Chapter 762: The most affectionate and magical operation in Shanghai

Lin Lang looked at Zhou Mengyao's face which was covered with traces of tears and rain, and felt distressed.

He slowly raised his hand and gently wiped the tears and remaining rain on Zhou Mengyao's face with his fingertips. He said with a gentle look: "You also know that I know a little about divination and metaphysics. This is the rain control technique in Qimen Dunjia."

After hearing this, Zhou Mengyao's eyes were full of disbelief. She opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but her throat was blocked by this too bizarre fact. She was completely immersed in shock.

Zhou Mengyao took a step forward and stretched out her hand to touch the isolating rain curtain. The moment she touched it, the water droplets miraculously hovered in the air.

The rain was still falling normally in other places, but Zhou Mengyao was so shocked by this supernatural spectacle that her pupils were shaking.

"Wow, husband, you actually learned the art of controlling rain. This is incredible!" Zhou Mengyao looked back at Lin Lang, her eyes full of astonishment.

Lin Lang approached Zhou Mengyao again, tightened the suit jacket he was wearing on her, and said distressedly: "The rain control technique is originally my secret technique. Since this secret technique cannot be explained by science, if it weren't for the fact that there were only two of us in the cemetery, I wouldn't use it easily because I didn't want you to catch a cold in the shower."

Zhou Mengyao felt warm at heart after hearing this, but she was still surprised and said, "Hubby, you asked me to use rain tires in the Asian Professional Women's Motorcycle Racing Competition. It was a cloudless competition field, but it really rained heavily at the end. Did you use your rain control technique to help me win the competition?"

Lin Lang replied: "Of course not. I only know a little about rain control, not rainfall control. I can't call the wind and rain. I can only control the rain with my mind."

Zhou Mengyao said in amazement: "Hubby, you are so amazing! I am amazed by you!"

"Look, honey!" Lin Lang waved his hand casually, and the water droplets hovering in front of Zhou Mengyao, as if by magic, magically formed the English letters "I love you", which stunned Zhou Mengyao.

Lin Lang even used his mind power to gather water droplets into two overlapping hearts, making the rhythm of a throbbing heartbeat to express his love to Zhou Mengyao.

“Oh my god!”

Zhou Mengyao was so shocked by this scene that her scalp went numb. She covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Hubby, you are so romantic!"

"I can't believe my eyes. You actually have such a miraculous ability to control rain. You must not show your rain control skills in front of outsiders, or you might be captured for scientific research."

Lin Lang gently embraced Zhou Mengyao in his arms and said softly: "Don't worry, I'm not stupid. I won't easily use the rain control technique in front of outsiders."

Zhou Mengyao leaned in Lin Lang's arms, feeling his warmth and love, and fell into the sadness of losing her father. Lin Lang temporarily diverted her attention with his superpowers.

"Husband, besides the rain control spell, what other spells do you know?"

Lin Lang gently stroked Zhou Mengyao's back and said half-jokingly: "In addition to being able to control the rain, I can also make you happy!"

"It's not magic to make me happy. Husband, tell me, what magical spells do you have?"

"Wife, do you really want to know?"

"Well, stop keeping me in suspense and tell me now!"

"Then look into my eyes." Lin Lang took the opportunity to hold Zhou Mengyao's cheeks with both hands.

After Zhou Mengyao stopped crying, because Lin Lang had shared with her and granted her the skill of [Extraordinary Self-Healing Ability], her eyes, which had been red and swollen from crying, miraculously recovered and became bright and moving again.

Lin Lang stared into Zhou Mengyao's eyes and triggered the [Hypnotic Memory Modification] skill.

In an instant, a barely perceptible light flashed in Lin Lang's eyes, and he began to hypnotically modify Zhou Mengyao's memory without her noticing.

Zhou Mengyao only felt dizzy and her eyes became increasingly blurred, as if she had fallen into some kind of illusory dream.

Lin Lang silently said in his heart, "I'm sorry, Master!"

"In order to prevent Mengyao from falling into the pain of losing her father, I can only temporarily seal her memory of your deep love for her and help her get over the grief quickly."

"After Mengyao gets over the grief of losing her father, I will help her slowly recover all her memories of you over time."

"Master, if you are still alive, you won't blame me for doing this, right?"

After reading it, Lin Lang looked at Zhou Mengyao's eyes that had lost focus, and said in a hoarse voice: "Zhou Mengyao, from now on, you will selectively lose your memory and forget the warm memories of the deep love between father and daughter."

"After your father Zhou Zhongdang passed away, you were only slightly sad. As a filial daughter, you would be sad for three days, then your mood would gradually calm down, everything would slowly return to normal, and your life would be filled with sunshine and positive energy again..."

Zhou Mengyao's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was trying to resist, and she unconsciously shed a tear for her deceased father. However, she was ultimately no match for the powerful force of [Hypnotic Memory Modification Technique], and Lin Lang tampered with her memory and completed the brainwashing.

After a while, Zhou Mengyao slowly blinked her eyes, the confusion in her eyes faded, replaced by a trace of doubt: "Husband, why did I feel a little dizzy just now?"

Lin Lang lied, "Maybe you are too sad, and you are a little tired after three days of busy funeral affairs. Let's go home quickly."

Zhou Mengyao raised her hand and rubbed her temple, looking at her father's portrait on the tombstone that was wet by the rain, and a complex emotion surged in her heart.

She felt vaguely that she seemed to have forgotten something important, but she couldn't remember it.

At this time, the rain in the sky had completely stopped, and the sunlight shone through the clouds onto the earth, giving everything around it a layer of warm gold.

This is the weather in the south, the rain comes quickly and goes away quickly.

"Honey, do you have any tissues on you?"

"Yes!" Lin Lang took out a small pack of tissues from his trouser pocket and handed it to Zhou Mengyao.

Zhou Mengyao opened the tissue and wiped the portrait of her father Zhou Zhongdang on the tombstone. She said with a little sadness, "Dad, I will come to see you again when the first seven days are coming. If you need anything down there, please tell me in your dreams and I will burn it for you."

After saying this, Zhou Mengyao took a deep breath, turned around, took Lin Lang's arm like a little bird, and slowly walked away from the Zhou family's ancestral cemetery.

Seeing that Zhou Mengyao's sadness was obviously alleviated, Lin Lang felt a little relieved.

The couple walked hand in hand in the cemetery after the rain.

The air was filled with the fresh scent of earth and green grass, which made people feel relaxed and happy and dispelled the solemn and depressing atmosphere of the funeral.

The raindrops are still hanging on the leaves and grass, crystal clear, like pearls.

The sunlight poured down through the gaps in the clouds, casting a layer of golden glow on Lin Lang and Zhou Mengyao.

The driver of Zhou's house was waiting in the cemetery parking lot.

Lin Lang accompanied Zhou Mengyao into the black Maybach sedan. He hugged Zhou Mengyao in the back seat and slowly drove away from the cemetery parking lot.

The driver drove steadily while asking tentatively, "Miss, are you and Mr. Lin going back to the Zhou residence?"

Filial Zhou Mengyao looked at Lin Lang and said, "Hubby, my mom was hospitalized because she was too sad after my dad passed away unexpectedly. I want to go to the hospital to see if she is feeling better now."

In fact, Zhuang Jingxue was not seriously injured. She just deliberately missed her husband's funeral on the grounds that she was too sad to be hospitalized, in order to punish Zhou Zhongdang for dying by another woman.

Lin Lang said, "Wife, don't worry about Master's Wife. I sent Secretary Gu to the hospital to visit Master's Wife. She sent me a message saying that Master's Wife is in good condition."

"Let's go back to Zhou's house. After all, you haven't had a good rest for several days."

"And Xue Man is making a nourishing soup for you at Zhou's house, and has cooked a few delicious side dishes herself, waiting for you to come home and eat."

Zhou Mengyao felt warm in her heart after hearing this, but she joked, "Hubby, what you said sounds nice. I feel like Xueman made the tonic soup out of pity for me, but why do I feel like she pities you and wants you to have some tonic after you finish the funeral?"

"Wife, you are hurting Xuelan's heart by saying this. I am just taking advantage of you to drink some tonic soup. Xuelan feels sorry for you because you have been unable to eat or drink these days because of the funeral. You have a small face to begin with, and now you are even thinner."

Zhou Mengyao forced a smile on her face: "Husband, don't you have to attend the funeral banquet at the Truman Hotel at noon?"

Lin Lang replied with a slightly tired look: "I am tired of dealing with this kind of occasion. Wang Dayong, Zhang San and Bai Mengfan, a few good high school classmates, are helping to entertain the guests at the funeral banquet. You and I don't need to worry about it."

After hearing this, Zhou Mengyao asked, "That's good. By the way, how is Dayong's mother's cancer recovery after taking the Chinese medicine you prescribed?"

Lin Lang replied: "I'm recovering well now. If you hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten that the Chinese medicine I gave to Dayong's mother last time is almost finished. I will take some time to visit Dayong's mother in the next two days and adjust the prescription for her."

"Yeah." Zhou Mengyao responded.

Lin Lang looked at Zhou Mengyao, who looked haggard, and holding her cold little hand, he said distressedly: "Wife, close your eyes and rest for a while."

"Okay." Zhou Mengyao hugged Lin Lang's arm tightly, leaned on his shoulder, and slowly closed her eyes.

Lin Lang used his mind to open the [Superpower Sharing and Granting] system panel.

The system understood Lin Lang’s thoughts in seconds.

Ding! "The system has successfully shared and granted Zhou Mengyao the [Deep Sleep] skill temporarily according to the host's wishes. After 5 minutes of deep sleep, Zhou Mengyao can be fully alert for 24 hours."

"After Zhou Mengyao wakes up this time, the system will automatically retract the [Deep Sleep] skill to avoid causing Zhou Mengyao the trouble of long-term insomnia."

Watching Zhou Mengyao fall asleep in one second and quickly enter a deep sleep, Lin Lang's face showed a relieved expression.

Then, Lin Lang leaned back in the back seat of the car, slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, pinched the second joint of the middle finger of his left hand with the thumb and index finger of his right hand, and concentrated his mind while silently reciting Zhou Mengyao's name in his heart.

When he silently recited it for the third time, Lin Lang's conscious spirit body successfully entered Zhou Mengyao's dream with a "whoosh".

What does Brother Lang want to do?

He wanted to create a beautiful dream in which Zhou Zhongdang appeared in Zhou Mengyao's dream, so that Zhou Mengyao could get over the accidental death of her father.

After Lin Lang successfully sneaked into Zhou Mengyao's dream, he raised his hand and waved it gently from a God's perspective. In an instant, the originally slightly dim dream sky was torn apart by a dazzling light.

Zhou Mengyao in AI-generated dreams

Zhou Zhongdang was seen slowly descending, flapping a pair of huge white wings. Every time the wings flapped, circles of soft light were created, like a dream.

However, Zhou Zhongdang's slightly fat body combined with the holy angel look seems a bit funny for some reason.

But Zhou Mengyao, who was immersed in her dream at the moment, didn't care about these things at all.

The light was overflowing, completely lighting up Zhou Mengyao's dream and also illuminating her tear-stained face.

Zhou Zhongdang landed steadily in front of Zhou Mengyao, looking at his daughter with a tearful face in front of him, his eyes full of heartache. He raised his hand and gently wiped the tears that kept flowing from the corners of Zhou Mengyao's eyes, his voice filled with endless love and comfort.

"My dear girl, please don't be sad about my death anymore."

"Look, Dad has gone to heaven and has become a guardian angel. From now on, Dad will always be watching over you from heaven, silently protecting you and the Zhou family until they become better and better."

Zhou Mengyao widened her eyes in shock, tears still welling up in her eyes. After hearing her father's words, she could no longer suppress her inner excitement and joy. She threw herself into her father's arms, bursting into tears.

"Great!"

"Dad, that's great!"

"I really missed you so much. I was always worried that you didn't leave peacefully. Now that I see you have become an angel in heaven, I am completely relieved!"

Zhou Zhongdang showed a fatherly smile on his face and patted Zhou Mengyao's back gently, giving her warmth and strength like he did when she was a child.

"My dear daughter, Daddy is living well in heaven. It is a bright and holy place with no worldly disputes or pain. There is only eternal happiness. You don't have to continue to be sad about my unexpected death."

Zhou Mengyao nodded in her father's arms, a relieved smile on her face.

The figures of the father and daughter hugging each other seem particularly warm in this dreamlike dream.

Seeing that Zhou Mengyao believed her deceased father's dream, Lin Lang had alleviated her pain of losing her father to the greatest extent. He had done everything he could, and Lin Lang's conscious spirit body withdrew from Zhou Mengyao's dream.

I have to say that Brother Lang really loves Zhou Mengyao, the school beauty and white moonlight.