My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 232 Dislocation of Time and Space
"He has a grudge against you?"

"No?"

"Then you have a grudge against me?"

"Neither."

"Then you just praised him for earning money for us, and then you deliberately cheated people with your back foot? What's your heart?"

"Uh... Did I say it was because of his trustworthiness?"

"You deliberately drank someone a glass of wine, and then reported him for drunk driving backhandedly. Is this for his own good?"

"I just observed it. He walks in a straight line and speaks clearly, which means that he can drink well. It's just a glass of wine. There will be no problem with road safety."

"Is this the point!"

"Hey! There are some things you don't understand. If something is bad now, it doesn't mean that the future will be bad.

The real generosity to the future is to leave all the suffering to the present, which is called bitterness before sweetness! "

In the movie, because of Zhang Chi's dream, the ending is to fly into the sea...

This is simply a true portrayal of Han Fei's life!
Sometimes, although the dream is beautiful, but for the sake of my life, I should give up or give up...

"Go ahead! Didn't you ever think that if he got depressed, he would ruin the film?" Yan Weiwei curled her lips.

"Uh……"

Meng Lang was immediately stopped by the question.

To be honest, he was so focused on "helping people to the end", he really didn't have time to consider the issue of "sending the Buddha to the west".

Although Han Fei was a cash cow in the previous episodes, it was the planned route on the premise that he did not exert his prehistoric power.

What if I use too much force this time and shake this money tree to pieces...

Seeing Yan Weiwei staring at him strangely, Meng Lang coughed a little guilty.

"Cough! No matter what you say, this person came all the way from 'inspirational'. I don't think he is a person with such a poor mental capacity, right?

And you didn't read Li Bai, Du Fu, these ancient literati, the worse their own circumstances, the more literary and creative they are, and the articles left behind are all masterpieces handed down from generation to generation.

They are all scholars, there is no reason why there is too much difference..."

Gods are all scholars!

Yan Weiwei rolled her eyes speechlessly.

Can this be the same?
Besides, the current scholars, when the situation is bad, most of them are just ruined!
"Cough! If we don't go back, what are we doing here on the beach?"

Meng Lang felt that it was too troublesome to explain, so he quickly changed the subject.

It's too difficult for me to do good deeds without leaving a name...

Yan Weiwei glanced at him, "Is it too full to digest food?"

At the moment, the two are on a beach in front of the seafood restaurant.

Lifting the shoes in the hand, the fine white sand is under the feet, the crashing waves are in the distance, and the sea breeze with a little fishy smell is blowing, which is a little chilly.

A couple of couples were walking and playing by the seaside. Not far away was a karaoke stand on the beach. A young man was holding a guitar, and his mellow singing came from afar...

"Come on, is that friend you mentioned Gao Yuan?
Apart from her, I'm afraid no one can easily come up with 2 million, right? "

Yan Weiwei just saw that Meng Lang had other plans tonight, but there were outsiders present, so she didn't ask many questions on the spot.

But...the rich woman faced a richer rich woman...

Sure enough, I still care a little bit.

That's what I wanted to ask.

Meng Lang thought for a while and nodded.

"Hmm! Because of... work, Gao Yuan and I have some cooperation.

You know my side job is intelligence, right? I'm her... special strategic advisor. "

Yan Weiwei was undoubtedly the kind of person she could trust. Although Meng Lang couldn't explain it to her in detail, there was no need to hide it.

Give yourself the title of strategic consultant, and it will be convenient for you to act in the future.

"Hmph! A big deal of 2 million yuan, and you made the decision for others without even making a phone call. You, the special consultant, have cooperated very deeply?"

Meng Lang touched his nose.

The focus of your attention is a bit skewed, shouldn't you be curious about what kind of cooperation you have with her?

Seeing that Meng Lang was silent, Yan Weiwei curled her lips.

"I'll return the 50 yuan to you when I turn back. We're always talking about a business worth several hundred million yuan. As far as your relationship is concerned, it seems that I don't need to worry about performance for you.

Maybe the salary you get from others is higher than the rent I collect..."

Meng Lang was taken aback for a moment.

This tone...why does it still have the taste of separating the relationship?
It's strange to say that they deducted 50 from me, and I think it's because they treat me as a friend instead of an outsider.

This time, when he was going to pay her back, she felt like she wanted to draw a line with herself.

This is like a friend asking me to borrow two yuan and fifty cents for the bus.

Then he went back to the dormitory and had to give it back to himself, even the fifty cents worth of steel coins.

My first thought was, this guy definitely treats me as an outsider, who can't get along...

Um!It seems that I still need to get used to the exchange rate conversion between rich people...

"Cough! How could it be? In fact, she had already agreed to it before coming here. At most, I just run errands for others, taking advantage of poor information, and earning some hard work."

Um!I'm telling the truth, at most it's just a little more hard work earned by the information gap...

"So you'd better keep this money for me, otherwise I will eat and drink for free every day, and I always feel that I am taking advantage of you."

What is taking advantage of me!
Yan Weiwei glared at him, but her mood improved inexplicably.

"Okay, then I'll help you invest in the 50 yuan to make a movie together. If you lose, everyone will lose together, hehe!"

After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but smile smugly.

Lifting the hem of the skirt, let the sea water overwhelm her white ankles over and over again, with the sea breeze blowing, her face showed a look of enjoyment.

Meng Lang looked at her, only to realize that Yan Weiwei seemed different today, so he also smiled.

"Do you like the sea very much?"

"Hmm! I grew up deep in the mountains and spent most of my childhood practicing martial arts, so I fell in love with the sea at first sight.

Because it makes me feel free. "

Meng Lang froze for a moment, looking at Yan Weiwei's intoxicated expression.

Maybe... that's why she didn't want to go to that "mountain climbing meeting"?

"Huh? You can actually see that cruise ship here!" Yan Weiwei suddenly pointed her forehead into the distance.

Meng Lang heard the words and looked into the distance, and he saw the "Carnival Dream" quietly parked at the pier in the distance.

I guess the police are still finishing the work...

Looking at the brightly lit cruise ship, meng lang couldn't help but feel emotional.

After all, this cruise ship... was the place that changed his life twice...

I have never been on that cruise ship, but it has been firmly engraved in my mind.

He looked at the cruise ship in the distance, and his thoughts drifted back to his "Doomsday Cruise Plan", feeling a little heavy in his heart.

Certain information from the previous episode undoubtedly cast a shadow over the "Doomsday Cruise Plan".

[The source of the signal that will be transmitted every other month... is from the depths of the Pacific Ocean!

Moreover, its location is constantly changing every month.

That thing...it can move on the bottom of the ocean! 】

Meng Lang's eyes turned to the dark blue that was out of reach...

If the other party's contact hub is really hidden in the depths of the ocean, then his doomsday cruise plan may be sending a sheep into a tiger's mouth.

This earth...nowhere is a pure land...

It seems that it is still necessary to stick to the "two-city strategy". The "Doomsday Cruise" and the "Doomsday Fortress", one is in the vast dark blue, and the other is in the vast mountains.

Walking on two legs, even if one leg is limped in the end, at least you can barely hop?
"It's a pity. Originally, I wanted to watch the sunrise on the sea." Yan Weiwei's voice was slightly regretful.

Meng Lang thought about it.

Indeed, she accompanied her to a total of three copies of the cruise ship, one landed in a box, one failed to board the ship, as for the third time...

There have been explosions and shootings, and it must be a waste of time to watch the sunrise.

Looking at Yan Weiwei's slightly regretful expression, the figure lying in her arms in my mind overlapped with the other inexplicably...

[For you, I spent half a year's savings
Across the ocean to see you
for this meeting
I even breathe when we meet
have practiced repeatedly
memory it always accumulates slowly

I can't erase it from my heart...]

On the karaoke stand on the beach not far away, the guitarist played and sang the song "Across the Ocean to See You", and the singing sound came...

"Well... If there is a chance, I will definitely make it up to you... the most magnificent sunrise on the sea in the world!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Meng Lang froze.

Yan Weiwei was also stunned.

A blush appeared on his face.

It's just that the tantalizing night covered up the ambiguous atmosphere in the darkness...

"Cough! I mean, it won't work this time, there will be a next time." Meng Lang remedied the embarrassment.

"Cut! It's as if I will definitely invite you next time..." Yan Weiwei turned her head to hide her inner panic.

The two walked in silence with their heads bowed, and they approached the karaoke stand on the beach without knowing it.

"Handsome guy! Beauty! Do you want to sing a song? 10 yuan a time!"

The young man with the guitar smiled and waved to the two.

The guitar is a bit worn out, and the paint is even peeling off in some places, which makes the young man look a little downcast, but he has a smile on his face and looks very sunny.

Yan Weiwei turned her head and glanced at Meng Lang, then smiled and narrowed her eyes the next moment, then pointed over there.

"Since what you said is so sincere, then singing a song to me will be my compensation."

"Uh..." Meng Lang didn't expect that Yan Weiwei would suddenly make such a request.

"Handsome! Here!"

When the young guitarist saw that the business was coming, he didn't care whether Meng Lang wanted it or not, so he smiled and put the microphone into his hand.

"Um……"

Looking down at the microphone in his hand, he wanted to refuse at first, but the next moment, a song suddenly appeared in his mind...

emm...

Well, well, since it is your "last wish"...

Sighed.

"Well... can I borrow the guitar?"

"Okay!" The young man untied the guitar readily.

After Meng Lang hung up the guitar, he looked up at Yan Weiwei again.

The next moment, he played and sang lightly with a rather complicated expression.

【Movies That Don’t Fill Half a Row of Audiences

until the lights suddenly turn on at the end of the show
The subtitles are fixed in the production and distribution of XX...]

Meng Lang's singing was not professional, but it was full of inexplicable emotions, which gave the song an inexplicably different rendering power.

The somewhat down-and-out young man was stunned.

This song... I don't think I've heard it before?

[I watch them off, they are in a hurry
like an overwhelmed repeat student
Can't complete the mission of the gold list title
Life is not a rock-paper-scissors decision
So capricious...]

The nearby lovers were attracted by the singing that they had never heard before, and couldn't help but stop and listen.

【I blow the evening wind you blow
So are we embracing?
But empty-handed like waking up from a dream

heart is empty

I blow the evening wind that you blow

Have you seen the same scenery
Like disturbing jet lag and staying in a dislocation time and space...]

I have blown the evening wind that you have blown, so are we hugging each other?

this lyrics...

Yan Weiwei stood on the beach, why did she feel an inexplicable sadness in her heart, as if she had lost something?
Listening to this unfamiliar song in a daze, looking at the man playing and singing in front of him, his eyes were a little blurred.

until the end of the song...

"Brother...Brother! Can you tell me, what is the name of this... this song?"

The young man asked stupidly.

Meng Lang put down the guitar, and the inexplicable emotions lingering in his heart slowly dissipated.

Sighed.

"...It's called, "Displaced Time and Space"."

　There are easter eggs in the back (￣▽￣)

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(End of this chapter)