Gu Xi remembered June 28th because Li Ming had once told her it was likely her mother's birthday.
According to Li Ming, when he first found her, he had searched the dead woman's body. Among her belongings was an ID card.
But at the time, he hadn't been concerned with Gu Xi; he'd only taken her with him to survive, so he hadn't bothered to bury the body or collect her belongings.
However, Li Ming had always had a good memory, so even though he'd only glanced at it, he remembered the date.
And September 1, 3308, was the day the apocalypse began.
Gu Xi lowered her eyes, fiddling with the small green sprout on her fingertip. 'Is the date on this photo, or even the photo itself, just a coincidence? Or is it another trap designed for me by someone with ulterior motives?'
Just then, Zhao Li shone his light on the photograph. He sighed, looking at the heavily pregnant woman.
In the early days of the apocalypse, pregnant women were undoubtedly the ones who had it the hardest.
