whale killer

In the end, he didn't go to the hospital, and Ah Nao called in four or five more calls, and Chi Yan pinched them one by one, so that when he received the courier call, he almost pinched him as well.

The semi-enclosed trolley of the postal service is parked in the yard, with its heavy tap to tow a square trailer, covered with dusty cover soil, like a green beetle.The little brother is impatient and complains, why don't you have a delivery point here yet?

It was useless to ask him, Chi Yan only took the box, which was light and weightless, with a string of foreign farts printed on it, without looking carefully, turned into a small shop to buy cigarettes and alcohol, and went back to the house to unpack, only to remember that it was 498 tons ordered last month.The plastic box containing the pickups is densely packed with shock-absorbing foam, and the tape is wrapped several times.Don't continue to dismantle it, just throw it on the table.I bought two capacitors earlier, and I planned to replace them together when they arrived, but now I don't know where they have been taken away by Xiang Qifei.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, the piano is smashed thoroughly, and these are useless.

When I was a teenager, I picked up the Nirvana video, and watched Cobain smash the guitar out of reincarnation. I was poor in the early days, and I had to repair it myself after the smash, and continue with the next performance.To this day, I still don't understand what kind of pleasure there is in smashing the piano.Ah Nao said that you don't understand, you are sick, you are a collector, and you are reluctant to touch anything that is useful or useless.Chi Yan frowned. Later, she hoarded six of those yellow five-string basses, and only smashed them once, or was it an accident, who is a collector?The question is that I want to smash it, but how can I have a chance?You don't want to form a band with me?Then let it go.

Now that I have tried it myself, I find that in addition to pretending to be aggressive and carrying emotions on stage, this kind of action also contains a certain kind of determination.Or think, even if I don't care about it, I can live as I like.

Ah Nao sent a text message instead: Are you fucking addicted to hanging up the phone?

Come again after a while: The second brother smoked a box, and asked nothing, what do I need to do, can you teach me?

Chi Yan couldn't stand it anymore. The previous declaration of "XiXin" was stinky shit, so he gave up on himself and responded: first find a doctor to issue a death certificate, and then contact the funeral parlor. You go to the business card holder on the counter in the store. Contact a urn named Long to buy it. Don't let the funeral home get stuck.

I am familiar with similar matters, and I feel upset when I think about it.After the explanation, I turned off the phone, but I didn’t get the peace I expected. I looked at my watch and stayed up for more than 24 hours. I didn’t know when I had poured most of the wine I bought. The body is flush with each other, and the face of the wrong person appears on the ceiling in front of the eyes. Accompanied by auditory hallucinations, the other party rarely frowned, disgusted and helpless at the same time, saying, why do you always have to die? I can’t bear it, can you live? Be more active?

Suddenly woke up, restarted the phone, and couldn't wait for the cut-scene bell and animation of Nokia for a few seconds. I reached into the table and took out the iphone, and dialed the only number stored in it.

The response was extremely fast, and Xiang Qifei said "Hello" first, but was interrupted by Chi Yan before he had a chance to speak again.

"Still in school?"

The voices on the opposite side were noisy and intermittent, not the voice he wanted to hear. Chi Yan took down his phone and compared the numbers. Yes, Xiang Qifei still filled in the remarks by himself, mixed with a gaudy expression.

He lay back on the ground, curled up, with his knees on his chest, like a baby returning to the womb, clenched his phone tightly, squandering the incoherent words given to him by alcohol: "Can you come back at night, or I'll go over, please, okay, please."

The signal was smooth for a short time, and the mechanical female voice on the other side was announcing the station. Through the earpiece, the sound quality seemed even worse, but Wei Xiang was not fresh, and pressed it against his ear, and began to babble: "No, did you hear me, I'm answering On the way home, I just passed Yong'an Lane. A Nao called just now and asked for your number. When I gave it, I was worried that you would be angry, and I thought it would be impossible not to give it."

Chi Yan said, "I'm not angry."

"Ah, that's good. Did you drink too much? Otherwise, why did it happen so suddenly that you didn't even have time to prepare, and Nao said you didn't answer the phone, so I thought it was something urgent."

Chi Yan tried his best to talk positively: "It's urgent to miss you."

Xiang Qifei just followed suit: "Then please beg me again."

Chi Yanshun obeyed: "Please."

Xiang Qifei smirked again: "I'm so happy, bah, I can't help it, in other words, I'm so happy."

Chi Yan turned over, rubbed his ribs, and took out a broken knob, but his brows finally relaxed, Xiang Qifei always had the ability to shrink the world to the two of them alone, without any interference, "I thought I said a lot Again, I don't mind begging you."

Xiang Qifei seemed to be trying to remember: "...I thought you were acting like a baby."

"is it?"

Shameless in front of acquaintances, unaccustomed to ambiguous words in public spaces, it is inevitable to appear coy in a nonchalant tone: "Just, don't let me go in the morning, let me stay with you for one more day... something."

"Annoyed?"

"How is it possible, who would be bothered? Go crazy." He raised his volume unconsciously, and then lowered it again: "I also want to say that you can cling to me a little more. I'm willing to listen to these words as much as you say. But... I Did I tell you about failing in the mid-term? It’s too embarrassing, I still have to find some time to study hard.”

The weather seemed to clear up following this phone call, "Okay," Chi Yan glanced out the window, "The sun is out, I miss you."

It's already past noon, how can I see the sun in this direction, if the lights are not turned on, the whole room is glowing with a drowsy blue.I didn't see him for a whole day, so it didn't exceed twelve hours.

The signal from the other party was blocked again, and it took a long time before a sentence came intermittently: "Think of me even when there is no sun!"

There are two beeps in the earpiece, indicating that the call is hung up abnormally, and Xiang Qifei is picking the raised handrail on the subway. Outside the black glass, there are layers of environmental protection advertisements, promoting saving the ocean. The slogan is firm and confident, "Science creates sustainable future".

Xiang Qifei considers himself not to be sensitive, but he is quite nervous, and often loses sight of others. The incident of releasing Chi Yan's pigeons on his birthday last time is still vivid in his memory.Even so, he could still feel the fragility and embarrassment in Chi Yan's begging that was different from the past.When did he hit the straight ball like this, as if you couldn't see through it, that's his charm.

Therefore, Xiang Qifei roughly classified this call as a call for help, but asking him for help is also progress.The subway was about to stop, so he hurried out of the station to stop the train, and he couldn't wait for only one transfer left.

The door was opened lightly, the house was as quiet as anyone, and the master bedroom was filled with the smell of alcohol.It startled him to walk around the strewn guitar parts on the floor.Watching performances, I also encountered smashing piano rock, often meaning, knocking out some traces of time.It's so broken, it's the first time I see you.Chi Yan curled up in it without turning on the light, Xiang Qifei was full of apprehension, and borrowed the moonlight to make sure that the other party was just asleep.

He squatted down for a few Chi Yan breaths, always felt that the closer he was, the less likely he was to see Chi Yan sleeping, his hair hanging loosely covering half of his face, the small mole behind his ear would occasionally be exposed, his chest rose and fell slightly disordered, love Frown, may always dream of bad things.But the hanging heart let go, covered him with a quilt and put a pillow on it, then got in too, and carefully stretched out Chi Yan's arm to let him wrap his shoulders.He raised his face and rubbed Chi Yan's lips, not wanting to use force for fear of waking him up.It felt like sticking to ice that could not be melted, and the residual smell of wine passed between the teeth, it was not a comfortable kiss.

Even so, he refused to leave.I don't know if science can save the ocean, but companionship should be able to save Chi Yan.

Qiu Yiming's funeral was scheduled for the weekend, and the sky was gray.The body was sent to Changping for cremation, and the land price was cheap.Sending off the black-haired person, the ceremony is often simple, and only the remains are arranged to say goodbye.

In order to help the second brother, Ah Nao had to postpone Blue Point's performance, but no musicians were found anyway, a win-win situation.The ticket price is not expensive, and among the hundred or so tickets sold, most of them are diehards, and all of them have bounced tickets and PTSD, and no one volunteers to refund them at all.In the impromptu group of performances, it's all about how long you like to delay, I admit to cheating money, just stop it.

Xiang Qifei insisted on coming, so the two had a small quarrel.But he always has [-]% experience to beat Chi Yan.He said I don't want to be home by myself.Chi Yan said that you want to go with Qiu Yiming?At that time, I was too scared to sleep.Xiang Qifei has something in his words, I am no longer afraid, and this will not scare me for the rest of my life.Besides, there are no people left, so there is no need for such a big enmity, I really want to accompany you.

So a few of them, who were familiar with the bumblebee, headed northwest, and the drive took more than 40 minutes.In Xiang Qifei's memory, this was his first visit to a funeral home.If there was a last time, he should still be sitting in a half-meter-high trolley, unable to speak with a baby bottle in his mouth.He looked out through the window, and the archway was brightly colored, bright red and blue, and he could not tell that it was a venue for funeral affairs.

The small hall for the farewell ceremony does not allow too many people, except for Chi Yan, A Nao and Li Xiaojiu, most of them are the immediate family members of the Qiu family, who have no contact with each other all year round, and the forced silence and embarrassment far outweigh the sorrow.Looking at each of Xiang Qifei's faces, most of them are ordinary and pragmatic faces, and the folds and ravines are embedded with step-by-step steps to follow the trajectory of life.Thinking about it, for an ordinary family, decades ago, Qiu Changrong might also have been deviant and did not meet the expectations of others.

However, there were many people who offered to express their condolences, which directly reflected the depth and breadth of the social circle in Qiu Changrong's circle.These people don't enter the hall, but gather in the small square outside, chatting with each other.Most of them had never heard of Qiu Yiming before, but only today did they know that the second brother actually has a real son under his knees.There were many musicians who behaved perversely, with bristling hair and various tattoos, standing outside with a cigarette in their mouth, ignoring everyone, but they were able to obey the rules when they were polite, and said a solemn expression of condolences.

At the end of the ceremony, Qiu Changrong stopped Chi Yan from having a brief conversation outside the door, both of them were wearing black clothes and black trousers.Looking at Qifei from a distance, Chi Yanzheng nodded in agreement, really looking like a loving father and son for a second.Afterwards, Chi Yan took down a few keys, counted a wad of money and stuffed them in, politely reasoning back and forth, Qiu Changrong accepted the money, followed by a long silence.

Xiang Qifei sat on the stone pier and waited, the sun was shining on his head, the stool was hot from the sun, and beside him was another group of people in the waiting hall, men, women and children were crying endlessly.Looking at the clothes and portraits, it can be deduced that the person who died should be the young male head of the family.Only the youngest daughter in sackcloth and filial piety was out of place. She broke away from the mourning crowd alone and squeezed through the bushes into the grass, trying to catch a yellow butterfly.

When he came back to his senses, he saw that Chi Yan was bowing deeply to Qiu Changrong, with a formal and firm attitude.Then got up, Qiu Changrong distributed his last cigarette.Chi Yan took it, without looking back, and walked straight towards Qi non-direction.Walking straight in front of him, blocking most of the glare,

Xiang Qifei asked, "What did you say?"

"Second brother asked me to give him the keys to the City Light store, the warehouse and the truck," Chi Yan said, sitting down beside Xiang Qifei, exhaling a stream of smoke from his nostrils, "He said, it might be too late, but He wants to try to miss only one son."

The little girl just now ran past the two of them holding the butterfly wings.Chi Yan followed her trajectory and looked over, "Qin Zheng did the same back then."

"What?" It was the first time Xiang Qifei heard it from him.

"At that time, Qin Zheng couldn't fully understand what it was like to die. He ran around at the funeral and chased dragonflies. That autumn, he called me crying and asked me when his brother would pick him up. he."

"If you don't mention it, you can't prove it and forget it, right?" Chi Yan said.

Chi Yan pinched the cigarette on the short tree beside him, and looked into Xiang Qifei's eyes.

As if that was the only world left for him.

Barrett

The 498t is a classic Gibson pickup, and the capacitor is a small part connected to the potentiometer to change the tone.Although it doesn't seem to affect reading much.