Three years into the apocalypse, Su Mengyao remained immaculate, unstained by the chaos. Her complexion was fair with a touch of blush, as if she were still living in a world of prosperity and splendor.,Time is pressing, no time to ponder the intricacies.,This time, I want to see if he and Su Mengyao can live brightly without the supplies they hoarded and the space they had.。