The coldest day of the year has finally come. A few days ago, the snow was flying in the twelfth lunar month, and the plain color on the mountain was covered with plain colors. After a few days, it rubbed one on the left and one on the right. Only the snow track was white to the bottom, as if painted, fine and firm. Beibei woke up early. Before the sky was bright, she waded out of the front desk and turned to the base of the mountain with a unkempt face.

Turning over the villa at the gate, there was a road leading to the parking lot. The security guards fell asleep now, and even the person on duty was not left. The suburbs of the city became colder in the early morning, and few people went out in the middle of winter in the northeast. At this moment, the quietness was so cautious that there were lights.

Beibei had to pass through the parking lot and go to the dark valley in front, just in that valley. What you can see now is just hidden in a blurred darkness, there was a lounge where her bag and clothes were all there. If you want to catch the first bus to the city at 5:30, you have to be prepared now. Thinking of this, Beibei was not afraid.

At this moment, most of the people in her son's lounge were not awake yet, and those who were awake were not asleep. Beibei walked closer and closer. The lights in the lounge were on all night, and orange light came out through the glass window. She felt much more relaxed when she was far away. She rushed forward, and when she arrived at the door, she squeezed her hands and feet, gently pushing open the hidden door, for fear of waking up the people inside.

There must be someone in the room. The three aunts sat slightly guarded by their beds, stretching the corner of the quilt with one hand and blocking them in front of them. They looked at Beibei with a terrifying look on their faces.

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"How are you leaving so dark?"

The aunts were talking and trying to change the girl's mind, and they didn't have to sleep after such a struggle. At around 5 a.m., the twelfth lunar month was the shortest time of day. The sun was still far from the horizon. It was basically no difference from the middle of the night. When you walked out of this room, everything would be sloppy, but Beibei still went out. She had to pass through the dark path, just to the right of the hotel door, the mysterious path leading to the main road, and the intersection was hidden in the darkness at the bridge. Only after passing through it could she reach the station.

She was a little scared when she stood at the entrance of the hotel. She couldn't see anything on the right. No matter how sure she was, she was panicked. She looked carefully in the direction of the path, and soon got used to being with fear, but it was still empty. Beibei even felt that even her eyes could not go far and were swallowed by the darkness.

The soft light scattered by the dim street lights could not shine into that road anyway. On the far side of the road, it would be like another world. In the northwest corner of Beibei's sense of direction, it seemed to be approaching the hotel gate, and then went straight toward another direction, looking farther away than during the day. Beibei vaguely felt that looking at it during the day was different from now on. At this moment, the road was bright and lit and hot in the distance, and he waved to summon her.

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A year ago, Peng Cheng's story really touched her, so she is still by his side.

For some reason, that story doesn't seem to be the key to her not leaving. It's just an excuse, an excuse she used to deceive herself. She subconsciously felt something, but she wasn't willing to think about it. This is bad, right? Beibei felt that she was twisting, and sometimes there was a sudden idea that jumped out of her head, as if her self-esteem was causing trouble? Let's count it as self-esteem. She reluctantly thoughts like that, so she deliberately avoided it, but she wasn't really stupid.

What did she like Peng Cheng? Is it sympathy? She seems not to be, she has never sympathized with him.

When she thinks about Peng Cheng's feelings, she has never had time to take care of. In Beibei's subconscious, it seems that being loved is dignified, and lovers are very inferior, so she always needs to use some excuses to make her love seem involuntarily. This seems to be an explanation, give yourself an explanation, explain why she loves, loves someone who hurts her, and becomes inferior. Perhaps at this time it is said that love will appear as shameless as a lowly slave, if she is afraid! Because of fear, does it feel a little better?

Long after that, Beibei slowly taught Peng Cheng, taught him to use violence, threats, intimidation, etc. He used these skillfully to keep her.

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When I was a child, there was something very interesting at home that my mother took back from the unit. The play was as big as a flashlight and looked inconspicuous. It was called a kaleidoscope.

The two ends of the kaleidoscope can twist in opposite directions, with a hole, and you have to close one eye and look into the inside of the kaleidoscope, and twist the other end of the kaleidoscope with your hands. Every time you twist, the world in the hole will change, like many colorful geometric shapes rolling down and rising in rotation. It was probably the most magical toy when you were a child, just like science. At that time, Bebe didn't really understand what science was, and didn't know that the world had to be looked at from the perspective.

After that, Peng Cheng almost quit his job in the bathhouse, decisive and cruel, leaving no way out. He cut off all the relationship with the bathhouse and the two women there, which was considered by Beibei to be the most loyal guard for him to prove his love for her and their relationship.

There are some things that need not be said, and most of the words that are said are not really similar, but what is not said does not mean they are really similar. This is really a strange theory. It is clearly there, but it is always unknown.

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Everything has a price.

Peng Cheng lost his job to settle down again. Fortunately, before leaving, the young man cleared all his debts. As for how he did it, Beibei never asked, and she didn't dare to ask too much. Perhaps the answer was not what she liked, or maybe he would suddenly become crazy. Although she was curious, she was uneasy, but she kept silent.

During the following days, Peng Cheng searched for a lot of jobs, but most of them were not suitable for him. Sometimes, the reason why those people rejected them made Beibei feel difficult to speak.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, the waiter we recruited should have a good image and temperament. He, no." The beautiful girl wearing a high-square cheongsam couldn't escape. She probably felt embarrassed to tell Peng Cheng, so she told Beibei this way, and finally she reluctantly frowned and looked at Peng Cheng in disgust like a white man who looked at the black man.

Beibeiton felt that her face was burning, and the beautiful girl looked at her with contempt, as if she was wondering whether she had any problems, how could she be alone and find such a flawed man? At this time, Peng Cheng was standing at the corner of the hotel. He was so cowardly that he dared not face the denial alone. Perhaps he had seen more than Beibei because of the rejection of the scar, or because he was more inferior than Beibei, so he seemed even more afraid.

Beibei understood him immediately. She turned her head to look at him, and saw him turn around unnaturally. A stream of sympathy suddenly came. She covered up, hoping that the harm of that sentence would not really hurt Peng Cheng, but Peng Cheng walked around and didn't dare to look at the towering gate anymore.
Chapter completed!