whale killer

Liang Cong squatted outside the noodle shop and smoked a whole cigarette, his breathing rate slowed down, as if he was trying to stretch the time a little longer, even a fool could see that he was waiting for someone on purpose.Outdoors are sultry, and they are not two hands as fans. They are absent -minded and attached to each other. Hmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhin Advise points.Xiang Qifei was gradually unable to intervene, and listening to their accents with big ice balls could warm the dog days.

The small wonton shop next door is approaching dinner time, and the boss is setting up small folding tables outside the house, with plastic stools around them.Liang Cong stared at the old oil stains on the floor tiles for a while, and the sparks burned the filter tip, which burned his hands. He jumped up and threw the cigarette butt to crush it, and finally gave up. "I'm leaving." He said, patted Xiang Qifei on the shoulder, stood up and went to the side of the road to stop the car.

Xiang Qifei opened his mouth and wanted to persuade: "Don't..."

"Don't worry about anything," Liang Cong interrupted him, "Come to me when she's full, isn't she cheap? Come back to you guys, hurry up." He pointed at the puppy circling the almond tree: " See, I'm dating you, like that little thing." Looking over Xiang Qifei's shoulder and looking behind him, "Old Chi is looking for you, fuck it."

Ren Hulala walked with Liang Cong for most of the time.Turning his head to Qifei, he saw that Chi Yan was pushing open the glass door of the noodle restaurant and coming out. The printed half-sleeved shirt he was wearing on the road was taken off and hung on his shoulders. He left a white vest on his upper body, and a little sweat dripped from his chest. He opened the caps with two bottles. soda.At the door, the puppy tripped over his own leash, so Chi Yan squatted down to help it out, squinting at them at the same time.

Running outside for the past few months, Chi Yan made up for the lack of sunshine in the past few years. He got a little tanned, and was caught by Ah Nao and put sunscreen on his arms and face. Never be ugly.Xiang Qifei doesn't care, he looks healthier now than he did half a year ago.At that time, Chi Yan's diet, work and rest were all in disorder, and he didn't eat and sleep on time. He only looked like a human being, and he seemed to be able to melt when the sun shone.Once Chi Yan complained of chest tightness, and dragged him to a physical examination, he was found to have arrhythmia and occasional premature ventricular contractions.Although they were common minor illnesses, Xiang Qifei was terrified enough that he had to set a schedule for sex/love at one point, and verbally agreed that he must go to bed after 12:30.It was extremely difficult to actually implement it, so Chi Yan always hugged him tightly and murmured in his ear for another 10 minutes.As a result, countless 10 minutes passed, and Chi Yan coaxed and lied, still kissing his collarbone and spine over and over again.

Xiang Qifei stood still, and Chi Yan led the dog to a trot for two steps. The tree shadows were mottled on his shoulders, and the scar left by tattoo removal on his left shoulder seemed to suddenly become conspicuous.

"I thought you were gone far away," Chi Yan handed over a bottle of soda, and said casually, "I haven't come back for so long, I'm afraid you will run away with Liang Cong."

Ever since showing his identity on the Internet, Xiang Qifei occasionally fell into some kind of hypocritical introspection these days: I can fall in love with Chi Yan, how is it different from other fans?After comparing and comparing, I wrote down my characteristics one by one in the memo, and came to the conclusion that it was mainly good luck and thick skin.Fortunately, he is very good at self-comfort, Ah Q spirit, luck is also a kind of strength.The next morning, I went to the Sports Lottery to buy a ten-yuan scratch-off lottery, and I got a fifty-dollar ticket. I bought ice cream for everyone to eat. I sat on the bench in the corner of the rehearsal room and thought, I'll go, it turns out that winning the lottery can also be depressing.

Xiang Qifei took the bottle, not very interested, wiped off the condensation on the bottle with his thumb, and asked, "When did I run away with someone?"

Chi Yan didn't answer, but pulled Xiang Qifei's wrist on the side of the road and kissed his forehead.

Recently, Li Xiaojiu was spoiled by Qian Huilai so that he could show his beauty.It's also amazing, Qian Huilai accurately discovered that Li Xiaojiu's facial features are all ordinary, except for a long and beautiful nose. If he compares it by himself, if it is based on a fair and just attitude, Xiang Qifei would not dare to pat his chest to promise Chi Yanneng was even better.Qian Huilai first dragged and cut off Li Xiaojiu's semi-permanent mushroom head, then took him to be invisible, and even lent him his own clothes to wear before the performance.Qian Huilai has a big frame, and the clothes on Li Xiaojiu are slightly oversized, so that he appeared in the rehearsal room for the first time with a new look. Ah Nao glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and gave directions: "You went to the wrong place, the rapper is next door."

Today, I was half an hour late and called to remind me. It was Qian Huilai who coaxed Li Xiaoba to answer, and babbled out a few words under the guidance: "Father, Yiyi, Xin."

Ah Nao came to a conclusion based on the above information: I think Yaguai and Xiaojiu are shopping.

And the corpse caller spent the last two hours before the opening in the rehearsal room a few streets away, but he didn't practice much, occupying the space and drinking a lot of wine.Blue Dot performed behind them, and they had to go to the venue to tune first in order.

The scene in Nanjing was too tortuous, and Xiang Qi was chilling behind his unintuitive backstage. He secretly checked the almanac with his mobile phone in the background, but he didn't see clearly behind the word "Ji". Candy, unpacking it, said: "Look at what this is for, it's better to trust me than to trust it."

Liang Cong didn't let go of his glass until he came on stage, and finally took off the microphone and sat on the monitor to sing.Ah Nao was upset from Tianling to tailbone today, rolling his eyes in the background: "Pretending to be your mother's lover?"

Ahead, the venue was full of feedback and howling. Liang Cong didn't care at all. Except for a few metal Titos who came here admiringly, he insisted on operating the railing in the front row. New and old music fans from Chongchi retreated to the bar door to wait. , Covering his ears with a serious expression, he almost scolded from the air, don't fucking rape/rape my eardrums.

At the same time, Qin Zheng wanted to stay and watch.In the past, Chi Yan sent him back to the hotel to be stationed on the grounds that he was young and unsafe, and Qin Zheng silently agreed.The two of them tacitly said that they were both afraid of mentioning that youknowwho, one wanted to but didn't dare, and the other really didn't want to.Today is an anomaly.

"Just this scene," he stared at Chi Yan at the time, his pupils were as black as ink, and he called Chi Yan "brother" very rarely and jerkyly.

Xiang Qifei has rarely seen Qin Zheng making requests recently, and couldn't bear to refuse. He was stuck in the middle of holding water, and it was definitely easier for him to persuade Chi Yan, and pointed three fingers at the edge of the temple: "I promise to take care of Xiaozheng so that he won't let him mess up." run."

Chi Yan put on an iron face for less than three seconds, soft-hearted always overwhelmingly won in various decision-making processes, and finally let go reluctantly.

It is said that minors are not allowed to enter, but in the actual venue, no one cares about this, and those younger than Qin Zheng often appear and disappear.On the second floor, a creaking ceiling fan hangs above the head, and the band is doing the final tuning.Xiang Qifei seldom goes to booths and feels bored. At the moment, there are a few managers of small local labels, or acquaintances from various acquaintances, drinking too much and talking about insider gossip. Where are you going to sleep, where am I going to find a genius today, or laugh intermittently, Liang Cong is really in a bad state today.Qin Zheng sat cross-legged next to the guardrail, looking towards a dark corner downstairs.Xiang Qifei looked in the direction he was looking at, but couldn't see why, he only saw a mass of people's heads in darkness, and the number of audience was several times higher than that of the screaming corpses, ghosts, ghosts, and wolves, and his eyes were dizzy. The word "Tangtuo" was shouted in unison.Glancing down, she didn't know why Qin Zheng could stare for so long.

Xiang Qifei threw peanuts into his mouth, wondering how many people are old music fans, and how many are attracted by Chi Yan in the video. In just a few days, he completed himself into a torrent, and shared the hearsay with the people around him with great interest all of the stories.Thinking too much and depressed, fuck, why am I the only one in these stories without a name.It wasn't until he received a text message that he suddenly realized that it had become a habit for Chi Yan to look for him during performances, and he sent him before picking up the piano: "Stand up a bit, I can't see you."

The rubbed peanut skins were piled up on a table, the fan blades stirred the air, and flew everywhere. Xiang Qifei leaned on the railing and waved to Chi Yan across the field.Did you see it? Did you see it?Chi Yan is really naive sometimes, and his mental age may not be much older than Qin Zheng.

Chi Yan finally returned to the state of performance. Amidst countless voices shouting "Tangtuo", he emphasized in the most stable tone:

"Blue dot, don't bark."

It had little effect, and the obedient ones were not called rock fans. There was a lot of noise, and they still yelled "Too awesome" and "Let Chi Yan sing" sporadically.In the next second, in the direction Qin Zheng was looking at, someone raised a flag and foam board placed in the dark. After everyone saw the pattern clearly, after a short silence, a small range of whimpers came from below.

The flag was waving with difficulty in the room, and Qin Zhimo's old smiling faces floated in the air, the light was dim, his appearance was gentle and calm, and there was no trace of melancholy or hysteria.Before the first note was played on the stage, no one knew who started first, and everyone sang "Wish you were here" one after another.

The mourning moved even unrelated people, and they lamented together the two souls who had been lost in the fish tank year after year.The lights chased the audience, and everyone moistened their eyes.It's not incomprehensible. It was a belated sense of collective ritual when the torrent disappeared.As Liang Cong always said, in the final analysis, it is all about self-impression.Xiang Qifei saw Chi Yan standing on the stage, light can also be a kind of punishment, watching him lower his eyes, watching him play his piano against the harmony, watching him take a small step towards the dark place, and Spotlight also followed.Seeing Qin Zheng hugging his knees, he thinks he should have realized that this is a hard-won opportunity for him to miss his brother openly.

The world suddenly became bigger again, and it wasn't just him and Chi Yan.Even with a lot of hard work, some memories are like tattoos that cannot be washed clean. He wants to forget, but someone always reminds him to remember.

Chi Yan was not in a good state throughout the whole scene, rushing to shoot frequently, as if he was in a hurry to end the performance.In the last song, Ah Nao’s voice flutters, singing about the explosion of planets, the collapse of the universe, the earth is but a grain of stardust, and the Milky Way is just an aftermath.Chi Yan went down with a pick and swept the three strings, the steel wire pierced into the flesh, oozing blood, and sticking to the golden pickguard of the electric guitar.Only Li Xiaojiu was able to keep the tempo steady, and the performance was barely maintained, and the speed was getting faster and faster.Chi Yan flogged himself with incomplete notes, like countless strings on his body, and ended the last riff almost tragically. He smashed the piano for the second time in his life.

The audience reveled because of this, roaring, embracing this emotional peak, crying and screaming, one after another, but they still didn't forget to climb the railing and dive into the water, and rushed to the stage to pick up the spare pick box that the musicians kept at hand.Chi Yan didn't say a word, turned away from the crowd, leaving behind a fanaticism, and never looked back.

Qin Zheng was also crying, crying so much that Xiang Qifei was upset.

Be quiet.stop fighting.Stop shouting.do not Cry.

stop fucking crying.

After more than [-] years of being crazy, and having watched countless performances, it was the first time that he hated kitsch moments so much, and even captured what Chi Yan wanted to escape all these years.They didn't understand what kind of person Qin Zhimo was, didn't understand what happened, and didn't understand that Qin Zhimo was like a huge dark cloud, like a towering mountain, pressing on the shoulders of the entire band.

But people are like this, they don't care about the truth, they only love legends.

Even a year ago, he himself was nothing more than that.I wonder what is the difference between me and them?It's just because of luck, so I know more.

No one should be blamed, but everything is unsolvable, absurd, and irreconcilable. The more Chi Yan embraces the world, the more the world celebrates his pain.

Xiang Qifei ran downstairs, pushed aside the crowd, squeezed through sweat and tears, squeezed through suffocating grief, and rushed to the backstage.

Chi Yan needs me, he thought, now, no one needs me more than him.