CC listened intently to Lin Xian's words.
After pondering for a while,
She slowly said:
"Actually, if you were to ask me this question, I wouldn't think about it so complicatedly."
She rested her hands on the flower bed, swinging her legs:
"I might just plainly tell you—"
"[Having a tomorrow in the future is the best future, the only meaningful future.]"
Lin Xian straightened up:
"How so?"
CC tilted her head:
"It's just... the literal meaning of [tomorrow], there's no deeper meaning."
"You see, you've told me, and proved to me many times, that all worlds will be destroyed by a mysterious white light on August 29, 2624, at 00:42."
"If the world is going to be destroyed and humanity is doomed to perish on that day... then discussing the future is utterly meaningless, because there is no future for humanity."
