What's the unconventional story?

Li Gousheng took a deep breath, shook his hand and picked up a bronze mirror. A boy of fifteen or sixteen was reflected in the mirror, with a jade face and red lips, dressed in ancient costume, and his long hair was loosely pressed behind him. Then look around at the antique home furnishings and respectful maids, and then wear them? He held back his thoughts, waved Eun, the servant, to dissolve, and helped his forehead to sort out those unexpected memories in his mind. Well, the original owner of this corpse is Ang Lee, the son of a big family, a dude. His family is neither rich nor expensive, but it is a little poor and corrupt. Ok, it won't make me worry about three meals a day, ah, two meals.