The weather at the end of May is getting warmer and warmer, and the crisp air in the northeast vividly reflects the large temperature difference, which makes people have to adapt more and more to the changes. Like an ostrich with its head stuck in the dirt, Bei Bei felt that this method of self-deception was suitable for her. When Peng Cheng left that morning, he said that it was okay to reconcile, how pleasant it was, it was really a chance given to her by God, Bei Bei once again decisively rejected him, very proud, she always refused very resolutely, but she couldn't control looking back at him.

It's just that she doesn't know how long she can deceive herself with this kind of self-deception, Peng Cheng can always leave, and he will no longer miss her, which makes Bei Bei feel that he is really dispensable for him, and he is simply angry.

She often forgets that she said that she can never reconcile again, she said it more than once, every time she glared at Peng Cheng with a look of resentment, but she didn't remember. All that was left was anger, and she was very angry, more and more angry, and trembling with anger. As for her refusal, maybe as for Peng Cheng, it was a rope on the edge of the cliff, but in Beibei's eyes, it didn't matter at all. She drove him away, before dawn and her colleagues hadn't woken up, she asked him to leave immediately, she couldn't see how unsparing she was, and forced him to go back at five o'clock in the morning, before dawn.

Why didn't he call? Within two days she was asking herself. Bei Bei felt that it was because Peng Cheng didn't really want to reconcile with her at all, he didn't love her at all, and he was just joking when he said that he was reconciled. The person he likes is Xiao Min, no, the person he likes may really be that Aunt Xue, hey, it's disgusting, he likes Aunt Xue, oh my God! Thinking of this, Bei Bei subconsciously tightened her neck, so whether it was her or Xiao Min, anyone could do it, right?

Then Bei Bei felt terrible, unprecedentedly bad, she couldn't understand why Peng Cheng could like that old lady, that old woman whose fingers were already deformed, her face was full of wrinkles, she even had that strange smell that old women couldn't get rid of, although she always wore floral pants, but the smell lingered, and she also released her exuberant magnetic hormones with all the men in the bathhouse. But why does Peng Cheng like it, does it mean that men are like animals, they rely on a certain taste to appreciate their lovers, shouldn't she change her underwear every day, so that the unique taste can be retained for a longer time.

Thinking about it, Bei Bei couldn't hold it anymore, this is not just a matter of falling out of love, this is a great shame, Peng Cheng is not only emotionally hurtful to her, but also, more, well, uh, yes, it is an insult, insulting her is not as good as an old lady, he would rather like an old lady than call himself.

Then she would call Peng Cheng, she couldn't wait any longer, her heart was throbbing, she couldn't wait any longer, the two of them would collapse while talking on the phone, and then quarrel. Then Bei Bei will go to Peng Cheng's house, she must go, and even thinks that she will die at home. Coincidentally, at this time, Peng Cheng will also resolutely stay at home and wait for his girl to come, waiting for her angrily, scolding and smashing things while waiting. When she arrived, once she arrived, he would cook her what she loved to eat, and then send her home, listen to her determination to resist, and then there would be no more news until the next time Babe couldn't think of it, and then she would be reincarnated again.

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Or sometimes Peng Cheng will ask Bei Bei to borrow money, which is the most heartbreaking scene. However, most of the borrowed money will not exceed 1,000, sometimes 1200, which is a meal money, but it still takes a lot of money.

Bei Bei no longer thinks that Peng Cheng's borrowing money is really of great use as he did at the beginning. She finally understood that this kid was addicted to gambling, and it was impossible not to gamble, and it was gambling if he couldn't borrow money, and she also understood that Xiao Min didn't give Peng Cheng money for this reason. However, Peng Cheng can always think of new words, and the money he borrows is always useful and renovated. The rent can't be paid day by day, mistakes at work can't be made day by day, grandpa is sick every day but always doesn't die is unlikely, no matter what it is, he can always think of a good excuse anyway.

Everything is messed up again, and Beibei's new opportunity to borrow work to start anew is lost by her like this. She was very confused, and she was full of wondering why, why this was happening, why everything was like this, but it was so difficult for her that she couldn't figure it out.

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On Sunday afternoon, Hongxia suddenly called Bei Bei and said that she wanted to introduce a new friend to her, but this time Bei Bei refused.

What happened to Zhongliang last time had already made her understand that she was not suitable for a boyfriend, at least not now. But Hongxia insisted very much, saying that she had already told the boy that she would let Bei Bei pass, and finally she told Bei Bei that no one was looking for the next one after dealing with the feelings, and the feelings should be played, and it was not clear in itself, the man could get married and go outside to find the mistress, and the woman also imprisoned herself at home, that is, she could not live by herself.

This is a sentence that makes a lot of sense, Bei Bei believed it without doubt, she forgot to think about it carefully, where the truth is. Judging by the wisdom of a thirty-year-old, this seems to be a wrapped dead button, a dead button with the most beautiful appearance, so it is misunderstood.

"Come out and sit down, or try it with this person, maybe it's okay, if it doesn't work, just get rid of it! That man may still think it's good!" Hongxia's words are actually very reasonable, the current relationship is like instant noodles, just eat two bites if you fit the taste, and cover the lid and eat a box if you don't fit the taste, you can not be so serious.

Beibei's mind seems to be a little alive, and she has been listening to such words too much recently, and she has begun to trance. "Maybe you can forget the last one if you fall in love with the next person, right?"

"That's right!" Hongxia didn't really think about whether it was right or not, but she felt that it should be right, at least she wouldn't betray her in the last one.

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The weather is lukewarm, the ground is wet with rain at night, the air is as clean as washing, and the heads of the refreshed people are awakened. Bei Bei walked into the concert hall arranged by Hongxia, she didn't go to dinner, she didn't want to eat with strangers.

This time it was the same as the time I met Zhongliang, eating, and then singing, and the room was full of strange men and women, and Bei Bei didn't realize that she had made the same mistake until now. This is a very good song hall, she came here to sing a long time ago, she likes to sing, and she sings well, she doesn't belong to Yang Yuying's kind of little girl's singing style, her voice is rich and powerful, and the explosiveness of the middle and low pitch is very good.

Hongxia has been circling among a bunch of people, and those men like her very much, and the stars are chasing her. Bei Bei sang two songs, and no one listened carefully, so she seemed to be in high spirits. She never knew which person was the person Hongxia introduced her to know, the music came up again, the girl was very helpless, she raised the microphone stupidly.

Suddenly, Hongxia rushed over, she snatched the microphone from Beibei's hand, maybe everyone drank too much during the meal, Hongxia was very open, it was strange to say, she sang so ugly but someone was really listening, and those confused men applauded. Hongxia's devotion made her already difficult to hear singing more penetrating, she held the microphone, twisted her body back and forth, shuttled between the crowd, like a gorgeous butterfly, flying between her many fingers.