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Chapter ninety-fifth of the last resort

 The two got out of the car, "Here, here are the keys."

"Well...you can take it first." Meng Lang thought for a while and said.

"What?" Lin Haitang was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Meng Lang meant.

"What? It's not obvious. I don't have a driver's license now. I have to find a way to get my driver's license before I can drive.

It's fast if you can get it down in ten days and a half. Didn't you hear what the experienced drivers said? This car is not afraid of driving but afraid of letting it go. The more you drive it, the more flexible it becomes, and the more you let it go, the worse it will be. I can only help you drive it for two days.

"

"This..." Lin Haitang was confused, so I helped as a driver. You want to drive this car for me?

Looking at the key in my hand, I always feel that this scene is often played in TV dramas?

Now that I think about it carefully, there is something weird about everything today...

Doubt 1: After buying a car, you find out you don’t have a driver’s license? This is outrageous!

Doubtful point: If you let yourself drive and provide full coaching guidance, doesn’t this mean that you let yourself practice driving first?

Doubt 3: This car... is obviously more suitable for girls to drive, right?

Coincidence? This is more like a premeditated and deliberate arrangement...

Look at the other party's brand new outfit.

emm..…

Women like to look good, and men...he should be no exception, right?

The opponent's series of actions seemed to be launching an offensive against him...

Could it be that the ambiguity last night got to the point where the other party had some kind of misunderstanding?

She looked slightly unnatural, then pushed the key back to Meng Lang, "I don't want it."

"Uh..." This time it was Meng Lang's turn to be confused. "Why?"

"I'm not very skilled and I'm afraid of getting scratched."

"It's okay. If it's scratched, just touch up the paint and that's it! Besides, once you get good at it, you can take Xiaoyu out to play when you have time on weekends. Children can be more cheerful if they go out more often.

Scientific education and a happy childhood must be grasped by both hands!"

He actually knew how to use Xiaoyu as an excuse...

Lin Haitang still shook his head firmly. "I don't want it."

Meng Lang was helpless. Why didn't this guy feel sorry for his sister...

Seeing that the other party was going to get out of the back seat and salute, Meng Lang could only go over to help.

"It's okay to leave this car alone. I have to go back to my hometown tomorrow. It will be more convenient for you to take Xiaoyu to and from school while I'm away.

Besides, you see it’s inconvenient for you to always squeeze into the bus when commuting to and from get off work. It can also save a lot of commuting time, so you can have more time with Xiaoyu, right?"

Meng Lang never left Xiaoyu, but this had a different meaning to Lin Haitang's ears...

This guy...couldn't it be because he didn't want to squeeze into the bus...

Thinking of the scene when they first met, Lin Haitang's face turned red.

However, thinking of the girl that night, she still suppressed the throbbing in her heart and kept a straight face.

"I told you I don't need it. If you really want someone to drive, you can ask your girlfriend."

"Girlfriend?" Meng Lang paused in his salute. He looked at Lin Haitang with a blank look on his face. The fact that I have a girlfriend...it was quite sudden.

Why doesn’t my client know anything about this!?

Meng Lang had a strange feeling that he had suddenly discovered a "blind spot of fate" for no reason.

He looked at Lin Haitang, "But I don't have a girlfriend?"

"What?" Lin Haitang frowned.

Wasn't that girl in the bar that night your girlfriend?"

"That girl at the bar...oh! Are you talking about Lu Kexin?" Meng Lang suddenly realized and couldn't laugh or cry.

"Who told you that was my girlfriend? It was a misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstanding?" Lin Haitang looked at him with a look of disbelief. "She is from Xishan, right?"

"Eh? How do you know?"

"Looking at the accent, a roommate of mine in college is also from Xishan, and I am very familiar with the accent there."

"Oh, so that's it..." Meng Lang nodded, and then asked doubtfully, "But he is from Xishan, what does it have to do with me?"

"I remember you learned your steamed noodles from a girl from Xishan, right? You want to say that they are not the same person?" Lin Haitang stared at Meng Lang unblinkingly.

Meng Lang was stunned.

Let me go! Are you Holmes Tang?

Can you directly target someone with an accent and a bowl of soybean noodles?

No wonder people misunderstood. This is a good reason. If you ask them if they are the same person...

How can I explain this?

Could it be that the "Lu Kexin" in the steamed noodles is not the "Lu Kexin" in the bar that day? They are "sisters in time and space" who look exactly the same but have no intersection with each other?

"You really misunderstood. Counting that night, we have only met twice, okay?" Meng Lang said helplessly.

"What? Not a girlfriend? If not a girlfriend, you still..." Lin Haitang's eyes widened in disbelief.

"What else?" Meng Lang looked confused.

Seeing Meng Lang still "acting stupid", Lin Haitang's face suddenly darkened.

If we meet twice, we can hug each other and enter the hotel together?

This nature is simply worse!

Now he is still trying to provoke me by acting like nothing happened...

The most ridiculous thing in the world is that I know the truth, and you are still lying there thinking you can do it perfectly...

Seeing that Lin Haitang's face turned darker after hearing his explanation, Meng Lang looked blank.

"It's nothing. I have no right to interfere with your private life, and I have no interest in knowing it!"

Lin Haitang turned around and left with a dark face, dragging his suitcase.

This has nothing to do with me, but I don’t know why, I just feel very angry...

Hmm! I must be fighting for Weiwei!

"Uh..." Meng Lang was confused in the wind.

Is it so heinous to just go to a bar and drink two glasses of juice?

1103

"Ding dong!" "Click!"

"Begonia, you are here! Come, bring your things in, I have tidied up the room for you! Uh... what's wrong with you?"

When Yan Weiwei opened the door and saw the two of them, she immediately welcomed them in with a smile. Then she noticed something was wrong with Lin Haitang's face.

"Nothing, I'll go ahead and pack my things."

Seeing Lin Haitang walking into the room with his suitcase, Yan Weiwei looked at Meng Lang with a puzzled look.

"What's wrong with her?"

"Ask me, I want to know too!" Meng Lang looked helpless.

Now he kind of understands why the guy who chose to be a beast talked about "counter-effects"...

Lin Haitang clearly misunderstood that he and Lu Kexin were boyfriend and girlfriend. In this case, wouldn't it mean that the more he did, the worse he looked?

But what he couldn't figure out was why it was okay if he didn't explain, but it was worse if he did.

Yan Weiwei suddenly became happy.

"Oh haha! Don't worry, little Mencius. I'll ask you later and try to help you resolve your past feud."

"If you put away the gloating expression on your face first, your words will be more convincing.

If you don’t ask to settle the old feud, don’t fan the flames, I’ll just thank you!”

"Tch! Well, that's your new room. It uses a fingerprint password lock, which can also be used for face recognition. The administrator password is six six. You can reset it yourself later."

Yan Weiwei pointed to the security door opposite with 1102 hanging on it.

Meng Lang pulled his suitcase over and opened the security door with the password. His eyes lit up as soon as he saw the indoor space.

The bright living room has clear windows, white curtains, and a black and white decoration style. It is fully equipped with refrigerators, appliances, sofas, tables, and chairs. When you walk in, there is a faint smell of incense. It has obviously been cleaned recently.

After a little shopping, I found that this is a finely decorated suite with three bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and two bathrooms, with an area of ​​about 120 square meters.

In addition to the master bedroom with bathroom, there is a second bedroom and another room that is empty and has nothing.

Meng Lang was quite satisfied after reading it.

"How about it?"

"Yeah! I think it's good, but isn't it a bit too big for me to live alone? And these furniture and appliances... Why do they all feel new?" Meng Lang asked doubtfully.

Not to mention the brand new sofas, tables and chairs, even the labels on the refrigerator haven't been peeled off yet.

"Ahem! The last tenant just came here and left because of something urgent. He couldn't take the furniture or anything with him, so he stayed at a discounted price." Yan Weiwei said casually.

"Really? That's really lucky." Meng Lang said happily.

"By the way, I haven't asked you how much the monthly rent here is."

"Hmm...3000."

"What? 3000?!" Meng Lang looked at Yan Weiwei in shock.

"With this area, this location, this property, this decoration, there are people who want 6,000, right?"

"Didn't I say last time that the rent will be halved and water and electricity will be free of charge." Yan Weiwei looked unconcerned.

Meng Lang was stunned for a moment. Yan Weiwei did say such a thing when he was at the police station before, but it was a complete joke. Meng Lang didn't take it seriously at all.

"Uh... no, that's not so funny."

"Okay, you are whining, are you a man? I, Yan Weiwei, have made a mistake and it is difficult to follow up. If I say it will be halved, I will halve it!

It's okay if you don't want to pay, I won't miss your rent. Speaking of which, you saved my life once, so I'll treat it as yours."

"Well…"

Meng Lang couldn't tell that Yan Weiwei was taking care of his "financial situation".

This guy...is so arrogant when expressing kindness...

He was not a pretentious person, and he stopped shirk- ing immediately.

"Well, you are the landlord and you have the final say."

This small amount of money is nothing to him now. He just treats it as a favor from Yan Weiwei and will pay it back in the future.

"Well! It's okay, I'm leaving!"

Yan Weiwei's eyes brightened a little when she saw that Meng Lang was happy. She flicked her ponytail and was about to leave, but she suddenly stopped before going out.

After thinking about it, he turned around and said.

"This place is so big, it would be a waste for you to live alone. Bring your girlfriend over too. We are always separated. Be careful if she runs away with someone else!"

"Well……"

Meng Lang was in confusion again.

Girlfriend? Girlfriend again?

Forget it, Lin Haitang, why do you even "know" that I have a girlfriend?

It seems like the whole world knows that he has a girlfriend, but he is the only one who is kept in the dark?

Okay, these two guys have definitely updated each other's "gossip database", right?

Forget about gossiping, can you be more professional and stop engaging in “fake news!”

("False news!")?

"actually…"

"What?"

Meng Lang hesitated to speak, but finally put down his hand dejectedly.

How could a remaining fighter be defeated twice by the same move?

Since the "gossip database" of the two people is consistent, who can guarantee that if I use the same explanation, it will not trigger the same sudden drop in favorability?

That bad old man of fate must be waiting for me to explain, and then history repeats itself again, and Yan Weiwei becomes "Lin Haitang No. 2" and slams the door and leaves?

Lin Haitang, the legal person in the team, is in danger. If there is another problem with the force person, will my right and left arms be broken?

Insidious! Insidious!

How could I be fooled again?

"Actually... I just want to ask a more personal question." Meng Lang changed the topic.

A more personal question? What?" Yan Weiwei was confused.

"Do you... have a sister?"

"What?"

Well, it turns out that it is impossible for "everyone to have a girl" in this book, at least not Yan Weiwei.

This proves that the person who made pork ribs and lotus root soup for herself in "Revelations" cannot be Yan Weiwei's sister...

Then...the problem is rather big.

Since it's not Yan Weiwei, then Yan Weiwei's emotional line in "Death Knell"... is probably a new chapter?

Although I only lived for three days in the last episode, if I continue according to this script, it seems likely that something will happen between me and Yan Weiwei?

The second emotional line...

Oh no, if you include Lu Kexin, this should be the third one?

Sure enough, since the future can be changed, then the future emotional line...can certainly be changed...

He couldn't help but cover his face.

Appeared! Overtime derailment!

This is not my original intention, but some small changes, with the accumulation of time, will eventually present a completely different future...or a completely different other half?

So in the last episode, some of my actions activated Yan Weiwei's emotional line?

Isn't this a time-travel affair?

No, no, that's my brother. They were still monogamous in that time and space, so how could it be considered cheating? Not even spiritual cheating.

Meng Lang started to comfort himself.

But the problem comes again.

Don't forget, there is some unknown form of spiritual resonance between these brothers and myself. In other words, I am the "spiritual gathering place" for all of them.

Triggered by the scene in the bar, I clearly had a "memory fusion phenomenon" with Meng Lang in "The Miserable Life", and thus saw certain memory fragments.

It was also at that time that I began to be influenced by the other party, and actually developed some subtle "emotions" of love and hate towards Lu Kexin.

This is one of the reasons that prompted him to save people.

But one is okay. If the number of love lines increases, will I continue to be influenced by other brothers?

At that time, if there are several brothers who are more passionate than me and instill memories into me, and they happen to choose different love lines with their own personality... I am afraid that I will be forced to become a philanderer?

So at the end of the analysis...the scumbag is not anyone else, but myself?

Why do I suddenly feel that those brothers are actually quite happy? At least they live so simply.

In other words, I accepted the gift of their lives, but at the same time I also shouldered some of their responsibilities?

Is this a peach blossom debt or a peach blossom disaster?

Is it really necessary to fall in love with you?


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