The boys born in the post-80s generation may be the most bloody generation in China after the liberation. Humph, this may be said to be big, or perhaps only in the Northeast? Who knows. These people were born in an important historical period when black will mature, and they also made movies to commemorate their dirty youth. Many boys have seen the most awesome people who are crisscrossed in the Tao and released from the slogans, which are like those who go abroad with gold and have knives on their waists. Only when they speak can someone listen carefully.

Those thick-necked men with gold teeth and floral shirts are deeply imprinted in the eyes of boys. They live a very comfortable life. They are the most comfortable people in the impression of boys. Freedom, everything free, and free sex. They flirt with the most beautiful girls and soaked several of them together, and they like to see the girls in pain and happiness.

The boys discovered that it seemed that the result of learning meant that they had to pick up the knife and cut a future for themselves. As it turned out, this idea was the same as all the ways to make money, only creating some people, and the other part of the people under the foundation of the pyramid were killed by such strange theory.

If you know what gold is made of, you can still sell it for the price of gold, and the same is true for people. There are cowards every year, and there are a lot of those generations.

Despite the fact that the truth is so cruel, who would have thought that the wonderful life of the Black Club was still constantly infecting those silly boys with passion. Therefore, many people cannot become real underworlds, but they have learned a lot of ruffianism and become the scapegoats that are most like the Black Club.

Beibei never believed that Peng Cheng was a gangster, even though he looked like a hooligan, it sounded a bit rustic to say that nowadays. Mr. Ma cheated money on the computer, and could he cut off anyone with a knife. Regardless of anything else, just Peng Cheng's financial resources, this matter is impossible. I have never heard of anyone who is like him. He can't even afford to wear socks and shorts. That's not a gang, but a genuine Beggars' Sect.

Beibei was confused for a moment, so how can she explain it now? At that moment, she especially wanted to lie for him.

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"Wife, no one cared about me when I was a child. I was not tall, looked a bit like a woman, I was still young, and I was bullied a lot. But I was very good at fighting, and I could knock him down in just a few strokes." Peng Cheng seemed a little proud of himself, and he smiled shyly and blushed a little.

"Then you said you can't always meet ordinary people. Besides, I can't do it if there are too many ordinary people, so sometimes when there are too many people who hit me, I will suffer. I didn't want you to see me... Alas!" He paused for a moment and couldn't continue, looked down at the back of Beibei's hand, rubbing his thumb back and forth on the back of his hand.

He stared at her, rubbed her hands for a few times, held the girl's hand with both hands, raised it to his chest, as pious as if he was facing the gods, he raised his head: "I never thought I would meet you in my life, my wife, let me know what love is."

Beibei stared at his face expressionlessly, and his arms subconsciously shrank back. Peng Cheng pulled her, feeling that her avoidance was becoming more and more obvious, so he gradually let go of his hand and no longer forced her. He was a little discouraged, his shoulders fell down, but his eyes were still so greedy that he had never taken away. He was firmly like a stubborn child, clear and transparent.

Beibei did not answer. She stood up and squeezed over in front of the young man. This time, Peng Cheng did not stop her. She didn't need to explain that she was leaving him anymore. She was a little happy. In fact, it had nothing to do with this scar. For some reason, she felt that he gave her an excuse, but that was not the real reason in her heart. But she could leave him openly, without having to explain any far-fetched reasons.

The moment the door was closed, the girl smiled in her heart, covering it with a sudden appearance, and the end was so beautiful. Just as she leaned against the door with relief, something was smashing on the door from inside. With a clang, the door seemed to bulge forward behind her, and pressed against her spine, and she was startled.

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They broke up, and almost all their wishes came true, but only took less than two hours.

Peng Cheng was not a patient person. After Beibei left, he only thought for two hours and then firmly decided to continue to stick to her. He sent her a message in a concise and concise manner.

"I'll wait for you at home tonight."

The girl took out her cell phone and glanced at it. The message was received, but she didn't reply. She was determined not to continue mingling with the child. This opportunity was so rare. She wanted to be a woman cared for by a man, not a mother of the child. She thought she could, she thought the men in this world were polite, and she was a self-righteous guy.

The girl's attitude did not make Peng Cheng embarrassed for a long time. The message did not reply, and the phone came soon. Beibei insisted on hanging up and not answering a single one. Finally, the smart child changed his phone and called, without mentioning the words he didn't answer the phone. He said, "Wife, my phone is broken. This is someone else's phone. I have decided that even if you want to abandon me, I will not give up on you. I'm afraid you will regret it. I'll wait for you at home tonight." Peng Cheng laughed, as if something had never happened in the morning.

"I won't go." Beibei refused him coldly: "We won't..."

"Okay, don't say hurtful words. You will regret hurting me like this in the future. I'll pick you up at the station tonight!" Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Peng Cheng. He hung up the phone angrily without waiting for Beibei's answer.

Beibei discovered that she was such a person for the first time. She told him without any reason that Wen Beibei wanted to say goodbye to him Peng Cheng. What's even more annoying was that she didn't avoid him, as if she wanted to meet him. She took the commuter bus home and saw him at the station. Finally, she followed him home under his push and shoved.

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The facts once again prove a truth. No matter how others treat you, you find it yourself. Why does this make sense? It is the same for everyone. Beibei has not discovered that this is her pit. The future is piled up by today's present. When she recalls these things again, she was surprised to find that there is no need to be angry about why life treats her like this, because life is her own choice.

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Peng Cheng told Beibei how each scar was cut and about when. She asked him if he didn't go to see a doctor every time he was cut. Peng Cheng nodded.

There was too much harm hidden in his grape-like black eyes. Beibei touched his head and combed his hair with his fingers. The soft hair was very unhealthy, not very dark, as thin as silk thread, and softly placed on his face.

Peng Cheng quietly turned his face away: "Wife, how do you know that I never see a doctor?"

"Because the treated knife wound is not like this, the wound will not turn over outside." Beibei's fingers touched the longest scar: "There will be pinholes after the needle is sewn. You can see that you will just cut it up and hold it up." Peng Cheng had never read any books, and he could not understand the topics such as protein coagulation with him too much, but he was very smart, so Beibei knew it immediately as soon as he said it.

He lifted his clothes and pointed to the red cutter left by the operation and said, "Are you saying this?"

Beibei smiled slightly.

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At this time, Wen Beibei forgot the most important question, why these knife injuries were cut, and she paid too much attention to how the knife injuries grew, as if she could show off her knowledge. As long as a person is still alive, any injury will slowly heal, which is understandable.

Peng Cheng deliberately avoided the injuries, and only said when and who cut them, but he didn't mention the reason for the injury. You should know that no one would walk on the road and would slash people for no reason. They were not Mei Chaofeng, and Peng Cheng was not a mobile target. Regarding the reason, Peng Cheng would not mention it only means that this reason is difficult to say, and most of the 100% of them are not a good thing.

The young man lay on Beibei's leg, recalling the past. He said that after every time he was injured, he hid at his friend's house. She asked him if he had never had a tetanus needle before? He didn't even know what tetanus was. He said that he was always confused and sleepy. When he woke up, his blood clots became blood clots on his back, sticky and sticky to his clothes. When he was no longer confused, the wound would heal.

It was really God's support. Beibei felt a little uncomfortable and thrust. He was so pitiful. She pulled his arm, leaned against his thin shoulder, and pulled him hard. The process was very simple. He bleeded a lot. He bleeded a lot. If he had too much blood, he fell asleep in a daze. He was bleeding a little more. He was covered with platelets and clotted through his clothes, and the wound stopped. Then he would probably wake up, but he was still in a state of blood loss. When he was no longer confused, he would have survived when he woke up. Otherwise, he would lose too much blood, then he would suffer from blood shock, and then die.

"Don't your mother cares about you?" Beibei raised her head slightly to look at him. Seeing his ignorant and confident look, no wonder he had shed so much blood after surgery, and he insisted not to go to the hospital.

"Which mother?" Peng Cheng asked her in confusion, and Beibei was at a loss.

"Entertainment mother."

"I ran back and forth, sometimes here, sometimes there, they didn't know where I was, and they all thought I was at each other's place. Most of these were cut from Song Guofen."

Beibei touched his head, and he looked at her like a puppy who only longed for care, with dark eyes running away from her gaze. Then he stretched out his hand, climbed on Beibei's shoulder, leaned closer to her face, and kissed her mouth.
Chapter completed!