I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 278: You are never really happy, your smile is just your protective color

Chen Feng suddenly smiled bitterly, "What? I look very optimistic?"

Zhong Lei looked at his slightly bitter expression and thought about it for a moment, "It doesn't seem to be."

"Well, I am indeed a pessimist."

Zhong Lei: "pessimist?"

Chen Feng nodded, "The degree may be a little deeper than your original celibacy."

Zhong Lei was suddenly exposed by him, and she didn't know how to answer.

Chen Feng added: "Who doesn't dream? Whose dreams are all good dreams? Isn't it natural for pessimists to have nightmares? You won't ask me why I'm pessimistic, will you? I really can't answer that."

Chen Feng remembered his failures again and again, those comrades who died in front of him one after another, the mothers of children who died in battles again and again, and the daughters who failed to be born again and again, and his heart became more and more sentimental.

Zhong Lei noticed his change, and gradually became serious, "Do you often have nightmares?"

He let out a long sigh, "Well, I do it often. Once a month, it's really a nightmare, it's more real than you can imagine, and it's a continuous dream, like a movie that never ends. It's stinky. It's a long and abusive series of dog blood. I don't want to remember it myself. Don't ask me what happened in my dream, I don't really want to say."

When he said this, Chen Feng couldn't help but feel really pessimistic.

If you have worked so hard to kill the spherical battleship, only to find that there are hundreds of millions of invader battleships behind it, how should you deal with it?

The problems that were avoided in the past have to be faced sooner or later. Chen Feng couldn't think of a solution for a while, and even his anticipation of winning was gradually dissipated.

He couldn't help but think to himself that maybe he could defeat the compound-eye fleet by fighting for countless years.

Then counterattacked to the opponent's base camp, only to find that the main fleet of the enemy army was just an insignificant advance team in the powerful compound-eye civilization that ruled the entire galaxy and even a larger star field.

What then?

Well if I can hold on.

But after the compound eyes are completely destroyed, will they still face the terrible existence that produces and creates the solar system barrier?

If the rapid development of human beings is a cosmic spectacle, then is the wall of sighs like the solar system barrier that makes the second-level civilization completely desperate, is it also a more powerful cosmic spectacle?

In the upper level of the civilization level, how many unmatched, elusive, unpredictable, malicious high-level civilizations are there?

How big is the universe?

How many civilizations are there in the universe?

Is there any hope of humanity's victory?

Will the other party spare Earth civilization?

Chen Feng doesn't know.

But the history of countless internal wars in human history told him that when a race had to rely on the mercy of others for its own survival, it often ushered in catastrophic consequences.

My comrades can still die with ease.

But once Chen Feng puts on his battle uniform and sets foot on the battlefield, he is destined to face the never-ending lonely war.

Although he had said that he wanted to burn out the invaders, he had also made up his mind, but as he struggled again and again, especially when a staged victory was in sight, his mood was inevitably shaken a little.

This time he fought so hard again that he even felt a little prostration when he came back and just woke up.

Unconsciously, he began to tire.

He's really tired.

My heart is also relaxed.

Relaxation gave opportunity for depression, so he was easily moved by the topic of nightmares.

Chen Feng suddenly seemed to be drained of all his strength. He forgot the paint on his back and sat softly on the chair.

Zhong Lei stared blankly.

A long time passed, he forced a smile and looked up at Zhong Lei, "I'm sorry, I made you see my weak side. I'm embarrassed."

Zhong Lei shook her head, "No shame."

Chen Feng laughed again, "Do you think I'm a little hypocritical?"

Zhong Lei jumped up and hugged his head and pressed it against her chest, "I beg you to stop laughing! You're not hypocritical! Ever since you wrote me the first song, I've noticed You have never been truly happy, laughter is just your protective color! Don't lie to me!"

Feeling the warmth wrapped around his face, for a moment, Chen Feng's nose was sore, but he remembered the sincere teachings of the real man, Brother Hu.

If Brother Hu, the strongest instructor of human beings, finds out that he looks like this, he will definitely laugh out loud.

He broke free and continued to laugh, "It's okay, I can handle it."

The more he laughed, the more worried Zhong Lei became, "I'll take you to see a psychiatrist."

Chen Feng still smiled and shook his head, "It is difficult for a doctor to heal himself."

"What?"

"Forgot to tell you, I have learned a lot of psychology in my spare time, but I seem to have failed. The better I learn, the stronger my resistance to other psychiatrists. My situation is difficult. In other words, ordinary psychiatrists are useless. Not ordinary ones should be useless.”

Zhong Lei clenched her lips and wanted to say something to enlighten him, but found that she had no way of saying anything.

She couldn't guess what nightmare would be so terrifying, almost crushing Chen Feng, keeping him on the verge of collapse and firmness.

A long time passed, Zhong Lei said slowly: "I don't believe that there is any nightmare in the world that can last a lifetime. Since your dream is a serial, then there must be a finale day."

Chen Feng asked back, "Why? Maybe the director is so immoral that he went to the palace to face the saint while filming?"

Zhong Lei shook her head, "Because you are the director, as long as you don't want to enter the palace, the story will definitely have a happy ending. All stories will have reversals, as long as you want to pursue a perfect ending, then the essence of your nightmare is , it must be a beautiful dream!"

Chen Feng felt that her words made some sense, but he was frustrated that he was not sure whether he could last as a director.

Zhong Lei suddenly said, "I'll write you a song."

"Huh?"

Chen Feng suddenly panicked, why was she chatting so well, and suddenly she started to want to write a song?

Didn't you copy all the Divine Comedies of the Seven Swords?

How long has it been?

She wants to influence me with love?

Damn it!

I don't want to make a fool of me. If she comes up with a touching love song that expresses her feelings directly but has no connotation, then history will be twisted on the spot.

"Cough, no need, let's practice the songs in the octave first."

"No! I'm going to write to you now! I'm going to tell you what a good dream should be like! I'll pull you out of a nightmare right now!"

Zhong Lei patted the entry bar next to her and walked quickly to the piano in the living room.

Chen Feng stood up embarrassedly and wanted to follow.

Zhong Lei turned around and pointed to the chair again, "Sit down for me."

Chen Feng sat down obediently.

It's over, I can't hold it anymore.

Something big is about to happen.

He can't wait to hang himself, he has nothing to do with melancholy fan.

It's all right now, a big deal has happened.

Zhong Lei over there has begun to close her eyes and meditate. She doesn't know whether she is thinking of rhythm or writing lyrics.

Ten minutes have passed.

Zhong Lei is still closing her eyes.

Chen Feng was at a loss.

He stands up.

Zhong Lei suddenly opened her eyes, "Sit down."

Chen Feng sat upright again, with both hands on his knees and his thighs tightly closed, a little anxious, but as a professional player, he can handle it.

Zhong Lei has already started to take out the notebook and write on it.

Chen Feng thought to himself, it seems that the lyrics have come out.

At this time, he was even more nervous than when he faced the invader battleship. It was as if some gambling buddies with a monthly salary of 1,000 bought a football lottery to double up. He guessed all the first thirteen games and bought a draw in the last game. , the feeling of the two sides entering injury time zero to zero.

Next, Zhong Lei's fingers began to tap on the piano from time to time.

Chen Feng couldn't sit still, he cocked Erlang's legs, sometimes changing his left leg to his right, and couldn't calm down.

Half nervous, half suffocated.

Ten minutes passed, Zhong Lei breathed a long sigh of relief and whispered, "Okay!"

Chen Feng asked: "Write it out? What's the name of the song?"

Zhong Lei grinned, "Let's please enjoy Master Chen Feng, this little girl's new work, "Sleepwalking Virgo"."

"What!"

Chen Feng was stunned on the spot.

He knows this song too well.

In the previous timeline, after completing "Mororwind", Zhong Lei completed a total of six songs except "You Think I'm Not" when she died.

The remaining five songs are their wedding song "Hope for Life", and "Sleepwalking Virgo" born in the same month, followed by "Chasing the Wind", "Next Life", and "No Regrets in This Life".

It seems that the proportion of love songs written to him is slightly higher. Chen Feng feels a little stiff about this. Fortunately, Zhong Lei is a person who has pursuit after all. It's almost the same as the Seven Swords Divine Comedy, and it's not a big problem.

But actually Chen Feng doesn't like her writing songs for herself like this.

Among the six songs, "Sleepwalking Virgo" is his favorite song, "You Think I'm Absent", which is full of imagination and has the most accurate emotion.

So after coming back this time, Chen Feng originally planned to leave "You Think I'm Absent" for her at most, and simply sold the other capitals to Lu Wei or Chen Li, He Jiaqi and others, and tried to see if Zhong Lei could The creative direction returned to the right track he hoped.

Who knows that people are not as good as heaven. He just sold a cuteness. Zhong Lei did it when she thought of it, so she wrote this song after she got married, when she was completely relaxed, and she was full of hope for her future life. "Sleepwalking Virgo" was squeezed out in advance.

It's great now, she's also learned her inspiration, she's completely unreasonable, she just comes, and she doesn't give a chance to copy songs at all.

A person who rides someone else's face to copy a song will be punished after all.

I don't know if this is good news or bad news, but Chen Feng immediately has new troubles.

This time, her mood and level will definitely be different from the previous timeline, but don't let this one of your favorite songs change.

Zhong Lei has already started to play. Her flexible, fair and slender fingers are like ten playful and lovely elves playing and jumping on the keys.

The crisp sound of the piano, like a mountain stream and a stream, came to the face with an elegant and fairy-like charm.

Just a momentary prelude brings people's thinking into the mysterious space of the universe.

Chen Feng was stunned at first, and then fell into a trance.

It's this flavor, but it seems to be slightly different.

Compared with the previous version of "Sleepwalking Virgo", Zhong Lei's piano **** is more erratic, unpredictable, and full of spirituality.

The creations of different age groups will always subconsciously engrave the traces of the years.

The 21-year-old Zhong Lei is 40 years younger than the 61-year-old who wrote this song in the previous timeline.

Perhaps she is not so skilled in the fine-crafted skills, but the girl's aura is more abundant, which is more in line with the charm that "Sleepwalking Andromeda" should have~IndoMTL.com~ With Chen Feng's current appreciation ability, It only tasted in an instant.

Not only did not go the wrong way, but sublimated ahead of time.

He couldn't help feeling both emotional and intoxicated.

After the prelude, Zhong Lei hummed softly with a low chant.

Chen Feng was shocked again, the lyrics were different, and he became more confident.

She no longer described the starry sky in a tone of speculation and speculation, her words became more precise and her imagination became bolder.

That's surging confidence and absolute ease.

The light voice that was at the peak was like the orchid in the empty valley, and it seemed to take Chen Feng's soul to fly out of the body.

Chen Feng did not resist at all, and took the initiative to go in.

As the singing becomes more high-pitched, the transitions and inflections become more complex and changeable, the performer closes his eyes and sings.

The listener's thinking is activated to the extreme, as if incarnated as an elves traveling through time and space, walking in the vast mysterious starry sky.

Sometimes overlooking the galaxy, sometimes stepping on the stars, sometimes fascinated by the splendid star rings, sometimes chasing behind the dazzling comet, sometimes playing in the splendid streamer of the red giant star when it explodes...

Then fly farther, out of the Milky Way, to the Local Group of galaxies consisting of the Andromeda Galaxy, the Magellanic Clouds, and more.

This is not the end, just a new beginning.

She's headed back to the Virgo Supercluster, the altitude the song is named after.

As space is continuously enlarged, a completely different and mysterious star is depicted.

Some incredible cosmic wonders were sung lightly by her lyrics.

But she didn't stop at the Virgo Supercluster. At the end of the song, she set her sights on the Laniakea Supercluster.