Han Zhan had a very long dream.
In the dream, he returned to the world he once knew.
From babbling as a toddler, to slowly growing up, taking the middle school exam, the college entrance exam, going to university, then graduating to start working...
Life was just like that, step by step, and it wasn't bad.
Until, marriage.
When the elderly couple smiled and asked him which girl he was planning to marry, Han Zhan sheepishly scratched his head.
"Is it possible that it's not just one?" Han Zhan cautiously asked his parents.
"What?!" The parents across from him instantly raised their volume, "How many?"
"Seven..." Han Zhan gestured the number seven with his hand.
Then he saw his parents' mouths open wide enough to fit an entire egg, and he vaguely heard his father's expletive "What the..."
Then the dream ended.
Han Zhan exhaled a long breath.
That was close, his father's belt almost landed on his face.
"Where am I..."
