After the storm, the two people did not sleep in each other's arms, Peng Cheng went to the other room with his bare butt alone, leaving his bed to Xiao Min, who was also bare-bottomed. At ten o'clock in the evening, Xiao Min woke up, she came to the room where Peng Cheng slept, and woke up the young man who was sleeping soundly.

What Peng Cheng hates the most is that someone disturbs him while he is sleeping, not only does he hate it, he has a strange problem, but Xiao Min never cares about this, and he really never has the courage to call Xiao Min.

"I took off my pants, took my wallet out, and squatted there. Peng Cheng stared at the two wolf cubs with resentful eyes, and blurted out a scolding, and then Xiao Min dragged his younger brother to wake him up.

The next day, Peng Cheng returned the third brother's money.

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Bei Bei in the main desk sat in a daze all night, alone all night.

After midnight she turned off all the lights in the lobby, yes, all the lights, except for a dim dead lamp above the bar, which looked like the dead lights of old objects, dull dead lights like old things.

The lamp couldn't illuminate too much space, and the room was pitch black, extremely hot, and the lobby looked so small. There was a strong wind blowing outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window, and the wind dragged the shadows of the trees to shake wildly, and the red carpet spread on the outdoor corridor swayed in the wind like a big white snake that scared Xu Xian to death in the legend of the white snake.

There was no way for Beibei to leave her seat, but it wasn't because she was afraid. She just felt that even if she moved, she was afraid that she would really cry. Her heart was taken out by Peng Cheng and thrown on the ground, covered with dust, she really wanted to take it back and put it in her arms, it should have been in the right position, but she couldn't take it back, yes, she really couldn't take it back, so she didn't dare to move.

Babe kept admonishing herself, trying to take a deep breath, and she found herself even more uncomfortable, more desperate than she had been when she had to turn on the gas on December 18. All her thoughts, all her hopes, were disillusioned with the phone call she had just had. Her man really ran away completely, although she knew that he had actually run away a long time ago, but only now did she feel the pain of the knife cutting on the flesh, it turned out that she really didn't know if she didn't experience it, and there was a level of broken love.

She sat as if she were an object in the hall, an object that struggled alone in the dark, even in the shadows of the dark, so that she could appear motionless.

It's almost two o'clock in the middle of the night, and Babe wants to go to the bathroom, and there is always something moving beneath the calm surface. She had to get out of the bar, out of the lobby, to the separate bathroom outside at the entrance, it was dark everywhere, but the darkness could no longer frighten her.

She walked out of the dark lobby into the darkness of the abyss, and she walked outside the lobby, to the bathroom in the distance, where it was so dark that it was almost impossible to make out the direction. She really should have turned on the lights before going out, maybe she could go back, but she didn't go back, the bathroom was there, she was going there, she could be willful.

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Standing outside the glass door of the lobby again, Bei Bei saw a person standing in the brown-yellow halo under the dim dead lamp in the main desk.

Alone, weird one.

The location of the ski spa hotel is very remote, not far from the main road, but there is a 500-meter-long dark path leading to the front door of the hotel. Not only does this road not have street lights, it is not even a road, the road is just a dusty country road, it seems that there is never a road here, but there are more cars pressing through, and this small dirt road is naturally formed.

Standing at the gate of the ski resort, you can look at the road in the distance, this road is only separated from the ski resort by a curved ditch, can it be regarded as a river? Everything on the road can be seen clearly at the entrance of the hotel, but once it is past midnight, even the road will become black and oppressive, and suddenly it seems to be stretched far away, as if it has become another world.

After eight o'clock in such a place, there are very few new guests to the hotel, and most of the guests who have not left the hotel will choose to stay, and today there is no one in the hotel at all, all the rooms are empty, so who is the person standing in front of the bar?

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The man was hunched over the bar, his head bowed in the dim light of the hotel, his hands reaching into the bar to find something, his hair unkempt on his head. The light was so dim that everything could not be seen clearly, not even the man could make out clearly, only the silhouette of his shadow could be faintly seen.

The wind was very strong, and it was as tight as a gust, and Bei Bei hesitated at the door. She could have called the security guard, who was in the duty room next to the main desk, but they must have fallen asleep by this point. She didn't have to go to the security guard, she could walk in by herself and ask what the person who was lying on the front desk was looking for.

It was a risky idea, but Babe felt that she had to take a risk, and as for why it was necessary, it didn't matter, maybe she just wanted to. So she decided not to stand at the door and look through the lattice glass at the dim light, which looked like the silhouette of a shadow puppet play. She decided to go in and face the person, but she didn't go in impulsively, she analyzed the pros and cons, but she didn't want to think too much about the pros and cons, and walking in was nothing more than meeting a bad person, a murderer killed herself, or raped first and then killed.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt extremely happy, she had a kind of courage that she had never had before, she felt that now she had nothing to fear, after losing what she wanted most, everything seemed to be no longer important.

Yes, it doesn't matter. She smiled.

After thinking clearly, Bei Bei continued to walk forward, and just as she reached out to push the door, the mobile phone rang, and she lowered her head and took out the phone, which was the phone number of the main station. The loud music of the mobile phone suddenly rose in the quiet midnight countryside, more empty and distant, and Bei Bei and the people in the lobby turned their heads together, following the starting point of the sound, they looked at each other.

It was Peng Cheng, who was pinching the telephone receiver of the main station in his hand.

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Peng Cheng reacted much faster than Beibei, the wind was strong, blowing the girl outside the door like a dead ghost female ghost. He ran to the door in a few steps, pulled Beibei in, and hugged her tightly in his arms. The probability of this kind of sensational details similar to Qiong Yao dramas in life is extremely low, especially in two men and women who have broken up. What's more, love is actually like that, but it's especially precious because there is less of it.

"Don't touch me. Bei Bei said coldly, her tears overflowing her eyes, running down her cheeks and onto her pretty neck. She couldn't help herself.

"Don't be like this, I've been walking here for two and a half hours, I'm tired, I'm afraid you'll be uncomfortable. ”

Peng* was worried about Beibei, and he shook his body vigorously as he spoke, as if this was the only way to prove that his words were true. He finally arrived, if it wasn't too windy, he would have arrived earlier, but it didn't matter, it had finally arrived, as long as Bei Bei was okay, it wasn't too late. He tightened his arms again, shook the girl in his arms, and buried his head in her warm neck.

"Don't touch me. Bei Bei said again, and began to struggle to break free from Peng Cheng.

"Don't, don't, don't move. Peng Cheng picked up his girl as he spoke, hugged her on the sofa and sat down, and hugged her tightly.

"Don't touch me, there's surveillance. She pushed him hard, avoiding his mouth, he wanted to kiss her, but he succeeded.

Peng Cheng listened nervously to Beibei's cold words, he was full of guilt, she was just because of surveillance. He let go of Bei Bei and sat up straight, the ripples in his heart were scared back by the surveillance, and all his worries and thoughts seemed to calm down.

"Is it cold?" the girl asked him.

The two of them sat side by side without looking at each other, Bei Bei touched Peng Cheng's hand, she wanted to stop talking, she wanted to ignore him, just now she was sitting alone in the bar and thinking too much, but what did she think? That must be a very drastic method, how could she not remember clearly. Even if Peng Cheng hadn't traveled so far to find her today, she probably wouldn't have been able to respond to him so fiercely, not to mention that he really came and went.

He's here, does that need to explain anything?

"Cold. Peng Cheng was like a wronged child, the wind hung a layer of dust on his face, he pursed his lips, and his shining eyes lowered slightly. Babe leaned sideways, she clasped his hands, held them in front of her eyes and blew, wrapping her own hands around him. Does it really warm up? Who knows? He felt like he was by the fire anyway.

That night, Peng Cheng slept on the sofa outside the main desk.