Chu Yu didn't notice that something was wrong, and wrinkled his nose, "Well, yes."
When he is full, if he does not deliberately concentrate on smelling other people's blood, he generally cannot catch too much smell.
However, the blood of the man in the corner was so bitter and unpleasant that the smell was like drilling into the nose.
Seeing that Lu Shi stepped back behind him, Chu Yu fanned his nose with his hand, turned around, and was stunned.
In a plastic bag that was placed on the ground by Lu Shi, there were steamed buns and soy milk, as well as a white and transparent rigid straw.
One end of the straw is a sharp bevel.
Lu Shidan took out the straw, held it in his right hand, and drew a line on the tip of his left index finger.
In the next second, crimson blood spilled out, and on the cold white skin, it seemed to be thick and colorful.
Chu Yu's heart jumped twice.
He never knew that a straw could pierce the skin so easily.
Moreover, at the moment when the sharp mouth cut through the skin, Lu Shi's hand movements did not hesitate or stagnate, and his expression was even more dull, as if he was doing something he was accustomed to do.
Behind the two, a few big flower arms found the opportunity, supported each other, and ran away quickly.
Soon, only Chu Yu and Lu Shi were left in the front and back of the narrow alley.
Lu Shi approached Chu Yu, lowered his eyes, and meticulously smeared the blood overflowing from the tip of his index finger on Chu Yu's lips, his movements were gentle, even gentle.
"Does my blood smell good?"
Chu Yu's nose lingered with the familiar aroma.
He stood on the spot and let Lu Shi smear it.
Until Lu Shi asked in a low voice, he looked into Lu Shi's eyes and replied, "It smells good."
The movement of the fingers stopped.
Lu Shi's voice was like an ambiguous whisper between lovers, soft and hoarse, "Then, why do you smell other people's blood, eh?"
"Does his blood smell better than mine?"
Chu Yu found that Lu Shi's current state was somewhat abnormal.
There is no usual coldness and indifference, not like the cold and taciturn in school, nor the rampant ruthlessness when fighting and beating others.
His eyes were dark, as if they were covered with a layer of ink, and no light could penetrate.
There is even a kind of shocking, paranoid.
There was a chill on Chu Yu's back, and his heart seemed to be seized by tremors.
On the lips, the blood dries up and there is an uncomfortable tightness.
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be constrained, and no sound came out.
Lu Shi didn't get an answer.
Suddenly, his expression completely indifferent, and he took a step back.
The two did not go to school together until the afternoon.
There were a lot of people lined up at the elevator entrance on the first floor as usual, but Chu Yu and Lu Shi didn't crowd and chose to climb the stairs.
On the fourth floor, I happened to meet Lao Ye, the head teacher, who came out of the office.
Old Ye first saw Chu Yu walking in front, smiled and had a gentle expression, and asked with concern, "Is classmate Chu Yu feeling 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 calm down. At least, few people can work hard to study for half a month and pass the exam. The top 200 grades are out. Whether it's a bet or a teenager's spirit, it all proves that this student is very good.
Chu Yu remembered the content of the leave request that Zhu Zhifei helped him describe, and nodded quickly, "Thank you, teacher, I've gotten better after taking the medicine."
"Okay, okay, and ah, you can't just rely on your young age and not pay attention to your body."
Lao Ye caught a glimpse of Lu Shi, who was a few steps behind, "Lu Shi is here too, has the family affairs been settled?"
Lu Shi nodded, "Well, it's settled. Teacher, I'll go back to the classroom first."
"Okay, the class notes of each subject in the past two days, go to the classmates to see, don't leave it behind."
Seeing Lu Shi walking towards the classroom, Chu Yu also wanted to follow. Lao Ye remembered and stopped the person, "By the way, there was a problem with your dictation of poems yesterday, come and tell me in my office."
Lao Ye has a little literati's elegant temperament. Facing students, he seldom speaks harshly. If there is anything, he always "come to my office and talk."
However, most of the students in Class A do not like to talk to Lao Ye in the office, because Lao Ye is too good at talking. He can learn from Yao and Shun to the West, and from Confucius to travel to Washington to chop down trees.
Lao Ye picked out Chu Yu from the pile of dictation papers, "The dictation before the monthly exam is basically all right, but this time, it's a little bit more wrong."
Chu Yu knew very well in his heart that it wasn't too much at all.
He didn't memorize it, and he was too lazy to quietly flip through the book. If he had an impression, he would just write a few words, and if he didn't, leave it blank.
Lao Ye didn't talk about it as usual, just clicked, and didn't say much, "If you haven't written it out by yourself, recite it carefully and go back to the classroom to rest. No matter what you have, you can come and tell the teacher."
Chu Yu came out of the office and walked along the corridor to the classroom.
A sparrow stopped on the railing and fluttered away after a while.
Chu Yu remembered that time, when he was standing in the corridor between classes to take two breaths of fresh air, and his mind was full of poetry and formulas.
Before that, it was difficult for him to imagine that in order to accomplish something and achieve a goal, he could work so hard.
But what's the use.
Chu Yu didn't think about it any longer.
As soon as Chu Yu returned to his seat and sat down, Zhang Yueshan turned around, covered the lower half of his face with a book, and asked in a low voice, "School flower, did you come with Lu Shen?"
"Yes, what's wrong?"
Zhang Yueshan was worried, "Lu Shen's aura is 2.8 meters today, and when he walks in front of him, he feels like he'll be frostbitten! I've saved up questions for two or three days, and I wanted to ask them, but I just didn't succeed in summoning the courage!"
Chu Yu came up with an idea, "Monitor, do you want to save up the topics you don't know?"
"Okay, I'll ask when Lu Shen is in a better mood."
English class in the afternoon.
The English teacher entered the classroom with the textbook and lesson plan, and greeted him very energetically, but the response he received was mediocre.
In the afternoon, when it is easy to get sleepy, many people in the classroom are dozing off. Only a few people in the front row with good grades responded positively, and most of the rest were showing fancy sleeping positions.
The English teacher was very used to this state. He talked to the English class representative for a few words, and when he opened the English book, he asked Li Hua to get up and read the text aloud.
It may be because the name has a special affinity, and the English teacher is very fond of Li Hua, so that Li Hua never dares 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 the preferred object of English teachers' questions.
Sure enough, as soon as Li Hua sat down, Chu Yu was called up to answer questions.
Li Hua turned his head and whispered, "Achieving the second consecutive success of asking questions again!"
Halfway through the class, Chu Yu fell down. It wasn't that he was 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 bloody mouth cut by the plastic straw, and Lu Shi's gloomy expression when he smeared the blood on his lips.
He started to think about it.
The first time he sucked Lu's blood was in the school hospital. He was unconscious and even thought it was a dream. After that, Lu Shi was in the glasshouse, pulling off his clothes and letting him bite down.
After that, almost every day, he sucked Lu Shi's blood to his stomach.
Lu Shi's attitude and reaction were too ordinary and taken for granted. As a result, Chu Yu seemed to have entered a blind spot, and did not find anything unusual in it.
He and Lu Shi didn't have a deep friendship or close relationship. After all, they didn't even know each other for a long time.
But Lu Shi quickly accepted Chu Yu's bloodlust, and was even willing to supply blood uninterrupted day by day.
No, even Lu Shi had discovered the problem of "bloodthirsty" before Chu Yu himself.
Chu Yu held the pen and unconsciously drew countless chaotic 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, which seemed to have a very special meaning to Lu Shi.
So, this morning, when he went to smell the smell carefully, Lu Shi reacted so intensely, and asked him why he wanted to smell the smell of other people's blood. Is other people's blood smell better than his own.
At that moment, Chu Yu admitted that he was frightened and didn't even know how to answer.
But in retrospect, Lu Shi seemed to be more afraid than him.
Zhang Yueshan and Li Hua were the first to notice something was wrong.
The two of them sat in front of Chu Yu and were deeply touched by their relationship.
At the beginning, they were not on the right table, and they mutually excluded sitting at the same table with each other. Later, not knowing what happened, the two began to talk occasionally.
Later, the school flower brought chicken soup to Lu Shi every three days, and Lu Shi was even more diligent in making up lessons for Chu Yu.
In this situation, I thought that the two of them had already entered into a harmonious relationship between the front and back tables, but I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, it was like winter in a second.
Zhang Yueshan rubbed his arms and sighed, "Ah, it's so cold."
Li Hua realized something, and rubbed his arms, sighing, "Oh, it's really cold! When will we be able to rejuvenate?"
The two looked at each other, and both saw sorrow in each other's eyes - when will this cold winter pass
Brother Meng came to play and saw Zhang Yueshan and Li Hua rubbing their arms together, sneering, "Hahaha, you two weak chickens, let you play basketball with me to keep fit, but don't do it. It's not even winter, and the chicken skin will be cold. It's a pimple!"
Li Hua said quietly, "You, don't understand."
After speaking, he glanced carefully again, and found that Chu Yu was lying on his stomach, his posture had not changed, and he didn't know whether he fell asleep or not. Lu Shi was writing questions, his expression was a degree colder than before.
At this moment, the cold current from Western Siberia blew his heart.
The air pressure between the two was getting lower and lower, until the end of the evening self-study, Chu Yu and Lu Shi didn't say a word.
Chu Yu turned around several times, but still didn't say a word.
He didn't know what to say, or he hadn't quite 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 flower, canteen, do you want to go together?"
Chu Yu was thinking about things in his mind, and his reaction was delayed for two seconds before answering, "Forget it, you go, I won't go, I'll go back to the dormitory directly."
Without taking the textbook, Chu Yu got up and prepared to leave with the comic book he hadn't finished reading.
Lu Shi didn't lift his eyelids.
Zhang Yueshan and Li Hua looked at each other again - it seems that the friendship between the front and the back table that was finally cultivated has been capsized.
It took Chu Yu an hour or two to finish reading the comic book, and he couldn't count the number of times he ran away.
Getting up to take a shower, the phone rang, it was 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, but he wasn't there, and there was no one in the cafeteria. In fact, Brother Lu is such an adult, I shouldn't be nervous, but I've been a little suspicious these days, always worried that Brother Lu will be upset, What exciting things are you going to do?" Zhu Zhifei sighed loudly, "I am only seventeen years old, yet I have the heart of an old mother!"
"It shouldn't." Chu Yu comforted Zhu Zhifei, "I'm also looking for it at school, and I'll contact you later."
The weather in October, after the rain, it gets cold at night.
Before Chu Yu left, he grabbed a coat and found out that it belonged to Lu Shi—
After wearing it, he didn't return it. Lu Shi didn't mention it, and he forgot.
Putting on the clothes, Chu Yu went downstairs.
Street lamps are lit everywhere in the school, and the teaching building is only a dark silhouette under the dark blue sky.
When he got downstairs, Chu Yu wrapped his coat, only to realize that he didn't know where to find Lu Shi at all.
Lu Shi is very self-disciplined. The places for daily activities are classrooms, dormitories and cafeterias. Occasionally, he and Meng brother go to the basketball court to play.
After thinking about it, Chu Yu decided to try his luck and go to the basketball court first.
It was too late, there was no one on the basketball court, and the street lamp next to him sent a little light over, and the shadows were chaotic.
Chu Yu went in, looked left and right, saw no one, and was about to look for another place, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a person sitting under the basketball hoop.
With almost just one glance, Chu Yu could be sure that it was Lu Shi.
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 wind blew, and the green shrubs planted by the court rustled.
Such a scene reminded Chu Yu of the night when he found out that he needed to suck blood, sitting on the steps of Jiexin Park, and Lu Shi also sat next to him like this.
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. Using a plastic straw to pierce a layer of skin, it hurts badly just thinking about it.
He rested his heels on the ground and subconsciously rubbed it twice.
"Lu Shi."
"Um."
When the words reached his mouth, Chu Yu swallowed again.
Before he could come to a conclusion, 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 break free, so that he can't move any more.
Chu Yu tightened his fingers holding the cloth, his voice was not loud, his vocal cords were even dry, "That's not the case."
"What's not like that?"
Chu Yu had a feeling that Lu Shi was waiting for him to express his position.
Like a tacit understanding.
All afternoon and evening, Lu Shi had been waiting for his answer.
Or, a guarantee.
Every word was clearly spoken. Chu Yu raised his head and looked down at Shang Lu Shi, "Only your blood smells good. Lu Shi, only you."
Lu Shi lowered his thin eyelids and repeated lowly, "Only me?"
"Well, only you."
In an instant, all the gloomy thorns on Lu Shi's body were pressed into the deepest part of his heart again with these words.
He smiled a little, as if the moon broke through the clouds.