He sat by the lake until the lake turned inky before Peng Cheng left. When he walked back, he called Nan, shouting like a nervous disorder, insisting that he went to Central Park to meet Beibei, Sisty's call. Peng Cheng didn't bother to explain, now it is difficult for him to find Beibei, if he can find it, he will really go to Central Park with Beibei.

"Okay, don't make any noise, I'll be home soon, let's talk about it when I get home!"

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said that he would get home immediately, but Peng Cheng didn't get home until almost midnight. When he came back from the park, he met a man who was so uncomfortable that he went to sit in an Internet café for a while.

Still trembling, his legs trembling uncomfortably, his nails rattling between his teeth. Peng Cheng could feel that the woman was Beibei, Beibei, he watched her go in, but he searched the whole hotel, but he didn't find her. So he stubbornly waited at the door of the hotel, so many people came out, went in, came out and went in again, but the woman who looked like Bei Bei never came out again. She just had shorter hair than Beibei, across the road, really, he was sure that she was really Beibei, it was true.

When it was almost ten o'clock, the hotel closed, and unexpectedly, the woman never came out again, what a fucking like, and Babe was always disappointed. Peng Cheng pushed open the door, there was no light in the dining room at the door, and the black mats under his feet were almost the same as the dark red floor. The light in the big room must have been that of the television, flickering and flickering, like the kind of terrible light from a broken light bulb in a horror movie, spilling an old pillar of light in the dining room. Peng Cheng walked over, he didn't change his shoes, he thought that Nan would never sleep at night, he knew that she was in the big house, she was waiting for her to come back, and the quarrel that would inevitably start, he didn't need to prepare, just come.

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Lai Yangyang's girl was still nested in the bed and didn't move, the room was so quiet that it hurt, she could definitely hear him coming in, Peng Cheng's shoes dragged the floor, he pushed open the door of the big house, a strange smell came over, the round table was placed in the middle of the room, on which was the food, a big bowl of rice, a large plate of vegetables, two vegan stir-fried dishes each half on the plate.

"Mom sent it over?" Peng Cheng had already gone through the hungriest work, he looked at the food, it was already cold, with straight edges and corners that only a cold meal could imitate, and he felt guilty for the so-called mother who loved him.

"Hmm!" Xiang Nan snorted proudly, it was her dissatisfaction as a giver, and she forgot to continue to pretend.

"Mom finished eating?"

"Well, it's eaten downstairs. She still scribbled him back, propping herself up and looking at him with slanted eyes, she wanted him to see her displeasure, but he obviously didn't feel it deeply.

"Then you get up, let's eat, is it cold?" Peng Cheng picked up the chopsticks on the table, took a mouthful of food and put it in his mouth, and asked her in a fake way.

"It's a little chilly. He put down his chopsticks: "Then I'll boil the kettle." ”

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There is probably only water in this house that can be filled, Peng Cheng turned on the faucet and took a full pot, and he couldn't help but think of the short-haired woman in his head.

"Husband, come here. ”

Xiang Nan called him like a cat with its tail stepped on, and he hurriedly responded: "Daughter-in-law, wait a while, I'll boil water!"

She's probably lonely again, she's always lonely, she can't seem to stand a person, she seems to be dominating him, domineering possession, but she doesn't really talk to him, what she likes, it seems that just a random person, even if her foot can step on him.

"Husband!" was another cry like a cat's meow, that was the most effective way to deal with Peng Cheng with Nan's memory, and it didn't seem to be very good now, well, sometimes good and sometimes bad.

"I'm coming, I'm coming. Peng Cheng hurriedly boiled the water and entered the house: "What are you doing? Husband, husband, I'll boil some water." ”

"I want to eat fried skewers. Xiang Nan sat on the bed with her head tilted and picked at the grease-like hard shell on her fingernails, she did it on purpose, and she would pick at the hard shell every time she deliberately did.

Peng Cheng was very tired, he saw her peeking at him, this was the most common opening sentence of an argument, he felt his temples jump suddenly, he couldn't pierce her intention to quarrel, then they would only quarrel more fiercely, he had to cooperate with her and find other ways to coax her, which made people fucking terrible.

"Professor Song, isn't this good? Pepper potato chips, what a classic dish, I can't even order a second one if you let me go to the restaurant, and this mushroom, your body, how good it is to eat this thing, you can't eat fried ones, there is a lot of oil, and there is a lot of salt." ”

"I want to eat. No matter how well Peng Cheng said it, Xiang Nan always had to pick up this sentence, as if he deliberately gave a man a talk, and it couldn't end this flirting drama.

"Don't be so willful, you can be obedient!ah!" Peng Cheng stared at her reluctant face, he knew what she wanted to do, but he didn't want to. He was too tired to prove her authority to do whatever she wanted in front of him without reasoning, so he wanted to eat and go to sleep for a while.

"If I hadn't been cold last time, I wouldn't have had to keep it like this this time. Xiang Nan's voice became cute and sticky, but that was just her hypocrisy, an inviting pretentiousness. But it was such a coincidence, which just stimulated him, although Peng Cheng persuaded him for a long time, he was still patient, but thinking about Nan's words, he suddenly lost his strength.

The last time she had a cold, she remembered the last time. His face turned cold, his lips pursed tightly, watching her eyes slowly glance at the upper left corner, his tongue licking on his lower lip, gently rubbing, he was about to raise the sand.

The kettle screamed arrogantly, this is a good time, Peng Cheng hurriedly walked out, ran to the kitchen, he took the kettle and turned it back, poured the water into the rice, the hot water made the cold rice energetic, it seemed to stretch more full, and he said with a pleasant face: "Come to my daughter-in-law, the rice is actually not very cold, it is better to soak in the hot water, you get up." ”

I could feel that Xiangnan was sitting still and didn't move, Peng Cheng turned his head to look at her, frowning. No one knows when it started, she was fiddling with her mobile phone, it must be the mobile game again. She sat against the head of the bed, her long light hair was adsorbed by static electricity on the wall, as hideous as a resentful female ghost, dying in the blue light of her mobile phone.

"Xiangnan, you play again in a while, let's eat, I'm hungry too." Peng Cheng continued to ask her, coaxing her as much as he could, for her mother's sake.

"Eat it yourself! I don't like it. ”

"Don't make a fuss, eat some. ”

"Oh! I don't eat it. As he spoke, Xiang Nan dragged the quilt over her body, fluttering loudly, for fear that he wouldn't see that she was angry.

The young man squinted at her for a long time, until the quilt was also submissive and calm, and he did not move. There was an overwhelming sense of powerlessness for a while, looking at his mother's sake, Peng Cheng thought silently and laughed: "Then I'll eat it myself, you play with yours first." ”