whale killer

Xiang Qifei didn't notice anything unusual until he hung up the phone that day.Tasting carefully in my heart, it is characterized as some kind of secret interest.During this period, he repeatedly wanted to speak and chat in a low voice, but Chi Yan would hiss lightly to protect his rare peace.Xiang Qifei focused his attention back to the lecturer's mouth, dry and boring, and he seemed to be able to see the circle of dead skin and dullness at the end of the sitting, just chanting scriptures according to the scriptures.

So I imagined that the whole body is full of second-hand smoke. Damn, why are there so many days before the weekend?

In the next few days, he would occasionally make a phone call back. When he encountered attendance classes that were not of much interest, or was doing homework in the library, he asked Chi Yan to accompany him in the air. Others hung up headphones to listen to music, cross talk and English, and he hung up headphones to listen to it. Chi Yan breathed.

The other party did not refuse, turned on the hands-free mobile phone and put it on the table, and the two of them went about their own business. Chi Yan sometimes practiced the piano, climbed the grid, Aguado, various etudes, mechanical hot hands, and a metronome ticking in the distance. After 10 minutes, I started to practice the new job I took over. I helped record the guitar track for a small singer’s album. Listen to him practice, read and write questions.

This kind of work is very cost-effective and effortless. According to Chi Yan's report, it seems that the gold masters are big and small. If you are lucky, you can get seven or eight thousand, but the relative front is also dragged on. It may be recorded intermittently for several months, and one day Those who can deliver and settle the payment can earn four to five hundred, but the overall income still depends on fate.

The guitarist himself is meaningless, it's just a business.Xiang Qifei was wronged for him, what kind of songs are those, not difficult, not good to listen to, how to play how other people tell you, where is the rockstar in your heart?Chi Yan smiled, he was suffocated to death, how old am I?Can rock and roll be eaten?

27.

27, Xiang Qifei said in his heart, the most risky year in the life of almost every talented musician. "Then I have to protect you."

"Protect yourself first." Chi Yan returned to him.

After class on Friday, I asked Chi Yan if he wanted to pick Qin Zheng home together. Chi Yan was silent for a while, and said that he might not want to see me.

I have contacted the teacher earlier, and today I am here to pick up someone. Xiang Qifei only needs to wait at the door, and bring a bunch of strawberries with rock sugar along the way.

He and the navigator stopped in front of the retractable door of the boarding department, there were some other parents outside, and there was also a luxury car one by one, waiting for the scattered radish heads to carry their schoolbags and run out one by one.However, Qin Zheng was given special treatment, and was taken out by the teacher and handed over to Xiang Qifei, who told him repeatedly that Xiaozheng was not in a good mood recently, never talked, and his appetite was smaller than before.

Bingtang strawberries were given to him, but Qin Zheng squeezed his hands and refused to eat them. He led Xiang Qifei back and asked after a long time, "Why didn't he come?"

Xiang Qifei responded fluently: "He's worried that you're still angry."

"Liar." Qin Zheng said, "Because he doesn't like me."

Being caught between these two people, Mr. Xiang Qifei will inevitably have a headache.

Qin Zheng is very similar to Chi Yan in some ways, sensitive and stubborn.Do you really hate him?From Xiang Qifei's point of view, it's obviously impossible. He blames so much on the surface, but he cares and is cautious in his heart. He almost said that everyone else has thrown me away, so don't throw me away.

Letting go of Xiang Qifei's hand to unwrap the paper bag from the candied haws, Qin Zheng still retained the rebellious style of a primary school student, and pretended to be indifferent, "Then I don't like him either."

Xiang Qifei thought to himself, next time he will have to drag Chi Yan to pick him up no matter what he says.

After ten minutes of walking and turning into the neighborhood, Qin Zheng still had three strawberries left in a bunch, hanging tremblingly on the bamboo sticks, with his hands behind his back, not to be held by Xiang Qifei, and said "wait a minute, I'll go up after eating."

Xiang Qifei waited for him to eat, and then helped him wipe his mouth clean.He himself has never had an overnight feud since he was a child. Qian Huilai crushed his Gameboy in the morning, and the two of them could throw sandbags in the yard at night. Anyway, they were playing with everything.And Qin Zheng couldn't do it, what's the matter with going home with candied haws in his hand?As if reconciled.

When he went upstairs and knocked on the door, Chi Yan responded very slowly. After Qin Zheng claimed his new room, he locked himself in without saying a word.Chi Yan took two keys from the corner cabinet drawer, first gave one to Xiang Qifei, and stuffed the other key into Qinzheng's room along the bottom of the door, and was kicked out after a while.Too lazy to care anymore, Chi Yan went back to his room and collapsed on the bed.At first, Xiang Qifei thought he was just tired, but his walking posture looked strange, and he followed him to push away his hair covering his face, and there was a bruise on the side near his eyes, and then lifted his clothes to check, and found that his ribs and belly were also bruised and purple.

Xiang Qifei panicked, went to the drawer to search for unused safflower oil, poured a few drops into the palm of his hand, rubbed it to warm it up, and put it on Chi Yan's wound to help him push the medicine, "Did you meet a debt collector?"

"No," Chi Yan felt pain all over his body when he moved, and he lay quietly and served Xiang Qifei, "I got into fights when I drank too much."

The whole room was filled with spicy medicinal oil and a pungent smell of ginger camphor, and Xiang Qifei babbled, "You said it yourself, how old are you? Why do you still do such a hot-blooded young man? What if you hurt your hand? Really?" When you are so beaten up at seventeen or eighteen, and you keep telling me not to get hurt all day long, you can’t hear me when you come to me. What will you do if you want to get hurt, Xiaozheng? Don’t expect me to take care of you for the rest of your life, although it’s not impossible, you If I have to use a wheelchair, then I will..."

Chi Yan patted the remaining half of the bed, called Xiang Qifei to come up, put his arms around his back, pressed the endless mouth into his arms, and pressed the words behind into his chest, "Don't talk."

Drinking and fighting are almost equivalent to social indicators in this circle. Whoever hasn't dropped a few wine bottles at the performance venue proves that he also has no right to speak.In the early years, regardless of how well the piano was played, someone even imitated Sid Vicious and slashed his chest with a blade on the stage.But later, the control was arrested, and I wrote fuck/your mother’s stupid/forced the world on my body, full of anger, when I was the savior of punk, the next second the world cut off the resistance factor from the root, and trained you Submissive post.

I had an appointment with my second brother in Ram last night. 798 hadn’t been here for many years. The last time I was in love with Qin Zhimo, I accompanied him to the Ullens around the corner to see the installation exhibition. Apichatpong, what’s your last name? Too difficult to read, forget.The exhibition hall is dark, and the theme is about darkness and night. I still remember the print on the exhibition brochure, "When you can't see, your thinking dominates everything." I found a way out for my life that year, and I can still fart. I said to Qin Zhimo, I Can also be seen.Qin Zhimo covered his eyelashes with his fingers, and said with a smile, then you can dominate me and let me see?

The Rams have parties, and apart from the regular drinkers, there is also a group of metal party members, with long-haired vests and guitars of different shapes, who are singing "Cityboyblues" by the Clown Crewe.You have to shout at the top of your voice when chatting, and the second brother didn't mention Qiu Yiming at all, and let's talk about the past first.From the very beginning, it was actually a matter of taking stock of all the things that are in your favor. Chi Yan listened and did not refute, and what he said was not false.

The two glasses of wine bottomed out, slightly drunk, and entered the confession session, and the topic was to ask Chi Yan to help find Xiang Qifei for a chat, to change his confession, and to talk about the accidental fire. After the relationship is established, the previous records can not be counted temporarily.In the end it was another sigh. I didn't know that kid had a fucking criminal record. If he was sentenced to ten years, his life would be over.

At what moment did he start to count his life? This is something that all parents can't figure out in this life. You have to blame other people and other things for the reason, Chi Yan pondered, maybe since you don't know the first After a few slaps, and the first few words "I don't have your son", it's over.

Ten years ago, Qiu Changrong was still a small owner of a record store with mediocre sales, and then supported Chi Yan to form Pengtiao, and gained some fame underground in the capital. He used this to deal with the managers of various performance venues and start a brokerage business.Based on the record industry, most small bands have to be led by him at the beginning, and the fee is drawn from the tickets.In recent years, there are often Hong Kong and Taiwan orchestras who plan to go north to develop, and they are introduced to be promoters, and they get a lot of money.He has the sophistication of a businessman, but also has a certain quack air, and he likes others to owe him some affection, so it will be convenient for him to do things in the future.

Chi Yan did not explicitly agree to his request.Ask yourself, the second elder brother treats him wholeheartedly, so Chi Yan never refuses as long as he asks for the big and small things in the past.If you really ask yourself, Xiang Qifei will definitely think about it seriously.But what should I say, Xiao Xiang, tell me a lie so that the person who hurt you will be sentenced to a few years less.Can't say it.

The second brother said everything, and thanked Chi Yan for paying for the medicine, and said he wanted to replenish him, but Chi Yan said no.So the second brother took the initiative to advance the money for the drink and withdrew early. Qiu Yiming had just been transferred out of the ICU. He was in a stable condition, not yet conscious, and needed someone to accompany him to bed.Chi Yan drank two cups alone, and then how did he fight with that group of people? Forget it, the cause is always a small thing, more subjectively wanting to fight, even if the sense of relief brought by the music begins to weaken, the physical fight will not Still retains the same energy.

Embracing the opposite is also true.as at this moment.He didn't know where to put the medicated oil in his hands, but his cheeks were hot in his chest.

According to Xiang Qifei's observation, Chi Yan was extraordinarily tender today, and he didn't even say no when he raised his head to kiss the corner of his jaw.Pushing forward and looking upwards, she lay on his chest, "You won't refuse my true kiss again."

Chi Yan looked into his eyes, "I have been to your dormitory."

"Didn't find me? Why didn't you call." Xiang Qifei changed his posture and hugged him tightly around the bruise.The two windows are covered with curtains, a small wind blows in slowly, the blackout cloth undulates, and the sunset glows like waves in the house.

"It's late, I don't want to disturb you." Chi Yan said, as if begging for a reward, but he hated himself in his heart, which was too much like a baby.

Xiang Qifei liked it, and pecked the corner of his mouth, "Just call me next time, I can run down to find you in five seconds."

That night, Xiang Qifei finally stopped sharing a small bed with Qin Zheng, and moved into Chi Yan's bedroom as a matter of course.But there are still some words that Chi Yan never said.

That night I stood downstairs in your dormitory all night, smoking half a pack of cigarettes, guessing which window is your window, guessing what dream you were having, guessing whether you would still have a wet dream when you woke up, someone saw you embarrassed ?Depending on the time, you may be back in ten hours. It shouldn't always affect you, and you shouldn't be too dependent. I can wait.Later, at dawn, I walked all the way home, stopped and saw the wreckage in the distance, realized that my home was gone, gone again, and suddenly I missed you very, very much.

Barrett

Sorry for being late again!My flags are really all flags (kneeling