Any judgment made from the self may be wrong, and whether it is reasonable or not is only in one's own heart, far from anything else. If this is the case, then no one is to blame, and there is no reason to complain about life, after all, they are framing others from their own point of view, naturally, they may give what they think is the best, but it is far from the most desirable.

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It was too late, Peng Cheng was looking forward to it, he even expected Bei Bei to be able to pester him, but she didn't. He could see that the girl's well-behaved might be the most appropriate, but obviously not what she wanted, Bei Bei was really angry now, she no longer quarreled, and even hid her heart, which was the most intolerable thing for him.

Peng Cheng grabbed Beibei's arm vigorously and pulled her back, he could see that he had hurt her, in those big empty eyes, for a moment, he seemed to see contempt, hidden in overflowing fear, which made him more and more angry, and shouted loudly: "What are you going to do? What are you going to do with that face?"

Bei Bei looked back at him in surprise, there was a hint of self-deprecation, why is he still like this, the money has been given, why is it still like this, what she is trying to avoid is not ...... Why doesn't she even have the right to be unhappy? Do you want her to happily give him the money and let him lose?

At the corner of the second floor, there was a dark open space between the buildings, and the two people couldn't see it when they whispered to each other, but Peng Cheng's sudden madness made everything around him unobstructed for a moment, like a spotlight that suddenly lit up, so it seemed that he was trying his best to control himself just now.

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Suddenly, Peng Cheng dropped the phone, the cross talk was short and powerful, and it fell into pieces, and Bei Bei was unsuspecting. In a hurry, she looked around, fortunately there were not many people passing by, she looked up at him, fear mixed with anger, she couldn't stay in this place any longer, turned around to leave, but where could she walk now. Peng Cheng grabbed her, he didn't care about how the people around him would look at them, like a suddenly transformed Hulk, irritable and unscrupulous trampling.

Finally, Wen Beibei understood, Peng Cheng, who was still circling around, although he didn't hit her, he couldn't control the things in his hand and threw them on the ground, jumping and yelling, and scolding, these must not end by themselves. Now she has to do something, otherwise everything will only get worse, so she seized an opportunity to hug him, I don't know if it's fear or it's all acting, in short, she burst into tears: "Husband, don't be angry, it's me who is not good, I think you don't love me anymore, I ......"

Just this time, Peng Cheng was like taking an antidote, and in a blink of an eye, he stopped jumping, he stopped calling, his body stiffened, and he didn't move, he didn't hug her, he just stood stiffly.

"Husband, I don't think you have me in your heart. Bei Bei lifted her face lightly, her face was full of tears, her big eyes were bright, and her eyelids were slightly red, the confusion in it was distressing, Peng Cheng wanted to turn away after a glance.

"Daughter-in-law, I'm so sorry for arguing with you like this. ”

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What if it was a man who was insecure?

Violent.

It was past nine o'clock in the evening, and the wind was even stronger, blowing the man's hair, which was less than three inches, all fell backwards. Peng Cheng took Bei Bei's hand and sent her home, not leaving an inch, until Bei Bei's people disappeared into the corridor, then he turned around and returned to the dark field.

He was really remorseful about his irritability, and he really couldn't control it, but this didn't make him regret it for too long, and he was relieved before he even walked into the dark field. The money he owes is not three thousand, and he doesn't have to worry so much about three thousand, the pressure of this money is enough to make him forget Beibei's tears, and he has no time to think about that girl.

Liangzi and they haven't reflected yet, and a few of them haven't reconciled with each other, or they would have killed them earlier. Hmph, that's more than 10,000, before and after, Peng Cheng got a total of 10,000 from these people, and they all lost.

Like Liangzi, who are they, a hundred yuan is a lot of money in their hands, and presumably five hundred yuan is enough to turn their faces. They are all children from the countryside, Peng Cheng knows these individuals, and they are not the only ones who work in the field. Ryoko's mother ran away with another man, because his father was laid off in the nineties, and it's no problem to ask people like them to do some effort, but don't mention the money.

This is only 3,000 yuan, which is really a drop in the bucket and can't be filled, so only he Peng Cheng knows best, he must gamble and win 10,000 yuan to save his face and the woman who made him feel sorry.

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The young man rushed to the second floor without hesitation, exchanged for a thousand yuan of coins, and piled two large boxes in front of the fish machine. The red-lipped old lady was gone, and there were still a lot of people at the windlass, but for some reason, he didn't even want to go to the windlass's side to wait for a while, so he came to fish. There is still no one here, and if this is an opportunity, wouldn't it be better if there is no one? Peng Cheng threw all the coins into the fishing machine, sat down by himself, and fired at an empty target like the old lady.

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What the hell is going on here?

Two hours later, before the crowd in the dark field had dispersed, Peng Cheng came out first. He lost the three thousand again in this game, but fortunately, this time, he felt that the three thousand was not his own money, and it didn't add any pressure to him, but he also knew that it was impossible to conjure up any gambling books.

The young man was still in a state of turmoil, could it be that he had misjudged that the cat machine was not playing like this? He began to doubt himself, but this doubt did not last long, and he completely denied it. He suddenly realized that the problem might not be in his judgment of the windlass's gameplay, but more in the timing, and that he had the wrong grasp of the timing.

! Peng Cheng was a little remorseful, he still started early, and he should have judged that he was up to the bottom before starting. Oops! Fuck, what a fucking bitch!

Now that the money is gone, there is no chance to turn the tables around, what's the use of staying here. Thinking of this, Peng Cheng was angry, but when he walked out on the street, for no reason, he suddenly became enlightened. Now there is no new road to choose from, which makes his heart feel steady. Anyway, if he has no money, what else can he do? He can only go back to the bathhouse and tell him that the little brothers, the money, the eldest brother will have to pay it back in a few days.

So he turned off the phone first, he lost all three thousand yuan in less than two hours, and he couldn't figure out how to explain to Beibei. That little girl must not have reflected yet! Peng Cheng pondered, if she reacted, she wouldn't have to look for him? He didn't want to hear Bei Bei looking for him now, looking for him was nothing more than asking for money, but he didn't. He didn't want to tell Bei Bei in person that the money had made him lose again. He also saw Beibei's eyes today, if he said that the money was lost, maybe the fleshy girl would really be gone.

Life is always full of surprises, if Peng Cheng hadn't returned to the prefabricated house so late, if he had gone to work directly after he came back, if he hadn't gone to the toilet immediately after he went back, he would never have discovered the secret. If that's the case, maybe his madness won't reach the final peak, maybe he will really stop there, and see that he is just a handful of water.