Bite Your Fingertips

59th-【I would】

Lu Shi and Chu Yu entered the school by climbing over the wall.

It had just rained, and the weather had been very damp recently, so the wall they were stepping on was slippery.

Chu Yu crouched on the wall with his palms supporting him as he tried his best to look down, which made him confirm that the ground was wet. He worriedly asked, “Lu Shi, say, if I just jumped down like this, would I slip and fall and then be disfigured?”

In the ten seconds of the start and finish of this sentence, Chu Yu had already imagined a tragedy of him jumping off the wall and failing to stand firm after landing. His entire body fell forward, his face finally met the ground and was directly disfigured.

The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became. Chu Yu crouched pitifully on the wall. “Is it too late for me to go back and sleep at your house? The risk is too great, I dare not!”

Initially, Lu Shi had said that because it was too late in the night, they should just stay on Qingchuan Road and go to school early tomorrow.

But Chu Yu mulled it over, and thought that if they went to Lu Shi’s house, the two of them would definitely sleep next to each other in the same bed. He was inexplicably a little uncomfortable with that, so he insisted on returning to the school.

He regretted it now.

“Too late.”

Putting the treasured box Chu Yu had been holding the entire way onto the edge of the flower bed, Lu Shi looked up at Chu Yu. “Chu Yu, don’t be afraid.”

“How can I not be afraid!”

Chu Yu felt that whether it was jumping forward or backward, the risk of disfigurement was very high. “How about—”

“What?”

“How about I just sleep here tonight!”

Lu Shi drew out a smile. He stretched out his hand and said in a luring tone, “Come on, I’ll catch you.”

Seeing Chu Yu hesitating, Lu Shi said again, “Close your eyes if you’re afraid.”

Chu Yu looked down at Lu Shi from the high perch.

Under the dim light of the street lamp, the hands extended toward him were very beautiful.

As if bewitched, Chu Yu carefully moved a bit forward.

At that moment, light from a flashlight came from a distance, and then the voice of the security guard was faintly heard. “Looks like there’s someone, who’s there?”

“Oh shit!”

Thinking that his luck was a defiance of the natural order, Chu Yu promptly stopped crouching, having made up his mind. He tightly shut his eyes and jumped down with a thud.

In the next second, he was stably caught in an embrace.

He didn’t fall, his face didn’t touch the ground, nor was it disfigured.

Lingering at the tip of his nose was a familiar smell.

Lu Shi had his arms around Chu Yu’s waist, not letting go. Contrarily, he leaned close to Chu Yu in such a position and spoke, “Chu Yu, the security guard is here.”

Chu Yu’s ear tips were itchy due to Lu Shi’s warm breaths, and the arms around his waist were even hotter, making him unable to ignore it.

His thoughts froze for several seconds before Chu Yu suddenly reacted. “Security guard? Security guard! Quick quick quick, hurry, run! The school’s security guard is very skilled at catching those who secretly come out for a date in the middle of the night, and they even post it up the next day!”

He hastily pulled Lu Shi and they ran for a while until Chu Yu’s brain was awakened by the cold wind—wait wait, something’s wrong.

Chu Yu stopped abruptly. He turned around and saw Lu Shi’s fine forehead bangs that were disarrayed by the night wind. The other was quietly looking at him, not the least bit anxious, and even the corner of his eyes were tinged with joy.

Light from the flashlight swept across the nearby flower beds from time to time as the winter night breeze flitted past the tips of the leaves, carrying a rustling sound.

His eyes wandered, and even the hand he was holding Lu Shi with heated up.

Chu Yu opened his mouth, “Um… are we, still running?”

He inwardly resented himself once again—he wasn’t on a date with Lu Shi in the middle of the night, so why was he guilty?

Lu Shi flipped their hands, placing Chu Yu’s warm hand in his palm. “Of course.”

The two ran again.

Chu Yu followed behind Lu Shi while holding his hand and not releasing his grip.

Staring at Lu Shi’s back, he could feel that his limbs were only moving mechanically, and his brain basically hadn’t kept up.

Thinking back now, he didn’t know where he had accumulated the courage to carry the box without shrinking back halfway and going to Qingchuan Road to find Lu Shi.

He had already given Lu Shi his answer extremely clearly.

By the time they returned to the dormitory, Chu Yu’s face had been battered by the cold wind.

He quickly got into the bathroom to take a hot shower. It wasn’t until the hot water burned his skin pink that Chu Yu felt alive again.

After blow-drying his hair and putting on pajamas, Chu Yu stepped barefoot on the carpet and was entangled with himself for a long time.

That’s right, that won’t do, I really can’t sleep with Lu Shi tonight.

After walking two steps to the door, Chu Yu withdrew back again, stood in front of the mirror, pulled at his hair twice, straightened his collar, and then went out and knocked on the door of the adjoining room.

The door opened, and warm light poured down as the gap in the door expanded. Lu Shi lowered his head slightly and asked Chu Yu, “Sleepy?” As he spoke, he turned to his side and leaned.

Over Lu Shi’s shoulders, one could see that the lamp on his desk was lit.

Chu Yu guessed that Lu Shi must’ve been solving questions.

He didn’t go in. He kept his eyes away. Staring at the ropes of Lu Shi’s black hoodie, he whispered, “I will sleep by myself tonight.”

After finishing this sentence, Chu Yu was in a kind of daze. It was a slag male’s deja vu: having slept enough, he turned his eyes and refused to recognize the other in the blink of an eye.

Lu Shi didn’t get what he meant. “Sleep by yourself?”

Chu Yu nodded quickly. “Mm, yes!”

“Okay.”

Lying back on his bed, Chu Yu stared blankly at the hanging lamp on the ceiling. He then turned over and stared at the wall in a trance.

On the other side of this wall was Lu Shi.

His heart settled down, and he pressed down all the numerous complicated thoughts in his mind. Chu Yu wrapped the quilt tightly around him and closed his eyes to sleep.

When Chu Yu arrived in the classroom early the next morning, the sky still wasn’t bright.

Zhang Yueshan and Li Hua had already arrived, and were reciting ancient prose in a fancy way. Chu Yu has no energy. “Too early—”

He caught a glimpse of his desk out of the corners of his eyes, and there were three beautifully packaged red apples neatly lined up on top.

The second half of his sentence abruptly changed tune. “Or not, dafuq, what’s on my desk!”

Zhang Yueshan enthusiastically pointed out, “School Flower, those are apples, big and round, red and shiny, three of them!”

As if worried that Chu Yu hadn’t woken up and still had a dull mind thus failing to understand, Li Hua turned his head and said in a fluctuating intonation, “In the distant Jianing Private, a beautiful legend had been handed down!”

Chu Yu said, shocked, “No, it’s not Christmas yet, and there’s still half a month left, why give apples now? Let me correct that, why give me apples?”

Li Hua sharply emphasized, “School Flower, do you have any misunderstandings about your popularity?”

Seeing the lace and ribbon wrapped around the apple, plus the scent of strong perfume rushing to the tip of his nose, Chu Yu looked around subconsciously.

Fortunately, Lu Shi wasn’t here.

No, Chu Yu, hold your horses, what about Lu Shi being here?

Zhang Yueshan watched with excitement, “School Flower, what are you going to do with this bunch of apples?”

Chu Yu had no clue. “How about… return it?”

Li Hua turned around and said, “The girls have long guarded against you doing this. They didn’t leave a name at all.”

“What’s going on?”

Lu Shi’s voice suddenly came from behind. Chu Yu quivered, and didn’t dare to look back.

Putting his black school bag on his desk, Lu Shi saw the three beautifully packaged apples neatly placed on Chu Yu’s desk. “Three?”

He looked at Chu Yu. “You accepted it?”

At that moment, Chu Yu sensed danger.

He waved his hand at once. “No, I didn’t. When I came here, it was already there, really!”

“Hm.”

Lu Shi looked down and took the apples together with the packaging. “Confiscated.”

At noon, when the bell rang after class, Dream-Ge rushed over and passionately suggested, “Brothers, it’s Friday today, should we have a good meal to celebrate the upcoming holiday? For example, going to Thorns and Roses to eat barbecue?”

Zhang Yueshan was curious. “Aren’t you bound to apples already?”

Dream-Ge had a bitter face. “Laozi has been eating apples these past few days and is really about to vomit.” He clenched his fists, his eyes full of fighting spirit. “When I finish this barbecue, I will come back in the afternoon and continue biting apples!”

Zhang Yueshan and Li Hua uttered in unison, “Tsk, that’s love!”

The 1.8-meter tall Dream-Ge heard the word “love”, and his neck and ears immediately turned red. He scratched the back of his head. “Don’t talk nonsense. I’m asking if you want to eat or not?”

Just as Chu Yu wanted to respond to the appeal, Zhang Yueshan gently kicked him under the table.

Then, he heard Zhang Yueshan hesitatingly say, “But I get pimples after a barbecue—”

“My treat!”

Zhang Yueshan beamed with joy. “Go go go!”

Chu Yu mentally sighed, Class Rep can be really scheming!