One of Us Has to Die Today

At this moment, seeing two March 7ths at the scene, staff members had already gathered around.

"Huh? How are there two Miss March 7ths? Could the other one be Shui Xiao?"

"It's possible. Shui Xiao has been causing trouble a lot lately, hasn't it?"

"Then it's really picked the worst day to show up. Master Yan Huan is here, it's practically asking to be split in half by his sword, haha."

"With Mr. Yan Huan here, the Shui Xiao problem can probably be declared solved in advance."

"Even someone as strong as Master Yan Huan needs to use the restroom, right?"

"Whoever keeps asking about the restroom, step forward. I've had enough of you!"

Amidst the crowd, Yan Huan and the two March 7ths stood out remarkably.

Looking at the intimate actions of the two in front of her, March 7th's face instantly flushed red, all the way to the roots of her neck:

"You two, please behave yourselves. Shui Xiao is using my face, and so many people are watching!"

At this moment, the gentle March 7th leaning on Yan Huan's shoulder parted her cherry lips and retorted:

"Free love is encouraged now, it's normal to show affection in public. Besides, I'm the real March 7th, I don't know anything about Shui Xiao."

The surrounding staff members exchanged glances, each offering their own opinion.

"Yeah, yeah, don't interfere with other people's freedom to love. True love is so rare these days."

"Exactly. Amidst the chaos of the world, it's hard to see such pure love."

"..."

It was getting noisier and noisier.

The noise was making March 7th feel worse and worse.

"I'll be damned..."

With a dark expression, she walked directly in front of the imposter.

She poked it with her hand.

"Pop!!"

A crisp sound of water rippling silenced the entire venue.

Blue ripples spread across the face of the fake March 7th.

Tiny water droplets appeared around its eyes.

The characteristics of Shui Xiao had been revealed.

"See! This is clearly Shui Xiao, not me!" March 7th stomped her foot, her voice hoarse as she desperately clarified.

"Ah, my darling, what's wrong, my darling?" Yan Huan quickly hugged the fake March 7th, tenderly massaging her pretty face.

"Darling, does it hurt?"

The fake March 7th's eyes were misty, looking pitifully vulnerable, and she said in a tearful whisper:

"It doesn't hurt, my love. As long as you're here, I'll never feel any pain."

"Darling."

"Husband."

March 7th: "..."

"Darling."

"Husband~"

March 7th: "Damn..."

Some of the surrounding staff members were moved to tears by this scene.

They worked daily in a large workplace like Herta Space Station and hadn't seen such a loving couple in a long time.

"Miss March, why trouble yourself?"

"Yes, you and Master Yan Huan are so well-matched."

"Master Yan Huan can split a Doomsday Beast with one sword, and this morning he willingly let you pin him to the ground and beat him. If that's not love, what is?"

"Please, please, the three of you should just be together."

Suddenly, all sorts of comments were made.

But most were moved by this heartwarming scene and pleaded for them to stay together.

March 7th was completely stunned.

Seriously.

Why did she feel more like the scumbag?

Was she going crazy, or was the world going crazy?

In her astonishment, the fake March 7th, for the first time ever, walked towards her.

"Please," he said sincerely, his voice full of pathos.

"Stop doing these excessive things. We can have a better life, can't we?"

March 7th was stunned. "But..."

"There's no 'but.' As long as you're willing, we can all live good lives."

March 7th hesitated. "But..."

"No more 'buts.' Don't you understand yet? This is the best for us."

"..."

March 7th sniffled and stared blankly at the space behind the fake March 7th.

Yan Huan, tears in his eyes, accepted the containment pod handed to him by Dan Heng.

He met Dan Heng's gaze, nodded, and expertly opened the glass door of the containment pod.

Dan Heng took a few steps back expressionlessly, spreading his hands to disperse the surrounding crowd.

"Don't you understand yet? We..." the fake March 7th was still babbling.

But the real March 7th's heart was being severely impacted.

This bastard, he turned on people so quickly?!

He was just being affectionate with Shui Xiao, and now he was sending it to its doom!

While Shui Xiao was sincerely persuading him, he was holding the containment pod and slowly approaching.

This beast...!

Looking at the fake March 7th before him, the real March 7th swallowed. He actually wanted to warn it.

But it was too late.

"Clang."

Fake March 7th: "???"

The glass door that suddenly appeared made her freeze for a moment, then she looked at Yan Huan behind her with a bewildered expression.

Yan Huan was continuously wiping his tears with a handkerchief, his emotions no longer containable.

"This Shui Xiao's mimicry is too good. Its skin is so tender and smooth, its voice is as crisp as a silver bell, its hands are so soft, and it smells so good... It almost makes me feel reluctant."

Dan Heng patted his shoulder, confused.

"Didn't you ask me to bring the containment pod? You even told me to hurry, so that idiot... uh, March wouldn't let the person run away again."

"Can I keep it on the Express as a pet?"

Dan Heng shook his head.

"No, it has to go back into the containment pod. Besides, didn't you say before that it was stupid?"

Yan Huan: "..."

Dan Heng: "You also said its cerebellum was underdeveloped and its brain hadn't developed at all. I really don't know how such an idiot escaped," you said. Have you forgotten?

"Alright, let's change the subject," Yan Huan cut Dan Heng off.

The Shui Xiao in the containment pod exploded. "Gurgle gurgle, you bastard, I'll X your ancestors X your mother, I'll X your mother, you know my identity and you're still pretending, you're just a XX, you know, XX, I'll X your mother, wait for me, wait for me to come out and TM kill you, your mother!"

However, the two of them ignored it.

Yan Huan expressionlessly lifted the containment pod with Dan Heng and carried it towards the containment section.

"Hey, this kid has a talent for keyboard smashing," Yan Huan praised.

"Aren't you going to check on March? She seems shocked by your ruthlessness and is still frozen there."

"It's fine, she'll come around after a while. This Shui Xiao is also stupid. March herself is only a C, how could it mimic a G for me..."

March 7th: "..."

She said in a deep voice.

"Hey, I didn't say you could leave."

Dan Heng was silent for a moment, then pushed Yan Huan backward like a lizard shedding its tail, bearing the weight of the containment pod alone, and accelerating his escape.

"Thump thump thump thump..."

Leaving Yan Huan alone to cover their retreat.

"Uh."

Seeing March 7th behind him clenching her fists, her expression growing more displeased, Yan Huan rubbed his hands together and said obsequiously, "Yo, isn't this Sister March? What wind brings you here today?"

March 7th: "..."

Yan Huan: "Oh my, look at you, standing there for so long, I almost forgot about you."

He pulled out a pack of "Furong Wang" from his pocket, which was exactly the pack of cigarettes from the Express.

He took one out and offered it to March 7th's lips:

"Sister March, want one?"

"Heh heh." Yan Huan chuckled, rubbing the cigarette against March 7th's pretty face. "Sister March, say something. Don't be like this, I'm scared..."

March 7th's face was grim, her pink-blue eyes appearing utterly vacant at this moment.

"Heh heh."

She broke the cigarette Yan Huan offered and slowly walked towards him.

One step.

One step.

With each step, the surrounding crew members' heartbeats skipped a beat.

"Great! Good job breaking it! Have another! Have another one!" Yan Huan, surprised, offered another "Furong Wang."

March 7th lowered her head.

In a deep voice:

"Today... one of us has to die."