Wen Beibei knew that her fault was that she was cheap, but she couldn't change it. Deception like this never stopped from this moment, but she didn't know about it now. In her head, Peng Cheng was still the child who was desperate for love. Akagi's child was such a precious sincerity. Her memory would always stop at Peng Cheng's desperate for everything.

It was not until a day later that she finally realized that her Peng Cheng had never been desperate. He was just the most normal dirty man. He did what he wanted to do, just like all those who made her despise him. However, even at that moment, Bebe thought transparently, but she still did not give up on him, because she only wanted for a lifetime, and for his lifetime.

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Beibei is willing to believe that Peng Cheng and Aunt Xue are absolutely innocent. Why don’t you believe it? She felt that there was no reason, so she decisively believed it. But deep down she didn’t believe it. Although she didn’t want to admit it herself, she could not deceive people subconsciously. She repeated and believed it because of a call from Peng Cheng. She didn’t call the next two days, and she didn’t believe it again, and she went back and forth without a clear idea.

On the afternoon of that day, Peng Cheng called and said that he felt it was a little cold when he went to bed at night, which made him froze. He didn't like to go home at night, and he couldn't sleep even when he got home.

"Is the quilt a little thinner?" Beibei asked with concern.

"I think so." Peng Cheng answered suddenly.

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It's really cold in December, and at night it's almost ten degrees Celsius. The disposable heating over the years is just that. It's better to make people freeze the bones. This is a hard demand that is as good as a house. It's going to be in the 9th in a few days. It will be colder than now. Peng Cheng is in that small house and there is no warm quilt. How can it be?

Beibei's clever mind immediately figured out the key, so she asked her mother about the place where she sold the quilts and rushed to go early in the morning.

The place where you buy a quilt is not far from home, and you can only take a bus to a small department store. It is a time-honored local shopping mall, which is different from the foreign temple gates such as Parkson and Tesco. That place has been squeezed out and can't hold on. I heard that there are cheap quilts, and the same things are much cheaper than those sold in the foreign temple gates. Beibei looked at the only money left in his hand and decided to try it.

This is indeed a good idea. There are everything in the small department store, but the mall looks a bit dilapidated. In the 1990s, this place was still the bustling place of the city. The salesmen who used to work here were the most beautiful girls in the city. But now, these people are still selling goods here, but they can’t find young and beautiful girls.

This area is considered a low-income area in the city. The streets are obviously very cramped. All the doors and plaques are not very clean, and the dirty ones are similar to the road. Beibei is on a tight street and sees many quilts selling. The competition makes the things here good and cheap. She chose a very thick quilt and spent only one hundred yuan, which makes her very happy.

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Before Peng Cheng got off work, Beibei came back by car, but she did not go home directly and went to Peng Cheng's home. The landlord's elder brother hadn't come back for a while. His bed sheets were covered with a thin layer of dust. The early morning sun shone with a clear and bright hall, but it was bright but not warm. He caressed the dust and was quiet and beautiful.

Beibei opened the door and was happy. She carried the quilt into Peng Cheng's small compartment. She put the quilt down and wondered whether to open it. She spread it flat on the bed and then lit the electric quilt. The little head was full of surprises, but after thinking about it, she still felt that it would be better not to open it, so she only put the quilt on the bed. Then she was a little worried that Peng Cheng was afraid of the cold and did not dare to go home. What should I do if I stayed in the bathhouse to sleep, so she sent him another message, telling him that the quilt had been bought and was at home.

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When Beibei turned home, it was almost noon. The sun in the morning disappeared in a blink of an eye. The snow and strong wind made the glass window buzz outside the weather suddenly change and it seems to be getting colder.

Beibei was very happy. She was glad that she bought a quilt for Peng Cheng this morning. She guessed that maybe Peng Cheng should be very moved when she saw the quilt! At least she had never treated him like this. Now she treats him like this, he should be more moved! As she thought about it, her mood began to become happy. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that what she had made up for, she felt that he would definitely be moved, and then he would not call the old woman again.

After ten o'clock, it was time for Peng Cheng to get home from get off work. Beibei's anxiety disturbed her. He should have seen the thick quilt as soon as he entered the door. Beibei thought about this, and his heart was turbulent. It was an expectation, anxious expectation. The more he expected, the more he had to look at it. She threw her phone on the bed, deliberately avoiding it, but couldn't help but press it repeatedly. She looked forward to Peng Cheng calling herself or sending a message, hoping that he would be full of enthusiasm and laughing like a child, probably!

It was finally noon, and no matter whether it was the information or the phone number, everything came. The girl was tired, and she thought that this expectation was not once, and most of them had no good results. She laughed at herself and fell into painful denial again. Perhaps it was because people were in better mood during the day. She did not cry too hysterically, and fell asleep with the warm sun that penetrated into the glass window at noon. After a long time, she overslept in the afternoon, and Peng Cheng's phone came late.

"Wife, thank you, the quilt is warm."

Peng Cheng's emotions on the phone seemed to be more high. He said this sentence that should have been excited was a little dull, and the imagined surprise obviously did not happen. A sensitive woman was not enough to realize this at once, but she was not only sensitive, but love made her more meticulous and humble. Her whole thoughts were on this man. Just this sentence, she felt that everything was not going well.

"Just warm." Beibei paused for a moment, and then she asked again: "Where have you been? Why did you come back?"

"Buy something." Peng Cheng said lightly. Although all the feelings were not much, they were all used up in the first sentence. Next, no matter how Wen Beibei disturbed her, she inevitably suppressed a lot.

"Have you gone to the supermarket?" Beibei continued to inquire.

"Well! I bought some food, and I had nothing at home."

"Carrefour?" The last time they went to Carrefour, they had a quarrel, and the supermarket was only two buildings away from Aunt Xue's house.

"Well! I went with Aunt Xue and Xiao Min." It seemed as if I was telling her specifically. Peng Cheng probably really knew that Beibei wanted to ask this.

Now there is nothing to do! Just go out with Aunt Xue, what else can you do? Beibei’s unnecessary problem did not give her any advantage, but instead made herself look like a shameless and humble man. She seemed very unwilling to give up and wanted to find a supplement for herself, so she continued: "Why don’t you go home early so cold? Isn’t there any sales in the vegetable market?"

"They take me there, buy it for me, and I'll go!" Peng Cheng said carelessly.

This is not the truth. Both of them know it well, but they both take it seriously. The most important thing is that both of them know that the other party has seen through it. This is not the truth, and they pretend not to know it. They bit the bullet and cooperate with the other party to continue making up.

"It's been afternoon, so long?"

"No, I left at noon." Peng Cheng seemed to be disgusted with this topic. He was so excited that he became more and more impatient, but he was also worried that he could not change the topic. So he chose to be arrogant and troll, and then changed his tone and said, "Wife, don't come here tonight. It's so snowing today, you can be at home! Don't run around and get frozen."

"Yeah." This hypocritical comfort made people feel even more upset. It was obvious that they had to call the old woman at night to prevent themselves from passing. From home to where he lived, could they take a hundred steps together? Beibei thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more upset he became. Although he was ummy, the fool could hear her meaning. But Peng Cheng was not a fool, so he didn't take this and pretended that he didn't hear it.

"Okay, then I'll go to bed first, I'll hang up!"

No one knows how much Beibei expects him to say a few more words to her. How much she expects him to say to her like many times before, repeatedly saying useless nonsense, the nonsense she once hated was finally gone.

There was nothing along with it, and the anger that his deception just now brought to her. Peng Cheng didn't even explain it, but just ignored it, and he evaded all the anger and problems of Beibei. Those embarrassing problems were finally held in his stomach and had no chance to make a comeback. Fortunately, Beibei was not in pain, and she had long forgotten those annoying problems. Now that she was full of her annoyance, Peng Cheng was about to hang up the phone.
Chapter completed!