Lu Yu paid no attention to their conversation. He leaned back, resting his head against the trunk of the tree, gazing at the clouds of blossoms like mist, pinching the bridge of his nose to ease the throbbing pain in his eyes, and murmured:,Lu Yu also wanted to forget all of this, but the nightmare about the sun's strange change kept haunting him. As time passed, it became more and more frequent, gradually devouring his sanity.,Thinking of this, Lu Yu unconsciously lowered his head and saw countless bubbles swirling on his arm, billions of lights converging.。