whale killer

By noon, there was still no movement from Chi Yan.Ask Qifei to receive messages from the subletting aunt.It's obviously a reminder, Xiao Xiang, someone contacted me to inspect the house in the afternoon, when can you make an appointment?

He looked at the date and was anxious. Chi Yan had completed his sentence in two weeks, so he should come back today, which happened to be the weekend.Tomorrow, he told his aunt, I will take someone to see it again tomorrow, and I will give you an answer then.

Turned over and got out of bed, tidied up a little, put on a yellow woolen cap, and crossed the road slowly when seeing a car.The spare key was stuffed in his pocket, and he ran to Chi Yan again.That place is not too far from his school. I called him a few times on the way, but no one answered. I guess he was trying to catch up on sleep.

After buying food at the door, there is a bag of soup and water, and a plastic bag to hold your hand.Afraid of waking someone up, you open the door lightly, with trepidation, surprise or fright?He didn't get a firm foothold, was pushed hard behind him, and staggered in, just thinking why he was so fierce today?Listen to the door and then close it again.I didn't know, so when I turned around, I saw Qiu Yiming's miserable face.The old injuries are healed, and new injuries are added, the nose is crooked, the fracture did not escape, and one eye is swollen and cracked.

Damn it, how could you be so unlucky to run into him again?Although the opposite side looks more unlucky.

The man kept trembling, leaning against the door, carrying a plastic bucket of liquid in one hand, and a butterfly knife in the other.The bucket was placed by the wall next to a shelf of films, it was not stable, it fell over and I tried to hold it up, unscrewed the lid, and the smell of gasoline blew out.He dropped the lock with his backhand, failed to touch it three times, then became irritable, raised his foot and kicked, and the iron sheet was kicked out of the depression.

"Has the child gone?" Qiu Yiming stood up anxiously, with sweat on his forehead, his pupils constricted, and he picked up his hair and paced the room.

"Who? Xiaozheng?" Xiang Qifei said, "Leave."

"Money, I want money, I want cash." After hearing this, he calmed down a little, and began to repeat, stuttering, saying it three or five times in a row, with the blade facing the right and wrong.

Chi Yan was obviously not there, and there was no one else in the room except the two of them.Standing stiffly, Xiang Qifei could see that Qiu Yiming was quitting, his mood was unstable, and he didn't dare to provoke him.He was really flustered and his mind was messed up.Throwing away the food early, he didn't get along with Chi Yan, so he had to confess that he suffered a blood loss at Chi Yan's house.

Qiu Yiming hunched over and had no shoes on his feet, leaving footprints mixed with mud and blood on the floor. He pinched Qi Fei's arm, pushed him on the chair, pulled out a few packing straps scattered on the ground, and twisted his wrists. Strap to the back of the chair.With one hand, trembling again, unable to tie it, he gave up on himself, broke out the moment he got up, and slapped Qi Fei with the backhand of the hand holding the knife.

"I'm fucking asking you for money!" Qiu Yiming yelled at him, veins bulging on his temples.

"I don't have any cash," said the slapped stare, his face mixed with hot and dull pain, guessed that he was scratched by the tip of a knife, it shouldn't be too deep, but he could feel the blood slowly dripping down his jawbone.Tell the truth: "I have it in my card, I know where there is an ATM nearby, and I can take it for you."

Running out of the door, he only has a knife, no gun, and there is a lot of open space outside. Compared with speed, that kind of state may not be able to win.

Qiu Yiming was still walking back and forth repeatedly, his steps were very broken, and he was dizzy and dizzy when he saw Xiang Qifei.He didn't listen to a word about the withdrawal of money, or maybe he was still a little sane, and just muttered to himself: "Chi Yan has, Chi Yan has cash, where is his money?"

How do I know where his money is?Xiang Qifei collapsed, and I didn't even know where others were.

To tell the truth, Qiu Yiming stopped spinning around in the same place, and instead gnawed his nails in front of him, with the knife sticking to Xiang Qifei's neck. After thinking for a long time, he squatted down and took out the phone from Xiang Qifei's pocket, and asked him to unlock it: "Ask, Call and ask, and he will tell you that he treats himself differently than he treats others. You ask, and he will say everything."

"He hasn't answered my calls for several days. The relationship between us is not what you think." The call was made, Xiang Qifei wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, and pressed the speakerphone to listen to the busy signal.

During these long 30 seconds, I was also looking forward to some kind of spiritual connection. Chi Yan might be able to sense his danger and come to rescue him.

But no, it was successfully transferred to a manual prompt that no one answered.

Qiu Yiming started smashing things, Chi Yan's out-of-print film was trampled to pieces by him, Xiang Qifei felt sorry for him, and advised him, why don't you take these away and sell them?Qiu Yiming waved the knife again to force him to sit down.

"I just want cash, just cash." Qiu Yiming's lower lip was bitten by himself, bleeding, "I must get the money today, if I don't get it, I will die if I don't get it."

He squatted in front of Xiang Qifei again, holding Xiang Qifei's kneecap with one hand, more excited and nervous: "I, I'll give you another number, you call it, you call it, please."

Xiang Qifei's knee hurt from being pinched, and he endured to dial the number for him, thinking that the point of your knife is still pointing at my throat, I beg you.

Enter the eleven digits, dial, the number has been saved by him, and the screen displays, second brother.

This time the connection was quick, and the second brother said through the receiver, "Hello, Xiao Xiang?"

Before Xiang Qifei could speak, Qiu Yiming grabbed the phone, "Hello, Dad? Dad, it's me, don't hang up, don't hang up."

His tone was almost pleading, incoherent: "Help me, save me, I really need money, this is the last time, please, it's really the last time, please, I don't want to die."

"...Well, yes, I'm where Brother Chi lives."

"Okay, okay, I'll wait for you, wait for you, thank you, Dad."

After closing the line, Qiu Yiming finally relaxed from the tense state, slumped on the ground, panting, stood up and took out a few pieces of paper, trying to block the blood on Qi Fei's face.

Xiang Qifei took the tissue and pressed it by himself. Seeing Qiu Yiming start crying and laughing, he gasped and asked him, "My dad is still my dad, right?"

Xiang Qifei didn't answer.Don't even look at the occasion and come to talk to him?

"Have you seen my billiard hall? Chi Yan has. You can go and have a look later. The eggs are bigger and smaller than here. I always feel that my dad is partial, but I'm really going to die. He still Will help, right? Isn’t that what blood relationship means? It’s not going to stop, right.”

He looks a little happy, is it because he wants to get money, maybe it's not all.He walked around Chi Yan's house, picked up the broken record cover, saw the signature on it, picked it up and asked Xiang Qifei: "This thing is quite expensive, right?"

Xiang Qifei stared at the barrel of gasoline and regained his senses, "Well, it can sell for more than 4000 online."

"Such a broken disc?" Qiu Yiming was quite disdainful, put down the capsule, and squatted down to look at Qi Fei's face, "I'm sorry, does it still hurt?"

"It's okay." Xiang Qifei didn't want him to touch it, and pushed the chair back two steps, lest he accidentally kick down the barrel of gasoline.

Seeing that Xiang Qifei didn't want to talk to him, Qiu Yiming stood up and spun around again. He was hyperactive and couldn't sit still. He looked at the door, and then asked, "Tell me, when will my dad come?"

"Hurry up." Xiang Qifei said, seeing Qiu Yiming no longer guarding him, he took out two band-aids from the drawer and pasted them on his face first.

After an unknown amount of time, Qiu Yiming asked questions one after another, and Xiang Qifei answered nothing.Then he fell silent, holding his breath.Xiang Qifei sat and picked his hands, waiting for his second brother to bring money to rescue him.

Suddenly I heard a thud, my heart sank, it was over.

The plastic barrel was kicked down, and the gasoline gushed out. Qiu Yiming stood barefoot in the liquid, his condition was more tense than before, and he broke out in a cold sweat. In addition to the knife, he also had multiple disposable lighters in his hand. "Did you call the police?" he asked.

Listen carefully, you can indeed hear the looming siren outside.Qiu Yiming was too sensitive to this voice.

"It's not me." Xiang Qifei pursed his lips, spread his hands, and pointed to the shelf, "You put my phone there, did you forget?"

"Either the surname is Chi!" On the verge of collapse, he squatted down and stood up repeatedly, hoarse, "It can't be my dad, it can't be my dad."

But he knew in his heart that Chi Yan didn't even know about it.

As the sound approached, it became harsher.Xiang Qifei had never heard a police siren so close.

"I'm going to die here, I'm going to die here!" he shouted, in despair, mixed with the knock on the door, "I don't want to go back to the bureau even if I die."

Seeing the flame in Qiu Yiming's hand fell to the ground, he didn't shout "Help" to Qifei, the tongue of flame climbed to his eyes along the gasoline, flamboyant, yelled, and devoured everything.Qiu Yiming's screams were heard next to his ears. The door was forced to break through, but the road was blocked by flames, and the only exit was Chi Yan's room.

Get in and close the door. Fortunately, this warehouse is big enough, and it will take a while to burn it over.I used the piano stand to pry the wooden board that sealed the window, and I heard someone outside was throwing it in, "Help!" I shouted to Qifei, and tried my best, but smoke rolled into the room, choking, and tears came out of my eyes.

"Xiang Qifei?" The person outside asked, only paused for a second before continuing to smash, and at the same time told him: "Stay away from the window, there are clothes and bottled water in the room."

After a while, I felt relieved.

It was Chi Yan's voice, and Xiang Qifei would never fail to hear it.He rummaged through things, covered his mouth with wet clothes, and breathed a little easier.

He came to save me.He came to my rescue.I was indeed crying, but I couldn't tell if it was the smoke, or I really wanted to cry.

He sat on the bed and waited patiently. He was probably the only one who could be so calm in the fire scene.After 1 minute, the first beam of light came in from the small sealed room, and then it was easy to disassemble the wooden boards. Looking at the bright hole, Xiang Qifei realized that it was originally such a large window, so bright and capable of accommodating Let in lots and lots of light.

"Don't be dazed," Chi Yan urged him with a frown, and a female police officer stood outside to help: "Can this height be turned over?"

"Yes!" Xiang Qifei said, and looked at the door again, but the fire hadn't come in: "Your piano! I can grab some things, which ones are more important?"

"It doesn't matter," Chi Yan wanted to curse: "You fucking come out first."

Don't ask any more, just grab the fender with the white background and gold panel based on feeling, Chi Yan was so angry, he turned into the window and hugged the person with the piano around his waist, and hugged him outside. When he came out, his legs were weak, and he lay on his back on the ground, watching the sky Cloud, don't want to think about anything.

Xiang Qifei crawled over and rode on him, trying to block the sky and clouds, so he could only look at him.For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, only such a heartless person can still smirk.

"You're so fucking crazy," glanced at Qin on the ground, "Don't die."

"Hey," Xiang Qifei said, "With you here, I'm lucky."

Chi Yan took a deep breath and asked him, "Why did you choose this one?"

"This one doesn't belong to you at first glance. Although I saw you used it before, it has a white background and a golden edge, which is the same color as that lighter," Xiang Qifei explained. He was dissatisfied, but he didn't complain. He shifted his focus and sat on his knees instead. On Chi Yan's lap, "Although I don't want to admit it, it must be your most important piano. If it really disappears, what will you do?"

After Yu finished speaking, she acted like a baby to the female police officer on the side: "Sister, we have something to discuss, can you return to the team first. We will actively cooperate with the investigation later."

"Come on." The female police officer Bai picked up a younger brother, and it doesn't hurt to look at Qi Fei, and there is no need for psychological counseling, "Wait at the front door of the police car, you two talk quickly."

Chi Yan looked at Qi Fei with a gray face, his right cheek was slightly swollen, and was still protected by two bandages. He frowned, why did he have to talk now?

"Quick, quick, she's gone, give me a kiss." Xiang Qifei watched the man leave, then pulled him up with his hind legs, pointing to the wound on his face, "I've disfigured myself for you, there should be some reward."

Just for this.Chi Yan propped up his upper body, dipped his back in the dirt, and stared at the scarred face and endless mouth.

want to kiss him.

Xiang Qifei saw that he didn't answer, and his eyes were scary. He was making fun of himself, clapped his hands and tried to stand up, but when he moved, his knees hurt, "Forget it, I'm dirty now, I owe it first, and don't forget to pay it back later!"

want to kiss him.

Pulling the person back, holding his face, "You're not dirty," Chi Yan said, touching his lips, "You are the cleanest."

It's hot, warm, and dry.But that's all, Chi Yan didn't want to go any further, he felt that Xiang Qifei deserved a clean kiss.

Xiang Qifei was flustered, and originally only planned to kiss his face.Damn, this reward is too valuable.

Barrett

Xiang: I want to kiss my idol.Aren't you wild?You are different from what you said.Chi: ...Just wait a little longer.