It really doesn't take long to go from loving someone to hoping that he dies unexpectedly.

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Peng Cheng usually doesn't care much about the amount of money, he doesn't even care about money. This time he persuaded Xiao Min again and got the money from the girl's ticket holder. This is the best and only way he can think of to make money that will not be expected into the game, it is not a small amount of money, so there is only one try, and he is bound to win.

He thought about it, maybe this was the only thing that was really good. In fact, the last time he lost money, he summed it up, it was because he was not safe, he really didn't think about it clearly, in short, he didn't want to think about it anymore, anyway, this time, he planned it, just like at the beginning, he came properly, properly.

In the past few days, he has been pondering, since he can win money, then according to the way to win money, he should be able to get money out of the dark field, the key is to strictly copy the four words, strict, nothing is bad.

Peng Cheng really thought so, and he did it. When he went into the dark field with the money, he was passionate, the young man felt his hands tremble, and the pig's trotters gave him great strength, and he knew that he wanted that girl, and he wanted to make a lot of money, and gave it to his girl, so that she could buy pig's trotters for herself. It's a pity that no matter how passionate he is, gambling is an inexplicable game, but in the end it still inexplicably eats up the money he took out from Xiao Min's hands.

Coming out of that field again, he was completely stupid, he was sitting alone on the dusty side of the road, desperate.

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Peng Cheng didn't remember how he came here, the bathhouse was across the road, why didn't he remember anything. Xiao Min's money will definitely not be able to pay back, when he left, he walked with the confidence of victory, to be honest, he didn't think he would lose.

Oh, what's wrong? Peng Cheng was upset.

He admonished himself, strictly copying, strictly copying, strictly copying, why did he still lose, how can this flying famine (the meaning of debt) be given! Peng Cheng felt that the total amount of money was heartwarming, and the nest in his chest was like a big cake on all sides, and it was hard and hard. Now it's not a question of whether to make money or not, the generosity and pride just now, and the desire to marry Beibei have been squeezed by this famine, the young man is uncomfortable, what the fuck is this?

I have to give Xiaomin's money first!, I didn't win, and the inside and outside have doubled. Thinking of this, Peng Cheng felt a wave of liver fire rushing to the top of his head, and he stomped his foot desperately, which was really fucking terrible.

He knew that Bei Bei had already borrowed a lot of money, and although three thousand five thousand was not too much, it was still very difficult for him to earn one thousand and five a month, let alone Bei Bei, who only earned seven hundred. 5,000 yuan, that girl has to pay back for eight months without eating or drinking! Peng Cheng understood this account, his eyes were closed, his heart was dead, he glanced at the tallest building next to him, and the dense small lattice, like a moldy bread, went straight to the sky, as if as far as the eye could see.

Suddenly, he laughed, and the oppression of a rush down made him have no strength to get up from the edge of the road.

How to give Xiao Min money, how to explain to Bei Bei, this time Bei Bei can't find a suitable man, I'm afraid he will leave him, Peng Cheng's already mixed heart is completely upset. He really couldn't face Beibei's painful and pitiful expression, she always looked at him like that, her eyes were as soft as pearls but without waves, and everyone was very numb, as if he Peng Cheng was a puppy with a broken leg and lying on the ground howling, a dirty puppy waiting for her handout.

it.

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"Xiao Peng, you haven't come back yet, it's time to change shifts. Aunt Xue's call to Peng Cheng made the old lady very worried.

"Auntie, count me on leave! I don't want to go back today. Peng Cheng really can't go back, how can he explain to Xiao Min.

"What's the matter, kid, it's not a problem if you don't come back!" Aunt Xue's words made Peng Cheng want to cry a little, no one called him a child a day, only Aunt Xue called him that.

Peng Cheng let out a sigh on his back, and he lame: "Auntie, Beibei, you won't be good with me anymore." ”

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Aunt Xue was wearing tight pants with small flowers, and her legs were like vacuum-packed ham sausages, smooth. She tightened her clothes with both hands, the morning wind was whisking, penetrating people's bones, and in the distance, she saw Peng Cheng sitting on the side of the road, so she took two steps.

"Peng Cheng, what's the matter, what do you have to do, tell your aunt, if you can't persuade Beibei, your aunt will tell her. "Aunt Xue is not at ease! Peng Cheng didn't say anything on the phone, and said that Bei Bei didn't get along with him, and after asking for a long time, she knew that he was sitting on the side of the road, so she turned around with the phone.

"Child, it's not a problem for you to squat! What do you have to tell your aunt, aunt will give you a way, what's wrong with Beibei?"

The old lady held her mouth, the young man didn't cry yet, she cried first, her words were like a mother, which made Peng Cheng's heart warm, and his nose was a little moved, he just raised his head, and smiled heroically, self-deprecating and bitter.

"Auntie, I lost again. Peng Cheng said bluntly, staring into Aunt Xue's eyes, he wanted her to see and see his sincerity.

"Ahh

"I got it from Xiaomin yesterday. After being beaten, Peng Cheng seemed to feel better, and the piece of bread on his chest seemed to be crushed, and he was comfortable.

"Where did Xiaomin get the money?"

"Xiao Min has a little in his hand, and he has some on the bar. ”

Speaking of this, the young man was troubled again. He took out his cigarette and lit it, only took two puffs, and then he didn't want to smoke anymore, he pinched the filter, rubbed the cigarette butt back and forth on the curb of the road, rubbed off the burned part, and then rubbed off the red fire that burned harder, and then he suddenly stretched out his hand to extinguish the red fire, which startled the old lady. Heng is really not hot, he looked up and was happy again, stretched out a slap, and shook it in front of Aunt Xue's eyes.

"Auntie, how many are you here?" he snorted very worldly, and then pulled his shoulders, losing his strength.

"That's so much!" Aunt Xue shuddered. "Peng Cheng, this is a bit much!"

"Hmm!" Peng Cheng smiled slightly, could he not know that it was a bit much? Wouldn't he just go back after a while? He originally wanted to win a big one, and then buy a mink for Bei Bei to wear, the kind of discolored fur coat that changes color when she walks, and her daughter-in-law will definitely look better when she wears it.

"Auntie, it's okay to lose some money, I just think Bei Bei can't get along with me anymore. ”

He lowered his head in trouble, and if he held it in his heart, he especially wanted to find someone to pour it, he was all for Beibei, in order to be with her, he wanted to get out, but this didn't make him clear. But he didn't tell Aunt Xue about this, what he was even more annoyed about now was that Bei Bei was about to run away, thinking of this, Peng Cheng's eyes moistened unconsciously.

"Child, it's not like you want to break up if you want to break up, you're still young, you two will understand after getting along for a long time, don't play in the future, tell Beibei, admit your mistake with her, she will understand you, where are people's feelings so simple, if you want to separate, that's the real two. Aunt Xue touched his head, gently grabbed his soft hair, and released it again, like wiping a kitten.

Peng Cheng's snot was stained with cuffs, but a few tears did not fall, and the thought of losing Bei Bei tortured him, and he felt that his heart was buttoned with a bottle cap, and he couldn't breathe. Aunt Xue's words opened the cap of the bottle in his heart like a bottle driver, and he raised his hand to wipe his face: "Auntie, you are really like my mother." ”