Everything that seems perfect in this world is an idol drama.

Winter is really coming, and it has never disappointed. At noon on the first day, the sun was still a little sunny, and after a northwest wind the next day, it suddenly became so cold that it could not be reached. In this willful weather, people like Peng Cheng who are afraid of the cold will always feel caught off guard, and he hasn't been back for almost a week.

After Beibei drank three bowls of mutton soup, he became more determined to make her a wife. Peng Cheng held her hand and cherished her so much. He said earnestly that if he didn't want her, then according to Beibei's appetite, he would probably be like this. No man can want her. If he can have enough fun, he will not kick her again.

It can be seen that he was really worried about this. He touched her hair, like a father who was worried about her baby daughter. The girl looked like a slutty man, and she patted her hands without regard for it. Peng Cheng pinched the fat circle of her waist: "I'm worried, why are you so worried? Look at your meat?"

The young man frowned and slapped hard, making the girl cry: "You said you are not as good as Jing'er! If you are so fat, you don't know how to lose weight."

In order to see her every day, Peng Cheng came to the girl's house every morning, had breakfast with her, and then took her to the next stop far away from home, taking the commuter bus to work. This is the person who is a partner, never doing serious things, and it's just for a meeting. As for where Peng Cheng went to the evening, he always told Beibei not to worry.

There is no need to call anymore. Every day, as long as the girl goes downstairs on time, she will see a little slut smoking cigarette butts in the corridor.

After it became cold, he began to stand on the slow-moving platform on the second floor, so that the wind blew in from the entrance of the building would not directly hit him. Peng Cheng had only been wearing that plain dress, not because it was dirty, but Beibei had put on thin down, and his thin clothes could no longer withstand the colder and colder weather.

"Why haven't you been home yet?" Peng Cheng just walked with the girl and walked along the road, like the 80 cents special effect in the old movie, two people connected together. He hugged her shoulders. When the wind passed, the person shivered. The girl looked up and down and asked, "Is it cold?"

"It's not cold, I'm peeing." The young man didn't even look at her, and the muscles in his arms became stiff, he.

"Don't hold it in your urine, it's bad." Beibei smiled and waited for him to continue editing to see what else could be made up.

"I'm not, I'm not cold anyway." He was very stubborn.

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Peng Cheng's home lives in a county town 30 kilometers away. From this mountain city to the outside world, it is a must-pass county town, which is not inferior to the city where Beibei lives. I heard that the richest people in this city are concentrated there, Peng Cheng told Beibei that his family is doing small business in that county town, buying cosmetics, some mascara, eyeliner and other gadgets. He said that his mother opened a store in the county town, and as for his father, he didn't mention it.

"Do you think I'm lying?" Most of the time, when talking about his home, Peng Cheng would ask her this. Perhaps it was because Beibei didn't care about these things, and she never listened to him carefully about the affairs at home.

"No, you can just know your family's affairs yourself. Why are you lying?" Beibei didn't think Peng Cheng had to tell him this. She didn't really want to be with him. For her, it was unnecessary to say these things.

"If I hadn't lost my ID card, I really, you..." The young man sighed deeply: "I really, I have to add one one one one a day, I'll let you see, my family actually lives in the Fanlou here."

This may be just a boast by Peng Cheng. The place of Fanlou is like the Jiangnan Cave in South Korea, the alleys in Beijing, and the old alleys in Shanghai. It is a land where grassroots children like Beibei are worried about their toes and cannot reach them. It is not that high-end, it is the past of a city.

"Just brag! Why don't you say that your family lives in Zhongnanhai?" Beibei looked at Peng Cheng with disdain, not caring at all, and she continued to eat wontons.

The young man didn't understand the cold jokes made by the girl. He hadn't read for a few years. When talking about Zhongnanhai, he didn't explain them clearly. He knew that there was a cigarette called Zhongnanhai. At first glance, he would be stupid enough to tell the difference.

"What I said is true. My mother bought the house here and went there." The young man was always angry and straightened his waist. The more he said, he became taller and taller. He seemed to want Beibei to believe him: "You have to wait for me to get my ID card in a few days. My house used to be here is so cool. The summer is very cool. The walls are all bluestone bricks. I tell you Wen Beibei, now it's just moving. Otherwise, I have to take you to see it. Oh, I'll go, why are you so angry?" Faced with the love that doesn't matter to all this, Peng Cheng's whole body was so strong that he jumped straight. He couldn't even see what she cared about. The girl just smiled and looked disapproving.

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"Can I have breakfast with you every day when I get home?" Peng Cheng glared at Beibei ambiguously. With this glance, the girl felt goosebumps all over the ground. He hugged her waist tightly with both hands, and hugged her just right, shaking her words from Beibei.

"Why are you trembling?" Beibei beat him unhappily. She swallowed the words in one go, and she felt very uncomfortable.

The woods could not stop the wind at all. Fortunately, the studded tree was still strong. The wind was a little hard, and a blow of his head blew. Peng Cheng tightened Beibei's body with both hands, and buried his whole face behind the girl's solid shoulders, and he was humming in his mouth.

"Then aren't you going home?" Beibei was like a mountain rising up, blocking the man's face. The wind slapped her on her thin tweed coat and defeated him. He hugged her so tightly, pressing against her back, and his thin arms emerged from his wide cuffs, layer by layer of tiny protrusions.

"I said I want to accompany you." He said seriously, as if the promise was exactly what she expected.

"You think too much, I really don't need you to accompany you."

"I'll use you to accompany you. I want to see you every morning, okay?" Peng Cheng's muffled roar came from behind him through his coat.

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Several other days without characteristics have passed. That afternoon, Peng Cheng called Beibei and asked her to ask the company to ask for leave. He said there was something important to find her. Before the girl even finished listening to his argument, she flatly rejected him. She didn't want to go back, nor did she think that he could have anything else to do.

"That means you really won't leave, right?" Beibei asked him with his vicious eyes as if he was dead fish. She could no longer understand this willful man.

She should have talked to him earlier. Beibei regretted it. She never thought that Peng Cheng would choose to find a job, so she had never been too entangled, but now thinking about it, she would have just said it would be better.

"Why don't you go home?"

She continued to ask questions without giving up, so he stopped cooperating. He refused to answer all Beibei's questions like a scoundrel. He asked in a hurry. He then raised an angry face and said, "What else do you say for you?"

This is really an interesting answer. He said he was for her. Regardless of whether Peng Cheng really believed it, only Bebe was willing to believe it. This lie was extremely comfortable.

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"Don't your mother look for you?" There is a very rustic word, saying that at any time, we must understand how humble and ignorant we are, but at this moment, the girl obviously can't find the North.

"I tell you, if your mother comes to find you, she will find me..." Beibei didn't think about how to deal with him at that time, so she choked back halfway through her words.

"Hey! Your mother hasn't called you these days?" The defeat was decided, and she knew nothing. She just felt incredible. The woman who gave birth to a boy was so heartless. If the child didn't go home, she wouldn't know how to look for it?

"I won't go home anymore. I told her that I won't go home anymore. What did she do for me?" Peng Cheng was so angry that he was asked and said casually.

"You are not going home? Have you run out of your home? You told your mother that you are not going home?" Beibei was still a little surprised: "If you are not going home, your mother will not look for you?" She repeated again. This was a logical loophole, so she couldn't figure it out, but she didn't figure out why it didn't work, but Peng Cheng understood it.

"Why didn't my mom look for me?"

"Then how did your mother find you? What did she say?"

Peng Cheng was anxious for a moment, your mom, your mom, the two seemed to be cursing, and he couldn't keep up with his brain: "She called my friend and asked me where is my little Peng Cheng?"

"And what did you say?"

"I said I won't go home?" The young man turned his face and didn't want to look at her. He seemed unwilling to answer this question.

"Didn't she ask why you didn't go home?"

"I asked." He was absent-minded and responded with a humming voice.

"Then what did you say?"

"I said that for a woman, she was named Wen Beibei." The left and right could not escape. He stared at him and said without giving in at all, nor wandering.

"Can your mother agree to find a woman who is so much older than you? Why don't you go home?" The girl was so eye-catching. She glanced at him contemptuously, as if she didn't believe his words.

"Don't worry about this, I won't go home if I don't agree!" He was so hard that he opened his mouth.

"Then are you running away from home?" The girl tilted her head, and seemed to be an increasingly stranger in front of her. She did almost everything she didn't understand, which made her stunned, but he seemed unwavering.

Perhaps Peng Cheng didn't think he would make the chat like this at the beginning. He also felt the stones across the river and walked forward step by step. Fortunately, people are often the most likely to not see their position clearly, and then help those who are not ready to prepare enough.

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Working in a hotel, it provides accommodation there, right in a residential building upstairs of the hotel. Although the conditions are average, there is no problem with living. Peng Cheng told Beibei that it would be fine if you have this job, everything is solved, and he can accompany her every day with food and accommodation.

"I'll say it again, I don't need you to accompany me." Beibei shook his arm away, time and time again.

The young man always laughed, was thrown away, and followed him to hug the girl: "It's okay, I know you're angry, I'm a slut."

Beibei repeatedly lobbies Peng Cheng and asks him to go home. She tells him that the weather outside will get colder and colder, and he can't do without clothes.

"I stayed in the hotel all day, what are I afraid of?" The young man disagreed and said, he straightened his back and looked very fearless.

"Do you know how tired you work in a hotel? That big pot, look at the fish we ate that day, how big the pot, just like you are as thin as the seedlings. Can you do it? Isn't it good to go home to see the store with your mother? Selling eyeliner, the thing is fine and not heavy, can't it be?"

"Can I watch you when you get home? What should I do if you run away?"

Perhaps this is what Peng Cheng cares most about, and it is what convinced Beibei among all his reasons. He kept holding Beibei on his shoulder for a long time, and said angrily: "Can the boiled fish still sink into you?"

There was no trick at all. This boy didn't eat soft and hard food, and didn't get into the oil and salt, which made Beibei so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he didn't speak any more. After a while, he suddenly pulled up the girl's arm holding the phone and lit up the phone.

"Okay, I've put on all my clothes and can't change it anymore. The rest time is up. I'm back. You go upstairs quickly!" He lowered his head, finished speaking in a muffled voice, turned around and walked outside the forest. His legs and feet seemed to be arched by fire, and the two walks were so powerful.
Chapter completed!