★ The souls of the dead across the universe are all waiting for their own Sabbath.
He Mian joined a post-apocalyptic reconstruction project codenamed “Sabbath.” But just back from his undercover mission in enemy territory, he had no idea that the project was mainly about “rebuilding civilization.”
An important part of rebuilding civilization was inspiring people to long for happy marriages.
So the task assigned to him was...
To get married.
After a “random assignment,” his spouse was chosen to be Qi Chuan.
He Mian knew of him.
Qi Chuan had led troops to victory in the first two apocalyptic wars, and stories of how he had turned the tide were told across the planet.
He had also heard that the general had been married once when he was younger, but was now divorced.
He Mian didn't mind. He had been married too, but his ex-husband had died.
Married life was much simpler than He Mian had imagined.
Every day, he stayed at home alone, ate alone, and slept alone.
The only thing his husband ever talked to him about was his life as an undercover agent in an enemy star system.
Even then, they exchanged only a few words.
And whenever his husband asked a question, he never changed expression, just like the people who had interrogated He Mian about his identity when he returned to Earth.
Until one day, Qi Chuan unexpectedly brought up his ex-husband.
“I heard you only married him for your undercover mission. Did you ever love him?”
He Mian froze. He had always tried to keep the marriage stable for the sake of the “rebuilding civilization” project, but for the first time, his eyes reddened.
Ignoring the risk of making Qi Chuan angry, or even getting divorced, he answered without hesitation: “I did.”
His brows furrowed, tears welling in his eyes as he added for emphasis, “I still do...”
But the fury he expected never came. Qi Chuan simply turned his face away, and after a long pause, said, “Tch. You should've said so sooner.”
He Mian found himself in the middle of a “divorce crisis,” convinced that his answer had marked the beginning of the end of their marriage.
As a soldier devoted to humanity's greater good, he couldn't let that happen.
He felt he had to... had to do something!
In truth, He Mian was too busy crying to notice
Qi Chuan's reddening earlobes...
The Gong's point of view (if you can even call this a blurb):
Your husband died?
Great, now I have a chance! No, that's not what I mean. I'm sorry for your loss... What a stroke of luck.
Wait, so I'm the dead husband???
Theme: No matter what happens, please don't lose hope in the world.