Salted Toffee

Fu Cizhou thought about the reason why Zhu Yu was abnormal, but it was only limited to the extreme performance of the two meeting each other.

He didn't understand as well as Lin Wei did. Even if he knew about Zhu Yu's past seven years ago, he didn't think about mental illness at all.

The words "tragedy" and "major blow" were like two nails, nailed into Fu Cizhou's heart at once.

"phobia…"

He whispered this somewhat unfamiliar term, and the panic in Zhu Yu's eyes when he was in front of his house seven years ago flashed across his mind.

Perhaps it was at that time that the fear from others deeply penetrated into Zhu Yu's bones and blood.

but…

Fu Cizhou couldn't figure it out.

How could Zhu Yu, who was once so lively and cheerful, look mentally unhealthy?

That Zhu Yu who loves to laugh and play, pouted in his arms and said, "My name is Zhu Xiaoyu, the fish of the Little Mermaid", is he still not himself?

Many words and phrases suddenly floated in his mind, and Fu Cizhou tried his best to grasp the clearest few sentences.

"There are many things you don't know, and I'm actually lying to you."

"But you don't have to be too disappointed, because I have deceived many people."

——This is just what Zhu Yu said to him an hour ago.

At that time, he didn't know the meaning of this sentence very well, but until now, Fu Cizhou seemed to gradually understand it.

Zhu Yu was lying to him.

In the past, Zhu Yu was lying to him.

Just like Wei Xia wanted Zhu Yu to be her own son, Fu Cizhou wanted Zhu Yu to be "Zhu Xiaoyu".

So Zhu Yu did all the copying again, but this time it was simpler.

Fu Cizhou is easier to deceive than Wei Xia.Because there is no such person as "Zhu Xiaoyu".

Zhu Yu only needs to shape one out of thin air according to Fu Cizhou's preferences.

There is no flaw at all.

I wish Yu Yan himself into the play.

"What do you love about him?" Lin Wei walked past Fu Cizhou holding a can of beer.

He bumped his shoulder on purpose, it didn't take much effort, but he knocked Fu Cizhou sideways.

"You almost killed him."

After Lin Wei finished speaking, he swayed away like a gust of wind.

There was still leftover beer on the ground, all in pieces, wrapped in white plastic bags.

Under the dim street lights, Fu Cizhou was in a daze.

The memories of the past are repeated one after another, and he can't even tell which one is true and which one is false.

Zhu Yu who is smiling, Zhu Yu who is crying.

Zhu Yu when hugging, Zhu Yu when parting.

The last kiss on the forehead, and the confession that disappeared into the air.

Fu Cizhou was awake, heard Zhu Yu say those three words, got up and left again.

He closed his eyes, raised his head and drank the can of beer bit by bit.

It was getting cold, Fu Cizhou tugged on his collar and exhaled a cloud of white mist.

When he turned to leave, he took out a toffee from his pocket, removed the wrapper and bit the candy into his mouth.

Fu Cizhou is simple-minded, and the problem is also simple.

He loves Zhu Yu, and Zhu Yu loves him.

It doesn't matter who Zhu Yu is or which Zhu Yu he is.

That's all.

It's nothing.

The next day, Zhong Yan got up to go to the hospital to pick up Fu Beibei's shift.

They only came to Yuanzhou in the middle of the year, and they still lived in the old house of grandma's house.

After Fu Beibei got married, she had her own home. Although she moved out, she still often came back to accompany the elderly.

After Fu Cizhou returned to China, he also settled in Yuanzhou and bought a house near his grandma's house.

So Fu Cizhou, who was supposed to go back to his home to sleep last night, actually sat in the living room of the old house early in the morning. Zhong Yan was shocked when she saw it.

"Ouch!" She patted her heart, "Why is there still someone here!"

Fu Cizhou's eyes were bloodshot, obviously he hadn't slept all night.

He was still holding a piece of candy paper that was folded into a paper crane, and was finally pressed under a small tangerine.

"Where's Dad?" Fu Cizhou asked.

Zhong Yan looked back at the bedroom, and Fu Yanting happened to be out of the room.

"I'm here to tell you something." Fu Cizhou stood up and pressed his fingers on the edge of the table. "I hope you can keep your word and stop making some shady tricks."

Zhong Yan froze and turned to look at Fu Yanting.

Fu Yanting's gaze did not dodge, and he looked at Fu Cizhou without moving.

"I fell in love with him when I was six years old, and I can't get tired of seeing him when I am 60. Sexuality is innate, no matter how many years, I will still be like this."

Fu Cizhou took a breath and looked down at his fingers: "I haven't been home for so many years, and I haven't asked you for a penny. I have a grudge, but it's been too long, and it's almost gone."

"I am not mine seven years ago. There is no need to report to you what I want to do. This time I am not asking for your permission, but begging you, don't embarrass Zhu Yu anymore."

"He is very timid and dare not do anything. I started it first, and I was the first to point it out. I caused all this. He just agreed, and then he was dumped by me."

"Zhu Yu's health has always been poor, and now he also has psychological problems, so he can't be stimulated a little bit. Compared with me, he cares about you more. At the beginning, he was not moved by you, nor was he afraid. I am afraid of your tricks. You can see it, do you think he can know? Dad, Mom, Zhu Yuzhen respects you very much, can you, can you treat him better?"

Fu Cizhou's eyes were slightly red, and he even spoke with a little breath.

Seven years ago, he fell out with his parents because of wishing Yu; seven years later, he bowed to his parents again because of wishing Yu.

Fu Cizhou is rough-skinned and thick-skinned, he can be beaten or scolded.

But Zhu Yu can't, Zhu Yu can't suffer a little bit of grievance and hurt.

The people he didn't protect before must be protected now.

Zhong Yan couldn't help crying, and returned to the bedroom, while Fu Yanting also looked away and walked to the kitchen.

"what ever."

He simply dropped two words, but Fu Cizhou smiled softly as if he was alive after a catastrophe.

Taking away the tangerine tree, the paper crane that was pressed below stretched its candy paper wings slightly.

Fu Cizhou picked it up and put it in his pocket.

Every day is accumulating hard work, life is getting better and better.

The vacant time between him and Zhu Yu can be regarded as a little reward at this moment.

Fu Cizhou will remove the obstacles on the road ahead of the two of them in advance, then hold Zhu Yu's hand, and slowly lead him back to the path they should have taken.

That's his little fish.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Zhu Yu followed the director to make bed rounds from ward to ward.

Today's New Year's Eve, he received New Year's blessings from many hospital beds. The patients' condition has recovered relatively stable, and there is no major matter for them to worry about for the time being.

The last bed was the grandma who was the last to be hospitalized. Zhu Yu still had the toffee Fu Cizhou gave him last night in his pocket, and he still couldn't help lowering his gaze before entering the room.

Fu Cizhou was standing by the bed, holding the hospital bill from the previous day and looking at it carefully.

It was this person who ran to his office early in the morning to deliver breakfast, causing the passing nurses to widen their eyes.

Zhu Yu didn't touch those breakfasts, and gave all of them to colleagues who also stayed up all night.

"Xiao Yu," Grandma smiled happily and waved to him, "You're here."

Zhu Yu took grandma's old arm in his arms, and gave a soft "hmm".

The chief doctor and other Gui Peisheng, a total of five or six, stood at the end of the bed and watched their intergenerational relatives.

After asking the family members if there was nothing wrong, the director bowed and asked grandma jokingly: "How are you feeling today?"

"Okay!" Grandma said with a smile, "It's Chinese New Year, I'll give you red envelopes!"

The young people who were standing laughed.

"Eat candy," grandma stretched out her arms, grabbed a handful of toffee and stuffed it into Zhu Yu's palm, "you eat."

Holding the cable in her hand, Fu Cizhou hurried forward to tidy it up.

It's just that the old man didn't have much strength in his hands, and the few toffees he grabbed were sprinkled by the bed, and only one was left in Zhu Yu's hand.

"Hmm..." Zhu Yu's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his voice was unsteady.

"Wrong grandson." The director smiled.

"No," grandma quickly retorted, "Xiao Yu likes sweets."

"Ah?" The intern on the side asked in surprise, "Really?"

Do you wish Dr. Zhu indifferently on weekdays, but you actually like to eat toffee?

"My grandson said that my grandson also likes to eat it. I bought it specially last year. It costs 20 yuan a catty..."

Grandma babbled about trivial matters, the director laughed and looked at Fu Cizhou: "So you are an acquaintance?"

Fu Cizhou picked up the toffee beside the bed and smiled back: "I am friends with Dr. Zhu."

So many pasts and likes have become faint friends now.

Zhu Yu stared at the toffee, as if a thousand catties were being weighed on his palm.

only friends?

After checking the room and returning to the office, several patients were rushed out of the hospital in the New Year.

Zhu Yu finished writing today's new medical history, and went to sort out the discharge related matters. He was busy until after nine o'clock, and only realized that he was off work after being reminded by his colleagues.

After handing over the work, he walked out of the office and found Fu Cizhou waiting for him in the corridor.

"Are you busy?" The other party put away the phone and walked towards him.

Zhu Yu dodged subconsciously, keeping a distance of half a meter from Fu Cizhou: "Yes."

Fu Cizhou did not continue to approach, and the two walked side by side to the elevator: "Going home? I'll see you off."

Zhu Yu still didn't dare to look at Fu Cizhou, but just stared at the ground and asked, "Where is grandma..."

"My mother is here," Fu Cizhou paused, and added, "She asked me to come and see you."

Zhu Yu froze, stopped in place for a few seconds, and then continued to walk forward.

There were many people waiting outside the elevator, and Zhu Yu stood on the outermost side.

His head was hanging all the time, listening to the miscellaneous conversations of the people around him.

A toffee was handed into his line of sight, Zhu Yu followed that arm up and stopped when he saw the elbow.

Did not dare to continue to go up.

With a "ding", the elevator arrived.

Zhu Yugang suddenly put down his hand that was about to be raised, and walked a few steps forward with the crowd.

It's a pity that there were too many people, and there was a lathe bed in the elevator, so Zhu Yu didn't get in.

The door of the elevator here is closed, and the elevator next door is still not coming up on the first floor. Zhu Yu looked to the left and right, obviously a little dazed.

Fu Cizhou unscrewed the toffee aside, and this time handed it a little higher: "Eat one?"

A small piece of glutinous rice paper leaked out, covering the familiar sugar paper.

Zhu Yu paused for a long time, then raised his hand and took Tang over.

He still lowered his head, peeled off the candy wrapper like a little hamster, and gently bit the toffee into his mouth.

There were more people waiting for the elevator, and Fu Cizhou stood beside Zhu Yu, looking down at him.

"Is it delicious?"