My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 90 For Whom the Death Bell Tolls
"So you are now... more than friendship, but less than lover?"

Duan Xian, who was a little dizzy, thought for a long time, and could only give such a summary.

Meng Lang frowned and thought about it.

"Although there are some discrepancies, the situation is probably like this."

Duan Xian rolled his eyes.

"You spared so many turns, don't you still consult yourself?"

I am consulting myself, always myself...

"Brother! If you spot the target, then don't hesitate to shoot decisively!

Come!Tell me about her general situation, such as personality, interpersonal relationship, and where you have progressed, and I will help you as a staff member. "

Meng Lang thought about it, although he was not quite sure whether his guess was the answer.

But it's not a bad thing to provide yourself and your brothers with some professional advice, so be prepared!
So he thought about it and said.

"Me and her, there was some misunderstanding at first, but later the misunderstanding was resolved, and our relationship is not bad now.

Occasionally have a meal together, go for a run, and chat... about work.

Her parents are divorced, she is relatively independent and assertive, she has a strong personality and sharp words, she is an elite female white-collar worker, she brings a younger sister alone, she is usually too busy to spend time with her.

Oh!I have a good relationship with her sister. "

Duan Xian nodded in satisfaction, "Yeah! Shoot people first, shoot horses, take care of my sister first, and then my sister, your strategy is very good!

Then how is her condition in all aspects, is there any suitors around?Any particularly threatening rivals? "

"Conditions...except for family and financial conditions, there is nothing else to say. With outstanding looks and versatile talents, there should be no shortage of suitors. As for threatening rivals..."

Meng Lang thought of Yan Lihua, and his face immediately became serious.

"Yes! And it's very strong!"

"Is that so..." Duan Xian frowned.

"According to what you said, she is beautiful, attractive, capable of working, and has many suitors... If it was in the past, I would definitely sweat for you."

"What about now?" Meng Lang asked puzzled.

"Now you are rich!" Duan Xian said as a matter of course.

"Didn't you say that the other party's economic conditions are mediocre? Demonstrating one's wealth and strength is an important way to give women a sense of security!"

"Uh..." Meng Lang rolled his eyes.

"Thank you! The suggestion you gave happened to step on the opponent's minefield!"

"Why?" Duan Xian froze for a moment.

"Her father divorced her mother because she suddenly became an upstart, so she hates nouveau riche like me the most!"

"Eh? Is that so..." Duan Xian rubbed his chin.

"This is more troublesome. Generally, this kind of family will have instinctive wariness and rejection of the opposite sex and marriage."

Meng Lang nodded in agreement. Before saving Xiao Yu, Lin Haitang had never given himself a good face.

"But the good news is that your competitors will also enter this hell difficulty just like you."

Meng Lang couldn't help but think of Yan Lihua again.

Instinctive wariness and rejection of the opposite sex and marriage...

I go!Could this be their natural advantage?
Duan Xian looked at Meng Lang and said suddenly, "Let me ask you, do you want to fall in love with him or marry him?"

"Is there a difference?" Meng Lang was puzzled.

"Of course there is. If you want to fall in love with the other party, it's relatively simple. You just do what the other person likes. Find out what the other person likes and make her believe that you are her destiny. Once there is a spark, take advantage of the other person's enthusiasm and win it in one fell swoop!
Remember, if she doesn't want to wear the wedding dress you gave, then don't stop your hand from unbuttoning her dress! "

"Uh..." Meng Lang was speechless.

"Is there a less scumbag way?"

"That's why I went to get married? This is more troublesome, and it must be further upgraded according to the way of dating!
It is still necessary to do what one likes first, sparking sparks and making the other party's head hot, but when it comes to the last step, one must not act too hastily!
To use an analogy, this kind of woman is like a piece of ice, it doesn't take a day to freeze three feet, if you are too impatient and choose to use a hammer, it will easily break the other person's heart together.

If you want to melt the ice, you have to persevere, touch the other party in all aspects in work and life, give the other party a sense of security, and melt this hard ice bit by bit! "

"Yeah!" Meng Lang nodded again and again. This method seemed to be quite reliable.

"Then how to do it?"

"That depends on personal conditions and understanding, and it varies from person to person according to the object. Ordinary ones include giving her meticulous care in life, and giving her as much support as possible in work.

When the other party is weak and asks for warmth, if the bulb is broken, the heating is not hot and the air conditioner is not cold, then take the lead! "

"This...would it be too dog-licking?" Meng Lang hesitated.

"Lick the dog?" Duan Xian seemed to have heard some funny joke.

"First of all, any beautiful and attractive woman in the world will not fall in love with you just because you stand coldly in the wind and say a few beautiful words, especially the kind of woman you mentioned.

There is no love for no reason in this world, and there is no halo of the protagonist, right? "

Hmm...seems to make sense.

"Secondly, the reason why the word licking the dog appears is entirely because some people's methods of chasing girls are purely scumbags.

Lick the Dog is 1% inspiration and 99% perspiration.

However, they don't understand that 1% of inspiration is far more important than 99% of sweat.

Some people always complain about why they can't find a right person among the 14 billion people. However, even if there are only four multiple-choice questions, the scumbags still can't find the right answer.

Finally, hard work is necessary, but hard work also requires methods, otherwise it will be counterproductive.

So what we should despise is not the dog, but the way the other party licks! "

Meng Lang nodded if he realized something.

"As expected of Duan Laoshi, listening to Jun's words is better than reading ten books! In this way, we should be able to avoid detours."

we?

Duan Xian shook his head, and his eyes became inexplicably vicissitudes.

"Taking detours is bound to take detours, even if I am, have I not gone through many detours?

I have also regretted it before, but love is not time travel, everyone wants to go back to the beginning, but no one can do it.

There is no rehearsal in life, every day is a live broadcast..."

Meng Lang looked at Duan Xian with a hint of surprise.

This is Duan Xian with a story, but unfortunately there is no wine now.

"Thank you Duan Laoshi, I think I understand it!" Meng Lang checked the time, stood up and walked out.

"Hey! Where are you going?"

"Go to rehearsal!"

"Uh……"

……

Sitting in the back of the taxi, Meng Lang took out the book in his arms.

Other people's lives may be broadcast live, but my life... can really be a rehearsal!
Holding the test of his learning results and full of hope for a better life in the future, Meng Lang can't wait to look at his future...

The blue-gray cover looked a bit depressing, but the title of the book on the cover directly chilled Meng Lang's heart.

"For Whom the Bell Tolls"

Uh……

Is it still so exciting to come up?

Don't panic, don't panic!Just taken out of context, it's all routine... right?

With a trace of apprehension, he turned the pages of the book.

【All people are actually a whole. The misfortune of others is your misfortune. Don't think that the death knell is tolling for whom, it is tolling for you.

Society is a bus, and everyone is on this bus. When someone on the bus encounters misfortune, it is likely that you will be the next one.

So, never be indifferent to other people's misfortune and suffering, because no snowflake is innocent in front of an avalanche...

On April 2018, 4, I calmly accepted my destiny to charge into the future.

Even if tomorrow is the end of the world, we still need to dress appropriately and calm down. This is an attitude in life.

I should be thankful that I am still far away from my doomsday, long enough for me to think about how to spend my life...

There is no loss or unwillingness, perhaps before that, we have already made such psychological preparations.

After all... life is like making a phone call, either you hang up first or I hang up first.

Maybe it’s because of the change in my mentality, or maybe it’s because I know that life is short, because of this bitterness and shortness, I started to go my own way...

The dinner that day was delicious. Under the dim candlelight, I made a bold decision that even I thought was unbelievable!
Mourning is so easy, it's really cool to love life despite everything, isn't it?

So, I chose a very different life path from my last predecessor.

I started sweating, getting inspired, and decided to live in the moment and seize every second of my life that was left.

However... everything seems to have the opposite effect?

Duan Laoshi misunderstood me!

The next day I moved, the new house was very satisfying, and I began to plan the rest of my life with great interest.

However, it was Wang Zhaoping who received the call first.

I thought he was here to ask for news, but unexpectedly he inquired about his relationship with Lu Kexin out of nowhere.

Then from him, I got a shocking news...

Lu Kexin... is dead? !

Because there is no mirror, I don't know what expression I had when I heard the news.

indifferent?Sad?grief?

One corpse, two lives!
Although this is a person with whom I have only two sides, and I shouldn't lose my composure, I still feel inexplicable anger.

The body was found in an unfinished building in the suburbs.

According to the autopsy, the victim was killed at around 12 o'clock in the morning, and the cause of death was suffocation.

In addition to the fatal strangulation mark on the neck, there was a bruise on the forehead. It was obvious that after being knocked out, he was brought to the place where he was killed, and then committed the crime.

According to the communication survey, at 2 o'clock in the evening on the 10nd, Lu Kexin received a call from an unknown person and went out late at night, but his whereabouts were unknown afterwards.

The police are investigating, but even if the murderer is caught, the dead are dead.

The death knell has long tolled...

Feeling depressed, I took advantage of the wine and told Yan Weiwei and Lin Haitang about this matter.

However, for some reason, they looked at me strangely, but after that I fell unconscious...

After waking up, I was shocked to find that Yan Weiwei's attitude towards me had undergone a subtle change, but I didn't know the reason for this change.

But before I could figure it out, I bid them a short farewell, because Ching Ming Festival is here.

On April 4th, I embarked on a journey home to worship my ancestors.

Because I suffer from airplane phobia, I chose the safe route of taking the bullet train and then taking the bus back to my hometown.

Bought a luggage full of gifts, and the joy of going home soon slightly diluted the inexplicable sadness brought about by Lu Kexin's death.

But the strange thing is that Yan Weiwei took the initiative to send me to the station.

When he parted, he even told me in a very rare way that he wanted to tell me something when I came back, and that expression gave me an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

I don't understand. Is there anything that can't be said directly now?
However, I was vaguely aware of the change in Yan Weiwei's attitude and abnormal expression in the past two days.

I was a little puzzled in my heart, what did I do to miss the passenger car?The original script didn't seem to develop that way.

Forget it, as an ordinary person, it is meaningless to my life to think about these mysteries hidden in the long river of time.

Thanks to Yan Weiwei's Porsche 911, I changed the schedule and got on the earlier high-speed train.

The journey to the small country of Hua is not long. Technology has made the world smaller, but what is long is the rugged mountain road after getting off the high-speed rail.

I sat drowsy in the rickety bus, and vaguely, a chaotic quarrel came from my ears.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a woman in gray cloth in front of me arguing with the driver.

I don't understand what's going on, but I'm not in the mood to meddle.

Like most people in the car, he watched the development of the situation quietly with a mood of watching the excitement.

Inside the car were mothers with children, villagers going to the market, businessmen, and travelers who, like me, returned home to worship their ancestors.

Listen, listen, I probably understand the whole story.

The woman overslept and sat past the station. When she woke up, she blamed the driver for not reporting the stop, which caused her to take a long way, and asked the driver to be responsible before sending her back.

The driver naturally shook his head to reject this obviously unreasonable request.

The argument escalated into shoving.

From the increasing shaking of the bus, some of us finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

I looked out of the car window, at the bottom of the steep mountain road, there was a rushing river and an endless abyss...

"do not do that!"

Finally, the passengers near the driver stood up and stopped, but unfortunately it was still a step too late.

After the driver hit back angrily, the steering wheel lost control, and the two buses turned sharply to the left and crashed into the fragile protective barrier on the side of the road.

"boom!"

After a roar, I just felt that my whole body began to fly upwards uncontrollably, and then the sky was spinning.

At the last moment of my consciousness, my eyes were full of turbulent water, and my ears were full of helpless cries.

There are men, there are women, and there are children...

The death knell tolls for her, and for me, and for all...

In a daze, Yan Weiwei's tenderness in front of the station appeared in my mind...

My whole life.

Passionate since ancient times, free of hatred,
Good dreams come from the easiest way to wake up,

Never see each other again,
Finally spend the spring and autumn alone...]

(End of this chapter)