It's been a long, long time, Peng Cheng still has little news, Bei Bei stubbornly believes in what she suspects the most, she deceived herself, but she can't deceive, and she is tortured by the truth. The last time he came to call in a hurry, he said that Xiangnan spent a lot of money, just to tie him up and not let him have a chance to leave, so they stayed together in the Internet café during the day, and went to open a room together at night, and the cycle went over and over again, without idleness.

"Are you sleeping?" Bei Bei complained, her voice trembling like a gossamer, as if he didn't admit it, she didn't know, strange and pretentious complaint, but Peng Cheng could always seem very confident.

"Daughter-in-law, do you mind this? I've told you, I'm selling my body and not buying my heart, whoever I hold in my arms, I just think about you. ”

Bei Bei laughed self-deprecatingly, how did he say such childish words, and how did she believe it. At that time, she believed in him so much, she still had a sense of appropriateness in her heart, her back seemed to be basking in the sun, warm, and she even wet her eyes because of this sentence. They can't talk or meet, although she feels depressed, but she still believes this straightforward lie, and what's even more ridiculous is that she doesn't know that Peng Cheng himself actually believes it.

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In the evening, Bei Bei went to run two laps in the small street park next to her, she was tired, her legs seemed to be wrapped in heavy objects, and she couldn't lift them. It was close to eight o'clock, she arrived home, the night was already misty, but she was not sleepy at all, she has always been very sleepy lately, but I don't know why, but she is not too sleepy on this day.

Xu has been exiled for a long time, there are too many things that her head can imagine, the * body intertwined between men and women makes people annoyed and angry, she can't think about anything, sometimes it happens to think too clearly, and her thoughts are like a hornet's nest harassing her and she can't calm down. She was really hard to calm down, she had a hunch, Peng Cheng couldn't call her, okay, it didn't feel good, but she felt that he did it on purpose. She really didn't believe that the tall and thin woman would watch him in the Internet café every day, wouldn't she go to work? How could she have time to pester him in the Internet café every day? Even if she did, could she not even have time to go to the toilet?

Bei Bei began to wonder if all this was just due to Peng Cheng's unbearability, which made her overwhelmed for a while. It's a big topic, maybe she needs to spend her time as a graduate student thinking about it, she doesn't want this relationship to die in this matter like this, if Peng * doesn't want her anymore, then can she still afford herself, or can she do something before that? He doesn't want her anymore, maybe she will really die in this matter, she can't imagine losing him now, but if Peng Cheng is because she can't bear it, then she feels as if she can still let him go.

Was she selfish? Did she love him, or did she love his? She suddenly felt better, who knows? She seemed less miserable, but it didn't make her feel better for long, and she fell into more torture.

It was completely dark, and the clusters of flowers on the peach trees outside looked less white, and the moonlight was low and pressing, not like the finches at noon. The girl was covered with sweat, she had just finished running, her body was very light, she stood on the balcony and drank water, a large bowl of water, and drank so much that she drank hard. She was out of breath and couldn't drink anymore, holding the bowl and looking at the large stagnant peach blossoms.

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she put down her glass of water, turned resolutely and went to the door to put on her shoes again.

"Why are you going so late?" asked her as Dad poked his head out of the back room, wearing reading glasses with bolted bands and a firm layer of forehead lines.

"I'll go out and buy something, Dad, and I'll be back in a minute. Bei Bei hurriedly responded, she didn't even dare to look up at her father, in a hurry, she couldn't wait for the old man to say anything more, and hurriedly pushed the door and left.

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Taking a taxi to the door of the Internet café, she hid behind the big tree and waited. I hadn't seen him for almost a month, for no reason, Bei Bei was a little nervous, or maybe it was just because of his mind, she felt like she had no position. She wanted to see if he was really with the woman, and if so, then maybe Peng* didn't have a chance, and if not, then she could go over and ask him how he was going to explain.

The wind is very strong, and it is always windy before and after the Qingming Festival, as if it wants to blow away all the light and fluttering souls. Bei Bei hid behind the big tree, her hair was blown to her eyes, she didn't dare to stand on the leeward side, so that Peng Cheng could just see her when he came over, what if he really came with that woman? She couldn't make too much trouble for him.

If it was daytime, even if she was standing here now, passers-by would definitely see her, but fortunately at night, the street lights were very beautiful, but they couldn't shine on the back of this big tree. This proud tree, with a hedge around it, is special and stands alone.

The wind came, raising sand and hitting Beibei's face, her hair was like a flame being rolled up on her head, she shook her head, it was always useless, so she reached out and touched it.

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From eight o'clock to nine o'clock, a group of drunk people came out of the hotel next to her, Bei Bei subconsciously hid in a darker place, Peng Cheng hadn't come yet, she stood at the windward outlet of the big tree, feeling that the skin on her face was like stagnant oil, with a hard texture of edges and corners. She didn't feel how cold it was outside when she went out, but at this moment, her hands and feet were no longer her own. The wind was raging, and she could only stand upright, like a wooden strip poked in front of the grave, letting the white cloth tied to it fly and fly, a lonely performance!

The muscles of the whole body are screaming, she is so cold, she wants to cry, she wants to cry, she wants to go back, she feels that she can't stand it anymore, she raises her legs slightly, the joints are also Zou Baba, the sour fist, no matter how hard she tries, she can't always clench it, but she can't care about this.

Taxis drove by one by one, and she waited expectantly, poking her head out to look at the intersection from behind the darkest part of the tree, but none of them stopped. She was a little desperate, thinking that the two of them were still in the hotel, or sleeping naked, or ...... She was a little discouraged, lowered her head, and suddenly a tone darkened in front of her, she really wanted to cry.

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A taxi arrived, but Bei Bei didn't see it, and there was no sound of the engine of the car, she just looked up casually, and saw the two green cars, parked on the side of the road on the side of the big tree, very close, and then the back door of the car opened, and Peng Cheng got down from inside.

So close, Bei Bei bent down and looked up, he seemed to be in front of him, with a reluctant face. Thinking that he had just woken up, the expression on his face was sluggish, he was wearing the hoodie that Aunt Xue bought for him, tightened the rope on the hat, wrapped his head more tightly, and stood with his hands in his trouser pockets, waiting for the person sitting in front of him to come out.

Bei Bei had to stare at him, watching him tilt his head to look at the person who was still in the front seat, the man lowered his head, presumably giving money, and then the tall and thin girl came out of the front door of the taxi, she wore a short red padded jacket and tightened her hat.