Bite Your Fingertips (BL) (Complete)

Chapter 53 - Jiang Yueman

Editor: Sammy
Proofreader: Bubbles

Warning: subtle mentions of self-harm, and you might hyperventilate and experience frequent heart squeezes this chapter

In the cramped narrow alley, even moonlight couldn't shine in. Through Lu Shi's eyes, Chu Yu seemed to be able to see an endless pain trapped whirling around within his heart and mind.

He grasped Lu Shi's wrist and moved away his hand which was holding his chin.

His chin felt a little painful; the skin was probably red. Chu Yu didn't pay it any attention and raised his arm to hug Lu Shi on his own volition. In this position, his teeth bit into Lu Shi's shoulder.

The force was quite heavy while the bite was very deep.

The blood was sucked into his mouth and swallowed down his throat. Chu Yu let the blood moisten his lips and looked straight at Lu Shi with a smile. "If you think your blood's dirty then I, who's consumed so much of your blood, have been like you since long ago- already dirty."

"With this, do you feel a bit better?"

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Chu Yu didn't take Lu Shi back to school. Since he was covered all over with the smell of liquor, it wouldn't be a good thing if they came across someone who used their head.

Hiring a taxi, Chu Yu helped the person to Qingchuan Road.

The weather was cold, especially at night, and the wind was too chilly to be resisted with just a sweater, so Qingchuan Road was quiet and absent of people.

The street lights hadn't been repaired since long ago, causing some to still be lit while others weren't.

Chu Yu turned around to take a look every few steps. It wasn't that he was afraid of people following them, rather it was mainly ghosts that he was afraid of.

After finally putting Lu Shi on the bed in his bedroom, Chu Yu stood by the bed and searched with his phone: [How to take care of a drunk person.]

"Drink lots of water, sweetened water, mild tea, mung bean soup, tomato juice..."

Chu Yu ran to the kitchen and rummaged through boxes and cabinets, but couldn't find even a handful of rice. Perhaps if there were rats in the house, they'd be starved to death.

There wasn't a spoonful of white sugar, let alone tea, mung beans, or tomatoes.

"Can't lie flat, must lie on their side..."

Returning to the bedroom, Chu Yu put his phone aside, rubbed his hands, stooped over in a horse stance, and placed his hands on Lu Shi's upper and lower back, ready to exert force.

But unexpectedly, Lu Shi put a hand on the back of his hand and then held his four fingers. "Don't make trouble."

His voice was deep and rough, like strong wine.

Chu Yu retracted his strength and squatted quietly by the bed, allowing his left hand to be clasped by Lu Shi, whereas his right hand supported his chin.

He watched Lu Shi's closed eyes, sharp eyebrows, as well as the youth's distinct jaw lines in a trance.

The skin on the side of Chu Yu's neck was so hot that it seemed as if Lu Shi's tears were still there.

His heart was full of questions, but they were all mixed together which made him unsure of what to ask.

But he had to say, he felt... immensely distressed.

What should Lu Shi be like?

He should be at school, with the best grades, praised by teachers, and looked up to by his peers. Or on Qingchuan Road, never lenient in beating up people and whom few people dared to provoke. Or maybe, he should be on the racecourse, with the scenery outside his car window turning into a phantom and serving as his background.