"Um, Grandma, you've got the point wrong!"

Fang Xichen watched for a while before speaking up to save his mother.

"Don't I know? Don't I know?"

Grandma Fang angrily slapped Fang Xichen twice, but not hard, just to scare him.

Then the chaos subsided.

"Well, Grandma isn't old-fashioned. Since things have come to this, we won't say anything."

My only requirement is that you two must love each other and never engage in domestic violence or cold wars.

Grandma Fang still loved her granddaughter after all, but since things were already like this, there was no point in her saying anything more.

Moreover, she had only seen two so far, and the thought of eight people standing in the living room later made her feel a little dizzy.

"Okay, Grandma, we definitely won't do that."

Fang Xiyue and Jun Nanxuan made their assurances repeatedly, and then the two turned their attention to Grandma Fang.

Grandma Fang cleared her throat. "Since everyone has accepted it, then I won't say anything more. Our family must stay united."

Just like your grandpa said, the apocalypse is so dangerous, and with eight strong men protecting you, Grandma is at ease.

My granddaughter, your happiness, joy, and bliss are my greatest wish.

Grandma Fang's voice trembled as she spoke, "This child hasn't been with me for many years, how come he's already reached the age to get married?"

Time really flies!

Fang Xichen smiled at Fang Xiyue and Jun Nanxuan, revealing his big front teeth, happy that they had gained recognition.

"What are you laughing at? Your sister has already dated eight men, what about yours?"

Grandma Fang looked at Fang Xichen with some anxiety. This child didn't seem like he could find a partner. She was worried!

Fang Xichen stared wide-eyed innocently. What had he done wrong?!

The Fang family meeting ended, and Fang Xiyue, Fang Xichen, and Jun Nanxuan took the elevator to the 33rd floor.

Just as Jun Nanxuan was about to follow Fang Xiyue into 3301, Fang Xichen grabbed him and pulled him into 3302.

Although they have obtained the marriage certificate, they are not officially married without holding a wedding ceremony, and he has to protect his sister.

Besides, they've only known each other for a short time, so it might have been an impulsive decision. They need to spend more time together before deciding whether they really want to spend their lives together.

Jun Nanxuan was thus forced to live under the same roof as Fang Xichen, and directly occupied the second bedroom.

After returning home, Fang Xiyue lay down on the sofa and then picked up the crystal coin carrier, intending to call Su Zheyu.

The next second, she sat bolt upright, her heart pounding wildly.

The call wasn't disconnected!

In other words, he heard everything that happened before.

This includes her being with Jun Nanxuan, and the fact that she has eight husbands and eight marriage certificates.

"Zheyu? Are you there?"

Fang Xiyue asked cautiously. It wasn't that she didn't want to tell Su Zheyu, but because Su Zheyu was outside, she was worried that he would be distracted and in danger.

So, the fact that Su Zheyu found hard to accept was inexplicably revealed to him?

"I'm here, Yuebao. Was what you said before true?"

Su Zheyu's voice was filled with sadness, expectation, and hesitation.

"Yes, it's true. I was planning to tell you after you came back safely."

Fang Xiyue scratched her head in frustration. What if Su Zheyu got injured on the way because of this?

"I understand, they're right."

It's the end of the world now, and I'm the only one who can't protect you.

But Yuebao, why does my heart ache so much?

Su Zheyu clenched his fist over his heart and squatted against the wall, writhing in pain.

Why is it only been a few days? Yueyue already has another person by her side.

And this person is not the last one.

Eight? He never even dared to imagine it before.

"Zheyu, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

Seemingly sensing Su Zheyu's pain, Fang Xiyue's tears flowed involuntarily.

She really didn't expect things to unfold this way.

She didn't know what else to say besides "I'm sorry," because she couldn't say that she could break up with Jun Nanxuan, nor could she say that she wouldn't accept the other six men.

"Yueyue, you don't need to apologize. I know it's not your fault that the marriage certificate is here. I was also very confused when the marriage certificate suddenly appeared."

But then the apocalypse came, and I think I can understand it now. If there's an apocalypse, how could there not be fantasy elements?

When I met you, I was incredibly grateful to God for binding you and me together. But I never expected that God would play a joke on me, that I wasn't the only one bound to you.

I've been listening quietly here for a long, long time. I want to be strong enough to tell you firmly that we should break up.

But the thought of separating from you makes me even more miserable and heartbroken. I know I can't do it!

Yueyue, I think I love you even more than I imagined.

Su Zheyu's voice was already trembling with sobs. It is said that men do not easily shed tears, but how can one not cry when deeply hurt?

He wiped away his tears and tried to compose himself, but his trembling fingers betrayed his unease.

"Zheyu, I'm sorry, I didn't want to hurt you, really."

Fang Xiyue really didn't know what else she could say to comfort Su Zheyu's wounded heart; it seemed that anything she said at this moment would be meaningless.

"I love you too, so much, but my heart can still love others, and it can still beat desperately for them. I despise myself for it."

Fang Xiyue lay back down on the sofa and covered her eyes with her arm.

"Yueyue, can't you just lie to me and say you're willing to break up with them?"

Su Zheyu was on the verge of collapse. He clenched his trouser leg, trying to control his heartache.

"Zheyu, I'm sorry."

All the words in the end turned into a sigh and an apology.

“Yueyue, I told you, don’t apologize to me. This isn’t your fault; it’s just that God is playing a joke on us.”

It's okay, Yueyue. For you, I can try to accept them. For you, I can.

As he uttered the last word, tears streamed down Su Zheyu's face.

Meanwhile, Fang Xiyue's tears dripped from the corners of her eyes and onto the ground.

She gritted her teeth, not wanting Su Zheyu to hear her crying.

Su Zheyu was also pressing his fist against his teeth.

The two remained silent, neither speaking again, but neither hanging up the phone.

Fang Xiyue cried herself to sleep, and she vaguely heard a voice say, "I love you."

——

July 4th, the 21st day of the apocalypse.

When Fang Xiyue woke up, her eyes hurt terribly. She got up and went to the bathroom to wash her face. Looking at her disheveled self in the mirror, she thought, "So ugly."

This seemed to be the ugliest version of herself she had ever seen, with her eyes swollen like walnuts.

Her throat was a little sore, and her ears hurt a bit; if nothing else, she had caught a cold.

She fell asleep right on the sofa last night without a blanket, probably because her belly button was exposed.

She went into the bathroom to take a shower, then changed her clothes and put breakfast on the table.

Not long after, Fang Xichen arrived with Jun Nanxuan.