whale killer

Chi Yan finally let out a sigh of relief when he lay back on his old mattress.As he drove back, he kept thinking, how long had it been since he had seen such a person?Two years, three years, or longer, maybe I have never encountered such a persistent, blind, or to put it harshly, person who doesn't know the sense of proportion, or who doesn't know what is driving him.Of course, it may also be that I have never noticed it before.

Leaving the number to Xiang Qifei was somewhat impulsive.Chi Yan frowned, couldn't sleep, and had a headache, and even his bad ear was screaming faintly.Flipped a grain of ibuprofen from the drawer, swallowed it with the water left in the glass yesterday, and took down Xiang Qifei's paper from the wall behind him, which was originally pinned to the sonicyouth "EVOL" disc. On the accompanying poster.

It's still the same, Chi Yan thought, making decisions based on instinct, impulsiveness, and a moment of adrenaline, and tried to change it, but now it seems that there should be no progress.Like the lighter in my pocket, I have been throwing it away for many years, but I can't throw it away, and I will find it again every time.But every time he passed a red light, he did hesitate whether to make a U-turn, go back to the hotel, and throw the note away before the child woke up.But at the same time, he also thought of his frozen red hand, poking out from under the quilt, grabbing the corner of his clothes at some point.

He couldn't grasp it tightly, so he patted the back of his hand and snapped his fingers a few more times, and he let go by himself, and curled back into the bed, with half of his face huddled inside, and his hair curled together, like a small animal.

The two times I saw him, he was almost fully armed, with a lot of scarves, hats and cotton coats, and his hands were freezing to the touch.Are you really not afraid of the cold?Chi Yan turned on the air conditioner for him, absolutely talking nonsense.

But thinking about these messes all the way, there was no chance to turn, and the little broken car drove straight back.

Chi Yan put the story aside, the medicine took effect, the tense feeling in his head became relieved, and the drowsiness also crept in. He curled up on the mattress, ready to sleep for a while, and when he woke up, he wanted to give the car to him. The boss sent it back, and he could also go to the logistics to pick up a wave of goods, and remember to remit Qin Zheng's money along the way.

With that thought in mind, before his eyes could be closed tightly, news came in.The phone was in the coat pocket, Chi Yan didn't want to look at it, and planned to wake up before talking, but the text messages have not stopped since then, buzzing continuously.

He took out his phone from his pocket, it was a number he hadn't saved, and he sent more than a dozen exclamation marks, only the latest one was written.

"I really love you to death!!! Idol!!!"

Chi Yan looked at this line of words, with his thumb hanging in the air, and then he came back to his senses and cleared those exclamation marks, but Xiang Qifei's text messages could not be cleared, and new ones were constantly coming out.He just turned off the phone, and the world was finally clean.

Lie back on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep.

Love, or die, Chi Yan thought, two heavy things were combined by Xiang Qifei, but it was such an easy word.He stared back at the ceiling, surrounded by various posters, which was the only white wall left in the whole room.

Xiang Qifei squatted on the hard sofa in the hotel lobby, waiting for the phone to be powered on.Never in his life had a moment felt as long as it did now.The rent was paid by Chi Yan again, and his deposit of more than 100 yuan was refunded.Xiang Qifei tapped his knee with his index finger, and thought that Chi Yan's poverty might be justifiable. The band is gone, and he only hangs out in various bars and does accompaniment work. It doesn't look like he can make a lot of money He looked like he was always eating, drinking, and sleeping, who can guarantee that Chi Yan didn't eat instant noodles for a week when he went back?

The more I think about it, the more I feel that my guess is correct. The money must be returned to Chi Yan by a chance. He doesn't need Alipay, so he can only pay it in person.

The screen of the phone finally lit up, and for the first second when it was turned on, Xiang Qifei was only excited, and entered Chi Yan's number on the text message page. When he couldn't figure out what to say, he sent a bunch of exclamation points, followed by some nonsense. gibberish.

During the period, he also saved Chi Yan's remarks as "the heart of the universe is the softest", and Xiang Qifei waited for a while, but did not receive any reply, so he couldn't help calling, but the other party had already shut down.

The gentle and gentle ponytail sister at the front desk didn't mind if he sat for a while, so Xiang Qifei couldn't stay still anymore. When the battery was charged to 30%, she unplugged the charger and returned it. She went to the nearest subway station to go back to school. Yan Yan sent a text message about meeting to pay back the money, but no one answered, and the phone was still turned off after calling.

He continued to send "The number you gave me is not fake [big cry]". After sending, he was not sure whether Chi Yan's mobile phone could see the emoji, and added, "The last one is a crying emoji."

It was not until eight o'clock in the evening that Chi Yan finally returned.Hearing the sound, Xiang Qifei raised his head from the game, left his roommate to touch the phone, and within five seconds, the game character was headshot and fell to the ground.

For the first time ever, Chi Yan answered three in a row.Numbers are true, this is one.The second is the bank card number, followed by the previous sentence, if the money must be repaid, it will be transferred to this card.

"The name of the head of the household is Qin Zhimo." This is the third item.

It was almost ten o'clock, and Xiang Qifei asked Chen Cheng to visit the record store.

The two of them met in the club when they were sophomores. Chen Cheng is a typical little girl with thin shoulders and bangs. She likes to sing and has a sweet voice. She is obsessed with pink and bowknots most of the time. Dirty words, Kedi pretends to be a punk cool girl as soon as she jumps up.The two had been in love for a period of time, but their horoscopes did not match, and they quickly and peacefully broke up.Xiang Qifei's fire stick was sold to her that year, but later she won a prize in the campus singer contest, plus some of her own savings, and immediately exchanged for a full Yamaha list.

Chen Cheng had also been fascinated by Pengtuo, especially Qin Zhimo.When they were in love, Xiang Qifei often listened to their gossip from Chen Cheng. Every time she mentioned her, she felt sad for a while. Can talk about these trivialities.Xiang Qifei doesn't believe it, can you rotten girls do it?Just slander the pure revolutionary friendship between us men all day long.Chen Cheng just stared at him and slapped him twice, cursing Xiang Qifei, a stupid straight man whose eyes are so hard to poke, so as not to stay on his head and occupy the public area.

As a result, just after receiving Chi Yan's text message, Xiang Qifei immediately thought of this, the money didn't continue to be transferred, and he felt weird, as if a stone was stuck there suddenly, he couldn't touch it, and he panicked, maybe it was understanding No, why did Chi Yan ask him to send money to someone who is gone.It could be something else, I can't tell.He repeatedly opened and closed WeChat five or six times, and finally sent a message to Chen Cheng, I might be really blind.

Chen Cheng replied in seconds: "Let's talk first! I have a boyfriend! You have something to think about before you say it!"

Xiang Qifei couldn't figure it out, how should I ask this question?About Qin Zhimo and Chi Yan, I didn't want to hear about it back then, and I always refused to let Chen Cheng continue to chat. If we talked, we would quarrel. Now it's good, and I'm rushing to coax my aunt to speak. Chen Cheng is cool, "Your pan Chi How about giving me a signed CD?"

Xiang Qifei replied: "That won't work, other discs, I will give you three discs, choose whatever you want, how about it?"

As a result, Chen Cheng is now holding two Bjorks, and taking Yoko Kanno from the shelf recommended by the boss to make an ost for Ghost in the Shell, lying flat on the counter and waiting for Qi Fei to check out, while telling him: " I told you that the two of them were together, although it was not made public, but no one denied it no matter who asked, if you don’t believe it, what else can you do?”

The shop is small and crowded, with a long and thin one, and it looks like someone's entrance is open on the road from the outside.The stacks of discs are trembling, but they have never been seen to be reversed.Xiang Qifei finished paying, holding two cups of milk tea that he just bought in line in his hands, feeling more and more unable to express his feelings.The last record on the recommended shelf went into Chen Cheng's pocket, and he looked down the other shelves row by row. Before he could see the bottom, a dilapidated minivan stopped at the door.

Looking out in response, a man and a woman came down one after another, carrying goods out of the trunk one by one.

Ah Nao came in and saw Xiang Qifei. Before the two could speak, Chen Cheng was the first to get excited. He took the two glasses of drinks from Xiang Qifei and put them on the counter, then pushed him hard, "Why are you standing there? Hurry up!" help!"

Xiang Qifei walked straight to the rear compartment in a daze. Chi Yan was stacking two boxes of goods together and preparing to move them in, and he didn't seem too surprised to see him.Although in theory, it seems that Chi Yan has never been surprised.Xiang Qifei also dragged a box, and the two girls sat by the door to get in the way, each drinking a glass of drink, chatting with the boss, watching them work by the way, Ah Nao was still a few meters away to tease Xiang It's not: "Ability, Xiao Xiang, you can find it here too. Did you install location tracking on Chi Yan?"

I do.Tell him what you don't mean.

Ah made a fuss, glanced at Chen Cheng, put his arm on his shoulder and smiled cheaply: "You brought a honey?"

Chen Cheng immediately wanted to separate the relationship.Xiang Qifei looked at Chi Yan, who should still do what he should do, and there was no movement at all.He pursed his lips, rarely wanting to answer.

Chi Yan put the two boxes of goods back into the house, and Xiang Qifei followed behind. There were probably all kinds of records in the boxes, which were heavier than expected.Chi Yan turned around to take the goods away from him, "You are a customer, and you don't need to do the work."

Xiang Qifei didn't let go: "I'm willing to do it!"

Having seen Xiang Qifei's annoyance, Chi Yan didn't intend to stop him, anyway, there were only the last two boxes left, and each person carried one box in and counted.After checking the inventory with the boss, Chi Yan went to replenish the recommended shelves with records.Arranged one by one, there are new ones, and some out-of-print old discs at high prices.Mostly rock music, Black Flag, Black Panther, Sound Garden, as well as early Cohen and King Crimson, there are also some that Xiang Qifei has never heard or seen.The two girls next to him had successfully chatted, and Ah Nao chatted with the boss about the new band, and Xiang Qifei stood quietly watching Chi Yan's delivery, as if he was isolated in the crowd for the first time.

After Chi Yan finished tidying up the shelves, taking advantage of the crowds and the cold weather, the boss decided to close the door early today and invite everyone to eat something warm, then made a phone call, and even invited Xiang Qifei and Chen together.

Watching the boss pull the switch and lock it, he came here to buy records for several years, and it was the first time that Xiang Qifei took a serious look at this small room full of discs, and the recommended shelf that Chi Yan might have been sorting out all along, And the door of the small shop, black background, white characters, thin, squeezed between two piano shops——

Light of the city.

Xiang Qifei went to Chi Yan again.The other party's eyes were empty, and he was also looking at the words that the lights were off. He held a small half of a cigarette in his left hand. He didn't smoke, so he let it burn. He was silent in the dark night, not knowing what he was thinking.

Maybe he was thinking about someone who was not there, so he turned his gaze away from Qifei.

That pebble made him feel even more uncomfortable.