whale killer

Going to the backstage, obsessively urged Xiang Qifei to get through the body odor that perfume couldn't cover, and his heart, liver, spleen and lungs wanted to be squeezed out.Glancing at all the music fans, they were still immersed in untimely excitement calling for their return.Use hands and feet to climb over the railing to grab the broken parts on the stage, and lift the broken neck like a glory and a totem.Most of the people in the back row are active recorders, with their mobile phones stretched above their heads, as if a random frame at this moment can be recorded in the chaotic history of underground music.A Nao stepped to the center of the stage, and the loudspeaker amplified her anger together with her teeth, and the words rang out, "I/fuck/your mother." The audience froze for three seconds, followed by the first empty wine bottle thrown up explode.Before leaving, she kicked the bottle back into the crowd.And Li Xiaojiu sat alone behind the drum set, looking at the drum skin and the floor, then slowly got up to clean up the mess, and finally bowed and apologized with Xiao Gao who hurried up.

Xiang Qifei and Ah Nao went back to the lounge, and saw the ashtray hit the concrete wall head-on, and precisely hit the chalk drawing they made together in the afternoon.The plastic dish was intact, but soot flew all over him.Liang Congren was not there, and his purse was dropped on the coffee table, and Ah Nao took out the cigarette case.Liang Cong loves to smoke Changbaishan, so he stuffed half of his suitcase before coming to Beijing.She lit one, couldn't get used to it, and choked on tears.

"Fuck/fuck," the bass player swears while laying on the sofa, "It's all stupid. Liang Cong, Chi Yan, and Qin Zhimo, you're so stupid." Then he closed his eyes and curled up into a ball , the light tube illuminated a thin layer of sweat on her forehead and neck, and her shoulders shrugged slightly.

On weekdays, Xiang Qifei would squat aside to comfort him, or help pass drinks and tissues, but today he really has no energy.Chi Yan was not there, so he instinctively bypassed the half-closed back door pushed by the sofa. Outside was a long and narrow corridor formed by a dark green iron fence. The voltage flickers twice.Buried the radar in Xiang Qifei's mind, and trotted towards the finish line, like before in the fire scene, he was sure that the other party was somewhere, but this time it was Chi Yan who was waiting to be rescued.

Can't stop the car, the door is knocked open.The musty smell rushes into the nostrils, and the utility room is bigger than expected. If you don't turn on the light, you can only see it blurry through the light leakage.Xiang Qifei staggered among the rubbish on the floor, fumbled for the switch, and finally saw the light again.

In the middle of the room, there were two tattered dusty sofas, with butt marks on the leather seats, and holes from cigarette butts on the armrests.And Chi Yan was sitting on a main amplifier in the northeast corner, with his head down, and there was a wound on his hand where the strings were scratched, and the blood that hadn't been wiped dry dried into a dark red clot.

How long has it been since I saw Chi Yan like this again?Closed, depressed, isolated.Xiang Qifei's fantasies about returning to the stage are all ironic at the moment.He approached cautiously, and said anxiously: "Go and handle your hands first..."

Looking up from the bad mood, Chi Yan still rallied and jumped off the speaker to meet him.Xiang Qifei trekked across mountains and rivers, stepped over many obstacles, stepped on dusty plastic packaging, and held on to the angle steel frame at hand.The shelf was unstable and wobbly, seeing that he was about to fall backwards, Chi Yan raised his leg and stepped over in two steps, pulling him straight.

Xiang Qifei stood still, his nose sore, thank God, Chi Yan didn't keep him out, the long march back and forth was no fucking joke.Let go of your heart and relax, as if everything can be solved, leaning forward, getting used to Chi Yan's arms.But I heard him ask:

"Where's Qin Zheng? Why didn't you come with me?"

The urban area of ​​Nanjing is nearly 820 million square kilometers. It is not easy to find a child who deliberately ran away.

The performance venue was near Xuanwu Lake, so Chi Yan ran to the police station to call the police.Feeling guilty, Xiang Qifei asked to find someone along Huanhu Road.Qian Huilai knew that he was handicapped at the third level of road recognition ability. He was afraid that he would lose another member if he didn't find him, so he had to resign himself to his fate and run behind him.The air was so hot at night, Qian Hui came panting after running for a few steps, and asked, "Is this the third time? If you get into a mess every now and then, your mother will scold you to death... hey, slow down!" no?"

Xiang Qifei didn't want to talk to him, so he looked for someone.I went back to the hotel first, went to the nearby fast food restaurant, passed the library and the game room that were still open, but found nothing.After all, Qin Zheng's ability to evaporate from the world was learned from an expert.

After running for two hours, after one o'clock in the middle of the night, my energy was exhausted, and I finally resigned to my fate. The two of them stood by the road and drank mineral water.Qian Huilai muttered, to the effect that it would be useful if you were in a hurry?Two legs can fucking have monitoring to find someone convenient?

Angry at Qifei: "I didn't ask you to follow..." Chi Yan called and held back the rest of the sentence.

"Where are you?" Chi Yan asked

Xiang Qifei was nervous, his heart was pounding, he looked around and decided to ask Qian Huilai for help.

Qian Huilai rolled his eyes: "On the west side of the lake."

Learn from Xiang Qifei: "...to the west of the lake."

Qian Huilai continued: "It's next to the pier."

Xiang Qifei also continued: "Next to the pier."

Chi Yan was silent for a while, hesitating for some reason: "...Xiaozheng has been found, and I'll wait for you at the hotel. You come back first, and we'll pick him up later."

Xiang Qifei didn't ask much, just nodded and said yes.

The long-distance running was finally over, Qian Huilai lay flat and pretended to be dead, but he did not forget to comfort Faxiao, "I found everyone, can you be happier? He won't blame you."

"You know fart." Xiang Qifei lowered his head and reached out to stop the car.

The hotel room was unlocked, Xiang Qifei pushed the door lightly, and saw Chi Yan sitting on the corner of the bed, without turning on the light, only his Nokia screen was glowing white in the palm-sized room.He leaned over and sat down next to Chi Yan, feeling very guilty, and asked cautiously: "Where is Xiaozheng, is it safe now?"

"Yeah." Chi Yan didn't look up: "The surveillance saw him get into Meng Shu's car after leaving the field. Meng Shu just sent his address."

There were [-] question marks in Xiang Qifei's mind, but he let go of his heart for the time being, and got up to take action: "Then why not leave? Is it far away?"

Chi Yan didn't answer, closed the screen, secretly groped for Xiang Qifei's hand, tightened it unconsciously, and cold sweat broke out in his palm.

Xiang Qifei didn't understand, why don't you leave now that you have the address?But he still sat back beside Chi Yan, put his arm around him like a koala, put his chin on Chi Yan's shoulder, and took the phone from his hand.

There was a text message on the screen: Qin Zheng is going to Jiugong Mountain, we will return to Beijing today and take him there tomorrow.If you want to pick him up, come here. If you don't, he will return to Xiamen with me in a few days.

Xiang Qifei asked, "Where is Jiugong Mountain?"

Chi Yan was discouraged, and grabbed Xiang Qifei's hand tightly: "... Amo is there."

Anger naturally rushed to the top of the head first.Xiang Qifei didn't care to find out how Qin Zheng and Meng Zheliu knew each other, so he just dialed the phone back blindly.How cruel, Meng Zheliu, he thought, aren't you interested in Chi Yan? This is a blood feud brought out of the ancestral grave, right?Killing and punishing the heart is nothing more than that.

There was only one busy tone, and Meng Zheliu quickly picked it up, "Chi Yan?" He asked, and then said firmly, "Then the kid." Fuck, he's quite understanding.

"You send the kite back." Xiang Qifei said, trying to hold his tone: "Otherwise we'll call the police."

"I know what you're thinking," Meng Zheliu sighed, his voice became annoying through Nokia, "That's not what I meant, understand? I just happened to pick him up outside the venue , you know that Chi Yan has never..."

The phone in his hand was taken away, hung up, and turned off.

From then on until the sky became bright and the sun pierced through the narrow windows and squeezed into the room, the two of them didn't talk much.On the way to the tour, I was not willing to spend money on the accommodation, the sound insulation was poor, I could hear Ah Nao next door and didn’t sleep, it should be that I was arguing with Liang Cong in the room, throwing things and falling out of rhythm.Xiang Qifei snuggled up to Chi Yan, trying to share his anxiety and fear amidst the noise.Occasionally, I also think about other things, thinking about the growths on Chi Yan's shoulders that I can't get rid of, thinking about that night on the mountain, he promised me to let those all pass, so positive and so determined-but now, what the hell is it called.But he couldn't get angry, he felt sad when he saw Chi Yan sad, and even thought, if there is a difficulty that cannot be overcome, then don't overcome it, at worst we both find a cave to be cavemen, and eat berries and wild vegetables for a living, it can't be solved The problem is all avoided.

But the problems are still in place, and the game of life has to be played hard.But mental strength is no match for physical exhaustion, and the sequelae of the long-distance running along the lake last night gradually emerged.Yawning to Qifei, he wanted to buy a return ticket to Beijing before he fell into a coma, and then rest assured that he would be the number one in the world.Leaning on the bedside, I clicked on the ticketing software and went up and down to select the appropriate flight. After paying the payment, a reminder popped up that there were about [-] yuan left in the card.Had a headache, woke up and had to think about how to ask Shan Naixin for it.

"Sleepy?" Chi Yan finally said, "Sleep first if you are sleepy."

"You should sleep for a while too." Xiang Qifei rubbed his eyes, a little uneasy and embarrassed.

"No, go to sleep," Chi Yan shook his head, "I can't sleep."

Xiang Qifei pulled up the quilt to cover his chin, "Then... I'll sleep for a while." Then he turned out the ticket purchase page and showed Chi Yan, "I've bought the ticket for the afternoon, you have to wake me up when the time comes."

Chi Yan picked up the remote control to turn on the refrigerator, stroked his hair and forehead, and said good night to him.

When I opened my eyes again, the whole room was still gloomy, and time didn't seem to flow.The window was not that big, and it was tightly covered by curtains.Xiang Qifei got up and flicked his phone to look at his watch, waved his arm half a circle, but found nothing, the phone was not there, and neither was Chi Yan.

In the next second, he was refreshed, and his brain nerves finally connected, "Chi Yan?" Xiang Qifei tentatively called out, and his heart rate was so high that he could call for first aid. Fuck me, did he just throw me here?Turning over, his eyes were not used to the darkness, and he was almost insane when he couldn't find his slippers.With bare feet on the ground, he kicked a box with his legs up, throbbing with pain, and then calmed down, there seemed to be a vague outline in the darkness.

Peace of mind and apprehension, Xiang Qifei doesn't quite understand how the two repulsive emotions are harmoniously intertwined.He touched the switch, closed his eyes while the light flooded in, and secretly made a wish that it must be Chi Yan.After getting used to the light, he could clearly see that the other party was curled up on the sofa chair in the corner.His ID card, together with his mobile phone, was held in the palm of Chi Yan's hand.And Chi Yan glanced blankly at the yellowed carpet on the ground, but he didn't seem to be looking at anything, letting his thoughts float in the air, as if he was waiting for an opportunity to fall.