The girl named Xiangnan, and is because her father is Song Nan, and she doesn’t care about her father.

Xiangnan's home is on the upper floor of this Internet cafe. The balcony on the top floor is like the balcony of Juliet's house in Shakespeare's novel. Peng Cheng would stand at the door of the Internet cafe every day, waiting for her to go upstairs. The layers of sensing lights were turned on and dimmed, and then she showed off from the balcony and started with disdain.

No matter how disdainful I look at it, I always keep my gestures in my heart. That day was like spring and flowers blooming. It was a rare and peaceful day in winter, and it was a gift from me. Under the eaves at the door, the melted snow water drips all over the floor. The night before, I slept in the private room in the Internet cafe all night. She just didn't want to go home, so she cut it in the private room, so she didn't want to get up. She snatched it until the next morning, and the boss also came, and Peng Cheng went to the private room to call her out.

The two people seemed to be lovers who had no more focus. Peng Cheng's arms hooked against her slender waist, and he was so thin that he was very comfortable. I really deserved his girl, thin and white, unhealthy Qingbai, although she was not outstanding.

Walking past the little boss, the young man who rarely talked stopped Peng Cheng: "Old Peng, please send her out first, that's something to say."

"Ah? OK."

Peng Cheng was secretly happy. When he had thought of Nan, he made him secretly happy. He was so happy that the little boss frowned, and he was making gestures but couldn't speak: "Old Peng, aren't you married? This is not..." The little boss wanted to speak but stopped. He had seen the matter with this female netizen earlier. It was nothing that a man had a little external intention, but he always thought that Peng Cheng was just a little external intention.

The young man snorted and laughed, as if proud: "Okay, I'll leave first, it's okay, don't worry." He didn't say much anymore. From the advice of friends, the boss could say enough to this point.

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He walked out of the Internet and rushed around. He wanted to stand on the steps of the outside in his blue coat. The dark blue fabric was cotton and very rough. It was bought by Beibei because he had no money this year, so he was only enough to buy this kind of bargain.

Want to stand in front of the wind, she rarely put on makeup. Maybe she has too many bumps, so it is not easy to put on her face again. She is a beauty in the distance. Looking at Shuyou Congzhi from afar, she looks like a woman, clear and upright, which is a very bland beauty. Although there are not many people that can be seen, Peng Cheng likes his taste. He ran over a few steps and hugged her waist. The girl must have not woken up yet, and her body was pulled over like a water plant, which made Peng Cheng frown happily.

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It turns out that a person’s changes come much faster than the change itself, but Beibei didn’t show this time. Without the comparison of love, perhaps this change is really hard to detect. It has been too long and too long, and that feeling has long been connected in her heart. It took a while for him to call him when Peng Cheng was out of money. He really looked like the parents of a three-year-old child, and he always had no news on weekdays.

"Wife!" I could hear Peng Cheng typing on the keyboard, and the Internet cafe was very noisy.

"Hmm?" Beibei responded in a hoarse voice, waiting for him to continue saying something.

"When will you come and see me!" Even Beibei himself would not misunderstand the question and answer of Peng Cheng's implicit question and answer. It's really not that he missed her, he was hungry, but he knew that she would not be happy to be honest.

Peng Cheng is a smart person. He has known that girl with a pimple face for too short. This is the time for men to invest.

It is the behavior of a silly man who does not invest and expects a return. Peng Cheng's image has always been well established. He is a small boss who loses his family's fortune in business. He just goes to the Internet cafe to make a transition. Such an identity and such value cannot be paid to women for themselves. So when Peng Cheng reminiscing with Geda Mei, most of the actions are generous, just like when he first met Beibei, he is generous and selfless.

The money was very dangerous at that time. The wool came from the sheep, but in the Internet cafe. Sometimes it was spent hard, even if Peng Cheng avoided too much consumption, he would still be in a difficult situation. As a last resort, he could only call Beibei during the gap between flirting with the girl Tuda and make a living.

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Beibei has been completely dragged down by Peng Cheng. If he didn't work, she would probably have no money to support him. In the first month of work, Peng Cheng gave all his salary to Beibei, but compared to the debts she owed, it was really a drop in the bucket. Beibei's money was not even enough for Peng Cheng to have a meal, but she still borrowed money to support him as much as possible, but his expenses were still too large for her. She didn't know why the money was gone, but in short, it was all gone.

Without money, Peng Cheng would never call again if he was not hungry. This made Beibei feel cold, but it was understandable. He could only repeatedly savor the loneliness and humility in his heart during all the time he spent raising money.

She was thinking about everything, thinking about everything, thinking about Peng Cheng calling, their conversations, the details of each sentence, and self-arrangement again and again, and even moved herself to cry. She actually wanted to get these things.

"Cheng Cheng, you're hungry and look for me! Do you don't love me anymore?" This is indeed nonsense. Whoever is serious wants to ask, so Beibei always asks.

"Don't keep doing it all the time?" Peng Cheng gently threw an excuse. He didn't like to listen to this. Can he love her? But he was too lazy to answer. Can he still tell the truth?

The facts once again have strong evidence. There is no need to communicate between the couple. If you don’t love, you don’t love anymore. Can you love after communication? The key to the problem is that it is so strange. Communication can never achieve the most real demands. As for other people, if you can communicate, they will be properly self-disciplined without communication. If you cannot communicate, you will not be able to communicate. It is useless to teach him a lesson by choking him. Just like a desperate person who still does bad things after he is released from prison, he still kills people. It is not because there is no communication at the warning, but because killing is what they want to do the most.
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