Although I can't tell how I feel about Lin Haitang, but...

When he saw Lin Haitang leaving the capital, he felt an inexplicable sourness in his heart.

Is this what people often say, what you can’t get is the best? Only when you lose it do you know how valuable it is?

He couldn't tell clearly whether this feeling was his own or that of "Brother Stone"...

"What if you meet someone you like? You know, feelings are something you can't control." Meng Lang asked immediately.

"Probably... no." Lin Haitang subconsciously turned the marshmallows in his hand, but his tone was not so sure.

Meng Lang's eyes lit up when he heard this.

The fact is that when you are hesitant to do something, you actually already have a choice in your heart, but you just don’t have enough reasons to convince yourself.

"Then your non-marriage policy, can you fall in love?"

Lin Haitang: "..."

Sensing Meng Lang's increasingly intense aggression, Lin Haitang seemed a little unable to resist and asked.

"Stop talking about me, let's talk about you."

Meng Lang sighed helplessly.

"I am actually open-minded about whether I should get married or not. If you want to get married, get married. If you want to be single, stay single. Anyway, it seems that they will all regret it in the end..."

"Pfft!" Lin Haitang couldn't help but laugh at this statement.

The smiles and beauties under the setting sun were as beautiful as flowers, and Meng Lang was stunned for a moment.

"Ahem!" Lin Haitang quickly put away his smile as he felt some fiery glances around him.

"I'm not asking you this, I'm asking you, what are your plans for the future, for example, what is your ideal life like?

Isn’t it really some kind of ‘death resistance’ and immortality?”

"I actually don't care much about whether I can live forever. I can't live fully and fully in just a few hundred years, let alone a thousand years or even more.

As for the ideal life..."

Meng Lang thought of all the recent events, the changes in his mentality, and the uncertain future...

"You should not think about the past, not be afraid of the future, and not be trapped in your heart..."

Meng Lang glanced at Lin Haitang and said, "Also, don't let your emotions get involved..."

Lin Haitang: "..."

These words were like a switch. Meng Lang felt that a certain emotion in his heart was aroused, and a desperate impulse surged into his heart.

"Yesterday is a piece of history, tomorrow is a mystery, and today is a gift from God. Don't you think we should live in the present, and let tomorrow's people think about it?"

As he said that, he didn't know where the courage came from, and he couldn't help but stretch his hand towards Lin Haitang's porcelain-like slender jade hand...

Lin Haitang lowered his head and moved his little finger, but did not dodge. It seemed that all his energy was focused on the marshmallow in front of him, and he was completely unaware of the intention of getting closer...

"Sister! Do you see what I caught?"

As soon as their fingers touched each other, they separated like an electric shock.

"Eh? What's wrong with you?" Xiao Yu grabbed a small fish the size of a palm in her hand and looked at the two of them in confusion.

"It's okay, I was just shocked by the fish in your hand."

"Sister, why are you face so red?"

"Is there any? It's the setting sun, right? Well... it's getting late. Let's go up quickly to find Weiwei."

"Oh, wait a minute, I'll release the little fish!"

"Don't let go, give it to me."

"Ah? Uncle, what do you want Xiaoyu to do?"

"The hotel has a kitchen, so I fried it for midnight snack!" Meng Lang stared at the fish fiercely.

If you had not been caught earlier, you would have been caught later. But you were caught at this time. Did you do it on purpose?

The salted fish stared with dead eyes, opened and opened its mouth, and flicked its tail with an innocent expression.

Little did he know that his Yu Sheng would suffer a tragic fate because he was caught at the wrong time...

"Oh! That's okay, I want half of it!" Xiaoyu said happily.

He didn't notice the momentary enmity between one person and one fish.

Lin Haitang looked a little funny and couldn't help but give Meng Lang a rollicking look.

However, there seems to be something different between the two of them...

…

On the bungee jumping platform.

Fan Shigang had already rolled his eyes and was lying on the bench in the rest area, panting, looking like he had been spoiled.

Only Yan Weiwei stood on the edge of the platform again and again. After adjusting her condition, she jumped from high altitude again and again.

However, no matter how hard she concentrated, she never had the feeling of "time slowing down" that Meng Lang mentioned.

Seeing the time passing by, Yan Weiwei's mood became worse and worse.

However, the more impatient she was, the less able she was to concentrate. Eventually, Yan Weiwei was jumping down again and again in a mechanical manner, and her spirit became a little numb.

"Could it be that this last glimmer of hope...is just a mirror in the mirror?

Also... Even if what Meng Lang said is true, I can't even do something as simple as drawing a dragon with my left hand and a rainbow with my right hand. How could I be like Meng Lang and learn it overnight..."

I foolishly came here and danced for a whole day... I looked like a fool...

That guy...knowing that he can't do it, why should he give himself such hope...

Sure enough, I still really want to beat him up...

Looking at the originally bright sun, it was already fading.

Yan Weiwei only felt that her future, like the sun, was getting darker and darker, and she was powerless to save it...

Still...lost...

Her eyes were dull, and her spirit had become numb from jumping again and again.

I'm so tired. I don't have to think about anything. It would be nice to just jump down and be done with it.

He slowly closed his eyes, adjusted his body mechanically, and finally leaned forward slowly...

The next moment, the familiar feeling of weightlessness came.

At this time, she had forgotten the safety rope on her body and where she was. In the last ray of light, her vision slowly dimmed, and the whole world...

Slow down...

…

"Sister Weiwei!"

Sitting on the floor, Yan Weiwei, who seemed to be concentrating with her eyes closed, slowly opened her eyes...

Then... I saw three people slowly going up the mountain on the mountain road.

Lin Haitang held a marshmallow in his left hand, and Meng Lang held a plastic bag in his right hand, which contained a cheerful little fish. The two were talking and laughing, with a light rain jumping in the middle...

Hmm! What a happy and warm picture.

so……
Chapter completed!