Seeing Lu Chen's serious expression, Liu Qingyun fell silent, a trace of worry flashing across her delicate face.
Deep within her heart, a voice kept urging her to stay with Lu Chen, though she wasn't sure if it was because of some trick Lu Chen, that scoundrel, had pulled.
But now, she truly couldn't leave Lu Chen, and with only ten thousand years left until the great calamity, if Lu Chen couldn't survive the calamity, these ten thousand years would still leave her with many beautiful memories.
However...
Liu Qingyun thought of another problem: if she and Lu Chen created too many beautiful memories in these last ten thousand years, yet Lu Chen couldn't survive the calamity,
how painful it would be for her to live alone in the new era.
The more beautiful things are now, the more painful it will be to live in the new era.
All the past beauty would fade away like a fleeting cloud, how could it not cause anguish?
