Beibei felt indescribable. They walked side by side towards the station. Instead of letting Peng Cheng go out to rob or steal if he had no money, it might be better. If you can't be together, and leave him a good way out, what's wrong? It's not that there is no man who relies on women to support him. Not being glorious alone is nothing. If you can live well, it is better than anything else.

Peng Cheng was also silent and just walked. He was a little anxious. He thought Nan was still waiting for him. He looked at Beibei and knew her grievances. He didn't know whether to coax her or not. It was impossible to explain anyway. Besides, I thought Nan couldn't wait for so long, so the phone would come later.

"My wife, I just stutter."

"Okay, you go!" Beibei spoke helplessly, trying to pretend to be happier, but that seemed not easy.

"Don't be angry." Peng Cheng grabbed her, hugged her in his arms, stopped talking, but just hugged her tightly.

"I'm not angry, you go!" she said.

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Peng Cheng's heart probably had already flew away! Beibei was lying in his arms, thinking sadly, which moved her herself. However, she didn't think that way in her subconscious mind, and it was not easy to deceive herself. She broke free from his arms and seemed to be about to escape. Peng Cheng hurriedly grabbed her hand. He looked at her seriously, and saw that she no longer struggled. The two of them walked silently in the snow.

"Wife, are you cold? I'm not cold at all now. This cotton jacket is warm." Peng Cheng said, as if just to drive away the embarrassment.

"Just warm, I'm OK." Beibei tilted her head and pretended to smile.

"Wife, then why are you unhappy?"

Beibei turned to face him and bit her lower lip: "I can't be happy."

"Wife, look at you, I've said that I'm just making a living, I'll come back, don't do this." He started to whine, maybe because he wasn't sure either!

"Okay, I know, I just can't be happy. Can you be happy if you don't?"

"But wife, can I feel good about you like this? Can I feel relieved if you are unhappy?" Peng Cheng held the girl's arm hard and pinched her hard, making Beibei hurt. She looked at him and frowned: "Wife, she asked me for money. Let me give her the salary. But I don't want to give it to her, I want to help you pay your debt."

"No, I can pay the debt myself, give her the money! Good luck, maybe she can marry you." Beibei said the more she said, her head lower and lower, counting the colors on the stone road.

"I don't." It seemed to be to show how sincere and firm he was, Peng Cheng grabbed her and shook her hard.

Beibei was a little tired, and she nodded: "Okay, then stop talking about this, go quickly! She is waiting for you! Just give her the money, I don't want you to owe her more."

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It was really cold in winter. Beibei finally got sick and had a high fever. She didn't go to see a doctor because she didn't have money to see a doctor. In short, she wouldn't fall into a coma. She took some antipyretics and drank more water. After the most uncomfortable two days, it would be over. If you ask for money from your family for medical treatment, it would be better to hold on and do it.

After the three-day high fever passed, there was nothing good in Beibei's mouth. There were more than a dozen wounds of oral ulcers everywhere. I couldn't eat anymore and I didn't even bother to say something, but fortunately she knew that everything was over.

After the worst days, Peng Cheng called Beibei.

"Wife, why are you sick? Is it serious?"

"Well, it's much better now." Beibei didn't have much strength. When she felt most uncomfortable, she missed him so much. She lay alone on the bed, her mouth was dry and tasteless. The snow outside the window no longer melted, and it was the same smellless. She wanted to talk to him, would she be happier, but she was so desperate that she could finally speak.

He said he wanted to come to see her, but she refused. This time the cold was very serious. Almost everyone in the company was infected once, and she didn't want him to get sick again.

"Wife, but I miss you!" Peng Cheng's voice sounded so nice, crispy, and the taste that only young boys had. It was exactly what Beibei liked and was full of moisture.

"Oh? It's so rare!" Beibei smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Hey! Wife, I won't take you like this. How uncomfortable will it be for me if I say that?"

"Hmph, OK." The mouth pain has not healed yet, so she tried to say very little.

"Wife, let's meet on my ! You'll be almost ready at that time!"

"Yeah!, probably that."

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Who could have expected it? Even if Beibei didn't spread the cold to Peng Cheng, he couldn't escape and was still sick. It was closer to the New Year. It was just the days of Peng Cheng's . I had agreed with Beibei to meet, but unfortunately I didn't meet. Then I asked Nan for leave and specially celebrated his , and everything was ruined.

Whether it can be good or not is good. Beibei has been preparing for a long time. She has never dared to call Peng Cheng on his all day, but she is uneasy.

The afternoon before, Peng Cheng called her before going to the bathhouse and told her that he might be burning and his throat was as uncomfortable as it was on fire, so he wanted to take a shower first. He was thinking that he was afraid that he would fall asleep in the rest hall, so the young man asked Beibei to call him to go to work at night, but he came out of the bathhouse in less than two hours. He called Beibei and said that he wanted to rest too, so he could not spend his with Beibei.

"Wife, I don't know she has asked for leave, I'm sorry."

Beibei hung up the phone in disappointment, and she had asked for leave. In short, there would be someone who asked for leave for nothing. Humph! It would be better to come to work, at least there would be less random thoughts.

She still really knew herself. The girl's head had not been clean all the next day. She kept waiting and thinking about it. Everything in her memory had woken up, and the noise made no one calm. Until the day of her , Peng Cheng still didn't call.

Beibei never wants to wait like this anymore. She will hallucinate the ringtone of her phone. It is obvious that there is no such thing, but she just feels that she can hear it. In anger, she set the phone to do not disturb and simply let it not ring, so as to save herself from being upset.

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On the night of the second , Peng Cheng made a lot of calls, but they were blocked until his message arrived.
Chapter completed!