When Aurora said this, her eyelashes trembled, and her eyes reddened slightly.
She was clearly still hurting inside.
Li Tianming could not help but feel heartache for her. He knew she had never found the right person because her standards were high, which only showed how seriously and earnestly she regarded love, rather than simply drifting with the tide.
If she could not find someone suitable, she would rather have no one.
Yet now, through a twist of fate, a stranger shrouded in purple mist whom she knew nothing about had barged into her life and decided everything just like that.
She still found it hard to accept.
Li Tianming recalled how, from the first time they met, she had cared for him in every possible way—protecting him time and again, lending him Myriad Dao Springs, and bringing him Yin-Yang Evilfire.
Her gentleness was mesmerizing.
Though there was the layer of their elder-junior relationship between them, in Li Tianming's heart, his connection with Sui Shen Yao was more because of the accident involving Sui Shen blood. That was a debt.
But beyond that debt, the person Li Tianming cared about more was Aurora.
A woman who had made him experience an entirely different kind of feeling.
By this point, he could be certain that he liked her. This feeling even surpassed everything else, including the years he had spent fighting side by side with Xiao Xiao and Little Fish, second only to the bone-deep, soul-carved bond he shared with Ling'er.
So if he were asked to forget it all and treat it as a dream, he naturally could not do it.
Ten years.
Even if there had only been seven stories every day, that still made more than ten thousand—who knew how many times more than the stories with Ling'er.