However, Lu Chenguang gently shook his head, interrupting her thoughts. "Chuchu, those are Rong Lin's memories, not mine, Lu Chenguang. Although I inherited Rong Lin's body and some of his memories, my soul and my thoughts are independent. I hope you understand this."
Chu Chu's face changed slightly when she heard this, and a hint of surprise and reminiscence flashed in her eyes, as if she was deeply touched by the sudden mention of the past. After a moment of stunnedness, she nodded slowly, and the action was mixed with complex emotions, including both confirmation and firmness, as well as imperceptible tenderness and nostalgia.
"Okay, I know you are Lu Chenguang, the name that has stood firm through the ages. But those memories buried deep under the dust of time, those about the glory and vicissitudes of the ancient times, are they still clearly imprinted in your heart?" Her voice was soft and firm, with a hint of exploration.
Upon hearing this, Lu Chenguang sighed softly, his eyes traveling through the time and space in front of him, as if he saw the distant past.
"But those are, after all, memories of Rong Lin. He is me, but not my everything. In these long years, what I cherish most and what I most want to remember are those warm and short ten years in this world. In those ten years, there were laughter, tears,..." His tone was full of affection and reluctance, and every word seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight.
Upon hearing this, Chu Chu felt an indescribable mixture of bitterness and warmth well up in her heart. She was silent for a moment, and finally spoke softly, "I... left suddenly, leaving behind everything in the human world. I wonder how things are going there now? Are my friends, family, and those familiar streets and alleys still safe and sound?"
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