The real story?

A story is a story, and what's true or false.

The story Peng Cheng told this time is not true, but also true. He rarely lied to her, Peng Cheng always thought so, maybe he and Bei Bei told the most truth in this life, far more than his two sets of parents. But a story is still a story, but at this juncture, he really needs to tell a story, so this story is still fake.

"Actually, I can't remember it for a long time, some of them also collect money to help others fight, and sometimes they also collect money to help others do some work. Peng Cheng lit a cigarette again, pinched it lightly with his left hand, and rubbed his right hand around his head, making his hair messy.

"What life?" Bebe was like a newborn fledgling, she trusted him and asked him any questions openly. Her calm cheeks had a rare overflow of collagen for a thirty-year-old woman, and it was so pink that Peng Cheng could still distinguish it in the dim moonlight.

The young man laughed self-deprecatingly, and reached out to touch the girl's face, which seemed to be cold and cold, or he knew her too well, and she might not have blushed at all, it was just an image of her in his memory.

Peng Cheng looked at her, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he liked her in his heart, he didn't know what he liked her, and he didn't know anything about the world: "It's okay, little work, teach a lesson, transport goods or something." He prevaricated casually.

"Didn't I tell you last time? I don't remember a lot of things when they were cut, when they were cut, and what happened. He said and glanced out the window, he was a little short of words, he wanted to tell Beibei, but now he didn't want to say it: "When I was a child, my life was actually quite cheap, I was worthless, and my father didn't want me, now think about it, I'm really supported by God, in fact, no one wants me, right?"

Bei Bei didn't think carefully about the meaning of Peng Cheng's words, but she heard this sentence, she could always pick the most useless sentence from a bunch of important words, and then remember that when he said that his life was cheap, she suddenly felt very sad, she hugged the young man's waist, just wanted him to feel better, better.

"What's wrong?" Peng Cheng lowered his head and patted Beibei's arm, seriously, he didn't expect her to forgive him so soon.

"I want you. Beibei's voice was sticky, she had been crying for too long, and it didn't sound clear, but she said it very clearly, and she looked up at him with a resolute expression, not like she was coaxing him.

Peng Cheng was almost moved, under her gaze, he seemed to have nothing to hide, Peng Cheng knew that he was not worthy of Beibei, was he? He lowered his head and took a puff on his cigarette, how could she want him? She said she wanted him, well, she was too young, the young man laughed, and deliberately spit the cigarette in the girl's face.

Bei Bei choked and coughed, the only bit of moonlight, through the thick smoke, could not illuminate Peng Cheng's face, she waved her hand to sweep away the smoke in front of her, and coughed harder as she swept. Suddenly, she heard him laughing, and then reached out and put his arm around her waist, and pulled back, and in an instant, her eyes were clear.

"I'll tell you a funny story!" he said, still naked, pointing to a scar on his thigh, on his snow-white thigh, near his knee. Bei Bei turned her face away, she didn't dare to look at him.

"Look at it, oops!" It didn't seem to be a knife wound, but a small, deep hole.

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Peng Cheng said it was a hot summer like today.

When I was a child, the summer, probably in the nineties, was almost always hot. What was the temperature that day Peng Cheng must have forgotten it, he only remembered that the sunlight that day seemed to turn yellow-green through the leaves. That day, his home in the mountains, on the small slope that turned around the house, was a friend's house.

"Old Yang!"

Peng Cheng shouted the name of Lao Yang, who was not yet seventeen years old, and he was a young boy who had grown his head full of forehead lines early. The young man brought a group of children from the village, tall and low, but the age was much different, they were walking to the courtyard of Lao Yang's house, the yard was so big, standing at the door and poking his neck, but he couldn't see Lao Yang eating on the kang in the house.

These people are going to find Lao Yang to play billiards, the name of the nine balls Peng Cheng They didn't know at that time, even now, he can't tell whether the one he is playing is eight or nine balls, but he is very keen on this kind of play.

It is popular among boys to take turns to sit in the village, and today is just in time for this old Yang to sit in the village, Peng Cheng was originally waiting at the station at the entrance of the village with these old cubs. In this mountain village, you have to get out of the village as soon as possible, where do they have any billiards here, you can only go to the county town to play, every time everyone is waiting at the entrance of the village together, and they will leave only when they are ready.

I don't know what's wrong, the owner of the village seems to be cowardly today, and he didn't come after waiting for a long time at the meeting place at the entrance of the village. Peng Chengding couldn't see Lao Yang's cowardice, the young man pouted, the set rules couldn't be broken because he was alone, so he pulled a large team of people to come to the door.

The large courtyard in the countryside is deep and shallow, each family is different, some have a gatehouse, some do not, the courtyard of the old Yang family is not a gatehouse, but it is particularly spacious, a long clothesline from the door of the house to the front of the door. As soon as he pushed the door in, the dog inside barked, and Wangwang Wangwang was quite crazy.

"Brother Peng, let's not go in, there are dogs. "A group of half-grown children, there are always people who are afraid of dogs, if there is no such sentence, maybe Peng * will not dare to enter, the dog is very big, squatting at the door, the hair on his body is tied up, but since someone said it, if this is not in, then there is no face to see people.

Entering and returning, Peng Cheng is not stupid, he is not rushing in, he looked inside, and saw that the big black dog was tied to a white steel chain with a bright brush, which fell on the head of the big black dog like a big silver cuff, and was connected to the top, the top of a stone pillar.

"It's okay, it's bolted!"

The young men with strong blood are also sixteen or seventeen years old, who can be afraid of a dog on a chain. Peng Cheng took the lead, and several people shouted Lao Yang's name while walking inside. He was dressed very handsomely that day, and the children in this mountain had never seen much light blue jeans, so Peng Cheng pedaled one. His legs are thin, he is still straight, his small jacket is shapely, it fits his body tightly, and he doesn't dare to put his hands in his pockets in order not to look fat.

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Lao Yang ate in the house, he didn't want to eat, but his mother said that he wouldn't eat and wouldn't give money, so Lao Yang was tightly in the house. It's also that he didn't rush for a while, since he stopped eating and was full, who would have thought that after such a few minutes, these anxious monkey cubs couldn't wait. He poked his head out when he heard a sound from the courtyard.

Peng Cheng saw Lao Yang with a big cake poking his head out of the window and was about to speak, but who knew that the black dog that barked for a long time and couldn't scare the group seemed to have received an order and killed it. The black dog Xu also saw Lao Yang's head sticking out of the window with a big cake in his mouth, and it seemed to have all the courage to come to Peng Cheng.

Peng Cheng walked in front of several people, and he didn't pay much attention to it at first, because of the bright white steel chain on the dog's head, he felt much more steady. Just as he was waiting for the white steel chain to slash the black dog by the neck and knock the dog down, the dog had already rushed to his eyes.

Only then did he realize that the white-steel chain that was brushed up was tied to the long clothesline, and it could be pulled to the gate with a smoke.

The young man turned around and ran, but he ran away, and he knew in his heart that this time it was eighty percent bright, and he could still outrun the dog? It was a big sturdy dog, and he was better than his master, and he knew how dogs fight people. Lao Yang was so anxious that he shouted at the window, and the men, women and children of the family chased after him, but Peng Cheng still felt that something was pinching his thigh, and he didn't feel cold when the knife was cut on his body, but he also knew that he had bitten into it.

"It's just this little pit, this is a tooth, poked directly into it. ”

"Then you haven't been vaccinated against rabies?"

"What kind of vaccine, Lao Yang and his grandmother said, it's okay to burn the dog hair and melt it in the water. ”

"And that's what you did?" and dog hair?"

"It's okay, look at me, it's just such a pit. ”

Bei Bei laughed out loud, the tears that had not yet dried in the corners of her eyes moved slightly, and the brush slipped down her jaw, and the atmosphere eased a little. Peng Cheng smiled when he saw Bei Bei and looked distracted. Suddenly, he lowered his head and kissed her, almost sucking the air out of her lungs, and the kiss made the girl cough.

"Baby, I'll be waiting for you here, you can turn around at any time, I'll be waiting for you here. ”