One after another, Beibei left the door first, and Peng Cheng followed him out. The girl walked in front and just after leaving the Baigang gate, Peng Cheng pushed her from behind and accelerated her pace. The two of them turned around the corner of the building and arrived at the open space on the side.

"Babe, what do you think you are going to do?" Peng Cheng opened his mouth first. He stood near the corner of the building, pressed against the wall, and looked sideways at the Internet cafe gate. There was no one there, which was very good, and Xiangnan did not follow him out.

"She won't let you answer the phone." Beibei always answered questions that irrelevantly. What she wanted to say was not actually the same sentence. What she wanted to say... Alas! She wanted to say too much and never explained it clearly.

Peng Cheng let out a long sigh. Beibei was really making him laugh and cry. He understood more than anyone else what she was trying to do: "What are you always asking me for? She always said that I was lying to her in partnership with you. You said that you always tossed like this, isn't this a mess?"

"But I feel like you can't come back, and you don't miss me anymore."

Beibei may be too obsessed with men’s miss. Her sincere appearance really makes Peng Cheng’s mockery. She is not childish. He feels that she says you don’t miss me anymore. It sounds so greasy that makes people feel uncomfortable in the stomach.

"What do I miss you for? Do we have money? Is it useful to split up? "The young man stared at her and asked her. The greasy feeling made him disgusted. "Don't miss me anymore?" Why did she have the nerve to say it?

"Babe, who do you think I love?" He pointed to the Internet cafe's door and asked her, frowned deeply, and then looked carefully at the Internet cafe's door: "You said I don't love you, can I hit her? She quarreled and scolded you, ah?"

Yes! How could there be no love? Beibei's nose suddenly felt sore. She listened to Peng Cheng's admonition timidly, and then she nodded, feeling something was indescribable. "Then do you say you don't want me to look for you again in the future?"

"Then what did you ask me to say? You're so rich?"

"Tsk!" Beibei tilted her head and became pretentious.

"Wife, can you wait for me honestly? I will call you once I have time. Isn't this inconvenient? If you make trouble like this, then we will be fine." Generally, I don't like to hear her pretentiousness, and Peng Cheng seemed more impatient.

"What does it mean? Then what do you mean?" Beibei seemed to be a hedgehog who had been stabbed, and she suddenly started to prick.

"What do I mean? Can I hit her if I love her? Isn't it just for some money? Isn't it just a matter of making a living? Is there anything I love or not? I love a dad."

"Then you say..."

"What do I say? What can I say? Can I let you leave me?" Peng Chengshen breathed a sigh of relief. He held Beibei's hand, leaned over and pecked her lips: "Wife, go back quickly! I can't walk for too long. We're cheating people about money. You still have to do this. Aren't you smashing your husband's place?"

"Yeah!" The girl didn't agree. She felt bad, but she had no way to argue.

"Okay, then I'll go in. Don't mess with me like that. You can go back early! My husband won't give you it."

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Any transformation will be painful, and the process of denying self-reshaping will always have repetition and cost. A long time after that, it was like the repetitions before, and all three of them were exhausted. Beibei gradually got used to Peng Cheng's helplessness and irritability. He always said that he would come back. Every time she was on the verge of despair, he would tell her that he would come back, but he would not mention when he would come back. It was like a reason to deceive her to coax her, which was a kind of excuse, but she persisted and insisted on for no reason, and couldn't bear to let go.

She was still searching everywhere, and Xiangnan was still beaten every time she was found. The conflict in her heart made Peng Cheng start to tremble, and all the harm to Beibei was painful. The more she was, the more he hated it. All this was blamed on Xiangnan. Can't she leave a way for Beibei? Can't she not stimulate Beibei? He gradually became more and more confused. Even when they were only the two of them together, even if there was no Beibei's painful shout, Xiangnan was beaten.

Peng Cheng beat her and became the norm. He put all his annoyance and reluctance on this woman, and his guilt towards Beibei. Beating her was the reason why he could not leave her.

"Husband, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I shouldn't be quarreling around while you are playing games. It's all my fault. I'm ignorant, I..."

Peng Cheng felt very comfortable when Xiangnan was so naive that she sat on the plastic bench beside her, muttering with tears in her eyes, and being polite. He no longer brought condoms. He didn't like to be wrapped in plastic. He even made up a set of things he wanted to say when admitting his mistakes and let Xiangnan recite them. As long as they were a little unhappy, Xiangnan would recite these words like this, regardless of the occasion, no matter whether it was right or wrong.

"Husband, I was wrong, please forgive me!"

Xiangnan finally finished speaking and breathed a sigh of relief. She waited for Peng Cheng to say something and stared at his face expectantly. Dong Chong at the bar no longer felt novel. Peng Cheng slowly calmed down while Xiang Nan recited. Then, the people in his game died again, and the whole screen turned gray. It was very exciting. This time he was not angry. He started to regret it as he wished. He reached out to hug her and gently stroked her head.

"Wife, look at how good you are. It's because my husband is wrong. Don't cry."

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It was time to get off work this day, but it was still bright. The sun was peeking at the world where I didn't know. In March and April, the saturation was so high that the bright colors exploded and rushed into my eyes. The three peach trees in front of my house bloomed in one day, and the petals fell. Beibei was in surprise. She pinched her bag and stood at the corner of the building where she could just see the rain of flowers, and held up her head. All this was really wonderful.

She hadn't looked at the scenery around her for a long time, and she also forgot why she didn't see these scenery anymore. Now she has seen each other for a long time. She unconsciously walked towards the direction of Huayu, getting closer and closer, and seemed to be able to see the delicate outline of the heart-wrenching peach blossoms. The last time she went to appreciate life was probably in the early 2009.

In 2009, the peach trees were also there. In fact, those peach trees were there every year, probably blooming like this year, and it was nothing to do with others. She tried hard to recall what she was doing when the peach blossoms bloomed last year? But she couldn't remember it. What about the year before? She couldn't remember it, so what about going forward? As she thought about it, the girl felt sour in her eyes. Why couldn't she remember anything?
Chapter completed!