"Dong dong!" There was a knock on the door.

"Hello, please sign for your express delivery."

"Thanks!"

Meng Lang took the carton with a confused expression.

Have I chopped my hands recently? I shouldn’t? Mainly because of my recent strength, I don’t allow it.

Could it be another "local souvenir" sent from my mother's hometown?

"Tear off!" He used the key to cut open the tape. Meng Lang was stunned when he saw what was inside.

What is this? A book?

I saw a thin, plain-looking black and white book lying quietly in the box.

Meng Lang turned it over curiously, and the next moment, he was stunned on the spot.

Just because on the cover of that book, "The Tragic Life of Meng Lang" was clearly written...

Meng Lang looked at the title of the book carefully again.

Meng's Meng, the wave of the sea wave, yes, it is his name!

The veins on his forehead throbbed.

Is this a joke made by some evil and smoking master?

How miserable is your life? I am miserable for you, uncle!

Could it be that guy Ah Xian?

No, no, it's not very likely. That's Neptune, who calls himself a "master of time management." If he doesn't spend time in the sea, how can he come ashore for his brothers?

It's not him. Could it be that I accidentally offended someone?

Meng Lang resisted the urge to throw the book to the ground and opened the pages.

What catches the eye is a photo of the author.

Wearing a hospital gown, there was no smile on his pale and frail face.

The key is to look at your appearance... Does it look like you are several decades older?

Meng Lang's mouth twitched.

It’s amazing to be able to do computer synthesis. This special effect costs more than 50 cents, right?

Resisting the urge to tear the photo into pieces, Meng Lang continued to look down with the quality and discipline he had accumulated for 24 years.

[Once, my dream was to be a police uncle, but then half of my dream was achieved and I became an uncle.

Later, my dream was to earn an annual salary of one million, marry a beautiful mentor, and reach the pinnacle of life. Later, when I had just earned an annual salary of 50,000, the beautiful mentor married someone, and the groom was not me.

So I understood that a person should be down-to-earth and set a small goal first, to join the Fortune 500!

…

I succeeded! I joined China Life Insurance and became an insurance salesperson!

…

In the end, I finally understood that you must never be down-to-earth in life. Just like Mr. Tony said, you must make money make money, so that you will not become a slave to money.

I borrowed money from relatives, maxed out my credit cards, and increased leverage to become a shareholder of China Petroleum Corporation. Then I ran into the 2018 stock market crash and became a deadbeat overnight.

…

After taking out three wallets, my parents pulled me out of the abyss. The price was that my retired parents had to start working again, and I instantly felt like I had aged several years.

…

After experiencing severe beatings from society, I finally came to my senses. I threw away the burden of my dreams and decided to guard a city, wait for someone, and spend the rest of my ordinary life with my wife and children.

That person arrived as expected, like an angel, illuminating me in the trough.

Love comes suddenly like a storm. The day after we met, it rained heavily outside and we couldn't go home. It happened that there was only one room left in the hotel...

I was sure that it was love, so I quickly held her hand and walked into the Civil Affairs Bureau with a smile.

The wind that day was so gentle and full of happiness.

Even many years later, I still clearly remember the staff member who issued the certificate for us, reminding me to tie my shoelaces with a smile full of blessings.

…

During the Spring Festival of that year, a child was born. He was a fat boy weighing 7.7 pounds and had type B blood.

There are fireworks all over the sky outside, as if the whole world is celebrating me...

Even the epidemic that broke out the following year was not able to dilute even a trace of my joy.

…

Eighteen years later, after an accidental car accident, I discovered that the blood transfusion given to her by the hospital was type A...

I thought that as long as I really liked it, I could impress someone, but it turned out that the only person I impressed was myself.

I drank a lot that day and after vomiting blood and being hospitalized, the doctor diagnosed me with advanced gastric cancer.

My parents could not bear the repeated blows, and they eventually died before me.

In desperation, I took off my oxygen mask.

As I am dying, I would like to write this book to commemorate my tragic life...]

Meng Lang held the book and was silent for a long time like a statue, and then his expression gradually became distorted.

"The tragic life of WQNM!" Meng Lang threw the book to the ground angrily.

He gritted his teeth and stepped on it a few more times.

"Don't let me know who it is, or I'll make you a 72h avi!"

Meng Lang, who was so angry that his liver ached, sat on the sofa and took a few sips of cold water, and then suppressed the evil fire in his heart.

After a long time, Meng Lang calmed down a little and began to resist the urge to kill, thinking about who he had offended, who actually went to such trouble to find a gunman to curse him.

Not to mention, this shooter's writing level is beyond the reach of anyone who has not taken the "Full Score Essay" exam. I almost shed tears when I read it myself!

Are you spending so much money just to disgust me?

What kind of hatred or resentment? Did I eat your rice or dig up your ancestral graves?

Is it the revenge of killing my father or the robbery of my wife...wait! I am a pure and pure boy, and I certainly can't commit this crime, right?

Could it be Aqiao? He messed up a few of his clients last month, but with his brain full of muscles, he probably couldn't come up with such a creative trick.

Landlord? That’s not right, it’s just one month’s rent owed. Who’s in debt these days?

Could it be that the merchant who gave me the negative review last month was dissatisfied?

Then there is no reason to know my blood type, right?

Revenge from your ex-girlfriend? Oh! I didn’t, so that’s okay.

After thinking for a long time, Meng Lang went through all the people he had offended recently, but Meng Lang couldn't find a single suspicious target.

And the more I thought about it, the more weird it seemed to me.

After calming down, he frowned, suppressed his anger, picked up the dusty book, and read it carefully again.

Then find a piece of paper and pen.

"My childhood dream was to be a policeman", "I have a crush on a beautiful mentor", "I just joined the Fortune 500", "Type A blood".

Looking at the four circled entries, Meng Lang was shocked.

"all hit!"

And the time span spans my childhood, college, and society...

Who could be so familiar with me?

Unless...this person has actually been paying close attention to me since kindergarten?

Could it be the legendary "kindergarten wife"?

Is it just because I have forgotten the "eternal oath" that I made back then that I become hateful because of love?

Meng Lang racked his brains, but he couldn't remember whether he had set a flag to "marry you when I grow up" when he was in kindergarten.

But even if I did, my crush on the beautiful mentor is definitely a secret among secrets. Even if it is my best friend A Xian, I am ashamed to talk about it. This person can actually tell the truth.

This cannot be explained by "kindergarten wife".

After thinking for a while, Meng Lang picked up his phone.

"Hey, Dad."

"Son, what's the matter? Hua la la~" There was a sound of mahjong collision over there.

"What was my dream as a child?"
To be continued...