At this time, two children playing and playing appeared in the distance, attracting Ye Qingyan's attention.

The little girl was holding a hydrogen balloon in her hand. The little boy was shorter than her and couldn't reach the balloon.

He held the little girl's arm and acted coquettishly, saying in a soft voice, "Sister, please play with the balloons for me, okay?"

"No, who told you not to hold the balloon properly and let it fly away? It's gone now."

The little boy pouted his mouth, wet and full of grievances.

"Sister, I was wrong. I will be obedient from now on. Just let me play for a while, okay?"

The little girl couldn't resist her brother's coquettishness, rubbed his head and handed him the balloon in her hand.

"Get it this time, don't lose it again, or I'll beat you up."

The little boy grinned and said, "Sister, I can't bear to part with you."

The little girl tapped his forehead and said lovingly: "You, let's go, I will take you home."

"Okay, let's go home with Sister."

Ye Qingyan watched the two siblings leave, the discomfort in her heart became more and more obvious, as if something was about to burst out of the ground.

Her breathing became rapid, and many images kept flooding into her mind. Ye Qingyan cried out in pain.

Jiang Yanjing immediately checked her condition, his eyes full of worry and panic, "Yanyan, if you feel uncomfortable again, I will take you back."

He picked up Ye Qingyan and ran to the hospital, "Yanyan, don't be afraid, I'm here and I will always be with you."

Ye Qingyan had a lot of sweat on his forehead, and his face gradually turned pale.

His vision became increasingly blurry, and he used his last strength to comfort the anxious Jiang Yanjing.

"Jiang Jiang, I may need to sleep for a while, don't worry, I'm fine..."

Ye Qingyan slowly fell into coma before she finished speaking.

Jiang Yanjing's heart sank suddenly as he looked at Ye Qingyan who had fallen asleep.

After arriving at the hospital, the doctor came to check her condition. There was nothing unusual about her. Her body and all indicators were healthy, as if she was asleep.

The doctor suggested going to a better hospital for a full-body examination. Jiang Yanjing nodded slightly. After the doctor left, he sat by the bed.

Looking at the sleeping person on the bed, he couldn't hide the gloom in his eyes, and the pain in his heart kept wrapping around him, almost suffocating him.

Yanyan, you will be fine, right?

Is it the energy of this world that is affecting you? Or did you see something else?

Jiang Yanjing leaned over and placed a kiss on Ye Qingyan's forehead and walked out of the ward.

When he reached a quiet place, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Mu Xiao, come to the hospital, she fainted."

After saying this, Jiang Yanjing hung up the phone and leaned against the wall, exuding a violent aura, as if he was isolating himself in a separate space.

His hands were clenched into fists, and the pain in his heart made it difficult for him to breathe.

He slammed his right hand against the wall, only to hear a "bang" sound, and a few drops of blood were stained on the white wall.

A tear fell from the corner of his eye, and a low sob came from his throat.

Why did his girl have to go through so much trouble?

He couldn't do anything, couldn't help her, and couldn't bear the pain for her.

Everything seemed to happen slowly after they met. He was like a disaster, bringing all the bad luck to her.

This was the case in his last life, and he had made so many changes in this life, but it seemed to no avail.

What kind of story is that part of the lost memory?

Is it Jiang Yanjing, Zhou Lanxing, or a third person.

Countless mysteries surrounded him, making him feel like he was in an abyss, filled with only endless coldness.

After a while, the phone rang again.

Jiang Yanjing stared for a few seconds, then opened his eyes and returned to the indifferent person again.

"I arrived at the hospital, but the bodyguard at the door wouldn't let me in."

"Give them the phone."

After Jiang Yanjing said a few words to the bodyguard, Mu Xiao was let in.

When Mu Xiao arrived, Jiang Yanjing had already returned to the ward.

"Where's my sister? How is she now?" Mu Xiao gasped vigorously, which showed that he rushed over immediately after receiving the call.

"Mu Xiao, I need you to tell me all the information about Mu Yan." Jiang Yanjing said coldly.

"As I said before, I have lost my memory and can't remember many things."

Mu Xiao was still a little scared. The person in front of him was not the Brother Jing in his memory. They were actually the same person.

There is not much difference in temperament, not to mention the thunderous methods. He has been dealt with many times before.

My sister sometimes protects him, but when she is not around, he is dealt with badly.

If Jiang Yanjing tried to attack him now, he would definitely not be able to defeat him.

Although he is the boss of a certain gang now, he has no intention of interacting with those gangs.

Fortunately, I have money in the card, so I won't end up living on the street.

Today, my sister suddenly fainted. There must be something wrong with her memory. Xue Tianyu said that her memory will slowly recover.

Presumably fainting was a side effect, and there was no way to solve it except to protect her.

"Mu Xiao, have you really lost your memory? You are not the same person now as you were before, am I right?"

Jiang Yanjing sketched a cold and mocking smile and stared at Mu Xiao intently.

Waiting for his quibble, or confession.

Mu Xiao took a deep breath and did not show any panic, but her eyes were full of confusion.

Like a child, simply say: "What are you talking about, I don't understand."

"Mu Xiao, stop pretending, you are not amnesiac at all, you are not the same person."

Even if one suffers from amnesia, a person's behavior and temperament are cultivated bit by bit the day after tomorrow, and cannot suddenly change due to amnesia.

The Mu Xiao in front of him and the Mu Xiao before him could be seen from their speech, behavior and temperament that they were not the same person.

Are there really people who look exactly the same in the world?

No, there's nothing wrong with this body, it's the inner soul that's problematic.

Mu Xiao, who was the first to appear, was more like a friend than a brother and sister when getting along with Ye Qingyan. That body did not match the inner soul.

No wonder he always felt that the person was strange when he saw Mu Xiao, because his soul was not his own.

Mu Xiao is herself now, she looks a bit stupid and not very smart.

Mu Xiao was surprised for a moment, then laughed softly and found a place to sit down casually.

"I didn't expect you to guess it so quickly. You are still as smart as ever. No wonder my sister likes you."

"Yanyan said before that she dreamed of some scenes that did not belong to her. It was not the story of Ye Qingyan and Mu Yan, but another person. She is slowly recovering her memory. Coupled with the instability of the world and the impact of energy, She fainted when her body couldn't bear it, right?"

Mu Xiao sighed, "Brother Jing, you are still as smart as ever. You can guess so much just by looking at the details."

Scary smart.

These are all his guesses, and the real memories have not yet been restored.

Jiang Yanjing, who has recovered his memory, may be even more frightening.

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