My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!-Chapter 1064 - 632: Lucky Guy

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

She glanced at the caller ID, and her eyes dimmed slightly for a moment before pressing the answer button.

"Hello... Hmm! Please book a ticket for me... I know, I won't back out on what I've promised..."

After hanging up the phone, she stood in a daze for a moment, then let out a complex sigh.

Just as she was about to take off her shoes and enter the house, she suddenly noticed Lin Haitang's shoes at the entrance, and was taken aback.

"Hmm? Back so early today?"

A slightly perplexed Yan Weiwei walked into the room, and not finding anyone in the living room, she headed straight to Lin Haitang's bedroom.

As soon as she entered, she saw a pile of scattered documents on the desk, while Lin Haitang lay on the bed with her back to the bedroom door, her body gently rising and falling, seeming to have fallen asleep.

Hmm? She looked at the wall clock...

Sleeping at this hour?

Could she be too tired from work?

Walking quietly to the bedside, she saw that Lin Haitang was indeed asleep, her eyes tightly closed.

However, in her sleep, her brows were slightly furrowed, her breathing somewhat irregular, as if she were having a nightmare, evoking a sudden sense of sympathy.

"Really, she just ignores everything once she starts working..."

Yan Weiwei displayed a rare tenderness, tucking the quilt around Lin Haitang.

Then, gazing at that familiar sleeping face, she wondered what she was thinking, letting out a complex sigh.

Just as she stood up to leave, a gust of wind blew the curtain, causing a few scattered sheets of white paper on the desk to fall to the ground...

Yan Weiwei didn't pay much attention, went to close the window slightly, and casually picked up the scattered sheets.

Just as she was about to arrange them back on the desk, her gaze inadvertently landed on the contents of the paper, making her pause.

On the paper was a pencil-drawn sketch of two women holding hands, carrying what looked like firearms on their backs.

Although only their backs were visible, their expressions and actions, along with the flowing ponytails and hair, suggested that the two were running desperately.

And the sketch's background was outlined with a few strokes showing several dilapidated buildings, with thick smoke seeming to rise in the distance, and some vague figures around...

Hmm? Since when did Haitang start liking drawing?

Never heard that she had this hobby?

Moreover... these two women...

Looking at the backs of the two women in the sketch, Yan Weiwei felt a strange familiarity.

She thought they might be Lin Haitang's idle sketches, though she found the strange style and composition curious, she didn't mind too much.

Out of curiosity, she casually flipped through the other sheets on the desk.

As expected, there were more sketches.

Among them were a starlit stage, a hospital and lab coats, and one depicting a swaddled baby, adorably plump...

However, within these sketches, the figures of two girls often appeared, once even seemingly dressed in their high school uniforms.

Uh...

Never realized, Haitang's imagination is quite rich...

Could this be the "Sister Adventure Series Comics"? 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

As she turned to the next page, Yan Weiwei froze.

Because this time it was realism.

On the summit of Zhongnan Mountain, with slanting sunset glows, stood that giant stone engraved with "Hero of Guanzhong"...

Except that this time, it wasn't Meng Lang unveiling the stone, but one of the two girls.

Her face, like in the previous sketches, only had an outline drawn, as if deliberately forgotten, leaving her true appearance unseen.

Yan Weiwei couldn't help but smirk.

Could it be... office worker Lin Haitang actually harbors a dream of martial arts?

But when she turned to the last sketch, Yan Weiwei's smile instantly stiffened.

Because it was a profile sketch of a man...

Even though Yan Weiwei felt a bit complicated, she couldn't help but pout slightly in jealousy.

"Tch! Lucky guy..."

...

At dinner, after Lin Haitang woke up, she prepared a table full of dishes, but the atmosphere at the table was oddly peculiar.

Yan Weiwei seemed somewhat distracted, eating bite by bite, occasionally glancing at Meng Lang, then at Haitang, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Lin Haitang seemed no different from usual, occasionally asking about Xiao Yu's studies and sharing a few courtroom anecdotes, everything seemingly as usual.

Except that...

Xiao Yu took a bite of the green vegetables, and as soon as she put it in her mouth, her face wrinkled into a little bun.

Struggling to swallow the food, she rolled her big eyes, found an opportunity and nudged Meng Lang beside her, leaning in to whisper.

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

Meng Lang, unfazed, glanced at Lin Haitang, took a bite of green vegetables, chewed a few times, then swallowed nonchalantly...

"No, maybe you've just gotten used to lighter tastes lately."

Xiao Yu: "..."

Peeking at the unaffected Meng Lang, then at the distracted Yan Weiwei, and finally at the smiling Lin Haitang...

With a bitter face, she lowered her head and continued eating.

Fine, maybe I've gotten used to lighter tastes...

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

Meng Lang's hand paused slightly as he was reaching for food.

"Hmm?" The previously distracted Yan Weiwei was taken aback by the words, calculating the dates.

"Seems like... it is, I had forgotten."

Then, puzzled, "Haitang, how did you know?"

"You told me in high school, remember?"

"Really? So long ago... Haitang, you still remember..."

Feeling a bit touched on her face, her inner resolve seemed to grow firmer.

"You're still as forgetful as ever. In that case, we must celebrate." Lin Haitang said with a smile.

"Sure, sure! Then I'll prepare a gift for Sister Weiwei!"

Though Yan Weiwei seemed happy, she was a bit bashful.

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

"It's fine, just a few more dishes to liven up the day."

After Lin Haitang spoke, she glanced at Meng Lang, who hadn't spoken.

"Uh... then I'll handle the cake." Meng Lang, seeing no way to escape, nodded resignedly.

Thereafter, Lin Haitang and Xiao Yu started discussing the dishes to be prepared for the day, and a very happy-looking Yan Weiwei joined in, saying things like "I want this and that and that one..."

Although she seemed very happy, in the eyes of Meng Lang, who noticed the details, he didn't miss the hint of loneliness in her eyes.

Glancing at the thoughtful yet earnest women, with laughter occasionally ringing in the room...

Meng Lang sighed helplessly.

This love... truly is the most unsolvable mystery...

Fortunately, there are many riddles in the world, and many brothers of mine too.

For ordinary people, life is an unscripted play where improvisation is the norm.

But I'm different, this time I'm well-prepared...