My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 633 The Lucky Guy

On the other side, Yan Weiwei, who had just returned home after dropping Meng Qingqing off, received a phone call as soon as she entered the door.

She glanced at the incoming call notification, her eyes dimming slightly for a moment before pressing the answer button.

"Hey... um! Book me a plane ticket... I know I won't go back on my word once I've promised..."

After hanging up the phone, he stood there blankly for a moment before letting out a long sigh with a complicated expression.

Just as he was about to take off his shoes and go inside, he suddenly noticed that Lin Haitang's shoes were placed at the door, and he was stunned for a moment.

"Hmm? You're back so early today?"

Feeling a bit strange, Yan Weiwei entered the room but didn't find anyone in the living room, so she went straight to Lin Haitang's bedroom.

Upon entering, one would find a pile of documents scattered on the desk in the bedroom, while Lin Haitang lay on the bed with her back to the bedroom door, her body rising and falling slightly, seemingly already asleep.

Hmm? I glanced at the wall clock...

Sleeping at this time?
Is it because you're too tired from work?

He approached the bedside gently and saw that Lin Haitang's eyes were indeed closed.

However, her brows were slightly furrowed and her breathing was a little disordered in her sleep, as if she was having a nightmare, which made people feel inexplicably sorry for her.

"Honestly, once they start working, they completely forget everything else..."

Yan Weiwei showed a rare gentleness as she tucked the blanket around Lin Haitang.

Then, looking at that sleeping face, he sighed with a complicated expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

Just as I got up to leave, a gentle breeze stirred the curtains, causing a few scattered sheets of white paper to fall from the desk...

Yan Weiwei didn't pay any attention. She went over and closed the window slightly, then casually picked up the scattered papers.

Just as I was about to tidy up and put it back on the table, I suddenly glanced at the contents of the paper and was momentarily stunned.

The paper contained a pencil sketch of two women holding hands and carrying what looked like guns on their backs.

Although only their backs can be seen, their expressions, movements, and the flowing ponytails and strands of hair suggest that the two are running for their lives.

The background of the sketch consists of a few strokes depicting several dilapidated buildings, with smoke seemingly rising in the distance and some indistinct figures of people around...

Hmm? When did Haitang start liking to draw?
I've never heard of her having this hobby.

And... these two women...

Yan Weiwei looked at the backs of the two women above and felt a strange sense of familiarity.

However, she thought it was just a casual sketch by Lin Haitang when she was bored. Although she found the strange style and composition odd, she didn't pay too much attention to it.

Out of curiosity, I casually flipped through the other few sheets of white paper on the table.

Sure enough, I saw a few more sketches.

Among them are a star-studded stage, a hospital and white coats, and a painting of a chubby, adorable baby in swaddling clothes...

However, the figures of two girls often appear in these sketches, and in one instance they seem to be wearing their high school uniforms.

Uh……

I didn't realize Haitang had such a vivid imagination...

Is this a "Sisters' Adventure Series Comic"?
Turning the page again, Yan Weiwei was immediately stunned.

Because this time it's actually a realist style.

At the summit of Zhongnan Mountain, the setting sun casts its last rays upon the giant rock inscribed with "Great Hero of Guanzhong"...

This time, however, it wasn't Meng Lang who lifted the cover, but one of the two girls.

However, just like the previous sketches, only the outline of the face was drawn, as if it had been deliberately forgotten, and the true face was still not visible.

Yan Weiwei couldn't help but smile.

Could it be that... Lin Haitang, an office worker, actually harbors a dream of becoming a martial arts hero?
However, when she turned to the last sketch, Yan Weiwei's smile froze.

Because it was a profile of a man...

Even though Yan Weiwei's feelings were somewhat complicated, she couldn't help but purse her lips in a hint of jealousy.

"Tch! Lucky guy..."

……

When it was time for dinner, Lin Haitang got up after waking up and prepared a table full of dishes, but the atmosphere at the table was inexplicably strange.

Yan Weiwei seemed somewhat absent-minded, eating her food bite by bite, occasionally glancing up at Meng Lang and then at Haitang, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Although Lin Haitang seemed no different from usual, occasionally asking about Xiaoyu's studies and telling her some interesting stories from the courtroom, everything seemed normal.

only……

Xiaoyu picked up a piece of green vegetable, and as soon as she put it in her mouth, her face immediately scrunched up like a little bun.

She swallowed the food in her mouth with difficulty, her big eyes darting around. She found an opportunity to nudge Meng Lang beside her and whispered something in his ear.

"Uncle, don't you think the food is a bit salty today?"

Meng Lang glanced at Lin Haitang without showing any emotion, picked up a piece of green vegetable, chewed it a few times, and then swallowed it nonchalantly without changing his expression...

"No, maybe you've just been eating bland food lately."

Xiaoyu: "..."

She glanced at the nonchalant Meng Lang, then at the absent-minded Yan Weiwei, and finally at the smiling Lin Haitang…

With a pained expression, he lowered his head and continued eating.

Okay, I guess I was just being too bland...

"By the way, Weiwei, isn't it your birthday the day after tomorrow?" Lin Haitang suddenly asked with a smile.

Meng Lang paused slightly as he picked up some food.

"Hmm?" Yan Weiwei, who had been somewhat absent-minded, paused for a moment upon hearing this, and then calculated the time.

"It seems... right, I've completely forgotten."

He immediately asked, somewhat puzzled, "How did you know, Begonia?"

"You told me that back in high school, have you forgotten?"

"Really? It's been so long... Haitang, you still remember..."

She was somewhat moved, but her resolve only grew stronger.

"You're still so absent-minded. In that case, we should have a proper celebration that day," Lin Haitang said with a smile.

"Okay, okay! Then I'll prepare a gift for Sister Weiwei!"

Yan Weiwei seemed very happy, yet also somewhat shy.

"No need, I'm not a child anymore..."

"It's nothing, I'll just cook a couple more dishes so everyone can have some fun."

After Lin Haitang finished speaking, she looked at Meng Lang, who had remained silent.

"Uh... then I'll take care of buying the cake."

Knowing he couldn't avoid it, Meng Lang nodded helplessly.

Next, Lin Haitang and Xiaoyu began discussing the dishes to be prepared that day. Yan Weiwei also joined the discussion, looking very happy. In short, it was about "I want that, that, and that..."

Although she seemed happy, Meng Lang, who was observant, noticed a hint of melancholy in her eyes.

I glanced at the two women, each with their own thoughts, seemingly engaged in a serious discussion, with bursts of laughter occasionally emanating from the room…

Meng Lang sighed helplessly.

Love... truly is the most perplexing mystery...

Fortunately, there are many riddle enthusiasts in the world, and I also have quite a few brothers.

For ordinary people, life is a play without a script, and improvisation is the norm.

But I'm different; this time I came prepared...

(End of this chapter)