[Comprehensive] System, please don't die again

He really wasn't him, looking at those eyes, Xiu Jin confirmed it.

I don't know where the fairy and demon spirit came from, and they paid attention to this dirty body, and those beautiful eyes were really stained by that skin.

However, if it's him, then it doesn't matter if he replaces him.

"Sir, if you can't remember everything for the time being, how about living here temporarily? Although this place is noisy, it's not a good place to hide in the city," Xiujin stood up, bowed respectfully, and said solemnly He said meaningfully, "After all, this body is not an innocent and ordinary person. If there is a slight mistake, the husband will also be implicated. Maybe the husband is not afraid, but it is better to be careful."

"In this way, there will be little brother Lao." With a childish voice, Liang Meng determined the age of the people around him.

That's right, I don't have any memory of my body for the time being. Looking at this child, Liang Meng doesn't seem to be a small family.

Although I don't know why the child's attitude towards him is a bit strange, maybe it's just that the child has made up some weird things in his head, but judging from the current situation, it is indeed moving in a direction that is beneficial to him.

So, does it mean that this is still believable for the time being?

If you can't get the associated memory, staying here temporarily is also a good choice.

After all, it is not a wise decision to let a blind man with no memory run around in an unfamiliar place.

Yes, this body, Liang Meng, is blind, although at first, because of panic, he thought that the darkness was only because the lights were not turned on.

But after such a long time, the eyes are still pitch-black, and the people around him are talking to him freely, then, no matter how stupid the person is, he should realize that the problem lies with himself.

Judging from the way he needed to turn on the lights at the beginning, he himself, Chen Gongsheng himself, should be normal.

But except for the beginning, he adapted perfectly to the dark environment without a trace of restlessness. In other words, Liang Meng should have been blind since a long time ago.

That's why he was able to adapt so quickly to the self occupying his body without feeling it. In any case, he was the one who was blind now.

"Anyway, I gave you the money. You can stay as long as you want." Xiujin was still looking at those dull and beautiful eyes, almost obsessed, he thought, he was really infatuated with those eyes.

Liang Meng moved his body uncomfortably, his dark gaze made him unable to control the emotions of the people around him, "Little brother, can you pour me a cup of tea, and then tell me about me, okay?"

Holding hot tea, Liang Meng was completely satisfied listening to the refreshing and delicate Zheng Taiyin of the people around him, although the meaning of those words really gave him a headache, a stomach ache, and a pain all over his body.

Although Liang Meng thought that he might be a dude, he never expected that the truth was more troublesome than he imagined.

Xiujin did not sit on the soft couch, but sat in front of Liang Meng on a short embroidered pier. The short embroidered pier made Xiujin, who was not tall at all, look up at Liang Meng, obviously so uncomfortable However, he happily began to tell what he knew about Liang Meng.

"Speaking of Liang Meng, Mr. Liang, let's talk about Prince Ping's mansion first. The owner of Prince Ping's mansion, Lord Ping, is the younger brother of the same mother and compatriot. The second son of Prince Ping's mansion, Mr. Liang is both the second son and the youngest son. He has his elder brother, the young prince Liang Kong, and his elder sister Liang Mi, the princess Minshu." Said Xiujin sighed, "It can be said that Mr. Liang It’s because he is loved in every way, but unfortunately, maybe God just can’t see such a happy person.”

"During a royal hunting, for some reason, an assassin appeared in the heavily guarded hunting ground. Mr. Liang, who was still a young child at that time, blocked the feather arrow that was shot at Jinshang with his own body. Coincidentally, Quenching The poisonous feather arrow hit Mr. Liang's eyes. Although many imperial doctors were summoned today, they only saved Mr. Liang's life, and his eyes were completely useless. But there were gains and losses, and Liang The young master lost his eyes, but got the favor of the present, it can be said that the scenery is infinite, even the princes and grandchildren can't match it."

"Sad and hateful Mr. Liang, he has completely turned into a rascal and dandy who oppresses the people and does all kinds of evil."

Xiu Jin said lightly, but it couldn't conceal the deep hatred in it. It can be seen that what Mr. Liang has done is definitely more than just a light word.

Liang Meng didn't say anything about it. Poor people must have something to hate, and hateful people must have something to be pitiful. People who have nothing to do with this can't say anything about sympathy or hatred.

Raising her hand, touching it in front of her, she felt the smooth hair, without waiting for him to look for it, Xiu Jin automatically put her head under his palm, "Sorry." Not for anything else, just to remind you Bad things.

Xiu Jin rubbed the palm of her head greedily, trying to absorb more heat. It's not that there are no such gentle people, but such gentle people will never stay for someone like him, and it's not something he can expect.

"It's not the mister's fault." It should be said that it was the mister who saved him.

Withdrawing his hand uncomfortably, Liang Meng once again felt this man's strange attitude. Although pretending to be amnesia should be a failure, isn't he afraid that he is a lonely ghost?If you don't say anything without fear, why is your attitude so weird?

"By the way, after talking for so long, I still don't know the name of my little brother."

Although the leaving of the palm made Xiu Jin feel a little bit disappointed, but after all, life has just begun, and he is still with him, "Xiu Jin, sir, just call me Xiu Jin."

"Xiujin? I don't know which xiu and which jin it is?" Liang Meng's voice was actually not particularly clear. Compared to his age, it was a bit hoarse, but when he spoke slowly and in a low voice, it was especially gentle and tender. It seems to wrap people around in circles, making people fascinated by it.

The same voice came out from Mr.'s mouth, but it was so pleasant, Xiu Jin didn't know how to describe it, but if it was a river, he would rather drown in it.

"It is the embroidered brocade with the heart of embroidered brocade."

"Embroidered brocade! Embroidered belt with acacia knots, brocade clothes with Li Wen. Feelings enter the night moon, smile out of the morning clouds. It really is a good name." While thinking, a poem that is very suitable for the occasion popped out of his head. Naturally, Liang Meng read it out.

Liang Meng couldn't see that when he praised Xiujin's name, Xiujin blushed.

It's not that no one has written poems for him, as the red-card waiter of Youhanlou, Xiu Jin had countless guests, and among them there were talented people, who played or competed, and also did a lot for him.

But it was never as good as Mr.'s poems, which made him feel ashamed. Perhaps it was because he knew that Mr. was not a man in the mortal world, and he was the only one. Therefore, every move of Mr. was particularly touching to him, even if , with the body of a man whom he hates.

Time passed quickly in the chat, and it was noon in a while.

"Young Master Liang, are you still dining in the house today?" The servant asked from outside the house.

No need to think about it, Liang Meng also knew that he probably couldn't leave behind closed doors, but he didn't know where this was?

"Bring it in and tell the people below that Young Master is also resting here today, let them go back on their own. When Young Master wants to go back, he will naturally order someone to call them."

Although Liang Meng didn't know what it meant, he also knew that Xiujin would not hurt him, so when the servant asked, he nodded in acquiescence.

Several days passed.

Liang Meng began to slowly remember many things, although most of them were just unimportant daily memories, but it was a good development. At least, he knew his current life, which could be expressed in one word.

House.

Yes, home.

After all, how rich life can be for a blind person, especially a blind person with amnesia in ancient times.

Every day, besides chatting with Xiu Jin, Liang Meng listened to him playing the piano and singing, or talked about what happened outside. Sometimes, when he got excited, he would let Xiu Jin hold his hand and write and draw. I don't know what the hell I wrote.

If it's just like this, apart from some inconveniences, life is still quite happy.

"Sir, sir."

When Xiu Jin's urgent call came, Liang Meng was sitting by the coffee table, making tea quietly. Maybe he is indeed blind now, but as long as he has a little patience, he can also understand every bit of the room.

Even, compared to some people with eyes, they have a clear understanding of the furnishings in this room.

Turning to the direction of the voice, gently raised the corners of her lips, her eyes were filled with deep softness, "You came back just in time, I just made tea, come and have a drink, how about calming down."

As he spoke, he took the teacup on the table firmly with his empty hand, tilted his other hand, and the clear tea slowly flowed into the cup.

Xiu Jin, who was still in such a panic, slowly settled down in his steady and deep voice, he thought, why be afraid, with Mr., any difficulty will not trouble Mr. So, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Now that she has regained her composure, Xiu Jin is not in a hurry anymore, and sits on Liang Meng's lower left hand, and leisurely picks up the teacup to taste, "The tea made by Mr. is indeed much lighter and more refreshing than other people's."

"Slick tongue, be careful to let the tea master Miaoqian hear, and never give you his secret Ruhuan tea again."

"Oh, I can't do it, I can't do it at all." Hearing this, Xiu Jin hurriedly begged for mercy, "Sir, I was wrong, I was wrong, you must not reveal it, if Miaoqian hears it, If he doesn't give me tea again, I will lose one of my life's great pursuits."

"Okay, okay, it's just a cup of tea, but it's an exaggeration for you to call it a rare treasure."

The more he gets along with him, the more Liang Meng realizes that the stability at the beginning is a joke, and the real Xiujin is just a naughty child.

However, that's right, 16 years old is like a flowery age.

If in modern times, such a child is still playing like a baby under the care of his parents, here, he has already given everything for his life.