Xu Xiuxiu carefully sat on the train and immediately pressed her entire weight onto Song Yuanhuan, wrapped up tightly. Even though she was covered with an old-fashioned, army-green, loose overcoat, one could still vaguely see her frighteningly large belly.
Clearly, Xu Xiuxiu was uneasy about the journey back to her hometown. Being nearly nine months pregnant with twins, premature birth was highly likely. She truly feared that the jostling of the train might bounce the babies out, her heart filled with anxiety. Gently rubbing her belly with her hand, Xu Xiuxiu thought to herself, "Little Baby, you must hold on until we get home!" She mentally negotiated with her baby.
She didn't know if the little child in her belly could hear her plea, but comparatively speaking, Xu Xiuxiu was already quite bold. Nevertheless, the swaying on the trip was enough to make anyone hold their breath and feel on the verge of a breakdown.
