Bite Your Fingertips

Chapter 43: Thirty-ninth

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Next night, when he returned to the dormitory for self-study, Chu Yu consciously followed behind and slid into Lu Shi's dormitory.

The two chairs were placed side by side in front of the desk. Chu Yu sat on the chair and watched the landing expectantly, waiting for the great god to fly.

Seeing him sitting upright like a primary school student, Lu Shi loosened the two top buttons of his white shirt with one hand and sat down, "Aren't you worried about pitting you?"

"impossible!"

Chu Yu's confidence was bursting - Lu Shi was able to single-handedly bring his garbage grades to the top two hundred people from the bottom of the grade.

Two hours later, Lu Shi held a pencil to brush the questions, while Chu Yu played games quietly with his phone beside him.

Until the fireworks exploded one after another on the screen, Chu Yu couldn't believe it, "Damn it, did I win?"

The tip of the pencil wrote two numbers on the paper, and Lu Shi raised his eyes and asked him, "Not happy?"

"Of course happy!"

Chu Yu seemed to have flowing amber in his eyes, and pretended to sigh, "Alas, I can't be a RMB player, but I have the strongest plug-in!"

He also deliberately asked, "Do you know what my plug-in is called?"

Lu Shi was very cooperative, "What?"

Chu Yu smiled and rolled his eyes, "It's called Lu Shi!"

Gently rubbing Chu Yu's soft hair, Lu Shi said, "Go back to sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow."

Chu Yu's face was bitter, but he remembered that the sports event that Lu Shi signed up for was chosen for him, and the training plan was made by himself, so he must be responsible and not give up halfway!

Thinking like this, he was full of fighting spirit again, "Then you must come and wake me up tomorrow!"

"it is good."

Early the next morning, it was no different from the day before, Chu Yu Youhun opened the door, rolled up the quilt and fell asleep again.

Lu Shi stood by the bed and looked at him intently.

There is a faint scent of orange blossom in the air.

Chu Yu has very good skin and thick eyelashes. He rests on the soft pillow and looks like "don't wake me up even if I fall asleep".

Lu Shi called him, "Chu Yu, get up."

Chu Yu snorted and said "um" without fluttering his eyelashes.

"Chu Yu."

Now, I don't even bother to hum.

Lu Shi didn't speak anymore, but reached out and pinched Chu Yu's nose.

"Ah Lu Shi, you let go—"

Chu Yu opened his eyes, put his hand on Lu Shi's wrist, and whimpered.

Only then did Lu Shi release his fingers, "Get up."

He slept softly all night, Chu Yu rubbed against the bed, and said in a hoarse voice, "Pull me?"

Lu Shiyi stretched out his hand.

Chu Yu slowly took out his hand from the bed, sat up with the strength of landing, and yawned.

The thick eyelashes were wet with tears, like crow feathers wet by rain.

Shaking his confused head, Chu Yu saw that Lu Shi took out a white hooded sweater from the closet. He consciously took off his pajamas, raised his arms, and cooperated with Lu Shi to help him get dressed.

It wasn't until Lu Shi helped him straighten his hat that Chu Yu faintly realized that something was wrong - Lu Shi helped him get dressed... Isn't it good

However, Lu Shi's expression and actions were all too normal, and the only unnaturalness that appeared in Chu Yu's heart was dispelled.

Still a little confused, Chu Yu stepped on the carpet with bare feet and ran into the bathroom to wash.

Within two minutes, Chu Yu came out with his toothbrush in his mouth, and shouted vaguely, "My day, today is Saturday!"

Lu Shizheng put one hand in his pocket, looked at the lush Strelitzia japonica, and nodded, "Well, Saturday."

"I thought it was Friday! Then why get up early? No, go for a run, alright..."

Going back to the bathroom and looking at himself in the mirror, Chu Yu was shocked to realize that his day-to-day life was really confused.

Every day is playing on the phone, sleeping, reading comics, and repeating what happened the day before the next day, nothing has changed.

Pretty boring.

Spit out the white bubbles in his mouth, Chu Yu took a tissue and wiped the water droplets off his face, his eyes dimmed.

After breakfast, Chu Yu felt a little down and asked Lu Shi, "Are you going home? With Zhu Zhifei?"

"I want to go back. Without Zhu Zhifei, he went back last night."

"Oh fine."

Chu Yu thought for a while, "Then I'll go back as well. Before the National Day, I was at school. Forget it, I haven't been home for a long time."

Chu Yu called the driver to pick him up, and Lu Shi and others left before getting on the bus back to Qingchuan Road.

The bus stop on Qingchuan Road has not been renovated for several years. Except for small advertisements, there are messy graffiti on the stop sign. There is a hole in the awning. Of the plastic seats installed below, only one of the three can sit on it. The other two are either broken or thrown away, leaving only the rusted base with water in it. , also inserted a few barbecue sticks.

With a black schoolbag hanging on one shoulder, Lu Shi passed under the black wire net that was densely connected and randomly connected, and walked home.

He had headphones in his ears, the black headphone cord lining the line of his neck, and the cold white skin, meandering, and finally disappeared into his pocket.

Going downstairs, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded.

An orange wild cat was lying dozing, when it was startled by the sound of the whistle and ran away.

Lu Shi stopped, turned around, and saw a Maybach 62S with a yellow card. The body was much longer than a conventional sedan, occupying most of the road.

The triangular metal car logo erected on the front of the car and the shiny black body are incompatible with the entire Qingchuan Road.

The driver's door opened, and a white-gloved driver got out and respectfully opened the rear door.

Lu Shaochu wore a dark blue suit and looked at Lu Shi who was standing still.

The eyes of the two met, and Lu Shi had no intention of opening his mouth at all.

Finally, Lu Shaochu spoke first.

The nasolabial lines on his cheeks were deep, his masseter muscles moved slightly, and he said solemnly, "Do you want me to get out of the car and invite you in person?"

Get in the car on land.

The interior of the car is very spacious, covered with dark gray carpets, the intelligently controlled fragrance system is running, and there is a strong fragrance in the air, which makes Lu Shi feel suffocated and even nauseated.

Half of the dial on Lu Shaochu's wrist was exposed, his hands were on his knees, and he instructed the driver to turn off the soft music. Then he turned to Lu Shi, "Do you want me to come to you?"

Lu Shi didn't answer, but said, "Let's talk somewhere else."

He meant something, "Don't you think it's abrupt and out of place that you and your car are here?"

Lu Shaochu looked at Lu Shi for a few seconds and instructed the driver, "Go to Ruimao Hotel."

Maybach slowly drove out of Qingchuan Road, leaving the dilapidated and noisy behind.

Lu Shaochu squeezed his eyebrows and asked, "You just came back from school?"

"Um."

"At this time, the monthly test has passed, and you won the first place again?"

"Um."

"I checked your account, and the money on your card hasn't moved at all. What's going on?"

"I have money myself."

"Lu Shi," Lu Shaochu's voice sank with anger, "Are you rich? Where did you get it? That little prize money for the underground car race? The money you make by mixing with those who are in the middle of nowhere?"

Seeing Lu Shi's indifferent expression and not saying a word, Lu Shaochu said sharply, "Lu Shi, you are the only heir of my Lu family, even if you were rebellious in adolescence and like stimulation, don't take your own life as a joke! You don't know the importance. ?"

Hearing this sentence, Lu Shi turned his eyes and met Lu Shaochu's eyes.

The two are father and son, with similar nose bridges and mouth corners, but not the same as their eyes.

There was a faint mockery in Lu Shi's eyes, and his voice was calm, "You took time out of your busy schedule to come here this time, because you are afraid that I will have an accident and leave the Lu family with no successor, so you came to scold me for a meal? It's really hard work. "

Lu Shaochu rubbed his temples again.

"Staying up late for a meeting for two days in a row, I don't have so much energy to waste with you."

Lu Shi turned his eyes to the car window, "Then don't waste it, okay?"

The car was parked in front of the gate of Ruimao Hotel.

The manager in a black suit was waiting with someone.

Seeing Lu Shaochu and Lu Shi get out of the car, the manager hurried up to meet them, with a very appropriate expression and attitude, "Mr. Lu, Young Master Lu, the box has been prepared as required."

Lu Shaochu didn't want to show his ugliness in front of outsiders, so he straightened his suits and said, "It's hard work, you lead the way." After speaking, he glanced at Lu Shi again. - I'd like to give him a little face anyway.

The carved door of the box closed.

The light is good, the large oil paintings on the walls are vivid, and the thick carpet absorbs all the footsteps.

When Lu Shi put down his schoolbag and sat opposite him, Lu Shaochu straightened his cuffs, "I have already instructed the kitchen to cook a few dishes that you like to eat. Haven't you eaten well after being outside for so long? You've lost weight."

Lu Shi looked up at him, "don't play the warmth card, what do you want to say."

With a "knock" sound, the teacup was put down. Lu Shaochu said, "Your grandfather's birthday banquet, you must come back. The only grandson is not here, let outsiders see it, what's it like?"

He slowed down again, "I know, you're angry that we lied to you for more than ten years. But think about it with your conscience, who doesn't know, your mother—"

Seeing Lu Shi's expression turned cold, Lu Shaochu changed his words, "Weiyun has treated you well since childhood, and took good care of you. He really raised you as his own son. Even if there is no blood relationship, in the past ten years, he has raised you until So big, no matter how you feel."

Lu Shi was noncommittal, "Really?"

Lu Shaochu used to be proud that Lu Shi was determined at a young age, extremely smart, and was an excellent candidate for the successor.

Now, he finally felt what it was like for his son to be too stubborn.

"Lu Shi, let's be reasonable. I, as your father, can understand that you suddenly learned that the mother who has been shouting for more than ten years is not your own, and the stimulation and the inability to calm down in a short period of time are all my feelings. Try to understand.

So you said that you were going to leave home, not see Weiyun, not even me, and went to live on Qingchuan Road alone. I also understand and agree. But everything has a limit, right? "

He put on a lenient expression, "The rebellion is over, the mood has calmed down, and it's time to go home. Your grandfather misses you very much, and he talks about you every three days. Weiyun too, he was still talking about it a few days ago, saying that the temperature has cooled down, I don't know if you have a cold or not. We are all worried about you being outside alone."

Lu Shi didn't answer, and turned to look at a paper bag that Lu Shaochu was carrying, "What's inside?"

"For your mother—a gift for Wei Yun."

Lu Shaochu smiled and said, "Would you like to take a look? You know Weiyun's likes and dislikes best since you were a child, and you didn't do anything wrong. You helped your father identify and appraise this gift, right?"

"Um."

After listening to Lu Shi's promise, Lu Shaochu said to himself, sure enough, it's just that the relationship between mother and son is still there.

He handed the gift box over.

Lu Shi opened it and saw that there was a set of jade jewelry with excellent water head.

"The necklace is in the wrong shape, she'll love the rest."

"You have always understood her preferences best, so Dad can rest assured."

Lu Shaochu deliberately eased the relationship between the two, and mentioned, "The diamond necklace you gave to Weiyun, she often wears it. When attending those tea parties and salons, everyone would say that this is a gift you gave her. , I don’t know how many people envy your sensible and filial piety.”

Lu Shi lowered his eyelashes, making it difficult to distinguish the emotion in his eyes, "Well, just wear it."

The air was stuffy, Lu Shi got up, "I'll go outside to get some air, and I'll be back soon."

It was not until he left Lu Shaochu's sight that Lu Shi's expression became uncontrollable and completely cooled down. His eyes were deep, like an ice field shrouded in darkness.

A manic depression that was firmly suppressed in his heart kept rising, burning his reason like a black fire.

Lu Shi clenched his fists until his fingernails were embedded in the flesh, causing a tingling pain, which calmed him down a little.

Ruimao Hotel is a five-star high-end chain hotel under the Lu family. This one in S City has an air corridor that overlooks the city.

Lu Shi walked over.

The air corridor is very large, planted with flowers and trees of various colors, and the corridors are twists and turns, which has the effect of changing scenery.

The wind from the high-rise building blows, and the four miles are quiet.

Lu Shi stood for a while, until the cold wind blew his body completely cool, making sure that his expression and state would not be wrong, then he turned around and prepared to go back to the box.

A voice came from behind a nearby bush.

The voice is somewhat familiar.

"Have you got the medicine?... The one with the best effect, the price is not a problem, the thing must not go wrong... Make sure, you won't be able to taste the taste if you throw it in a cup, it will take effect in ten minutes, and in the middle of three or four hours, no Any awareness right?"

The person who spoke laughed twice, "Don't take that long, three hours is enough to taste, no matter how long it takes, it will make people suspicious..."

I don't know what the person on the phone said, but this voice also laughed, "Young young master with a delicate body and precious flesh, he is young, he must taste good, but he has a lot of trouble, try it once, and my wish will be fulfilled. I feel, you can't be greedy and compensate yourself... Okay, let's not talk about it, I will come out in the middle, so I can't delay it for too long, and I have to go back to socialize."

Lu Shi stared at a spike on the vine.

He Zhiyuan on the other side didn't know anyone beside him.

He found a number in the phone address book and called it.

"Ahao, are you busy?"

"...Brother wants to ask you a favor. See if you can make an appointment with Chu Yu in the past two days?... I know he doesn't want to see me, maybe he has been misunderstanding me... "

"Brother, I have something to ask you, so you can help my brother this time, make an appointment, and I will try my best to tell him clearly, if it can change Chu Yu's opinion of me, wouldn't it be a good thing

"… Well, I'll decide the place, the time—"

At this moment, there was a sudden sharp pain in the shoulder, and the numbness traveled down the nerve to the fingertips. Like an electric shock, He Zhiyuan's five fingers loosened and released, and the phone smashed to the ground with a "pop".

Immediately afterwards, the joints of his wrists and ankles were neatly removed, and his knees were trampled heavily. The severe pain caused him to screech out, and his eyes turned black.

Before He Zhiyuan could slow down, he was suddenly strangled by someone's neck and almost dragged forward.

The brain was quickly deprived of oxygen, the eyes began to blur, and the blood vessels in the temples bulged, as if they were about to explode!

When he finally reacted, he had been pushed against the edge of the air corridor.

Behind him are railings and tempered glass that are more than half the height of a person, as well as dozens of storeys of suspended air.

The wind was strong, and He Zhiyuan quickly broke out in a sticky cold sweat and shivered.

"You are-"

Speaking out with difficulty, his eyes gradually focused, and he saw the person in front of him clearly. He Zhiyuan suddenly fell silent.

He had seen the man strangling his neck.

He heard this person's name from He Zhihao's mouth, Lu Shi.

Lu Shi clasped He Zhiyuan's neck with his fingers, and saw that his face was flushed and purple, and he was having difficulty breathing, but the strength on his fingers did not slacken.

He even pushed He Zhiyuan, causing most of his body to hang in the air. The other hand tugged at the hem of his clothes loosely.

His eyes were full of anger.

At this moment, He Zhiyuan instinctively felt the danger - Lu Shi wanted to kill him, or he wanted to let go and throw him from here.

The wind from the high-rise building was raging, like a torn bellows, pouring down from the sky.

He Zhiyuan's eyeballs were bulging, his face was purple, and beads of sweat dripped down his bulging temples, and were quickly blown away by the strong wind.

His whole body trembled uncontrollably, and even tears and snot flowed out, covering half of his face. Because of fear, his pupils shrunk to the size of the tip of a pin, and his throat sighed hard.

Lu Shi's expression was cold and severe, and he didn't even breathe.

The knuckles were so hard that they lost their blood.

At this time, the mobile phone in his pocket rang a few consecutive message beeps.

Lu Shi didn't have many friends, and there were even fewer people in the chat software list. Zhu Zhifei and Wei Guanglei were both used to calling him.

Chu Yu was the only one who would often send him messages.

Pushing He Zhiyuan to the metal pillar of tempered glass, Lu Shi opened his mouth and said the first sentence.

His voice is very light, mixed with the whistling wind, but it makes people feel infinite fear in their hearts.

"You dare to touch him, try?"