Before the first class, the study committee started to collect summer homework at the last time, and issued the intention form for extracurricular activities by the way.
When Chu Yu handed in his homework, he glanced at it and found that Lu Shi's test paper was no different from his own. He chose to fill in the blanks, and only wrote two lines of ideas for the big question, or simply drew two auxiliary lines to finish the work. It looks empty.
He suddenly had a new understanding - it turns out that learning the gods and gods to a certain level, and learning the scumbags to a certain extent, have something in common!
The study committee member shouted, irritably urging, "Hurry up and hand in the after-school activity intention form after you have filled it out! It's time for class!"
The classroom was full of discussions. Zhang Yueshan held a pen and turned around and asked Chu Yu, "Classmate Chu, what are you filling in? I'm hesitating whether to choose tennis, fencing, or taekwondo? I like them all!"
His eyes fell on Chu Yu's intention form, and he wondered, "Gardening A? Is there such an option?"
He has been at the same desk at the headquarters and knows the inside story, "The option of 'Gardening' is a hidden option, not on the list."
He signed his name at the bottom of the page, and Chu Yu put the cap back on, "Yes, it's for paddling."
Zhang Yueshan was curious, "Why did you choose this extracurricular activity? Pruning and cutting plants?"
"No," Chu Yu explained, "behind the school playground, separated by a grove, isn't there a constant temperature botanical garden and a glass greenhouse? My duty is to press the button to make the watering equipment in the constant temperature arboretum run. Etc. When the device detects that there is enough moisture in the air and soil, it automatically stops running.”
Zhang Yueshan was amazed, and she didn't know how to describe it for a long time, and finally commented, "It really is very suitable for paddling!"
Chu Yu was proud and thought, of course, I carefully selected it for myself!
After receiving the summer vacation homework, the study committee hurriedly received the application form next to him. When he received the last two, he inadvertently looked at it—it’s amazing, Chu Xiaohua’s gardening A, Lu Shen’s gardening B, a constant temperature botanical garden , a glass greenhouse, is it so exciting
The first class in the morning was a math class. Chu Yu couldn't understand it, and he didn't think to force himself, so he simply took out the comic book and continued reading.
After turning two pages, he suddenly remembered something, put his hand into the table, searched blindly again, and finally found a toffee.
After tasting it in his mouth, Chu Yu frowned, and found that it was not an illusion. The candy tasted like no longer the rich milky and sweet taste it used to be.
Two points of inexplicable anxiety emerged from the top of his heart, and Chu Yu stuffed another fruit candy into his mouth.
Eating two candies together would have made him tired before, but now, he only tasted a little sweetness.
Staring at the two pieces of candy paper in his hand, Chu Yu was stunned - I am, I have a continuous low fever, burning out the taste nerves
The good mood that was originally due to the recovery of the body instantly fell to the bottom.
After being mourned for most of the morning, Chu Yu decided to stop his wild thoughts, and comforted himself that maybe it was just because of some autonomic dysfunction that temporarily dulled his sense of taste, and it would be fine in a few days.
He squeezed a candy in his hand and was struggling to decide whether to eat it or not, when suddenly his throat felt itchy and thirsty.
My day, why does this feel so familiar
Just like the package, while the throat was dry and itchy, the heartbeat began to speed up, and the blood vessels in the forehead burst, as if it was about to explode in the next second. The familiar heat filled his body, no, it was even hotter than yesterday, giving him the illusion that he could be cooked in place 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, and after more than 20 hours, he would make a comeback!
He Zhihao came to Chu Yu after his lunch break, and saw him lying on the table, facing the wall, with a lifeless expression, like a thanked flower.
He tapped the table twice with his fingertips, "What's wrong, didn't you wake up?"
Chu Yu turned his head slowly, weak and weak, "Kick the fart, knock, talk about something, and leave quickly."
He Zhihao raised his eyebrows, knowing that this was the young master's temper, and he couldn't be provoked. He quickly retracted his hand and said something, "Sister Lin asked me to give you a message, saying that you like the gift very much. Thank you for remembering it for so long. Next time you have time to play together."
He put the small cake in his hand on Chu Yu's table again, "I slept on the boat all night last night. Don't you like sweets? This morning, Sister Lin specially ordered the chef to make this cake and let me bring it to you. "
Chu Yu lacked interest, "Oh, let it go, you can retire."
He Zhihao didn't want to retire. He wentssips and asked in a low voice, "By the way, isn't it rumored that you had a conflict with that Lu Shi? Is it true? Where did he offend you? Do you want my brother to help you find someone to take care of him?"
Chu Yu felt that magma was flowing in his blood vessels, and he was afraid of his hot breath. Hearing He Zhihao beeping blindly like a fly in front of him, he frowned for no reason and frowned, "Bum, you shove a pestle in front of Lu Shi, If you live less than ten seconds, it will crush you to death, just like that? Yes, crushing ants."
His throat was dry and his voice was slightly hoarse, and he added, "He didn't provoke me, he was just agitated, don't look for trouble."
He Zhihao shrugged, "Okay, then I'm leaving."
"Wait," Chu Yu wrinkled his nose, disgusted, "hurry up and change your clothes, the smell on your body is giving me a headache."
He Zhihao tugged at his collar, took a deep breath, and wondered, "You said that I smelled blood. I drank too much. I fell and bleed in the morning. , where does it smell?"
"Don't smell it, hurry up and hurry up."
He Zhihao left, and Chu Yu was about to lie down when he saw out of the corner of his eye—heh! When did Lu Shi go back to the classroom
The cake was finally divided between Zhang Yueshan and him at the same table. Chu Yu lay on his stomach for an afternoon, no appetite, no dinner, no evening self-study, and went straight back to the dormitory.
The private dormitories in Jianing are luxurious, and the worst are quadruple rooms with private bathrooms. Chu Yu lived on the fifth floor, a deluxe single room, with a light-colored long cashmere carpet on the floor, a large bed, a desk, storage rack, wardrobe, and shoe cabinet. In the corner of the balcony, Aunt Lan also put a pot of Strelitzia there.
Chu Yu fell on the bed with weak limbs, hugged the quilt, and fell asleep.
Dreaming in the middle of the night is the same dream again.
The only difference is that everything has faded into black and white. In the winding alley, Lu Shi looked at him. On his left arm, there was bright red blood gurgling down. The dazzling red was the only color in the dream.
And separated by a wall, Lu Shi woke up from his dream.
His ears seemed to be filled with the sharp cursing that the woman in the dream hated, "You bastard with dirty blood in your body!"
Dirty blood.
Lu Shi sneered.
He was lying on his back on the bed, and everything was quiet, except for the subtle sound of cold air overflowing from the air outlet of the central air conditioner.
Getting out of bed and standing up, Lu Shi crossed his hands, pulled up the corner of his shirt, took off his white T-shirt, put it on the back of the chair, and stepped into the bathroom.
A few minutes later, Lu Shi got his hair wet, came out of the bathroom wrapped in water vapor, took out a bottle of mineral water from the small refrigerator, and sat down in front of the desk. He randomly picked out this math competition problem set on the shelf and spread it out.
His fingers were long, twisting the cap of the bottle, his phalanges were slightly raised, thin and powerful.
After swallowing half a bottle of ice water, he pressed the fire in his heart back to the deepest depths again.
Lu Shi is accustomed to using pencils when brushing questions.
There is a rustling sound as the nib grinds on the paper.
After two pages of questions, Lu Shi stopped and took out a sharpener from the drawer.
The blade was sharp, chipping off a piece of sawdust, revealing the black lead core wrapped inside.
Lu Shishou paused.
Under the white light of the desk lamp, there were messy and thin scars on the left wrist that Lu Shi used to wear his watch on. Some years have passed for a long time, and only a shallow line is left, and some are still 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 into the cold white skin and slashed down, and the crimson blood overflowed in an instant.
Lu Shi's thin eyelids drooped, blood in his eyes, and his expression was indifferent.