Beibei quickly ran to the station and just as the bus arrived, she got on the bus and before she got halfway up, her phone rang. The bus was crowded with people, but it was not crowded in her heart, so she had only this thing.

"Hey! That, don't go to the Internet cafe. Don't contact us in the future. Don't come to me." Like all those who felt guilty, Peng Cheng was not skilled in speaking, but he just said with confidence and hung up the phone with a loud noise.

Before Beibei could even say a word, she didn't even react to what Peng Cheng said, and the phone was already hung up. She just felt a heartbeat missed in her heart, like a burp and sweating. Then she got off the car early. After receiving Peng Cheng's call, she got off the car immediately. It was still a short distance away from the Internet cafe. She called Peng Cheng again. This time she was happy and the phone immediately answered: "What do you mean?"

"What does it mean? Didn't you hear it just now?" After only a short while, Peng Cheng was no longer so righteous. He was a little cautious. Perhaps he felt that Beibei's calmness was more scary than verbs, but in short, he looked very imposing.

"I'll ask you again, are you sure, don't contact me again in the future." Beibei never confirmed like this moment. She didn't want to lose this man. Although he had betrayed her for the third time, she still wanted to save their relationship. They had experienced all the relationships together for more than six years, even though she already knew that this man was sleeping with another woman.

"yes."

"Are you sure she can never leave you, are you sure you don't need me anymore, what if she doesn't want you one day?" Is this begging for mercy? Is it necessary to love so humbly? Beibei doesn't know if it's necessary, but she has to do it no matter what.

This is probably a question that both women want to answer. Peng Cheng looked at Yan Nan and was also staring at him. The fool, he cursed Beibei in his heart. He lowered his eyebrows and replied firmly: "Yes."

"Didn't you hear him say it?" A woman's voice rushed over.

There was no reason or excuse to remind him again. Beibei tightly grasped the phone that Peng Cheng bought for her. This phone that she cherished so much that she was very upset when she made a hole. This phone, which was only worth 400 yuan, raised her hand and threw it into the dirty lake near the hospital.

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"Is this time okay?" Without a trace of happiness, Peng Cheng looked at the naked little girl and lost his original love in his heart.

Geda Mei turned around coquettishly: "I didn't let you tell her like this, you were willing to do it!"

"Her business... fuck." Peng Cheng cursed disdainfully, his heart trembled constantly in anger, and his ears almost heard the sound of his heartbeat, and then he trembled all over. He raised his head, and the wrinkles on his forehead accumulated very old. He was too thin, and his thin skin was wrapped around, as if he was a size one, loose: "What does she have to do with us?" He threw his phone on the bedside table, and with a crackling sound, he turned over and pressed the girl under his body.

"I won't say it, hum, you won't be happy if I don't say it!"

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Life always challenges the world's downline again and again, and it always has the same trick. To be fair, although life always sinks and never hides its desires, the world's downline is still lowered again and again until it becomes the bottom line and becomes the conscience of the world's conscience is unbearable. But life is not even satisfied, or it is the real master, because we know that even the bottom line will still be broken again.

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Peng Cheng and Xiangnan finally came to work in the Internet cafe.

It was already past nine o'clock, and the boss was no longer anxious. He took out the cigarette from his bag and lit it. He sat in front of the computer and watched two more TV series. The newlywed wife kept calling, but he still used to persuade him. At the bar, the bright blue light of the computer was shining on his face, flashing his eyes. Peng Cheng was so lucky that he couldn't say whether it was good or bad. He was a good friend, but there were too many idle things?

"Old Peng said, he can arrive at nine o'clock, don't worry, he can arrive." He said calmly to his anxious wife on the phone, doing his best to calm her down, but he himself did not miss the listener. Who knows if Peng Cheng can come?

After his wife had coaxed him, he put down his phone and continued to watch American TV series. The sound of typing on the keyboard in the Internet cafe was only crackling. He caught up with the advertisement. He looked at the wall clock on the door. It was almost ten o'clock, and he was rummaging on the bar and found the phone: "Brother, can you come back?"

"Okay, yes, yes, I'm here now." Peng Cheng seemed to shout, and he ran in as he said, kicking and stomping, and his feet were extremely heavy. He rushed forward with his body as if he was full of bowstrings. The girl in the lamb held his hand tightly, leaning straight backward, falling backwards.

The boss didn't say anything about what he was talking about. Peng Cheng's neck was so long, it was pulled from his collarbone to the back of his neck, and his flesh was opened, and there was red blood. He casually pulled a tissue from the bar and handed it over: "It's bleeding, so you can't go buy some potion!"

"No, it's okay." The young man took the tissue and covered his neck, and threw the lamb girl away. He lowered his head and walked into the bar, asking as he walked: "Is there anything else to explain?" He took out an ID card, swept it on the card opener, threw it out of the bar, and hit the girl with a snap, then fell to the ground.

"Peng Cheng, what are you doing?" Xiang Nan scolded angrily. She pretended not to be like this, so coquettish, which made people feel artificial. She stared at Peng Cheng for a long time, but she didn't see the young man looking at her, but she still couldn't help but laughed.

In any case, I snatched someone else's boyfriend, that was a six-year relationship! That seemed to be the biggest compliment to a woman. Peng Cheng once told her that Beibei was so kind to him that she still couldn't resist her charm. In the end, no one would pay attention to her. The boss and Peng Cheng counted the things in the bar without looking up. Thinking about his determination when he just called Beibei, the girl was filled with joy. She picked up her ID card and went to the hall with a pretty smile to surf the Internet.

"No." The boss said no, but he still looked at Yan Nanduo. The girl's lips were red, and the corners of her right mouth were swollen. It was also a fresh hole. It was impossible to tell whether it was bitten, but he did not hesitate to believe that it was bitten.

Peng Cheng tilted his head and saw the boss frowning and staring at Yan Nan. He dressed as if nothing had happened: "I just made a quarrel, so I came late."

"Oh!" It had nothing to do with him at first, so the boss responded, took out a small bag, put the cigarette and mobile phone in, and said a lot of extravagance: "Actually, Lao Peng, your wife is really good, better than her."

Peng Cheng tilted his head and looked at him, and said awkwardly: "I know, it's okay, my wife doesn't know this."
Chapter completed!