When the earthquake warning in the dormitory screamed, Cheng Yan was pressing me against the bookshelf and kissing me. "Don't be afraid," he licked the blood from the corner of my lips, "Follow me." When the meteorite rain smashed through the teaching building, he used the experimental cabin to protect me, and half of his body was burned to the skin and torn to pieces. Late at night when he was hungry, he cut his wrist and dripped blood into the mineral water bottle: "Drink it, Chen Mo." Everyone said that Cheng Yan was as calm as a doomsday machine, until under the rubble he tore open my collar and bit his Adam's apple: "If you dare to trade your body for supplies..." His hot breath ran over his collarbone, "I will die in the next natural disaster." Later, dawn restarted, and the broadcast said that the survivors would be transferred to a safe area. He adjusted his collar for me and backed away gently: "You are safe now." I yanked Cheng Yan's collar and slapped the crumpled marriage application on his chest: "Sign it, otherwise I will go back and feed the meteorite rain now."
Purpose: In the apocalypse, CP will survive