The correct posture to kill a rival

Thus, Ye Qilu's New Year's Eve was spent in the chaos of the hospital.

This traffic accident is of great importance to the society and cannot be ignored.Because this is not just a car accident, it can even be said that it is not just a serial car accident.

Addicts, addicts—that's what matters.

On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, the biological clock made Ye Qilu wake up at six o'clock on time.

He sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt, and through the frosted glass, he could see that heavy snow had fallen from the sky again.

Ye Qilu got dressed and went to the big house. His grandparents had already woken up, and the old couple sat cross-legged on the bed and ate spiced peanuts.

"Happy New Year, Grandpa and Grandma!" Ye Qilu kowtowed to wish the New Year.

"Hey~" The old couple saw their grandson full of joy, and the corners of their mouths almost grinned to the ears.

Grandma Ye took out a brand new one-hundred-yuan bill from the box and stuffed it to Ye Qilu, and said with a smile, "Grandpa and Grandma have already prepared it for you."

Ye Qilu took it with a smile: "Thank you, grandpa and grandma."

"Are you hungry?" Grandma Ye rubbed Ye Qilu's hand, "Grandma is cooking for you~"

After saying that, Grandma Ye went down to the kitchen.

Ye Qilu sat down at the place where grandma sat just now, and turned on the radio on the small table——

The current time period is news time.

The announcer at the beginning wished the people all over the country a happy new year in conjunction with the joyous background music of beating gongs and drums.

Then the news broadcast started.

Ye Qilu listened silently while peeling the peanut shells.

Until the announcer said in a calm voice:

"The next piece of news is to be broadcast. At 11:46 last night, a major serial car accident occurred on the main road under the Fuchengmen Bridge on the West Second Ring Road in the direction of south to north. Five people were killed and dozens were injured. Three of the dead were A member of the famous Beijing rock band 'Super Band', please listen to the detailed report below—”

Only then did Ye Qilu realize that those three belonged to the M-ax band.

He was familiar with this band. At that time, the most popular rock person in the country was Fang Xiao. As for the rock band, it was far from Fang Xiao.

Only M-ax is less famous, also known as the full-scale band.

In the past, Ye Qilu would never associate a full-level band with an addict anyway.

After breakfast, Ye Qilu went to Feifei's house to pay New Year's greetings to his parents.

After talking with the adults for a while, Difei was pulled aside by Ye Qilu.

"Did you watch TV this morning?" Difei muttered in a low voice, "The news exposed everything that happened yesterday."

Ye Qilu said, "I didn't watch TV, but I listened to the radio."

Difei took a sneak peek at his parents—they were kneading noodles and preparing to make dumplings—he pulled Ye Qilu into the corner again, and said in a softer voice: “I think Xiaobai and the others are definitely going to make dumplings this time. It’s too late, the social influence is too great this time, just watch it, it will spread immediately, once the ‘rock is equal to a den of drugs’ is caught by the public, it will not only be their band, but the entire rock circle. There's going to be a big upheaval."

"Does the whole band have fans?" Ye Qilu asked.

"There should be only lead singer Hai Rong." Di sighed insincerely, "One person makes a mistake and capsizes a whole boat."

A thought swirled in Ye Qilu's mind a few times, and he suddenly asked: "Do you believe them?" - "They" of course refers to the secret band.

"Qilu, let me tell you the truth. I originally believed it. Xiaobai is a little complicated at a good level, but a scheming at a bad level. Although he and I had a strong relationship before, he is too There is no bottom line, I find it hard to believe what he said in this regard——" Di Fei changed the subject, "But Xiao Wu is here, Xiao Wu is a real kid, it's not that he can't, but he absolutely dare not touch those things , but rush here, if Xiao Bai is sincere, then Xiao Wu will be tricked by Xiao Bai, so—"

There was silence between the two for a while, and Dimu's voice sounded, she was placing the freshly wrapped dumplings in the aluminum lunch box, "What are you two talking about there? Bilu, you bring some Go back and tell your grandparents not to pack, it’s troublesome.”

"Look at this dumpling is crooked." Father Di said beside him, "Make it more neat."

"Hey, it's coming—" Ye Qilu responded loudly, then suppressed his voice so that it was imperceptible, and said two words briefly and forcefully: "I believe it."

Difei's face was unclear, so he didn't know why Ye Qilu said "I believe" without thinking.

From the second day to the sixth day, for five days in a row, Ye Qilu did not get any new progress about the car accident.

In the past, Difei always said that he had no information.In fact, the bottom line is that Ye Qilu is too close to the school and home, and rarely contacts with people in the society. His information acquisition channel is basically only one person.

Ye Qilu didn't know the latest situation until the seventh day of the Lunar New Year.

It was early in the morning, and it was not yet dawn.

Ye Qilu went out for a morning jog in cotton-padded clothes and shoes.

As soon as he ran out of the alley, he saw several men standing in front of a van, all wearing long black coats. It seemed that they were about to get into the van.

One of them happened to spot Ye Qilu when he turned his neck.

The man greeted casually: "Ye Qilu."

As soon as Ye Qilu's name came out, the others stopped immediately and looked back in unison.

He knew three people, Lao He, Xu Da, and Zhao Zhidong, but he had never met the other four.

Ye Qilu stopped in his tracks, and smiled politely and slightly distantly: "Happy Chinese New Year."

It was Xu Da who called Ye Qilu just now. Hearing Ye Qilu's New Year's greeting, he took a long breath and said calmly, "This year is going to be difficult."

"Forked road?" Lao He, who was sitting in the passenger seat, lowered the car window, was slightly startled and thought at the same time, "Do you want to go with us?"

Ye Qilu actually probably guessed the purpose of their trip, but he still played a little stupid, "Where are you going?"

Old He shrugged, "If you like, you can call it a memorial service—"

**********

The white snow hovering in mid-air was profuse, and when it landed on the skin, there was some icy coldness, but it melted away in an instant.

Like some people's lives—

A flicker of a spark.

It was a groundbreaking memorial service.

To say the least, there are hundreds of people. Some of them have long hair flying, some are full of wax, and some even have shaved bald heads... But without exception, every young and stubborn face is full of sadness.

Ye Qilu was a little shocked when he followed Lao He—it turns out that there are already so many rock youths in Beijing, and it is no longer the era when rock bands can count on one hand.

There were a few boys beside Ye Qilu, probably about the same age as him, and he heard them talking softly.

With only two words, Ye Qilu could tell that they were not from Beijing.

Later he found out that those boys were from Xi'an, and they came to Beijing specially to send the M-ax band.

For the first time, China's rock music power has been concentrated.

But it is to commemorate the three lives lost.

There was not a paper flower, a piece of paper money, a paper bundle, no black and white elegiac couplets written in large characters, and no heartbroken mourning.

There are only the most beautiful flowers blooming in winter, the guitar, bass and drumsticks that the dead loved most during their lifetime, and a group of energetic people.

And the most classic song "Ineversaygoodbye" by the M-ax band surrounds everyone's ears.

When he arrived at the final destination, seeing the scene in front of him, Ye Qilu blinked unexpectedly.

A large fiery red cloth curtain stood there with a wooden frame - it was densely covered with signatures of all sizes.

It is said that this is the last gift prepared by guitarist Qiu Jialan, the only survivor of the M-ax band, for his teammates.

- All please bear witness with me that they have been here.

Ye Qilu stopped in front of the curtain.

He is so familiar with that person's handwriting, maybe everything will be announced on this curtain representing mourning.

Ye Qilu searched carefully——

Not this one……

that's not...

no……

None!

"Ye Qilu?" A voice came from behind without warning.

Hearing the cry, Ye Qilu removed his attention from these names, turned around, and saw Gu Xiaobai and Yi Yunshu who were also dressed in black.

"Oh. It's really you." Gu Xiaobai played with the disc in his hand, "How did you get in here?"

"Please pay attention to your wording." Ye Qilu replied seemingly casually, "I came here generously."

Gu Xiaobai spread his hands indifferently, "Anyway, mourning, come if you want~"

Ye Qilu looked at Gu Xiaobai expressionlessly.

Yi Yunshu next to Gu Xiaobai looked at Ye Qilu quietly and carefully.

When Ye Qilu shifted his gaze from Gu Xiaobai's face to Yi Yunshu's——

Yi Yunshu glanced at the red cloth, and with just one glance, he looked at Ye Qilu again—while frowning slightly, there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his lips, the two not so ingeniously combined into one A slightly strange expression.

Gu Xiaobai secretly glanced at Ye Qilu, and said to Yi Yunshu beside him, "Let's go in."

"Forget it." Yi Yunshu said bluntly, "If you hand over the things to Jialan, he probably doesn't want to see me very much today, so there's no need to cause trouble for no reason."

Gu Xiaobai thought for a while, bent his fingers and flicked the plate in his hand, "Okay, that's it."

After finishing speaking, Gu Xiaobai left here on his own, and went into the hall.

Ye Qilu nodded to Yi Yunshu, ready to go to Lao He and the others.

When passing by Yi Yunshu, Ye Qilu didn't expect that the other party would reach out and grab his arm.

Ye Qilu glanced at the crook of his arm, tilted his eyes slightly upwards, and asked indifferently, "What are you doing?"

Yi Yunshu raised his eyebrows, and put on his standard haughty expression again, "Let's go have a meal."

Ye Qilu frowned again.

Is this the gesture one should have when inviting others? ——Ye Qilu not only thought so in his mind, but also said so in his mouth.

Yi Yunshu shrugged, obviously not paying attention, "I just want to change the scene."

To be honest, in a sense, Yi Yunshu's thoughts coincided with Ye Qilu's.

He went to Lao He just to say goodbye.

In this way, the two found a small restaurant nearby.

Ye Qilu didn't eat in the morning, his stomach was already empty.

When the food was on the table, he didn't show politeness to Yi Yunshu, he picked up the rice bowl and started to eat.

Yi Yunshu and Ye Qilu sat across the table, they didn't even move their chopsticks the whole time, only the wine glasses were picked up and dropped frequently.

Ye Qilu quickly finished a bowl of white rice, and there were already six or seven empty wine bottles piled up on the table.

Yi Yunshu put one hand on the edge of the table, a cigarette was burning on his fingertips, and with the other hand he slowly lifted the wine glass, and poured it into his mouth with his eyes closed.

Ye Qilu looked at Yi Yunshu without moving.

After Yi Yunshu finished drinking the glass of wine, he also noticed Ye Qilu - he saw his Adam's apple rolled slightly in his throat, and then grinned dazedly.

"..." Ye Qilu was stunned for two seconds, quickly put down the bowl and chopsticks, and reached out to grab Yi Yunshu's wine glass, "Don't fucking drink it."

I don't know how Yi Yunshu's wine is!

Yi Yunshu snatched the wine glass from Ye Qilu dissatisfied, but he didn't have much strength at the moment, Ye Qilu easily confiscated his wine glass.

Yi Yunshu squinted his eyes, stretched out his hand slowly, pressed down on the bowl of egg soup on the table, held a cigarette hanging above it with his thumb and middle finger, and said stickily, "I saw them with my own eyes... like this— —”

He flicked his index finger, and the ash fell from the cigarette to the egg soup, "—it's gone."

"Xiao Jun took me to play rock and roll, but he disappeared..." Yi Yunshu hiccupped and stood up abruptly from his seat.

Ye Qilu's eyes trembled.

Yi Yunshu walked around the dining table leisurely, and sat down on the empty chair next to Ye Qilu.

Ye Qilu turned his head to the side, and the other party had already moved closer, spraying his face with a puff of turbid smoke.

Ye Qilu was about to cough, but Yi Yunshu held him back and suppressed the volume to a barely audible volume, dragging out the ending:

"Can I lie on your lap—"

Ye Qilu felt that he swallowed his cough directly.

The author has something to say: Facts have proved that Yun Shu's wine is so bad 233333

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