In the End of the World, I will Hold My Child and Watch You Die

I gave birth to a pair of twins, but I wasn't happy at all.

The reason was that the couple downstairs complained every day that we were too noisy.

They even said that because of my children, she became mentally weak, launched a cyberbully, and forced me and my children to live in the underground garage.

I didn't expect the high temperature apocalypse to quietly come.

I spent my days happily in the basement cold storage with my two children, but I heard the couple's cry for help.

"My wife can't take it anymore, can you let us in to cool down?"

I shook my head.

"No, I will disturb you with my children."

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Bang bang bang.

The urgent knocking scared my daughter Bella and made her drop the toy in her hand.

I ran out of the kitchen, wiped off the water stains on my hands, tidied up my messy hair, took a deep breath, and then opened the door.

The couple at the door has been waiting impatiently.

As soon as they saw me open the door, they started scolding me.

"Is it not over yet? What a loud noise, you shameless thing."

The man hammered the door frame next to him loudly.

I was afraid of scaring the children, so I quickly apologized.

"Sorry, I was cooking and there might be some noise, but it's just normal daily noise. Please bear with it."

The woman glanced up and down at me, who was wearing an apron, and clicked her tongue before turning her head away.

The man stepped over me and looked inside the house.

The house was covered with thick foam mats, especially in the area where the two children played, there was an additional layer of carpet.

His gaze finally settled on the toy ball that had just fallen to the ground, and he finally spoke with satisfaction.

"There will always be misbehaving children if there are misbehaving parents. They are actually playing with balls at home."

"Why don't you just do parkour at home?"

The intimidating man scared Bella so much that she burst into tears.

The silent older brother Matthew quickly covered Bella's mouth and took her into the bedroom.

Seeing this, I got angry and explained in an unfriendly tone.

"The plastic ball was knocked off just now when you knocked on the door, and it was covered with a thick carpet."

"You should have some limits when you're looking for trouble."

Unexpectedly, the woman who had been silent all along couldn't take it anymore and pointed at me with her long finger.

"Are you trying to deceive us?"

"Just now you said you were cooking, and now you know when your daughter's ball fell?"

"Don't make excuses here. What nonsense! If you can't teach your child well, let me help you. I think this naughty child deserves a spanking."

The woman spat on the ground discontentedly and never turned to look at me from beginning to end.

I habitually looked back and realized that the two children had already returned to the bedroom.

Then I turned around and directly fought back in anger.

"Watch your language. You're just a troublemaker who uses words randomly after learning them, aren't you?"

"You can vent your anger on me, but don't curse at my babies all the time!"

The couple was also unwilling to compromise.

"Well, we're not allowed to criticize cheeky little tyke? You, as their parents, have given birth to such trouble, and you deserve to be scolded to death!"

The constant verbal abuse between the couple drove me almost insane, and I grabbed the kitchen knife from the cutting board and started chopping it.

"You can try insulting my child again!"

The woman was scared by me and froze, but the man was not afraid and continued to shout.

"Come on, come on, cut here," he pointed to his neck and stretched it out in front of me.

"If you dare, kill me, otherwise I will call the police and catch you!"

I was just pretending. The knife just now made my hand numb.

But I still pretended to be calm.

"Then you can just call the police!"

After saying that, I slammed the door heavily and didn't want to pay attention to the two of them anymore.