Apocalypse Invasion: Survival on the Infinite Train
Zhong Shuang's sudden display of despondency caught Zhong Xiangyang off guard.
Mainly because Zhong Shuang had been the 'child of other people's families' since she was little. Although Zhong Xiangyang was only six years younger than her, he had grown up listening to the legends of Zhong Shuang since he could remember.
Even after Zhong Shuang became disabled two years ago, whenever Zhong Xiangyang occasionally overheard the Zhong family members talking about her, they were always full of fear and jealousy.
And while Zhong Shuang's naturally cold personality could be described as indifferent, it had always been a confident indifference.
Not like this.
Zhong Shuang actually said something so self-deprecating?
Zhong Shuang... she seemed to have changed?
"Hey, that's not the way to put it. I don't think you're a burden. I didn't think so before, and after hearing what Zhong Xiangyang said, I think so even less." Ming Chu smiled. "If you want him to stay, I can let him follow us for now. How about that?"
Zhong Shuang scoffed: "The Zhong family has nothing to do with me."
After saying that, Zhong Shuang closed her eyes, a posture indicating she didn't want to talk anymore.
Ming Chu spread her hands helplessly toward Zhong Xiangyang: "It's not that I don't want to take you; your cousin doesn't want you to come along, so there's nothing I can do. But don't worry, since you've donated money, I'm quite committed to maintaining this pure financial relationship. At least for today and tonight, you can stay near us."
"How about I pay to extend it? I have quite a bit of money." Zhong Xiangyang felt that 100,000 a day in exchange for his safety was a very good deal.
Ming Chu shook her index finger: "No. The situation is unclear right now. Letting you donate 200,000 to be looked after today was just because I was in a good mood. How could such a good thing happen all the time? I'm not here to babysit."
Zhong Xiangyang looked at Ming Chu's youthful face, his expression subtle.
If the two of them stood together, others wouldn't think the child was him, would they?
Although Zhong Xiangyang was a bit dim-witted at times, he was quite sharp when it mattered. He tactfully kept his mouth shut and pondered for a moment, feeling that the key still lay with his cousin, Zhong Shuang.
Didn't Ming Chu's words just now imply that if his cousin said to take him, then he could be taken?
Zhong Xiangyang's eyes darted around as he tried hard to recall the few times he had interacted with Zhong Shuang, attempting to remember what she liked.
Meanwhile, Ming Chu said a word to Lan Qi and stepped out of the cabin.