This time, Chu Yu only bit a small wound on his skin, but it was a little deep.

After he let go of his teeth, it took a while for the wound to heal completely.

Chu Yu was wrapped in a thin black coat that was one size too big. He sat on the heavy motorcycle with his head lowered.

Lu Shi adjusted his collar and raised his eyebrows. "Are you reflecting on your actions?"

"I … couldn't hold back just now."

The moment he let go of the motorcycle handle, Chu Yu's body was very restless. Although he didn't have much strength left, his fingertips were still trembling with excitement.

The desire to suck blood surged up and couldn't be suppressed. When he bit down, he didn't restrain himself as he usually did.

Chu Yu hurriedly promised, "I'll be gentler next time!"

If it was in the past, or even during the day today, Chu Yu would be nervous and worried that Lu Shi would be angry because of this.

But now, he wasn't afraid at all. He even reached out and tugged at Lu Shi's clothes. He looked up and said in a serious tone, "Really!"

"Yes."

Lu Shi put his left hand in his pocket and used his right hand to push Chu Yu's wet hair back, revealing his eyebrows. He lowered his head and looked directly into Chu Yu's eyes. He asked in a low voice, "Are you still sad?"

This was an extremely aggressive and forceful action. Although Lu Shi did it, Chu Yu didn't feel repulsed at all.

"I'm not sad anymore."

Chu Yu lowered his eyes. His fingers unconsciously played with the metal zipper of Lu Shi's jacket. "I just … can't accept it for a while."

Compared to when he was in Lu Shi's dormitory, his tone was calm.

"Everyone around me thinks that my mom dotes on me very much. She buys me whatever I want. She even spends money to buy a school for me so that I can have a happy time in school.

She's not as strict and demanding as she is to my siblings.

They think so and instill this in me.

"So, in the past, I also thought that it was true.

"Even all her coldness towards me, I tried hard to attribute it to her being busy with work.

But how can she be so busy?

She just doesn't care and even ignores it. "

Lu Shi listened quietly.

Chu Yu wrapped the jacket around himself.

The clothes were Lu Shi. They were a size too big and smelled of Lu Shi.

"My mom attended my brother and sister's graduation ceremonies from elementary school, middle school, and university.

At my graduation ceremony, the person who occupied that seat was always Auntie Lan.

"I was scared before, so I lied to myself.

But now that he thought about it, what was there to be afraid of?

But it's just an admission. "

He tightened his grip on Lu Shi's zipper. After a long pause, he said softly, "She's just admitting that she doesn't love me."

Saying it out loud didn't seem as bad as he had imagined.

"My mother is a typical person in power and has the mindset of a superior.

In other words, she would only invest her attention and energy on capable and useful people.

As for me, it was probably because we were related by blood, so she gave me the best living environment, gave me an endless amount of money, and built me a glass greenhouse. She told me to stay inside obediently and not give her any trouble.

You see, even her requirements for me were to be healthy, happy, and safe. She didn't want me to worry. "

Chu Yu's mind gradually became clear. His words didn't make any sense.

"When I was young, my mom treated me like my brother and sister. She hired many teachers for me and my classes were full.

I was lazy and didn't show that I was particularly smart. I wasn't self-disciplined either. I liked to sleep in and play.

When I was older, my mom stopped hiring a tutor for me, and she didn't ask me to attend classes or get good grades. "

The corners of his mouth curved into a smile. "Now that I think about it, my mom probably felt that there was no hope for me at that time and gave up on me."

"Chu Yu."

"Yes." Chu Yu looked up and widened his eyes. "I'm not crying. Really. If you don't believe me, look."

"I know."

There was no pity in Lu Shi's eyes, nor were there any other emotions. She only said, "Do you want me to comfort you?"

"What comfort?"

"What comfort do you want?"

Chu Yu couldn't think of anything for a moment, so he suggested tentatively, "… A hug?"

"Okay."

Before Chu Yu could react, Lu Shi took action.

He leaned forward, stretched out his arms, and hugged Chu Yu, who was sitting on the heavy motorcycle and wrapped in a large black coat.

Chu Yu fell into Lu Shi's arms.

The tip of her nose lingered with the familiar clean smell of laundry detergent.

Chu Yu froze and didn't dare to move. After a while, she relaxed and rested her chin on Lu Shi's shoulder.

"Am I … very useless?"

"No."

"Really?"

"Yes."

On the way back, Lu Shi rode the motorcycle very slowly.

The night breeze was very light.

Chu Yu leaned on Lu Shi's back and was quiet for a long time. Suddenly, he asked, "If, I'm saying if, I really get into the top 220, or even the top 120, or the top 20, will my mom … take a look at me?"

"Do you want to try?"

"Yes, I want to try."

The heavy motorcycle rushed into the tunnel with the deep roar of the engine.

In the wee hours of the morning, there were no other cars.

The orange light at the top of the tunnel shone down, like the light of the setting sun.

Chu Yu grabbed Lu Shi's clothes and looked at the dazzling street lights. She didn't know if she was talking to Lu Shi or to herself. "She's probably still not satisfied. She's not willing to be abandoned so easily."

"I'll help you."

Lu Shi stopped the motorcycle by the side of the road, propped his long legs on the ground, and turned to look at Chu Yu.

"But no matter what the result is, you're not allowed to cry."

Chu Yu was provoked by this sentence again. "I'm not a crybaby!

How can I cry so easily? "

Lu Shi chuckled and sat back down. "Hold me tight, little crybaby. Let's go back to school."

They returned the motorcycle, hailed a taxi, and climbed over the wall to return to school.

When he reached the dormitory door, Chu Yu suddenly remembered. "Wait for me!"

He took two quick steps and opened the door a crack. He squeezed in and closed the door with a bang, not giving Lu Shi a chance to peek inside.

There was a sound from inside the door. Soon, Chu Yu opened the door and came out again.

He was holding two bottles of oral supplements in his hand.

He inserted a straw and handed it to Lu Shi. He said in annoyance, "Hurry up and drink another bottle. It's my fault. I didn't control myself!

What if you become anemic? "

Lu Shi was too lazy to reach out his hand. He took Chu Yu's hand and lowered his head to drink it in two mouthfuls. He commented, "It tastes strange."

"You have to drink it even if it tastes strange. I've already asked the cafeteria's chef to make black chicken soup. I'll bring you a thermos tomorrow."

After saying a few more words, Chu Yu yawned. "I'm so sleepy. I'm going to sleep. See you tomorrow."

After returning to the dormitory, Chu Yu quickly took a shower, put on his pajamas, and lay on the soft bed.

He was too excited while riding the bike. His limbs were only now completely exhausted.

He closed his eyes and was about to sleep when he vaguely smelled a familiar scent. He propped himself up and saw the thin black jacket that was casually thrown beside the bed. Only then did he remember that he had not returned the jacket to Lu Shi.

After sitting for a while, Chu Yu picked up the jacket and placed it beside the pillow.

Chu Yu lay down again. He clutched an inch of the jacket and slept soundly.

They were separated by a wall.

After taking a shower, Lu Shi sat in front of his desk with his hair still wet.

He had not finished the test paper on the desk. He took a pencil and started to solve the questions.

The white light from the desk lamp only covered a small area in front of him. It was all dark behind him.

His phone vibrated.

Lu Shi glanced at it. It was a number he recognized.

He did not answer and continued to solve the questions. He let his phone vibrate again and again.

Lu Shi only answered the call when he wrote the final answer in the blank space under the question.

"Lu Shi, are you not going to answer your father's call?

Where are your manners?

Where are your manners?

Do you really think that I have so much time to waste with you over and over again? "

After taking a shower, Lu Shi did not wear his black wrist guard or watch, revealing his thin wrist.

He twirled the pencil in his left hand nimbly. There was nothing in his dark eyes. His voice was light. "I'm doing questions. My phone is on silent mode."

Lu Shaochu's emotions stabilized a little. "It's so late and you're still doing questions. Is it hard on your studies?"

"It's not hard."

"You didn't want to study in City A and insisted on going so far away. You're the one who's going to suffer!"

Lu Shaochu brought up the old topic. "Your mother misses you a lot. Your grandfather also misses you a lot. When are you coming back?"

"I'm busy. I don't plan to come back for the time being."

"Lu Shi!"

Lu Shaochu's voice suddenly rose. He could not suppress his anger. "Busy, busy, busy. Do the math yourself. How long has it been since you came home?

A year and a half!

Last year at the New Year's dinner, everyone was asking why you weren't there. How do you expect me to answer?

Where is your mother supposed to put her face?

Do you really think that you can fly away and not come back?

Ah! "

Lu Shi listened silently to Lu Shaochu's scolding.

His expression did not change.

Lu Shaochu softened his tone. "Lu Shi, your mother has been having headaches recently. The family doctor has seen her a few times, but she doesn't seem to be getting better.

I'm not home, so I can't take care of her. She raised you. If you have a conscience, come back and visit her.

She'll be much happier when she sees you. "

Lu Shi said coldly, "I don't think you want to hear me repeat what I just said."

Lu Shaochu did not speak for a few seconds.

"I've transferred 300,000 yuan to your card. If you don't have money, just tell me."

Lu Shaochu exhaled. After giving him the candy, he lectured and threatened again. "I'll take it that you're in the rebellious phase of your youth. But let me tell you, Lu Shi, I've taught you a lot. There's a limit to everything. I'm giving you ten percent of my patience. You know it in your heart.

If you really cross the line, you know what the consequences will be! "

After hanging up, Lu Shi threw the phone on the table with a clang.

After sitting quietly for a while, Lu Shi took out a piece of white paper and wrote seriously with a pencil, stroke by stroke.

"… Seeing the blooming of peach blossoms, I must believe that spring comes early in Jiangnan.

There are also a few scattered flowers, scattered all over the floor, unswept.

… Seeing off the eyes, the pavilion is far away, and there's hardly anyone, but the letter comes.

But I'm afraid that there are other feelings, and I've forgotten the oath of alliance. "

Finally, he wrote down the title of the poem, "The Slow Moon in the West River."

He used too much force. His knuckles turned white and the tip of the pen trembled slightly.

The words sank on the paper.

His gaze fell on the pencil tip that had been smoothed out by the paper. Lu Shi pulled open the drawer, took out a pencil sharpener, and sharpened the pencil.

Wood shavings and lead dust fell on the pure white paper, covering the last three words of the poem and dirtying the paper.

The blade was sharp.

Lu Shi suddenly stopped sharpening the pen.

The sharpener moved down and the blade finally stopped at the wrist of his left hand.

On his cold white skin, there were several thin scars of varying depths. They were eye-catching and dazzling.

Lu Shi's eyes became focused when he recalled the scene of the blade piercing his skin and the blood flowing out, as well as the sobering pain.

The tip of the knife pressed down. His skin sank and tingled.

But this time, Lu Shi did not use any force to push the tip of the knife deeper.

He threw away the sharpener and closed the drawer.

Under the light, Lu Shi stared at the blue veins under the skin of his wrist —

His blood could not be wasted.

If there was no blood to drink, that little crybaby would cry.