Bite Your Fingertips

Before the first class, the study committee was stuck at the last time to collect summer homework, and by the way, issued a form of intention for after-school activities.

When Chu Yu handed in his homework, he took a glance and found that Lu Shi's test paper was no different from his own. He chose to fill in the blanks and fill in the blanks. Only two lines of ideas were written for the big question, or he could just draw two auxiliary lines. It looks empty.

Suddenly he had a new understanding-he used to learn God to a certain level, and learn God to a certain level, there is something in common!

The study committee murmured and urged irritably, "Hurry up, and submit the after-school activity intent form after filling out! It's time to start the class!

The classroom was full of discussions. Zhang Yueshan held the pen and turned to ask Chu Yu, "Student Chu, what did you fill in? I am hesitant to choose tennis, fencing, or taekwondo? I like them all!"

His gaze fell on Chu Yu's list of intentions, he was puzzled, "Gardening A? Is there any other option?"

He has been at the same table at home, knowing the inside story, "'Gardening' is a hidden option, not on the list."

At the bottom of the page, Swish signed his name, and Chu Yu covered the pen cap back, "Yes, it's a special offer."

Zhang Yueshan was curious, "Why do you choose this after-school activity? Pruning plants and cutting leaves?"

"No," Chu Yu puzzled. "Behind the school playground, separated by a small forest, there is a constant temperature botanical garden and a glass greenhouse, isn't there a constant temperature botanical garden and a glass greenhouse? My duty is to press the button to let the watering equipment in the constant temperature botanical garden run. The equipment detects that there is enough moisture in the air and soil, and it will automatically stop running."

Zhang Yueshan was stunned, not knowing how to describe it for a long time, and finally commented, "Sure enough, it is very suitable for paddling!"

Chu Yu was proud and thought, of course, I carefully selected it for myself!

After receiving the summer homework, the study committee hurriedly next to the acceptance form. When he received the last two sheets, he inadvertently took a look—excellent, the gardening A of the Chu school Huatian, the gardening B of the Lushen filling, a constant temperature botanical garden , A glass greenhouse, is it so exciting again?

The first session in the morning was a math class. Chu Yu couldn't understand it, and didn't even think about reluctantly, so he simply took out the comic book and continued reading.

After turning two pages, he suddenly remembered something, put his hand into the belly of the table, looked for it blindly, and finally touched a toffee.

After tasting it, Chu Yu frowned, and realized that it was not an illusion. The candy tasted without the rich milky and sweet taste that it used to be.

Two points of inexplicable anxiety emerged from the tip of his heart, and Chu Yu stuffed another fruit candy into his mouth.

Eating two candies together would make him panicked before the change, but now, he only tasted a little sweetness.

Staring at the two sugar papers in his hand, Chu Yu was stunned-this is my, continuous low fever, burned the taste nerves?

Originally because of the good mood that the body recovered, he fell to the bottom in an instant.

After losing most of the morning, Chu Yu decided to stop his cranky thinking and comforted himself that maybe it was just because of some autonomic dysfunction, the sense of taste became temporarily dull, and it would be fine in a few days.

He squeezed a candy in his hand, and was entangled to eat or not, and suddenly felt his throat dry and thirsty.

My day, how does this feel so familiar?

Just like the package, as the throat is dry and itchy, the heartbeat starts to accelerate, and the blood vessels in the forehead suddenly burst, as if it would explode in the next second. The familiar feeling of heat permeated the whole body, no, it was even hotter than yesterday, giving him the illusion that he could be cooked on the spot in the next second!

Chu Yu was about to be depressed—thinking that the enemy had retreated, but he did not expect to gather more troops. After twenty hours, he made a comeback!

He Zhihao came to Chu Yu after his lunch break, and saw him lying on the table, facing the wall, with a look of lovelessness, like a thanked flower.

He tapped his fingertips on the table twice, "What's wrong, didn't you wake up?"

Chu Yu turned his head slowly, weakly, "Knock your fart, knock, talk about something, and leave as soon as you finish."

He Zhihao raised his eyebrows, knowing that he was violating the young master's temper, and he couldn't get offended. He retracted his hand quickly and said something, "Sister Lin asked me to bring you a message and said that I like the gift very much. Thank you for remembering it for so long. Next time I have time to play together."

He put the little cake in his hand on Chu Yu's table again, "I slept on the boat all night last night. Don't you like sweets? Sister Lin specially asked the chef to make this cake this morning and let me bring it to you. "

Chu Yuxing was lacking, "Oh, let it go, you can retire."

He Zhihao didn't want to retire. He gossiped and asked in a low voice, "By the way, isn't it the legend that you are in conflict with that Lu Shi? Really? Where did he provoke you? Would you like your brother to find someone to clean him up?"

Chu Yu felt that there was magma flowing in his veins, and he was afraid when he was breathing hot. Hearing He Zhihao was still beeping like a fly in front of him, he frowned for a while, "Killing, you pound in front of Lu Shi," If you live for less than ten seconds, and crush you to death, what is the same as that? Yes, crush the ants."

He had a dry voice and a slightly mute voice, and added, "He didn't mess with me, he was simply at odds with his aura, so don't worry about it."

He Zhihao shrugged, "Okay, then I'm leaving."

"Wait," Chu Yu wrinkled his nose, disgusted, "You can change your clothes quickly, there is a stinky smell on my body, which makes me a headache."

He Zhihao pulled at his collar, took a deep breath, and wondered, "You said that I have a **** smell on my body. It's almost the same. I woke up in the morning and bleeds after drinking too much. After I tied the bandage, I didn't have time to change clothes. , Where does it smell?"

"Don't smell it, go quickly."

He Zhihao is gone, Chu Yu is about to continue to lie down, Yu Guang takes a glance at-hey! When did Lu Shi return to the classroom?

The cake was finally divided by Zhang Yueshan and him at the same table. Chu Yuchan lay down for an afternoon, had no appetite, didn't eat dinner, and didn't go to study late, so he went straight back to the dormitory.

The private dormitories in Jianing are luxurious, and the last ones are quadruple rooms with private bathrooms. Chu Yu lives on the fifth floor, a luxurious single room with a light-colored long cashmere carpet on the floor, a large bed, a desk, storage rack, wardrobe, shoe cabinet, and a corner of the balcony. Aunt Lan also put a pot of Strelitzia there.

Chu Yu fell on the bed with limbs limp, hugged the quilt, fell asleep faintly.

Dreaming in the middle of the night is the same dream again.

The only difference is that everything has faded to black and white. Lu Shi looked at him in the twists and turns of the alley. On his left arm, there was a gurgling of bright red blood, and the red glaring was the only color in the dream.

And separated by a wall, Lu Shi woke up from his dream.

The ears seemed to be filled with the sharp curses of the woman in the dream, "You **** with dirty blood in your body!"

Dirty blood.

Lu Shi sneered.

He was lying on his back on the bed, all about quiet, only the slight sound of air-conditioning from the outlet of the central air conditioner.

Get out of bed and stand up, Lu Shi crossed his hands, pulled up the corner of his clothes, took off the white T-shirt, put his hands on the back of the chair, and stepped into the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Lu Shi came out of the bathroom with his hair wet and wrapped in water vapor, then took out a bottle of mineral water from the small refrigerator and sat down in front of the desk. He randomly picked a book of mathematics competition exercises on the shelf and spread it out.

He has long fingers, twisting the bottle cap, his phalanx slightly raised, thin and strong.

After swallowing half a bottle of ice water, he pressed the fire in his heart back to the deepest place again.

Lu Shi is accustomed to using a pencil when writing questions.

The pen tip was rubbed on the paper, and there was a rustling sound.

After doing a two-page question, Lu Shi stopped and took out the pencil sharpener from the drawer.

The blade was sharp, and a piece of sawdust was cut off, revealing the black lead core wrapped inside.

Lu Shishou stopped.

Under the white light of the lamp, Lu Shi's left wrist, which usually wears a watch, is covered with messy, thin scars. Some years have passed for a long time, leaving only a shallow line, and some are still glowing red.

The pencil sharpener moved, and finally stopped at the position of the wrist. With a little force on the right hand, the tip of the knife pierced the cold white skin and swiped down. The crimson blood spilled out instantly.

Lu Shi's thin eyelids were drooping, his eyes were bleeding, and his expression was indifferent.