After careful calculation, there was no news about Peng Cheng in the past three or four days. In the first two days, Beibei did not contact him. Now, the girl really couldn't hold on anymore, and Peng Cheng even turned off the phone. The pain and torture time always seemed to be filtered through a trunk, becoming more and more real and long, and Beibei's unwillingness became stronger and stronger. As soon as the money was received, the people were gone, and the people were gone, just to make some money. The feeling of being deceived was like wearing newly bought clothes on the muddy road, but he fell happily.

Wisdom is generally the most annoying thing. If you think more thoroughly, you will become more thoroughly. Everything is clear and clear. Beibei knows that the more he deliberately does not call him, the more he cares about it. No matter what he does, he will just struggle to die. Instead, the more he struggles, the more he deliberately cannot be calm.

When she broke up in the woods that day, she was happy to escape. Everything Peng Cheng did and said was so heartless that she forgot to pretend. She stopped at the corner of the entrance of the building, and that was the last place she could see Peng Cheng's location in the woods, so she twisted her little daughter's thoughts and looked back. She remembered that at the beginning of the two of them, he would always wait at the entrance of the building, the most inconspicuous position, waiting for her to look back at him, and would not be willing to let go of every gaze of her.

Behind the loved ones, there were probably a pair of gentle eyes. Every time they looked at each other with affection, they were like the sun, releasing the warm light to support the large desolation behind them, dispelling the darkness, but this time, Peng Cheng was no longer there. It was an unlucky omen. Beibei's delicate heart fell down as soon as he let go, and fell to the ground. It was both cold and hard, and it fell without any signs and it hurt.

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It's been a long time since she had such a sour feeling today. The girl always deliberately avoided her and didn't touch him. She didn't hate her. She knew that she was thinking about escaping, but she was even more timid in her hometown. She couldn't leave. Even if Peng Cheng never stopped her, the more he didn't care about her, the more she was careful and determined. She didn't want to be too close to others, but she was always calm.

Beibei couldn't understand herself, and she even looked down on herself. She felt that when she was young, there would be no love between men and women. If it weren't for hatred, she would have been strangers from now on. She should be so arrogant! But when the truth came to her, it turned out that black and white were far from so clearly visible. She not only thought about it, but even missed her. This made her look down on herself more and more. The conflict made her no longer want to mention him, but she didn't know where to start.

I passed the long-term loss, but now I can't resist this look. Beibei turned off his phone in aggrievedly, thinking that he would ignore him again this time. I can change my mind. The woman's small thoughts made her feel ridiculous. What's the use of turning off the phone? It was just that she was shouting to herself, and Peng Chengding didn't notice it. He was entangled, Beibei repeatedly turned on the phone, turned it off again, and then changed the angle and thought about it and opened it again, but there was no Zhupu back and forth.

It's like the question of whether there is a chicken or an egg first. As long as you think about it repeatedly, it makes sense again and again. Beibei shouted exhaustedly and finally understood this truth. So she began to try to find an answer for herself, saying that it was because she was afraid that Peng Cheng would call again for money, so she had to turn off her cell phone.

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At this moment, the person really calmed down, but is it really the reason? She didn't even dare to question herself, and didn't dare to think about it again. People are indeed contradictory, so complicated that they don't need to look at the whole world, so that they can be entangled enough, and they are in a dilemma and never get tired of it.

Thinking of this, she smiled bitterly and shook her head. She couldn't feel comfortable in her heart. After a whole night, Beibei turned out the phone and the next night. She turned on the phone, and the mono music sounded like a knife, cutting her eardrums. Just as the words on the digital blue screen appeared, she hurriedly stuffed her phone into her bag and stopped looking at it. Then she calmly washed her face, went to the bathroom, and slowly made three first-class moves. After everything was done, she took out her phone and looked at it.

There was no change on the blue screen or when the phone was turned on. Beibei sighed lightly, her straight back was breathing, and she piled up, and all the spirit in her eyes was gone. This was obviously as she expected, probably because she was getting more expectant, and suddenly she felt even more pitiful.

A stubborn spirit couldn't help but rise. Beibei picked up the landline at home and dialed his mobile phone number. It was ding-ring and rang so quickly. The girl let out a sigh of relief, her shoulders drooped, and she was exhausted. It was indeed a signal. He really didn't contact him, and the phone was not broken.

All of Beibei's hopes were confirmed, and there was no more possible excuses. No matter what he had planned, it was just her wishful thinking hope.

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Three days later, Peng Cheng had been running on the road that could not turn back for too long, and he really couldn't turn back. He had never returned to work. For three days and three nights, he couldn't sleep and didn't feel tired. What else should I do now? The young man was a little hesitant, and he didn't think about the consequences when he was doing things. He lost money, even if he regretted it, he was desperate. He also had Liangzi's, big lips, Xiaodou's, Erjun's, and who else? There was a trace of abnormality in Peng Cheng's head. It was not painful, just like a straw was stirred in the solidified yogurt. By the way, there was also Sister Luo's.

With so much money, he sat on the curb in front of the bus stop. He closed his eyes helplessly, but he felt a little happy and laughed out loud. He had cheated so many people for money, so he was really capable.

When he came out of the second floor of the little girl, he wanted to run away, but his feet were out of control and walked to the bus stop. Could it be that he had to take the bus? Peng Cheng knew it was impossible, it was all nonsense, he didn't really want to run away, what should he do if he ran away? He just couldn't find a way out and didn't know where to go.

Looking around from afar, on the street in the early morning, all the sound objects were always covered with cold colors, like pictures after variegated colors, old and real. About three minutes later, Peng Cheng suddenly walked forward firmly, and along the way out, he returned to the dark field. At this time, there were more people in the dark field, and gamblers were probably the most diligent. These people almost all looked in front of them as if no one was around, like a dull psychopath.

Peng Cheng stood in a small corner and watched those people playing in the dark scene. They were people with money in their pockets. The rest of the fun were like him and those who had no money. I was afraid that they were all jealous. This sounded very pitiful, but he just wanted to watch it quietly. He wanted to see what was going on in the dark scene? Why can no one win money? Peng Cheng firmly believed that as long as he didn't play, he could always see the clues. What was going on in the dark scene? How could there be so many people in the dark scene?
Chapter completed!