My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!-Chapter 1061 - 629: Just Want to See You (2)
And if there could be any intersection between the far-reaching selves and Lin Haitang…
Disease is the one thing that fate finds hard to influence, especially persistent "ailments"!
Daring to imagine, if Lin Haitang dramatically altered the world line of the future, and the butterfly effect led me to no longer die from a "Miserable Life", then possibly, when I fell ill in 2038 at a young age…
Would I become one of Lin Haitang's "research subjects" at the time?
If nothing comes from one study, maybe she would encounter me again, researching multiple times from before the onset to after…
Then, while researching, eventually turning into partners?
Meng Lang tried to immerse himself in the role and mindset of Lin Haitang at that time… 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
Although autofiction works against the odds, its side effects are just as intractable.
If you truly like someone, would you give it to them without hesitation, watching them repeat the same mistakes, finally going mad or losing memory?
If it were me, I would certainly have reservations.
But… what if this person inherently has a side effect "immunity"?
As a progressive neurodegenerative disease, Alzheimer's would slowly erase memories.
Whereas autofiction could introduce new memories each time…
The least likely answer is often the truth…
Alzheimer's… the side effects of autofiction…
Fighting poison with poison, two negatives make a positive.
These two, surprisingly, seem to be a perfect match?
Even if it doesn't completely solve the problem, compared to others, I am undoubtedly the auto-biography "chosen one".
So, the key to the problem that has worried me, and which I have tried desperately to solve, actually lies within me?
And I was just barking up the wrong tree all along?
Meng Lang's expression gradually turned strange.
So…
Lin Haitang not only sees me as a "good person", a "good man", but… also for my Alzheimer's?
Hmm… this indeed is a profound exploration of love, humanity, and existence…
...
"What are you looking at?"
Meng Lang looked up, seeing Lin Haitang standing in front of him, at some point, looking puzzled at him squatting on the beach, staring at the spot everyone had just doodled on...
She leaned down with curiosity.
"Seeing you squatting here for a long time, calling you but no response, are there flowers in the sand?"
"Haha! Buddha says, one leaf one Bodhi, one sand one world, I was just contemplating."
"Contemplating what?"
Meng Lang glanced at Lin Haitang, with a sighing tone.
"About the meaning of love, humanity, and existence... Um! Actually, mostly thinking about you."
Lin Haitang pouted playfully at Meng Lang before turning away.
Meng Lang quickly got up to follow.
"Where are the others?"
"Weiwei and the others went over there to play on the jet skis, I was thinking to call you to join them."
"Oh, or maybe we grab something to eat first? There seems to be a hot dog stand over there."
Meng Lang naturally held Lin Haitang's soft hand, suggesting casually.
Lin Haitang: "…"
With a slight blush, seeing they were still far from Weiwei and the others, yet she didn't let go, just gently "Mm-hmm"ed.
The two walked shoulder to shoulder on the soft sand, holding hands, savoring this rare moment of warmth…
Meng Lang looked at Lin Haitang's charming side profile, feeling sentimental.
The deeper the love, the longer the plan…
With such a wife, what more could a husband ask for…
"I have breathed the breeze you once breathed, does that mean we've embraced, yet awakened from a dream, hands empty…"
As they passed a singing performer on the beach, they heard a guitar-accompanied song…
"Uh…" Both were a bit stunned, not expecting to hear this song here.
Meng Lang glanced sheepishly at Lin Haitang, but saw she also looked back…
The next moment, they heard a surprised…
"Bro! It's really you, bro!"
Seeing the busking young man with a guitar run over with a delighted face, holding Meng Lang's hand amid some puzzled stares from the sparse crowd around.
"Um…who are you?" Meng Lang looked at the young man with question marks.
"It's me! Last time it was you who used my guitar to sing 'Misaligned Space-Time', did you forget?" The young man looked excited like meeting an idol.
"Oh right, you were with a beautiful lady then…"
Seeing Lin Haitang beside Meng Lang, the young man quickly shut his mouth, but it seemed too late.
Feeling the meaningful gaze beside him, Meng Lang wished he could kick this guy into the sea.
Finally enjoying the world of two, fate, are you trying to spoil this again?
Corners of his mouth twitching, "Haha… so it's you, what a coincidence!"
"Uh… haha! Yes, I perform here often." The young man, seemingly realizing his mistake, smiled awkwardly, then couldn't help getting excited again.
"Right bro, you are the composer of 'Misaligned Space-Time', Meng Changjun, right? Hey, don't worry, I know you like to keep a low profile. I wouldn't tell anyone, I'm a fan of yours.
How about it bro, want to sing a song again?" The young man looked expectantly.
"No, no, I just wrote casually, if there's nothing else, we'll be heading off." Meng Lang pulled Lin Haitang wanting to leave hurriedly.
But found himself unable to pull away…
Lin Haitang stood still, looking at the somewhat stunned Meng Lang, her eyes lowered.
"Speaking of which, I usually sing to you, but have never heard you sing to me."
"Uh…" Meng Lang froze for a long while.
This person… could it be, jealous?
Looking humorously at Lin the lawyer showing a rare daughter-like attitude, he couldn't say the words of refusal…
Underneath the young man's excited gaze, he helplessly accepted the guitar handed over, stepping to the microphone.
Looking at the lively Lin Haitang in the crowd… inexplicable emotions surged.
"Late Justice," "Love Song," "Encounter," "Millennial Solitude"...
From knowing each other to understanding, from understanding to loving, to staying together…
And the Haitang he never met, in another time and space, how entwined with love and hate with him...
This cross-time emotion, spanning past and present, how should it be expressed…
"I only want to see you
Future or past, I only want to see you
Crossing countless timelines
Relying on each other in the sea of people…"
The young man was stunned for a moment, originally thinking Meng Lang would sing his famous work "Misaligned Space-Time", unexpectedly it was another song.
And… somehow never heard before?
"When love becomes relics
Memories carved into form
Missing for centuries, then ingrained…"
In the softest tone, singing the most heartfelt declaration, yet his gaze always fell on her… eyes meeting hers.
"Can a miracle thread arise
Can we meet once more
Exhausting all logic and wit
To decipher love's toughest mystery
Could you be like me
Waiting for that one line
'I do'…"
In the crowd, Lin Haitang suddenly felt something cold on the back of her hand.
She stared blankly at the damp mark on the back of her hand, then more and more…
Clearly so happy, so very happy…
But for some reason.
Tears just couldn't stop…
