HBWnovel Chapter 625 From Collapse to Indifference
Chapter 625 From Collapse to Indifference
Chapter 625 From Collapse to Indifference
The meal was a pleasant one for both the host and guests, and it lasted until after 9 p.m.
It wasn't until it was Xiaoyu's bedtime that Meng Qingqing, who was just about to tell everyone about Meng Lang's "Childhood Fun Chapter Nine, Episode Nine," was dragged home by the back of her neck by Meng Lang, who had a dark expression on his face.
"Ah~ Sister Haitang has such a great personality. She's beautiful, a lawyer who upholds justice, and she's also an excellent cook..."
"But Sister Weiwei is pretty good too. She's beautiful, cool, and knows martial arts. She makes me feel so safe... Ugh, it's so hard to choose..."
Looking at his younger sister, who was covering her face and squirming on the sofa, Meng Lang was speechless.
"You're a girl, stop being such a fangirl!"
Meng Qingqing immediately sat up, nudged Meng Lang with her elbow, and grinned mischievously.
"Dude, don't tell me you're not interested. If I were a guy, I'd be tempted too. Two stunning beauties like that live right next door, and they're both single!"
No, one of them isn't, and neither is your brother...
Meng Lang thought to himself.
"You don't need to worry about your brother's affairs."
"That won't do. I promised my parents I would be a matchmaker."
"Hehe! What your older brother needs right now isn't a matchmaker..."
Meng Qingqing thought Meng Lang was backing out, so she quickly encouraged him.
"No way! You've got a great opportunity, brother, you have to seize it!"
And bro, didn't you notice how enthusiastic they were towards me tonight?
"So what? They're just hospitable."
"Are you stupid! Their enthusiasm isn't definitely for me!"
Hey! Do you think it's possible that one of them actually has feelings for you too?
Meng Lang glanced at Meng Qingqing, who had a gossipy look on her face, and a smile crept onto his lips.
"Let's be bold and guess, maybe there's more than one?"
Meng Qingqing was stunned.
"More than one? Pfft! Bro, you're killing me... When did you become so trusting? Hahaha..."
rash:"……"
"Brother, it's not that I look down on you, but with your emotional intelligence, we'd be lucky to even handle one of the Meng family members, let alone two! Don't be ridiculous!"
Meng Lang curled his lip.
One "I" definitely can't handle it.
The problem is, there's more than one "I"...
Meng Lang did not refute, but simply looked at the other person quietly.
"Uh……"
Meng Qingqing's smile slowly froze on her face, and her eyes widened in surprise...
……
He gave Meng Qingqing a knowing look that said "figure it out yourself," and ignored her increasingly out-of-control expression before walking straight back to his study.
"boom!"
After closing the door, Meng Lang still reflected on his actions.
Although the intention was to let Meng Qingqing know that her idea of being a matchmaker was unnecessary and to tell her to hurry up and go to Hainan...
But then I thought about the expression on the other person's face just now...
Why am I secretly pleased?
Alas! Indeed! What people need to dispel is the fog of vanity, the illusion of showing off, and that shallow desire to always flaunt...
But when did I start to feel proud of this instead of being ashamed of it?
Was it Lin Haitang's words, "I like both minced meat noodles and fried sauce noodles," that gave him undue expectations?
It's the same path our predecessors have walked; why shouldn't I follow it and give them the courage?
Hmm... It's definitely not because I'm a bad person, it's all the fault of the winner in life from the last episode.
When a path is trodden by a pioneer, the torch he lit illuminates the night for those who follow...
That's right, I was just passively repeating the same mistakes.
Thinking back to dinner just now, the family was laughing and chatting happily...
Meng Lang's mind wandered, and a smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.
The future... it's truly something to look forward to...
So he picked up his autobiography from today...
A Thousand Years of Solitude!
rash:"……"
Okay, okay, One Hundred Years of Solitude isn't enough, you'll give me ten times that amount, right?
The book's exaggerated title immediately contradicts my expectations for the future.
However, Meng Lang remained quite calm.
From the first time I finished reading "Les Misérables" and was so angry that I threw the book, now I can calmly accept any way I die.
After so many times, I haven't learned anything else, but the main thing I've learned is emotional stability.
Isn't that what life is all about... going from collapse to indifference time and time again?
Moreover, given the nature of these brothers, they can turn "Mein Kampf" into a story of tears behind bars, and "A Thousand Years of Solitude" might just be a wish for my long and happy marriage.
With a self-comforting mental suggestion, he calmly looked at the book cover...
The cover this time is very strange. One half looks like a sand painting scribbled on a beach, while the other half looks as smooth as if it has been wiped away by the waves.
However, judging from the fact that only half of the sand painting remains, it is not hard to imagine that the sand is covered with casually drawn smiling faces.
Abstract art again...
Reluctantly, I turned the pages of the book, and what I saw was a photograph.
This time it wasn't a group photo, but rather a picture of someone's back.
He was wearing a very form-fitting silver mechanical armor, standing on a metal platform with his back to the camera, so his face was not visible.
Below the platform lies a technologically advanced miniature city, while above it stretches a transparent dome, beyond which lies a massive, gray planet filled with swirling storms.
The person stood with their hands behind their back, looking up at the planet. Their figure looked somewhat familiar, yet also somewhat lonely...
"This...could it be me?"
Meng Lang's expression was strange.
After all, it's his own autobiography; surely this close-up shouldn't be given to some random passerby?
But... the situation has become so dire that even the mastermind behind it all has to put on an exoskeleton and personally go to the front lines.
However, the city he was in didn't seem to be on Earth; it was more like a fantasy "space colony city."
That transparent dome must be a protective shield to ensure the atmospheric environment, right?
So, does this mean I've actually carried out space colonization as planned?
So... what is this strange, hazy planet overhead...?
After comparing the angles and sizes... I feel like the shooting and composition angles are very familiar?
On a sudden impulse, he took down a framed photo from the photo wall.
Blue Star, a tombstone, and myself leaning against the tombstone, looking up at my homeland...
Yes, it's that commemorative photo, "Walking Alone on the Moon".
I held it up to my eyes and compared it to the photo in the book, and sure enough...
Aside from the extra buildings and domes, the two photos are almost identical, both in terms of the size of the planets and the angle from which they were taken.
So, the place in the photo must be their planned "lunar colony," and the thing above their heads...
Looking at the gray expanse and the massive vortex-like planetary storms covering the entire sphere, Meng Lang couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Sigh! This little broken ball... has it finally been ruined like this?
However, judging from the surrounding environment, the space colonization technology at that time was probably already quite advanced.
I just don't know how much time has passed...
Meng Lang glanced at the photo again, then slowly turned the pages of the book…
Death is not the true passing away; oblivion is the eternal extinction.
What truly matters in life is not what you experience, but what you remember...
In 3018, I stood on the central memorial tower of Crescent City, inscribed with the words "Heroes Never Die".
He touched his cold, lifeless chest with his hand, and gazed at his homeland through his bionic mechanical eyes that shone with a scarlet light.
Long ago, scenes of laughter and joy surged up once more...
Although cold machinery cannot flow with warm blood.
But the hard drive's memory is still filled with endless details.
Yes, this is not just the history of the birth of the Divine Machine Clan, but also a profound exploration of love, humanity, and existence...
A thousand years just for one day, just for one person...
Meng Lang's calm expression crumbled, and his facial expressions gradually spiraled out of control.
My feelings gradually shifted from indifference to another breakdown...
Hey! Are you kidding me?!
A thousand years! ?
I thought the title was just an exaggeration, but you're serious?
Do you have to make your survival record so ridiculously high?
The key question is, have you forgotten?
My brothers are a "burden" to me, and my long-lived brothers are a "heavy burden" to me.
If you keep playing like this, I might just break down in this episode!
It's said that people are both afraid of their brothers suffering and afraid of their brothers driving Land Rovers.
Who can understand my complex feelings of both fearing that my brother won't live long and fearing that he will live too long?
(End of this chapter)