"Wife, where are you?" Peng Cheng's words were weak and not even very coherent. He had just lie down and stretched out his muscles and bones. The parts on his body seemed to be squeezed, leaving in pain and stretching, and when he heard it carefully, there was a little sound.

"Chengcheng, where have you been?" Beibei's inner surprise actually resisted everything she had scolded him in the past three days, without missing a single one.

"I'm lying down!" He hummed with a little bit of comfort, Peng Cheng replied. He hadn't seen Liangzi yet. After turning on the computer, the first thing he thought of was Beibei. She called a lot of calls, and the sound of the call reminder was endless, forcing him to think of her.

"Wife, I'm fine, don't worry about me." As he said that, his dry lips seemed to move again. He raised his hand and rattled his arms. He yelled pretentiously, swallowed deeply, and breathed a long sigh.

"Have you eaten? Are you hungry?"

As long as she came back, everything seemed to be fine. The moment Beibei saw the caller ID, she felt relieved of all her anger at Peng Cheng. She asked for food with a light look. It turned out that her contempt for herself was so vulnerable.

"No! I'm not hungry now, I'm just tired." Peng Cheng took a deep breath and turned over carefully. The swelling of the joints was sore and comfortable. The young man felt very good. After going to bed, he asked again: "Wife, when will you get off work?"

"Tomorrow morning! Don't you go to work today?"

"Oh, yes!" He snorted and laughed, and just remembered that he was on duty today. Both of them knew it well, so they didn't continue to ask more questions.

"Wife, come here after get off work tomorrow!"

"Um!"

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Standing in different places, the scenery you see is always not.

You are looking at yours, I am looking at mine, and from my position, I can’t see the mountains and rivers you see, how can you know your helplessness? You are looking at your position, I can’t see my mood, how can you know my hopes?

Don’t force it, no one can live for others. A husband and wife are just a man and a woman who holds common ideals for lifestyle and looks in the same direction.

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Peng Cheng lay on the bed, with the gentle support of the bed. Every place next to the ground was a little painful, a little pain, like a tickling hand, passing through the stiff muscles for a long time, making people greedy. It was strange that he didn't feel it for those three days. Now that he lay down, Peng Cheng felt so tired that he couldn't get up even if he died. These days, he was still thinking about feeling emotion, but he only remembered these things, and it was the next day to wake up.

Liangzi slept on the upper bunk beside her, holding the quilt as if she was holding her big lips. From time to time, the hips were twitching twice, like the last two strokes of a man, short and powerful. The young man looked at Liangzi for a long time before he woke up completely. The sun outside was shining with green green through the dirty glass window. It was not early morning, so he hurriedly found his phone. It was almost eleven o'clock, and more than a dozen unknown calls on his phone were probably home.

Peng Cheng walked back again. Today, he felt that all the fragments on his body had come back. He groped and dialed Beibei's phone: "Wife, where are you?"

"I'm going home, why did you answer the phone?" Beibei's love affair was a pretentious relationship between a woman and a man. She said angrily, but she didn't slip into Peng Cheng's ears.

"I fell asleep, but I didn't hear it. I've been too tired these two days." The young man said that he was too tired, and he still felt it was not very appropriate and he was stumbling.

"cut."

The girl cut it up coquettishly, and she missed her timidity in her heart, which made Peng Cheng feel relieved. He said, "Then come and find me!"

As the lips and teeth were rubbing, the girl muttered in slightest: "I won't go, they are all men."

No matter how vague he mumbled, he would be muttered to others. No one could understand. Peng Cheng would naturally understand. He said, "Can I still live in the same room with my daughter?" He was generally impatient and was pretentious about the woman: "You come out! I'll go find you."

"Um!"

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Peng Cheng is here in the casino again.

There are many people in the casino today, covering a few machines that cannot be lit up, so there is no empty space. Peng Cheng stood alone next to the small refrigerator, and was squeezed back and forth by more people later, and then retreated slightly. He didn't bring any money today, and he always felt a little shivering.

On the other corner, he saw Sister Luo's son also. The vulgar fat boy looked around and didn't look at his side. I thought he had seen Peng Cheng coming a long time ago, so he would be particularly avoiding it. Since he ran into the cafeteria that time, both of them were a little embarrassed. They pretended not to see it, but they were reluctant to leave, and they were always looking forward to others leaving first.

After having dinner with Beibei, Peng Cheng felt that the room was very hot. He lifted his clothes up and exposed his belly, and felt a little bored. For example, people and things in the third space, he felt that he seemed to be isolated from the people in the casino. He subconsciously felt that those people could not see him, but he could clearly see them, not only them, but even the dirty desires in their hearts.

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More and more people are gambling. There are always people coming up from the stairs, and more people come down from the machines. They are embarrassed to take out the chips they have when they are about to pour them into the refrigerator before they can be counted. If they win again, they can stand in front of the small refrigerator for a while.

The refrigerator is like an honor and reward. Only those who still have money or have not lost all are qualified to stand at the closest position to the refrigerator and play around with it wantonly. Over time, more and more people are burning their hands. They can't stand and watch others play. Peng Cheng is squeezed and hit by more people, and he can no longer pretend to be the third world. Gradually, he began to feel his head is also getting hot.

When she was having dinner, Beibei gave him fifty yuan. She originally wanted to give her one hundred yuan, but he stopped her and only took fifty yuan in order not to touch the machine anymore. So many people lost all of them, and they became fools. So many people pushed up again and became fools. Peng Cheng felt a little hot and sweaty. He put his hands in his pocket and touched the fifty yuan.

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"Wife, that thing is not reliable!" The young man put down the chopsticks in his hand, and seemed to feel a little moved.

"You only know!"

As Beibei said this, Peng Cheng shuddered and looked at her face. The watery spirit on the calm face was as beautiful as it did not turn into a ferocious female ghost. He lowered his head and said, "There is no win in this thing! I think everyone loses."

The girl raised her eyelids and looked at her, and seemed a little proud: "Chengcheng, stop playing in the future."

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He had just promised Beibei not to go out to play in the future, but when he touched the money, he trembled. Sweat stuck the money softly. Seeing that so many people had lost and so much money, a stream of blood rushed to the top of his head. Suddenly, he turned his head and ran downstairs. The breeze outside the door blew, and there was a sour smell that only garbage had, which made people feel cool in an instant.
Chapter completed!