My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 72 - 70: His Loneliness

Chapter 72: Chapter 70: His Loneliness

Qing Song Primary School’s entrance.

Meng Lang turned a street corner and came face-to-face with Wang Zhao Ping, who was smoking and looking around on the roadside.

Wang Zhao Ping had just spotted Meng Lang, and their eyes met.

He tossed the cigarette butt into a trash can and greeted him with a smile.

As they approached each other, Wang Zhao Ping stared into Meng Lang’s eyes and suddenly said...

"Chaoyang People?"

With his sharp detective instincts, he could see the slightest emotional fluctuation in the opposite party’s eyes.

However, Meng Lang, as if he hadn’t heard him, walked past without showing any expression or acknowledgment...

Wang Zhao Ping: "..."

He paused, then couldn’t help but laugh and hurriedly turned around to call out to Meng Lang.

"Hey! Brother Meng, I was talking to you, I’m not on a mission!"

Meng Lang stopped in his tracks.

He looked around and said, "You sure I can talk?"

"I’m sure!" Wang Zhao Ping said humorously.

Yet when Meng Lang heard "Chaoyang People," his gaze didn’t even flicker.

Was it exceptional acting or just strong composure?

"You scared me for a second, I thought you were staking out again." Meng Lang feigned relief. "What were you saying to me just now?"

"Err...nothing..."

"Oh! Right, did they catch those human traffickers from yesterday?"

"Yeah! Caught them all, not a single one escaped, and they also rescued many abducted children. Though, we owe a lot to an enthusiastic Chaoyang Person.

If it hadn’t been for their report, things could have gone badly."

"Oh? Is that so? That Chaoyang Person sure covers a broad field, even reaching Su City; truly a beacon of justice."

"Yeah! Coincidentally, the reporter is from Nanshan Temple, which isn’t far from where you got off.

You know about Nanshan Temple, right? The abbot there uses a smartphone, and I hear their matchmaking fortunes are quite accurate."

Meng Lang: "..."

Master Abbot bragging about using a smartphone is one thing, but discussing matchmaking fortunes is a bit too private, isn’t it?

"Brother Meng, aren’t you curious about who this Chaoyang Person is?" Wang Zhao Ping looked at Meng Lang.

"Cough! Curious indeed! Things about ’Entertainment Circle Discipline Inspection Commission,’ ’World’s Fifth Major Information Organization,’ ’Able to stabilize the world with a pen and determine the universe on horseback.’

The internet’s rumors are so mystical, depicting them as the embodiment of heroes and justice, the nightmare and nemesis of criminals, a role model for all righteous people..."

"Alright, alright!" Wang Zhao Ping quickly cut Meng Lang off.

"I meant, aren’t you curious about this enthusiastic citizen’s identity?"

"Not curious at all. Isn’t it enough that the traffickers were caught? After eating the eggs, do we really need to know the chicken who laid them?"

"Well, who can blame you? The egg is just so delicious it makes one can’t help but want to meet that chicken, haha...

But you’re right, Brother Meng, as long as the traffickers are caught, it’s all good."

The two exchanged glances and then smiled knowingly at each other...

...

Watching Wang Zhao Ping’s departing figure, Meng Lang had a realization.

In the web of fate, you help me, and I help you.

And as for how big a storm this little butterfly can stir up, it’s not only about having strong enough wings but also about being able to encourage others to fly together.

Fate is like chess, winning or losing depends on how you move the pieces...

"Eh? Young man, what a coincidence, running into you again!"

As he was deep in thought, suddenly a voice beside him interrupted Meng Lang’s reflections.

He turned his head and saw it was the "show-off group" he had encountered before.

A portly man had just stepped out of a white Audi, with a gold watch, belt, and leather shoes, exuding an air of opulence.

There was also a woman wearing a pearl necklace who stepped out with him, presumably his wife.

Last time, it seemed like Xiao Yu mentioned... What was his son’s name again?

Was it Wang Zikai?

"So it’s Brother Wang picking up Zikai?"

Wang Xianfu was stunned for a moment. That tone... Are we that familiar?

"Uh... Haha! Yes, young man, are you also here to pick up a child? Didn’t drive here?" Wang Xianfu pressed the car lock.

"Beep!" The Audi flashed twice, showcasing its prominent presence.

Meng Lang glanced at the car and chuckled, "Oh! We live nearby, the route eleven is enough for us."

Quite a coincidence, he had just seen this model at work not long ago, a new Audi A4, only about forty-something thousand.

However, the previous one who drove this car, Chen Cheng... seemed to have run away?

"You live that close? I’m really envious of you, unlike us living in ’Royal Mansion’, we have to drive a few streets over, neither far nor near, every time we pick up or drop off.

Once Zikai starts middle school, we definitely need to buy a school district house closer by."

"Hehe!" Meng Lang’s mouth twitched, but he didn’t respond.

He turned to look at the woman beside him who was quite attractive and dressed in high "class".

"Is this sister-in-law? Really young."

This was no lie, compared to Wang Xianfu, the woman did look much younger, probably only around thirty.

"Husband, who is this?" the woman asked Wang Xianfu.

"Oh! He’s a parent from Zikai’s classmate, met him once when picking up the child before."

"Oh, hello!"

The woman glanced at Meng Lang’s attire, gave a lukewarm nod, and then started chatting in a mothers’ group on her own.

From time to time, laughter about "Your dress looks really nice, where did you buy it, how much was it?" "The XX internet-famous restaurant is really photogenic" "Where are you going for summer vacation" "Let’s play mahjong together this weekend" was heard.

"Brother, don’t laugh at me. When we met, she was still in university. Not too proud, but she spends more fiercely than the younger ones."

Wang Xianfu spoke with a resigned tone, hiding his pride quite well.

Meng Lang found it somewhat amusing.

Failed to show off his child, now switching to showing off his wife?

It must be said, you’ve successfully dodged reality with illusion...

"Meng Lang!"

A familiar voice came from behind, and he turned, puzzled, to see Lin Haitang standing pertly among the crowd.

A white blazer, silky long hair, sleeves slightly rolled up revealing a glimpse of her snowy white arms.

And today, Lin Haitang wasn’t wearing glasses and had applied a delicate makeup, releasing her charm to the max, instantly attracting the attention of many male parents around.

"Eh? What are you doing here?" Meng Lang was surprised.

"I have a performance tonight, so I got off work early. Hmm? Who is this?" Lin Haitang looked at Wang Xianfu, who was staring dumbfounded.

Meng Lang saw Wang Xianfu’s expression and knew there must be a misunderstanding, but...

Was it necessary to explain?

"Oh! This is a parent of Xiao Yu’s classmate, saw him once before when picking up the child."

"Oh, hello!" Lin Haitang smiled and nodded, then saw a familiar little figure rushing out of the school gate.

"Xiao Yu is out, let’s go."

...

"Uncle, sister, why did you both come? I’m so happy!"

Xiao Yu excitedly held both their hands.

At this moment, it really seemed like a family of three... Well, at least to outsiders, right?

Meng Lang couldn’t help but turn his head, seeing Wang Xianfu standing in the cold wind, the backdrop was black and white...

Sigh! Meng Lang couldn’t help but sigh inside.

He flaunted deliberately, as if he wanted to tell everyone he knew that he was joyously happy.

Most people were annoyed by his excessive show-off, a few friends were comforted that he was doing well.

Only I... read his loneliness.