He instinctively tightened his grip on the short knife resting against his chest.
A movie was playing on it.
"Listen to where the gunshots are coming from.
Coming from above.
"Li Yu was a little dazed. He clearly remembered being in the basement of an abandoned house.
The spotless room left Li Yu feeling disoriented.
Month.
Months.
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Years ago.
All.
Weeping bitterly on countless late nights.
Drifting through life in a daze.
This time, I have to make up for my regrets.
He hadn't made it home in time before the apocalypse broke out.
It was an era when a slice of bread could buy a human life.
In the end, everything had descended into utter chaos.
But he still needed to buy a ticket and head back as soon as possible.
Yet he found that getting a ticket was still extremely difficult.
A train ticket for that hour.
He didn't have much stuff, either.
Li Yu soon finished packing.
Li Yu swallowed.
In a lavish indulgence, Li Yu turned all the ingredients in his fridge into dish after dish.
Spicy shredded potatoes.
But after the apocalypse, he'd never had a single chance to put those skills to use.
Li Yu quickly polished off the food in front of him.
He took a deep breath.
This was the best meal he had ever eaten.
This is bliss.
Li Yu thought to himself.
I'd better call my family first and let them know.
Li Yu opened his contacts.
It had been five years.
He dialed the number.
"Li Yu said, his voice a little choked.
Last time, I heard things were much better where you are."
"I want to come home," Li Yu said.
And your job is so far away, too. Come home soon."
"Don't go forgetting things. Irritation. A deep sense of happiness filled his heart.
Noticing that Li Yu hadn't impatiently hung up as he used to.
"I'll probably arrive tomorrow morning," Li Yu said.
"Stay safe, whatever you do..."
He checked his balance. He had less than forty thousand left.
His supervisor was the company's owner.
He said outright that he wanted to resign.
There was no end to the bullshit at work.
The more disgusting it became.
But when he heard that bitch start spouting foul language.
"I know you're involved with Han from the company. I'll tell Mr. Sun."
The relationships among the company's staff were even more complicated.
Unable to speak.
"Uh, Li, my lips are sealed. I won't go blabbing," came the blunt reply.
"Okay. But there was also a sense of having narrowly escaped disaster.
"Hurry up." Li Yu said it all in one breath.
But he remembered clearly that his five social insurance contributions and housing fund payments hadn't been made for several months.
"Ten thousand yuan. That's settled, then."
He wasn't panicking in the slightest.
Under the circumstances, it did border on fraud. But what could he do? He was short on money.
She was the one who had said ten thousand yuan. The apocalypse was coming soon.
Who was afraid of whom?
Interfere with his preparations before the apocalypse.
That amount, in tens of thousands, was just right.
It amounted to breaking the agreement. But Li Yu still received a refund of half a month's rent.
Having supplies at home would make things more secure, too.
But whether they listened was up to them.
Utterly cold.
In this life, his tenderness was reserved for his family alone. He wasn't willing to trust anyone else again.
He began making calculations in his mind.
Then he had to build a sturdy base.
It would be extremely useful.
It was too much effort. He would also face endless trouble himself.
So he opened Hammer Notes.
The winning Double Color Ball numbers for that day,
What preparations he would make.
What had kept him going was immersing himself in his own fantasies.
Deep down, he was already fully prepared.
With that, he would have the funds to build a base.
He memorized the string of numbers.
Facing the aisle, he settled down to sleep.
He had grown used to sleeping propped against something because that position let him get up quickly to deal with any sudden emergency.
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