Meng Lang rubbed his eyes to make sure it wasn't his eyesight.

He stared at the increasingly faint handwriting on the page with a thoughtful expression.

The handwriting is disappearing...Does this mean that my future has changed?

It turns out that this autobiography is not a disposable item?!

【autobiography:"……"】

Meng Lang was pleasantly surprised.

String theory? Parallel universe? Butterfly effect? ​​Space-time paradox?

Meng Lang searched hard to find a reasonable scientific explanation for the existence of this autobiography.

But it is obvious that the meager physics knowledge in his mind is not enough to support a scumbag with a second degree in college to accomplish such a feat.

He began to think about some more practical issues.

If your behavior can change the future, and this book will once again present a new future because of your behavior, and you will change your behavior again because of reading the new content in the book, thus deriving a new future...

If this cycle repeats itself, does that mean that I can have countless opportunities to "change the future"?

In the future, are you confused?

Anyway, I'm quite confused.

"Bang bang!"

Suddenly, there was a rapid knock on the door, and Meng Lang was pulled out from the endless loop of mosquito-repellent incense.

Meng Lang closed the book suddenly, feeling as if he was suddenly being checked.

I pointed at the book for a long time, under the pillow? In the closet?

But I felt a little worried no matter where I hid it, so I simply stuffed it into my arms and zipped it up.

…

"Bang bang!"

Outside the door, a woman wearing no makeup, a ponytail, sportswear and flip-flops knocked impatiently again.

Although her dress is a bit shabby, her delicate face, convex figure, and eye-catching long legs all show that she is a great beauty.

The key is that the dozens of keys hanging on the key board in your hand make a clattering sound, which makes you turn heads when walking on the street...

"Click~" Finally, the door was opened a crack, revealing a pair of alert eyes.

"Why did it take so long?" the woman said somewhat dissatisfied.

"It turns out to be the landlady. Sorry, I was taking a shower just now." Meng Lang said with a guilty conscience.

This is the landlord of this rental house. The two of them meet only a handful of times, and of course, every time they meet, they are on rent collection days.

It was only when signing the rental contract that Meng Lang learned that the beautiful landlady in front of him was called Yan Weiwei.

Bathing in broad daylight?

Yan Weiwei looked inside the room through the crack in the door with some doubts, and found that it was dark as if the lights were not turned on, and even the curtains were closed.

Do I need to turn off the lights and draw the curtains to take a shower?

Are you fooling the devil?

Yan Weiwei immediately planned to push the door open to take a look, but found that there was something blocking the door behind it and she couldn't push it open!

Yan Weiwei was stunned for a moment, then became furious.

"Hey! I have such a hot temper! I, Yan Weiwei, have been collecting rent for so many years. This is the first time I encounter someone who violently resists rent. Please open the door for me!"

"Eh? No, no, no, don't get me wrong! I didn't violently resist the rent. I just didn't feel safe every time I took a shower, so I would block the door.

Besides, I’m not wearing any clothes here, so it’s not appropriate for you to come in now!”

Seeing that this girl was so aggressive, Meng Lang rolled up his sleeves and was about to kick the door. His scalp exploded and he quickly explained.

"Fart! You don't feel safe even after taking a shower. What do you think you are, Daniel Wu?"

"My mother said that boys must know how to protect themselves when they go out..."

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly fell into awkwardness.

Yan Weiwei glanced up and down at Meng Lang, who was hiding behind the door. She looked thoughtful at first, then showed a look of contempt.

"Young people, you must know how to exercise moderation!"

What's the point of restraint? Meng Lang looked at the other party speechlessly. There must be some misunderstanding here.

"Okay, I'm not interested in your personal hobbies, but when are you going to pay last month's rent?"

"Uh... well..." Meng Lang smiled awkwardly.

"Can you give me a few more days and wait until my salary comes down to pay this month's salary together?"

"Okay, small business, 10% interest." Yan Weiwei said with a straight face and a businesslike look.

In her eyes, Meng Lang has undoubtedly been included in the "character blacklist."

"...Okay!" Meng Lang gritted his teeth.

Yaya's, worse than a bank!

Yan Weiwei was too lazy to talk to Meng Lang anymore, so she turned around and knocked on the door next to her.

Meng Lang breathed a sigh of relief and quickly closed the door. The wooden door was not soundproof, and the faint voices of Yan Weiwei and a little girl could be heard outside the door.

"Hello, landlady."

"Oh, Xiaoyu is so polite. She is getting cuter and cuter. She will definitely be a beauty when she grows up. Come on, sister, give me a kiss, mua~"

"Thank you, landlady, but my sister is not at home now."

"She's not at home, I'm not telling her, work is important, but I can't leave you alone at home all the time, right? Really."

"It doesn't matter. I can do my homework and watch TV at home by myself without my sister accompanying me."

"Oh, my sweetheart, you are so sensible that it makes you feel sad. Tell your sister that I will give you a 20% discount on the rent so that she can spend more time with you."

"Thank you, landlady!"

"Well! Sister, let's go. Close the door and don't open it if anyone knocks, especially the wretched uncle next door."

"I know the landlord sister. I won't drive anyone except my sister and the landlord sister."

"Yeah! So good!"

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of the door closing and the sound of flip-flops walking away.

Meng Lang gritted his teeth after hearing this.
Chapter completed!