Bite Your Fingertips (BL) (Complete)

Chapter 37 - It Hurts

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The two walked towards the dormitory building.

The silently standing street lamp obliquely dragged their shadows.

Chu Yu, who was wrapped in a thin jacket, recalled the scene just now. If his eyes weren't deceiving him earlier, then Lu Shi must've... smiled?

Remembering something, he turned his head and asked Lu Shi, "You purposely waited for me at the basketball court?"

Chu Yu didn't realize it at the beginning, but now that he reflected, he discovered that if Lu Shi had really wanted to avoid him, there would've been plenty of places to hide.

But he didn't. Instead, he'd chosen the basketball court.

Lu Shi's figure was lean, with an exceptionally straight back. His hands were in his pockets as he slightly lowered his head, listening to Chu Yu's words.

He replied, "En, for fear you wouldn't find me elsewhere."

Chu Yu didn't know how to answer.

So angry, what did he mean by 'he wouldn't find him elsewhere?

However, after careful thinking, it seemed that that was indeed the case.

Except for the classroom, dormitory, cafeteria, and basketball court, he had no other clues. If Lu Shi hadn't been on the basketball court, perhaps he would've really had to search for a long time.

Chu Yu exhaled and explained to Lu Shi, "That person's blood this morning-"

As soon as he said the first half of the sentence, Lu Shi's expression suddenly diluted by two points.

But the explanation still had to be clarified so Chu Yu continued, "His blood smelled very bitter, just like the scent of abundant Chinese medicines boiled together in a big pot. It smelled really, really unpleasant, so I eyed him many times."

Lu Shi halted.

Chu Yu also stopped after him, wondering, "What's the matter?"

Lu Shi's hands had been inside his pockets for a long time, yet his fingertips were still cold.

He used his ice-cold fingertips to trace Chu Yu's lips and spoke softly:

"You can't. No matter if someone's blood is bitter, stinky, unpleasant, or anything else, you're not allowed to smell it. Don't be curious about anyone's blood other than mine. Is that alright?"

Although the three words 'Is that alright' were used at the end, it didn't give Chu Yu any leeway to choose at all.

Chu Yu felt a light itching on his lips. "Can I answer it isn't?"

"No."

Really overbearing.

Chu Yu complained in his heart, but he knew this was something he'd condone. After all, he'd personally told Lu Shi, 'You can do this and make such requests'.

He also promised him, 'Only your blood smells good, I'll only drink yours'.

A bit of perplexity arose in Chu Yu's heart- why did it suddenly become like this?

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

His thoughts were interrupted, he shifted his eyes and looked at Lu Shi. "Hm?"

Lu Shi stretched his left index finger in front of him. There was a deep red scab on it- the wound from the plastic straw.

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