My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!-Chapter 792 - 476: Who Is So Captivated?

Until the car was out of sight, Meng Lang still stood in the same spot, lost in thought for a long time.

"Zero, that song just now... was it chosen at random?"

[Not entirely random. My data clone ’Bajie’ sorted it based on play frequency priority in the car owner’s music library.

Therefore, this song must be one that the other party often listens to or really likes.]

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Cars passed in front of him, and he just blankly watched them disappear into the distance...

Yeah, I had thought of a dozen potential connections this autobiography might have with the Lin family.

Including Mr. Lin’s, Mrs. Lin’s, even those of other relatives and old friends of the Lin family.

However, I completely overlooked another possibility...

"If it really is like this..."

Meng Lang felt as if he had found the key to solving the puzzle; strings of clues rapidly swept through his mind, and many details he hadn’t noticed before suddenly began to clear up.

In the previous episode Lin Haitang wrote, "Encounter," she mentioned finding an old photo in her family’s old photo album that was "exactly the same."

This implies that there must be two identical copies of this photo, and Lin Haitang, at this point, had already seen the other one somewhere...

Since it’s an old photo, that indicates it’s quite ancient.

Considering the photo’s close relevance to both of them, since one was found in Lin Haitang’s house, could the other one be...

In my own house?!

And the only time and place she could have accessed this old photo...

His mind flashed back to the times several girls sat in his living room, mercilessly mocking his childhood misadventures...

Thinking this, he immediately picked up his phone and called his mom.

[Hello! Xiao Lang, what’s up?]

Yang Hui’s voice came through the phone, accompanied by the clanking sounds of pots and pans, probably from making dinner.

"Mom, there’s something I want to ask you."

[What is it?]

"You know, last time I brought friends home, you took out our family’s old albums. Did you see any particular old photo?"

[A particular one? Are you talking about the one where Qingqing bullied you to tears?]

"Uh... no, weren’t you observing everyone’s reactions at the time? Was there any old photo that Lawyer Lin was particularly surprised by?"

[The one Lawyer Lin was surprised by... wasn’t it also the one where Qingqing bullied you to tears?]

"I..."

I’m just not getting past this, am I!

"Could you think again, see if there’s another particular photo?"

[What’s this about? You’re rushing just to ask this? Is that photo very important?]

"Yes! It’s extremely important, the kind that might affect your son’s lifelong happiness..."

[What? Well... hold on, let me think...]

The noisy background on the other end of the phone immediately quieted down.

After a moment, Yang Hui sounded uncertain.

[Well... you know, I think there really is such a photo.

Not only Lawyer Lin and the others, even I found it somewhat unbelievable when I saw it.]

"What? There really is one?" Meng Lang said excitedly.

"Which one... never mind, just take a picture and send it to me, I need it quickly!"

"Ding!"

A moment after hanging up the call, his mom indeed sent a camera photo.

And when Meng Lang eagerly opened the photo to see the details...

He was instantly dumbstruck!

He finally understood why his mom said it was unbelievable to see this photo.

Because aside from his younger self, the other little girl looked strikingly similar to Xiao Yu...

After all the twists and turns, Meng Lang finally saw this old photo that had brushed past him.

"It really is..."

Meng Lang stared blankly at the little girl in the photo.

If it were someone else, they might think the little girl greatly resembles Xiao Yu, merely a bizarre coincidence.

However, in Meng Lang’s eyes, it was a genuine clue left by time...

An encounter with this little girl twenty years ago, and an encounter with Lin Xiaoyu twenty years later.

The fates of three people mysteriously traveled through time at this moment, intertwining and colliding...

Meng Lang felt as if invisible hands were manipulating the trajectories of their fates.

And the only thing capable of this... was that autobiography...

In the photo, Meng Lang looked about five or six years old.

This suggested that the photo was taken around 1998, roughly twenty years ago.

And twenty years ago, Lin Haitang would have been about the same age...

Having seen Xiao Yu as an adult, she was almost an exact replica of Lin Haitang. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

So, the childhood appearance of Lin Haitang and Xiao Yu... wouldn’t differ much, theoretically.

Therefore, a simple deduction.

The person in the photo couldn’t be Xiao Yu, but a young Lin Haitang...

At that moment, Meng Lang felt as if fate had played a joke on him.

Their first intersection had unexpectedly happened twenty years ago...

Upon seeing the photo, Lin Haitang also had her suspicions.

But out of embarrassment and the sheer implausibility of the situation, she chose not to tell everyone.

[I flipped over the photo, looking at the slightly skewed "Encounter" written on the back...]

"Slightly skewed," that’s crucial!

A normal adult wouldn’t write like that, the only explanation being, the owner of the photo...

Had just learned how to write...

Somewhere in his mind, he envisioned a child version of Lin Haitang, earnestly writing those two words on the back of the photo with her immature handwriting.

[Cloudy day, evening, outside the car window

There is someone waiting in the future...]

[Who will I meet, what dialogue will we have?

The person I’m waiting for, how far away are they in the future...]

[I fly forward, flying across a sea of time...]

That song seemed to say nothing at all yet somehow said everything...

"Zero, when was the song ’Encounter’ released?" he suddenly asked.

["Encounter" was officially released in 2003, performed by the famous singer Sun Yanzi.]

2003...

A child from around 1998 couldn’t possibly know a song released in 2003.

The only possibility...

Meng Lang’s expression grew complex.

Why did Mr. Lin become rich overnight around 2000, why Lin Haitang was called "the writer," and why he himself had become the inheritor...

At that moment, it seemed he had found the answers.

Looking at the old photo, vague memories of his childhood surfaced in his mind.

Yet he couldn’t remember what kind of time-traveling conversation had occurred between him and the child version of Lin Haitang...

In the photo, he and the girl were holding hands, missing half a front tooth, smiling carefree.

Yet the girl, seemingly about the same age, had a maturity in her eyes that didn’t match her age.

Meng Lang was filled with a multitude of emotions.

How many elderly ladies had he helped to have been so lucky to meet her...

"Snap!" A hand suddenly landed on his shoulder, interrupting his thoughts.

Meng Lang turned his head to see a person covered head to toe in sunglasses and a cap, standing beside him.

"Who are you staring at so intently? I called you several times, and you didn’t respond," the person said, glancing at Meng Lang’s phone.

Meng Lang discreetly turned off the screen and put away his phone as he spoke.

"It’s nothing, just my kindergarten ’wife’."

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