Three Towers Game

Chapter 1555: Chapter 499: (Ten-Thousand-Word Chapter) Person_3

He started running deliveries, driving taxis, doing physical labor that was completely inconsistent with his master’s degree.

Their child is named Zhou Xiaoxiao.

Xiaoxiao is very mischievous and also very fragile. He’s only three years old, but in these three years, he doesn’t know how many times he’s been to the hospital.

Li Wei’an has started to become foolish. It seems she has finally forgotten that she once also longed for fragility, yearned for someone to accept her incompetence, desired to let go.

After becoming a mother and after her husband lost his job, Li Wei’an lived like an Ironman.

She returned to the original company, where her former colleagues had actually become her superiors, and the new colleagues, obviously younger than her, were all eager to order her around.

She fixed the printer, carried the water for the water cooler, took on the toughest orders, and always strived for the worst resources.

Because of poverty. She really needed money, so much that she no longer cared about nearly begging or flattering to get resources in any possible way.

If there were no marriage, if there were no children, perhaps she wouldn’t need to work so hard, but life has no ifs. Because if not, then many joys would seem to disappear along with them.

Li Wei’an received more criticism than before and endured more suffering than before.

But after she had Xiaoxiao and Zhou Ming, she no longer had moments when she stayed alone in the bathroom for forty minutes, nor had moments of being dazed and helpless wanting to confide in someone.

She didn’t have the time.

At eleven o’clock at night, after returning home.

The couple had no conversation because they were too exhausted. Zhou Ming, who had lost weight from exhaustion, started to fall into a deep sleep, while Xiaoxiao was already asleep in his own room.

On the dining table, there was a note left by Zhou Ming—

”The meal is in the fridge, dear, you’ve worked hard. If you come back and see that I’m asleep, please heat it yourself. Sorry, my cooking skills aren’t great.”

Li Wei’an heated the meal, sat by the dining table, looked at the sleeping Zhou Ming, had many things to say, but swallowed them back down.

She ate the rice that wasn’t properly heated, partially hot and partially cold, and suddenly cried, but with a smile, because she saw the bouquet of flowers Zhou Ming bought.

At this moment, she remembered that today was their wedding anniversary. Life is always like this, full of trivialities.

But there would always be a bouquet waiting for her to appreciate.

Tears fell drop by drop into the bowl.

She did not cry out loud, and after a long time, the room was filled only with the sound of chewing and the sound of the washing machine spinning.

[Fragment of Yuan’s Observation Log:]

[An An cried today. Tears are the crystallization of life’s hardships and emotions. This is my understanding of tears. She has such great strength and was meant to be the master of all things. But now, she is such an ordinary, even somewhat aged woman. At one point, she was more dazzling than those flowers.]

[I attempted to compile all the ”have-to’s” An An has experienced over the years. In her life, the proportion of ”have-to’s” occupies as much as 87.3%.]

When Yuan made the statistics, Li Wei’an suddenly woke up in the middle of the night.

It turned out the child started crying, but she didn’t need to do anything, because she saw Zhou Ming holding Xiaoxiao, gently pacing on the balcony, skillfully patting the child’s back and humming an off-beat song.

That was a section of the ”Blue Danube,” a piece she once loved to listen to at concerts. She still remembers that time she and Zhou Ming went to listen to it together, but Zhou Ming didn’t have the aptitude for it and fell asleep halfway through.

She hadn’t listened to it for so many years, but at this moment, the river of the Danube continued to flow silently, the gentle night falling like tears from her eyes.

She stood up and quietly hummed the tune with Zhou Ming.

[Fragment of Yuan’s Observation Log:]

[Why is her mood still good? I can’t understand this moment of An An.] 𝘧𝓇ℯℴ𝓂

Yuan began to feel curious. Many years later, she regarded this curiosity as the beginning of a mistake.

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Life is always chaotic, with unpredictable fortunes and misfortunes.

Not long after Zhou Ming and Li Wei’an began desperately fighting against fate, that family was indeed revitalized by them.

Li Wei’an, who fought at the front line, doing the dirtiest, hardest, and most exhausting work, was finally recognized by her superiors and promoted.

Once unemployed, Zhou Ming, with the support of his wife, didn’t experience the most thorough defeat in life but instead rebounded, developing his most proud program with the help of a mysterious force, ultimately getting rehired by a big company.

But who could have imagined, the story that was supposed to end here greeted an even worse reversal.

Memory fragment 4. End of Days Era.

The end times had finally arrived.

In the entire Three-Tower World, not a single human could escape this apocalypse, this disaster that brought the bizarre and absurd to the entire world.

In this city, many people were under high pressure, but they had no way to overcome this pressure.

The immense pressure caused many humans to turn into monsters in this special apocalypse.

The monsters began devouring other humans in the city, similar scenarios playing out in many cities.

Including the city of Li Wei’an and Zhou Ming.

When the scream outside the window first tore through the night sky, Zhou Ming was changing Xiaoxiao’s diaper. His movements paused for a second, then he sped up to finish and rushed to the bedroom holding the child.

Li Wei’an was already standing by the window. On the street below, a neighbor was pounding on the convenience store’s shutter door with a distorted arm, the arm elongating like melted wax, the fingertips splitting into several tendrils.