Bite Your Fingertips

Chu Yu didn't notice it, and wrinkled his nose, "Well, yes."

When he is full, if he doesn't specifically focus on smelling other people's blood, he will generally not catch too much smell.

However, the blood of the person in the corner was too bitter and unpleasant, and the smell was the same as drilling into the nose, so I didn't want to smell it.

Seeing Lu Shi stepped back behind him, Chu Yu slapped his nose with his hand, turned around, and was stunned.

Lu Shi put it in a plastic bag on the ground. There were steamed buns, soy milk, and a white transparent hard straw.

One end of the straw is a sharp beveled mouth.

Lu Shidan took out the straw, held it in his right hand, and stroked it on the tip of his left index finger.

In the next second, crimson blood spilled out, and it seemed to be thick and colorful on the cold white skin.

Chu Yu's heart jumped twice.

He never knew that the straw could pierce the skin so easily.

Moreover, at the moment when the sharp mouth cut his skin, Lu Shi's hand movements did not hesitate or stagnated, and his expression was even more flat, as if he was doing it, just what he would do normally.

Behind the two of them, a few big flower arms found the opportunity, supported each other, and ran away quickly.

Soon, Chu Yu and Lu Shi were left in front of and behind the narrow alley.

Lu Shi approached Chu Yu, lowered his eyes, and meticulously applied the blood spilling from the tip of his index finger to Chu Yu's lips, his movements were gentle, even gentle.

"Does my blood smell good?"

The lingering tip of Chu Yu's nose is a familiar fragrance.

He stood in place, letting Lu Shi smear.

Until Lu Shi asked in a low voice, he looked at Lu Shi's eyes and replied, "It smells good."

The movement of the fingers stopped.

Lu Shi's voice was like an ambiguous whisper among lovers, soft and dumb, "Then, why do you want to smell other people's blood, huh?"

"Does his blood smell better than mine?"

Chu Yu discovered that Lu Shi's current state was a bit abnormal.

There is no habitual coldness and carelessness, not like the coldness and reticence in school on weekdays, nor the rampage and brutality when fighting and beating people.

His eyes were dark, as if covered with a layer of ink, no light could shine through.

There is even a kind of shocking, paranoid.

There was a chill on Chu Yu's back, and his heart seemed to be captured by trembling.

On the lips, the blood dries up, and there is an uncomfortable tightness.

He opened his mouth, trying to say something, but his throat seemed to be tightened, and there was no sound.

Lu Shi did not get an answer.

Suddenly, his expression became completely cold, and he took a step back.

The two did not go to school together until the afternoon.

As usual, many people lined up at the elevator entrance on the first floor. Neither Chu Yu nor Lu Shi went to squeeze them and chose to climb the stairs.

On the fourth floor, I just ran into the head teacher Lao Ye who came out of the office.

Old Ye first saw Chu Yu walking in front, smiling, with a gentle expression, and said with concern, "Has classmate Chu Yu's illness gotten better?"

His impression of Chu Yu is getting better and better. This student has a good temperament and a smart mind. When he wants to study, he can be calm and calm. At least, few people can work hard and study for half a month. The first two hundred results of each grade come out. Whether it's a bet or a youthful spirit, it proves that this student is very good.

Chu Yu remembered the leave request that Zhu Zhifei had described for him, and nodded quickly, "Thank you, teacher, it's much better after taking the medicine."

"Well, well, well, you can't take care of your body because of your young age."

Old Ye caught a glimpse of Lu Shi who was a few steps behind, "Lu Shi is here too, have the family affairs been handled?"

Lu Shi nodded, "Well, it's done. Teacher, I'll go back to the classroom first."

"Well, the class notes of each subject in the past two days, go to the classmates to see, don't leave them behind.

Seeing Lu Shi walking towards the classroom, Chu Yu also wanted to follow. Old Ye remembered, and stopped the person, "By the way, you had a problem with the dictation of your poem yesterday. Come, come to my office and say it."

Lao Ye carried a little literati's elegant temperament. When facing the students, he seldom speaks sternly. If there is anything, he always "come and talk to my office."

But most of the students in Class A don't like to talk to Lao Ye in the office, because Lao Ye can talk too much. He can learn from Yao and Shun to the west, and from Confucius to travel to Washington to cut trees.

From the pile of silent writing papers, Lao Ye singled out Chu Yu, "The silent writing before the monthly exam can basically be all right, but this time, there are a lot of mistakes."

Chu Yu knew very well in his heart, not a little too much at all.

He didn't memorize it, and he didn't bother to flip through the book quietly. He wrote a few words casually if he had an impression, and left it blank if he didn't.

Lao Ye didn't talk as usual, he clicked and stopped, and didn't say much, "If you didn't write it silently, memorize it carefully, go back to the classroom and rest. No matter what happens, you can come and talk to the teacher."

Chu Yu came out of the office and walked along the corridor to the classroom.

A sparrow stopped on the railing, and soon fluttered its wings and flew away.

Chu Yu remembered that during that time, he was just a gap between standing in the corridor and taking two breaths of fresh air between classes, and his mind was full of poems and formulas circulating.

Before this, he himself could not imagine that in order to accomplish one thing and achieve a goal, he could work so hard.

But what's the use.

Chu Yu didn't think anymore.

As soon as Chu Yu returned to his seat and sat down, Zhang Yueshan turned around, covering the lower half of his face with a book, and asked in a low voice, "School flowers, did you arrive with Lu Shen?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

Zhang Yueshan was worried, "Ludshen's aura is two meters and eight meters today, passing in front of him, there is a feeling of frostbite! I have been trying to ask questions for two or three days, but I just didn't succeed in mustering the courage!"

Chu Yu came up with an idea, "Squad leader, would you like to save up questions that you don't know?"

"Okay, when Lu Shen feels better, I will ask again."

English class is in the afternoon.

The English teacher entered the classroom with the textbooks and lesson plans, and greeted them very vigorously, but the response they received was mediocre.

In the afternoon when it was easy to get sleepy, many people in the classroom were dozing off. Only the few in the front row had good grades and responded positively. Most of the rest were showing fancy sleeping positions.

The English teacher is very accustomed to this state, and has a few conversations with the English class representative, and when he opens the English book, he asks Li Hua to get up and read the text aloud.

It may be because the name is so kind and the English teacher loves Li Hua so much that Li Hua never dared to doze off in English class.

And since Chu Yuyue got a good score of 148 in the English test, Chu Yu has quickly become a favorite of English teachers.

Sure enough, as soon as Li Hua sat down, Chu Yu was called up to answer questions.

Li Hua turned around and whispered, "Achieved the second consecutive achievement again!"

Halfway through the class, Chu Yu got down. It's not sleepy. He slept well last night and didn't get up early in the morning. He just couldn't help thinking about the morning.

The **** mouth pierced by a plastic straw, and Lu Shi's gloomy expression when he smeared blood on his lips.

He began to think about it.

The first time he sucked Lu's blood was in the school hospital. He didn't realize it, or even thought it was a dream. After that, Lu Shi opened his clothes in the glass greenhouse and let him bite it down.

Then, almost every day, he was full of Lu Shi's blood.

Lu Shi's attitude and reaction were too common and taken for granted. As a result, Chu Yu also seemed to have entered the blind spot, and did not notice the difference.

He and Lu Shi didn't have a deep friendship or a close relationship. After all, they hadn't even known each other for long.

But Lu Shi quickly accepted Chu Yu's bloodthirsty, even willing to donate blood day by day without interruption.

No, even Lu Shi discovered the problem of "bloodthirsty" before Chu Yu himself.

Chu Yu squeezed the pen and unconsciously drew countless black lines on the paper, tangled together like a ball of wool.

He suddenly realized that he needed Lu Shi's blood, no, he only needed Lu Shi's blood. This seemed to have a very special meaning for Lu Shi.

Therefore, when he went to smell the smell this morning, Lu Shi reacted so fiercely and asked him why he wanted to smell other people's blood. Does other people's blood smell better than his.

At that moment, Chu Yu admitted that he was frightened and didn't even know how to answer.

But looking back now, Lu Shi seemed to be more scared than him.

Zhang Yueshan and Li Hua were the first to find something wrong.

The two of them sat in front of Chu Yu, feeling deeply about their relationship.

In the beginning, there was a mismatch, mutual repulsion and sitting at the same table with each other, stupefied to arrange the tables one after the other. Afterwards, not knowing what happened, the two began to say a few words occasionally.

Later, the school spent three days and twos bringing chicken soup to Lu Shi, and Lu Shi made supplementary lessons for Chu Yu even more conscientiously.

In this situation, I thought that the two of them had already entered into a harmonious relationship between the front and rear tables. I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, it would be the same as winter in a second.

Zhang Yueshan rubbed his arms and sighed with a long tone, "Ah, it's so cold."

Li Hua had a real sense, and rubbed his arm, feeling, "Oh, it's really cold! When can I rejuvenate?"

The two looked at each other, and both saw the sadness in each other's eyes-when will this cold winter pass?

Brother Meng came to play and saw Zhang Yueshan and Li Huaqi brushing their arms, sneered, "Hahaha, you two weak chickens, let you play basketball with me to keep fit, just don’t do it. It’s not winter, it’s cold. You have a pimple!"

Li Hua said quietly, "You don't understand."

As he said, he glanced carefully and found that Chu Yu was lying on his stomach, his posture had not changed, and he didn't know if he was asleep or not. Lu Shi was writing the question, his expression on his face became colder than before.

At this moment, the cold current from Western Siberia chilled his heart.

The air pressure between the two people was getting lower and lower, and until the end of the late self-study, Chu Yu and Lu Shi didn't say a word.

Chu Yu looked back several times, but still didn't say anything.

He doesn't know what to say, or that he hasn't fully figured it out yet.

The bell rang, and Brother Meng rushed out of the classroom from the back door holding the basketball. Zhang Yueshan and Li Hua packed their schoolbags, winked at each other, and finally asked Chu Yu, "School flowers, cafeteria, do you want to go together?"

Chu Yu was thinking about things in his mind, and his reaction was slow for two seconds before answering, "Forget it, you guys go quickly, I won't go, I will go directly to the bedroom."

Without taking the textbook, Chu Yu took the comic book he hadn't finished reading and got up to leave.

Lu Shi didn't lift his eyelids.

Zhang Yueshan and Li Hua looked at each other again—it seemed that the friendship between the front and back tables that they had finally cultivated had already capsized.

It took Chu Yu an hour or two to finish reading the comic book, and he couldn't even count the number of times he ran away.

Ready to get up to take a bath, the phone rang, Zhu Zhifei.

"School flower, have you seen Brother Lu?"

"He's not in the dormitory?"

"No, I went to his dormitory and knocked on the door, not there, and no one in the cafeteria. Actually, Brother Lu is such an adult, I shouldn’t be nervous, but I’ve been a little suspicious these past two days, and I’m always worried that Brother Lu will be upset. Do something exciting again." Zhu Zhifei sighed loudly, "I'm only seventeen years old, so I actually have an old mother's heart!"

"It shouldn't be." Chu Yu comforted Zhu Zhifei, "I'm also looking for it at school, and I will contact you later."

The weather in October became cold at night after it rained.

Before Chu Yu left, he picked up a coat and found out that it was Lu Shi's—

After wearing it, he didn't return it again. Lu Shi didn't mention it, he also forgot.

Putting his clothes on, Chu Yu went downstairs.

Street lights were lit everywhere in the school, and the teaching building was under the dark blue sky, leaving only a dark silhouette.

When he got downstairs, Chu Yu wrapped his coat, only to realize that he didn't even know where to find Lu Shi.

Lu Shi is very self-disciplined. His daily activities are in classrooms, dormitories and cafeterias. He occasionally goes to the basketball court with Mengge to play basketball.

After thinking about it, Chu Yu decided to try his luck and go to the basketball court first.

It was too late and there was no one on the basketball court, and the street light next to it sent a little light, which was very impressive.

Chu Yu went in, looked around, saw no one, and was about to find another place, Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of a person sitting under the basketball hoop.

Almost just a glance, Chu Yu can be sure that Lu Shi was right.

He walked over.

Lu Shi sat and was not surprised when he saw Chu Yu, "Hungry?"

"No."

Chu Yu stood for two seconds and sat next to Lu Shi.

The night breeze came, and the green shrubs planted by the side of the stadium rustled.

Such a scene reminded Chu Yu of sitting on the steps of the street park on the night when he found out that he needed to **** blood, and Lu Shi sat next to him in the same way.

Neither of them spoke.

After a long time, Chu Yu asked, "Does the wound on the finger... hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Chu Yu wanted to refute, how could it not hurt. I used a plastic straw to pierce a layer of skin, and it hurts hard to think about it.

He put his heel on the ground and nudged it subconsciously.

"Lu Shi."

"Ok."

When the words came to his lips, Chu Yu swallowed back.

Before he could get the result, Lu Shi stood up and said, "Go back first."

But the next second, his sleeve was pulled. The strength is not heavy, but he can't get rid of it, making him unable to move any more.

Chu Yu tightened his fingers holding the cloth, his voice was not loud, his vocal cords were even dry, "It's not like that."

"What's not like this?"

Chu Yu had a feeling that Lu Shi was waiting for him to express his stance.

It's like a tacit understanding.

Throughout the afternoon and evening, Lu Shi was waiting for his answer.

Or, a guarantee.

Every word is very clear. Chu Yu raised his head and looked down at the line of sight when he landed on Lu, "Only your blood smells good. Lu Shi, only you."

Lu Shi lowered his thin eyelids and repeated, "It's only me?"

"Well, only you."

In an instant, all the gloomy spikes on Lu Shi's body were pressed into the deepest part of his heart again following these words.

He smiled, and the cloud broke through the moon.