Bite Your Fingertips

When Chu Yu came out of the police station, there was an extra transparent plastic bag in his hand, which was full of fruit candies forced into by the female police, a small bag full of colorful flowers.

Choosing a raspberry-flavored one, peeled off the sugar paper and put it in his mouth. Chu Yu remembered something, and turned to ask Lu Shi who was standing next to him, "That... classmate, sugar, do you want it?"

He and Lu Shi looked at each other, still a little scared, the ending sounds were false, and he always felt that this one in front of him was more scary than the big flowered arms squatting in a row.

The wind was very strong and the weather was sultry and hot. Lu Shi was irritable. He glanced at the watch on his left wrist and refused, "No, let's go."

"Oh, good." Chu Yu nodded, habitually wanting to say goodbye, and swallowed it back quickly-see you again, never see again.

When people walked far away, even the back was invisible, Chu Yu stood at the door of the police station for a while, in a daze, and suddenly remembered his purpose of coming to Qingchuan Road-his beef!

After hesitating for two seconds, feeling sincerely disappointed with the level of his wayfinding, Chu Yu decided to pull the bottom, go to the convenience store next to him to buy a bottle of water, and then take the opportunity to ask for directions.

Lu Shi lived on Qingchuan Road. The old-fashioned building 30 years ago had gray concrete exterior walls. The doors of the building were short and the passages were narrow. The green paint on the stair railings fell one by one, revealing the rust inside and the corners of the walls. There are also spiders forming webs.

He had a little bit of cleanliness, he took a shower when he went home, and deliberately washed his hands three more times. The wound on his left arm was soaked in water and turned white. Lu Shi didn't even look at it, so he didn't bother to care about it.

Putting on a clean white T-shirt, Lu Shi was wiping his hair when the phone rang.

"stone?"

On the other side of the phone, Wei Guanglei was startled, his throat was rough, "I'm scornful of his ancestors! Brother Lu, did Zhao Jiaqiang's club lead someone to block you?"

Lu Shi: "Who?"

"..." Wei Guanglei was the same as being choked, his stomach full of fire could not spit out, he had to patiently explain, "Just the Qinglong who likes to wear red pants and full of arms, he loves to say that he is Qinglong wherever he goes. The strong brother who helps the boss!"

Lu Shi matched the person with the name, "Well, I blocked me in the alley behind the street at noon."

"Really blocked?" Wei Guanglei was anxious again, "Brother Lu, my brother, hey, you didn't mutilate people? Are they still alive?"

It’s really not that he likes to make up for the blind. It was when Lu Shi moved to Qingchuan Road. Many people saw that he had just graduated from junior high school and there was no adult in the family. He was alone wherever he walked, and he walked on his feet. It's not cheap.

Just like a lamb that suddenly broke in, with the words "I have money and I am especially good at bullying" all over the body, some people thought about it.

This area of ​​Qingchuan Road is quite chaotic. It is full of old houses that have not been demolished in turn. Everyone can live in them. Especially in the summer, people are very angry, crowds are gathered in the back alleys to fight and fight with firearms, and it is lively until midnight. Sometimes it is necessary to occupy space in advance, otherwise the crowds will not be able to show off.

So at first, for a long time, Lu Shi had fights almost every day. But later, on Qingchuan Road, few people dared to do something with Lu Shi.

Everyone reached a consensus-I can't beat it, I can't offend it, what the **** is a sheep, it's obviously a wild wolf!

There used to be a brave man who didn't believe in this evil. Seeing that Lu Shi was young and good-looking, he went to pick the lock in the middle of the night, but he was beaten to mutilation in the corridor by Lu Shizhen that night. The man's howl of pain can be heard all over the street.

Lu Shi threw aside the white towel, took the mineral water out of the refrigerator, unscrewed it and took a couple of sips, "It's okay. Someone called the police and everyone went into the police station together."

Wei Guanglei didn't expect this to happen again, "What then?"

"They're still inside, I'm out to eat first."

Wei Guanglei sighed, strangely, "Who the **** called the police?"

The secret rules of Qingchuan Road, if anything is resolved with a fist, the people who report to the police are all fools.

Lu Shi laughed a little harder in his words, and replied, "A member of the Communist Youth League."

"what?"

Dark clouds in the sky piled up, and there was a strong wind on the ground. Lu Shi walked to the door of Wei Guanglei's auto repair shop and shouted "Stone".

Wei Guanglei murmured from the inside, "Take a bath! Two minutes!"

Lu Shi was too bored, so he stood at the door without going in.

The surrounding areas were all old shops that hadn't changed their signatures in ten or twenty years. Lu Shi glanced over it carelessly, his eyes suddenly fixed.

On the opposite side of the Laoyang Beef Restaurant, there was a man standing, his back and eyes familiar.

Wei Guanglei walked out wearing a sports vest, and when he saw Lu Shi stared at the other side, "I just heard, Brother Lu, didn't you help Uncle Yang to advertise on that broken public account two days ago? It's quite useful. No, I cheated a new customer over for Uncle Yang!"

Lu Shi had good eyesight, and he could see clearly that he was indeed the member of the Communist Youth League in the afternoon, named Chu Yu.

He still carried the small plastic bag of fruit candy, and sat down at the table in front of the store without going inside. He probably disliked the clumpy stains on the plastic stool. Chu Yu bends down patiently, wiped it with a tissue several times, and then hesitated to sit down.

Withdrawing his gaze, Lu Shi looked at Wei Guanglei, whose hair was still dripping, "What to eat?"

"My mother made a special chicken soup before playing cards, saying that you are about to start school, and you will get a scholarship for the first grade. This is so hard to be a schoolmaster, and I have to replenish my brain! She also told me to drink less, I am very I'm lost, is this treatment for my own life? Besides, I have more than half a month to leave school, so what can I make up so early..."

While beeping, Wei Guanglei set the folding square table in the corner of the store twice. Lu Shi took the bowls and chopsticks to serve the soup pot, and the two of them dragged over the plastic stool and started eating.

Before the meal was finished, the showers that had been brewing for most of the day finally came down, like pouring. The drainage system of Qingchuan Road is quite ordinary, and the street is full of water within a short while, and fish can be raised immediately after the seedlings are scattered.

Through the rain curtains, Lu Shi could see Chu Yu after eating, talking to Uncle Yang happily, and packed a piece of beef to take away. Uncle Yang took out the umbrella again, probably asking Chu Yu if he needed it. Chu Yu waved his hand and refused, but didn't leave either. Sitting on the stool, he ate the small bag of fruit candy.

Wei Guanglei was growing up, and he could solve a bowl of rice in a few mouthfuls. After drinking half a bowl of chicken soup, he was about to take a one-minute intermission, and then brought up the topic of Brother Qiang.

"It is said that the strong brother has been aiming at you for several days, and has not dared to do anything. Most of them are scrupulous about the rumors. Yesterday, a few of them collected protection fees from mobile vendors and had an argument with others. I don’t know what to do. I’m here. I’m taking someone to stop you today, probably because I want to prove my status as a big brother."

Having said so much, Wei Guanglei said the second half of the sentence, “All brothers, my mother is your mother, Zhu Zhifei, that kid’s mother is also your mother, anyway, I mean, I’m really going to the police station to find someone. To fish you, just call my mother directly. She is not at the poker table or on the way to the poker table. She has a lot of free time."

Lu Shi didn't like troublesome people, he could solve it by himself.

But when he met Wei Guanglei's eyes, he said, "Yes, thanks."

Lu Shi continued to eat with his eyelids down. His body was slender and thin. Whether he was sitting or pinching his chopsticks, he was a little bit unique.

At this time, Wei Guanglei felt that the brother was sitting close, but far away.

He suddenly remembered his mother chatting with Aunt Jing, who lives next door to Lu Shi, and said that not long after Lu Shi had just arrived on Qingchuan Road, there was that kind of bodyguard in a suit, and when he came to look for Lu in a luxury car that can only be seen on TV, he didn’t. It took a long time to leave and never came again.

At this time, Wei Guanglei's attention was sucked away, and he put down the bowl and burst out an swear word, "My day, this car, seven or eight million, right?"

Lu Shi looked up and followed Wei Guanglei's line of sight. He saw a black Rolls Royce breaking through the rain and slowly stopping at the door of Lao Yang Beef Restaurant.

The door of the driver's seat opened, and a driver in uniform and white gloves got out of the car with a **** umbrella, and hurriedly walked around the bottom of the car to Chu Yu.

After a few conversations, Chu Yu got up, said goodbye to Uncle Yang first, then hid under the umbrella, walked to the front of the car under the protection of the driver, and waited for the driver to open the door before sitting in the back seat.

This sect shocked Wei Guanglei, "Which of the wealthy young masters came to experience life with us? Uncle Yang is probably happy, and he can blow up for more than half a year!"

Rolls Royce drove away, Lu Shi retracted his gaze and took a sip of soup.

Thinking of the door of the police station, when Chu Yu was carrying a bag of candy and asked him if he wanted one, his eyes were light, and the sun seemed to be filled with amber light.

Oh, he is indeed a young master with clean eyes and no haze.

In the car, Chu Yu was a little bit cold by the air conditioner. He tilted his head to look out of the car window, but the glass was full of water, blurry, and nothing could be seen—

He always felt that when he first got in the car, he was sitting across the street like the social brother at noon, but he didn't have time to be sure.

What can I do if I'm sure?

Without thinking about it anymore, Chu Yu mentioned the fruit candy in his hand and talked to the driver, "Uncle Chen, would you like to try the candy? I have a lot!"

Uncle Chen took a look in the rearview mirror and saw Chu Yu's cheeks bulging. He smiled and said, "Little master, don't eat it. This kind of candy is not good, it is uncomfortable to eat, and it is not good for your health. I just looked at it, then The beef is also fresh, it’s not clean. Your Aunt Lan made mung bean cake for you at home, and I smell it very fragrant."

Chu Yu was a little bit lost. He wanted to say that the beef was really delicious, but the official account did not lie to him. This candy is also very delicious. He didn't feel uncomfortable after eating. He didn't let go of holding the plastic bag. He wanted to say that he had followed a social brother and a group of big flowers for a half-day tour of the police station, but he didn't even dare to speak.

Not wanting to touch people's hearts, in the end Chu Yu only said, "Really, I'll go back and taste it."

Uncle Chen didn’t notice his low mood, and continued, “Madam went home this morning to fetch important documents and asked where you are. I said that the young master went out to play with classmates. Madam left a message and said that I’m busy recently. Come back to live."

Chu Yu squeezed the colored candy paper, rubbing a little bit of sugar on his fingertips, making it sticky and uncomfortable.

After being taken aback, he nodded, "Thank you Uncle Chen."

Uncle Chen persuaded as usual, "Little young master, don't think that the lady doesn't care about you. The lady is thinking about you. It's just that the husband walks suddenly and the pressure falls on the lady's shoulders. If you get busy, naturally you won't be able to care about your family."

Chu Yu had heard this kind of words since he was a child, but he didn't know it many times. He turned his eyes and looked at the street scene in the rain curtain outside the car window. After a while, he whispered, "Well, I know."

When he got home, Chu Yu was not exposed to the rain at all, and Aunt Lan was nervously pushed into the bathroom to take a bath.

After soaking for a long time, Chu Yu had limp limbs and changed his clothes. He looked in the mirror and found that his hair seemed to be a little longer. His nails were obviously cut yesterday, but they have grown again today.

Is it entering the growth and development period again?

He didn't think much, lying in bed at night and playing games, before going to bed, he told himself a story to hypnotize himself, and soon fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Chu Yu dreamed that he fell from the volcanic crater, his body was too hot, and his blood vessels were about to explode.

He dreamed of the dazzling sunlight in the twists and turns of the alley, Lu Shi turned his head to look at him, his brows were dark, his eyes were cold and sharp, and the wound on his left arm was still bleeding with blood.