whale killer

"...I'm going to buy a new one." Xiang Qifei got up in a hurry, fled to the order counter, but couldn't stand still, and Chi Yan grabbed his wrist.

He was really thirsty, so he said "no need", and poured cold latte into the cup that he had not used, and put his lips on the rim of the cup that he had stuck to, naturally like a friend who has known him for many years.After drinking, he let go of Xiang Qifei's hand and asked, "I usually eat a lot, why are my wrists so thin?"

Just now, the hot and dry touch was gone, and Xiang Qifei recovered from his blushing and heartbeat. Chi Yan pulled it easily, without any effort, but was still gentle and gentle. It wouldn't hurt anyone because of it. look.In my memory, I saw him pull Qin Zhimo in the same way, and it was very tight, as if he was afraid of losing him, so I couldn't help thinking, why didn't you pull me a little tighter when you pulled me?Will I not lose it?

He sat back and folded his hands together, "How do you know I'm here?"

"You sent your mobile phone number as a courier. Didn't you mean to deliver it yourself?" Chi Yan rubbed his eyes, and then opened them with a layer of red blood, "I don't reply to text messages, and I don't answer calls. Guess you're on the plane .”

Xiang Qifei shook the phone at him, "What if it simply ran out of battery?"

Chi Yan replied: "It takes ten hours for the high-speed train to come here."

"Ah?" I didn't understand, so I asked, "What do you mean?"

Chi Yan sighed, "Even if I can't find the airport, I still have time to go to the station again."

I forgot about the things I planned to ask on the way, and when I saw people, my heart changed completely, and I was only happy.What he wanted to do, Chi Yan guessed it right, is he a god?Anyway, he wagged his tail and stuck to him, pulled the stool forward, saw his red eyes, and felt distressed, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"Catch work, busy," Chi Yan stood up to leave, "I don't have time to sleep."

"Then I have to sleep." Xiang Qifei picked up his bag, followed in two steps, and talked endlessly: "I saw a nice house yesterday, we can rent it together, and it's less than three thousand and five thousand for each person. I think It’s okay, you don’t have to work too hard, and I’m at school most of the time, and I’ll come back on weekends, and I can pick up kites together..."

Chi Yan stopped, turned to look at him, and held back a smile, "Is your nickname a money-scattering boy?" It was considered a refusal.

Afterwards, he took him to take a taxi, and Xiang Qifei followed. The people in front knew the way and walked in stride, basically not looking at the direction.He didn't take the initiative to speak, but he didn't ask him for the CD, and Xiang Qifei didn't mention it, and he always felt that he had no excuses.

Sitting in the back row together, Chi Yan asked the master to drive to Lin Houshe.Xiang Qifei missed his trip to Yunnan back then. It was the first time he went south in the standard sense. He was very energetic. He pulled out the window and looked out. Xiamen was hotter than Beijing. He took off his coat early and hugged him in his arms. The thin sweater was blown in by the wind. It smelled like the sea, just like Qinhuangdao. .He shrunk his neck, a dirt dog on the side of the road urinated on the lamppost, turned his head to show Chi Yan, took a sharp turn, his shoulders sank, the person beside him had already fallen asleep for a while, half a cup of coffee was a waste, Leaning along the back of the chair, the posture is awkward, and the breathing is steady.

Tilting his head, Chi Yan was just a few feet away from him, with his arm against his arm, he could smell the faint lemon smell on his body, and he could even stare at his hair in a daze, thinking when did lemon smell so good?The master stabilized the steering wheel, took a look at them through the rearview mirror, and uttered a series of dialects, Xiang Qifei didn't understand it well, and guessed the last sentence, "Brother will pick you up late."

He was smirking forward, not daring to move, for fear of waking someone up, his waist straightened, and speaking standard Mandarin, "He's not my brother."

The driver changed to Mandarin, "Then what's the relationship between you two?" He said with a heavy Hokkien accent, and Xiang Qifei smiled, "Don't talk, don't talk." It doesn't work anymore.

After driving for two kilometers with the watch on for 6 minutes, Chi Yan's eyes were still red when he got out of the car.Find a standard room nearby, ask the front desk for a bottle of eye drops, carry a wooden barrel of rice from downstairs, the plastic lunch box is full, and take two bottles of Budweiser.Xiang Qifei held the bag in his hand: "Can the packed ones still be called wooden bucket rice? At most they can be called plastic boxed rice."

Chi Yan rushed him to the elevator: "What's on your mind all day long?"

As a result, as soon as he opened the door and plugged in the battery card, Chi Yan fell asleep on the bed, lying on the edge of the bed, gently blowing his eyelashes, and complaining: "Why are you so sleepy every time you come to pick me up?"

No one paid any attention to him, he sat cross-legged on the floor and took half a box of rice into his stomach, the taste was mediocre.Charge the phone, press it, and a text message from Chi Yan pops out: train or plane?pick you up.

Isn't this just missing me?Xiang Qifei stretched out his index finger to poke Chi Yan's eyebrows, but still refused to admit it.

He was not sleepy at all, so he helped Chi Yan put away his clothes, the cigarette case in the pocket of the windbreaker was bottomed out, the lighter was placed against his chest, and the stick figure was pasted in plastic.He put away his things, folded his clothes neatly, and sat with his knees tucked in place for a while, imagining the possibility of Chi Yan's murder thousands of times, but he thought it was ridiculous. What other people said was far from the Chi Yan he had seen with his own eyes. Farewell, who do you trust?Anyway, at this moment, there is no reason to trust others.

Kneeling up and lying down, knowing that the other party would not return, he asked in a low voice, "You can't just be nice to me, right?" After thinking about it, he added, "There's also Xiaozheng."

Change the posture, put your elbows on the mattress again, and lift your chin: "Hey, do you like me a little bit?"

At last he half-awoke, Xiang Qifei took two steps back in fright, knelt down on the remote control, felt pain, hurriedly covered his mouth, and secretly cursed himself for talking too much.Chi Yan's eyes opened up slits, thinking that the lights were too bright and he couldn't see people clearly, so two words came out of his throat: "Amo?"

As soon as the words came out, he woke up, sat up, pushed his forehead with his fingertips, "Sorry." After speaking, he turned over and got out of bed, and went into the cubicle to wash.

Xiang Qifei laughed dryly outside: "Hahaha, why are you apologizing to me?"

After turning off the light and lying on my bed, I saw a crack in the ceiling, which was so thin that it would not be obvious unless I looked carefully. I thought that if it collapsed now, it would be considered a martyrdom if we were smashed to death.Thinking again, is unrequited love considered martyrdom?If you don't count, you won't die.Hey, why die if we are all together?Then live well.

Over there was Chi Yan tossing and turning, the sound of the cloth rubbing into the ear canal, he listened to it without saying a word, and calmed down after ten minutes, just closed his eyes, and felt the air conditioner was hot, got up to look for the remote control, and found that Chi Yan was sticking to the side If the child sleeps, half of the single bed can be vacant.

He is always leaving room for others, for Ah Nao, for Qin Zheng, who is it for now, for the person he least wants to mention.

That might as well give it to me.Turning off the air conditioner, Xiang Qifei raised Chi Yan's quilt, carefully drilled in, encroaching on the territory, his heartbeat was like planets colliding, Chi Yan's mouth was closed tightly, and he was in the rapid eye movement period, as if he was dreaming.

Lie down, try not to touch him, tuck in the quilt, hang in the middle, and chrysalis, like a mouse, did not control the range, pressed the hip bone that was kicked by Qiu Yiming, hissed, and hit his head slightly Shangchi yanked his chin.Xiang Qifei closed his eyes, waiting to be kicked out of the bed, and his hips were evenly injured.Who would have thought that Chi Yan didn't wake up, so he grabbed something and pressed it into his arms.The hanging hole was filled, and there was no seam left. One arm was wrapped around Qi Fei's waist, and the other went through the armpit to clasp his shoulder.

Xiang Qifei didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and blushed, he could only bury him on Chi Yan's shoulder. He could feel the coldness of his palms through his clothes, so he just hugged him back, wrapping his hands and feet around him.happy, happy.Come is right.

But why does Chi Yan seem to be shaking?Xiang Qifei put his face on his shoulder to confirm, trembling very slightly.Cold?The temperature in the room is good even if you don't sweat.

Or is he afraid?

Xiang Qifei rubbed his head against Chi Yan's arms and patted him on the back, coaxing him like Qin Zheng.

Barrett

It's a bit short, there's more tomorrow