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

Zhong Lei looked at his slightly bitter expression and thought carefully for a moment, "It seems not."

"Well, I am indeed a pessimist."

Zhong Lei: "Pessimist?"

Chen Feng nodded, "Maybe to a deeper degree than your original bachelorhood."

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

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

Chen Feng thought of his failures again and again, the comrades who died in front of him one after another, the mothers who died in battle again and again, and the daughters who failed to be born again and again, and his heart became more and more sad.

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

He sighed, "Yes, often. Once a month, it is indeed a nightmare, more real than you can imagine, and this dream is continuous, like a long, heartbreaking, cliché TV series that will never end. I don't want to recall it myself. Don't ask me what happened in my dream, I don't want to say."

When saying this, Chen Feng couldn't help but become really pessimistic.

If you have gone through so much trouble to destroy the spherical battleship, but find that it is followed by hundreds of millions of invader battleships, how should you deal with it?

The problems that were avoided in the past will have to be faced sooner or later. Chen Feng couldn't think of a solution for a while, and even the expectation of victory gradually disappeared.

He couldn't help but think to himself that maybe he could defeat the fleet of the Compound Eyes after fighting for a few more years.

Then counterattack to the opponent's base camp, but found that the enemy's main fleet that he thought was just an insignificant advance team of the powerful Compound Eyes civilization that ruled the entire galaxy and even larger star fields.

What should I do then?

Okay, if I can still hold on.

But after completely destroying the Compound Eyes, will I still have to face the terrifying existence that produces and manufactures the solar system barrier?

If the rapid development of human beings is a wonder of the universe, then is the Solar System Barrier, a wall of sighs that makes even the second-level civilization completely despair, also a more powerful wonder of the universe?

At the higher level of civilization, how many invincible, unpredictable, unfathomable, and malicious advanced civilizations are there?

How big is the universe

? How many civilizations are there in the universe?

Does human beings have a hope of winning the battle?

Will the enemy let the Earth civilization go?

Chen Feng didn't know.

But the countless internal wars in human history told him that when a race has to rely on the kindness of others for its survival, it often faces disastrous consequences.

It's easy for comrades to die.

But once Chen Feng put on his combat uniform and stepped onto the battlefield, he was destined to face an endless and lonely war.

Although he once boasted that he would burn all the invaders and had made up his mind, his mood was inevitably shaken a little with each struggle, especially when a phased victory was in sight.

This time he fought too hard again, and even felt a little exhausted when he just woke up.

Unconsciously, he began to feel tired.

He was really tired. He

was also relaxed.

Relaxation gave frustration an opportunity to take advantage of him, so he was easily aroused by the topic of nightmares.

Chen Feng suddenly seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and he forgot about the paint on his back and sat down softly on the chair.

Zhong Lei stared blankly.

After a long time, he forced a smile and looked up at Zhong Lei, "I'm sorry, I let you see my weak side. I'm embarrassing."

Zhong Lei shook her head, "It's not embarrassing."

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

Zhong Lei rushed up, hugged his head and pressed it against her chest, "I beg you to stop laughing! You are not hypocritical! Since you wrote the first song for me, I found that 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 sour, but he remembered the admonition of the real man, Brother Tiger.

If Brother Tiger, the strongest instructor in the world, found him like this, he would definitely laugh his teeth off.

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

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

Chen Feng still smiled and shook his head, "It's hard for a doctor to heal himself."

"What?"

"I forgot to tell you that I learned a lot of psychology in my spare time, but it seems that I failed. The better I learn, the stronger my resistance to other psychiatrists. My situation is hard to say, ordinary psychiatrists are useless. Extraordinary ones should also be useless."

Zhong Lei pursed her lips, wanting to say something to enlighten him, but found that she had no idea where to start.

She couldn't guess what kind of nightmare would be so terrible, almost knocking Chen Feng down, making him wander on the edge of collapse and firmness.

After a long time, Zhong Lei slowly said, "I don't believe there is any nightmare in the world that can last a lifetime. Since your dream is a TV series, there must be a day when the grand finale will come."

Chen Feng asked, "Why? Maybe the director is super wicked and went to the palace to meet the emperor during the filming?"

Zhong Lei shook her head, "Because you are the director, as long as you don't want to go to 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 must be a beautiful dream!"

Chen Feng felt that her words made some sense, but he was frustrated and was not sure if he, as a director, could hold on to the end.

Zhong Lei suddenly said, "Let me write a song for you."

"Ah?"

Chen Feng suddenly panicked. How come she wanted to write a song when we were chatting?

Didn't she copy the Seven Swords?

How long has it been?

She wants to influence me with love?

Damn it!

I don't want to do anything weird. If she writes a touching love song that expresses her feelings directly but has no connotation, history will be distorted on the spot.

"Ahem, no, no, let's practice the songs in Octave first."

"No! I want to write it for you now! I want to tell you what a beautiful dream should be like! I will pull you out of your nightmare now!"

Zhong Lei slammed the entrance counter next to her and walked quickly to the piano in the living room.

Chen Feng stood up and tried to follow her.

Zhong Lei turned around and pointed at the chair, "Sit still."

Chen Feng sat down obediently.

It was over, he couldn't hold him back anymore. Something terrible

was going to happen.

He wished he could hang himself, why was he being so depressed all the time.

Now, something terrible happened as he wished.

Zhong Lei had already closed her eyes and rested, and it was unclear whether she was thinking about the rhythm or writing the lyrics.

Ten minutes passed.

Zhong Lei was still closing her eyes and resting.

Chen Feng was at a loss.

He stood up.

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

Feng sat up again, put his hands on his knees, and clenched his thighs. He was a little anxious, but as a professional athlete, he could handle it.

Over there, Zhong Lei had already taken out her notebook and started writing on it.

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

At this moment, he was even more nervous than when facing the invader warship, just like the feeling of some gambling guys who earn a thousand dollars a month and bought a football lottery super double, guessed all the first thirteen games, and bet on a draw in the last game, and both sides were tied 0-0.

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

Chen Feng was restless, crossing his legs, and sometimes switching his left leg to his right leg, unable to calm down.

Half of it was nervousness, and half of it was suppressed.

Ten minutes later, Zhong Lei let out a long sigh and whispered, "Good!"

Chen Feng asked, "You've written it? What's the name of the song?"

Zhong Lei grinned, "Now, please let Master Chen Feng appreciate my new work, "Sleepwalking Virgo" that I just finished."

"What!"

Chen Feng was stunned on the spot.

He knew this song too well.

In the previous timeline, after Zhong Lei completed "Morning Breeze", in addition to "You Think of Me When I'm Not There" which she created at the end of her life, she completed a total of six songs.

The remaining five songs are the couple's wedding song "Hope of Life", as well as "Sleepwalking Virgo" which was born in the same month, and the subsequent "Chasing the Wind", "Continue in the Next Life", and "No Regrets in This Life".

It seems that the proportion of love songs written for him is slightly higher, and Chen Feng feels a little awkward about this. Fortunately, Zhong Lei is a person with pursuits after all, and she didn't do anything too much to lower her realm. The overall level of these six songs is similar to the Seven Swords Divine Songs, so there is no big problem.

But in fact, Chen Feng doesn't like her writing songs for herself like this.

Among these six songs, only "Sleepwalking Virgo", which is full of imagination, and "You Think of Me, I'm Not There", which has the most accurate emotional control and is really unbearable, are his favorites.

So after returning this time, Chen Feng originally planned to keep only "You Think of Me, I'm Not There" for her at most, and simply sold the other songs to Lu Wei or Chen Li, He Jiaqi and others, to try to get Zhong Lei's creative direction back on the right track he hoped for.

Who knows that man proposes, God disposes. He was just being cute. Zhong Lei did what she thought of, and she squeezed out "Sleepwalking Virgo", which should have been written after she got married, when she was completely relaxed and full of hope for her future life. Now,

her inspiration has also been refined. She is completely unreasonable and comes as she pleases, leaving no chance for plagiarism.

The one who copied songs by riding on other people's faces finally got retribution. He was ridiculed by others and stopped copying songs.

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

Her mood and level must be different from the previous timeline. Don't mess up her favorite song.

Zhong Lei has already started playing. Her nimble, white and slender fingers are like ten playful and cute elves jumping and playing on the keys.

The sound of the piano is as crisp as the sound of a mountain stream, with a ethereal and fairy-like charm.

The prelude of just a moment brings people's thoughts into the mysterious and indescribable universe.

Chen Feng was stunned at first, but then he was fascinated.

It is this taste, but it seems slightly different.

Compared with the previous version of "Sleepwalking Virgo", Zhong Lei's fingering of playing the piano is more erratic, unpredictable, and more spiritual.

Creations of different ages will always unconsciously leave traces of time.

Compared to the 61-year-old Zhong Lei who composed this song in the previous timeline, the 21-year-old Zhong Lei is 40 years younger. She

may not be as proficient in fine-tuning, but the girl has more spirit and is more in line with the flavor that "Sleep Journey to Andromeda" should have.

With Chen Feng's current ability to appreciate, he could taste it in an instant.

Not only did it not go astray, but it was sublimated ahead of time.

He couldn't help but sigh and be 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 used conjecture and speculation to describe the starry sky. Her words became more precise and her imagination became bolder.

It was a surge of confidence and absolute freedom.

The light and ethereal voice at its peak was like an orchid in a valley, as if it was about to take Chen Feng's soul out of his body.

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

As the singing became louder and the turns and changes became more complex and varied, the performer closed her eyes and played and sang.

The listener's mind was activated to the extreme, as if he had transformed into an elf traveling through time and space, wandering in the vast and mysterious starry sky.

Sometimes she overlooks the Milky Way, sometimes she steps on the stars, sometimes she is intoxicated by the brilliant star rings, sometimes she chases after the glittering comets, and sometimes she plays in the magnificent streamer of the red giant star explosion...

Then she flies farther, drifts out of the Milky Way, and goes to the Local Group composed of the Andromeda Galaxy and the Magellanic Clouds.

This is not the end, but a new beginning.

She ran to the Virgo Supercluster, which is the height named after this song.

When the space is constantly magnified, one after another completely different and mysterious stars are depicted.

Some incredible cosmic wonders are lightly sung by her lyrics.

But her steps did not stop in the Virgo Supercluster. At the end of the song, she set her sights on the Lania Kea Supercluster.

The singing stopped, but her universe did not end. It only left the afterglow in people's hearts, which lasted for a long time and still inspired people to imagine actively.

This is how the universe looks like in the artist's mind.

There is no need to consider science, just to take you to see how beautiful the universe is.

Just to let you, a person living on earth, see the endless sky in her heart.

Chen Feng was completely dumbfounded.

Zhong Lei did not deliberately pursue knowledge.

She accumulated 99% of her talent in music, and perhaps she only had some scientific literacy at the level of ordinary people.

But her seemingly simple and somewhat idealistic description of the wonders of the universe in "Sleepwalking Virgo" is quite similar to many phenomena that can only be captured by super telescopes in the 31st century.

She really "saw" the universe.

Others didn't know, but Chen Feng knew.

He couldn't help but be shocked.

He looked at Zhong Lei as if he was looking at a god. He

was blown away.

He had imagined that human imagination had no limits.

But he thought it would never be possible to find conclusive evidence.

Now he knew, and the evidence was right in front of his eyes.

You must be a monster!