Oh no! I'm surrounded by female ghosts!

That's all for today.

Everyone needs to digest this.

midnight.

Su Ming, wearing slippers, strolled around the manor alone.

Some people have trouble sleeping simply because they have too much information to process today.

It's not just Su Ming.

Many people are having trouble sleeping tonight.

Zhou Zhengyang sat at his computer desk, smoking a cigarette while writing a report, his brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly.

He was thinking about how to report this matter to his superiors.

Yu Mengnian sat cross-legged in mid-air. She did not enter the dream world of cultivation, but instead reviewed all the topics of the day.

Shen Wanyu held a glass of red wine, leaned against the window, and gazed at the silver moon in the sky, a hint of loneliness in her eyes.

Lin Jiajia was holed up in her room, squatting on her seat, her hands clapping away on the keyboard, the computer screen flashing with various information boxes.

Only two people stood out from the crowd.

Xu Qinghe locked the door from the inside. There were no security cameras in this room, which isolated her from all the oppressive atmosphere of the outside world.

She held her phone, playing games with great enjoyment, her cheerful laughter occasionally echoing through the room.

I've been suppressing it for too long.

Even if the end of the world comes, she will accept it. As long as she can catch her breath, she doesn't care if the world is in chaos.

Tangtang, with her pillow tucked between her legs, slept soundly, muttering softly in her sleep, "Husband, give me a kiss."

Oh, right.

There is also Chen Zhiwei.

After she woke up, she stared blankly at the ceiling for several hours.

Then I started reading.

What book?

The Bible, the Quran, the Heart Sutra, the Lotus Sutra...

This brilliant scientific researcher has actually started studying theology.

Perhaps for Chen Zhiwei.

When the edifice of human civilization collapses, only theology can rebuild it from the ruins.

In other words, only by transforming from materialism to idealism can one find solace.

Unbeknownst to Su Ming, he had arrived at the villa where the apocalypse had been discussed earlier that day.

The gate has been repaired.

The official response has always been remarkably swift.

The heavy door creaked open.

The living room was empty and dark.

With a snap.

Turn on the magnificent crystal chandelier in the living room.

Brilliant light shone down from above, illuminating the living room once again.

There was a file folder on the living room table.

It was brought by Chen Zhiwei earlier.

Su Ming opened it and took a look.

The paternity test revealed that it was his own.

According to the report, he and Song Yu are definitely mother and son.

The biggest doubt that had been weighing on my mind was dispelled.

Just then, a figure appeared at the doorway.

Judging from his attire, he must be a servant of the manor.

The servant had just arrived at the door when he immediately bowed and apologized: "I'm so sorry, Mr. Su."

I thought the light was still on.

Su Ming looked at him.

He was not an awakened one, but just an ordinary person.

To live an ordinary life, to die an ordinary death.

They don't understand the end of the world, nor do they understand the abnormality.

But he was in better shape than anyone else.

So, Su Ming raised his hand: "Wait a minute, I have a question for you."

The servant, who was about to take his leave, immediately stopped, turned around, bowed, and said, "Mr. Su, please ask."

Su Ming smiled and said, "Don't be so nervous, it's a very simple question."

"I'm asking you."

"If tomorrow were the end of the world, what would you do?"

The servant lowered his head and pondered for a few seconds before honestly replying, "Mr. Su, I'll probably go home to spend time with my wife and daughter, and see my father and mother."

This simple answer was something Su Ming had never considered.

He couldn't help but press further: "Aren't you going to resist?"

"Or, indulge your desires and do things you never dared to do before, since the world is going to end tomorrow anyway."

The servant scratched his head sheepishly: "Mr. Su, I'm not the kind of person who does big things."

"I'm just a nobody."

"There are many insignificant people like me in this world."

"Faced with the end of the world, all we can do is accept it; there's no point in talking about resistance."

"As for venting one's desires."

He paused, then continued, "Perhaps some people would, but I'd rather spend my last day with my wife and children."

Su Ming was stunned for a moment.

Big shots don't understand small shots.

But this world is full of such insignificant people.

After regaining his composure, Su Ming asked again, "One last question."

Do you have a dream?

The servant nodded: "Mr. Su, everyone has dreams, and I'm no exception."

"I hope I can make a lot of money."

"I hope my daughter can get into a good university."

"I hope my parents and family members are healthy and have a smooth life."

To be honest...

"I am very satisfied with my life now."

"The wages here are very high."

He gave a simple smile.

Seeing that Su Ming remained silent for a long time, he bowed respectfully and withdrew.

Before long, footsteps approached from afar.

It's Shen Wanyu.

She walked into the villa's living room and slowly approached Su Ming from behind.

She rubbed his temples with somewhat clumsy hands.

Su Ming was slightly taken aback, opened his eyes and looked at her with some surprise: "You..."

Shen Wanyu pointed to the door: "I was planning to take a walk outside."

"I noticed the room lights were still on, so I came over to check."

"Su Ming, are you still thinking about what happened during the day?"

Su Ming gestured for Shen Wanyu to sit next to him.

"No," he shook his head in denial.

"I just asked the manor servants a few questions."

"His answer, well..."

"It makes sense, but I've never thought about it in that way."

He recounted his conversation with the servant.

Upon hearing this, Shen Wanyu covered her mouth and smiled faintly, saying, "Su Ming, many people's thoughts are actually very simple."

"It's just that you're standing too high up to see clearly."

She took Su Ming's hand and pressed her beautiful cheek against it, her tone exceptionally earnest.

"Su Ming, the apocalypse in 2012 is different from the apocalypse in 2003."

"The apocalypse of 2003 was initiated by Wen Qi himself."

"All we can do is wait for the end of the world in 2012."

"Take advantage of this time."

She looked up at Su Ming, a gentle smile spreading across her eyes: "How about we go on a date?"

"Live each day as if it were your last."

"Our memories should not be limited to despair."

Even if death is inevitable, we should still cherish a few beautiful moments.

What do you think?

This is so Shen Wanyu.

Her dignity was absolute; even when facing the end of the world and death, she remained elegant and accepted it with equanimity.

Even if she becomes a headless female corpse in the future, she will be able to firmly control her ghostly heart and never lose her composure.

and so.

This is Shen Wanyu's final, dignified farewell to herself in 2012.

Let us use these precious moments to mark the end of her life.

"it is good."

Su Ming met her gaze and nodded in agreement.

Shen Wanyu smiled and pulled Su Ming towards the door.

"Wait a minute, where are we going?" Su Ming asked curiously.

She winked mischievously and said, "Let's go anywhere we want to go."

"What about the others..."

Before she could even open her mouth, Shen Wanyu suddenly threw herself into Su Ming's arms and whispered, "Su Ming, it's just the two of us."

Promise me, in 2012 it will just be the two of us, no one else.

"This is my only chance to have you all to myself."

"Su Ming, do you know?"

She leaned on Su Ming's shoulder, her tone tinged with melancholy: "If there were no forced affinity binding..."

"Sooner or later, Wen Qi, Tang Tang, Xu Qinghe, and Lin Jiajia will fight to the death to have you all to themselves."

No woman wants to share her beloved with someone else.

"And what about us, the future ghosts?"

"That kind of extreme possessiveness allows no room for sharing."

Su Ming stared wide-eyed, his face filled with astonishment, and asked, "No way?"

"I think ancient emperors had three thousand beauties in their harems."

Shen Wanyu rolled her eyes at Su Ming helplessly: "Why don't you go ask them if they like the emperor?"

"You won't bother with someone you don't like."

"But in the future, we will love you almost to the point of madness; that is the ultimate love."

After saying that, she suddenly pushed Su Ming away and took a step back: "I don't like unusual feelings."

"The loss of control over abnormal emotions is also a kind of loss of composure for me."

"So, try to make me like you from the bottom of my heart, to fall in love with you."

"Otherwise, I'll dump you."

Shen Wanyu is not currently affected by the forced favorability rating.

Her feelings for Su Ming were strange.

But this strangeness is definitely not about feelings.

Therefore, if Su Ming could make her in 2012 like him, or even fall in love with him, without being forced to develop a positive impression, then...

Then she wouldn't be considered to have lost her composure.

Those unusual emotions are not considered unusual.

"Dump me?"

Su Ming laughed loudly, confidently patting his chest: "I still have confidence in myself."

Shen Wanyu beckoned with her finger, turned and ran a few steps outside, then turned back with a sly smile: "Your Majesty, come and catch me!"

After saying that...

Su Ming immediately shuddered, his blood rushing to the top of his head.

That was a scene from my dream.

I never expected it to happen in real life.

However, the beauty changed from Wen Qi to Shen Wanyu.

But it's okay.

They are all beauties.

"Hahaha."

"My beauty, the king has arrived."

He laughed loudly, grabbed Shen Wanyu's wrist, and pulled her into his arms, revealing a pair of bony wings that suddenly spread out from behind him.

"Your Majesty, where are we going?"

Shen Wanyu wrapped her arms around his neck, her face beaming with smiles.

"Go wherever you want to go."

With a powerful flap of their bone wings, the two soared into the air and instantly disappeared into the deep night.

Yu Mengnian, who had been keeping her eyes closed, slowly opened them.

She hesitated for a few seconds, then closed her eyes again.

In her divine sense, no corner of the manor could escape her detection.

She was fully aware of the conversation between Shen Wanyu and Su Ming.

"Dating?"

She murmured to herself.

A moment later, he opened his eyes again and looked in the direction where Su Ming and Shen Wanyu had disappeared.

A moment later, Yu Mengnian suddenly disappeared, leaving only a soft murmur that echoed quietly in the empty room.

"Why, am I not your nurturing character?"