He is the softest in my heart.

It's been a long time, I don't know what that is?

Is that meat? I'm not sure.

Later, I found that it was not meat, it was a bud that grew in the flesh in my heart.

As time goes by, the buds grow bigger and bigger, and the older they grow, the more they take root in their hearts.

After that, the roots become deeper and deeper, and the more you pierce it, the more painful it is, and it hurts even more when you pull it out.

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"Wife, I can't think of why I broke up with her." Peng Cheng tightly pinched his brows and said in embarrassment. The off-white scarf was placed on his shoulders, loose and very different from his thin body. He looked a little stronger, and he looked very gentle but powerful.

"Chengcheng, you promised me that you will love me." He was unsure of asking him! Beibei's eyes were so sour, her expectation, and her grievance and praying look moved Peng Cheng. He hugged her deeply.

"Of course I love you! My wife, I only love you all my life, really, never changed." He had never spoken to her so sincerely. It had been a long time since he was tall like a god who came from heaven, and a kind of oppressive magic wrapped the woman in the slightest movement.

"Baibei, I love you, but I have a daughter. I can't think of any reason for me to leave her." At that moment, Peng Cheng's eyes became dim from hope. Seeing that, Beibei's heart broke open, and a crisp sound made. His enthusiasm changed silently like the gradually frozen clear water. The girl wanted to struggle and stop it, but she could only shake her head with no choice but to cry, how could the human heart control it?

"What about me? What about us?" she asked, trying to use her last strength to get the mantis arm in the car. She stared into his eyes so that she could see his truest will, and perhaps there was nostalgia there.

"I won't interfere with you, I will always love you." The most terrifying thing is that she will definitely continue to miss it because he is also nostalgic.

"How long can you love?" A heartbreaking dying struggle.

Peng Cheng muttered, as if he was saying something, but no sound came out.

"What do you want to say?" No matter how he asked, he couldn't make a sound. His mouth was moving, and he was clearly talking.

Beibei finally woke up anxiously, her body tightly next to the bed, and her consciousness returned to reality. Her face was against the pillow, and she was wet and cold. She opened her eyes gently, and the darkness around her was still not adapted to, so she couldn't see clearly. It was just a dream. Fortunately, she woke up, why did her still feel trapped in a dream? She felt so tired.

Beibei continued to lie down without moving. Just as she lifted her eyelids, it was still pitch black. Only the silver moonlight outside the window shone into some bright colors, but it couldn't see her far away.

She didn't want to see the darkness, which made her feel that she couldn't escape this terrible dream.

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The next day, Zhengzhi weekend, a Saturday with nothing special.

Beibei suffered a long sleepless night and fell asleep in a drowsy morning. She slept very hard when she fell asleep. It was past nine o'clock and she had not woken up yet. When she finally woke up, her parents were out for a walk, and she was left with her quilt huddled on the bed.

Peng Cheng called her several times, but Beibei didn't hear it. Looking at the phone, she was a little suspicious. She had not run away yet, but she had already run away to tell herself. The phone rang again, and she was scared and couldn't say what she wanted to do. She was hesitating and dared not answer it.

After a while, Peng Cheng hung up and the girl let out a sigh of relief, but in this breath, the phone rings again and he dials over again.

"Hey." Beibei answered the phone and gently handed it to her ear, asking tentatively, as if there must be some terrifying sound inside, she dodged a little.

"Wife, are you at home?" Peng Cheng said, unable to hear any major events at all, as if every morning after get off work.

"Well, you ran away?"

"I don't have it. I'll come to find you later and someone will follow me." Peng Cheng was still peaceful, and he could be peaceful at any time. Even this kind of betrayal scene was still peaceful.

"What are you looking for me?" Beibei suddenly stopped. Should he run away? He wants to come to find her...

"Wife, don't do this. This big brother is pretty good. Let's discuss it." Peng Cheng continued to persuade him kindly, calm and shameless, without any trace.

"Okay, come here! I'll go downstairs and let's meet and talk."

——

Finally, Beibei met Peng Cheng, like a priest who was caught by the police. He acted like a serious person for the first time, but it turned out to be like this. He was dressed neatly, his shoes were carefully handled, and his head was combed very well. Perhaps he was sweating and he was a little wet on his forehead. He did not have the same temperament as Sun Honglei as before, but he was a little stingy, which made people feel helpless, but he became more and more hated.

Peng Cheng followed a brother in his forties, who was a little fatter than him, and was also thin and energetic. He had jeans, sneakers, a light gray T-shirt on his upper body, and a dark gray jacket on his outside. This man didn't look like a rich boss, but he was very steady and rustic, like a very responsible and calm man. He stood without saying a word and stared at Beibei, but he wouldn't feel uncomfortable. I believe that people in this industry are all from the past, otherwise they wouldn't be so calm.

Crossing the road, Peng Cheng also saw Beibei. He raised his hand and greeted him, and was about to cross the road, looking back and forth like a rat. He walked closer and closer, and the smile that could not be hidden in the corner of his mouth could not be hidden. Beibei also smiled, and Peng Cheng's child-careful shoulder collapsed.

He did not hold Beibei's hand like before, and he acted very well. He turned around and introduced Beibei to the elder brother, and asked again: "Wife, have you eaten?"

Beibei knew that Peng Cheng must have not eaten. It was probably because of this incident, and the elder brother had not eaten either. She looked at him and touched the back of his hand.

"Brother, you didn't eat either! Then I'll treat you to some food, let's talk while eating."

The three of them didn't talk nonsense, so they found a small Huimin restaurant nearby, drank some mutton soup and had a flower roll, all of which were casual. Peng Cheng was very sophisticated, so he first let his elder brother go, maybe they were very hungry, and in a short while the three people who were slaughtered in Kushaku started eating. Beibei soon got full. She was not very hungry at first, and even if she had such a thing, she was full, so she leaned on a chair and waited without saying anything.

Everyone knew in their hearts that who was anxious about this matter would speak first. Peng Cheng felt that the most anxious was himself. The eldest brother felt that the most anxious was Beibei. Beibei felt that the most anxious was Peng Cheng's boss. What a hot potato! Could it be that he could even pinch Peng Cheng's leg for this little money? But if he just let it go, where would he put his face?
Chapter completed!