Apocalypse Invasion: Survival on the Infinite Train
Sometimes, things just happen to be this coincidental.
It was as if Ming Chu herself hadn't expected that the child she was carrying, the one who insisted on clinging to her, was actually the child of the very first pregnant woman she saw when she descended to the second-to-last floor.
And it was the child of the person she valued most—her lover.
Since she had already let her guard down, there were some things she would no longer hide.
"If you want to go downstairs, you'd better find a gas mask to wear, or unless you are truly robots, you won't have to worry." The short-haired woman's eyes turned cold, as if she were recalling some unpleasant memory.
"Alright, we've noted that," Ming Chu said, hesitating slightly. "Then should I leave him here? I'll bring him back up later?"
"...Okay." The short-haired woman actually knew that she would have no chance to raise this child herself.
Being able to spend this short time together now was already the limit.
Unaware of what the woman was thinking, Ming Chu was busy coaxing the child.
Previously, the child wouldn't let go no matter what, but now that he saw the woman in front of him, he tilted his head and thought for a moment, then actually reached out his hands toward her.
The short-haired woman was on the verge of tears. She quickly hugged the child, holding him tightly, yet not daring to use too much force.
She was afraid of hurting him.
Having finally let go of the child, Ming Chu didn't just abandon him; she took out some snacks, placed them nearby, and said to the short-haired woman, "When I come back up, I'll send you a message."
"Mm."
The short-haired woman replied, but her entire focus was on the child.
The way she looked at the child was exceptionally tender, yet filled with a sense of sorrow.
Before leaving, Ming Chu comforted the short-haired woman, "Don't be too pessimistic. I already said, the situation is different now."