Riding a motorcycle, Peng Cheng passed the branch of Beibei Company. He staggered and drove the unblocked car to the side of the road. Beibei was not here, even if he was there, he was not here at this time. He supported the ground with two long legs, and the wind pushed it from behind along the road. He took out his cell phone, dialed her cell phone number, and placed it next to his ear.

I remembered that I wanted to call her again. It was the second day. Peng Cheng and Xiao Bao ate some buns at the market head next to the city. After eating, the two of them were squatting at the intersection, and he called Beibei again. Just like the night before, she hung up again.

The young man thought about it. He didn't blame Beibei for being angry, and Beibei should have been angry with him. He sent her a message: "Wife, are you angry? I'm too busy. I miss you, talk to me."

When the sun was at its peak in the afternoon, Beibei still did not reply to the message, and it was not anxious, but Peng Cheng called her again and was still hung up. All this effort was sank to the sea, and the young man was a little unable to raise his strength, but Beibei liked to use hanging up the phone to tease him, which was the most favorable warning for her to get angry, so he passed the message again.

"Wife, stop making trouble. I really miss you. What are you doing!"

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The small bag was slacking off next to the guardrail not far away. The streets of traffic and roads had no effect on him. He glanced at Peng Cheng and smiled proudly.

In front of him was a building more than 30 stories high. Shao Baige got married and was in this hotel. Peng Cheng had never been in, but he remembered there. Xiao Bao was a little embarrassed at this moment. He walked over and Peng Cheng laughed, laughing at his inappropriate little explanation. Humph, no, he couldn't tell what he was laughing at, and then his cell phone rang.

"Hey!" He hurriedly answered it. It was Beibei's call.

"Who are you?" A silly voice asked him. It was a middle-aged man with something in his mouth.

"Is this Wen Beibei's?" Peng Cheng asked tentatively, his heart was empty for a while. He was really not sure if Beibei had a boyfriend. It has been a month since they didn't contact each other. Maybe he didn't give her much, which made him unable to feel confident.

"This is not a Wen Beibei, this is my wife's phone call, what a hooligan text message are you?" The silly man spoke again. He was full of anger and hit Peng Cheng's head like a brick.

"Sorry, brother, but what is your mobile phone number?"

"My mobile phone number is, but it's not Wen Beibei. This is my newly bought number. If I weren't the newly bought number, I'll fuck you, I'll kill you."

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The firewood was removed from the bottom of the cauldron, and it turned out that there was no need to pull out anything at all.

Winter always comes.

When winter comes, the buds die, and no matter how much pain it hurts, it will disappear without a trace.

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"Hey, it's not like that, no, no, you don't understand." Beibei tried hard to defend, but that pale and powerless.

"Wife, believe me, I really understand that I will come back. I want to be with you, I don't love her." Obviously Peng Cheng was trying his best to defend himself, but that sounded hypocritical.

"Peng Cheng, I know you don't love her. This matter has nothing to do with her, nothing to do with anyone, nothing to do with Xiaomin, Aunt Xue, or everyone, do you understand?"

"I know very well what I want, but you don't understand, not only do you understand me, but you don't understand yourself."

"Wife, I will come back, okay, now, okay, okay, can I go back now? Let's be together."

"No, it's not a problem of being together, no. Please believe me." Beibei exhaled vigorously: "Listen, Cheng Cheng, until now, I still love you. You are the highest level of my relationship. Although you are an immature person or a bad person, you still make me unable to stop, but I can't be with you."

"Don't be like this, my wife, I've really changed. I'm no longer the same as me." Peng Cheng was still quibbling. He said anxiously, his face turned red with a flushing voice.

"Peng Cheng, don't do this, listen to me." She stopped him and let him listen to her. "I love you because of your purest eyes, the love in that look, the light you hope for, is like a sincere child, and everything is unparalleled." Beibei's face was filled with a confused look, as if she had returned to the memories she had once been.

"I'm glad you are so honest and beautiful to the people you love, and that cannot be hidden. This makes me still feel proud of today because what I have ever received is true love, although it's not too long."

"But now everything is gone. In fact, many years ago, many years ago, and we just met, everything is gone. Your love has passed away, and I already knew that love has passed away, and you told me that you will never come back after leaving, but this is not your fault. If I were always wandering on the edge of life, I would probably be at a loss!"

"But I couldn't face it at that time. I didn't understand how I could stop suffering anymore, how could I end my desire for you but not getting. Now I finally understand, but I can't go back to the hurt anymore, and unfortunately I can't forget it either. So I thought we could only find another way and walk to the original one again, what should it be called."

"I tried to search, even though I was covered in bruises, I tried to search again and again, but I finally found that it was not my problem. I have never left, it was because you can't come back. For you, everything has long passed, and I can't walk on the other road leading to that I'm still waiting for you." Beibei turned his back to Peng Cheng, and tears flowed out from her eyes and gradually retreated.

"So, even if I still love you now, we have no future."

"My wife, no, I love you."

"Don't say it's no, Cheng Cheng, why don't you understand yet? What you are looking forward to now is not your love, but because of loneliness. Perhaps loneliness is the driving force of love for you, who knows? But that's wrong, we are different. If you don't love me and are still by my side, then I can't find any happiness at all, and I will even be even more lonely." Beibei opened her mouth slightly, and she couldn't find a better way to express it.

"That world is far from a human being, and it is simple and happy."

"Wife, I want to be with you, don't do this." Peng Cheng stood one meter away and stretched out his hands, just a little bit. He almost reached Beibei, but he did not take another step forward.

"No, Peng Cheng, don't do this. You understand your love more than me. Even if you are yourself, you can't find the way you came. This is what you once said, I didn't listen carefully, no, I don't want to believe it. But I just left, it's nothing. It's not that everyone's deep affection for you, you have the obligation to fulfill her. No, it's not that you have to have a partner to be happy. Don't force yourself or force me, okay?"

Peng Cheng's facial features were twisted, and he wanted to say something. Before that, Beibei hugged him and hugged him tightly.

"Dear, don't do this. I know what I said. You may not understand now. People should feel what life wants to tell you by themselves. Perhaps what life wants you to understand is completely different from me."

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Beibei opened her eyes gently, fortunately it was . She was moved by herself and her mood fluctuated. She looked at the time and the plane was about to land soon. Shao Baige was still asleep in the seat on her left. He seemed to enjoy everything on the plane, unlike himself.

Beibei reached out and pulled the blindfold open. Everything outside was black. She closed it again in disappointment. Maybe it would be better to sleep. She continued to lean back and closed her eyes, but both hands were nervously holding the handle.
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