Chapter 428 The Return
"What is this place?"

"Christon Studio, it seems that there is a foreign female pianist giving a concert here... Dad, where are you going?"

Seeing their father running past, Lan Miao and Tong Zhe exchanged glances and followed suit.

Tong Junhao felt that everything was not accidental, and the familiar melody was not accidental.

When he rushed into the lofty studio on a thousand steps, he just heard thunderous applause and that special voice, "Ruqing, to all lovers."

Standing outside the tall studio door, Tong Junhao's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he suddenly felt some unspeakable timidity, what if the person inside was not the person he imagined?What if all this was his hallucination?
"Dad, what's the matter?" Tong Zhe watched Tong Junhao's outstretched hand retract a little bit, and asked curiously.

Tong Junhao stared blankly at the door in front of him, not knowing whether to retreat or move forward, the door suddenly opened.

The long corridor was covered with a bright red carpet, and sitting in front of a section of the white piano on the red carpet was someone he had been thinking about day and night!

"Mummy!"

"Mummy!"

Lan Miao and Tong Zhe spoke in unison, obviously shocked too.

However, the girl didn't raise her head, her hands were kept on the keys, her slender hands were lightly raised, and the brisk melody sounded again.

"No." Tong Junhao shook his head and stepped back. The person sitting there must not be his wife, definitely not.

The bright smile on Lan Jin's face has long since disappeared. Lan Jin doesn't know how to wear dresses that reveal her arms, and there is a scar more than ten centimeters long on Lan Jin's arm.

This girl, neither.

"I would like to dedicate this song to my lover. The name of this song is "Tathagata"."

The music was melodious, and Tong Junhao's steps subconsciously stopped. He could never forget the voice that haunted him in his dreams.

Lan Miao and Tong Zhe were stunned for a long time, looking at the person sitting in front of the piano quietly, but they couldn't determine who that person was, their mother, or another woman who just looked similar.

At the end of the piece, the applause sounded again, and Lan Miao felt that this was really a successful concert.

The stream of people slowly came out from the inside, passed by the three of them, and there were only four of them left in the huge venue.

Lan Miao walked in slowly, looked at her, "You..."

"Miaomiao, you and Tong Zhe go back first." Tong Junhao said.

"But……"

"Go back first, you will know when it is time for you to know."

Tong Zhe took Lan Miao's hand and walked back. Tong Junhao stood outside the door, quietly looking at the person in white gauze sitting in front of the piano, as delicate as a white hibiscus flower.

He forgot how he was able to walk in front of her step by step, and he just looked at her quietly without blinking his eyes.

"Is that you?" He couldn't speak in his hoarse voice.

Hearing this, the girl sitting on the piano suddenly smiled, and slowly stretched out her hand towards him, "Sorry, I'm late."

There is no need to speak anymore, no need to speak anymore, before Tong Junhao could react, he had already rushed over and hugged her into his arms.

How could he doubt her, how could he forget her voice, how could he forget her melody?
Lan Jin couldn't bear being held in his arms, but she didn't push him away. She knew that this man was just too excited.

"Go, come home with me." Tong Junhao dragged her out, his steps were messy as if something was chasing after him non-stop.

Lan Jin pursed her lips and smiled, and quickened her pace to keep up.

When a car was stopped on the side of the road, Tong Junhao pulled Lan Jin over and stuffed her in. It was only a few hundred meters away, but he wanted to take the car. Lan Jin was a little dumbfounded.

Two little guys muttered from outside the door, "That's right, what kind of plane is Mommy doing?"

Tong Zhe poked her forehead, "Are you sure you don't know?"

"I swear." Lan Miao raised her hand.

"It's strange to believe you." Tong Zhe didn't believe it, and the two of them watched the two voices quickly get into the car and leave, with surprise in their panicked steps.

As soon as he turned his head, Tong Zhe saw Lan Miao muttering something, and he couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"

"Pray for Sugar."

"pray?"

"I have a hunch that we won't see them in three days, and it's time for Sugar's tricks to die."

"..."

Along the way, Tong Junhao didn't let go of Lan Jin's hand, he was as nervous as a little boy who just ate a forbidden fruit.

As soon as he entered the door, he pushed the blue hibiscus against the door, pressed her hard, and put his ears on her chest. The regular heartbeat seemed to be much better than before. He looked at his arm again, although he didn't dare to hold it tightly. But thinking of her natural appearance when she played the piano, she wanted to ask, but her lips were trembling all the time and she didn't dare to ask anything.

Lan Jin smiled and put her arms around his neck, "It's all good."

One sentence seemed to be an amnesty order, and Tong Junhao's lips were pressed down. With three years of endless thoughts, mixed with the thoughts of punishment, Tong Junhao picked her up and walked upstairs.

The moment she was pushed into the bed, Lan Jin deeply felt that this time she really played too big!
As Lan Miao said, they didn't see Tong Junhao and Lan Jin for three consecutive days.

After hearing Lan Jin's words "It's all good", Tong Junhao ruthlessly made up for all the misses she owed for three years. Except for eating, the rest of the time for the two of them was basically spent in bed .

In the end, if Lan Jin didn't beg for mercy again and again, I'm afraid I won't be able to see the sun for a week.

"Tell me what's going on?"

On the bed, Tong Junhao hugged her from behind, clasping her hands tightly with his hands, he felt that he was clicked when his fingers interlocked, and after looking again and again, he realized that it was the ring that he and Lan Jin married.

Pushing the ring back a little bit, Tong Junhao found a very obvious white mark. It seems that the ring has been worn on her hand for several years.

Lan Jin smiled slightly, and didn't want to mention it, "There's nothing to say."

Tong Junhao lowered his head and kissed her back, his voice became hoarse again unknowingly, "I want to know."

Lan Jin pursed her lips, "Actually, it's nothing. You don't know what my body looked like at that time. I might die at any time. That time was indeed a bit dangerous. During the operation, I suddenly thought, just let me die like this." Well, maybe you can all have a better life, so..."

"So you died?" Tong Junhao interrupted her angrily.

Lan Jin stuck out her tongue and nodded, "You should also understand the situation at that time. The doctor can't do anything about my condition, but Dr. Poole has just researched a medicine similar to suspended animation. I asked him to replace it after the operation. I got the injection, and then went abroad, I thought that one day I would die on the operating table, but, unexpectedly, I could see you again."

She turned around and took the initiative to kiss his lips.

——END
(End of this chapter)

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