The two of them walked towards the dormitory building.

The silent street lamps cast long shadows on the ground.

Chu Yu wrapped himself in a thin jacket and thought back to the scene just now.

If his eyes weren't playing tricks on him, did Lu Shi just … smile?

He thought of something and tilted his head to ask Lu Shi, "Did you deliberately wait for me at the basketball court?"

He didn't realize it at first, but now that he thought about it, he realized that if Lu Shi really wanted to avoid him, there were many places he could hide.

But he didn't. Instead, he chose the basketball court.

Lu Shi's figure was thin and his back was straight. He put his hands in his pockets and lowered his head slightly to listen to Chu Yu.

He replied, "Yes, I'm afraid that you won't be able to find me anywhere else."

Chu Yu didn't know how to answer.

He was so angry. What did he mean that he wouldn't be able to find him anywhere else?

But on second thought, it seemed to be true.

Other than the classroom, the dormitory, the cafeteria, and the basketball court, he didn't have any other clues.

If Lu Shi wasn't at the basketball court, he would probably have to look everywhere for a long time.

Chu Yu exhaled and explained to Lu Shi, "The blood of the person in the morning …"

Just as he finished the first half of his sentence, Lu Shi's expression suddenly became a bit colder.

But he still had to explain. Chu Yu continued, "His blood tasted very bitter. It smelled like a bunch of Chinese herbs boiled in a big pot. It smelled very, very bad, so I took a second look."

Lu Shi stopped.

Chu Yu also stopped and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Lu Shi's hands were in his pockets for a long time, but his fingertips were still cold.

He used his cold fingertips to trace Chu Yu's lips and spoke gently.

"You're not allowed to.

No matter if it's bitter, smelly, unpleasant, or anything else, you're not allowed to smell it.

You're not allowed to be curious about anyone's blood other than mine.

Okay? "

Although he used the words "okay" at the end, he didn't give Chu Yu any choice at all.

Chu Yu felt a light itch on his lips. "Can I say no?"

"No."

How domineering.

Chu Yu ridiculed in his heart, but he knew that he was the one who allowed this to happen. He was the one who told Lu Shi that he could do this and make such a request.

He also promised him that as long as your blood smells good, I will only drink your blood.

Chu Yu was a little confused. Why did things suddenly become like this?

Before he could figure it out, Lu Shi spoke again, "Chu Yu."

His train of thought was interrupted. He turned to look at Lu Shi. "Hmm?"

Lu Shi stretched out his left index finger in front of him. There was a dark red scab on it — the wound caused by the plastic straw.

Then he heard Lu Shi say, "Chu Yu, it hurts."

His voice was soft and hoarse, and it drifted into her ears along with the cool autumn breeze.

"Who was the one who said it didn't hurt?"

"Me."

Lu Shi did not feel guilty at all. "That was just now, and this is now.

Chu Yu, it hurts so much now. "

In front of Chu Yu's eyes, Lu Shi's indifferent expression when he pricked his finger with the straw appeared again.

He compromised, pursed his lips, and gently blew on the wound. "Does it still hurt?"

"It hurts."

Chu Yu was conflicted.

In the end, he leaned closer and used the tip of his tongue to gently lick the wound a few times.

He stopped and looked up, only to meet Lu Shi's unreadable gaze.

Inexplicably, Chu Yu stuttered a little. "Lu Shi, are you still in pain?"

Lu Shi retracted his hand and put it in his pocket. His voice was a little hoarse. "Yes, it doesn't hurt anymore."

He had already bitten Lu Shi's fingertips countless times, but this time, it felt a little strange.

But he couldn't pinpoint exactly what was strange about it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Lu Shi sat down, their school belle turned around and handed him a thermos flask.

"Today's chicken soup, drink it quickly!"

Lu Shi took the flask, unscrewed it, and drank it for real.

Zhang Yueshan and Li Hua looked at each other.

"Is this … Winter is over?"

Li Hua's face darkened. "Sure enough, men are fickle."

After the monthly exams, the Autumn Sports Meet was just around the corner.

Meng Ge stood on the podium and banged on the table. His voice was loud and clear. "Brothers and sisters, can you take a look at me, no, look at the registration form in my hand?

Look, isn't the registration form especially shiny? "

No one paid any attention to him.

Meng Ge was already used to such treatment. He sighed and started to ask one by one, "Dear, are you interested in the sports meet?

Do you want to learn more?

It's free! "

Fang Ziqi burst out laughing. "F * ck, Meng Ge, don't hold your throat when you speak. You're so big, it's disgusting to talk like that!

Hahahaha! "

Meng Ge slammed the table, but his voice was still very thin. "So, dear, do you want to sign up?

Do you want to listen to the free explanations of all the sports? "

Fang Ziqi couldn't take it anymore. "Yes, yes, yes. Please don't explain it to me. I don't want to hear it!

I want the runner. Forget about the sprints. I don't have explosive power, but I'm good at long-distance running. "

"Okay!"

Meng Ge was very happy to have recruited a strong man. He was even more enthusiastic and continued to run around the classroom while holding his throat.

When Meng Ge stood beside Chu Yu's desk, Chu Yu was focused on reading a comic.

Meng Ge glanced at the comic and cleared his throat. "Campus Belle, do you want to be like the main character in the comic, running on the track and spilling the blood of youth?"

Chu Yu looked up at him and refused, "I don't want to."

"Why?"

Chu Yu had a good reason. "Last year at the sports meet, the one who ran 200 meters. Her leg cramped and she fell. Her face was scraped and scabbed. There are still scars even now."

Meng Ge dragged a chair and was very patient. "Then … shot put?"

"No, shot put will hit your face easily."

"High jump or long jump?"

"It's easy to fall face first."

"Swimming?"

"It's too ugly to have wet hair."

"Tennis?"

Before Chu Yu could answer, Meng Ge asked and answered his own question. "The ball will hit your face."

"Yes!"

Meng Ge scratched his head and was worried. "Then what can you participate in?"

Chu Yu also frowned and thought about it. She tentatively suggested, "Probably … a beauty contest?"

"F * ck off, sports meet is nothing like a beauty contest!"

Chu Yu held the comic book and her shoulders shook as she tried to hold back her laughter.

Meng Ge gave up. He skipped over Chu Yu and aimed at Zhang Yueshan. "Class Rep, it's time for you to shine!"

Without waiting for Zhang Yueshan to speak, Meng Ge filled in Zhang Yueshan's name behind the men's 5000m, relay, and shot put.

Zhang Yueshan pointed at the tennis column. "I'll sign up for that too."

Meng Ge was grateful. "Class Rep, you're the best!"

Afraid that he would change his mind, he quickly wrote his name.

Lu Shi just came back from outside.

Meng Ge's eyes lit up and he waved his thick arms. "God Lu!

Sports meet, what event did you sign up for? "

Lu Shi didn't answer. She first asked Chu Yu, "What did you sign up for?"

Chu Yu looked innocent. Her pale eyes had a hint of slyness. "I wanted to sign up for a beauty contest, but there's no such event."

"Okay."

Lu Shi ruffled Chu Yu's hair and asked again, "What event do you want me to sign up for?"

"Huh?"

Chu Yu didn't know how to react.

Was Lu Shi asking him to make a decision?

Chu Yu glanced at the registration form. He wasn't sure. "How about … the 3000m?"

"You want to see me run?"

"Yeah."

Lu Shi turned to Meng Ge.

Meng Ge quickly came back to his senses. "Okay!

Thank you for shining for the class, God Lu! "

As he wrote Lu Shi's name, Meng Ge muttered in his heart.

It doesn't seem like he's shining for the class, but more like … shining for the school belle?

F * ck, what a dangerous idea!

Before he left, Meng Ge dutifully reminded them, "Class Rep, God Lu, there's still half a month before the sports meet. You guys should practice more long-distance running. Otherwise, it'll be very painful if you get a cramp or sprain your ankle or fall on the track."

Chu Yu remembered this sentence.

During class, he was restless. He thought for a bit, tore a piece of paper, wrote a line of words, rolled it up, and threw it on Lu Shi's desk.

Lu Shi was multitasking. He was listening to the class and doing practice questions at the same time. When he saw the small paper ball in front of him, he looked up and saw the fluffy back of Chu Yu's head.

He opened it.

It was written in his usual elementary school student handwriting.

"Do you want to make a long-distance running practice plan or something?

I'm so scared. "

Lu Shi replied on the note. "What are you scared of?"

The note was too small to write. Chu Yu changed to a piece of printed draft paper and wrote down his worries.

"I'm so scared that you'll fall while running. What if you scratch your face?"

After he finished writing, Chu Yu felt that it wasn't enough to express his tone and feelings. He added three more exclamation marks and drew a crying little person at the end.

When Lu Shi received the note, he stared at the little person at the end for a while and didn't reply.

After class, Lu Shi called out Chu Yu's name.

"Chu Yu."

"Yes?"

"Since you're scared, can you make a training schedule for me?"

After that, Chu Yu continued to look up information and make a training schedule until the evening self-study session ended.

Books like "Kinesiology" and "Track and Field Physical Education" made him dizzy.

But at least he made a training schedule.

Chu Yu handed a thin piece of paper to Lu Shi and lifted his chin. "Look at my final result!"

Lu Shi read it from beginning to end. "Okay, we'll do as you say. We'll go to the field tomorrow morning at 6: 30."

"Okay!"

After Chu Yu agreed, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. "Wait, I'll go with you?"

Lu Shi held the piece of paper in one hand and leaned back in his chair. He looked up at Chu Yu. "Aren't you going to supervise the field?"

Chu Yu thought that it made sense. After all, he was the one who made the training schedule. How could he not be there personally?

"Okay!"

However, imagination and reality were always different.

Early the next morning, Chu Yu heard three knocks on the door. He turned over in bed and stepped barefoot on the carpet in a daze. He went to open the door.

Before he could see who was standing at the door, he floated back to bed like a ghost and fell asleep wrapped in the quilt.

The door closed with only a slight sound.

In the room, there was a faint scent of incense floating in the air.

The curtains were tightly drawn. Only a small night light in the corner was on, spilling a faint warm light.

Chu Yu held the corner of the quilt and his breathing was calm.

Lu Shi stood by the bed, bent over, and pulled Chu Yu's quilt. "Time to get up."

Chu Yu reacted to Lu Shi's voice. He gripped the quilt tightly with his fingers and muttered vaguely, "No … I want to sleep … I want to sleep for five more minutes."

Lu Shi waited quietly for five minutes.

Five minutes later, Lu Shi pulled Chu Yu's quilt again. "Five minutes are up."

Chu Yu could not open his eyes. He grabbed Lu Shi's clothes and sat up with difficulty. He was still wobbling and looked like he would fall back onto the bed in the next second.

Lu Shi said softly, "Sit properly."

Chu Yu instinctively chose to listen.

His mind was covered with a layer of sleepiness and he was not very awake. He subconsciously raised his arm.

Lu Shi looked down and saw that Chu Yu's soft hair was messy from sleep. He sat on the soft quilt with his head lowered and looked like he was dozing off. He took the school uniform from the side and unfolded it.

Then, he helped Chu Yu take off his pajamas and put on the white school uniform shirt.

His well-defined fingers patiently buttoned the shirt one by one.

After buttoning the top button, his fingertips inadvertently touched Chu Yu's Adam's apple.

Lu Shi suddenly wondered if someone had helped him put on his clothes like this in the past.

For a moment, his heart felt like it was being pricked by the thorns of the roses. His eyes darkened.

Lu Shi bent his fingers slightly and lifted Chu Yu's chin. He asked him softly, "Who am I?"

Chu Yu did not open his eyes and answered vaguely, "Lu Shi."

"Okay, good boy."