Not long after, today's main character, Song Siyu, came back.

The girl was not tall, with neat short hair, and her face looked a little childish, giving people a very clean feeling.

She also wore very plain round-frame glasses, and her dressing style was also very simple. She didn't look like a daughter of the Song family, a prominent family in Hanzhou, but more like a student from an ordinary family.

When Chen Feng saw the real person for the first time, he felt that the other party looked more like Ou Qinglan than in the photo.

He wanted to beat Fatty Ou again.

It was really a delicate flower stuck in the cow dung of the rich. The world is declining, and people's hearts are not as good as before.

"Master, this is Song Siyu. She admires you too."

Fatty Ou took Song Siyu's hand and introduced her happily.

Chen Feng suppressed his jealousy and nodded in a deep voice, "Not bad, not bad, congratulations to you."

"Thank you, Master!"

Before the fat man could answer, Song Siyu answered loudly with a crisp voice.

Fatty Ou didn't say anything polite. Song Siyu really admired Chen Feng. Whether in academics or art, Chen Feng could be called her double idol.

She was particularly interested in the quantum programming concept proposed by Chen Feng. After seeing Chen Feng, she couldn't walk. She kept asking questions, calling him Master on the left and Teacher on the right, and turned into a hundred thousand whys.

This girl looked quiet, but in fact she was also a lively person, quite lively and familiar.

Before Chen Feng said anything, she had already followed Fatty's example and arranged for him to be his master.

Before, Chen Feng was wondering how these two people with such a big difference in appearance could get together. Now

he understood, it's true that people of the same kind tend to be alike, it's all fate.

If Fatty Ou couldn't stand it anymore and dragged her away, Song Siyu would have stayed here and chased Chen Feng to ask questions all night.

Before they parted, Song Siyu struggled to ask if she could return to China and work directly at the Xingfeng Research Institute after completing her PhD.

Chen Feng pushed the matter to Lai En, saying that he was not in charge of specific matters at the institute.

After a long time, Fatty Ou came back wiping his sweat and looking awkward, "Master, I'm sorry, my wife is so self-involved, she has no manners, she has read too many books and her brain has become stupid."

Chen Feng said unhappily, "You said it as if you are not self-involved. Have you read a lot?"

Fatty recalled the process of getting close to the master, and it seemed that he was no different from his wife.

"Okay, okay, go and do your own thing, you are the protagonist today, don't worry about me."

Everyone present was a family, so there was not so much red tape, everyone just sat together to chat, gossip, give out red envelopes, and give out small gifts.

Chen Feng took Meng Xiaozhou and Lai En around and chatted with everyone about the past few days to stabilize the morale of the troops.

Then he chatted with Chen Li, He Jiaqi and others to maintain their relationship.

In the end, he couldn't resist the sissy Mai Hui's coquettishness. When he came to his senses, he found that he had promised He Jiaqi another song.

Master Chen felt overwhelmed and realized what Zheng Rou said about Mai Hui at the time, "very warm and very good at dealing with things."

Chen Li and others envied He Jiaqi's good fortune. She had an agent who was so good at communicating with Chen Feng. What seemed impossible to others was done so smoothly by Mai Hui.

Chen Li began to think, should he bring an assistant who is in the same style as Mai Hui, to compete head-on?

Qin Lu was thinking, should he change his style and go for a more neutral route, then maybe there is still hope for the plan of having a baby.

Otherwise, the boss is looking more and more like a fairy, if he doesn't work harder, there will be no hope.

Then there was the banquet, the chefs in charge of the banquet were all from the star-rated hotels under the Ouhe Group, their skills were impeccable, and the food was delicious.

At the hot and noisy banquet, Fatty Ou jumped up and down, got carried away, and drank a lot.

After the banquet, everyone chatted again, and from time to time, two people would come up to sing and dance. There were many microphone masters who reproduced the original sound, which was the ultimate KTV in the world.

Chen Feng was encouraged to sing a song with Zhong Lei, Lu Wei and Qin Lu respectively.

Although Chen Feng's voice is very average, his pitch is impeccable now. Under the guidance of professional singers, his level is still quite good.

He even sang two "new songs" promised to Ho Ka-kei and Chen Li on the spot.

This on-site creation ignited the atmosphere to the extreme, just like the style of the king of the singing world, and he was almost forced to debut.

When the noise was almost over, time unknowingly came to after nine o'clock in the evening.

Ou Junlang called everyone together and invited them to raise a toast to celebrate.

In fact, the fat man had already drunk a lot at noon, but that was just for show. He was really happy tonight and drank with everyone he met. Now he was a little drunk and his tongue was slurred when he spoke.

"Well, hiccup... Master and all the brothers and sisters, thank you all. I am happy today, I am really happy! But I have something to say in my heart, everyone thinks I am rich and live a very enviable life. But in fact, everyone knows me, I, Ou Junlang, am actually a simple thief."

"I have no other wishes in my life. One is to sing, and the other is to marry Song Siyu. I have been looking forward to this since I was five years old. Now I have achieved both dreams, here I want to thank one person the most, this person is my master! Master Chen Feng! I will toast to Master with this glass of wine! Master, cheers! You must drink this glass of wine!"

Fatty Ou really drank too much and became bloated, and even dared to force Chen Feng to drink.

Chen Feng did not blame him, and drank it in one gulp with a smile.

With his current physical condition, he can drink any amount of wine.

After thanking Chen Feng, the fat man turned around and thanked Song Siyu. It was unknown who was pushing for the two of them to drink from the same cup.

The fat man agreed.

But someone else said that what Song Siyu had in his hand was juice, not wine, so it didn't count.

Chen Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to stop him, but the fat man, who was so drunk that his tongue was tied, refused to agree.

He cheered up and waved his hand in a very manly way, "No way! My wife can't drink now!"

While saying this, the fat man placed his hand gently on Song Siyu's lower abdomen, his face filled with the light of happiness.

Song Siyu lowered her head shyly, looking at the big white hand on her waist, and quietly put down her left hand and gently placed it on the back of Fatty Ou's hand.

She looked at the fat man sideways.

The two looked at each other, and there was an indissoluble sweetness in their eyes.

The light sprinkled on the two of them, like a waterfall of light, and the romantic atmosphere was both discordant and moving.

Meng Xiaozhou took the lead and added fuel to the fire, "Give me a kiss!"

Chen Li and others followed in unison, and even Lu Wei blended into this atmosphere, waving her hands and shouting.

Everyone laughed and envied.

There were only two people in the audience who remained silent.

One was Chen Feng, who stood quietly and watched the scene, and the other was Zhong Lei, who kept her eyes on Chen Feng from beginning to end.

Chen Feng didn't want this to happen, and he also wanted to blend into the atmosphere, but he couldn't.

His thoughts were very divergent, and this scene reminded him of some things and many things.

When everyone was immersed in joy, he was jealous.

He remembered his daughter who struggled in the timeline again and again but was unable to be born.

Grandpa was particularly concerned about this matter before he left, but in the end it was in vain.

Even though Grandpa changed the subject quickly, Chen Feng still saw loss in his eyes.

As for this life, Chen Feng knew very well that his genetic level was too high, and theoretically he and Zhong Lei could not have offspring.

Zhong Lei, who was born in the 21st century, did not have the genetic awakening degree of the 31st century.

Even Tang Tianxin, who had almost reached the 35% limit and whose brain structure was different from that of ordinary people, only had a one in ten thousand hit rate.

In the tens of billions of large-scale matches in several future timelines, only Tang Tianxin was selected.

It was impossible for Zhong Lei in the 21st century to have a result with him.

But Fatty was lucky. The fetus in Song Siyu's belly was passed down from generation to generation, and there would definitely be a descendant as talented as Ou Qinglan.

Fatty is really lucky. Whether it is the posture of reincarnation, the posture of hugging thighs, or even the posture of giving birth, they are all first-class.

Fatty lives a relaxed and comfortable life, free and unfettered.

Even in the two timelines where he once got rid of the Ouhe Group, he did not receive much criticism. Anyway, he lived a happy life in this way, seemingly working hard but actually heartless.

After he was "taken care of" by himself, it goes without saying that he can do what he likes, marry the person he likes, and have excellent descendants.

This is a perfect life.

But Chen Feng looked back at himself. Not to mention his experience as a teenager, he now has a golden finger, as much money as the fat man, and his social status is much higher than the fat man, but he is still unhappy.

Chen Feng knows where the problem lies.

As long as money can satisfy a person's basic needs, whether he lives happily or not has nothing to do with money, power, and status.

It's just that most people's needs happen to be money, power, status, and beauty, so people mistakenly think that they can be satisfied with these.

But in fact, this concept is wrong at its root.

Satisfaction is only related to whether the person can achieve his inner demands.

The simpler the demands, the easier it is to reach the end of the dream.

Chen Feng's demands were too great and too difficult to satisfy, so his heart was always empty, like a floating duckweed, with no place to go.

He sighed secretly and put his hands up.

He whispered to himself, "So I really don't want to be a savior. If I were still the same person I was back then, it would be so much better. Alas."

He felt helpless about the current situation, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth.

Chen Feng can reverse the future, but he cannot reverse everything he has experienced in the 21st century, nor the changed mentality.

Zhong Lei quietly reached out and grabbed his sleeve without making a sound.

Her fingers were so strong that her nails turned white.

Lu Wei, who had been pretending to blend in with the crowd in front, glanced over here lightly, but then withdrew her eyes with a guilty conscience.

Lu Wei shouted with even greater force, "Give me a kiss!"

Ou Junlang and Song Siyu finally kissed lightly, like a dragonfly touching the water, suitable for both young and old.

Chen Feng turned his face away and walked to the other side of the pond.

The night in early summer is not too cold.

Today is the 30th day of the lunar calendar. There are no stars or moon in the sky. It is dark and gray. Even the movement of clouds cannot be seen clearly.

Only the faint light of the night light can be reflected in the lake.

Chen Feng took his hands out of his pockets, leaned on the railing by the lake, and stared at the shadow in the lake in a daze.

"You have always been worried, and your worries are not as simple as nightmares."

Zhong Lei beside him said softly.

Chen Feng nodded, "Yes, you saw through me."

"Why can't you say it out loud? You should give us some confidence, maybe we can help you share the burden."

Zhong Lei summoned up her courage and said this.

Chen Feng hesitated for a long time.

For a moment, he almost let go.

If the person who asked him this question was not Zhong Lei, but Lai En, maybe he would have said it immediately.

Zhong Lei's feelings for him are getting deeper and deeper now, and she even wrote a sublimated version of "Sleepwalking Virgo" for him, but the more this happened, the more difficult it was for Chen Feng.

He tilted his head slightly to look at the long-haired woman who was still young at this time, with a hint of love in every move. He suddenly remembered how he cried at his wedding in his old age in the previous timeline.

He finally understood his state of mind at that time.

I owe her too much.

I have deceived her with my feelings all my life.

The harder she works and the better she does, the harder I can't get rid of the guilt.

To be a lifelong fraud and a lifelong liar, you need to lie all your life. It is both simple and too difficult.

Chen Feng even thought that maybe only by becoming a real politician can he get used to this kind of life built on lies.

He even wanted to call himself an idiot.

Since I have done something shameless, why can't I face the reality calmly, put aside unnecessary moral values, and be a good liar.

Anyway, even without me, she will be alone for the rest of her life, right?

At least I gave her a sweet dream with lies, didn't I?

Grandpa taught me the truth and made me live up to everyone who was good to me.

I should continue to lie to her, right?

Right?

But wouldn't it be better to tell the truth?

Chen Feng was lost.

Zhong Lei didn't know what Chen Feng was thinking, she just keenly noticed the loosening of Chen Feng's heart.

She decided to go a step further.

Zhong Lei suddenly grabbed Chen Feng's hand that was holding the railing, "Tell it, no matter what it is, try to travel light from now on, okay?"

Chen Feng was shocked when he felt the warmth and delicate touch from her palm.

A terrible idea popped up in his mind.

Do I really believe her for once?

Reveal a little more?

Give it a try?

Zhong Lei is not an ordinary person, maybe I should have more confidence in her ability and potential, and believe more in her persistence in her dreams?

Chen Feng began to think, maybe if she was not bound by this false love, would she do better?

She would not have to wait in vain in lies, and she could deceive almost everyone in the world with more peace of mind.

Once this idea came up in his mind, it was out of control.

Things are always changing, and different strategies should be adopted at different stages.

Chen Feng could have continued to deceive Zhong Lei with peace of mind.

But as Zhong Lei got deeper and deeper into the trap, although her talent was still there, her personality changed drastically.

She became more and more considerate, and used her keen sense of music on Chen Feng.

When Chen Feng's state changed, she could immediately detect it and act subconsciously.

In Chen Feng's view, she was gradually sinking and putting too much attention on herself.

Her thinking eventually went astray.

Chen Feng thought, I should have woken up earlier. As she continued to explode, and even wrote "Sleepwalking Virgo" in advance, I should have faced reality.

She has accumulated a lot of experience and has reached a certain level. The stage of using false love to bind her is coming to an end.

I have become her shackles.

I should let go.

He took a deep breath and said, "Wait a minute, let me think about it first."

He was thinking about the language.

In fact, he could have kept this matter in his bag and done it after "leaving".

If he found that he had done something wrong, he could still try it out.

But his intuition and emotions told him not to take shortcuts and live like a shameless thief, but to be more responsible and take the responsibility for his own actions.

Don't kidnap Zhong Lei anymore. Right now, return her true freedom and give her the power to choose.

Just like she trusts me unconditionally, I should trust her unconditionally once and believe that she can still do it.

Just like Tang Tianxin said, trust your comrades.

For some things, leaving a way out is a lack of confidence.

If I want to win, I have to win thoroughly!

Do everything I can do, take a big gamble, and bet that Zhong Lei can shine even brighter after being liberated.

"Zhong Lei."

"Yeah."

"Have you ever thought about why I insist that you compose songs inspired by gold records."

Zhong Lei: "I know, didn't you say that you want to leave more things for this world. This song can change the times and make the best become better. I have never seen a greater dream than this."

Chen Feng nodded: "Yeah. Is this your dream too?"

Zhong Lei said again: "Yes. I am very grateful to you for giving me the opportunity and giving me this inspiration. You know I have always wanted to leave some more valuable works, and this is my best chance. If you hadn't come up with this idea and found Ryan to help us, I would not have been able to do it."

"I have gradually come to some realization. Perhaps the value of all the songs I have written in my entire life cannot be compared to this one. When I think that my name will still be remembered and praised because of it a thousand years later, I am now trembling with excitement."

Seeing her beaming with joy and excitement when she spoke, Chen Feng remembered what she once said.

"What's the use of being good-looking? No matter how good-looking your skin is, there will be a day when you get old and your breasts sag and your face is full of wrinkles. Life is truly meaningful only when you can leave behind something that will never go out of style."

She has changed a lot, but in fact she has never changed.

Chen Feng took a deep breath and asked one more question, "Is it your own dream to complete it, or to complete it for me?"

He hoped it was the first answer, then he would have nothing to worry about.

Zhong Lei hesitated for a few seconds, "Each half."

Chen Feng: "Ah?"

"I didn't desire so much, I just naively believed that I could do it, and planned to let my temper follow my heart and try it for the rest of my life. If it succeeds, my life will not be in vain, and if it fails, it is my own fault. But you taught me a lot of things, and used your wild and unconstrained thinking to think of this creative method, and then I will complete it. So, in my dream, you and music each account for half."

Chen Feng froze.

Why is your answer not routine?

Are you trying to drive this obsessive-compulsive disorder of mine to death?