It has to melt too, right?”

Chen Feng blushed, "Yes...a little bit."

"I just can't bear the guilt, right?"

Zhong Lei nodded: "So, be completely honest. This way you won't feel guilty. Then you only need to use a little bit of love to get everything from me. I will be very happy in this life, even now.

As long as this continues, I will be very happy, I just hope you can be more relaxed."

"Of course, no matter what happens to us next. I will accomplish everything I can accomplish and write the songs you want and the songs I want. The reason why I was angry when I said you looked down on me is actually here."

This is her, she can understand everything, yet she makes her life so simple.

Seeing that Chen Feng was still thinking about it, Zhong Lei put her hand on his shoulder and shook it, "Also, you are really troubled, you always like to think too much in your mind, and your life is very tiring. But, I'm attracted to you.

That's it, do you understand? You feel much more comfortable now, don't you?"

Chen Feng nodded, "It's much better."

"Confess?"

"Confess. But I have to think about where to start."

"Okay, I'll wait for you to organize your language."

At this time, Ryan came over to say hello: "Chen Feng, we have to go back and rest first. When are you leaving?"

Chen Feng turned around and was about to speak, but Zhong Lei glared at Ryan fiercely, "We still have something to say! You go about your business!"

Ryan's neck shrunk and he ran away quickly, which was weird.

Unknowingly, it was past ten o'clock. After all, there was something to do tomorrow. The crowd dispersed one after another, and even the waiters left after cleaning up the scene.

Fatty Ou settled down in the guest room of Caiweilu, and Uncle Long took care of him.

After all, Song Siyu is a lady and has to go home.

In the end, there were only a few people left in Caiwei Lu, including Lu Wei, Zheng Rou, Fatty, and Uncle Long.

After everyone had left, Chen Feng and Zhong Lei returned to the small table in the middle of the courtyard and sat down.

There are also new snacks, nuts and drinks on the table, as well as a cup of hot tea and juice.

Chen Feng held the tea cup and started thinking about it for nearly half an hour. Then he slowly lowered his voice and spoke.

"My dream is real, not a dream."

Zhong Lei was amazed in her heart, but her face was calm and she just said: "You continue to talk, I will listen, don't worry about me. I will listen quietly."

Chen Feng nodded, "I have seen the future and experienced the future...many times."

Next, he was talking the whole time and Zhong Lei was listening.

She tried to stay quiet and be a perfect listener.

Zhong Lei almost covered her mouth and exclaimed countless times when she heard the dangerous part, worried about him.

But again and again when I heard that he really died in battle, my worries became reality, and my hanging heart fell to the ground again and again in strange ways.

She tried not to disturb Chen Feng's story, but this long story was too tedious to listen to.

He spoke for a full four hours, until 3:30 in the morning.

"This is probably what happened. This is what I have always pretended to be in my heart. At first I thought it was a dream, but I brought back your songs and other people's songs, as well as "Madman's Conjectures" and "Stars"

These are the things that Feng Research Institute is working on. The future is constantly being changed, and I want to win once."

Chen Feng crossed his arms and looked at her calmly.

Zhong Lei pondered for a long time, trying hard to digest everything Chen Feng said.

After a long time, she said: "Let's start from the very beginning when you copied my songs."

Chen Feng said: "Well, I want to say sorry to you again. All the songs I composed for you were originally yours. I also sold your songs to many people. Your feeling that I am your soulmate is an illusion.

.That happens because the song is yours and you will be easily touched."

Zhong Lei nodded, "Do you feel that you are a shameless thief who deceives the world and steals your reputation? You are not as good as I hoped. You have wasted many of my lives. Right?"

Chen Feng: "Yes, you know it all now. It doesn't matter whether you hate me, hate me, or even don't believe me, it doesn't matter."

Zhong Lei had a complicated expression and asked again: "It really doesn't matter?"

Chen Feng crossed his arms, "Actually, it's still a little bit, but there's nothing I can do about it."

"You are really dishonest."

Chen Feng: "Anyway, I have considered that maybe your feelings for me are all illusions. I didn't dare to say it before, but now that I'm sure you can complete "Morrowind", I dare to say it."

"Let me think about it first." Zhong Lei fell into long thought and her expression became solemn.

After a long time passed, she sighed deeply, "This situation is too nerve-wracking!"

Chen Feng shrugged, "Yeah. But you don't have to worry about other things. You just mind our business. Even if you scold me or beat me, that's fine. If it makes you happy, that's fine."

"After all, compared with you, my ordinary and humble past is nothing to mention, and I am not worthy of you at all. I once lied to myself that I wanted to be an actor all my life, and I could accept your favor with peace of mind, but I found that this incident made me worried.

The confusion interfered with my judgment, and I couldn't even figure out what the right thing to do was."

Zhong Lei rubbed her temples and shook her head, "Wait a minute, don't speak for now. I'll slow down. My mind is a little messy and I need to sort it out again."

Chen Feng waited for trial in anxiety.

No matter how nice her love words were before, Chen Feng believed that once she discovered that everything was an illusion, her heart would inevitably change again.

After a long time passed, Zhong Lei said: "Tell me, why did you copy my songs in the first place? To make money?"

"Maybe it was for this purpose. In fact, I was quite embarrassed at first, but your attitude towards me was so bad at that time that I couldn't be more angry."

Zhong Lei: "So you stole my work?"

"Um."

Zhong Lei suddenly laughed, "It's not surprising, this is your temperament. When you taught me to fool Lin Youde, I knew you were a very sinister person."

Chen Feng nodded awkwardly, "Yes."

"Then what happened next? We all became friends, and you copied my songs? Are you a professional?"

Chen Feng: "Ahem, I caught you copying because you are the best. If I let you sing your song, it will definitely become popular. It is the safest way. I need to accumulate wealth as soon as possible, so I choose the safest and easiest way."

"So our careers have already started, and you and Fatty Ou are also on the line, and you still copy me? You ride a motorcycle to the scene of the car accident to copy me, and you stand by the fire and play the guitar for me. What's the purpose?"

Chen Feng was even more embarrassed, "Because I find you are so scary. No matter how I copy it, it doesn't seem to have any negative impact on you. The songs you write are getting better and better. I hope to squeeze your potential and let you stay."

Drop more stuff.”

Zhong Lei: "For example?"

"Bathing in Fire, Self-Burning, all the songs in the music box, including "Morning Wind" of course, are all works you have never created. "Sleepwalking Virgo" is also the same. I have heard it before, but you didn't copy it for me.

Chance."

"I am a spontaneous leek. The more you cut the leek, the bushier it becomes, right?"

"Actually, I treat you like a sheep that has been treated with hair restorer."

"I'll beat you to death."

Zhong Lei hammered him several times.

Chen Feng was confused, "Aren't you angry?"

"Of course I'm angry."

"But you..."

Zhong Lei suddenly changed the topic: "You didn't plan to save the world at the beginning?"

"Well, because I don't think I can do it."

"But then you went anyway."

"I originally just wanted to give it a try as a soldier and find out how I died and whether I could survive for a few more days. Who knew that once I go there, there would be no turning back."

"This is your character. Like me, you don't dare to open your guard easily. Once someone else comes in, you can't get away."

Zhong Lei took a sip of juice and said again: "You just said that you have gone to war every time since the fourth time, right?"

"Um."

"Die every time?"

"Um."

"Where are my friends in the barracks? Where are the others?"

"They are all dead and keep dying."

"Alas, in your world, mankind has perished seven times."

"Yes, I'm working hard to prevent the eighth time from happening."

Zhong Lei suddenly asked softly: "Are you sad?"
To be continued...