My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 73 - 71: Still So Direct

Chapter 73: Chapter 71: Still So Direct

"Xiao Yu, today’s performance starts earlier, so I have to leave right away. Sister Weiwei will be with you tonight, and I’ll come back as soon as I can," Lin Haitang said.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yu’s excited eyes immediately dimmed, but quickly, she smiled again.

"Okay, sister, I can take care of myself."

Lin Haitang let out a small sigh internally and then turned her head to look at Meng Lang.

"Did you have something to say to me?"

Huh? Was it that obvious?

Lin Haitang was momentarily stunned.

"Yes! The thing you gave me... It proved useful, it was indeed Han Li."

"Oh!"

"Oh? That’s it?" Lin Haitang was somewhat speechless. Couldn’t you show a little bit of surprise?

"What else? Wasn’t that expected? Lawyer Lin, you believe in the law, but I believe that people’s hearts are vicious."

Lin Haitang looked at Meng Lang with a strange expression.

"At your age, why do you seem so world-weary?"

"Well, maybe... it’s because I’ve lived a rich life," Meng Lang said with a face full of vicissitudes.

After all, adding up several episodes, he himself had lived for over a hundred years...

"Alright, so do you have any suggestions?"

"Suggestions? Don’t you already have an idea?" Meng Lang looked at Lin Haitang and smiled.

"I always believe that professional matters should be left to professionals."

Lin Haitang looked at Meng Lang seriously for a while, "Has anyone ever told you that this all-knowing look of yours... is very punchable?"

"Eh?"

...

Watching Lin Haitang get into the taxi and leave, Meng Lang touched his chin in confusion.

He turned to look at Xiao Yu, "Do I really deserve a beating?"

"Hehe! I think Uncle is pretty handsome!"

"Yes! Xiao Yu knows the charm of a mature and steady man. Let’s go, let’s buy groceries!"

On the way, even though Xiao Yu was still giggling, Meng Lang sensed that she was feeling a bit down.

"Xiao Yu, are you sad because your sister can’t be with you?"

Without stopping, Xiao Yu replied.

"No, sister usually leaves after dinner. She said today’s schedule was moved up, and she would return earlier, which means she brought the performance time forward..."

Meng Lang paused.

Come to think of it... it seemed to be true.

He, an adult, actually wasn’t as thoughtful as a child.

"Then, why would she..." Before Meng Lang could finish his sentence, he realized he was asking a foolish question.

Lin Haitang had not even had time to eat, and had done her makeup in advance, rushing to the performance. What else could it be for?

Wasn’t it because she was worried it would be unsafe for Xiao Yu to be home alone if she came back too late?

"Uncle, am I useless? I always hold my sister back," Xiao Yu said with her head down, her voice low.

Seeing Xiao Yu looking so disheartened, Meng Lang became angry.

"Who dares say such a thing? Xiao Yu is the most outstanding, the smartest, the most sensible child I have ever met! Who said you’re holding your sister back? You’ve helped her a lot!

Without you, who would take care of your sister’s daily needs?

Without you, could your sister focus entirely on her work?

Sometimes, when I see you busy with housework while your sister sleeps soundly in the room, I feel like going in and giving your sister a good beating."

However, instead of bursting into laughter as usual at Meng Lang’s exaggerated words, Xiao Yu continued to look down, biting her lip.

Meng Lang helplessly stopped.

"Xiao Yu, do you want to go see your sister sing?"

"Eh?" Xiao Yu looked up in astonishment, her eyelashes still wet with tears.

...

Room 302.

"Hahaha! Isn’t that hilarious? Ahahaha..." Yan Weiwei was nestled on the couch, watching a comedic entertainment show and laughing like a pig at times.

During the commercial break, she took a moment to look up at the wall clock.

"That’s strange, why hasn’t she come back yet? Did the teacher drag out the class?"

"Pfft! Ahahaha..."

...

Gravity.

"Hello, children are not allowed inside."

"I am her guardian, and we’re here to find Lin Haitang, oh! She’s the lead singer of the band tonight, this is her little sister.

We won’t drink alcohol, we’re just here to listen to the music."

"Oh! So you’re Sister Haitang’s little sister. Come on in, I’ll find you a quiet private booth."

"Uh... I didn’t expect your sister’s name to carry so much clout."

"Wow! So this is a bar? It’s my first time here!" Xiao Yu appeared excited, looking around.

"We agreed, just this once, okay? Otherwise, I’m afraid your sister will have Yan Weiwei beat me up," Meng Lang said with some reluctant resignation.

The mystery of "The Old Man and the Sea" had been unraveled.

But it was no use; by the time he realized it, the words were already out of his mouth.

However, seeing Xiao Yu’s expectant look, the guilt of bringing a minor to a bar was slightly alleviated.

"Waiter, two orange juices, a sandwich, some snacks, and a fruit platter, please."

"Uncle, won’t the food here be very expensive?" Xiao Yu asked quietly, concerned.

"Don’t worry, I’ll tell you a secret, but don’t tell your sister. Actually, Uncle is quite rich," Meng Lang said, also lowering his voice like a conspirator.

"Really?" Xiao Yu’s eyes shone brightly.

"I don’t lie to kids."

"Hehe, okay, I won’t tell my sister!"

The two of them secretly formed an alliance.

"Wow!" "Liunian Band! Liunian Band! Liunian Band!"...

Just then, the atmosphere in the bar surged, and the young people on the dance floor began to cheer!

"Zing! Zing!" A burst of electric guitar shattered the darkness, and lights suddenly illuminated the whole stage.

[If those two words didn’t tremble

I wouldn’t realize how miserable I am

How to speak it out

It’s just a breakup after all

If I had no demands for tomorrow

Holding hands would just be like traveling

Among thousands of doorways

Someone has to leave first...]

...

"Click!" Gao Yuan, in a grey trench coat, stepped out of her home and entered the elevator, pressing the button.

The elevator doors slowly closed, and the floor indicator started to move down, level by level...

...

[If an embrace can’t linger

Why not enjoy the tears

As you leave

From ten years ago...]

"Wow! Sister, you’re so cool!" Lin Xiaoyu, seeing her sister perform on stage for the first time, excitedly stood on the sofa of the VIP area, waving non-stop at Lin Haitang, who was holding a guitar on stage, just like the crowd in the dance floor.

"Uncle! Isn’t my sister super cool?"

"Yes, yes! Super cool!"

"Go sister! You’re the best!"

Lin Haitang seemed to notice something, her gaze turning toward the VIP area where their eyes briefly met in surprise.

Her guitar let out a brief tremble before quickly returning to normal.

Meng Lang couldn’t help but cover his face.

Indeed, it wasn’t long before...

"Xiao Yu, how did you get here?" Lin Haitang, just off the stage and still panting, glared at Lin Xiaoyu.

Xiao Yu stuck out her tongue and could only look helplessly toward Meng Lang.

"Uh... you might not believe it, but we just wanted to find a slightly more lively place to have dinner," Meng Lang said, pointing at the food on the table with a serious face.

Lin Haitang: "..."

As Meng Lang offered his lame excuse, he pondered a question.

[If I could be like that song Lin Haitang sang that night...]

A phrase from "The Old Man and the Sea" had once appeared.

But... Brother Meng’s ten years?

What deep meaning lay within? This is clearly a sad love song, right?

Damn it, with my straightforward personality, why am I dealing with such convoluted riddles?

Brother, you’ve changed!

"Forget it, sit here for a while. I have another song coming up. We can leave together after it’s over," Lin Haitang finally said helplessly, giving Meng Lang a white glance afterward.

Hmm? There’s a second song?

Meng Lang, still trying to figure out the riddle he posed to himself, was taken aback.

Then he heard...

[Meng Lang is an attitude

Meng Lang is the up and down wave

Meng Lang Meng Lang

Meng Lang Meng Lang

Meng Lang is an attitude

Meng Lang is unrestricted freedom

Meng Lang Meng Lang

Madly wild, roaming all the way

Heading into the distance...

Meng Lang is an attitude

Meng Lang is the up and down wave

Meng Lang Meng Lang...]

Emm...

It seems I misunderstood you.

Brother, you haven’t changed, still so direct...

Sighing, he took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Hello! Can you do me a favor?"

"It’s a bit risky, but don’t worry, it’s not for nothing."

"Compensation? How about an egg?"