!"

Schumann was a little hesitant, although on the surface, Jiang Yan was fine, but the doctor clearly said before that he was seriously injured. And the person standing in front of her in front of her, if she remembers correctly, seems to have just come out of the intensive care unit for two days.

Such a thing, even if it is said, is a bit nonsense, and it is estimated that no one will believe it.

She wanted to be anxious to know the answer, to know the mysterious organization, to know what the world banned song had to do with Jiang Yan. But this does not mean that Jiang Yan's body can be completely ignored.

Seeing that Schumann was just looking at himself and refusing to move, Jiang Yan seemed to have guessed the concerns in Schumann's heart, and smiled lightly:

"Don't worry, I'm fine, trust me!"

It's true...... Are you alright?

Schumann was also a little skeptical, but looking at Jiang Yan's appearance......

After a pause, Schumann took the crutches and stood up.

The two quietly left the hospital and called a car, and when Jiang Yan reported the address, Schumann was still involuntarily stunned.

Because the address he gave was the same address he had lived at when he left three years ago.

Hundred Garden Villas.

Schumann knew very well that Jiang Yan's villa had been sold as early as when Jiang Yan's father died, and later because Jiang Yan was gone, she never went again.

Now Jiang Yan brought her here......

"Actually, it hasn't been sold." At that time, it was just a façade.

The things in that villa, so many people wanted, how could it be easy to sell the villa? Of course, Schumann did not know about this.

Schumann settled down, and involuntarily moved her eyebrows, she felt more and more that the fog shrouded in Jiang Yan's body seemed to be getting thicker and thicker, and it was becoming more and more unreal.

The car finally stopped in front of the Jiang family's old villa, Jiang Yan helped Schumann get out of the car, and the two entered the courtyard.

It was pitch black in the villa, and not a single light was on. The once popular and brightly lit home is no longer there.

Thinking of this, Schumann couldn't help but glance at Jiang Yan with some concern, but his face was as usual, and he didn't seem to feel so much.

Schumann settled down, watched Jiang Yan walk to the door of the villa, open the lid of the combination lock, and press a few numbers.

With a "click", the door opened, but Schumann's heart suddenly shrank for some reason.

Jiang Yan turned around and stretched out his hand towards Schumann:

"Don't you want to know the answer, come!"

Schumann looked at Jiang Yan's dark eyes, and for a moment, he put his hand on Jiang Yan's palm.

The furnishings in the villa seem to be the same as before, the sofa, the coffee table, the crystal chandelier, and even the scratches left on the corner of the table in his house when she was a child are still there.

It's just that it's already dusty and no one cares about it.

Schumann handed his hand to Jiang Yan like this, and let him lead him, through the living room, to the door of the basement, Jiang Yan let go of Schumann, walked to the door of the basement corridor, took out the key, and opened the door.

Schumann was standing behind Jiang Yan, only to feel that there seemed to be a smell of decay in the basement.

It wasn't the first time she had come to the Jiang family's old villa, and it wasn't that she didn't know the existence of this basement, but it was the first time she walked here.

Jiang Yan took Schumann and walked down the stairs slowly, in the dim basement, his voice was as low as a ghost:

"Do you remember how my mother died when she was a child?"

Schumann didn't know why Jiang Yan brought up this matter, but he still nodded instinctively.

Who knew Jiang Yan's next words, but Schumann was greatly surprised.

He said:

"Actually, my mom didn't commit suicide!"

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

Jiang Yan didn't have too much expression on his face, just stood there, his back straight and his eyes were as deep as the sea.

This is not the first time Schumann has asked questions, although each time the question is different, just like the last time, at Schumann's house, she only said that she wanted to talk to herself.

Actually, what are you talking about?

Jiang Yan knew it, but he always felt that the time was not ripe and didn't want Schumann to know, so he casually confused the past.

But this time......

Jiang Yan knew very well in his heart that Schumann's gaze was so determined and resolute at this moment, it seemed that he would not give him any chance to escape the past.

Do you want to say it?

Do you want to say it now?

Jiang Yan was a little hesitant in his heart, after all, there were many things, and he was not ready. Schumann may not be afraid, but she doesn't know what she would face if she knew everything.

Jiang Yan's brain is spinning rapidly at the moment, and he chooses to say it or not, in fact, it is to protect Schumann.

And perhaps the hesitation in his eyes was too obvious, and Schumann finally noticed it, so that before he could think about whether to say it, Schumann had already taken the lead in speaking:

"Jiang Yan!"

Her voice is not loud, but every word seems to have an irresistible force invisibly:

"Since I choose you and choose to be with you, it means that I choose everything about you.

I want the good, the bad, the light, the dark.

Maybe you want to protect me, so you keep all the secrets in your heart, but you forget whether this is what I really want.

Just like three years ago, you said goodbye, and I believe that you meant well.

But the result?

I believe that you will not be hurt less than I am.

Now we're together again, but have you ever wondered if you come back and I'm not the same person I used to be? I don't love you anymore, I'm in love with someone else, or I'm married and have children......"

It's not that Schumann hasn't thought about these things, in fact, she is also very happy now, and she is glad that the person she loves deeply is still Jiang Yan. In the same way, Jiang Yan has not changed.

But all of this, in case......

Jiang Yan knew that what she said was the truth, and he was also scared. In the past three years, he has been thinking all the time, what will he do if when he comes back and Schumann is no longer his Schumann?

Every time he thought of this, he felt as if his internal organs were in sharp pain as if they had been cut by a knife.

At this moment, Schumann said these words without hesitation, so that his almost forgotten pain was once again awakened.

He didn't wait to finish speaking, he leaned over again and sealed Schumann's lips with a kiss firmly.

He didn't want to hear it anymore!

But Schumann didn't know what Jiang Yan was thinking, and thought that he was trying to confuse her heart with such a move, just like last time.

Schumann frowned, and mercilessly pressed his hands against Jiang Yan's chest and pushed hard.

Jiang Yan was caught off guard, and was pushed by Schumann, an angular face immediately became gloomy, the sword eyebrows that flew into the sideburns were tightly locked in everything, and the black eyes were cold as if covered with a layer of frost, and he stared straight at Schumann without shying away.

Rather, dare, push him away?

Schumann's face was not very good, but in the next second, before she could speak, Jiang Yan's kiss covered again, overwhelming and irrepressible.

This time, Jiang Yan seemed to use a lot of strength, as if with punishment, tossing and grinding Schumann's lips. gnawed up. Schumann wanted to push him away, but his hands were firmly imprisoned by Jiang Yan with a big hand, unable to move.

His kiss was domineering and raging, like a storm, and slapped Schumann's heart.

Schumann tried to speak, but all the words were drowned out, and he could only make a "whine" whimper.

Gradually, Schumann felt that the oxygen in his chest began to thin, his cheeks became hot, and his brain gradually lost his mind, and it went blank.

Perhaps sensing that Schumann no longer continued to struggle, Jiang Yan's movements and strength gradually began to slow down, from the initial domineering and violent abuse, to gentle and pious.

He gently traced the shape of Schumann's lips with the tip of his tongue, feeling her softness and wetness. As everyone knows, such an action is like roasting himself on a fire.

His heart was beating faster and faster, and Jiang Yan soon felt the hidden desires and hopes in his body begin to shout.

But it's not enough, it's not enough!

Until—

The corners of his mouth seemed to taste a faint, salty wetness, and Jiang Yan's body suddenly became agitated, and a cold burst from the top of his head to the soles of his feet in an instant. Let his already lost sanity, in an instant, return to the brain.

Jiang Yan pulled his lips away from Schumann's lips, but he was reluctant to leave her too far, just so close, quietly, staring at the person in front of him.

Schumann's eyes were slightly red, and she ...... Crying!

Schumann's tears were like a hammer, hitting Jiang Yan's heart hard, he didn't want anything else at the moment, just lowered his head, kissed away the tears on Schumann's cheeks, and said softly in a low and slightly hoarse voice:

"I won't, give you, or anyone, such a chance!"

……

The sun was falling from the sky, and the blue was replaced by a leaden gray.

Schumann sat on the hospital bed, and Jiang Yan moved a chair and sat opposite her.

The atmosphere is a little awkward and weird.

Schumann lowered his head and did not look at Jiang Yan, not because he showed weakness, but because just now, she didn't know how her tears fell for no reason.

Perhaps, it has been suppressed for too long.

But Schumann knew that this time, no matter what, she had to know the answer from Jiang Yan's mouth.

Once, she chose not to ask because of respect and believed that Jiang Yan had his own hardships and reasons for not saying it. But when this affliction and reason were full of danger and protection for her, she had to know it.

Not negotiable!

Jiang Yan also knew that this time, it was impossible for him to cover up the past no matter what.

Seeing Schumann hanging his head slightly, after a while, Jiang Yan finally sighed heavily, slowly stood up, picked up the cane, and handed it to Schumann.

Schumann didn't know why, raised his head, and looked at Jiang Yan fixedly.

The corner of Jiang Yan's lips hooked:

"Let's go, I'll take you somewhere!"

Schumann was a little hesitant, although on the surface, Jiang Yan was fine, but the doctor clearly said before that he was seriously injured. And the person standing in front of her in front of her, if she remembers correctly, seems to have just come out of the intensive care unit for two days.

Such a thing, even if it is said, is a bit nonsense, and it is estimated that no one will believe it.

She wanted to be anxious to know the answer, to know the mysterious organization, to know what the world banned song had to do with Jiang Yan. But this does not mean that Jiang Yan's body can be completely ignored.

Seeing that Schumann was just looking at himself and refusing to move, Jiang Yan seemed to have guessed the concerns in Schumann's heart, and smiled lightly:

"Don't worry, I'm fine, trust me!"

It's true...... Are you alright?

Schumann was also a little skeptical, but looking at Jiang Yan's appearance......

After a pause, Schumann took the crutches and stood up.

The two quietly left the hospital and called a car, and when Jiang Yan reported the address, Schumann was still involuntarily stunned.

Because the address he gave was the same address he had lived at when he left three years ago.

Hundred Garden Villas.

Schumann knew very well that Jiang Yan's villa had been sold as early as when Jiang Yan's father died, and later because Jiang Yan was gone, she never went again.

Now Jiang Yan brought her here......

"Actually, it hasn't been sold." At that time, it was just a façade.

The things in that villa, so many people wanted, how could it be easy to sell the villa? Of course, Schumann did not know about this.

Schumann settled down, and involuntarily moved her eyebrows, she felt more and more that the fog shrouded in Jiang Yan's body seemed to be getting thicker and thicker, and it was becoming more and more unreal.

The car finally stopped in front of the Jiang family's old villa, Jiang Yan helped Schumann get out of the car, and the two entered the courtyard.

It was pitch black in the villa, and not a single light was on. The once popular and brightly lit home is no longer there.

Thinking of this, Schumann couldn't help but glance at Jiang Yan with some concern, but his face was as usual, and he didn't seem to feel so much.

Schumann settled down, watched Jiang Yan walk to the door of the villa, open the lid of the combination lock, and press a few numbers.

With a "click", the door opened, but Schumann's heart suddenly shrank for some reason.

Jiang Yan turned around and stretched out his hand towards Schumann:

"Don't you want to know the answer, come!"

Schumann looked at Jiang Yan's dark eyes, and for a moment, he put his hand on Jiang Yan's palm.

The furnishings in the villa seem to be the same as before, the sofa, the coffee table, the crystal chandelier, and even the scratches left on the corner of the table in his house when she was a child are still there.

It's just that it's already dusty and no one cares about it.

Schumann handed his hand to Jiang Yan like this, and let him lead him, through the living room, to the door of the basement, Jiang Yan let go of Schumann, walked to the door of the basement corridor, took out the key, and opened the door.

Schumann was standing behind Jiang Yan, only to feel that there seemed to be a smell of decay in the basement.

It wasn't the first time she had come to the Jiang family's old villa, and it wasn't that she didn't know the existence of this basement, but it was the first time she walked here.

Jiang Yan took Schumann and walked down the stairs slowly, in the dim basement, his voice was as low as a ghost:

"Do you remember how my mother died when she was a child?"

Schumann didn't know why Jiang Yan brought up this matter, but he still nodded instinctively.

Who knew Jiang Yan's next words, but Schumann was greatly surprised.

He said:

"Actually, my mom didn't commit suicide!"

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