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The doctors stood in the operating room, and the instrument made a "beep--" sound.

After a few seconds of silence, the attending doctor glanced at the electronic clock and announced: "Time of death, 16:23."

The isolation door opened, and the doctor came out, took off his mask and said to Meng's father, "Mr. Meng, I'm very sorry."

Father Meng was already mentally prepared. He paused when he heard the words, and said, "Her funeral...you should find my secretary first, and let me meet the child."

The little nurse standing beside hurriedly stepped forward to lead the way.

Walking to the baby room, the female doctor took Meng's father to one of the baby boxes and said, "Your baby is weaker than normal babies, but the current situation is pretty stable."

Father Meng twitched his eyebrows, and the female doctor said, "You can reach in and touch him."

Father Meng frowned, reached into the baby box, and gently touched the child's little fist with his fingertips.

The maid who took care of Lin Yuxin was at the side. She had already heard the news of the death of the mistress, and she covered her mouth and looked at the child that the wife had sacrificed her life for.

Father Meng suddenly asked, "Did you name it?"

"Ah?" The maid came to her senses, "Get up, get up, madam... I've been looking through the "Book of Songs" for a long time, and I want to name the two young masters. I chose two, but I'm afraid that the husband will not agree."

Father Meng said, "What did you choose?"

"Madam said." The maid wiped away her tears, "He who is born is called Liangren, Liang who is beautiful on a beautiful day, and who dies...is called Meng Zhi."

"Hate and hate people, rank rank German sound."

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The lake water in early spring was still cold. Meng Liangren didn't know how to swim, so he struggled a few times, and the lake water entered his mouth and nose, gradually suffocating him, his consciousness became blurred, and he allowed himself to sink.

It seems that after a long time, he didn't feel so suffocated anymore, he felt light all over, and heard someone scolding in his ear:

"Useless things!"

The voice was clear and anxious.Meng Liangren opened his eyes in a daze, and found himself standing in nothingness, with a figure that was so familiar standing in front of him.

That eyebrow, that dress, isn't that yourself?

Meng Liangren opened his eyes wide, startled, and suddenly realized that the other party was a head taller than him. He pulled his arm, touched his face, and felt that he seemed to have shrunk.

That's right, it shrunk and turned into the appearance of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old Meng Liangren.

The one in front of me...Meng Liang stared at each other, his face was his, and his clothes were also his. The two stood facing each other, like a pair of brothers who looked alike.But that demeanor seemed to be another person, just like him and his half-brothers, one with a dog's tail growing all over the mountains, and one with a bit of precious orchid grass whose leaf tip was worth more than someone's whole body.

Meng Liangren was still in a daze, but the man had already stretched out his hand and slapped him hard on the face: "Idiot! What's the use of saving that idiot, can he remember you?"

Meng Liangren was screwed back to his senses, not knowing how to explain the scene in front of him, his face was twisted so painfully.

The man was still staring at him with a cold and gloomy expression.

The two were relatively silent for a long time, but Meng Liangren couldn't bear it first, and said, "Who... are you?"

The man narrowed his eyes and didn't reply for a while.

How should he answer?He doesn't even know what he is.

He remembered that Meng Liangren had an elder brother who died before he was born, and said, "I am your elder brother."

Meng Liangren shifted his gaze to him, looked him up and down, curled his lips and said, "Nonsense, I only have two brothers, if it's true, it's just... huh?!"

Meng Liangren suddenly became agitated, and stared at this young man who was exactly like him.

He sneered and said, "Remember? Our mother and son didn't even want their lives, just to keep you. Who knew that you, a little bastard, would completely forget the person who gave birth to you and saved you!"

Meng Liangren trembled and said, "You, you, you are a ghost..."

He said, "You are also a ghost."

Meng Liangren was stunned, and murmured: "I'm a ghost?" His shoulders slowly slumped, "Am I a ghost?..."

I can't see how stupid he is, he is a young man now, with a tall stature, he reaches out and picks up Meng Liangren's back collar like a chicken.

"It's getting late, let's go."

Meng Liangren struggled subconsciously: "Where are you taking me!"

The young man glanced at him, with a real smile on his face: "Go to a good place."

"Cough cough cough..." Meng Liangren was suffocated by the tightly tightened collar, "You let... let go of me, I was strangled to death by you..."

"Heh." The young man laughed, "If you're not dead, how can you be born?"

The scene in front of me suddenly flickered, like the dizziness when falling from a high place, suddenly it seemed that thousands of years had passed, and it seemed that it was just a moment.

When Meng Liangren opened his eyes again, he only saw the white ceiling, and his forehead still hurt slightly.

This is back?

Meng Liang was overjoyed, he raised his neck and turned his head to look around, the white walls and bedding, a woman was sitting beside the bed, wiping her tears with her head down.

Meng Liangren raised his neck to look at her, always feeling that this person's figure was very familiar.

The woman wiped her tears and looked up, seeing that Meng Liangren had woken up, she couldn't help but said happily: "Fourth Young Master is awake, thank God, doesn't your forehead hurt?" As she spoke, she stood up, leaned down and adjusted the pillow for him, so that it was convenient for him Pillow.

Meng Liangren opened his eyes wide: "Aunt Gui?"

Aunt Gui responded repeatedly, and while tucking the quilt for him, she said: "Aunt Gui, go outside and call a doctor for you. The Eldest Young Master has also rushed to the hospital, and will come to see you later. Are you still feeling unwell?"

Meng Liangren murmured: "Fortunately, my forehead hurts a bit." His heart was already in turmoil. Aunt Gui used to be his mother's personal servant, but after his mother passed away, she took care of him. , this maid was the one who accompanied and took care of him the longest.

But Aunt Gui left home when he was 14 years old and married to another place.So, he is now...

Meng Liangren was dripping in one hand, and he raised the other hand. The knuckles are slender and the skin is delicate, which doesn't look like the hand of a young man in his 20s.

Aunt Gui came in with a doctor, Meng Liangren didn't say a word, and let the two doctors examine him. After the doctor confirmed that his physical condition was normal and left, he said to Aunt Gui who had sent the doctor back, "Aunt Gui, how old am I this year?"

Aunt Gui was stunned for a moment, with a look of pity on her face, and she stroked Meng Liangren's forehead with her callused hand: "Master turned 14 in April this year, why don't you remember? Sigh, master left early, The young master is busy with business and doesn't care about the family, so your birthday will be deserted, if the wife is still here..." The woman's tears flowed down again.

Meng Liangren froze after hearing the words "14 years old".

Aunt Gui just wiped away her tears, not noticing any change in his expression, and said, "Young Master will come to see you later, and you can tell me what you want to ask. not easy."

Meng Liangren nodded perfunctorily, moved his body, and said to Aunt Gui, "I want to get out of bed and take a walk."

Aunt Gui hurriedly said: "That's good, getting out of bed and recovering quickly."

With her support, Meng Liangren walked back and forth by the bed twice, and hid in the bathroom under the pretext of going to the bathroom, locked the door, turned around and stared at his own image in the mirror.

His heart was beating violently, this is... This is what he looked like when he was a child.

What about Meng Xu?Where did he go?Did that woman hurt him?If he also... Will he come back too?

Meng Liangren was taken aback for a while, but finally gathered his composure, turned around, opened the bathroom door and went out.

Aunt Gui stood by the bed, rubbed her hands, looked at him with some worry, and then at Meng Zhe who was sitting on the chair.

Meng Zhe didn't look at him, but asked, "Are there any other problems besides the scratches?"

Aunt Gui nodded: "Hey, the doctor said it might be a little scary, but the rest is fine."

Meng Zhe stood up, glanced at him and said, "Ye Hui is still trying to rescue him."

Meng Liangren was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that this was a big event when he was 14 years old. He and the eldest son of the Ye family were going to the banquet in the same car, but there was an accident on the way. Hui bears the brunt and is sent to the operating room.

On the contrary, he, except for a little blood on his forehead, has all four corners intact, and was discharged from the hospital after a day's rest.