After breaking up with Cousin Cen, Beibei wandered on the slow-moving platform for a long time and didn't enter the door. She was very confused. They were still very happy to get along. Is it cute to be alone and just be happy to be together? Is it really that simple?

This false proposition made her head messy. She seemed to feel something, but she didn't feel it very obvious. She was wandering back and forth on the slow-moving platform, unable to calm down, looking at the window, the moon that was vaguely poking out between the two buildings, the bright moon, but there was no warmth. She thought too much, which was puzzling, and she couldn't help but feel uneasy. She felt very upset, so she took out her cell phone and dialed Peng Cheng's phone, but he didn't answer.

Fate is that you are willing to give up for the person in front of you, everything you meet after giving up. If a person will not grow old and not die, will this giving up still be true? It may not be a good thing to have a big idea, hum! Fortunately, there is no if in life.

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After get off work the next day, Cousin Cen called. Beibei guessed that her cousin must have thought she liked him too. He asked her if she had time to meet, as if she had never said her rejection yesterday. Perhaps if she had not had Peng Cheng, she would have thought that yesterday's pleasant meeting was too late, it was really love!

She still refused. After thinking about it all night, her false proposition was finally unsolved. She didn't understand her heart yet, and she didn't even find this. How could she make people shy? She couldn't figure it out. If that was love, why would she hesitate?

Today is the day when Loni meets her parents. She and the officer seem to get along well. The little girl is talking about this all day long, and she keeps talking nonsense.

"You say, Beibei, you say I am a little bit short, nothing else is fine. He said his mother is a scented woman." Loni sat on the wooden sofa, stretched her neck and admired herself. No one could tell that was the root of her lack of confidence.

"What did he say? He said it was damn good." Beibei asked her jokingly, "It's sensual and sensual."

"Oh! He didn't say that, but he said that he was so beautiful and could live." Loni lay on the sofa, holding his hands high, and putting a beautiful gesture. There are two types of women who can live, one is literary and artistic in their stocks, and the other is envious of the literary and pretentiousness in their bones. Loni is so pretentious that she can be pretentious, but she is not a pretentious person. If a woman is lazy, it is not even pretentious, but she envies such pretentiousness.

"What's wrong?" Beibei was also lazy today. She felt weak and tired of doing this job, and she became more and more disgusted with work.

"What's wrong? He said he was afraid that his mother wouldn't look down on me."

"No, you look so beautiful!" Beibei coaxed casually, and she looked at her, remembering her laziness.

Loni was very proud of Beibei's compliment. She said this just rightly, and she couldn't hold on to her and smiled.

"Hey! Loni, do you say you like him?"

"Isn't this nonsense? Why do I like him to be with him?" Loni glanced at Beibei and focused on the movements in her hands, as if it was not true or false. "I've been optimistic in this life, so I'll be him."

"Then how did you know that you like him?" Beibei asked again, so sincere.

Loni seemed to be offended, and she suddenly sat up from the sofa: "How do you know? I, I like him, how do you know? Beibei, what do you mean, what else do I look for?..."

Oh! The girl smiled, and the noise afterwards was no longer in her ears, and they both always answered questions that were irrelevant.

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After leaving Banloni, she was so fresh that her officer's boyfriend didn't come to pick her up today. She said she was afraid that her mother would feel uncomfortable, so she stopped coming today. It was rare that Loni was dressed so beautifully and had to take the commuter bus to get off work with her colleagues, but she was not annoyed at all.

Soon Loni arrived and she was about to get off the car. Beibei was in a bad mood and was still a distance from home, not far or near. She wanted to walk alone, so she got off the car. The girl didn't bring much money, and she didn't have much money at first. She walked slowly and could arrive in half an hour. She could only walk slowly, so she walked along the road casually.

There was an intersection in front of me, and I had already arrived here in a flash. The girl was very happy and thought it was far away. Before I knew it, she had arrived. The road was narrow and high-rise buildings, which was considered a high-end area in the city! The air was very good and the road was particularly narrow, as if I had thought about not letting the car drive too fast. The houses were all beautiful, with the exterior walls close to the dark flower tiles that were only found in the living room of my home. When I turned another intersection, Beibei saw a small church.

The chapel is sandwiched between two tall buildings. It seems that it has existed for a long time. The churches on the postcards stand tall and stand tall. The surroundings are so empty that only the grand buildings and red crosses can be seen. Only here is different! Compared with the unique temperament around, the red cross is more comforting in such a narrow space.

Beibei was willing to walk over, and she even unconsciously. Unexpectedly, she was willing to greet her here. There was probably no nun in the small church in China, and no one was left here at this time. The yard was empty, and there was a large jar against the iron fence. To be honest, it looked like it was used for pickling sauerkraut. This church was so small, it was built on the slope, high on the left and low on the right, a bit irregular, like an abstract space, which was even more mysterious.

At the entrance of the yard is the steps. The bricks have been broken. The seams are smeared with cement and the feet are stepped on. Although they are not neat, they are stronger. This building is obviously an early work. The door is also low. The old-fashioned windows and the window frames are painted with green paint. They are fresh and tender.

The door at the door was open, and Beibei walked in. Seeing that there was no one, she didn't even say hello. She sat down on the last row of chairs in the church, just like the protagonists would sit in the last row in many old movies, sitting with her hands behind her back. She finally saw someone.

A girl was fiddling with something on the front platform. When Beibei saw her, she also saw Beibei. She was very enthusiastic. The two of them looked at each other and smiled. The girl looked so ugly. She had a big round cake-like face and acne marks on her face. She looked very bad in complexion, like a piece of naan, a piece of naan that had been baked for too long, but she looked good, gentle, calm and comfortable when she smiled.

Beibei suddenly remembered the movie I watched many years ago. It was a movie that would jump out of my mind if I had anything to do. How could she forget it? It was probably a group of girls who were studying ballet. One of them was a little fat. She always couldn't meet the teacher's requirements, but she was eliminated. The girl's vague memory was already very blurred. She only remembered that when the girl was discriminated against, her mother came to her side, hugged her daughter's shoulder, and faced with her so many doubts and ridicule eyes, she said: "Child, you are all equal before God."

At that moment, Beibei suddenly felt a sense of dependence, "We are all equal." The girl on the platform was as peaceful as she was. She still looked at her, and then she stretched out her right hand, her . Maybe it was all she could give her, the girl's tolerance, compared to her entanglement...
Chapter completed!