whale killer

I don't know what time it is, the door is still groggy, there is no watch in the store, and no one thinks to check the phone.Chi Yan shook the remaining drops of water on the lunch box, his fingertips flushed red with the cold water, opened the cotton curtain hanging on the small door and came out, returned the bowl to Xiang Qifei, took out two pieces of paper to wipe his hands. "Are you awake?" He said, apparently to Qin Zheng: "Going home?"

Realizing that the children might be waiting for me tonight, Xiang Qifei feels a little bit sorry.Qin Zheng looked small, not tall among boys in the sixth grade, but his expression was always serious, his eyebrows and eyelashes were thick, and his eyes were so dark that they were translucent.He didn't speak, and his body was calm at this age. He took his homework and pencil case from Xiang Qifei, went into the back room, put on his down jacket, put on his schoolbag, and came out to stand at the glass door and wait.

Can't talk, or don't like to talk?Xiang Qifei was puzzled and did not dare to ask.

"Amo's younger brother." Chi Yan explained without mentioning anything more.He put away the computer and midi keyboard, and asked Xiang Qifei to hand over the keys on the table, "I'm going to warm up the car, you play with the kite for a while, and I'll take you to the hotel later."

The task delivered by Chi Yan was right in line with Qifei's strengths. He nodded confidently and hurriedly showed off: "I also brought half a pack of flowers!"

"I'll give you the lighter," Chi Yan said casually, took out the thick white iron from his pocket, passed it into Xiang Qifei's palm, and rubbed the back of his neck again, "Thank you for today."

Chi Yan has the hands that every string player would have. They are good-looking, straight and long enough, but not so slender, and every joint has weight.Xiang Qifei didn't wear a hat today, and his soft and curly hair felt good when rubbed against it.Chi Yan himself was a little surprised that he would subconsciously make such an action.His hands were still cold, touching the opponent's skin, he felt that the flesh was terribly hot, but the pinched person shrank his neck, and almost closed his eyes comfortably.He seldom did this to Qin Zhimo, maybe he did when we first met, but Qin Zhimo hated these, sudden and meaningless contact would subconsciously turn him on.Chi Yan regained his senses, put his hands away, turned around and walked out of the store to find a car, looked at Qifei and lowered his head to dry the bowl, put it in his backpack, led Qin Zheng outside, and sat on the steps covering his face.

While it's hard for anyone not to like Xiang Qifei's reaction to this, it must not happen again next time.Chi Yan thought as he turned the key.

At this moment, the person who was pretending to be an ostrich felt that he had a thick skin, but Chi Yan could easily make him blush just by pinching his neck.

Qin Zheng stood beside her for a while, opened her schoolbag and tore a piece of draft paper, put it on the steps, and sat down next to Xiang Qifei.Xiang Qifei lifted his head from the palm of his hand, pretended to be calm, pulled out a flower branch and waved it in front of Qin Zheng's eyes, and he didn't speak very fluently when he opened his mouth, "Yes, do you want to play?"

The two people, one big and one small, looked at each other in blank dismay, and Qin Zheng's black eyes stared at Qi Fei with fear.Do you think fairy wands are childish?Xiang Qifei hesitated to withdraw the proposal, and even for a moment, he felt that Qin Zheng was the older one between the two of them.Fortunately, in the end, the other party still took the small thin stick, stretched out the part that needed to be ignited to Xiang Qifei, and asked him to help light the fire.

As expected, a child is still a child, even if Qin Zheng is not as lively as those forgetful/near/friends on his list.Hold up Xiang Qifei, protect the flame and send it to him. The flame was shaken from side to side but still struggling tenaciously.Qin Zheng held the firework carefully, he was too quiet, he didn't run or make noise, but he was still willing to watch a brief burning, the flickering orange bright spots reflected in his eyes and jumped, then went out, and he was still holding the firework in his hand. With a small black stick, not intending to throw the wreckage away.

"Do you want more?" Xiang Qifei pulled out another one.Qin Zheng nodded slightly, pursed his lips, and took a new one from Xiang Qifei.

The second one also bloomed in the dark night, on the dark street, like holding a star in the palm of his hand, Qin Zheng watched it quietly again, holding the two burned out firework sticks together, looking east Chi Yan's little broken car finally turned on its lights.

"That's my brother's lighter," he said.

Ah, that's it, no wonder Chi Yan is reluctant to throw it away.Xiang Qifei instantly calmed down from his head to the soles of his feet, took out his hand with the lighter in his pocket, and put it on his knee.

Chi Yan drove over. The car was too old, the bumper was hanging loose, and it seemed to be falling apart when it moved.I heard before that it was the car used by the second brother to pull goods, and Chi Yan used it most of the time, which was inconvenient. The license plate could only enter the third ring road at different times, but fortunately, Chi Yan didn't come here very often.Chi Yan rolled down the glass and asked Xiang Qifei where to stay at night, and Xiang Qifei took out his mobile phone to check the nearest hotel, but Qin Zheng grabbed him and forcefully pulled him into the back seat.

"You come with us." Qin Zheng tugged at Xiang Qifei's three fingers, but the words were for Chi Yan.Xiang Qifei originally wanted to explain that he would just find another place, but seeing that Chi Yan didn't seem to intend to object, so in the spirit of Chi Yan's family, of course he should cherish the opportunity to go there, so he went along with Qin Zheng's wishes with peace of mind.

Although he somewhat minded, Qin Zhimo's younger brother solved it with just one sentence.But it may also be that Chi Yanben is different today. He will call him, wait for him for hours, and pinch his neck to say thank you.Qin Zheng also seemed to like him inexplicably. For example, after getting in the car, the three fingers never let go, and his right hand was numb from the grip, as if Xiang Qifei would lose it if he let go.

"Take it easy, take it easy," Xiang Qifei moved his finger and grinned, "Hands are numb."

Qin Zheng stayed for a while, let go of his hand, turned around and grabbed the car window eaves, and then apologized to Qifei: "I didn't mean it."

This time, he switched to Qi Fei and couldn't answer.

Chi Yan knocked on the steering wheel in the front row, waiting for Qin Zheng to close the window at the red light. "It's cold," he said, "and you don't want to go to the hospital. It's hard to deal with a cold."

The wind in Beijing is strong, and even when the car is parked, you can vaguely hear howling from a distance, and the beasts are shuttled on the almost empty road.Qin Zheng never answered Chi Yan's words, but he also listened selectively. He turned the handle with difficulty, and the window closed tightly.Reluctantly, Xiang Qifei stretched out three fingers together, Qin Zheng looked back at him, pursed his lips, stretched out his little hand and grabbed it again.

"What should I call you?" Qin Zheng asked.

Hearing it from such a close distance, Xiang Qifei realized that his voice was a bit strange, stuck between the voice of a child and the voice of a teenager, not awkward, not awkward, the voice began to change in the sixth grade, could it be a little earlier?But I have to admit that Qin Zheng's voice is very bright, which is the complete opposite of Chi Yan.Maybe it's a good voice, or it may be a good voice inherited from the ancestors.Qin Zhimo seldom sang in Pengtuo. It is said that he felt that it affected his playing the piano, but there were one or two songs that were outside Chi Yan's vocal range. Qin Zhimo had also sung them. The studio version was remarkable. Opportunity to listen, bad evaluation.

"Anything is fine," Xiang Qifei replied, "There are only three words in my name, the direction is Xiang, and the rest is, non, just, the wrong non."

Qin Zheng nodded: "Brother Feifei."

Xiang Qifei warmed up with his heart, and the last estrangement of Qin Zheng's identity was also broken. He was called brother by the little sweethearts. He has experienced this kind of experience too much. , He leaned back on the back seat and covered his chest, almost shutting his mouth, and wanted to open his mouth and say to Chi Yan, take a look, do I have the ability to melt a piece of ice?

In the front row, Chi Yan took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and didn't light it.Xiang Qifei remembered that the lighter was in his pocket, and wanted to hand it over, Chi Yan shook his head, "The child is in the car."

So he is different today, is it because of Qin Zheng?Xiang Qifei seemed to understand a little bit, but Qin Zheng obviously didn't even talk to Chi Yan.There was a circle between the three of them, Xiang Qifei chased Chi Yan, Chi Yan followed Qin Zheng, but Qin Zheng got closer to Xiang Qifei, whom he just met, why are they all so cheap? Well, the three of them were going to be tied together, maybe like bread and butter and a cat.

Along the way, Xiang Qifei tried to remember the way to Chi Yan's house, but he didn't remember it. It seemed that Chi Yan was taken directly to the outer edge of the Chaoyang side. It was dark and there were not many street lights. Looking at the location, I have already passed Shuangqiao, and I followed Chi Yan to go forward. The weather also showed that it was Tongzhou, and the body temperature was around zero. This place is another outlet. Xiang Qifei helped Qin Zheng put the down jacket hat on his head, After taking two steps, he let the head wind blow away. He squatted down to push the child's zipper to the top, and tightened the drawstrings on both sides of the hat.Qin Zheng was wrapped up like a Russian doll, only her facial features were barely exposed.

Sniffing to Qifei, looking at Qin Zheng, he thought it was fun, but before laughing enough, Chi Yan turned back and put the hat on his coat over.His coat is big, and his hat is also big, and the buttons can cover half of his face.Xiang Qifei stopped laughing, and didn't give Chi Yan a chance to help him draw the rope tightly. He grabbed the neckline by himself to block the wind, but covered his ears with the continuous heartbeat.

Chi Yan didn't light that cigarette until he reached the door of his house. He stopped in front of a concrete house with a sloped roof, next to a few scattered low-rent apartments.Rather than calling it a home, this place is actually a small warehouse used by the second brother to stock up. It is said that it was taken down from a punk band at the beginning of the millennium. It used to be their rehearsal hall. Later, the band signed a record company, and then the fire , thinking that the conditions here are poor and the equipment is not good, and more importantly, it is too remote, so they transferred it in a hurry.

But this also happened before he met his second brother in 06. It’s hard to say whether it’s true or not. According to his personality, he’s more suspected of blowing water. For example, in Beijing, how can there be a popular punk band?

He opened the door and let Xiang Qifei and Qin Zheng in.Xiang Qifei was the guy who looked at everything new and yelled at the box after box of records.For him, this kind of place is cool first and poor second.Chi Yan let him visit by himself, and went up to the second floor to make Qin Zheng's bed.Qin Zheng didn't say a word to him today, saying that the other party hates him is light, but hating him is the real thing.After Qin Zhimo's accident, Qin Zheng was a hot potato, and no one in the Qin family wanted to take over.At first, I was tossed around in various relatives' homes, but I would be kicked out after staying for a few days.If he couldn't think of another way in the end, he himself would not want to live with Chi Yan.So the two of them tacitly agreed that Qin Zheng asked to go to a boarding school, and he would not come back if he could not come back. This year, it was delayed until noon on New Year's Eve. The last local teacher who stayed in school was going home for the New Year, so he called Chi Yan to send him pick up.

He placed a small bed and a few simple pieces of furniture on the second floor. No one has used it for half a year. The last time Qin Zheng was on summer vacation, he didn't want to go to the summer camp organized by the school, so he reluctantly came back to live for more than a month. I fled back as soon as school started, and didn't want to stay any longer.As for Xiang Qifei, Qin Zheng seemed to be able to relax a bit, not to be so repulsive about being in the same room with him.

There was a layer of dust on the plastic dustproof cloth. Chi Yan tore off the cloth, found a four-piece suit from the cabinet and laid it out. The pattern was on the seventh day of last year, and Qin Zheng took him to choose at IKEA before returning to school.He rolled up the dust cloth and took it downstairs, and saw Xiang Qifei and Qin Zheng lighting fairy sticks at the door again, and the half bag was almost squandered by the two.It was almost dawn, and the wind was pouring into the house, no one was sleepy, and no one thought it was cold.Qin Zheng squatted sideways, had already grabbed a handful of burnt sticks in his hand, and pursed his mouth tightly.Tilting his head to Qifei, he helped him light one after another, the flames reflected his whole body yellow.

Qin Zheng obviously likes to blame him, and he always purses his lips when he is happy.Chi Yan took the cigarette out of his mouth, threw the dustproof cloth into the trash can under the stairs, and then sat back on the steps, quietly watching the two of them play without disturbing them.

He thought of the only photo on Qin Zheng's bedside, which was almost from the same perspective. At that time, Qin Zheng was smaller, sitting side by side with Qin Zhimo, holding fireworks in his palm, and the snow was flying outside.

And Beijing has not had such a heavy snowfall for many years.