After returning from the bathhouse, Peng Cheng seemed to be back to his mother. He felt wronged. The world gave him all the injustice, and only here warmed him. He never mentioned going to work anymore, and he was idle again and watched it. Fortunately, he did not go gamble this time. Beibei couldn't explain why, but she just felt that Peng Cheng seemed to be desperate. He didn't talk to her. Except for calling for money when he had no money, he almost silently and never harassed her again, which made the girl feel lost.

People who do not follow the ordinary path will eventually lead to despair. Peng Cheng has become more in love with the Internet. He spends all day in the Internet cafe, like an uncontrolled mental patient. He is so tired that he will go back to rest. After taking a nap for a while, he will hold his energy and fight back to continue.

Peng Cheng was impatient with all Beibei's requests, whether good or bad, or her comfort. He always ignored it, and then he was disgusted as usual. Peng Cheng grasped the rhythm between the two very well. He first acted recklessly and waited for the limit that Beibei could bear. Love was already pitiful in his feelings for Beibei. The only thing that could be seen was that when Beibei was sad and when she felt wronged, Peng Cheng would still be sad, he would blame himself and even suffer, but he had no choice, so that was all.

Then the limit of the arbitrary acts so unbearable that Peng Cheng would coax her. At this time, the girl would always give him face. Unlike the time they started, she had learned her lessons after a few years of getting along with each other. She knew that any illusion like a winner was just a game between a man's thoughts and had no meaning. If it was OK, she even tried not to show it. Once she could not control it well, her despair would make Peng Cheng feel pain in his mind, and then he would yell and force her to pretend that she still loved him so much.

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Peng Cheng followed the principle of not breaking or establishing. He was a wise person. He discovered this from Beibei. The young man found that women's things were mostly impossible to achieve their goal by coaxing them. The only feasible and quick way was to fight. Just like children, you say that children can't fight, some can do it, but most of them can't do it, and women are the same. Some can do it. Some can do it. They even understand that men need to use their brains to deceive them for a long time. Don't take everything seriously.

Unfortunately, there are very few women who understand this principle. For more ordinary women, you have to scold her, otherwise she will never be able to do it. Either this is reluctant or that is unhappy. Just relying on coaxing, it will only be endless. If such a woman is a little bit smart enough to protect herself, it will be completely helpless and they will be very difficult to deceive. Instead, they will fight, and they will be more happy and more effective. After the fight, it will be fine. This will be neither broken nor established.

That period was basically the worst time they had ever experienced. Although there was no third party, it might be more harsh than when there was a third party. Beibei thought about it all over again, maybe if Peng Cheng went to work, everything would be better. He knew how those people cheated money, and he thought he wouldn't get into it.

She thought about this, and there was no other way. Beibei was already helpless about Peng Cheng, and that boy always had the upper hand. She had never explained all the truth to him. Sometimes she herself was surprised that it was his fault, so why could she explain the world clearly? Even though she couldn't explain him clearly, she was even distorted by her own position.

At the same time, Beibei is also unwilling to accept it! In today's society, men don't have cars or houses, and it's so difficult to find a partner, but Peng Cheng doesn't have anything, and he can still be so arrogant in front of women. Whenever he thinks of this, there will be a large shadow in Beibei's heart. Not only is he unwilling to accept it, she finds that even she looks down on herself.

That day, after discussing with Peng Cheng, Beibei called the phone number on the computer again. She made an appointment first and decided to meet the next day. Then the boss said an address and said, "You are here to call me! I will tell you where it is."

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It was really cold that day. Although the spring was already warm, the northwest wind was still whizzing cold. The meeting place was not originally in the dark scene. Perhaps the industry was too shameful to see. The place where the boss made an appointment was in the door of a residential building. Two shivering people and the middle-aged man in his forties lived on the first floor of the building in a dim old fashioned manner, and looked at each other.

The man didn't look like a boss. He had been smoking for a long time, and didn't say much. He asked Peng Cheng how old he was and what he had done before, and then asked if he fell in love with the game hall.

"Love." Peng Cheng looked up. He didn't expect such a childish problem. Seeing a man bowing his head and stepping on the cigarettes, it didn't look like a joke.

"What do you like to play?" The man raised his head and raised his head, and the eyes under his eyebrows glanced at Peng Cheng for such a long time for the first time.

"I love playing the King of Fighters." Peng Cheng smiled shyly. Beibei stood behind him and looked at the person who didn't look like Peng Cheng. She understood what the boss wanted to do and what Peng Cheng wanted to do?

"Are you having fun?" the boss said, taking out another cigarette from his pocket, signaling Peng Cheng to take one, and then taking out a lighter for him.

"It's great to play, always play." Peng Cheng lit a cigarette, took a sip, and smiled embarrassedly.

"Then we won't let it play here."

"Then I know, don't worry, boss, I can't occupy the machine and make the guests unable to play. I can't do that."

This is basically Peng Cheng's wisdom. He said that he never goes to the game hall to play, and 80% of the man would not believe it. How could there be a boy born in the 1980s who has never been to the game hall? Isn't that the current children have never been online?

When the man was about to come, the man didn't say the right thing, and Peng Cheng didn't ask much for the first time. As he was about to be in a state of dismay, the man suddenly said, "You kid, I thought you were not twenty years old! You didn't grow up."

"My wife is almost thirty, I'm not twenty yet." Peng Cheng hurriedly pulled Labeibe's hand, and he looked at her, and the long-lost attachment.

"Smoke less in the future!" The man suddenly said again, in a very embarrassing moment, then threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and stomped it out: "You go home and wait for me! That phone call is..." He raised his eyebrows and looked at Beibei: "Her, I'm calling you."

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After walking far away, I couldn't see the entrance of the building I just met. Peng Cheng suppressed his excitement and said, "My wife, this job is very good. I'll do this. Let's have some good food! I'm all greedy."

"How do you know how to do it?" In fact, the girl also felt that the job was almost safe, but she couldn't see Peng Cheng always looking confident.

"Don't worry! I'll do it."

"What's OK? I didn't say ok." Beibei didn't look at him, lowered her eyebrows and looked at her, only hitting people with words.
Chapter completed!