Jixuan pursed his lips, and with a look of reluctance, he said, "You live here by yourself, and you don't even know to buy fruits. I really don't understand. You eat so much, and you buy all kinds of snacks and junk food at home. Why don't you buy some fruits for yourself?"
Unexpectedly, Jiang Xun answered with confidence, "Fruits can't be kept for long. Snacks can be kept for a year, but can fruits? If the apocalypse happens, the most useful things are those that can be kept for a long time. Fruits are heavy and take up space, and they are easy to spoil."
Jixuan speechlessly wiped his face. Was this sister thinking about the apocalypse?
"Isn't the apocalypse not here yet? You can eat some first." Jixuan took a deep breath. Finally, he had fallen and followed Jiang Xun's theory of the apocalypse. "I don't know whether the apocalypse will come or not. When will it come? Before that, can you eat the fruits quickly?"
