"Crackle."
The heater beside the bed made a sound, waking the person lying on the bed. Li Jinzhi sat up abruptly and felt a splitting headache.
What entered his eyes was a dark red jade bed, a green gauze bed curtain, and a vintage coffin by the window.
Where was this?
The memories before he lost consciousness began to come back. He looked around and realized that he was still holding onto a hand. The pale skin was contrasted with the bruises on it.
Li Jinzhi let go of her hand abruptly and felt a little guilty. The bruises were caused by him.
He was surprised to find that his arm seemed to be much shorter. He narrowed his eyes and a thought came to his mind.
Before he could figure out what was going on and before he could look at the owner of the hand, a young girl threw herself at the bedside and almost knocked over the heater beside the bed.
"Brother Jingzhi, you kept holding onto this cheap slave's hand. Several people couldn't pull you away." The delicate female voice was crisp and moving, but at this time, she was sobbing. "It was so dangerous. Sisi was so worried. If I didn't save you …"
Jingzhi? Cheap slave? She saved me?
Li Jinzhi caught a few key words and frowned. He didn't say anything to comfort the crying girl. Instead, he slowly digested the only information he had.
This name was inexplicably familiar. Hahaha.
Li Jinzhi unconsciously frowned and put down the faintly rising uneasiness in his heart. He turned his attention back to the owner of the hand beside the bed.
He was really thin. His deeply sunken cheeks and eyes were clear signs of the young man's situation.
Was he a cheap slave?
"You, you're awake." His voice was hoarse and broken due to his illness. It sounded like a worn-out blower and was a little cramped.
Li Jinzhi only then noticed that the other party's cheeks were sickly red. His watery eyes were bloodshot and his thin body was wearing a half-dry short gown.
His body was in a terrible state.
Li Jinzhi pulled him up from the wet and cold floor. He tore off the other party's flimsy short gown and frowned at the other party's trousers. He said coldly, "Take it off."
The young man looked at him uneasily. He shrank back but didn't move.
Li Jinzhi couldn't care about anything else. The other party's condition was very bad. Just thinking about how this happened because of him made him feel extremely guilty.
He lifted the blanket and forcefully pulled the young man over with one hand.
The young man was already thin and abnormally weak due to his illness. He almost fell into the blanket when he was pulled. The other party didn't seem to have time to react. Li Jinzhi pulled his pants off his body and stuffed him under the blanket.
"Ah! Big Brother Jinzhi, how could you let this bastard sleep in your bed! "The weeping young girl seemed to have suddenly woken up. She stood up and spoke like this.
As soon as the girl who called herself Sisi finished speaking, Li Jinzhi felt the person lying beside him shudder imperceptibly, as if she wanted to lift the covers and leave, but he held her down.
He turned his head and glanced at the young girl with delicate facial features. His eyes flashed with disgust. Bastard!
"Do you have medicine?" His tone was cold as he ignored the aggrieved look on Sisi's face. "Can I trouble you to get the medicine for me?"
The young woman's eyes kept darting between the young man and Li Jinzhi. Finally, she bit her lip and ran out of the room angrily.
Jingzhi, Sisi, the hand that had shrunk several times, the encounter in the ice cave, and the antique room. Li Jinzhi vaguely had a guess.
The room was very quiet. Li Jinzhi's bare back was poked by a finger. When he looked down, he saw the young man curled up uncomfortably under the blanket and looking at him with reddened eyes. He seemed to be worried about something.
"Do you hate that I'm a bastard?" the young man asked hesitantly. His eyes were fixed on Li Jinzhi's pupils as if he was looking for something.
Li Jinzhi sensed that the young man's body suddenly tensed up. He said gently, "No, she's very impolite." He paused and stared at the young man's bright eyes. "Don't call yourself a bastard. If you want others to respect you, you have to respect yourself first. What's your name?"
The young man's tense body relaxed slightly because of Li Jinzhi's words. "I-I only know that my mother's surname is Ye. I don't have a name and I don't have a father." Veins appeared on his hand as he gripped the corner of the blanket.
He was called a bastard even though he didn't have a father. It was very similar to his experience. Li Jinzhi looked down and was about to say something when his heart skipped a beat.
My mother's surname is Ye Cheng. "
The young man beside him sat up and said in a trembling voice, "Are you … are you giving me a name?"
“”？？
Li Jinzhi turned his head in a daze. He was puzzled. He suddenly thought of the villain with the surname Ye. What was the meaning of giving him a name?
Young man, thinking too much is an illness. In medicine, it's called brain-filling. It needs to be treated!
"No." Li Jinzhi wanted to deny it, but when he saw the joy on the young man's face, his heart inexplicably tightened. The words that came to his mouth became, "It's nothing. As long as you like it." No one knew how blissful it was when someone was willing to give you a name.
Unfortunately, his name was given by himself.
As for Ye Cheng, the maniac who exploded chrysanthemum.
Well, anyway, his savior died in the original novel. It shouldn't be a problem to have the same name, right? Would it be okay?
Moreover, it might not be the book.
Li Jinzhi comforted himself for a long time. He didn't look at the young man beside him who was wild with joy. Naturally, he didn't see the doubt and vigilance in his eyes.
"Do you know my surname?" His voice was so soft that it sounded like he was talking to himself. There was a slight tremble in his voice.
The young man beside him heard it. "Ji Yu City's Li Family Fort. Young Master's surname is naturally Li."
“”
Li Jinzhi couldn't help but grip the blanket tightly. Li Family, Jingzhi, Li Jinzhi.
Shock intertwined with astonishment. Although he had some guesses, Li Jinzhi was still so shocked that he couldn't speak. He took a few deep breaths. When he opened his eyes again, he had already figured out many things.
He had to look forward. Since he was already here, it wasn't realistic for him to die and go back. Moreover, he had nothing to worry about in that world. He didn't need to worry that anyone would worry about him going missing.
However, in most book transmigrations, the protagonist would transmigrate into the villain or the supporting male character. Then, he would immediately fight with the male protagonist for resources, women, and everything else?! He had directly snatched the male protagonist's body. Was he really a man?!
However, it felt good to go to the BB to get things and hold the script.
Wait, he seemed to have forgotten something.
Li Jinzhi paused. He suddenly remembered that ridiculous ending. The male protagonist became cannon fodder, and the female protagonist became the male villain. If this was the ending, then would the female protagonist he met in the future still be the male villain, Ye Cheng?
Moreover, which plot had he transmigrated to?
He began to quickly recall the protagonist's experience. Suddenly, a plot popped up in his mind.
Jingzhi, the youngest son of the Li Family, was fifteen years old when he went out to play with his cousin, Hu Sisi. He fell into the ice cave of Heart Infant Lake and was rescued by a slave.
Hu Sisi was greedy for credit. She pushed the slave into the ice cave and lied that she had saved Li Jinzhi.
It was also this plot that caused the character of Hu Sisi to be criticized. Li Jinzhi hated her very much. Because when she did this, she was only twelve years old. She was as beautiful as a flower and had a vicious heart.
In the end, Hu Sisi died in the hands of Ye Cheng, but Li Jinzhi didn't feel that it was a pity.
Li Jinzhi suddenly turned his head to look at the thin and weak boy beside him. This boy should be the slave who was pushed into the ice cave again, right? In the subsequent plot, this thin and haggard boy never appeared again.
If he hadn't grabbed the boy's wrist before he fainted, he was afraid that the boy would be dead now.
A small action changed a person's fate. The reality of transmigration spread in the bottom of his heart. Li Jinzhi was forced to accept the fact that he was already the male protagonist, Li Jinzhi.
"What's wrong?" Ye Cheng looked at Li Jinzhi carefully. He seemed to be afraid of his eyes. "You, do you regret giving me a name?"
"No, no," Li Jinzhi said, "Do you still feel uncomfortable?" He felt a little depressed.
"No, I don't feel uncomfortable. I'm just dizzy and very hot." Ye Cheng was asked about his physical condition. He twisted his body uncomfortably. "I want to go outside the room. It's cooler there." In the end, Li Jinzhi stared at him and he didn't say anything.
"In your current physical condition, being cold will make your condition worse." Li Jinzhi said with a frown.
"Knock knock." There was a knock on the door. "Jingzhi, are you asleep?" The gentle voice did not fluctuate.
Li Jinzhi sat up with one hand supporting his body. "I'm not asleep." He knew who came in. It was the main wife of the Li family's side branch, the protagonist's official mother, Mrs. Liu.
He read the novel very carefully. His memory was good since he was a child. Although he couldn't have a photographic memory, he still remembered the characters and plots hundreds of chapters ago.
"Creak." The wooden door was pushed open, and Madam Liu came in with a bowl of medicinal soup. "Ai, Sisi already told me. Look at you, how could you be so careless? If Sisi didn't save you at that time, you would have died! Who is this! "The gentle tone was broken by a sharp scream.
Mrs. Liu quickly put down the tray in her hand and walked to the bedside with small steps. "How can you be so unruly! You actually climbed into the young master's bed. Stupid slave, quickly get down! "
"I was the one who asked him to come up." Li Jinzhi raised his chin and narrowed his eyes at Mrs. Liu. "I don't know what Hu Sisi told you, but he was indeed the one who saved me. Father always talks about repaying kindness, isn't that right? Mother. "
Mrs. Liu was stunned. She couldn't figure out how the usually quiet boy became so eloquent. However, she quickly recovered and frowned as she looked at the thin and timid boy. "I believe Sisi. She said that you fainted when you were saved. How could she know who saved you?"
Li Jinzhi lowered his eyelids and covered his gloomy eyes. His voice was cold. "I won't go so far as to recognize the wrong person. If Sisi has hands like this person, I will believe her." After he finished speaking, he pulled Ye Cheng's hand out of the quilt and placed it on the quilt.
He frowned. Ye Cheng's hand was frighteningly hot.
Mrs. Liu looked at the frightening hand, opened her mouth, and turned her head away. "I'm here to bring you medicine. Your father asked you to look for him after you're comfortable." Mrs. Liu frowned and looked at the two people on the bed. In the end, she didn't care anymore. She said, "You, rest first. Remember to take your medicine." Then, she hurried out the door.
Li Jinzhi stared at the door and couldn't help but recall the situation of the second son of the Li family. After his mother died, he was raised by his wet nurse until he reached adulthood. His father didn't like him.
It had been a long time since his accident, but Li Jinzhi's father never appeared. Mrs. Liu's words clearly indicated that Li Jinzhi's father knew about his son's accident.
He really didn't like him.
Li Jinzhi's mouth twitched. His mouth was full of bitterness. This was probably one of the reasons why he liked this book.
Look, they had the same name and such similar experiences.
He had no parents and grew up in an orphanage. Li Jinzhi had no parents, but having a father was better than not having one.
Li Jinzhi was stunned when his hand was suddenly held. He looked down at the young man and asked silently.
"Don't, don't be sad." The young man frowned slightly and his face was full of worry. He struggled to get up and took the medicine bowl from the low cabinet beside the bed. "Young Master, drink your medicine."
Li Jinzhi looked at the bowl of medicine in front of him quietly. After a while, he picked up the spoon and took a sip. "You drink it. I'm fine." He handed the spoon to the young man's mouth.
The young man looked at Li Jinzhi in a daze and opened his mouth unconsciously. When he came back to his senses, the bowl of medicine was already empty. He felt distressed and mumbled, "Young Master, you're so honorable. This …"
"I only know that your body needs this bowl of medicine more than mine." The male lead had an ice-type celestial spiritual root. Although he hadn't absorbed Qi into his body to practice magic, the cold air wouldn't hurt him at all.
He didn't say any lies to comfort the other party.
"Go to sleep." After saying that, Li Jinzhi really did lie down. Not long after, his breathing became long.
Ye Cheng stared at the defenseless person who fell asleep. The caution in his eyes gradually turned into vigilance and a strong sense of confusion.
How did this person know the name his mother gave him before she died?
He had a name. Before his mother died, she named him Ye Cheng. But a servant who had been recorded as a lowly servant couldn't have a name.
Unless the master gave him a name, he wouldn't be recorded as a lowly servant.
But was this a coincidence?
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