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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."