My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 116 - 95: No Choice but to Do It_2

Chapter 116: Chapter 95: No Choice but to Do It_2

Yeah! I must be arguing on Weiwei’s behalf!

"Uh..." Meng Lang was flustered in the wind.

Is it such an unforgivable sin to have had a couple of fruit juices at the bar?

...

1103.

"Ding Dong!" "Click!"

"Haitang, you’re here! Come on in, bring your things, I’ve tidied up the room for you! Uh... what’s wrong with you?"

Yan Weiwei, upon seeing the two of them, immediately greeted them with a cheerful smile but then noticed that Lin Haitang looked a little off.

"Nothing, I’ll go in and sort out my stuff."

Watching Lin Haitang drag her suitcase into the room, Yan Weiwei turned to Meng Lang with a puzzled face.

"What’s wrong with her?"

"You’re asking me? I’d like to know too!" Meng Lang replied helplessly.

Now he somewhat understood why that beast had mentioned "backfiring."

Lin Haitang clearly misunderstood that he and Lu Kexin were boyfriend and girlfriend. Wouldn’t doing more under such circumstances just make him seem worse?

What he couldn’t figure out was why the more he tried to explain, the worse it got?

Yan Weiwei suddenly burst into laughter.

"Oh haha! Don’t worry, Xiao Mengzi, I’ll ask her about it later and try to clear the air between you two."

"First, tone down that Schadenfreude expression, and your words will be more persuasive.

I don’t ask for a thaw in relations; just don’t fan the flames, and I’ll be grateful!"

"Tsk! There, that’s your new room, it has a fingerprint password lock and can also do facial recognition. The admin password is six sixes. You can reset it later."

Yan Weiwei pointed to the antitheft door marked with 1102 across from her.

Meng Lang, dragging his own suitcase, went over, entered the password, and his eyes lit up the moment he saw the interior.

The bright living room was spotless, with white curtains and a decor in shades of black and white. It was fully furnished with home appliances, a sofa set, a table and chairs, and even had a faint scent of incense, clearly just cleaned.

After a quick tour, it was a fully furnished three-bedroom apartment with a living room, kitchen, and two bathrooms, spanning around 120 square meters.

In addition to the master bedroom with an en-suite bathroom, there was another bedroom, and one empty room with nothing in it.

After the inspection, Meng Lang was quite pleased.

"How is it?"

"Hmm! I think it’s great, but isn’t it a bit too big for one person? And all these furniture and appliances... why do they all seem new?" Meng Lang wondered.

Not to mention the brand-new sofa and chairs, even the refrigerator still had its label on.

"Ahem! The previous tenant had just moved in not long ago and had to leave suddenly because of an emergency. The newly bought furniture and stuff couldn’t be taken with them, so they were left here at a discounted price," Yan Weiwei said casually.

"Really? Then I’m quite fortunate," Meng Lang said happily.

"By the way, how much is the rent per month?"

"Hmm... 3000."

"What? 3000?!" Meng Lang looked at Yan Weiwei in astonishment.

"With this space, this location, this property management, this decoration, people would pay 6000, right?"

"Didn’t I tell you last time? Half off the rent, utilities included," Yan Weiwei said with an unconcerned air.

Meng Lang was stunned for a moment. Yan Weiwei did indeed mention it jokingly at the police station, but Meng Lang hadn’t taken it seriously at all.

"Uh... no, that’s too embarrassing."

"Come on, quit dawdling. Are you a man or not? When Yan Weiwei makes a promise, it’s as good as done - half price it is! If you don’t want to pay, that’s fine too. I’m not short of that little rent. Besides, you saved me once; consider it a repayment of that debt."

"Uh..."

Meng Lang could tell that Yan Weiwei was trying to accommodate his "financial situation."

This person... even her kindness has to be so tsundere...

He wasn’t one to fuss either, so he stopped declining.

"Alright then, you’re the landlord, you call the shots."

It wasn’t much money for him now. He would just accept Yan Weiwei’s favor and repay it later.

"Right! I’m off then if there’s nothing else!"

Seeing Meng Lang’s straightforward response, Yan Weiwei’s eyes sparkled a bit more, and she flicked her ponytail, ready to leave. However, she suddenly stopped at the door, thought for a moment, then turned back and said.

"This place is so big, it’s a waste for you to live alone. Why don’t you move your girlfriend in too, being apart all the time, be careful someone else might sweep her off her feet!"

"Uh..."

Meng Lang was once again flustered.

Girlfriend? Girlfriend again?

It’s one thing for Lin Haitang to mention it, but why do you "know" I have a girlfriend too?

It’s as if the whole world knows that I have a girlfriend, and I’m the only one kept in the dark?

Alright, these two must have definitely updated each other’s "Eight Diagrams database," right?

You can gossip all you want, but could you please elevate your professionalism and not spread "Fake news!"?

"Actually..."

"What?"

Meng Lang started to speak, but then hesitated and in the end, he dejectedly dropped his hand.

As a fighter, how could I be defeated by the same move twice?

If the two of them have the same "Eight Diagrams database," who could guarantee that my using the same explanation won’t trigger the same drop in affection?

The old man called Fate must be waiting for me to explain, then history repeats itself, and Yan Weiwei becomes "Lin Haitang the second," storming out the door?

With Lin Haitang, the legal contingent of the team, already on shaky ground, if the muscle of the team gets problematic too, would that mean I’m losing my right-hand man?

So cunning, so cunning!

How could I fall for it again?

"Actually... I wanted to ask a rather personal question," Meng Lang changed the subject.

"A personal question? What is it?" Yan Weiwei was puzzled.

"Do you... have a younger sister?"

"What?"

...

Okay, as it turns out, not everyone in this book can "have a younger sister." At least, Yan Weiwei doesn’t have one.

This proves that the one making pork rib and lotus root soup for me in the "Apocalypse" couldn’t possibly be Yan Weiwei’s younger sister...

Then... the problem is quite serious.

If it’s not Yan Weiwei, then the love story of Yan Weiwei in the "Death Knell"... could it possibly be a new Chapter?

Although I only lived three days in the last episode, if I continue with this script, it seems very likely that something could happen between me and Yan Weiwei?

The second love line...

Oh no, if you count Lu Kexin, should this be the third?

Indeed, since the future can be changed, then the love lines of the future... can definitely be changed too...

He couldn’t help but cover his face.

Here it is! Intergalactic infidelity!

It’s not what I intended, but even the slightest changes, over time, could present me with a completely different future... or a completely different other half?

So in the last episode, did some of my actions activate this love line with Yan Weiwei?

Isn’t this intergalactic infidelity?

No, no, that’s my brother, in that timeline he still ends up in a monogamous relationship, how could that be considered cheating? It doesn’t even qualify as emotional infidelity.

Meng Lang started to comfort himself.

But then another problem arose.

Don’t forget, I share some form of unknown spiritual resonance with all these brothers, meaning I am the "convergence of their spirits."

During that scene at the bar, I clearly experienced "memory fusion" with Meng Lang from "Miserable Life," and I saw certain memory fragments through it.

It was also after that when I began to be influenced by him, developing a complicated mix of love and hatred "emotions" towards Lu Kexin.

That was one of the reasons that pushed me to go to the rescue.

One love line is still alright, but what if the number increases? Would I continue to be influenced by other brothers?

By then, if several brothers, steadfast in love, were to instill their memories into me, and just so happen they each chose different love stories... I fear I would be forced into becoming a heartbreaker?

So in the end... could it be that I am the flirt and not anyone else?

Why do I suddenly feel that those brothers are actually quite blissful, living so simply?

Does it mean that by receiving the gifts of their lives, I’ve also assumed some of their life’s responsibilities?

Is this a karmic love debt, or a love calamity?

Truly falling for you, is it an act of fate?