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

I didn't expect the couple to really call the police.

This summer was unusually hot.

Although the sun has already set, the temperature has not dropped for a long time.

Bella sobbed, wondering why she had to be trapped in bed when it was only 6 o'clock in the morning.

I felt sorry for her and wondered if I should brave the heat and take them downstairs to play.

The sound of the police knocking on the door rang out.

There was also a couple standing with their hands on their hips, looking lofty.

"Officer, it's her. She brought her unruly child to make noise all th day and we can't sleep because of the noise."

"My wife has insomnia and it could be fatal if she can't sleep!"

"Today we came here with good intentions to communicate, but this woman wanted to stab me with a knife. Please help us!"

The woman sat on the ground and started crying.

"Oh, I can't take it anymore! I can't sleep a full night's sleep! I can't take it anymore!"

The police were getting a headache from the crying and gestured for them to stop. Then they turned to me with a serious expression and asked about the situation.

I didn't say much, and asked the police to come in and look around inside and outside the house.

The whole house was wrapped tightly with carpets and mats, and the police couldn't even hear the sound of footsteps in their leather shoes.

After coming out, the couple still didn't give up and complained that my two children cry and scream every day, disturbing the peace.

I couldn't bear it anymore and spoke up.

"So you started making up stories just because my children's running and jumping didn't work?"

After saying that, I felt a tingle in my nose.

The two children were already 3 years old. Not only did they live carefully every day, but even when Bella cried, Matthew's first reaction was to ask me to close the window.

Thinking of Matthew's being overly sensible, my heart ached.

"You say it's nonsense, but it seems like it's not you causing the trouble!"

The woman sat on the ground, crossed her legs, and her voice was so sharp that the whole building could hear it.

"Have you ever said that your child has never cried?"

"Especially that little bitch, every time I come, I have to shout a few words"

"Alright, stop making a scene here"

The police finally couldn't stand it anymore and stopped the woman's words.

First, he kindly told me that he didn't see any problem, and that it's inevitable to have noise in life. Our family was already doing well.

Then he turned to the couple and told them not to make trouble here. Nowadays, many sounds in the buildings can be transmitted through the walls, not necessarily from our house.

The couple immediately became unhappy when they saw the police speaking for me.

"No, officer, I called the police. Why are you speaking for her?"

"Besides, we didn't lie. Her family does have two children. Why is it not her family?"

"If you are still not satisfied, then come with me to the police station and talk slowly"

The woman continued to make trouble, and the police were also troubled. Knowing that they couldn't be reasoned with, they warned impatiently.

As soon as the couple heard that they were going to the police station, they immediately stopped and waved their hands, saying it's not necessary.

Only then did the police nod and look at the few of us before leaving.