Bite Your Fingertips

This time, Chu Yu only bit a small hole in his skin, but it was a bit deep. After loosening the tooth, it took a while before it healed completely.

Seeing that Chu Yu was wrapped in a thin black coat one size larger, sitting on a heavy motorcycle, his head hanging down.

Lu Shi pulled his collar and raised his eyebrows, "Is this a reflection?"

"I just... couldn't hold back."

The moment Chu Yu let go of the handlebars, Chu Yu's body was very impatient, and his whole body obviously didn't have much strength, and his fingertips were still shaking with excitement. The desire for blood-sucking surged up and couldn't hold it back. When biting down, I didn't restrain it as usual.

Chu Yu quickly promised, "Next time I will be lighter!"

Before, even today, during the day, Chu Yu would be nervous, worried that Lu Shi would be cold. But now, he was not afraid at all, and even stretched out his hand to pull at the hem of Lu Shi's clothes, tilted his head up, and emphasized, "Really!"

"Ok."

Lu Shi put his left hand in his pocket, and his right hand sent Chu Yu's soaked forehead back, revealing his eyebrows completely. He lowered his head, approached, looked directly at Chu Yu's eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Are you still sad?"

This was an extremely aggressive and powerful action, but Chu Yu didn't dislike it at all when Lu Shi made it.

"It's not sad anymore."

Chu Yu lowered his eyes and unconsciously played with the metal zipper of Lu Shi's coat, "I just couldn't accept it for a while..."

Compared with being in Lu Shi's bedroom, his tone was calm.

"Everyone around me feels that my mother spoils me very much, what to buy, to have fun at school, even to buy a school. It is not as strict and demanding for me as it is for my brothers and sisters. They thought so and instilled it in me."

"So, I used to think it was like this."

"Even her indifference to me, I tried to attribute her busyness to her work. But, where is so busy? She just doesn't care, or even ignores it."

Lu Shi listened quietly.

Chu Yu wrapped the coat she was wearing.

The clothes are from Lu Shi, a size larger, and they smell like Lu Shi.

"My brother and sister's primary school, middle school, and university graduation ceremonies, my mother went to the graduation ceremony. My graduation ceremony, always occupying the seat, is always Aunt Lan."

"I used to be afraid, so I deceived myself. But now I wonder, what is there to be afraid of? But just admit it,"

He tightened his zipper hand when he landed, and he paused for a long time before speaking softly, "I just admit that she doesn't love me."

Speaking of it, it seems that it is not as uncomfortable as imagined.

"My mother is a typical person in power and superior thinking. That is, she will only devote her attention and energy to capable and useful people. As for me, it is probably only because of this blood relationship. , She gave me the best living environment, gave me endless money, built me ​​a glass greenhouse, let me be in it, don’t give her any trouble. You see, even her requirements of me, Just be healthy, happy, and safe, don't let her worry about it."

Chu Yu's brain gradually became clear. He didn't have any order in each sentence, and then said,

"When I was a child, my mother treated me just like my brothers and sisters. She invited many teachers to me, and the courses were full. I was lazy, didn't appear to be particularly clever, nor self-disciplined. I liked sleeping late and playing. etc. When I was older, my mother never asked me to take a tutor, nor asked me to go to class, or ask me to get good grades."

He curled the corner of his mouth and pulled out a non-smiling arc, "Looking back now, at that time, my mother felt that there was no hope in me, so just give up on me."

"Chu Yu."

"Yeah." Chu Yu raised his eyes and opened his eyes wide, "I didn't cry, really, don't believe me."

"I know."

There was no pity in Lu Shi's eyes, and no other extra emotions. He just said, "Would you like to comfort me?"

"What comfort?"

"What comfort do you want?"

Chu Yu couldn't think of it for a moment, and suggested tentatively, "...hug?"

"it is good."

Before Chu Yu could react, Lu Shi took action.

He leaned forward, stretched out his arms, and hugged Chu Yu, who was sitting on a heavy motorcycle and wrapped in a large black coat.

With arms folded, Chu Yu fell into Lu Shi's arms.

The tip of the nose lingers, there is a clean smell of two familiar laundry detergent.

Chu Yu froze and didn't dare to move. It took a long time before he relaxed and put his chin on Lu Shi's shoulder.

"Am I... useless?"

"No."

"Really?"

"Ok."

On the return journey, Lu Shi rode at a very slow speed.

The night wind is very light.

Chu Yu leaned on Lu Shi’s back, was quiet for a long time, and suddenly asked, “If, I mean, if, I really get to the 220th grade, even the top 120, the top 20, my mother Will... Will you give me a look?"

"Want to try?"

"Well, I want to try."

The heavy-duty motorcycle rushed into the tunnel with the heavy roar of the engine. In the wee hours, there are no other vehicles. The orange light from the top of the tunnel fell, like the light of the setting sun being chopped up.

Chu Yu grasped the clothes on landing, his eyes fell on the dazzling street lamp, not knowing whether to tell Lu Shi or to himself, "Probably not reconciled, not reconciled to being given up so easily."

"I will help you."

Lu Shi parked the car on the side of the road, propped his long legs on the ground, and turned to look at Chu Yu.

"But no matter what the result is, you are not allowed to cry."

Chu Yu was poked again with a sentence, "I'm not a crying bag lover! How can I cry so easily?"

Lu Shi chuckled and sat down again, "Hold me tightly, Little Crying Bag, back to school."

First, I returned the car, then rented out, overturned the wall and returned to school.

Walking to the door of the dormitory, Chu Yu suddenly remembered, "Wait for me!"

He walked two steps quickly, opened the bedroom door a crack, squeezed in, and closed the door with a "bang", not giving Lu Shi a chance to see inside.

There was a sound inside the door, and soon Chu Yu opened the door again.

Holding two bottles of blood tonic oral liquid in his hand.

He plugged in the straw and handed it to Lu Shi, annoyed, "Hurry up, drink one more bottle, and blame me, too unrestrained! What if you are anemic!"

Lu Shi was too lazy to stretch out his hand, holding Chu Yu's hand, bowing his head and drinking after two mouthfuls, commenting, "It tastes strange."

"It tastes weird and you want to drink it too. I have asked the chef in the cafeteria to boil the black-bone chicken soup. I will bring you a thermos to fill it in tomorrow.

After saying a few more words, Chu Yu yawned, "So sleepy, I'm going to sleep, see you tomorrow."

Back in the bedroom, Chu Yu quickly took a shower, dressed in pajamas, and fell on the soft bed.

Excessive excitement while riding, the weakness of the limbs has not been completely overwhelmed until now.

He closed his eyes and was about to go to bed. He faintly smelled a familiar smell. He stood up and saw the thin black coat still beside the bed. Only then did he remember that the clothes had not been returned to Lu Shi.

After sitting for a while, Chu Yu took the coat over and put it next to his pillow.

Lying down again, Chu Yu clutched an inch of cloth and slept peacefully.

Separated by a wall.

After taking a shower, Lu Shi sat down at the desk without wiping his wet hair.

The papers spread out on the table were not finished yet, so he took a pencil and started to solve the problem.

The white light of the desk lamp covers only a small area in front of him, and there is darkness behind him.

The phone vibrates.

Lu Shi glanced at it. It was the number he knew.

He didn't answer, and continued to solve the problem, letting the phone shake again and again.

Lu Shi didn't press the answer until he wrote the final answer in the blank area under the question.

"Lu Shi, are you not going to answer my call from your dad? How about your politeness! How about your upbringing! I really thought I had so much time to spend with you time and time again?"

Lu Shi did not wear a black wristband or watch after taking a shower, showing his thin wrists.

Turning the pencil flexibly in his left hand, there is nothing in his dark eyes, his voice is light, "I am working on a question, the phone is turned off and muted."

Lu Shaochu's mood stabilized a little bit, "I'm still working on the problem so late, is it hard to study hard?"

"It's not hard."

"You don't want to let you study in City A. If you have to run so far, you are the one who suffers!"

Lu Shaochu repeated the old saying, "Your mother misses you very much, and your grandfather also talks about you several times. When will you come back?"

"Busy, I don't plan to come back for the time being."

"Lu Shi!" Lu Shaochu's voice suddenly rose, and his anger couldn't help. "Busy, you count yourself. How long have you not been home, huh? One and a half years! Last year's New Year's dinner, all of them were there. Ask, why are you not here, how do you let me answer? Where do you put your mother's face! Really when my wings grow hard, I won't come back when I fly out? Ah!"

Lu Shi was silent and listened to Lu Shaochu's scolding.

There is no fluctuation in his expression.

Lu Shaochu lowered his tone again, "Lu Shi, your mother has a headache recently, and the family doctor has not seen it well after seeing it several times. I am not at home and can't take care of her. She raised you so much. If you have a conscience, come back and have a look. . She will be a lot happy when she sees you."

Lu Shi said coldly, "I guess you don't want to hear me repeat what I just said."

Lu Shaochu didn't speak for several seconds.

"If you hit 300,000 in your card, just say if you don't have any money."

After sighing, Lu Shaochu finished giving sugar, and threatened again, "I treat you as a youth rebellious period, but when I told you Lu, I taught you not less. You must have a degree in everything. Here, you have taken ten tenths of your patience, and you know it in your heart. It's really beyond the line, and you know what the consequences are!"

When the phone was hung up, Lu Shi threw the phone on the desktop with a "clang".

Sitting still for a while, Lu Shi took out a piece of white paper and wrote carefully with a pencil stroke by stroke.

"...Seeing Zhakai and Taoruoyan fat-stained, you must believe, Jiangnan spring is early. There are a few branches, scattered and residual flowers, floating all over the ground, and never sweeping.... Coming. I'm afraid, don't be affectionate, I forgot the covenant."

Finally, he wrote the name of the poem, "Xijiang Moon Man".

With too much force, the flexed knuckles turned white, and the nib shook slightly. The handwriting sank on the paper.

His gaze fell on the pencil tip that was flattened by the paper, Lu Shi opened the drawer, took out the pencil sharpener from it, and sharpened the pencil.

Sawdust and lead ash fell on the pure white paper fragments, covering the last three characters of the poem, and dirtying the surface of the paper.

The blade is sharp.

Lu Shi's sharpening movement suddenly stopped.

The sharpener moved down, and the blade finally stopped at the wrist of the left hand.

There are several deep and shallow scars on the cold white skin, eye-catching and dazzling.

Thinking of the blade piercing the skin, blood overflowing, and the sobering pain, Lu Shi's eyes became focused.

The tip of the knife was pressed down, and the skin was sunken and tingling.

But this time, Lu Shi didn't force the tip of the knife deeper.

Throw away the pencil sharpener and close the drawer.

Under the lamp, Lu Shi stared at the blue blood vessels under the skin of his wrist—

His blood cannot be wasted.

If there is no blood to drink, that little crying bag will cry.