Beibei soon began to have symptoms of . She would hear some sounds, some sounds that did not exist at all, as if she was muttering something in a low voice, and then she became smaller and smaller and couldn't hear clearly. These thoughts would always appear in the dead of night, torture Beibei like a ghost, causing Beibei to call Peng Cheng like a lunatic again.

Today, Beibei started to again, but today it was not a muttering, it was just a long sound similar to noise. Beibei sat in the hotel room closest to the door, next to it was Hongxia, an old colleague who was working in the previous unit. The noise around him was so loud that he could not hide the harsh noise. This was the noise in Beibei's head, and fortunately she could still understand it now.

Hongxia is three years older than Beibei. She is a woman with a big tongue. She is not pretty, but she loves beauty very much. The oil paint on her face has to be hung many layers before going out, which is similar to Peking Opera facial makeup. She draws it like whatever she likes. Anyway, it is not her own appearance, and there is no need to be too burdened. She also likes to go out to have dinner and having fun with many men because she has a husband who doesn’t look for a lot of home. In Hongxia’s words, instead of watching the child cry at home, it’s better to throw the child to her mother-in-law and let her call her husband endlessly and cry.

There was a time when Beibei felt that Hongxia's husband would definitely become a philosopher. He had a unique perspective on problems. Peng Cheng also had this. Peng Cheng told Beibei that if one day he was too old to do that, he would find a young guy to make Beibei happy. At that time, the two of them started fighting. Beibei felt that it was an insult. Peng Cheng didn't like him, so he allowed other men to touch him. But Peng Cheng felt that it was because he really loved Beibei and that he did this. He wanted her to get everything he thought was extremely beautiful.

This difference in behavioral cognitive perception was quickly abandoned by the two people. Beibei and Peng Cheng no longer mentioned this. Anyway, to a woman who had never had a meat-free life, she said that everything was information from outer space, and could be received but could not be recognized.

Hongxia's husband also has a unique understanding. If he doesn't want to live a woman, he has to give this woman enough space to be happy. Happy together is the long-term solution to maintain a beautiful marriage. Only by letting her be free enough and enjoying life can their marriage become new over time. Just like friendship, it is not restricted or imprisoned, and promotes mutual prosperity. So when Hongxia and many men are active together, Hongxia's husband not only does not object, but will also pick up his wife home at the end.

The reappearance of Hongxia is actually an accident. People are often particularly willing to talk to their friends when they are sad and sad, while Beibei is the opposite. Since Peng Cheng betrayed her, she has almost only talked to herself. She doesn't want to see anyone, but she can't see anyone. She can cry without saying a word to others. Beibei doesn't want people to see such herself. Unfortunately, most of them don't meet their wishes. Once, when Beibei was squatting on the side of the road, she was hit by Hongxia who was passing by by a taxi.

The maroon taxi stopped in front of Beibei. Hongxia got out of the car and saw Beibei raising her head with tears on her face. Beibei's red nose was like a rosacea, with a pair of dull eyes looking at Hongxia empty, as if she didn't know Hongxia. Then she did not say a word to Hongxia and started arguing with the people on the phone. She no longer pretended to be herself, she was all here, Hongxia guessed it almost as if she was in the same position. She also sat on the curb next to Beibei, patting the girl's back one after another, watching the once decent woman screaming hysterically beside her, and then coughing like tuberculosis.

Hongxia soon saw Peng Cheng, who was barefoot and wearing pair of slippers, wearing trousers and quilts. He held the phone and kept talking anxiously, asking where Beibei was? He shouted louder than the other, and finally saw Beibei from afar, and ran closer in three or two steps.

The young man was obviously running out while he was sleeping. He knelt on the ground and hugged the girl in tears tightly, patting her back gently so that she would not cough so badly that both of them no longer yelled like on the phone. Peng Cheng always felt as gentle as a lamb after seeing Beibei. When he hugged her, Peng Cheng also cried.

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Beibei is a bit more upright, but a beautiful woman is a beautiful woman. Hongxia envies Beibei's beauty. Although it is not delicate and does not make people love it, beauty is beautiful, and cold is also beautiful. After that day, Hongxia called Beibei and made an appointment for dinner. She had a kind of sympathy for Beibei because she had almost experienced such a process, holding her son and crying on the side of the road. Now, in her opinion, the way to make herself feel good is very simple. There are more men, and if there are too many men, it means that there are more people. So she found many people today.

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The Spring Festival just passed, and the long seven-day holiday made many people feel disturbed. Both men and women were like this. Beibei was a little scared when he looked at the strangers in the room. This was a closed hotel room, with the * style decoration exotic and mysterious. The table in front of him was too big. It was full of twenty people. All the dishes could only be placed in a circle next to the table, and most people could only talk to a few people around him.

Beibei was sitting next to Hongxia, and the man on the other side chatted with her endlessly. The made Beibei unable to hear clearly what he was asking, so she kept repeating.

"What did you say?"

Hongxia kept standing and talking to everyone endlessly and toasting everyone. Beibei couldn't adapt to this kind of drunken riddle occasion. Her alcohol tolerance was nothing, but she didn't want to drink with these people. She felt that she was really wrong today. Not only did she not feel better, but she also had new ways of , which gave her a headache.

Suddenly, Bebe noticed a man who had been staring at him tightly, and Bebe soon felt uncomfortable by him. The desire in the man's eyes was so naked that she could feel his gaze no matter what.
Chapter completed!