He really wasn't him, looking at those eyes, Xiujin confirmed.

I don't know where the fairy demon came from, and they favored this dirty body, and they were really defiled by the skin that defiled those beautiful eyes.

However, if it is him, then why not be replaced by him.

"Sir, if you can't remember everything for a while, why don't you stay here for a while? Although this place is troublesome, it is not a good place to hide in the city," Xiujin stood up, bowed respectfully, and said solemnly and meaningfully, "After all, this body is not an innocent ordinary family, if there is a slight mistake, Mr. will also be implicated, maybe Mr. is not afraid, but it is better to be careful." ”

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

Also, he has no physical memory for the time being, looking at this child, Liang Meng doesn't seem to be a small family, and he is still a king and grandson.

Although I don't know why this kid's attitude towards him is a little strange, maybe it's just that this kid has made up something strange in his brain, but judging from the current situation, it is indeed in the direction of his favor.

So, does it mean that this is still temporary or can be believed?

If you can't get the associated memories, it's a good idea to stay here for a while.

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

Yes, this body, Liang Meng, is a blind man, although at first he was flustered, thinking that the darkness was only because the lights were not turned on.

But for such a long time, it is still dark in front of him, and the people around him are talking to him freely, so no matter how stupid people are, they should react, the problem is their own.

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

But except for the beginning, he adapted to the dark environment perfectly, without a trace of restlessness, that is, Liang Meng should have been blind from a very early age.

That's why he can make himself who occupies his body adapt so quickly but is unconscious, no matter what, he is blind now.

"Anyway, the money was given, and the gentleman can live as long as he wants." Xiujin still looked at the beautiful eyes that had no luster, almost obsessed, and he thought that he was really infatuated with those eyes.

Liang Meng moved his body a little uneasily, and his dark gaze made him really uncertain about 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 the hot tea, Liang Meng listened to the refreshing and delicate Zhengtai sound of the people around him, and was satisfied, although the meaning of that sentence really made him feel a headache, stomach ache, and body ache.

Although Liang Meng thought that he might be a gentleman, he never expected that the real one would be more than he imagined, which made him worry about it.

Xiujin did not sit on the soft couch, but there was a low embroidery pier, sitting in front of Liang Meng, the short embroidery pier made the already not tall Xiujin look up at Liang Meng, obviously such an uncomfortable posture, but he happily began to tell what he knew about Liang Meng.

"Speaking of Liang Meng, Liang Gongzi then first has to say Ping Wangfu, the owner of Ping Wangfu is the younger brother of today's mother's compatriots, and he is also the only prince who is alive to be crowned when he ascends the throne, and Liang Gongzi is the second son of Ping Wangfu, Liang Gongzi is both the second son and the youngest son, and there is a brother-in-law, the little prince Liang Kong, and his sister Liang Mi, the lord of Minshu County." Speaking of this embroidered brocade sighed, "It can be said that Liang Gongzi is loved by thousands of pampered people, but unfortunately, maybe God just can't see such a happy person." ”

"In a royal hunt, somehow, there was an assassin in the hunting ground with strong handles, Liang Gongzi, who was still a child at the time, blocked the feather arrow shot at Jinshang with his own body, and coincidentally, the feather arrow with huge poison was shot in the eye of Liang Gongzi, although many imperial doctors were summoned immediately, but it only saved Liang Gongzi's life, a pair of eyes, which was completely wasted. But there are gains and losses, Liang Gongzi lost his eyes, but he got the favor of today, which can be described as infinitely beautiful, and even the princes and grandsons cannot be compared. ”

"The pathetic and hateful Liang Gongzi has completely become a scoundrel who oppresses the people and does all kinds of evil."

Xiujin said lightly, but it couldn't hide the deep hatred in it, it can be seen that what Liang Gongzi did was more than just that fluttering sentence.

Liang Meng did not say anything about this, the poor must have something to hate, the hateful person must have something to be pitiful, and people who have nothing to do with it really can't say words of sympathy or hatred.

Raising his hand, he touched it in front of him, felt the smooth hair, and without waiting for him to look for it, Xiujin had automatically stretched his head under his palm, "I'm sorry." "Not for anything else, just to remind you of bad things.

Xiujin rubbed the palm on the top of his head, trying to absorb more heat, not that there is no such gentle person, but such a gentle person will never stay for a person like him, and it is not something he can ask for.

"It's not sir's fault." It should be said that it was Mr. who was saving him.

Withdrawing his hand uncomfortably, Liang Meng felt this person's strange attitude again, although pretending to have amnesia should have failed, but wasn't he afraid of what kind of lonely ghost he was? There is no fear and no talking, why is the attitude so weird?

"By the way, I've been talking about it for so long, but I still don't know the name of the little brother."

Although the departure of the palm of the hand made Xiujin a little lost, after all, the days had just begun, and the people were still with him, "Xiujin, Mr. called me to embroider brocade." ”

“xiujin？ I don't know which xiu which jin? Liang Meng's voice is actually not particularly clear, compared to his age, it is really a little sandy and a little dumb, but when he speaks slowly and in a low voice, it is particularly gentle and delicate, as if he is wrapped in a circle, which makes people intoxicated.

The same voice, spat out from the mouth of the gentleman, but it was so good, Xiujin didn't know how to describe it, but if it was a river, he would rather drown in it.

"It's the brocade of the brocade."

"Embroidered brocade! Embroidered ribbon and acacia knot, brocade clothes and Liwen. Nostalgia into the night moon, smiling out of the clouds. Sure enough, a good name. Thinking, a poem that was very appropriate for the moment popped out of his head, and naturally, Liang Meng read it out.

Liang Meng couldn't see it, and when he praised the name of Xiujin, Xiujin blushed with shame.

It's not that no one has done poems for him, Xiujin is a red-card waiter in Youhanlou, and there are countless guests in the scene, among whom there are talented people, or frolicking, or comparing, and they have also done a lot for him.

But it was never as embarrassing as Mr.'s poems, perhaps because he knew that Mr. was not a mortal person, but he was the only one, so Mr.'s every move seemed to him to be particularly exciting, even if it was with the body of a person he hated.

Time flew by in small talk, and in a short time it was noon.

"Liang Gongzi, are you still dining in the house today?" Outside the house, there was an inquiry from the waiter.

Don't think about it, Liang Meng also knows that he can't get out of the door normally, but he doesn't know where this is?

"Come in, tell the following, Gongzi is also here today, let them go back on their own first, when Gongzi wants to go back, he will naturally order someone to summon them."

Although Liang Meng didn't know what he meant, he also knew that embroidered brocade would not hurt him, so when the waiter asked, he nodded and acquiesced.

A few 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 that his current life could be expressed in one word.

Residence.

Yes, otaku.

After all, how rich can the life of a blind person be, especially an amnesiac blind person in ancient times.

Every day, in addition to chatting with Xiujin, Liang Meng listened to him play the piano and sing, or talk about what was happening outside, and sometimes when he rose, he would let Xiujin hold his hand and write and paint, although he didn't know what he wrote, and he didn't know what he was writing about.

If that's all it takes, life is quite enjoyable without some inconveniences.

"Sir, sir."

When Xiujin's urgent call came, Liang Meng was sitting at the coffee table, quietly making tea, maybe he was indeed blind now, but as long as he was a little patient, he could also understand every detail of the room.

Even, more than some people with eyes, they have to know the furnishings of this room very well.

Turning to the direction of the voice, the corners of his lips were gently hooked, and a pair of eyes that were obviously godless were permeated with deep softness, "It just so happened that you came back, I happened to make tea, come and drink a cup, and calm down." ”

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

The brocade that was still so flustered slowly settled down in a steady and deep voice, and he thought, why be afraid, with Mr. here, no difficulty can be difficult for Mr., so, what is there to be afraid of.

Now that he has made up his mind, Xiujin is not in a hurry, he sat down on Liang Meng's left hand, and leisurely picked up the teacup and tasted it, "The tea brewed by Mr. is really much lighter and more refreshing than others." ”

"Flim tongue, be careful to let Miaoqian Tea Master hear, and never give you his secret Phantom Tea again."

"Oh, I can't help it, I can't help it," Hearing this, Xiujin hurriedly begged for mercy, "Sir, I was wrong, I was wrong, you must not reveal it, if you let Miaoqian hear it, if he doesn't give me tea, I will lose a major pursuit in life." ”

"Okay, okay, it's just a cup of tea, but you said it's a treasure, it's really an exaggeration."

The more he got along with it, the more Liang Meng found that the steadiness at the beginning was a joke at all, and the real embroidery brocade was just a naughty child.

However, yes, sixteen years old is the same age as a flower and a bone.

If in modern times, such a child is still coquettish and frolicking under the care of his parents, here, he has given everything for his life. 166 Reading Network