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Chu Yu was actually very curious about why Lu Shi was so obsessed with the matters of 'blood'.
But if Lu Shi didn't mention it, he also wouldn't ask.
After all, if it were him in his shoes, he also wouldn't want others forcefully cutting open his protective covering to explore his privacy and secrets, and then excitedly tell him, "I know your secrets!"
He thought it was quite good the way it was right now.
Opening his eyes, Chu Yu saw Lu Shi under the bright light with his elbows bent, resting his arm on the pillow and propping his face sideways while staring at him.
The finger was tucked in his mouth, moving slowly and teasingly, but his eyes were akin to an ice field in the deep night, without a trace of light.
Chu Yu thought that Lu Shi's current state was probably very bad.
Such a state reminded him of the time he first met Lu Shi. He'd always felt that Lu Shi had been carrying a gloom that couldn't be removed, like a black cloud covering the sun.
He wanted to speak, but he had a finger in his mouth. Chu Yu hesitated for a moment before slightly pushing Lu Shi's finger out with his tongue, then he held the fingertip with his teeth and bit down gently.
Only a little bit of the skin was torn open with blood oozing out.
After tasting the familiar taste, Chu Yu restrained his instinct to suck and lifted his eyes to look at Lu Shi.
But Lu Shi wasn't satisfied.
"Be good and bite it again, harder."
He spoke with a soft, hoarse voice which teased his eardrums and made the soft itchy feeling spread all the way to the depths of his heart. Chu Yu felt that his spine was going soft.
Heaving a sigh in his heart, Chu Yu added a bit more strength. After the blood burst out, he no longer suppressed his instincts and began greedily sucking the blood.
Along with Chu Yu's actions, fragments of starlight gradually appeared in Lu Shi's eyes. He propped up his body halfway and took out his finger from Chu Yu's mouth. Before the wound healed, a drop of blood overflowed from the tear and flowed down his fingertip, dripping onto Chu Yu's lips.
Based on the principle of not being wasteful, the tip of Chu Yu's tongue licked the little bit of blood that dripped onto his lips into his mouth. Soon after, he discovered that Lu Shi's eyes seemed to contain a trace of... expectation?
Alright.
Chu Yu decided to cooperate.
He put his hand on Lu Shi's shoulder and directly pushed the person aside. Moving closer, he pulled the collar wider and bit the side of Lu Shi's neck.
Chuckles full of satisfaction and joy reverberated in Lu Shi's throat.
Drinking blood after blood, Chu Yu later loosened his bite, sat up, and wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand.
Seeing the deep smile on the corners of Lu Shi's lips, he asked somewhat helplessly, "Happy?"
Watching Lu Shi lazily lying on the bed, Chu Yu analyzed that he looked more satiated than he was.
All the hatred and bitter torment in his heart were closed off in a box and locked.
Lu Shi squinted under the light, gazing at Chu Yu as he replied, "Mm, happy."
"Then that's good."
Chu Yu yawned, lay down again, and inquired, "Then sleep?"
"Hm."
After closing his eyes for a second, he opened them again. Chu Yu questioned, "Will you wake me up again?"
"Won't."
He kept his word and Chu Yu slept peacefully. When he arrived in the classroom the next day, he was full of energy.
His classmates surrounded him and looked at his injured ankle. Chu Yu was happy as he accepted well wishes from all sides. Just then, he heard Fang Ziqi yell from afar, "School Flower, remember to hand in your homework!"
Chu Yu appeared shocked. "I've just been met with tribulation and my body received serious injuries, but I also have to hand in my homework?"
Fang Ziqi nodded. "Yeah, no discussion, give it to me after you finish filling it up."
Recalling something, Fang Ziqi added another sentence, "You're the only one in the class who hasn't handed in their homework."
Chu Yu was immediately discouraged. He turned around and said to the desk behind him, "Ai, the loneliest sentence in this secular world is 'you're the only one left in the class who hasn't handed in their homework'."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Yu saw Yang Yuchan come over and sit in Li Hua's seat. She obviously had something to say.
Chu Yu could roughly guess the content of the approaching conversation.
"I'm here to apologize."
Hearing this, Chu Yu shook his head. "This really is nothing. I took the initiative to go out on a rainy day and encountered a landslide. It was bad luck, a low-probability event. It wasn't an accident you caused, so you don't need to apologize. In fact, I should be apologizing. Class Rep and I being involved in this matter probably resulted in your business being cold for a while."
Yang Yuchan didn't possess a coy temper. Listening to Chu Yu sincerely say this, she nodded. "Alright. In any case, know that I apologize sincerely. It was something that occurred on my land after all, so I'm responsible. As for my business, it isn't a matter of making more or less profit anymore, that basically wouldn't be able to earn me money in the future, so I'll just change to a profitable project!"
Chu Yu liked speaking with her very much. "Well, I also have a lot of allowance. If there are any good profitable projects in the future, you can bring me along."
This was intentional. Yang Yuchan sized up Chu Yu, who had the halo of the Chu Family Young Master on his head, before saying with a smile, "No problem!"
As soon as the sports competition was over, it was the start of preparations for the midterm exams.
Although Zhang Yueshan, Li Hua, and the others had numerous assignments to finish and had the 'should I do it or not' attitude, it was obvious that they were very serious. For example, they didn't have time to chat with Chu Yu after class anymore. They were either reviewing questions or correcting answers.
Chu Yu felt that life was indeed lonely as snowflakes.
No one was playing with him, and he was a bit tired of reading comic books, so Chu Yu had to follow along and read books as well.
But after opening a book, he wasn't even two pages in when his mood turned worse and worse, just like dark clouds that accumulated more and more before an afternoon thunderstorm.
Why the hell did he have to read books? In order to get good grades?
Then what?
He uncontrollably thought of the scene where Shi Yaling stepped on her high heels as she turned to leave that small meeting room.
Vexation surged in his heart and Chu Yu closed the book, pushing it away.
Chu Yu wasn't in a good mood all day, and his bad attitude manifested very simply- lying on the desk in a daze.
Come evening self-study, Chu Yu got up, empty-handed, and waited for Lu Shi to return to the dormitory together.
After they squeezed into the elevator heading downstairs, Chu Yu suddenly called out while walking under the street lamps, "Lu Shi."
Lu Shi lowered his head slightly and asked him, "What?"
His eyebrows were originally exquisite, but now with his back facing the street lamp's light, the lines of his facial features seemed to be meticulously traced stroke by stroke.
Chu Yu appreciated it all with his two eyes as he replied, "Let's not go back to the dormitory."
"Where do you want to go?"
Where do I want to go?
Chu Yu thought about it before realizing that he didn't know where to go.
He just felt terribly uncomfortable.
The closer it was to the midterm exams, the more uncomfortable he got.
He was feeling very apprehensive, or perhaps awfully resistant, and other emotions which he couldn't distinguish and felt disinclined to distinguish.
"I don't know either."
Lu Shi inquired, "Want me to take you to play?"
"Mn."
Chu Yu didn't bother thinking about it. "Anything is okay."
Just let him be distracted.
"Then let's go."
Lu Shi took Chu Yu back to Qingchuan Road.
Chu Yu's ankle sprain wasn't serious, but he still hadn't fully recovered yet. He walked slowly and didn't dare use too much strength.
The street lamps on both sides of Qingchuan Road were old, and five out of ten lamps weren't lit. Either the line had short-circuited, a hole had been smashed into the street lamp's light bulb by a child with a rock, the lamp post was damaged, or the colorful wires were torn apart into disarray.
Plus, there were potholes on the road. Chu Yu didn't want to sprain his foot again and walked carefully.
Lu Shi halted.
Chu Yu also stopped after him. "What's the matter?"
Standing in front of Chu Yu, Lu Shi answered, "Come up, I'll carry you."
Upon hearing this, Chu Yu didn't have the slightest intention to decline. "Okay, okay!"
He nimbly leaned on Lu Shi's back and embraced his neck.
Lu Shi's figure was slim, but strong and had good endurance. Chu Yu felt that while the other party effortlessly carried him on his back, even his breathing wasn't disordered.
When he rubbed his face against Lu Shi's ear, it felt quite cold. Chu Yu tilted his head and let out a warm breath toward Lu Shi's ears. "I'll warm you up!"
Lu Shi's voice was light. "Don't make trouble."
"I'm not, I'm serious about giving you a breath of warmth."
Chu Yu's playful heart was aroused and he breathed in Lu Shi's ear again.
Lu Shi's mouth told him not to make trouble, yet he didn't avoid him even once.
Faint sounds of fighting could be heard from an alley. Lu Shi was familiar with the road and avoided it by walking to the other side.
Chu Yu was tired from playing. He felt that he'd been breathing like Samoyed, which was a hindrance to his image. He shut his mouth and peacefully lay on Lu Shi's back, staring at the overlapping shadow of two people on the road.
He stared for a while, but couldn't stay idle and went to bite the side of Lu Shi's neck.
He didn't use any force or bite down for real.
"Itchy."
Lu Shi asked him, "Want it?"
"No, it's just... itchy teeth."
Chu Yu inexplicably felt a little embarrassed and questioned, "How much longer until we arrive?"
"Very soon."
After taking two turns, Lu Shi stopped in front of a roll-up door.
The silver-white shutter door was a bit dirty, covered with messy spray painting with garish colors. Although what was painted couldn't be determined, it was still a bit nice.
Sitting at the door was a tall and burly man. Wearing a flowered jacket, his exposed wrist was covered in cyan tattoos.
The door that only allowed one person to enter and exit was tightly closed, it wasn't known what was inside.
Lu Shi relied purely on brushing face.
The man saw Lu Shi's appearance clearly, then looked at Chu Yu. "Bringing friends to play?"
"En, any vacancy?"
"Yes, two halls are empty." Saying so, he got up and brought Lu Shi and Chu Yu in.
When they entered the innermost part, Chu Yu was surprised.
Unlike what he guessed, it turned out to be a shooting range with complete facilities! Moreover, after roughly looking around, one would know that it was very professional, unlike those random signs outside.
The man who led the way said very few words. Perhaps it might be because Lu Shi often came so he had nothing to instruct. He closed the door and left.
Chu Yu hopped on one foot while touching here and looking there. It was very novel.
"You used to come often?"
"Mm, I used to."
Lu Shi opened a box and selected guns. "It was the boss who led the way just now. He used to be a professional shooter. Later, he partnered with a few shooting enthusiasts and opened this shop."
"That was the boss?"
Chu Yu recalled that the boss' aura was indeed a bit fierce. It was said that he was engaged in professional shooting, but Chu Yu guessed it wasn't the type where he carried gunpowder fumes on his body.
He was lost in thought as he pondered for a while. When he shifted his gaze, Chu Yu saw Lu Shi standing in front of a black preparatory platform, casually hanging the noise-canceling headphones around his neck and putting the protective goggles on.
The goggles had a silver frame that lined the contours of Lu Shi's eyes. It looked so good to the point of being somewhat illegal.
Lu Shi stood very straight, with his head hanging down slightly, exposing a curvature of his nape.
He arranged his weapon skillfully. The black gun and his cold white fingers were particularly eye-catching. His exquisite profile lines were set off by the dim lighting in the room, appearing cold and focused.
Chu Yu took out his phone, held it up, and prepared to take a photo.
Lu Shi didn't lift his head as he asked, "Candid camera?"
Chu Yu appeared righteous and confident. "It wasn't candid, I was blatant."
Lu Shi, who was filling the magazine with bullets, didn't continue to stop him. He lazily said, "Up to you."
After Chu Yu finished taking photos and put away his phone, Lu Shi went over and buckled the headphones onto his ears.
"Are the preparations done?" Chu Yu was excited. "Are you shooting that kind of motionless target for a while? Or a kind of more difficult, moving target?"
"Not so confident in me?"
With nimble fingers, Lu Shi held the gun in his hand and turned it in a circle, asking Chu Yu, "Which one would you like to see?"
He could choose?
Chu Yu looked forward to it, answering, "I want to see the handsome one!"
"Okay."
Two minutes later, Lu Shi stood at the firing line.
Something was thrown out from afar. Only a 'bang' was heard, immediately followed by the sound of glass exploding.
Chu Yu was shocked.
What Lu Shi shot wasn't a human-shaped target, nor a moving target, but rather a beer bottle thrown by the machine!
Holy, there was this kind of operation?
The beer bottles were thrown out without any regular pattern, the intervals in between each were different, and they even went high and low.
But when Lu Shi fired a shot, the beer bottle would always break in response.
Chu Yu looked at the broken pieces of glass and then at the cold-faced Lu Shi. He felt the adrenaline bringing up the speed of his heartbeat.
After a round, Lu Shi changed the magazine and handed the gun to Chu Yu's hand. "Come on."
Chu Yu, whose hands had been itchy since earlier, nodded again and again. "Yes!"
He stood at the firing line.
Lu Shi stood obliquely behind him.
Chu Yu felt Lu Shi's hand pat his lower back. "Stand straight."
Then, the hand moved to his shoulder. "Level shoulders."
As he stood up properly as Lu Shi instructed, Chu Yu felt a bit hot.
When Chu Yu raised the gun and straightened his arm, Lu Shi also stretched out his hand from beside him and touched his finger that was on the trigger. "More forward, it's not stable like this."
The two people's arms overlapped.
Lu Shi had pitch-black eyebrows and a sharp jawline, which produced a sense of a borderline between being a teenager and an adult.
He looked straight ahead, but his lips were close to Chu Yu's ears as he wondered in a low voice, "Are you hot?"
Chu Yu was indeed hot.
But the air conditioner in the room was obviously working.
He found this activity a bit difficult.
"Lu Shi, my hands are soft."