Chapter 9 Bullying

"Hey...how do you bite?"

Zuo Suci abruptly withdrew his hand, and a small half-circle of teeth marks were printed on the thin tiger's mouth.

After Luo Chu finished biting, he took a step back vigilantly holding the plate, turned his body slightly, and stared at Zuo Su with complaining eyes.

Especially his face was made pink by Zuo Suci, and he looked even more pitiful.

It was as if he had just been bullied so badly.

Zuo Suci raised his hand with obvious teeth marks and was about to speak, when Luo Chu suddenly turned and left, ignoring him.

Zuo Suci looked at his newly refreshed fingers, and suddenly felt a headache——

He seemed to have stepped on Luo Chu's minefield just now.

Luo Chu was very unaccustomed to and disliked some physical touch other than daily friction, especially strong touch.

Luo Chu was weak and frail when he was a child, so he was often bullied by the boys around him when he went out to play.

At that time, there was an arrogant little boy who thought that Luo Chu could not climb walls or fight. He was an outlier, so he never talked to Luo Chu. Every time he saw Luo Chu, he would push Luo Chu hard and not push him down. Don't give up on the ground.

Later, Xiao Luochu couldn't bear it any longer and scuffled with the boy, but of course Luo Chu was beaten badly.

After that, Luo Chu didn't like to go out to play anymore, and he was very repulsive of all violent behaviors. Even if sometimes the other party just hurt him unintentionally while playing, he would be a little nervous.

As a child, Zuo Su's remarks were neither serious nor serious, and Luo Chu's skin was sensitive and fragile, so he used to make Luo Chu cry and run away more than once while playing.

Thinking of this, Zuo Suci pursed his lower lip.

This can actually be regarded as the source of their poor relationship since childhood.

When he grew up, Zuo Suci paid special attention to this point, but when facing Luo Chu, he could not help but make some well-known mistakes.

This is really hard to coax.

Zuo Suci raised his eyebrows and sat on the sofa drinking cup after cup of water.

He was waiting on the sidelines, but Luo Chu didn't come out of the room until the evening.

He drank too much water. Zuo Suci got up in the middle of the night and went to the toilet. When he lay back on the bed, he felt dazed that he had fallen into the cotton pile. When did the bed under him become so soft?

He closed his eyes and sniffed.

Or mango-flavored cotton.

and many more……

Mango flavor...

Zuo Suci suddenly opened his eyes, in the weak light, Luo Chu's sleeping face was close at hand, and a ray of moonlight secretly stopped on Luo Chu's curled eyelashes, adding a bright color to his sleeping face.

But Zuo Suci didn't have the heart to appreciate Luo Chu's beauty at this time. He moved his arm and got up while propping up the mattress.

But Luo Chu's bed was too soft, Zuo Suci moved, and a depression appeared under him. He hurriedly raised his eyes to look at Luo Chu, and was relieved to see that Luo Chu was not woken up.

From the day he handed over Nan Wo to Luo Chu, Zuo Shuci kept telling himself not to go to the wrong room after waking up.

In the first few days, he paid extra attention and never made a mistake. Who would have thought that after more than half a month, he would suddenly make a mistake.

Zuo Suci didn't dare to move too much, he stared at Luo Chu's eyelashes and stood up little by little, lest the two rows of long eyelashes would shake because of his abruptness.

When he stood on the ground, he realized that a layer of hot sweat appeared on his back in the process just now.

He was rarely so nervous when climbing in the wild.

The moment he got out of bed, Luo Chu, who was in his sleep, suddenly snorted softly, frowning slightly as if he had dreamed of something bad, his thin eyelids trembled slightly, and a sense of vulnerability suddenly emerged.

Zuo Suci, who was going to leave, failed to move forward when his eyes touched this sense of fragility.

Luo Chu raised his hand and scratched his arm, scratched again, and snorted uncomfortably.

Zuo Suci picked up Luo Chu's phone beside the bed, double-clicked the screen to make a little light look at Luo Chu's arm.

No wonder Luo Chu scratched. He was bitten by two mosquitoes on his arm, the size of a fingernail, and it was red.

Zuo Suci took another photo, and found that Luo Chu was wearing short pajamas and had three or four stings on his legs, each with a big red envelope.

Zuo Suci frowned. He has lived here for more than a month and has not been bitten by mosquitoes, so there is no such thing as electric mosquito coils at home.

He covered Luo Chu with a thin quilt to keep out the mosquitoes, and he planned to go downstairs to the convenience store to buy an electric mosquito coil.

But before he walked out of the room, Luo Chu was too hot to pull the quilt to one side, and slept very restlessly.

If no one is watching, Luo Chu might have a few more bags stinged out of him.

Zuo Shuci hesitated and returned to Luo Chu's bed and sat down. He covered Luo Chu's quilt to his waist, then took a magazine and gently fanned Luo Chu. On the one hand, he was afraid that Luo Chu's quilt would be too hot. On the other hand is repelling mosquitoes.

In matters concerning Luo Chu, Zuo Suci always had patience and care that did not match his character.

He didn't dare to lower the temperature of the air conditioner, for fear that Luo Chu would catch a cold, and he didn't dare to turn on the light to find mosquitoes, for fear that it would affect Luo Chu's rest.

He can only tire himself.

On this sultry late summer night, only Luo Chu's little night lamp accompanied Zuo Suci.

When his left hand is sore, he switches to his right, and when his right is sore, he switches to his left.

When he was really sleepy, he leaned his head against the wall and rested for two minutes, but Luo Chu, who was asleep, was like a little radar. As long as the wind was gone, he would start humming.

Before Zuo Su's resignation got up from the wall, his hand was already mechanically fanned.

"Ancestor..." Zuo Suci struggled to open his eyes and sighed in a hoarse voice.

After tossing for so long, Zuo Suci found that the sky was already lit up outside.

With the thin morning light, he could see how badly Luo Chu's arm was bitten.

Two or three mosquito packs in a row, red and swollen.

Zuo Suci frowned and lifted the quilt, and found that Luo Chu's legs were worse than his arms.

He got up and went back to his room, took a tube of aloe vera gel, and put it on Luo Chu's arm lightly.

Aloe vera gel is colorless and odorless, and it disappears quickly after applying it, so there is no need to worry that Luo Chu will find it when he wakes up.

After painting the arms, you have to paint the calves.

Zuo Suci lifted the quilt and started applying aloe vera gel from the bag on Luo Chu's calf.

It was almost four o'clock in the morning, and it was almost bright outside. The curtains blocked part of the sunlight, and the indoor light was a little dim, like a layer of light orange veil covering Luo Chu's overlapping white legs, adding a bit of oil painting texture.

Zuo Suci stood at the end of the bed, from his point of view, Luo Chu's legs were even more slender.

There were a few spots of red from mosquitoes on her thin white legs, and her knees and ankles were pale pink.

At first glance, it looks like... the ambiguous mark left behind.

At the age of Zuo Suci, it is always difficult to calm down in the early morning.

He stared at Luo Chu's leg for a moment, then quickly looked away, forcing himself to focus on the mosquito bag beside Luo Chu's ankle.

Staring at Luo Chu's slender and skinny ankles, Zuo Suci's eyes flashed with irritability.

Maybe he really needs to keep a certain distance from Luo Chu.

Because of the close relationship between the two families, and because Luo Chu is weak and petite, he has always been special to Luo Chu.

This made it impossible for him to measure his emotional changes towards Luo Chu through his daily behavior.

After all, he had been very good to Luo Chu a long time ago.

He also made this decision as a last resort, because he found that Luo Chu's body was very tempting to him recently. If he didn't keep enough distance, this temptation might interfere with his objectivity in thinking.

He needs to calm down and distinguish whether his desire for Luo Chu is out of emotion or just because Luo Chu's body is too attractive.

If it is the latter, he will use all means to restrain his thoughts that he should not have.

But if it's the former...

Zuo Suci narrowed his eyes slightly.

Then he will...

\"bell bell bell...\"

The alarm clock rang suddenly.

Zuo Suci suddenly regained his senses. He glanced at Luo Chu, who was about to wake up, and quickly returned to his room with the aloe vera gel in his hands.

This morning, Luo Chu didn't see Zuo Suci on the dining table.

Luo Chu was drinking milk and glanced at Zuo Suci's door several times.

He is not angry anymore, in fact, he was not angry yesterday.

He really doesn't like being rubbed on his face, because this kind of behavior makes him feel that he loses his dignity, but if Zuo Suci rubs him, it doesn't seem to be so humiliating.

After all, Zuo Suci has done this from childhood to adulthood, and Luo Chu is shamefully used to it.

He left Zuo Suici and ran back to the room yesterday because he couldn't hold back his laughter. As long as he thought of Zuo Suici squatting in front of the toilet and turning his head in shock, he couldn't help but laugh at the yellow corner of his mouth.

He even thought that he might see Zuo Suci for a while and would have a conditioned reflex to think of the picture in the bathroom.

So he was worried about what he would do if he couldn't hold back his laughter this morning.

But it turned out that he thought too much, and Zuo Suci didn't come out of the room until he dawdled and left home after eating.

That night, when Luo Chu came home from get out of class, he found that the sofa was empty, and the people who liked to sit there watching boring movies and drinking Coke were not there.

After nine o'clock in the evening, when Luo Chu came out to pour water, he met Zuo Suci who had just returned.

The living room did not turn on the lights, and they looked at each other for a moment in the dimness.

The light was too dark, and Luo Chu couldn't see Zuo Suci's expression clearly, but he vaguely felt that Zuo Suci's eyes were inquiring for a moment, but when he looked again, Zuo Suci had already looked away.

He walked to the dining table and glanced at Zuo Suci several times while pouring water.

Zuo Suci had just finished exercising, and his temples were a little sweaty.

"Yesterday when I pinched your face, my hand was heavy." Zuo Suici took the initiative to walk towards Luo Chu. After exercising, he was a little thirsty. He took an empty cup and placed it next to Luo Chu's cup, with a natural tone, "Are you still angry?"

Luo Chu looked up at him, lowered his eyes and filled his glass with water. When he pushed it over, he said honestly, "I'm not angry, and I wasn't angry yesterday."

"Well, that's fine, I'll pay attention next time." Zuo Suici nodded.

"Have you eaten dinner?" Luo Chu asked Zuo Suici's eyes. When he spoke softly, he always gave others a feeling that he was very gentle to himself.

Zuo Suci looked at him for two seconds, then suddenly lowered his eyes and hooked his index finger over the cup.

"I did. There was a basketball game for the freshmen recently. We ate out after practice. We may have to train in the next few nights. You don't need to take me with you when you cook."

Zuo Suci sat on the sofa with a cup in hand and replied to WeChat.

When he looked at the phone, the end of his eyes drooped slightly, and there was not much expression on his face, and he felt a little more cold.

Luo Chu stared at Zuo Suci's profile, slightly dazed.

I don't know why, it seemed that Zuo Suci looked natural when he talked to him just now, and patiently explained the reason for returning late, but he just felt a little strange.

It's as if... Zuo Suci found an unusually reasonable reason to avoid him.

For the next two days, Zuo Suci was busy with basketball games, and they only spent almost ten minutes of breakfast together.

Until the third day, the rhythm was suddenly broken——

That evening, the most beautiful red burning clouds in the past five years appeared in Jicheng, until the redness was about to dissipate, and there were still large stretches of continuous pink clouds in the sky.

In this pink, Luo Chu's mother fell from the sky carrying two suitcases with a smile on her face.

The author says:

Luo Chu's mother (excited.jpg): I finally played! See this burning cloud? That's the spark I missed when I fueled my son's love!