After an unknown amount of time, Meng Yu woke up, and he could feel that he was lying on the cold ground.
He didn't know how long it had been since he had such a peaceful sleep. This sleep was really comfortable.
He felt someone kicked him, but he didn't open his eyes. He was really tired, not only physically tired, but also mentally tired. He just wanted to continue to sleep now.
"Master Tian, he shouldn't be dead, right?"
At this time, a piercing voice sounded.
"No way, I didn't use any strength, he fell down by himself, this trash can't be so careless, right?"
Another frivolous voice sounded.
"Master Tian, look quickly, his head is bleeding, could it be..."
Zhou Kai turned pale after speaking,
"Let's go quickly," Tian Lin pulled Zhou Kai away unnaturally.
It wasn't because they were afraid of causing trouble by killing someone. With the power of their Tian family in Panxi Town, it was trivial to kill such a waste.
It's just that they are just teenagers, and they suddenly find themselves killing people, and they feel a little uncomfortable.
"Why don't you let yourself rest for a while after you're all dead?" Meng Yu thought angrily.
Feeling the real touch of the cold ground, Meng Yu was still lying there. He didn't want to do anything now. Instead, he opened his arms, made a big character on the ground, and continued to sleep comfortably.
I don't know how long it has passed, but when Meng Yu was about to fall asleep again, there was a burst of eager footsteps walking towards Meng Yu.
"Master,"
"Young master, are you alright?" The woman who was walking suddenly exclaimed when she saw the blood on Meng Yu's head.
Then Meng Yu felt himself being picked up, and hurriedly walked in one direction.
From the touch on the arm, Meng Yu knew that this should be a woman.
"But? Mother's thin body, how can she hug herself? Do you still call yourself young master?"
Meng Yu opened his eyes suspiciously.
A woman dressed in ancient linen clothes with an anxious face appeared in front of him.
With a jolt, Meng Yu jumped off the woman.
"you… "
Just as Meng Yu was about to ask who you are, a large number of fragments suddenly appeared in his mind, as if his head was about to explode.
"Ah..." Meng Yu couldn't help holding his head and moaning in pain.
Seeing Meng Yu hugging his head in pain, coupled with the blood on his head, the woman became even more worried. Her face, which had no blood in it, turned paler.
Not fair white, but a sickly pale.
"Young master, are you alright?" The woman was so anxious that she almost cried, imagining the days when she and the young master depended on each other all these years, she couldn't help feeling sad.
"I'm fine," Meng Yu suddenly recovered, and then said in a daze.
"Master, let's go back quickly, I'll check it for you." The woman still said anxiously.
Then without waiting for Meng Yu to resist, he hugged Meng Yu and walked towards the house.
On the way, Meng Yu also figured out what happened. He had a headache just now because a lot of images suddenly flashed in his mind the moment he saw the woman.
Looking at the woman in front of him and his own body of only about 1.5 meters, Meng Yu had to accept the fact that he had crossed.
The young man he possessed was also named Meng Yu, and the woman in front of him was Aunt Mei who was with him for life.
Meng Yu is sixteen years old this year, and he is taking classes at the only magic academy in the town. Because he has never become a magic apprentice, he has become the object of ridicule by the entire academy.
The two people who bullied him just now were named Tian Lin and Zhou Kai. Tian Lin was the second young master of the Tian family, the largest family in Panxi Town, and Zhou Kai was his little follower.
The magician was already weak, but poor little Meng Yu was gently pushed by them, and fell to the ground and hit a rock.
…
Back home, Aunt Mei carefully cleaned the blood stains on Meng Yu's head, but unexpectedly found that there was no wound on Meng Yu's head.
Although surprised, Aunt Mei also breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what, as long as the young master is fine.
After a while, Aunt Mei brought a bowl of steaming white rice and a small bowl of pickles, and placed them in front of Meng Yu.
"Young master, hurry up and eat, it's been so long, you must be hungry too," Aunt Mei said happily, in her heart, there is nothing more worthy of her happiness than the safety of the young master.
But Meng Yu is still immersed in this series of things at this time, and some of them have not recovered.
Seeing Meng Yu's dazed look, Aunt Mei walked up, sat next to Meng Yu, hugged him gently, and said, "Master, hurry up and eat, the food is getting cold."
"It's because the slaves are bad, they didn't protect the young master well, and they frightened the young master," then Aunt Mei said with some self-reproach.
Meng Yu was awakened by Aunt Mei's movement, this time Meng Yu didn't break free from Aunt Mei's arm, he suddenly felt that Aunt Mei's thin arms and embrace gave him an unprecedented sense of security.
I don't know if it belongs to that little Meng Yu's feeling, or his own feeling.
But anyway, this feeling is really good and reassuring.
Meng Yu picked up the white rice and began to eat it with relish. For a child from a poor family like him, white rice with pickles is also delicious.
"Aunt Mei, why don't you eat?" Meng Yu asked while eating.
"I've eaten it, it's specially prepared for the young master." Aunt Mei said with a smile.
Having not eaten for so long, Meng Yu was indeed hungry, and he sent a bowl of rice into his stomach within a few strokes.
Holding the empty bowl, he looked at Aunt Mei who was smiling and watching him eat.
Aunt Mei was stunned for a moment, and then a rare blush appeared on her pale face.
"Master, that..." Aunt Mei said with some embarrassment and self-blame.
Meng Yu suddenly thought of a story he had heard many times, and seeing Aunt Mei's pale face, his brain felt as if someone had hit him hard.
Putting down his job, Meng Yu hugged Aunt Mei heavily. Because of his height, he looked like a child acting like a spoiled child to his mother.
"Aunt Mei, I'm full." Meng Yu's tears welled up in his eyes.
Seeing this thin woman like his mother in front of him, Meng Yu felt endless pity in his heart. At this time, he had completely integrated the memory of Xiao Meng Yu, and he was affected by it unconsciously, but he really didn't mind.
He suddenly understood why he didn't die, God let him live to give him another chance.
In Meng Yu's tear-filled eye sockets, the confusion was gone, leaving only a piece of clarity.
"Mom and Dad, in the next life, I will try my best to be your pride." These words appeared in Meng Yu's mind.
Then he looked into Aunt Mei's eyes and said firmly, "Aunt Mei, let me protect you from now on."