I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 414: In order to reproduce, no shame

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"Chen Feng?"

Zhong Lei called downstairs, but no one answered.

The lobby of the huge villa is empty, and you can even hear echoes.

"Where are the people?"

Zhong Lei went upstairs muttering, and happened to see a large suitcase at the door of the master bedroom.

She knew this was Chen Feng's suitcase.

Chen Feng only returned to Los Angeles today, and nominally brought Fatty Ou to familiarize himself with the business of the North American branch.

But Zhong Lei knew that today was the day of time-travel, so she felt that in fact, every time this guy passed by, he wanted to be closer to her, but he always refused to admit it.

Duplicity is the standard of a successful man.

Zhong Lei smiled sweetly.

She can feel that among all people, Chen Feng cares about himself the most.

It could be because of feelings, or it could be because of Morrowind.

Does it matter why he cares about himself?

It doesn't really matter.

What matters is this fact.

Zhong Lei walked over and put her head into the master bedroom first, "What are you doing? What are you doing?"

Chen Feng was taken aback while thinking about the question, "Cough cough cough. No, it's nothing, I'm thinking about how to **** Fatty, so that he can use his actual combat talents to the fullest."

Zhong Lei gave him a hygienic eye, "Believe in you to be a ghost. You must not be distracted by this matter, you must be thinking about bigger things. What? Could it be that you are depressed again? Want me Won't I give you some blood?"

Chen Feng quickly shook his head, "No, no, no big deal. I don't need any more chicken blood, I'm full."

"What the **** are you thinking?"

Zhong Lei stood in front of Chen Feng with akimbo, looking like she didn't give up.

Chen Feng raised his head and looked at her nervously, his liver thumping cautiously.

Damn, I forgot that Zhong Lei would send her head tonight, her mind was so open that she was caught by her.

How dare Master Chen admit that I'm thinking about something like that.

Let's talk about it, it's called "On the Necessity of Improving Racial Genes for the Sustainability of Civilization - Should You Be More Responsible as a Savior? As long as there is a 1 in 100,000,000 possibility, I will sprint with all my strength."

Talking to Xiaoli, it is "why do we want to have a hey hey hey?"

Well, it's so concise, straight to the point, shameless.

But Master Chen still has a face, "Oh, it's really nothing. You know, every time I have to pass, I have to consider a lot of issues, and I'm very detailed."

This reason is very sufficient, Zhong Lei believes it temporarily, "Okay, but I don't think it is necessary."

"Huh?"

Zhong Lei spread her hands, "In your memory, you may have passed. But in your memory and our eyes, you have not left, you are still you. What you think about today Things, you can still think about when you wake up tomorrow."

Chen Feng nodded, "That's right. It's just that the other side's vanguard battleship was successfully destroyed last time, and I also saw a large army. I can't help but think about how to do better, and I can't restrain myself."

"You're figuring out what's possible in the past, right?"

Chen Feng smiled again, "Yes, Zhong Lei, you understand it very well."

Zhong Lei smiled sweetly, then rolled up her long hair and shook her head, "Of course, I'm not stupid. And I also know that when you fall asleep and fall asleep, including me and the people in this world. Everyone, maybe the entire solar system, the galaxy, the entire universe has become a mirror image. We live in a false timeline that is destined to disappear. This timeline will continue to spread thousands of years later, and then you will die in a thousand years. It ended in the disaster that followed."

Chen Feng: "According to what you said, from a philosophical point of view, both the 'I' who stayed behind and you all will become fake people who seem to exist but don't actually exist?"

Zhong Lei blinked, "Yeah. Isn't it sad to think about it?"

"Huh?"

"But also happy."

"Huh?"

"Didn't I say it in my last life's last words? This way we can live together for many lifetimes. The ancients said that if you look back thousands of times in your previous life, you can exchange for the passing of this life. Chuandu, I have been able to sleep together for thousands of years. I can fall in love with you for several lifetimes. I am completely satisfied. Whether it is true or false, whether it is a dream or a reality, I don’t bother to care. After thousands of years, if Humans still exist, if human beings can still remember our names, remember our struggles for this civilization, and future generations write down our deeds, how much will people envy our luck in knowing each other forever?"

"Now my ideal is to be carried very high by you, but in the timeline I didn't know about before, I was able to complete Morrowind because I loved you deeply and didn't want to disappoint you. Myself When I think about it, I am a little moved. And I also understand that although my motivation for creating "Morrowind" is no longer purely for you, but also for human beings, I am very clear that my starting point has never changed. Because seeing you happy makes me feel happy, so I tried it out, and I did it. This kind of love will surely be passed down for hundreds of millions of years, right?" She smiled again, "It's like Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai. ?"

Chen Feng stared, his face full of shock.

Zhong Lei... this is too foul.

Something went wrong today, something strange.

She doesn't look like her at all, very abnormal.

Is she thinking about something?

Chen Feng asked cautiously, "Zhong Lei, what's the matter with you?"

Zhong Lei stretched out her hand and stroked his face with her fingertips, "I've only been thinking about one thing most of the time these days."

"What?"

Zhong Lei: "Love. If you want me to write love songs, then I want to understand what true love is. If I want to write love songs that transcend the times, then I must understand the love that transcends the times. I now vaguely understand In fact, I got this kind of love from the very beginning, but I was not good enough, not good enough, and didn't see my heart well enough, so I didn't write anything. Now I want to do better. "

Listening to these words, Chen Feng looked at Zhong Lei's fair and delicate face, who was close at hand. The long hair and blue silk lingered around her ears, her nose was high, her lips were red like cherry blossoms, her eyes were full of autumn waves, and her cheeks were glowing.

His heartbeat began to inexplicably accelerate, thumping wildly.

Chen Feng swallowed and took a step back, "Yeah."

Thousands of words, but in the end, they can only converge into one "um" word.

His mind was cluttered again.

What to do, what to do now?

I...I can't stand it anymore!

But I haven't figured it out yet!

"So...that, where's the hair?"

Chen Feng gritted his teeth and changed the topic.

God knows how many brain cells he burnt to death in order to divert the subject.

When Zhong Lei came here today, he did make some kind of decision, but he didn't force him.

If Chen Feng was really moved like this, and pounced on her with claws and claws, she would feel strange.

Zhong Lei knows very well that this is him, but he likes it.

Zhong Lei raised the plastic bag in her hand, "It's here, I'll put it in the interlayer of the suitcase for you, remember to keep it safe."

After speaking, Zhong Lei turned around and walked to the door, crouched down, and opened Chen Feng's suitcase.

Chen Feng looked at her squatting and busy, her heartbeat was still fast, and she was thinking in her mind. She didn't know what rumors she received recently. Anyway, the situation tonight is not very good, wait a moment Why don't you find a tougher reason to send her back to Mason College quickly?

As soon as Zhong Lei opened the mezzanine bag, she suddenly noticed the bottom.

She grabbed something from the box and asked, "Huh? What are these?"

Chen Feng: "Uh...wool pants. Wool pants."

"Ah? Isn't it summer? Why do you have so many woolen pants in your suitcase? Huh... good dirt sweater pants, how old are these."

The face of Chen Feng, who was finally distracted, turned a little red: "This... These are the wool pants that my grandma knitted for me during her lifetime. I just found them a few days ago."

"Ah!" Zhong Lei fiercely covered her mouth.

She knew what was going on at Chen Feng's family, so she became nervous, and quickly blushed and waved her hands, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry! I didn't know this, I didn't mean it. It's not dirty, not dirty at all. I'm sorry! I...I didn't mean that."

She was so nervous that she was incoherent.

Chen Feng sees her frightened appearance, which has nothing to do with the image of the talented person who is in the world and the name of Qianqiu described in the history books.

However, the two kinds of her are so subtle and appropriate to condense into one person, Master Chen finds it very interesting.

Although he is also famous in history, the same thing can always give him different feelings about himself and Zhong Lei, and there is a very strange dark feeling.

He actually forgot the warning sign in his heart earlier, "It's fine. Even if my grandma knew about it, I shouldn't care about your unintentional mistakes. After all, you are... different."

Zhong Lei is a little relieved.

She understands Chen Feng's subtext.

Grandma really doesn't care about her granddaughter-in-law's inadvertent slip of the tongue.

Maybe he was concerned about the marriage contract that Lu Wei had concluded a few days ago, and worried that he would be dissatisfied.

Zhong Lei was a little happy, but a little helpless.

Because she subconsciously felt that the indomitable Chen Feng should have a long-term ambition and shouldn't care about it at all.

But she didn't plan to talk to Chen Feng directly, saying that even if you want all of it, I won't be grumpy.

Zhong Lei felt that even if she said so, Chen Feng would not believe it.

With Chen Feng's character, he will probably fill his brain with a large amount of psychological activities, such as sacrificing personal details for the righteousness of the human race.

Then...he'll probably feel guilty again.

"Tell me about these wool pants, please?"

Zhong Lei changed the subject again.

This is exactly what Chen Feng wants.

Chen Feng took out sixteen wool pants and placed them neatly on the bed again.

The two sat on the edge of the bed.

"This is the first one. It should be worn when I was two or three years old. There are sixteen here, enough for me to wear it until I am eighteen..."

About twenty minutes passed, and he explained the ins and outs of the relationship between old man Hu and his grandfather Chen Mo and so on.

The chair was a little high, and Zhong Lei, who was wearing cropped pants, dangled her slender legs.

Chen Feng only looked at him twice, for fear that his soul would be taken away, so he quickly turned his face away.

Zhong Lei sighed, "So that's how it is. Alas. The old man must have been very sad when he died, right?"

Chen Feng looked up at the sky, "Yes, that is inevitable."

"Fortunately, you met your grandfather at least once. Thank you Lu Wei for that."

"Yeah. But I still have regrets."

"What regret?"

Chen Feng shook his head and refused to speak.

"Wait, you just said that when you attended a family banquet at Grandpa Hu's house, you saw other people's families enjoying themselves happily, with four generations living together and sharing a family relationship. There is a taste of envy in your tone."

Chen Feng: "..."

Miscalculation.

Forget Zhong Lei is also a freak.

When I first told the story, I was too involved, and inadvertently exposed more of my emotions, which she saw through.

"That's right, right?"

Zhong Lei pushed Chen Feng's shoulder.

Chen Feng nodded obediently, "Yes, this is indeed my grandfather's regret. He asked me if I had a daughter-in-law. I said yes. He was very happy, and he asked me if I had a baby. I said no, although he was covering up, but I can feel his loss. Sigh..."

Zhong Lei also sighed.

"Although I know I can't be too harsh on seeing each other, I sometimes wonder, if I could meet earlier, how good would it be to spend more time together?"

Zhong Lei: "But even for such a brief meeting, you have spent thousands of years working hard. If you hadn't slowly become better, others wouldn't have thought of mobilizing such a huge society for your business. Resources. It’s really difficult to trace back the life experience. There were children in my hometown who were kidnapped, and the family was quite rich, but I couldn’t find it for many years.”

Chen Feng nodded, "Maybe this is life, I admit it. People, you have to know how to be content."

Zhong Lei: "But if you can do better, you still have to try."

"Hmm."

The chat was almost the same, and the atmosphere in the room gradually became a little weird.

Chen Feng pretended to look nervously at his watch, then turned to look at Zhong Lei, "I need to go to bed early tonight."

Very obvious hint, full marks.

Zhong Lei turned her face away, expressionless, "Oh. Then what?"

"It's going to be a little too late. You have classes tomorrow morning, and it's not convenient to live here. I'll take you back."

Lei Zhong: "Lesna and I are on leave, and there will be no class tomorrow morning."

Chen Feng: "..."

Lei Zhong: "I saw something on your computer the other day."

"Huh? What? Score?"

"No."

"What's that?"

Lei Zhong: "Let's not talk about this first. Let me ask you another thing. Do you think you have really achieved perfection when it comes to fighting for mankind?"

Chen Feng wanted to lie, but another thing came to his mind. He obviously had better genes, but when it came to leaving offspring, he was really blown away by the fat man and couldn't argue.

He shook his head, "Not perfect."

"Where are you missing?"

"A lot, in short, it's better to leave some spare capacity."

Zhong Lei no longer asked what the point was, and said, "Why keep trying?"

"Because...because of my morals."

"Also, you obviously envy other people's children and grandchildren, but you always let yourself and I grow old alone. Are you worthy of yourself and me?"

At this point, I have already talked through it.

Chen Feng didn't expect Zhong Lei's offensive to be so violent today, so he just shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Didn't I say it before? It's impossible, my genes..."

"How do you know if you don't try? If you try, you won't regret it if you don't succeed. But giving up if you don't try is another concept. Everyone else knows how to do their best. Your genes can change the times, but you don't try. Aren't you ashamed? Are you worthy of your dead comrades? You are our leader, and you have to be more responsible."

In this debate, Chen Feng was completely defeated.

After a long time, he nodded, "Then let's go back and test tube baby."

Zhong Lei almost fainted on the spot, "Fake it, are you still faking it? What I saw on your computer were those 'documentaries' you watched in college, um, biology, about reproduction."

Chen Feng: "Hi..."

Crazy.

He moved the chair aside silently, "Do you want this?"

Zhong Lei looked up at him, "I had been waiting for you to take the initiative. After all, you used to be very active. You even peeked at me from my collar. But now I find that this is not going to work. I want to I write love songs, so I try to think. But no matter how well I think about it, I always feel bad. I know why. We have done one less important thing. Of course, it may not work, but I want to try Try. What, I'm not pretty enough to be attractive to you?"

Chen Feng was stunned.

He remembered the evaluation of Zhong Lei in the history books again.

Chen Feng still remembers the embarrassment when she tried to strike up a conversation with Zhong Lei for the first time.

All he thought at the time was that this man was sick and had a gun.

Later I understood that when she was dealing with strangers she didn't like, she was really like that.

Now Chen Feng understands it better. She is also like this when dealing with the person she likes. Once she makes up her mind, she will step on the accelerator to death without braking.

There may be many factors that contributed to Zhong Lei's decision.

Lu Wei's engagement, the small video on Chen Feng's computer, Chen Feng's careless envy when talking about other people's families, Ou Junlang's struggle to be a good stallion, and most importantly, Zhong Lei Personal thoughts on what love is.

Chen Feng gradually became dry and dry.

Zhong Lei, who knew his character very well, turned into a leader at this time. She squeezed Chen Feng's hand, "Do you know what's the biggest difference between a man and a woman?"

"Knowing, rational and emotional."

"Yes."

"If I want to write the best songs, I need to push my sensibility to the extreme. We can't just think about it for the purpose of reproduction. I want to try to think about nothing, simply Follow my own desires, I want to fight it once. In fact, there is one thing I always want to tell you, you are always worried that this will affect my creation of "Morrowind", but it is actually an extra character you imposed on me, I can tell you clearly, no. I don't know how logic and ethics should judge when you go to the future. But at least I can be sure that you are you now, so..."

Chen Feng looked at her quietly, "I understand."

The night in Los Angeles is long after all.

It can't be said that when the love is strong, it is difficult to restrain oneself, or it is a matter of course. After many twists and turns, the two finally reached this point.

Everything is both bland and vigorous.

At this moment, the two don't think about the future or the past.

This combination seems to have countless reasons and concerns, but in fact it is simple and simple, and it also happens in countless ordinary people's homes.

It is this symphony piece after piece that has built the ladder of human civilization from millions of years ago to today.

Proliferate.

I don't know when it started, but the apparently simple and noble reproduction has been attached with countless additional meanings by the world, either praise or derogation.

But no matter where the impulse comes from ~IndoMTL.com~ and what the reason is, the ultimate foundation is the most primitive instinct of the creature.

Although Zhong Lei and Chen Feng have done countless psychological constructions, they both know very well what it means to civilization if they can produce offspring.

So both of them are still unable to restrain their illusions.

Chen Feng thought it was unfair to Zhong Lei, and he would feel guilty.

But Zhong Lei spoke up first, and that layer of guilt disappeared naturally.

In fact, the return to the reproductive instinct is not cheap. Love is an extra psychological pursuit after the material life is fully satisfied.

Commonly known as eating too full, so the brain can think too much.

In primitive society, dealing with life-and-death crises every day is exhausting. How can you think about love, think about beauty, ugly or handsome? Being able to give birth to a baby is the greatest achievement in life.

But no one will laugh at the concept of marriage of primitive people, because without the indulgence of primitive humans, where can the sweet love of modern people come from?