Men may be like children, when he does not follow the usual path, you really can't be proud to think that they are different, let him go! You have to stop him decisively at all the stages that can still be controlled, tell him, you fucking work hard for the old lady, otherwise, the man will continue to be like a wayward child, more and more difficult to control, like those children who used to have problems when they were children, and when they grow up, they beat their fathers and scold their mothers, and finally hold your hand to the end of the road.

Bei Bei has not yet discovered that Peng Cheng has been destined to be born for this desperate road since the day he was born. He is the pioneer of perseverance on this road, or in other words, that is his ideal, his ideal life, is jumping up and down, chickens and eggs, yesterday and today are different.

God is not thin on him, all of them, the smooth roads he can walk have been blocked by his old man one by one, and he is not a responsible person in his bones, so he slipped into the sewer-like muddy life, unwilling to be restrained, unwilling to give up his own struggle for anyone, unwilling to go with the flow, hum, then what are you willing to do?

Bei Bei is different, like Peng Cheng, she didn't walk on the ordinary road, but the bad thing is that her direction is just the opposite. What is it that makes her such a character, a person who is constantly turning her own way, she actually feels the responsibility of motherhood to change this man's life, and she wants to take him on the right path.

This is probably a loophole that God has figured out, a stroke of genius, in Peng Cheng's life, a road that must be passed, or that every woman is a loophole in a man's life, and an NPC full of sacrifice in his extraordinary life. You know, almost all of them try to take men on the road of streamers, live a peaceful and stable life, without ups and downs, and don't even ask what the man wants, they go straight up, and then, they are thrown farther and farther away by the man's soul.

Like Jiu'er who wants to take Yu Zhanao on a good path, it's really fucking whimsical.

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Bei Bei found Peng Cheng, who was almost like a homeless man, asleep in the Internet café, with a small and even snoring sound between his mouth, in the last row of all the machines in the Ankang Internet café, in a very inconspicuous corner. The young man is very good at taking care of himself, he put the plastic stools in the back row together, arranged them neatly, curled up on them, and lay down with his clothes together, it is really a good bed.

He took off his shoes, probably because he felt uncomfortable stuck on his feet, and the two big feet were thrown out. Bei Bei was reluctant to wake him up, but if she didn't tell him to get up, it wasn't just that she was reluctant, but more importantly, she wasn't sure what Peng Cheng would do when she was woken up. I saw that his hair hadn't been washed for a long time, and locks were attached to his head, like a hat with a black cloth. His beautiful side face is angular, and the beautiful line of his jaw is submerged into his neck, which is really delicate. He was still white, even if his face was covered with half-peeling dandruff, but he was still white, and he was jealously white.

Bei Bei sat on the seat next to him and fiddled with his mobile phone, the network manager was a young man, he was cleaning up back and forth, and walked up to the two of them, but he wanted to take a special look at Duo Peng Cheng, and then smiled meaningfully. He never spoke, he left after laughing, whether Bei Bei looked at him or not, he didn't change his routine. This mobile phone was bought to her by Peng Cheng after exhausting her first month's salary in the dark field, although it is not a good thing, but the heart is the most important.

The smartphone only cost 700 yuan, and Bei Bei stroked the broken knock on the phone, and her heart hurt as much as when she broke the phone.

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"Cheng Cheng, my phone broke me. ”

"It's bad, it's bad, it's not a good thing. ”

That day, the two of them ate hot pot in the two-bedroom apartment that Peng Cheng rented for 151 months. The young man had moved to the lower bunk of the cubicle and was living with the landlord. During the day, the landlord went to the barber shop next to him to cut people's hair, and Xiaojie in the big house didn't know where to go, so there was really no one else in the house. He took the cabbage and put it in the pot, and looked back to see Bei Bei sitting in the innermost part of his lower bunk, looking at the side of the mobile phone with teary eyes, where there was an imperceptible mark.

"But this is the first phone you bought me. Bei Bei remembered the moment the phone fell to the ground, it didn't make a crisp sound, and her heart tightened. Her round calves, thick, like a washed turnip, twisted out a bulging muscle.

Peng Cheng stepped over the induction cooker and sat over, holding the cabbage in one hand and patting her leg with the other: "Don't worry about it, daughter-in-law, if you fall, you will fall, I will buy you a lot of them in the future, we are not bad for this one." ”

"But this is the first, how can it be the same?"

"Daughter-in-law, did you give it to me for the first time?" Peng Cheng put down the cabbage and reached out to rub it between her thighs.

"Oops, why do you keep mentioning this?" Bebe finally pulled away from her thoughts, shoved her phone into her pocket, and pushed him away unhappily.

"That's more precious than this, what else is my husband reluctant to give you, a broken mobile phone, we are thinking. ”

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The network manager opened the door, and a cool breeze of early morning cleanliness blew in, and the room suddenly became cold. Bei Bei held her phone, she didn't care about this, it was cold, she only glanced at the door, and saw that the tall network manager had swept the garbage to the door, and was pouting over the threshold with a broom.

That guy was about the same age as Peng Cheng, or older than Peng Cheng, and he had a beer belly that wasn't too big. It's a windy day today, and the tall network manager finished sweeping the ground, straightened his waist, and as soon as he turned around, a gust of cold wind hung up the plastic curtain at the door, and even blew back the dust that had just been swept out.

Bei Bei stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and nose, and Peng Cheng behind him also jumped up from the stool with a thud, and when she turned around, she saw that he looked like a small animal sleeping in the wilderness and was hurt, her frightened eyes were round, alert, and she looked at Bei Bei who was moving herself with a fierce face.

"Oops!" Suddenly, with an inexplicable cry, he raised his hand and rubbed his sticky hair and fell down again, with a clatter, slamming it on the stool. He hadn't really woken up yet, and Bei Bei was relieved and turned back to continue fiddling with the phone. About five minutes later, he said angrily, "Daughter-in-law, why are you here?"

Bei Bei didn't answer him, she lifted her eyelids to see that he didn't move, her fingers stroked Peng Cheng's legs, and the legs with blood vessels popping out were like flamboyant centipedes, so ugly and hideous. He should have been tired from being on the net for a long time, and after a long while, the room calmed down, Peng Cheng probably fell asleep again, his breathing was evenly blown on the cotton clothes, rustling, and then he seemed to have eaten something delicious, began to flatten his mouth, turned around, and covered his eyes with his hands.

"Why don't you go home to sleep?" asked him tentatively and softly, and she guessed he was awake.

"What are you doing when you go home?" Peng Cheng scratched his head, stretched his arms very comfortably, and with a rattling sound of his joints, he was completely comfortable.

"I'm going to pay the rent, and I can't ask for it when I go back, and I still owe them money! What should I do if I ask for money? I won't go back. Peng Cheng sat up and began to run his hair back and forth with his hands, his bright black eyes kept staring at his bare feet: "Daughter-in-law, where are my shoes?"

Bei Bei looked to the side, her shoes were on the edge of the wall! she didn't want to tell him about the money or the lack of money, it was all busy with her. She knew that Peng Cheng also owed a lot of money, but she owed more herself, and if he still didn't go to work, they should continue to owe more money. She found a good opportunity to tell Peng Cheng about going to work in an Internet café, and she talked about it very well. It wasn't a decent business, but what Bei Bei didn't expect was that Peng Cheng agreed, even more than his own interest.