Sustained high temperature

Lin Chuyan couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth: "Why are you so childish, Qizi, you're still a Scissors Man."

Feng Qi blushed, and said rather unnaturally: "You said that first."

Lin Chuyan cheated: "I'm under eighteen, you compare with me? How old are you, bro."

There was a little smile on Feng Qi's mouth: "You are young and you are right, adults don't have the same knowledge as you."

Lin Chuyan stopped and tugged at Feng Qi's sleeve: "Then how old are you?"

"27."

After entering the door, Feng Qi felt uncomfortable for a moment. He hadn't brought anyone home for a long time, let alone such a child who he didn't know too well and didn't know the basics.

Looking back, I saw Lin Chuyan obediently following behind him, standing at the door, hesitating whether to enter or not, and felt that this was nothing.

Feng Qi put his broken desk on the ground against the wall, took out a pair of slippers and handed it to him: "Come in, sit for a while."

Lin Chuyan licked his lips and asked softly, "Can I go in?"

Feng Qi gently rubbed his hair: "Okay."

Lin Chuyan was a little excited for a moment, and couldn't hold back the resentment in his heart: "Brother, you are so kind. Just now that uncle looked down on me and despised me for picking up trash."

Feng Qi glanced at the pile of express boxes that had been disassembled and piled together, dragged him into the living room, and said slowly: "He's not bad, he's showing his self-cultivation to others. The kind of person who respects you on the surface, but actually respects you." The person who doesn't care about you at all in the world is the scariest."

"Huh?" Lin Chuyan didn't understand.

Feng Qi's vision was a bit gloomy: "That's the kind of person who acts to respect everyone, but actually regards others as a stepping stone on the way to develop a perfect personality."

Lin Chuyan blinked.

Feng Qi smiled: "I'll just say it casually, it's all right."

Lin Chuyan thought for a while and asked, "Have you ever met such a person?"

Feng Qi's body froze, and the answer was noncommittal: "Just don't meet this kind of person."

But Lin Chuyan said: "If you don't respect each other sincerely, what's the point of acting like you are?"

Feng Qi laughed at the cuteness of this child: "A lot of times, it's very interesting, and you can get many things that others can't easily get. Others think he is perfect, and he himself thinks he has achieved perfection."

Lin Chuyan curled her lips: "Indulging in an illusion, it's just self-righteous, but after a long time, others can see it."

Feng Qi pulled him to sit on the sofa, and said softly: "Some people are stupid, it takes a long time to realize."

Lin Chuyan saw his distraught look, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Feng Qi's despair follows like a shadow.But what is clear is that no one is hopeless for no reason.

Only then did Lin Chuyan raise his head, and carefully looked at the layout of the room, but he was a little surprised at how simple it was.

At any rate, the person with the huge poster on the modern building lived in a not-so-high-end neighborhood, without much ornate furniture, and the overall gray-toned decoration made the whole room depressing and dull.

He didn't know that this was just Feng Qi's atonement.No matter how much money you earn, you will never dare to use it on yourself.

"Drink water?" Feng Qi asked him.

"Don't bother, I won't drink, thank you brother." Lin Chuyan waved his hands hurriedly.

Feng Qi stood up: "It's okay. There is only mineral water."

When Feng Qi brought the water over, he saw Lin Chuyan looking at him excitedly, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Chuyan pointed to the record player next to the bookshelf embarrassingly: "Is that a decoration or is it real?"

Feng Qi followed his gaze, and replied: "Really." He glanced at Lin Chuyan's upturned hair, and asked lightly, "Want to play?"

Lin Chuyan shook his head: "No, no, no. I can't get it, can I get closer and have a look?"

Feng Qi pushed him over: "Let's see." Then he pointed to the shelf below, "I can play one for you if you want to hear it."

Lin Chuyan looked here and there curiously, looking like a child. He wiped his hands vigorously on his trouser legs, stretched out his hand cautiously, and said, "I don't understand anything, whichever one is drawn is the answer." With a musician."

Feng Qi looked at him with half-closed eyes, coupled with the slow movements of his hands, that pious and expectant look was rare and touching.

Lin Chuyan opened his eyes and looked, startled: "Why do I have a relationship with skeletons?" On that record, on the deep black and red back cover, a smiling skeleton looked at Lin Chuyan through its empty eye sockets.

Feng Qi glanced at it, his throat tightened suddenly, and his eyes trembled.I just felt that someone had thrown something down from a high place and received it in his hand ignorantly, only to find out that it was a head.It was shocking and horrifying, almost screaming.

Saint-Saëns' "Dance of the Skeleton" was brought back from London when he first went abroad to participate in Fashion Week.On the front page of the record, almost every detail is fully recorded, and I was so moved to tears when I heard it on the cover.

"Brother, are parents very lonely and miss me?"

Feng Qi was only 20 years old at the time, and he couldn't tell the difference between life and death, so he could only comfort his sister: "Listen, creatures in the dark are not lonely."

This song is really creepy, mysterious and joyful.Feng Nie choked with sobs: "In the tomb filled with mist, the gloomy atmosphere lasted less than ten seconds, and there was a burst of innocent laughter. The violin played to a climax, and when the grand ball was in full swing, the sound of the violin died down in an instant. It quickly turned to solemnity, obviously there is a hidden sadness."

Feng Xiao has always been sensitive.For her happiness, Feng Qi specially bought a bunch of records, but it made her even more sad.

Feng Qi patted her on the back and coaxed her carefully: "No, they are just waiting for us. There is loneliness, but the waiting process is not necessarily difficult. There are dances, music, and many wonderful events. Fun, we just don't know it."

"What is the world like after death? Is it dark and cold?" Feng Qi's eyes were full of tears, Feng Qi didn't know how to answer.

When it comes to the "mysterious country from which a traveler returns", most people keep it secret.No one knows how.

Feng Nie is really a strange child. She is sensitive and sad by nature, but she is surprisingly smart and full of literary temperament.Even judging by the superficial indicator of grades, it is excellent.However, she really lacks talent when it comes to people's sophistication.

Feng Qi knew that she was kind, but she was hardly likable, sometimes she was as innocent as a child, her words and deeds were unbelievable.Unflattering, yes, but compelling.

She bluntly asked such a question that many people avoided intentionally or unintentionally, but Feng Qi couldn't answer it at all.

With the parents on the other side, there will be a bright and warm paradise on the other side?It doesn't make sense.Otherwise, Feng Ni would feel uncomfortable again.

Treating this fragile and naive younger sister, Feng Qi was almost exhausted.He searched for a reason: "It won't be dark and cold. There must be something like us in the dead world. Maybe there is light, another form of light, the form of that world."

Feng Mi sniffed, and asked childishly, "Is it like Shelley's poem?"

Feng Qi didn't know what poem she read again, so he just nodded his head indiscriminately: "Don't cry."

Feng Qi cried so much that his face was covered with tears, he wiped his face with the back of his hand, and showed a very determined smile: "Brother, when I go there in the future, I will definitely not hide the sweet secret of death from you. Everything I know I will share all the happy things with you.”

After many years, Feng Qi finally knew that poem, but Feng Ning could no longer share it with him.He succeeded in making Feng Mi not afraid of death, and decided to go there too early without looking back.

Lin Chuyan's eyes widened, witnessing the saddest scene he had ever seen in his life.

how so?Lin Chuyan boldly reached out and pinched the corner of his clothes.

Feng Qi turned his head to look at him dumbly, let out a dry "ah" in his throat, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

Lin Chuyan didn't know what happened to him suddenly, as if a switch had been pressed, he suddenly became terrified and desperate.Lin Chuyan's voice was gentle, comforting him extremely: "Brother, it's okay. I won't listen."

Feng Qi's chest was so tight that he couldn't breathe, the boy opposite put the record back, looked at him anxiously and nervously with his hands down.

Feng Qi raised his hand vigorously, took out the pile of stars from his pocket, and looked at it greedily and in embarrassment.He spoke in a low voice, as if trying to convince himself: "I'm fine, I can laugh, and I have a reason to laugh."

July is still early.If you leave too early, you will not be able to get the sun, and the dirty things will not flow out.

His appearance was so miserable that Lin Chuyan almost wanted to cry.How, how could this be?

It seems that there is no hope of living at all, but instead pinning hopes on the illusory five-pointed star, coaxing myself forcibly without meaning.

Lin Chuyan was suddenly frightened.

He watched Feng Qi show a broken smile, knelt down and took out the record again.Feng Qi trembled a little, her tall figure instantly became fragile.

He smiled nicely, with hopeless hope on the corner of his mouth: "Chuyan, let's listen together. Don't be afraid, it's not scary."

The words floated in the air without any foundation.Rather than appeasing Lin Chuyan, it was more like hinting at himself.

Lin Chuyan was even more frightened.

Feng Qi adjusted the cartridge and tonearm carefully, and put the record on after some meticulous and tedious work.

Lin Chuyan thought that he was about to collapse, and saw that he suddenly calmed down, and his appearance was so strange.

"Chuyan, the symphonic poem you picked out was Saint-Saëns' symphonic poem, you have a predestined relationship with him." Feng Qi said.

Lin Chuyan's heart was numb, and he regretted that he was greedy for new gadgets, and he didn't know what to do at this time.

Fortunately, this is really a wonderful piece of music, so hooking.Lin Chuyan listened in a daze, and saw that Feng Qi placed the pile of stars on the top of the record rack with great care.

There are many elements in this song, the themes echo each other, the atmosphere is warm, and the changes are endless.

Gradually, the music of the violin at the end perfectly restores the scene of rampant ghosts and screams, which is really horrifying and wonderful.

The unruly and wild music is loud for a moment and then sinks into a quiet world. The violin is played slowly and lingeringly, as if a ghost is crying.

As the sunrise is approaching, the light will pierce through the ghost domain, and the creatures in the darkness are calling and making noises.A leaf fell and swayed for a while, and the skeleton's party was over.

Feng Qi's voice was as soft as if he had never said it: "With fewer people at that end, the carnival will only last for a moment, and it will be complete only if I go too."

The author has something to say: "The mysterious country from which no traveler returns", Hamlet said.