Wisdom and Proper Dumbness
Six days later, Peng Cheng called his first call after leaving. He seemed very happy that day, as if he was full of hope for the future. It was a sense of psychological stability, and he insisted on pretending to be mysterious. He told Beibei that he had settled in the county town, and he said that he had found a new job and planned to start over there.
"What job?"
Beibei asked him obediently and softly. She asked several times, but Peng Cheng couldn't tell her whether he could tell her. In the end, he thought he was so excited that he couldn't hide it anymore, so he said, "I plan to work with my brother Suo to work in a small restaurant. My brother Suo pays for it, let's work together."
"Brother Suo agrees to pull it?" This doesn't sound like a very cost-effective deal. Beibei thought Brother Suo would have some doubts, but Peng Cheng agreed immediately, as if it was taken for granted.
"Um!"
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The tragedy of a woman's life is generally caused by laziness, excessive dependence and infinite desire for impracticality. This is simply terrible. Why do human women alone desire independent survival like most female animals in nature? Perhaps the reason is that it originates from men, because human men do not desire freedom and are willing to bear the punishment of freedom, just like other male creatures in nature.
This seems very contradictory. Greed makes people pursue it all their lives and are never satisfied. Therefore, people always try to get two things that are inherently opposed, and confidently believe that they can find a balance between the two, and then give those essentially the same things a fresh name, which is called a new thing. Human creativity and self-hypnosis are pushed to the extreme in this process, which is a true balance, wisdom and appropriate dullness.
Love is the most ineffective thing, but especially women, it is women, and they are flocking to it. They didn't even understand what love is? They fell into love and were paralyzed*.
What exactly is love?
Answer: Love is like you are in a state of distraction, and you are not on the same side as the men.
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After that beautiful night of moonlight, Peng Cheng obediently went back to the dark scene for two days to work. No one could understand his behavior. Whether it was a thick man or the aunt in a floral skirt, they seemed to be unable to restrain him anymore, but even so, he insisted on going back. Even Beibei repeatedly reminded him that he turned a deaf ear. He must go back there. As for why he wanted to go back, he never mentioned it.
Then one day, if he thought about it carefully and couldn't even tell which day it was, he disappeared quietly, like a refugee who suddenly ran away, and then the next six days of painful waiting. Now that things come, maybe he left earlier, he decided to leave. He said that the old lady in the flower skirt asked him to sweep the floor, and he always said that, as if she was full of anger.
Peng Cheng's cell phone just ran out of power those days, and there was no way to contact him. A man who insisted on going to work in a dark scene was so far-fetched that he couldn't even say the reasons. He thought he was angry, so Beibei ignored him. Coincidentally, he didn't contact Beibei. When she couldn't help it, the phone could not be answered. Before that, he only took advantage of the last little power to call the girl, saying that he was going to the county town and had something to do, and he didn't know how long he would be able to come back.
He has his world, and no one can get in, he doesn't come out, and no one can know what he thinks in his world, and he doesn't want anyone to know.
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Beibei was waiting anxiously. No matter how complicated the relationship with Peng Cheng was before, it turned into a multiplier longing in the days when he couldn't see him, which tortured her heart. That day, Peng Cheng called to report his safety, which made the girl excited. Her man still remembered her. She complained about why Peng Cheng called and why he didn't think of him, but those answers were no longer important. What was important was that this man was back, maybe it was for her.
"My wife, I haven't even found her. I don't have the right to call you." Peng Cheng's joy was like a happy bird poking his head out, like the rice in the palm of his hand. No matter how tightly you want to wrap it, it will still leak out.
"Wife, I've just finished it, so I called you. Brother Su and I paid the deposit in the morning. Will you rest tomorrow? Come and take a look, see if your husband has lived here before."
Beibei remembers the place that Peng Cheng mentioned, in the best commercial housing community in the local area, it is a building facing the street, close to the gate of the community. She was curious about that place. She really wanted to see what the place where Peng Cheng had been living in was like and how hard it would be.
"Okay, I'll come to see you tomorrow." Beibei said, pinching the secret joy in his heart.
Peng Cheng on the other side of the phone smiled.
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But, how can it not hurt?
Of course Peng Cheng felt pain, but he didn't feel it hurt. He naturally had to lose something if he gained something. It was the price he expected, and it was nothing. But he didn't expect it at the time. Even if he took the 1,600 yuan of electric money, he still had no chance to carry the key on the cat machine.
In his memory, it was also the moonlit night. On the third day after that, he finally saw all this clearly. He must have paid for 1,600 yuan, and not only did he pay it, but he was surprised to find that he had become a hot potato that no one avoided in the waste purchase station, a pitiful laughing stock that he sympathized with. You must know that he would never return to the position he loved again. He could only sweep the floor and plaster in this huge basement, like an outsider without a staffing, and even the old lady broke up and never asked him to pay back the money.
It can be seen that the aunt hoped that he could leave quickly, and it would be better to run away without a single body. The farther away, the better, so that she would not always see him, and never give him some color. Peng Cheng's existence turned into human underwear. He was the pioneer in challenging authority in this scene. Even the aunt who loved wearing Maserati vests gave him a thumbs up. Brother Hei seemed to be unable to restrain them arbitrarily anymore.
So that night, at the busiest time in the venue, Peng Cheng was ordered to get off work. Brother Hei said he could come back tomorrow morning. Then, he pushed his bicycle to the downstairs of Beibei's house. He called her and said he was going to the county town.
"Isn't this okay? Why are you going to the county town?" Beibei was reluctant to leave Peng Cheng, although she knew the result of going back. She was always reluctant to leave Peng Cheng. She was always unaccustomed to his willing turbulent life. All she wanted was to maintain a specific pace of life in a specific place, go to work and get off work, and there were only two stops in the middle, so that everything should not be changed well.
Chapter completed!