whale killer

During the two days of the weekend, the sky was pale, the sun was on the head, the body felt [-] to [-] degrees, and there was a wind blowing on the face.It is advisable to move.

Xiang Qifei planned to take Chi Yan to take another look at the house, but Chi Yan shook his head, "I've already seen it."

Half surprised and half angry. "When did you go? Why don't I know?"

When talking about this issue, Chi Yan was facing the mirror in the hotel bathroom, unpacking the disposable razor, and shaving off the newly sprouting stubble.Xiang Qifei leaned against the door and looked in the mirror, waiting for Chi Yan to meet him for a second, thinking, look at me, look at me, look at me.Boring, nervous, but fun.

If Chi Yanzhen looked at him through the mirror and was shy again, his eyeballs would wander around, he would stretch out his index finger to pick at the cracks in the wall bricks, or turn the doorknob, turning the locked knob back and forth, rattling.

"Go first after returning to Beijing. If you want to go home directly, you may not be hurt." Chi Yan faced the mirror again, and pulled a towel to wipe off the soap scum on his chin.

Xiang Qifei nodded and said "Oh", thinking in his heart, then you won't kiss me, you won't hug me to sleep, and you won't sing to me.

After Chi Yan washed his face, he took the man out and put him on a chair, took off the two band-aids on his face, cleaned the wound, and took a new one.Tiebu pulled at his flesh, and took a breath from Qifei's arm, wailing, "It hurts."

"Know it hurts?" Chi Yan seemed to be able to read his mind, "Then don't think about what's there and what's not. Are those important or your life?"

"You are important." Xiang Qifei bent his eyes again, stretched his face over and waited for Chi Yan to post a new one for him.

One end was already glued, Chi Yan held that face for a while, and then pressed down on the other end, smoothing it out, without exerting any force.Xiang Qifei itch, subconsciously rubbed against the hands, didn't rub enough, took it back, Chi Yan stood up, went to pour water, and only said in a low voice.

"I'm not important."

I met the landlord first in the morning, handed over the keys, and signed the contract. Everyone is trustworthy, so the door lock will not be changed for the time being.Xiang Qifei's treasury was exhausted, and he didn't rush to pay half of the rent. He just sat aside and watched Chi Yan spend more than half of the [-] he just earned from Meng Zheliu.Fortunately, he tacitly allowed himself to come and live on weekends or when there was no class.Of course, there was no need to contact the moving team, as most of Xiang Qi's non-essentials were at school, and Chi Yan's belongings were almost ashes, and a seal was placed around the scene, saying it was for evidence collection, but in fact there was nothing to do, it was just a formality, just a formality.

After noon, the sky was warmer again, there was no cloud, and the sun was unobstructed. Xiang Qifei's sweater sleeves were rolled up, and the two of them took the car to the Beijing-Harbin Expressway, and went to Xianghe Furniture City to move back two mattresses.

Chi Yan used the brown one himself, but chose a latex cushion for Qin Zheng.He bargained accurately, without entanglement, and estimated a price in his heart. The seller would not lose money, but it would not be a scam.In contrast, Xiang Qifei didn't touch Yang Chunshui with his fingers, he was dumbfounded, and his stomach was full of suffocation. He hadn't practiced the bargaining skills he had asked from his mother.I thought that Chi Yan was the one without smoke and fire, but now he is not too vulgar, and he feels rusty in his heart.On the way back, I asked why I still understood this, and it didn’t look like it.Chi Yan only said that it's normal, if you go on tour with a band that is struggling with food and clothing, you can find any way to save money.

Xiang Qifei was also excited, "Then when will you form a band again?"

Chi Yan turned the steering wheel and drove towards the Dahongmen Bridge, "Me? I won't be in the group anymore."

"Ah..." Regretfully, "Why?"

After turning 300 meters and facing a red light, Chi Yan frequently tapped the steering wheel with his index finger, and when he stepped on the gas pedal again, his tone was flat, "Because I have nothing to say and no song to write."

As the sky darkened, it became an ink blue. The most light-polluted road section in the city, you can find a star if you look carefully. It may be sunny again tomorrow.The interior of the car is dark, but the driving recorder is on. The second brother installed it. The goods are lost and damaged. There is no guarantee when it will come in handy.

Staring at the car taillights in front of the screen, Xiang Qifei remembered that there was a single in the early days of Pangtuo. It was a bit silly, and the recording was sloppy. It could be sung by sweeping three chords, mixed with a little punk element that was popular at that time, and the lyrics were used to talk about time in traffic jams. , It is repeated all day long between the rehearsal hall, the performance venue and the wine bureau. When the turn signal is turned on, the relay clicks and clicks, reminding second after second, wandering in the car, it is still circulating even if you do not move.

Boring little things can be developed into a song like this, how can there be nothing to say?

Take a detour and bring a set of bedding, the trunk is almost full, and the pillow is in your arms. Dinner is near the front door and eat fried noodles with two bottles of Arctic Ocean.Xiang Qifei drank the soda in one gulp, his stomach was filled with carbonic acid, and half a bowl of noodles could not be stuffed into his stomach, and it was not very tasty.Chi Yan took over to help him with the leftovers, Xiang Qifei sat on a wooden stool and hugged his knees, the bottle was rolled and rolled on the concrete floor by his hand, the sound of the glass was light, and a car ran loosely on the road behind him, with a heavy horn.

What does it matter?Close enough, but a little less.Do you like me?I can't tell, it's more like raising a younger brother, or coaxing a puppy.Afraid of death, follow everywhere, in fact, it's okay, looking at the beginning of the year, it is already a dream mode.But people owe it, thinking that one step forward, the expectation will also expand for a week, when will it be counted?Wait for Chi Yan to say that he likes me, it's not enough, wait for Chi Yan to say, Xiang Qifei, let's go to bed, you think of a safe word.

But I still want to hear it most, I love you more than him.

Of course there is a comparison, and of course there will be a comparison. It's human nature to say that you don't care or don't compete, either hypocrisy or stupidity.

On the second working day of the new week, Xiang Qi didn't live on campus, so Chi Yan decided to go to the General Civil Aviation Academy.

Sunday was used for sweeping, and Xiang Qifei was so excited to carry the handle, watching him climb up and down and stretch the broom to reach the cobwebs in the corner, and when he was called to come down, he threw the broom and jumped on himself.

Then pick it up, hit him full of arms, hand him a rag and send him to be the second in command.Xiang Qifei was cleaning the table, with his back to the window, the sun was covering his body, and he wanted to hum the Pink Floyd that he sang to him that night.

The mobile phone is still left for the time being. I tried it yesterday, but I am not used to it. There are too many unnecessary functions and options.I received a text message from Xiang Qifei, took a plate of stir-fried broccoli, complained that I was late, and the leftovers in the cafeteria were so unpalatable.

It shows some use value.

The number of cars is limited, so you can only take the subway.The time to go out happened to hit the morning rush hour, the No. 1 line was crowded with people, and the smell of sweat and perfume poured into the nostrils.I went to City Lights first, my second brother was away, I hired a new person to look after the store, I breathed a sigh of relief, I left a note to let the kid with the frizzy hair and the Judas Saints T-shirt explain it to me, then turned around and squeezed back to the subway Bustling.

Not face to face is also good.On the way, I remembered that in 06, Ge Lanzhen put him in front of a restaurant in Lanzhou at the train station, stuffed 50 yuan, and said, first go buy two bowls, occupy a seat, and my mother took my brother to the window to buy a ticket.

For many years before, Ge Lanzhen suspected that there would always be people chasing her, chasing her, and harming her behind her, and she lived like a nomad, changing her residence every six months on average, which caused Chi Yan to read intermittently.Beijing is already the first stop, I can't remember clearly.Shenyang, Tangshan, Baotou, Jinan, Shuozhou, etc., have never traveled south, nor do they look forward to it.

At that time, I was still obsessed with asking why I had to take him with me when I bought a ticket. Was it easy to wait in line?I can watch it here too.

Glanzine is not good at lying, otherwise she would not have fallen into such a situation.She faltered, couldn't answer, and her eyes flickered.Then I understand, say, you go, I will wait for you to come back here.She breathed a sigh of relief.

The words are for myself, but in reality no one will come back.I only bought a bowl of beef noodles and didn't eat it.But I still wait until it gets dark, and the people at the table change wave after wave, and I can still remember a few faces, which may be written into the song in the future.Beijing was more difficult for them than other cities, and Granny became more and more obsessed, scolding him and beating him when she got home from get off work, asking why you resemble him so much?Don't look at me, don't look at me, I'm afraid.Then he apologized and cried bitterly, even the boy who had just started to talk cried too. The rented house was slapped like a palm, and the crying was enough to make people collapse.But when you are young, it is only natural to hate the world. When you wake up facing the wall and see a bowl of rare fried liver with steamed buns on the table, it is also natural to understand the world.

Standing on the overpass to smoke, looking at the old courtyard across the road, passed by several shops selling condolences, fruit baskets and flowers, stopped hesitantly, and finally did not buy.What he thought was that Xiang Qifei was in the police car, clenched his fists and angrily said "he deserves it", and once planned to go home.It would be nice to have a clear distinction between likes and hates if it can be contagious.Then he can also grind cigarette butts with the toe of his shoes, why should he come to see Qiu Yiming, he deserves it?

But it would be too pitiful for everyone to abandon him and wait for death alone.

The pillars at the door are old and yellow. Walking inside, it seems that there are more cars than people at first glance.Entering the lobby, it will be full of people.When I entered the door, I met an old lady who pinched the laboratory test form, stood leaning against the edge of the ladder, and greeted Chi Yan: "Hey, young man, help me see what this word says? My eyesight is blurred."

The blood test indicators on the list are more or less, and few of them happen to fall in the interval. Chi Yan read the small words she pointed to: "I told you to go to the third floor to find a doctor surnamed Wei."

"Hey, hey," the old lady took the order, "Am I serious?"

How should I answer?I don't understand either.Fortunately, the elevator arrived, opened the door, the old lady staggered in with the flow of people, Chi Yan took two steps back, and waited for the next trip.

He doesn't come to the hospital very often and doesn't like it.This place is too bright in the human world, there is nowhere to hide, and one glance can see through thousands of sufferings, those who live suffer, and those who want to live suffer.Should you be grateful for your life?If it is such an accident.

I asked the nurse station about it. Qiu Yiming was still in the ICU, [-] a day, no visits allowed. I found his bed through the window. At first I was not sure. I stood and watched for a while, and saw that he was full of tubes, and he was thinner than last time. Some, sunken cheeks, prominent cheekbones, nebulizers over their mouths, bandages on their hands, and legs and feet hidden by curtains from view, must be equally miserable.

I stood there for a long time, but there were no counts. During the period, the doctor came to ask, and the pen pointed in the direction of Qiu Yiming, the family members of the sixth bed?No, just know each other.

"Can I pay the fee? Otherwise, I won't be able to schedule the surgery later." The doctor urged, half of his face covered by a non-woven mask, his eyes were cold.Chi Yan nodded, made up the card, billed, and went to the window to line up.A long queue gathered in the hall, and there was still a cigarette left, which was crushed in his pocket, and the tobacco residue covered his hands, and he put it under his nose to sniff, trying to gain some embarrassing peace.

Pay the most important ones first, and the [-] yuan will be bottomed out. Qiu Yiming has no medical insurance, so the rest has to be slowed down.When I went out to buy a soft bag Yuxi, I put it in my mouth at the gate of the yard, and a familiar face came to meet me, walking hurriedly, carrying a fruit basket, holding flowers, and a bag of grapes, in my impression, Qiu Yiming loved to eat.

The man didn't see him, so Chi Yan stepped on his heels and went through the same process again, looking for the nurse's station and heading to the ICU ward, but this time he insisted on entering.

Chi Yan stood five meters away and saw that the three doctors couldn't stop Qiu Changrong. The things he brought fell on the ground, the grapes stepped on purple juice, and the fruit basket stood against the wall. The effect of excessive packaging and formalism can still be reflected in this way .

"Let me take a look at my son," he yelled, his voice so high that he had to kneel down, "I beg you, can I just take a look?"

Chi Yan looked at it, thinking that more than ten years ago, when he was sixteen and Qiu Yiming was ten, he asked him in bed, are you afraid that the second brother will not want you?Standing outside, Qiu Yiming was trembling all over, his arms and legs were cold, he sniffed his nose, and then said, no, he is also my father anyway.

When talking about him at the time, you should be more obedient, but don't be too confident.Now it has been proved that his self-confidence is still justified.Is this the meaning of blood relatives? They hurt each other on weekdays, but they will definitely help each other when talking about life and death.So why am I not worthy of such confidence?

An operating bed in the corridor is being pushed out, and the little nurse is opening the way in front, frowning, calling out to those who are in the way, let it go, let it go.

Chi Yan turned sideways. The person on the bed had just had a tracheotomy and a tube was inserted in his throat. He still had a little consciousness, and his whole face was twisted in pain.

If you really don't like hospitals, any kind of suffering is worse than you, so why are you sentimental?If you can still live, then don't complain.

After escaping outside, I called Xiang Qifei, waiting for a long busy tone, feeling anxious and anxious. Is it the same when you can’t get through to me?After he picked it up, he could hear the rustling of the empty speaker over there, as if talking about politics.

Xiang Qifei lowered his voice: "I'm taking a big class."

"Will the phone call be discovered?"

"No, I'm sitting in the back with earphones on, this class is boring."

"Okay, then I want to accompany you to class for a while." He took out a newly bought cigarette from his pocket, "Can you smoke with me for a while?"

Barrett

My next flag is Friday (including Saturday morning)!Later, Xiao Xiang really chose the safe word quietly. Although it didn't come in handy, he could guess what it was.