Bite Your Fingertips

The old-fashioned street lights are dim, and small advertisements for handling various certificates, unlocking, and selling medicines are pasted on the metal pillars. The rain and wind blow, and the paper is yellow. On the gray concrete exterior wall, the "Harmonious Neighbourhood" poster was not sticky, and it was screamed by the wind.

Entering from the low door is a narrow aisle and a stair railing with green paint almost falling off. The voice-activated light was alarmed and lit up with an orange light.

Chu Yu was confused, half-opened his eyes and looked around, his voice soft, "Where are we going?"

"my home."

Stopped in front of the door, Lu Shi fished the person in his arms with one hand, and opened the door with the key in the other.

Chu Yu's brain turned slowly, he sucked blood, and his whole body was weak and weak. It wasn't until he heard the "bang" door close that he realized that he had arrived at Lu Shi's home.

The light turns on.

Neat, clean, and empty.

Chu Yu looked at the indoor furnishings, feeling a little cold.

Apart from the necessary furniture, there is no other decoration in the house.

In the narrow living room, the walls were whitewashed, and there was just a wooden table and a two-seater sofa. It was spotless. With the bedroom door open, you can see the old-style desk, piled up with a lot of exercise sets and auxiliary materials.

Chu Yu is a very enjoyable person, accustomed to decorating the place where he lives exquisitely, warmly and comfortably. Carpet on the floor and beautiful paintings must be hung on the white walls. There are not only books on the shelves, but also all kinds of small ornaments and gadgets. As for the desktop, there are a lot of small things in bits and pieces. When it's over, green plants will be placed in the room to add vitality and greenery.

Sitting on the sofa, Chu Yu held the water glass handed over when he landed, and suddenly there was something like that, Lu Shi almost put an end to all the feelings of indulging in the enjoyment of material desire.

Just like an ascetic monk, you should abandon everything around you that will shake your mind.

I remembered that Zhu Zhifei had mentioned to him that Lu Shi moved to Qingchuan Road by himself during the summer vacation more than a year ago.

And here is his mother's house.

"Chu Yu."

Chu Yu raised his head and replied without turning his head, "Here."

A smile appeared in Lu Shi's eyes.

"Sit down, drink the water, and I will take a shower."

Chu Yu held the water cup and nodded, "Okay."

After Lu Shi finished speaking, he turned and walked to the bathroom.

As he walked, he folded his hands, pulled the clothes line up, and took off the black T-shirt.

He is thin and thin, but after taking off his clothes, he can see tight muscles with a sense of lines. The black trousers wrap the long legs, and the waist of the trousers surrounds the thin waist, which sets off the cold white of the complexion and desires to be charming.

Chu Yu couldn't look away.

I even forgot to drink the water.

As if knowing that Chu Yu was looking at him, Lu Shi turned to his side, "How long do you want to watch?" The ending tone rose slightly, with a hint of inexplicability.

Seeing Chu Yu stared at him without speaking, Lu Shi left another sentence, "Concentrate on drinking water."

Then I walked into the bathroom.

When Lu Shi came out of the bathroom after taking a shower with his hair half wet, Chu Yu had already fallen asleep leaning on the sofa.

His head tilted, his breathing was even, and his hair fell naturally, covering his eyebrows.

The water in the cup has been drunk and was held loosely by both hands.

In October, the temperature had begun to drop, and it was cold at night, and he curled up a little fearfully.

Lu Shi stood there for a while.

It was discovered that there was another person's breathing in the house, which was not as repulsive as he had imagined.

As he approached, Lu Shi didn't try to wake Chu Yu, but bent down and picked him up.

very light.

Putting the person on the bed in the bedroom, Lu Shi took out the clean thin quilt from the cabinet and put it on Chu Yu.

Turning off the light, Lu Shi lay beside Chu Yu, sleeping with his eyes closed.

Chu Yu had a dream.

The hour hand of the whole world seems to be set back, every second stretches infinitely.

In the closed conference room, he stood on the spot, watching his mother's eyebrows gradually frown, his eyes full of impatient, and he said, "I have completely given up on you a long time ago."

The syllables of each word are dragged very long.

In the end, it turned into a sharp needle pierced by ice.

The picture changed. When he was a child, he escaped the tutoring class and quietly ran to the garden to see the ants. I also folded a flower, ready to give it to my mother.

Turning around, she saw Shi Yaling standing on the lawn, instructing, "Except for etiquette, there is no need to arrange other courses for Chu Yu in the future."

He didn't notice anything at all, and passed the flower in his hand to Shi Yaling, and smiled, "Mom, here you—"

"Chu Yu, I have completely abandoned you."

The flowers in his hand withered quickly and scattered like ashes. He was frightened, "Mom, why did you give up on me?"

As soon as the picture changed, his sister Chu Xi walked over, "Mom only cares about people who are useful to her, and the rest of the people, she is stingy to spend any energy and attention. Chu Yu, don't you understand?"

I understand.

I understand now.

Turning to awakening from the dream, Chu Yu closed his eyes, feeling as if he was sweating, and his forehead was cold. The temples are dizzy and uncomfortable, and there is a little heart palpitations when awakened.

When I opened my eyes, my vision was pitch black and there was no light.

He found something was wrong.

The bed was hard, the thin quilt covering the body was soft, and it had a familiar clean smell.

"Have a nightmare?"

The soft voice is right in the ear, very low, and two points of displeasure of being awakened.

Chu Yu's breathing was stagnant, and he tilted his head towards the source of the sound, not quite sure, "...Lu Shi?"

"Ok."

Lu Shi seemed to turn sideways and asked again, "What dream did you have?"

Chu Yu didn't want to mention it.

In the darkness, a finger touched the tip of his nose, and then moved it under his eyes to wipe the end of his eyes wet.

With warmth on his fingertips, Chu Yu shrank slightly, feeling as if he was scalded by sparks.

Lu Shi's voice was very soft.

"I heard you calling mother, asking her why she gave up on you, and she cried."

It really was a little crying bag.

The most difficult feeling to reveal was revealed without euphemism.

Lu Shi looked like a sword, using a sharp blade to open the bloodiest wound, not giving Chu Yu the slightest chance to escape and breathe.

Chu Yu didn't speak.

He lay on his side, his legs bent and curled up-an insecure posture.

After a long time, Chu Yu said softly, "Did you laugh at me in your heart, concentrate, and devote yourself to such a long time of useless work."

"I thought that if I proved to her, I was great, and she could change my mind. But in fact, she had pronounced the sentence aloft before I realized it and gave up me completely. She even gave me a glance. Will never look at me again."

He suppressed his voice, confused and mocking himself.

"But I am so self-righteous, I have to rush to the south wall in one breath, hit my head and bleed, so I wake up and recognize the reality."

"Like a joke, it's really ridiculous."

"Do you think you are ridiculous?"

Lu Shi asked him, "Remember what I told you."

"Ok."

No matter what the result is, you are not allowed to cry.

In the darkness, Lu Shi's voice was like an ice spring, slamming against his eardrums.

"Since you have set a goal and are willing to do it, you must recognize the risks involved. There are some things that you do not do. If you do your best, you can achieve the desired goal."

Lu Shi stopped talking, his voice sinking deep, "Getting an answer and ending, after all, walking on a dark road, no matter what you do, the exit is out of reach. The hopeless sense of powerlessness is better."

Chu Yu felt that Lu Shi seemed to be talking about himself.

He used this tone when he heard Lu for the first time.

Did not dare to ask any more.

Chu Yu instinctively realized that this was Lu Shi's forbidden area and no one was allowed to set foot in it.

Turning over and lying flat on the bed, Chu Yu looked at the ceiling, faintly seeing the outline of the ceiling lamp.

His chest rises and falls, and he takes a deep breath.

"Actually, this matter is not a big deal, it's not a big deal, right?"

"Ok."

"I thought it would be harder for you to accept that you suddenly become a monster who needs to **** human blood than being given up."

Chu Yu was strangely comforted.

Yes, I have to rely on blood sucking to survive. What's the big deal?

I haven't had a good night's sleep during this period, and once convinced myself temporarily, Chu Yu yawned.

He wrapped the thin quilt tightly, and soon fell asleep in a drowsy manner.

Early the next morning, before the noise downstairs arose, Wei Guanglei knocked on the door of Lu Shi's house.

After a while, the door opened, and Lu Shi stood at the door, irritated between his brows.

Knowing that he got up very angry, Wei Guanglei quickly brightened up what he was holding in his hand, "My mother boiled the soup for a whole night, and it was very fragrant. She asked me to bring it to you immediately, so that you won't lose the heat. Teng Teng delicious!"

Lu Shi stepped aside.

Wei Guanglei walked in, "You—"

As soon as he said a word, he was interrupted by Lu Shi, "Don't speak."

"Huh?" Wei Guanglei didn't understand, he felt that his Lu brother's symptoms of getting up gas were getting more and more serious.

Lu Shi was too lazy to explain, referring to the bedroom.

Wei Guanglei was surprised. He took two steps and glanced at the door.

On the bed, there was a bulge, and a man was trapped in a soft pillow, half of his face was exposed, wrapped in the quilt, and he was sleeping soundly.

It's Chu Yu.

Good-looking people look good even when they fall asleep. Wei Guanglei pondered, filming this scene and throwing it on TV. It is estimated that it can be used to advertise mattress pillows.

He just wanted to ask Lu Shi how the young master slept here, and his eyes stopped suddenly.

"My day."

Wei Guanglei cursed silently.

His eyes stopped on Chu Yu's exposed hand.

Very white fingers, holding a piece of clothing, gray.

Lu Shiman had a good plan, with few clothes, so he changed his clothes.

Wei Guanglei remembered clearly that his brother Lu had two grey T-shirts, pure cotton. They bought them together and were used by Lu Shi as pajamas.

Now, one of them, hanging on the balcony to dry, was blown to and fro by the wind.

In the other case, Chu Yuzheng slept in his arms.

Looking back at the white T-shirt that Lu Shi was wearing, Wei Guanglei had a little thought in his mind, but it was not clear.

Moving forward, Wei Guanglei lowered his voice and asked Lu Shi carefully, "Brother Lu, what the young master is holding in his hand, seems to be your clothes?"

"Ok."

Lu Shi's brows were light, and he pressed a little restlessly.

"He fell asleep, holding on to my clothes, just took it off and gave it to him."