My Husband Returned from the Apocalypse, but the Apocalypse Never Came

[Third-Person POV] A Silly Little Sweet Treat [Playful, Trouble-Making Bottom x Quiet, Skilled Top] I think I’ve been stalked by a creep. The creep is tall and wears a black hoodie. He always keeps his head down, following me at a distance. Finally, one day, I couldn’t take it anymore and stopped him to demand an explanation. He took off his hood, revealing a pale, handsome face. He said he was from the future, that he was my husband, and that the world would end in a year. "Are you crazy?! Keep talking nonsense and I’ll beat you up, got it?!" But he was so handsome that I decided to believe him anyway. I quit my job, sold my leaky tenement apartment, and followed him into the mountains with two hundred thousand yuan. We stockpiled supplies, built a bunker, and even set up solar panels. We worked during the day and did me at night. Life was plain, but we had our fun. But why, after a year, had the apocalypse still not come??? Honey, say something! (Holding a cleaver) * A year and a half later "Come take a look! Everything must go! Buy whatever you like, just two yuan each!" *No logic here. A random passerby will get taken out. Theme: Even without an apocalypse, you are still my own little paradise.