That night, Peng Cheng wasn't going to the Internet café! It was a storefront store on the first floor, the room was only 200 square meters at most, and there were windlasses along the right wall, and there were pitiful windlasses, even if there were not even ten. However, it is not a windlasse to play here, and almost all the visitors are piled up on the four tables in the middle. This is the only place that Peng Cheng has ever seen where the fishing machine is in charge, all the people, all the people are gathered here, the old guys in their forties who have thanked the top are also busy working on the fishing machine with small bags, like children who spend Lao Tzu's money.

Peng Cheng watched for a night, this was the first time he could look at this place so calmly, to be honest, he had never been so detached, and he could look at those who gambled from a pure third perspective, because he didn't have a penny. He stood with sore shoulders and sent away one stubble after another, looking at others to understand himself more clearly, those people are like him, they still want to win when they win, and they refuse to leave when they lose.

When Bei Bei called the next day, Peng Cheng was still in the dark field. No one knows him as well as Bebe, and if he hadn't returned through the gate, there would have been a war today. So Peng Cheng hurriedly came out and went back to his room to wait, he calculated, Bei Bei would definitely not go upstairs, she would at most go downstairs and call her to let herself go down, and this was the case.

"Lao Peng, why do you say you are so abrasive, why is your daughter-in-law coming up?" Xiao Ze was wrapped in the quilt, only his arms were exposed, holding the latest Apple mobile phone, and turned over very dissatisfied.

"I told you that if you can't, you can't, my daughter-in-law is not like that, she can't come to a man's house, and she doesn't necessarily like to come in if I bring her here. Peng Cheng said while sorting out his shoes and pants, he was always so meticulous, and he wiped his jeans very smoothly.

"Can you hurry down, why are you so. Xiao Ze turned his back to Peng Cheng, and he was angry and reprimanded.

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Between him and Xiao Ze, Peng Cheng was already very familiar, and the tight schedule of the two of them was naturally easier to get acquainted with than others, and they were almost the same people. Xiao Ze never mentioned the details of his work, but Peng Cheng knew that with him was an old woman who was a little older, an old woman who made Xiao Ze sick, no, the old woman sold him the mobile phone.

"How much does that little gadget cost?" Peng Cheng pointed to the phone, which was different from the one in his hand, the screen of the phone was a whole piece, unlike his one, and there was a row of buttons underneath.

"More than five or six thousand!" Ozawa deliberately looked at his iPhone, his slender hand pinched the phone and spun around in mid-air, as if he was very inadvertent, he said again: "Lao Peng, you go quickly, I'll sleep for a while." ”

"You slept and slept, you slammed your thing for half the night, and it clucked. ”

"As you heard, you didn't come home yesterday. ”

Xiao Ze's words, Peng Cheng just wanted to refute something, his mobile phone rang again, the young man took a sip, turned around and ran downstairs, the kung fu on the fifth floor, Beibei's mobile phone had not hung up, Peng Cheng came down, as soon as he came out of the entrance of the building, he saw the girl, he smiled brightly: "Daughter-in-law." ”

The two of them found a fast food restaurant to eat, Peng Chengshao said that he hadn't eaten for a whole day, he was indeed very hungry, but he was so hungry that he didn't want to eat so much at this time. The small shop is on the street next to it, and it is a long and narrow storefront, which is very special. There is a slender aisle in the middle of the store, which can only allow one person to pass through, and there are tables on both sides, so that at least four people can sit at the table facing each other, like sitting in a dining car on a train.

Peng Cheng and Bei Bei stood in front of the bar, looking up at the colorful display board overhead, this restaurant has no menu, all the delicious food is made into pictures and hung on the wall, which one you like to order. Under every beautiful dish, the price is marked in big bold characters, and after turning around this circle, Peng Cheng really doesn't want to eat it.

The cheapest tomato scrambled egg rice bowl is 12 yuan a piece, and the 12 yuan in the young man's mind is 10 yuan for room accommodation and a ham sausage for two yuan, and this menu obviously reminds him of Pianpiao. Although he had been hungry all day, Peng Cheng still felt that a ham sausage and a package seemed to be more of his favor, but he didn't dare to say this, in Beibei's eyes, playing games online was not a proper job.

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"Daughter-in-law, do you feel refreshed?" Peng Cheng said very ambiguously, his voice was hoarse, he leaned against the head of the bed, lit a cigarette, tiredness made people more sexy, he felt dry mouth, but there was no water.

"Sick. Bebe snuggled up in the bed with her eyes closed, ignoring him. Peng Cheng likes to ask this, ask some unspeakable questions, but for her, it seems that she can't mention it, she can't say it is good or bad, this is generally the difference between men and women, she is always ashamed.

After eating, Peng Cheng had to take her to the small hotel next to him for a small gathering, where they often came, and in the early days, the young man would go there at night when he had nowhere to stay, and he could stay for two hours for less than a few dollars, which was enough to finish the matter.

"Who is sick?" Peng Cheng hurriedly retorted to her, casually choking the girl's arm.

"You!" Bebe tried to shake him off, but seemed to be to no avail.

"Cut, I work hard, what's wrong with you, you're not comfortable?"

The girl frowned, hissed impatiently, and quickly interrupted him, and said with a frown, "Can you say something normal?"

"What's normal? What is normal? What's the matter, men and women are normal, you say you don't feel good, right?" This is basically a question that will never be clear between them, Peng Cheng turned sideways and looked at the girl with her head buried in the quilt. In his eyes, Bei Bei was reluctant to affirm him, which made all his efforts seem to be half the effort, which made people frustrated.

"I don't like to talk to you. Being uncomfortable, Bei Bei turned over and turned her back to him.

"What the hell, turn around, you tell your husband that you feel good?"

The two quickly twisted into a ball.

"Then are you feeling good?"

"Hmm!"

"Then I'll too!"

"Daughter-in-law, then tell me how it feels!"

"You go to die!"

"Cut, don't you say pull down!" Peng Cheng let go of her and turned on the TV: "Men are so nervous, women enjoy the whole process, Cut, I know." ”

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No one spoke anymore, Peng Cheng was smoking a cigarette and watching TV, Bei Bei was lying on the bed, quietly awake but motionless, with his fingers stuffed in his mouth, thinking of some thoughts that could not be shown in front of others. Silently, Peng Cheng suddenly spoke: "Daughter-in-law, I don't want to be a waiter." ”

This probably didn't bode well, and Bebe heard it: "So what are you going to do?"

"I don't know, daughter-in-law, what do you think I can do?" The helplessness of a man is not as obvious as that of a woman, Peng Cheng didn't tell Bei Bei directly about his timidity, he hadn't even told himself officially, but he really hoped that Bei Bei could understand him. The tacit understanding between lovers may be really difficult to find, and it is difficult for anyone to change industries, especially him, he is very unsure, he doesn't know if he can succeed, and most importantly, he is not ready, Bei Bei may not agree.

"I don't know. ”

The girl rolled over and nestled into Peng Cheng's arms again. These two men and women with their own thoughts, Peng Cheng threw away the cigarette in his hand, and shrunk into the quilt again, feeling that he was sticking to the woman's body tighter. Her words obviously hurt him, and he didn't know it, he had a hint of abandonment.

"Is the waiter bad? What do you think you can do?"

For Beibei, maybe she didn't care what Peng Cheng did, she didn't think that Peng Cheng might also want to have his own life value. This is probably the mistake that all women make, thinking that men are born to support their families, and their pursuits, their lives, are ignored indefinitely by the woman closest to them, so those who do not ignore them will eventually appear.

"I don't know. Beibei's attitude made Peng Cheng feel powerless, and even the final defense seemed pale, but it was dispensable.

The girl sensitively noticed this, and said, "Tell me what you want to do."

"I don't know. Peng Cheng turned over again: "Daughter-in-law, I'll sleep for a while, you can watch TV by yourself!"

Bei Bei still wanted to say something and got up, she saw Peng Cheng turn around and put on the quilt, probably not wanting to speak. The girl picked up the remote control, and she couldn't sleep anymore, watching TV back and forth, but her heart couldn't be calm, what else could he do!