Bei Bei wanted to say it too badly, but she didn't say it, hmph, don't fill in any beauty for herself, even if she said it, Peng Cheng would probably be so sleepy that she couldn't speak. The good mood when she just bought the quilt can now be regarded as carrying and scattering clean, she is like a big chicken with no hair, and she feels that she has nowhere to put it.

In fact, what Bei Bei is looking forward to is really not what it is now, it is better not to make this call, she thought like this, and now let her know what he is doing, is it annoying.

Beibei's tears fell again when she put down her phone, she was bored with such a way of crying, but she couldn't control it. She felt aggrieved, sad, and resentful, and the person who could still keep saying that he loved her didn't bother to say anything to her for even a minute, and to others, he could keep talking and talking, and he could talk again until the phone ran out of power. I just went to the supermarket together to buy something and came back, and now I'm going to call again and talk about it again, do you want to be ashamed?

This is a switch, Bei Bei was so angry by this flash of thought that she couldn't get angry, so she paranoid went to check Peng Cheng's call record again, just after her phone call with him. Now this bad habit almost killed her, as long as she had the slightest suspicion, she couldn't control it, and then she was sad and angry, and then she called excitedly, and she didn't dare to ask anything.

Almost the same as the girl's thoughts, as if she wanted to confirm her calculations, with a rebellious stubbornness, Peng Cheng really didn't sleep, he almost immediately dialed Aunt Xue, and then chatted for half an hour, and after hanging up the phone for eleven minutes, he called again and chatted for six minutes.

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At this time, Beibei's heart was almost crushed, and her throat was like being plugged by a bottle, she was sad and angry, and then excitedly picked up the phone and dialed it.

You know, the life in front of us has never been hidden, always honest, but we still feel cheated.

"Daughter-in-law, why are you calling again, I'm sleeping. ”

He, a brute who stared and talked nonsense, finally had a little ambition, and Bei Bei howled hysterically, like a clown, a clown who couldn't help herself, she read the content of the call record to Peng Cheng, her voice trembled, almost unbelievable.

"Why did you call her?" until now, Bei Bei hated this idiotic question, she didn't need him to answer, right?

Peng Cheng is not a downright person in the end, he continued his deception without hesitation, he made up a reason to prevaricate, the lame reason is basically that he didn't think too much, it was really difficult, but he could feel that Beibei's emotions were relieved, and then he said: "Daughter-in-law, don't be angry, I didn't sleep all night yesterday, I'll sleep for a while and chat with you in the afternoon." After saying that, he hung up the phone to himself.

There was no discussion between the two sides, he decided alone, Bei Bei pinched the phone, listened to him collect the line, she just vented her emotions, she didn't even hear a useful answer, all the angry mood was only excited for the daughter-in-law, she hung her shoulders, waiting for the arrival of peace, another calm that made her desperate.

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Where there is still an afternoon chat, it is already afternoon, and there may never be an afternoon chat between them.

If a person loves you, you will open up happily and stretch your body like a flower. But if that person doesn't love you, you'll just be like a half-cut turnip under the scorching sun, shriveled up and deformed. But that's not the worst, if a person doesn't love you anymore, and still drags you desperately, so that you gradually run out of youth and energy by his side, you lose more than yourself, because you won't find that you have lost yourself.

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Sure enough, there was no call from Peng Cheng in the afternoon, and in the panic, Bei Bei spent the night again, which was like a lonely night in the vast desert.

The north wind outside carried the snowflakes, swaying back and forth in the air, pulling it here and there, and then pulling it down to that side, the wind was so strong! At midnight she never slept, she was curled up in the quilt alone, looking sideways at the snow outside the window, and her thoughts were pulled back and forth like snow.

Mom and Dad are asleep, once she gets up, Mom will definitely wake up, Bei Bei knows that she can't hide anything from her, so no matter how uncomfortable it is now, she has to lie down. It's really cold in the quilt, the key is that her heart is really cold, her hands and feet are cold but wrapped in sticky sweat, and she feels that the linen-faced quilt is wrapped around her body, so cold that she can't cover it with anything.

Her tears flowed down quietly again, flowing into her hair, and the slightest bit was cold. Why are there so many tears lately? It always seems that the tears will flow to the pillow, because there are so many of them, she can't turn over when she imagines it, she can only stare at the snow outside.

She wished she could sleep for a while, even for a short time, continuous insomnia, she really couldn't stand it. She wanted to sleep until dawn, let these things out of her mind, a little while, just let her sleep, just pick out at night, but unfortunately, she still had no sleep all night.

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Early in the morning, the snow didn't stop, and Bei Bei went out.

She still didn't control herself when she couldn't sleep last night, and called Peng Cheng in the middle of the night, he was really a stubborn child, and he was still stubborn. I thought he would be too lazy to hang up the phone, but this time Peng Cheng quickly came back, saying that he wanted to go out to eat something together in the morning, and then go to work separately, and asked her how she was?

Luckily?

How could it be bad?

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What we see and what happens is in the past, and perhaps pain is the root cause that is tormenting us now, but the changes have already happened, before we even knew it. It's like an abscess, when it festers and hurts, the cause is already brewing under the skin. No one can reverse what has already happened, so the abscess will definitely erupt, then fester, scab again, and grow again, and this whole process cannot be omitted, and every step will be solid, like the pain that haunts us.

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Peng Cheng hadn't taken the initiative to meet Bei Bei for a long time, and even this time it was generally reluctant, after all, a woman who liked himself called in the middle of the night, and was bumping into the phone busy, Peng Cheng felt that he needed to be weak-hearted. Instead of not returning the phone and forcing Bei Bei to call endlessly in the middle of the night, it is better to go back and appease her.

When Bei Bei entered the door, Peng Cheng hadn't woken up yet, he was lying on the bed in a large shape, and the newly bought quilt was all covering his lower body, and only a third of it was rolled up on his body. The old quilt was thrown by Peng Cheng in the corner, and it was too thin, and it looked like a piece of clothing on the ground.

Bei Bei walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, Peng Cheng, who was asleep on the bed, didn't notice it, he was obediently lying on the bed, his head tilted to the side, and the lines on his neck were as abrupt and obvious as the nude in a textbook, outlining his body as thin as a dancer but powerful. The reentry of the muscles is extremely three-dimensional, the kind that is different from the three-dimensionality of a woman, and the blood vessels and muscles on the arms are as if hanging from the skin, highlighting the strong lines on the surface. The man's body is more like a machine, and all the pipes are unusually prominent, flaunting their physical strength far superior to that of women, and these pipes have been going down the body, submerging into Peng Cheng's black, white and gray boxer briefs.

Bei Bei stretched out his hand to shake him, Peng Cheng raised his head excitedly, supported his hands, and the whole person cocked up, just like an eye snake about to attack, he frowned, stared at the angry eyes, squeezed into a dangerous triangle, he turned his head, and looked at her clearly with great annoyance: "Your hands are so cold, don't touch me." Then the push-up was over, and he returned to his bed, motionless, as if he had fallen asleep again.