whale killer

The piano store moved at the end of 12. It moved a few steps and changed to a bigger store.Chi Yan hadn't had any contact with the manager for many years, and when they met again, the other party's cheeks were swollen, and he could squeeze into a green polo shirt with the hem rolled up to his stomach, a standard Beijing bikini.The world map is hung horizontally in the store, and looking at the photos pinned to it, it can roughly be regarded as having traveled around the world.Or grew up in a city with wind and sand, and have a special attachment to water. They have entered the Tulum underwater cave, chased Jack Storm, and played freediving and underwater hockey in Palawan.Now the enthusiasm has faded, drinking tea in the courtyard of the love nest, sunbathing and dishing walnuts, the personality is the same as before, reminiscing about the past, borrowing everything readily, sending the children working in the store to send the Buddha to the west, and returning it before leaving In a polite way, he said to Chi Yan, "You look a lot more stable than before." It was a belated condolence, but also a luxury of empathy.

Chi Yan was grateful and insisted on doing business. Recently, he could only go in and out, and paid the deposit with all the remaining money. On the first day he returned to the band, he returned to abject poverty.

Ah Nao made a series of reminders, the car was driving too fast, the suv full of equipment successfully rear-ended, and hit a Mazda, the Japanese car was thin and not durable, and a large part was dented.

Once the unlucky start is made, there will always be one after another.You can even question whether someone is secretly asking you to believe in your destiny, forcing you to convert, God is watching, don't struggle, just lie down and do your work.

Xiang Qifei was annoyed: "I was too perfunctory in the temple today."

Chi Yan pinched his face, and raised the drooping corner of his mouth: "Are you still perfunctory?"

"Slightly better than you."

Chi Yan let go: "I don't believe in this kind of formalism."

The trailer was being contacted over there, and Xiang Qifei moved the equipment out of the trunk: "I wondered if I was lucky, would my mother worship Buddha? She stuffed more than a dozen prayers from different temples in my pillowcase. When I came back to travel in Beijing last time, I even made a special trip to Hongluo Temple to ask for a marriage for me."

Chi Yan wanted to laugh: "That's quite clever."

At this time, it was only 10 minutes away from Wudaokou. The positioning sent by Ah Nao showed that the owner of the new venue was keen on both Tuolu and Star Wars.

A long queue was quickly blocked at the intersection where the accident occurred. The speakers were like a poor-quality ensemble, divided into parts, with uneven height and length, and none of them were on beat.Ah Nao called again, what the hell is going on with you, people are ready to enter the venue, can I find a car to pick you up?Chi Yan was sitting on the box with the drum, it was blocked, even the trailer could not get through, the traffic police had more headaches than us, and he couldn't go anywhere with his things.

Hanging up the phone, it's really an addiction right now, Chi Yan felt all over his body and didn't even have a cigarette butt. He was going to the supermarket to buy it, but before he jumped off the box, another candy was stuffed into his hand by Xiang Qifei.

He also had one himself: "Just in case there is still a play!"

Chi Yan stared at him for a while, guessing how much comfort he had in his eyes, how much he was trying to boost his spirits, and how much faith and turning points, but he could only see tolerance and sincerity, and the pupils reflected the light of the street lamps.He thought, maybe it was an illusion, but his eyes were too beautiful and innocent.Or maybe he's always been that way.Xiang Qifei was ashamed of being looked at, and covered his eyes: "Don't stare at me, can you..."

The brain was dizzy for an instant, and the strings broke. Chi Yan pressed his eyelashes against Xiang Qifei's palm: "You pull it out, so I can't look at you."

His hands seemed to be scalded, and he put them down quickly, his eyes filled with shock, he didn't know how to react for a moment, and he also sat on the drum box: "I won't gouge out your eyes."

He scratched his arm again: "A mosquito bit me." He made a cross on the bulge with his nails.

Chi Yan jumped out of the box: "I'm going to buy a bottle of essential oil."

Xiang Qifei teased him: "I'm not afraid...I just, I haven't heard anyone say that, I can't react."

Chi Yan wanted to say, it's okay, I understand.The bell rang before he could speak, and it was put on the outside, and Ah Nao was chattering non-stop on the other end, his voice squeaked through the receiver, as if he had drunk too much.

"I rely on me, rely on me, Liang Cong said let's act on the spot, and now I'm going to take everyone to find you by bicycle," he turned his head and shouted at the people around him, "I'll fuck you slowly!"

Chi Yan frowned: "Who is Liang Cong?"

"What kind of memory-breaking? Just squatted together yesterday, 1.9 meters tall and stupid, with long hair, curly than Xiang Qifei," he came back and said, "I can't stop it, you drink wine like water, people are now Jumping up and down like a monkey, you just wait where you are, tune the instrument first, borrow a power supply if you can, oh my god, who can teach me how to sweep the shared bicycle—”

Xiao Gao spoke earnestly over there: "A gathering of many people needs to be approved..."

"I don't think there's anything wrong with the broken gongs they sing on the side of the road carrying a box piano," Ah Nao yelled before hanging up the phone: "Fuck, how old are you, girl? Just play! Don't worry! Fuck it!"

Chi Yan tuned the piano and installed drums, and Xiang Qifei bought [-] cups of kumquats and lemons at a nearby milk tea shop. He was able to borrow their outdoor sockets, and found a hardware store on foot, and bought a few plug-in boards and converters , Going back to face Chi Yan, I said to myself that I just lost the school camera, and now I am as destitute as you.

The thread boards were thrown on the ground, one by one neatly lined up: "I don't have a penny in my pocket."

Chi Yan was twisting the water cymbal on the drum stand, and raised his eyes to look at Qi Fei: "Then what are you enjoying?"

"Don't worry about it, I'm happy."

Then he took out the square ticket from his pocket and spread it on the drum. The uniform dark red face was undesigned, and the performance information was formatted and printed. There are regrets that I can't forget.The ticket was handed out, "I'm going to enter," he said, "You can check the ticket for me."

The car in the accident was towed away, the traffic slowly resumed, the insurance company also came to arrange claims, the city was in a hurry, busy with getting off work, busy with entertainment, no one noticed the simple stage set up by the roadside.Running around, Xiang Qifei's hair was messy, but Chi Yan still thought it was cute.The two hid behind the drum stand. Chi Yan folded it carefully, tore off the ticket stub, and kept a part of it for one of them, and then kissed the back of Qi Fei's hand to replace the invisible stamp that had to be affixed when entering the venue.

Chi Yan looked at the date on the ticket. The number was extremely heavy and disgusting. In the past, he would never have the confidence to face it like this. He had to rely on high-load work every summer, and a little slack would cause insomnia all night.Now I can't get enough of my eyebrows and eyes, I don't want to do anything, I just want to see you love you, otherwise you really cut it out, take it with you, I can always look at you, I sincerely of--

"Blood, blood!" Xiang Qifei panicked, half-kneeling and took off his T-shirt to cover Chi Yan's nose, "Hold your head up, I'll go find the paper."

Sweat and dust, as well as his unique young hormones, build a large area of ​​sunshine and grassland in the night.

There were still marks on Xiang Qifei's chest and back that Chi Yan had gnawed on, and when he realized it, he blushed and asked for his clothes back, the hem was stained with Chi Yan's blood. "It's too hot in summer, and it's still dry," he said.

Chi Yan asked: "Is it already summer?"

Xiang Qifei nodded, looked at the calendar, and took a tissue to help him stop the bleeding: "It will be the beginning of summer on the fifth."

"June 6," he said, looking at the ticket that Qifei was holding tightly in his hand, "Do you know, it's my birthday."

Xiang Qifei stopped: "It's winter on your ID card."

Chi Yan replied meekly: "That was the day when the second brother picked him up."

It's unknown whether Qin Zhimo's choice of that day was a coincidence or on purpose, but since then he has always hated every rainy June, especially the 27th, which is always an unforgivable sin.He looked up and saw the stars approaching the moon, and the swarms of insects gathered under the light source.

Xiang Qifei made him look forward to June again.

Liang Cong drove Ah Nao on the only electric motorcycle, far away from the dozens of people behind him, all of them had been with the ups and downs, 25 years old guaranteed, there were no lack of bells and whistles, struggling to pedal, Funny looking, like a Kenyan gazelle migrating through a steel forest.Ah Nao's leather coat was tied around his waist, and he only wore white suspenders. The transparent shoulder straps showed traces of his flesh, his arms were covered with thin sweat, and his eyeliner was a little dizzy. The mess is intertwined, a bottle of beer is tied to the back seat, and the green stick is jingling in the plastic cargo box, like ringing a bell, telling the world that we are here, and don’t go back if you don’t have a good time tonight.

The outdoors are still not as good as the indoors. Li Xiaojiu only stuffed three commonly used effectors and a wah pedal in his bag. It’s really lucky that someone is willing to go so far to watch such a performance with no guarantee of quality. Yan wants to come, torrential fit, I have to watch even if my mother is going to die here.

There is no mixer, no ear return, no monitor, only rely on tacit understanding and experience to judge and cooperate.After only performing three Blue Dot songs, Ah Nao couldn't bear to play the initial torrential bassline. The timbre produced was not perfect, but the original, vigorous, resentment and roar in the key of D-flat, followed by Li Xiaojiu's heavy drumbeat Percussion, the anger and incomprehension of the world at the age of 19, turned into rebellion without a reason, and was sung again on the road to the age of 30, naive and sincere.

Chi Yanchang, come on, empty my wallet, if I am free, I can be bought and sold.He sings, I will stand up in the wheat field and disappear in the city.I drowned among the reeds, he sang, I rotted in silence, I dug my own grave, I threw splendor into the abyss.He also sang, I had a toy in 99, and I threw it in the sea in the east. It often flickered in my dreams, begging for a kiss and an apartment.

Almost by professional instinct, Xiang Qi was not recording, and Chi Yan projected into his less than five-inch screen, becoming a kind of eternity.The noise attracts more passers-by to stop, look sideways, and abuse, and also attracts strangers to join in the carnival, share pogo, climb onto the roof of the car parked on the side of the road and dive into the grass.Beer is not enough to drink, and kumquat and lemon can also make people intoxicated.Sing along with your voice, everyone can do 15 seconds of Henry Rollings, and it's like looking forward to a black flag tour around the millennium.Ah was tired of playing, so he changed to the bass player he made acquainted with last night and went to improvise, while Liang Cong was already doing somersaults in the crowd.In the next second, Xiang Qifei caught the two kissing, his big hand reached into the white sling, and pressed the tattoo on Ah Nao's shoulder blade, and love was also catalyzed here, accelerating, accelerating, as if the lifeline was the lead of gunpowder.

Zhang Xiaozhou wrote that Beijing is like a thief ship to them, and Utopia is farther away. What are young people in the 21st century resisting? The answer is still vague.At the moment, there is only the underground atmosphere of the old era, rough, brave, and choking.

The police siren rang in the distance, and the crowd scattered in all directions. They grabbed what they could take away and ran away. Ah Nao sat in the back seat of Liang Cong, buttoned up his helmet, and shouted behind him: "I won't go in twice in 24 hours!"

Chi Yan picked up a piano on his back, and grabbed Qi Fei's wrist to urge him to run quickly. At midnight, he crossed Zhongguancun against the wind, and then hid in a deserted alley to kiss.Xiang Qifei dug and explored in his mouth with Chi Yan, and sirens flashed by his ears, thinking, this is too fucking exciting.

I didn't go home that night, I opened a room nearby, and I didn't shy away from holding hands to buy a set at the front desk. It's just for one day, let's go to hell with the world.Having sex with Chi Yan in a windowless room, the two tied their hands together for the whole night. Chi Yan was in Xiang Qifei's body, leaning over his ear and saying to him, you are so beautiful.Xiang Qifei held two drops of physiological tears, and touched Chiyan to make a shape on his lower abdomen.

The next day, I was woken up by a phone call as usual. At three o'clock in the afternoon, it was Qian Hui who yelled: "What did you do?"

Yawning to Qifei: "I'm sleepy, if you fart, let it go."

"Your counselor has been looking for you and found me here."

Flipping the phone, I missed more than 20 calls, rubbing my eyes: "...I just skipped class all morning."

"Who cares about your skipping class? He said that the police are looking for you," Qian Huilai said, "He said that a friend of yours has been detained. It seems that Li Xiaoji is here? He needs someone to get it."

Immediately woke up, pushed Chi Yan up to get dressed and checked out, at the same time called Ah Nao and turned off the phone.When you wait for the elevator, you have to press the down button, and the news pops up on your phone: Soundgarden lead singer Chris Cornell died suddenly on May 5, local time, after finishing a performance in Detroit. The cause of death is unknown. He was 17 years old.

Barrett

The worst thing in this chapter is Xiaoqian, who has lost love before he has a crush on it.