"He is indeed a rogue."

Beibei carefully recalled Shao Baige's words and chewed closely between her lips and teeth. She raised her head to look at him, her eyes as clear as if it was a lake that had passed through water. She twitched the corners of her lips slightly. That was really a well-deserved word, only it was the most suitable for Peng Cheng.

"But my feelings are with him, and I want to say no, but in my heart... I don't think it's in my heart. He is even a scoundrel. I like him too. It's not worth it or not. If he is not worth it, what can I do? In short, I can't be confused. Maybe I can only see clearly that he is a beast earlier and stay away from him."

"Why do you want to let yourself continue to love such a person?" Shao Baige finally broke the gentle and restrained temperament of the rich young man who returned to China. He was also confused about why Beibei must do this. Her friend is so worthy of his cherishment. He could not understand where the difficulties she faced. In front of him, it was obviously a smooth road.

"You can find someone to fill it in, and everything will be fine." He suddenly said, and after he finished speaking, he began to think about it carefully, and seemed to feel that this was not safe.

"No, no one can help people's thoughts, even themselves, not to do it. Besides, I don't want to choose an easy path because he is a beast. That's wrong, it's unfair to others, and to myself, and I can't do it either. If true love is painful, why force it on others?"

Shao Baige sat back on the chair dejectedly. This conversation made him exhausted and said something wrong. He didn't know what else he could say, but finally he found a sentence: "How do you know that it was imposed on others?"

This was a bit unexpected. Beibei looked at him for a long time. She was in chaos. She was thinking, and then she became firm. Her eyes staring at him became powerful: "At least I have felt that when you are with someone who doesn't love you, the more you love him, the more painful you feel."

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More than half a month later, Beibei opened QQ and saw that Peng Cheng had not left too many messages, only three of which were given away a long time ago.

During this period, she had never been calm in her heart. She didn't even care about those three messages. Although she believed it herself, it was not true. Anything that is controlled by reason and intelligence is not true love, isn't it? It's the opposite of what happened, and it's even the same as Peng Cheng. Beibei's behavior runs contrary to her uncontrollable inner thoughts. She ignored those three messages, but that was not enough.

Although she was unwilling to know herself, she was more or less looking forward to Peng Cheng leaving her message. It was because of this that she would rush to open QQ, right? She prepared in front of the computer for a long time. It was a sunny day, and there was no one in the office. The wind and sand in the wilderness stopped for a day. She hesitated, opened QQ and entered her password. After a long time of preparation, it was a good day to do some mysterious things. No one came to disturb her. She lowered her head and breathed hard.
Chapter completed!