But the red-headed documents were all out and the pigs were killed. I think it was not bad to peel them off. The hard seats of the train these days were so exhausted that Beibei had already been exhausted. When he returned to the Northeast, he slept at home all day, ready to go to work the next day. He was still sick the next day, so sick that he couldn't move his steps, and so sick that he would be unconscious when he fell asleep.

Peng Cheng was really not reliable. When she was sick and bedridden, he called her, but he didn't say a word. As for the past few days, he didn't mention a word. He was still enthusiastic. He heard that she was sick, but just asked her to get better soon so that she could go out for a walk with him. He said he missed her and wanted to measure whether his wife had gained weight.

After a day of revolving around, Beibei still didn't want to go to work, and her illness had not been cured yet. However, her heart disease must have not been cured. The more I was sore and tired, the more excited she became. So she took another day off and went to the park with Peng Cheng. She seemed to want to see him too.

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The water lilies in June bloomed just in time, and Wenwen lies quietly in the blue waves. No matter how dirty the water in the artificial lake is, the water lilies are so white, clean and tender. Beibei leaned in Peng Cheng's arms and let him kiss him relieve it. It seemed that she was no longer important. He could actually do whatever he wanted, but he didn't. Basically, only he really needed her, so let him go. Although she had betrayed her again and again, he never stopped indulging in her.

The two of them were traveling to the lake, and Peng Cheng insisted on taking her to row a boat.

"I'm seasick, I don't want to play." The girl was so excited that she felt bored. She pushed him away, her mind was always far away. Who knew why he wanted to row? She couldn't think of anything good.

"My wife, I have never rowed a boat. I want to try it." He stood up, stood on the dock, and looked at the plastic ducks in the middle of the lake in a daze. She always had to listen to and believe this lie.

Try to believe it! But who can believe that the person who has lived next to this park for more than 20 years has not rowed a boat?

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That kind of pedal-style boat is always easy to row, and it doesn't require learning. It has a straightforward legs and feet, and it can be almost done. After a while, the two of them drove the boat into the middle of the lake, as if sitting in a pot of dark green soup.

Peng Cheng was very happy. He looked at Beibei, looking like a slutty after his devilish mind succeeded. He looked down at the boat again. The hull was surrounded by dark green water, ripples, and rushed to the shore. The shore was far away, and the people on it looked really small. It looked as inconspicuous as a match. He glanced at the girl opposite and laughed secretly.

"Wife, we are the two of us now. Where else can you go?"

The boat swayed back and forth with Peng Cheng's shaking, and it was very swaying. He asked Beibei to see here and then she saw there, and there were always novelty plays. He said there were red fish there, and he was so excited that he almost stood up. He pointed it to her and she had to look at it. The shiny lake surface was even more rippling than Peng Cheng's eyes, and soon Beibei became dizzy.

There was no time to think, and before she could react, a stream of sour water surged in her stomach. The girl turned her head to the side, and her head poked out of the hull, and then she vomited a mouthful of filth into the water.

The vomiting was so hot that the boat was unstoppable. Under the force of Beibei's body, the boat tilted to the side. Her face almost touched the dark green water surface. Peng Cheng was stunned and approached her and looked at her. The boat tilted even more.

"I said I don't row, look, you have to row a boat, look..." Beibei's words were stopped by vomiting, and the debris of broccoli fell into the green water. Red fish swam out in the pond to eat the vomit. This time I saw the red fish, but it was really a fatal blow, and her vomiting was completely uncontrollable. The boat was not very stable, and the two of them tried hard to one side at the same time, and they were about to overturn.

The boat charterers on the shore were annoyed, and their angrily shouts sounded farther and farther away. Peng Cheng responded, and when he stood on the boat, the girl was pulled away from the water. The people on the shore were teaching him how to row the boat back. For a moment, the water on the shore was clamoring.

After a while, Peng Cheng pedaled hard alone. With his busy work, the boat was farther away from the shore, and the shouts on the shore sounded more ethereal. He was busy. She could hear his angry curse, and didn't know what he was scolding. Finally, Peng Cheng came to Beibei again. The girl's face suddenly became closer to the water surface, and the fish in the green water suddenly dispersed.

"Wife, I will take you over! This boat can't go back."

He asked her anxiously, and Bebet felt sweaty all over. She looked up and stared at him, her eyes were already blood red, and the boat was not on fire, so why did she abandon the boat? She shook her head and was about to say something, but a wave of disgust came over and she started vomiting again.

"What should I do? It's getting farther and farther away." Peng Cheng went crazy, and he had already lost his opinion.

Beibei pushed him sideways and asked him to return to his original position, so as to save the boat from overturning. He fell into vain and said, "It's okay, there will be a boat to take us back, so we don't have to jump off the ship."

"Can a boat come! Can you do it? Can you hold on?" Peng Cheng was so anxious that he was like a blind child. The girl couldn't help but feel warm. She was still in his heart, even if she had betrayed.

The first time she regretted it, he glared at the boat anxiously, but his hand was tightly held her and refused to let go. She should treat him well.

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Finally, the boat was dragged back to the shore by the boatman. Beibei had almost vomited and there was nothing to vomit. She was scattered in the water, making her stand a little unsteadily when she got on the shore. She sat on the cement steps at the dock, her eyes closed tightly, feeling that the whole world was spinning.

Peng Cheng's thin arms tightly wrapped around her waist, and gently patted her thick shoulders with his hand. The charterer brought a glass of ice water: "Girl, you can feel more comfortable after drinking it."

Peng Cheng took the cup and lifted Beibei's face. He was too willing but not enough. He wanted to do something so domineering.

"My wife, I can't die after drinking it."

Beibei opened his eyes slightly, and the hazy summer sun shook his eyes very clearly. The green willows were tender and tender. A circle of dazzling green light was circled on Peng Cheng's head. He was still so focused on her. His thin white fingers held the paper cup and had already handed it to her mouth.

At that moment, she was a little obsessed with her. Her glory was something she would never have. Peng Cheng was purely with a child who was born. His likes and dislikes were so direct. In order to like him, he could give up all the rules. Perhaps that was not a giving up. For a child, there were no rules, so he could see his heart through his eyes.

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Peng Cheng held Beibei's hand. He said that he would feel dizzy when he vomited like that just now. Because he vomited all, he would feel dizzy and had no food in his stomach, so he had to lead her away. After that, he lowered his head and smiled sly. He just wanted to hold her, so he made up an excuse to prevent her from breaking free. For nothing, he knew all of this, and Beibei naturally knew it too.

Walking back all the way, Mr. Peng Cheng said that he would take the bus next stop and take the bus next stop. Finally, he was almost home, and he didn't take the bus. Almost all lovers would experience such a difficult day to leave. A pair of rubber shoes walked all over the streets and alleys. It was cheap and cheap, but it did not delay romance. Bebe didn't feel tired at all along the way. He was so seasick that he was so uncomfortable, and he still felt that he could persevere.

After a turn, I saw the tallest building in this city. When I just started building a new building: "Xiao Pengcheng, this is the tallest building here."

Beibei pointed to the building that looked like a thin green onion and said to Peng Cheng that the only building in the blue sky in front of her was the only building. Before she could finish her voice, her cell phone rang.

She was stunned, and the two of them stared at each other blankly, Peng Cheng frowned slightly, and he seemed to be smiling. Without taking it out, Beibei knew that the person who called must be Qin Tian, ​​and everything seemed to be destined. He actually called her at this time, as if it was a test.

If it were the past, Beibei could answer it without even thinking about it, and she didn't need to hesitate at all. She looked at Peng Cheng, and her heart seemed not so firm. Beibei knew that Peng Cheng must have guessed that it was Qin Tian's phone call. Peng Cheng might not know Qin Tian's name, but she must have known Beibei's feelings for him, and knew that she left for the sake of him those days.

At this moment, Peng Cheng's eyes, which were always glorious, were covered with scars like a deep pool. He stared at her eyes, and his dark eyes gradually lost their luster. He was waiting for Beibei, waiting for her to choose to hang up the phone and wait for her to choose him.

As for Beibei now, as for Beibei and Peng Cheng now, she really shouldn't have answered it. However, it should always be different from the facts. She looked at him for a long time, and she saw the pitiful smile. She even understood his self-deprecating care of avoiding his smile, but she actually answered it.

Not only did he answer, he responded in an ambiguous manner: "Hey, add it."

As she said that, Beibei turned around and walked in the other direction, and she never looked back. This was a choice. At this time, after she pondered hard, Beibei didn't know how much harm it would have to Peng Cheng.

It took about ten minutes for Qin Tian to hang up the phone, and the girl could hardly wait. She turned to look for Peng Cheng, but she didn't understand why she had the good intention to look for Peng Cheng, but at that time, Beibei had it, and she took it for granted. Perhaps she didn't really look down on him. In her heart, this person was a person who would never run away. Although Peng Cheng is so beautiful now, she still remembers the face that was trampled by God when she first met her.

Peng Cheng lowered his head, his hands were decadently placed on both sides of his body, and even his always energetic shoulders drooped. He rarely acted so obviously after listening to Beibei and Qin Tian’s phone call.

Beibei sighed: "Why don't you leave?" This nonsense was Beibei's most disappointing performance so far, but she didn't think so.

"My wife." He didn't look up, but just shouted, and said in a low voice, as if he was murmuring alone, for fear that others would hear it.

Beibei did not answer him either. She looked at him and waited for him to continue the question. Beibei didn't believe that he dared to ask any unexpected words, nor did he dare to make a clear statement with him.

Sure enough, just as she thought, Peng Cheng stopped talking. He lowered his head, which meant that his problem was over, so she turned around and said, "Let's go!"

Before he could take this step, Peng Cheng suddenly grabbed Beibei's arm. The girl did not turn around, so he turned to her and stopped her. His sad eyes pierced her heart.

"Do you know how much I like you?" He seemed to be about to cry, his jaw trembled slightly, and pointed at the towering building just now.

"Wen Beibei, you told me to die. I immediately jumped off this stairs, I didn't say a word of nonsense." Suddenly he became furious, his anger was like a flame poured on gasoline, and he swiftly ran out of the high. He took the phone from Beibei's hand and smashed it into pieces: "Why are you still looking for him? Ah?"

Peng Cheng's hands pinched Beibei's arms tightly like pliers. The sleeves of the jeans were pulled and deformed, but she didn't feel any pain at that time.

His anger did not scare her. She didn't know why she wasn't afraid of him, because she knew he wouldn't hurt herself? He was so angry that Bebe was still not afraid of him, but her heartache was so painful that she felt as if she was tearing the beautiful silk with her own hands.
Chapter completed!