Bite Your Fingertips

79th -【Hostility】

After returning to Qingchuan Road, Chu Yu took a shower and put on Lu Shi’s gray t-shirt.

He stretched his hand in front of Lu Shi, spread his five fingers and shook them. “Lu Shi, look, aren’t my nails much longer than a few days ago? Do you have any ideas?”

Lu Shi put down his pen and took out the nail clippers in the drawer.

Chu Yu voluntarily sat on Lu Shi’s thighs and let him cut his nails.

Having just taken a bath, his skin was fair, his knuckles were distinct and slender, and his fingernails were rosy with a touch of white— very beautiful.

The window was open and the wind was blowing in. Chu Yu straightened his back at first, but after not being able to persist moments later, he indolently leaned against Lu Shi’s arms.

While being blown by the night wind into a trance, he thought that this day had been very cozy.

Hearing the noisy and resonant hurling of insults and abuse coming from under the windowsill, Chu Yu subconsciously tilted his head and gazed at the window.

He was quite used to this kind of situation now— as the weather got warmer, fights, scuffles and so on were becoming prevalent on Qingchuan Road, like sprouting grass during spring.

Chu Yu reckoned that when the weather became even warmer, there definitely wouldn’t be enough space. If everyone fought, they’d probably need to reserve a place first and schedule the dates in order.

With the repeated clanging sound of the fighting as the background music, Chu Yu recalled, “Today is the 9th, so Fang Weiyun’s younger brother should be released, right?”

“En.”

Lu Shi finished cutting his nails before answering, “Lu Shaochu did his best to fish him out, and he was released just two days ago. Fang Weishan has a project the day after tomorrow and wants to come over. I made an appointment to talk to him in person.”

Putting the nail clippers back in the drawer, Lu Shi didn’t say much about the topic. He looked at the time. “Would you like to go out and have fun?”

Chu Yu stood up quickly. “Yes, yes, take me! But what are we going to do?”

As he pinched Chu Yu’s fingers, the pads of Lu Shi’s fingers rubbed the edge of his smooth fingernails. Lu Shi’s voice was light. “A novel and exciting thing, do you want to go?”

Chu Yu really didn’t expect Lu Shi to bring him to an underground fighting arena.

It was approaching midnight, so except for the barbecue stalls and night markets where many people could still be seen, there weren’t many shadows on other streets. Through the windows of each house, lights had gradually been turned off.

However, the underground fighting arena seemed to have just ushered in the beginning of a bustling time.

As soon as Chu Yu stepped foot inside, loud yelling noises made his head ache. All kinds of foul language reached Chu Yu’s ears, allowing him to experience the novel feeling of ‘so fuck you can be used like this’.

The arena was too noisy, so much so that if he wanted to talk to Lu Shi, he had to shout.

When they went out, Lu Shi found a black baseball cap and put it on Chu Yu, whose small face was directly covered by half.

The cap was put on him, but Chu Yu didn’t take it off. He knew that there were many people mingling in the underground arena; all kinds of people from all walks of life. It was better to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Holding on to the wide brim of his hat which only revealed the tip of his fair chin, Chu Yu quietly observed his surroundings with curiosity.

On the square stage, a man was punched to the ground by his opponent, causing him to hunch over, unable to get up.

Someone in the audience roared, “Get up! Stand up and punch! Kill him!” But it was clearly useless.

It was unlike a regular wrestling competition where there was a policy in order to not overdo anything.

The burly opponent had absolutely no intention of holding back and restrained the man who’d fallen to the ground, delivering one punch after another.

Soon, Chu Yu saw blood mixed with spit spill from the corner of the beaten man’s lips and drip onto the ring.

Such tyrannical behavior stimulated the nerves of all the people in the audience, causing the surrounding shouts to become louder and louder.

At that moment, the suppressed man was as if a boomerang, bouncing back and kicking away the opponent who was beating him up. The situation reversed in an instant!

Meanwhile, the audience in the stands screamed loudly like hot oil set aflame, and the scene reached its peak.

Chu Yu was also fired up. He pulled Lu Shi to watch for two more minutes before they went to the backstage area.

His line of sight swept across the corner and Chu Yu’s eyes fixated as he asked Lu Shi in a low voice, “This is also Brother Lie’s place?”

“Not all of it, Brother Lie just has equity participation.”

Chu Yu guessed that Lu Shi had probably followed Brother Lie to this underground fighting arena when he was racing before.

A hubbub of shouts then came from the front. Chu Yu listened carefully for a while and surmised that the final outcome of the battle had come out. As soon as he turned his head, he saw Lu Shi cross his hands, pull the corners of his shirt up, and take it off directly.

Chu Yu didn’t understand at first. “Lu Shi, are you hot?” After asking, his heart thumped and he didn’t suppress his volume. “My god, are you going to fight?”

Lu Shi nodded and started changing his pants.

Chu Yu saw Lu Shi not deny it, yet never thought of preventing him from going on stage. He believed that Lu Shi had his own measures, furthermore, he was quite looking forward to the scene where Lu Shi stood on the stage, beating his opponent to the ground.

Additionally, after knowing the complete picture of what had happened back then and what the truth behind the lie looked like, Lu Shi had been suppressing hostile anger in his heart and he’d inevitably want to vent it out.

Bringing him over to this underground fighting arena at this moment was an obvious telltale that he was almost unable to restrain himself.

Lu Shi had already changed his clothes.

He appeared slim, his muscles weren’t exaggerated; it was a thin layer but firm and well-proportioned, not appearing the least bit feeble. On the contrary, the lines were extremely beautiful, and it could be seen that there was an astonishing explosive force stored in them.

Throwing the shirt to Chu Yu, Lu Shi’s thin lips upturned. “Worried about me?”

Holding the clothes, Chu Yu responded with a nasally voice, “If I’m not worried about you, who would I be worried about? I’m mainly concerned that my boyfriend’s beauty will be damaged.”

“Don’t worry.”

Lu Shi opened up a roll of bandage, carefully wrapped it around his forearm, wrist, and palm several times before finally pulling it hard and tying it with a tight knot.

He shook his fingers and tested the tightness while saying, “You can watch in the audience.”

Before going up the ring, Lu Shi gazed at Chu Yu. “Come here.”

Chu Yu walked over. “What—”

Before the words “is it” were uttered, Lu Shi’s thin lips covered his.

A very light and quick kiss, like a dragonfly touching the water slightly.

The backstage area was dimly lit, and across a door was a fighting ring full of violence and blood, combined with countless whistles and cheers coming in like waves.

Lu Shi’s eyes were adorned with specks of smiles as he spoke to Chu Yu with the tip of his nose snuggled against him. He coaxed with a light and hoarse, soft and low voice, “It’s just one fight. I’ll go home and sleep with you when it’s done.”

In the past, underground fighting was only a vague concept in Chu Yu’s mind.

But when he stood under the stage, watching Lu Shi standing on the ring from a distance, he suddenly felt a kind of excitement in his heart akin to volcanic lava, vainly trying to gush out.

The stands were very dark. There was almost no light for the only beam of light in the entire arena landed precisely on the square fighting platform.

At this time, everyone’s eyes and attention were glued to it without deviating.

The one who would be fighting against Lu Shi was a tall, burly man with copper rings in his ears, dark-skinned, had iron-like abdominal muscles, and a tiger tattoo on his chest. He was extremely imposing.

Someone in the arena was shouting, “Kill him, Tiger! Kill him!”

Tiger made a very arrogant gesture of stretching his neck and staring at Lu Shi with a provocative smile.

Because of his actions, screams rang out in the arena again.

In comparison, Lu Shi was still a teenager, his body and limbs hadn’t fully grown. Standing on the stage, he seemed like a thin bamboo which could be snapped off with a single blow.

However, his countenance was extremely calm. His black eyes were like an abyss where there wasn’t even a single ripple. Neither excitement nor fear could be seen on his face.

Chu Yu’s rapidly beating heart gradually returned to normal.

He must trust him, wherever and whenever.

Thinking of this, Chu Yu exhaled a turbid breath and thoroughly calmed down.

In the ring, the whistle sounded and the referee stepped back.

Lu Shi didn’t hesitate or dodge, but instead launched an attack on his opponent right away.

Lu Shi’s fists were exceedingly fast, leaving only an afterimage on the retina. A punch descended, and the strength wrapped around it instantly petrified the opponent.

Nearly a full five seconds passed before Tiger realized that he’d underestimated Lu Shi’s strength.

At that moment, Lu Shi had already punched once more, hitting Tiger’s brow bone, directly spilling blood.

The viscous blood flowed down, blocking the sight of Tiger’s one eye in a flash.

Because of his injury and the blood, Tiger’s fierceness was incited. Soon, the two fighters on the stage successively entered a phase.

Chu Yu attentively watched the two people’s movements on the stage without daring to blink.

Although he was a layman, he kept watching and gradually realized that Lu Shi could be said to be handling it with ease. He’d learned fighting for a long time, so although he wasn’t as tall and burly as Tiger, his movements were agile, his reactions were fast and his moves even faster, often catching Tiger unprepared.

What was more important was that with just a few exchanges, Lu Shi had quickly figured out the rhythm and routine of his opponent’s moves by relying on his observation and excellent analytical skills, and so he’d begun trying to predict Tiger’s next move.

Soon after disrupting the opponent’s moves, Lu Shi quickly and firmly took control of the rhythm inside the ring.

By the third round, Lu Shi had most likely ran out of patience and wanted to straightforwardly end the match, so he deliberately missed a loophole.

Sure enough, Tiger, who’d already started getting restless, didn’t think much of it. He relied on his fighting instinct and hastily took the bait.

Lu Shi’s expression was sharp as he disintegrated Tiger’s attacks several times, knocking the man to the ground with his fists.

The other party wanted to stand up again, but Lu Shi didn’t give half a chance and slammed a fist down once more.

Crimson blood flowed out shortly.

Punch after punch rained down⁠ — the rampant hostility in the crease between Lu Shi’s brows finally finding an outlet — until the white bandages wrapped around his hands were soaked with blood.

The audience went silent before breaking out into ear-splitting cheers and howls.

This was worship of the wildness and absolute power that was etched within the human DNA.

Chu Yu stood in the stands, feeling extremely dry and hot all over.

He was unable to take his eyes off of Lu Shi on the stage, and his heart couldn’t resist, its beating intensifying.

Lu Shi stood in the light, as if every single pore of his exuded a terrifyingly hostile aura. A faint bloody color even emerged in his pure black eyes.

The referee blew the whistle; Lu Shi had won.

Chu Yu couldn’t bear it any longer, he abruptly jumped over the railings of the stands and ran towards the base of the fighting ring.

Lu Shi’s forehead to his neck was fully covered in sweat. Beads of sweat dripped down along his brow bone, wetting his eyebrows and eyelashes, then falling with a shimmer in a flash.

He didn’t give any response to the whistles and cheers from the audience and just walked straight to the edge of the ring, squatted down, grabbed a ring rope with one hand, looked down at Chu Yu who was standing below the ring, and asked in a hoarse voice, “Was your boyfriend handsome?”

There was a cut in the corner of Lu Shi’s mouth due to his opponent’s punches.

After he finished speaking, he casually raised his hand and wiped the corner of his lips with his thumb. His movements were rough and rouge-like yet brimming with temptation.

When he got close, Lu Shi’s hormonal scent and the faint, sweet smell of his blood spread brashly, like a drug, instantly capturing Chu Yu.

He faced upward and gazed at Lu Shi, who had his back against the light, causing his whole body to appear as if it was surrounded by light rays. His Adam’s apple moved slightly as he nodded, but he was speechless.

Lu Shi chuckled and placed his blood-stained fingertip on Chu Yu’s lower lip then wiped it along his lip line. He said, “Let’s go, let’s return home and feed you some blood.”

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