Salted Toffee

After talking with Lin Wei for only 10 minutes, Zhu Yu received a message from Fu Cizhou as soon as he left the coffee shop.

It was a photo, and the carton said it was his courier.

- what did you buyI have it for you.

There is also a special courier point in the hospital, where the couriers of general patients and doctors are picked up.

Zhu Yu spends most of his time in the hospital, so the courier address defaults to the hospital address.

However, he doesn't do much online shopping on weekdays, and the courier only took one or two when he first came to Yuanzhou.

Zhu Yu pursed his lips and quickly replied.

- I'm back at the hospital.

- talk to that madman?

-Um.

- i see you.

Zhu Yu looked up and saw that Fu Cizhou was waiting for him at the hospital gate with a courier box half the size of a shoebox in his arms.

The tips of the ears were slightly hot, as if scorched by the summer noon light.

Zhu Yu ran over and raised his hand to pick up the courier.

Fu Cizhou hid the box behind his back: "What did you buy? Such a treasure?"

Zhu Yu didn't answer, and lowered his head to pull Fu Cizhou's sleeve: "Give it to me."

"What are you talking about with Lin Wei?" Fu Cizhou took the courier with one hand, and walked on the road with the other hand on Zhu Yu's shoulder, "Tell me, and I'll give it to you."

"Nothing to talk about," Zhu Yu looked down at the road, "tell him to go home quickly for the New Year."

"That's it?"

"That's it."

For Lin Wei, Zhu Yu is grateful.

The other party was able to come to Yuanzhou with him, and that feeling was more or less sincere.

It's just that this gratitude can't be expressed, just like what Fu Cizhou once said, the best way to reject someone is to be indifferent enough, otherwise it will be gentle and procrastinated, and it will be Fu Cizhou's heart that will be hurt in the end.

"I want to visit your house today," Zhu Yu kicked away the stones on the road, "Can I?"

"What are you going to see at my house?" Fu Cizhou deliberately teased him, "Watching the house, or looking at me?"

"Looking at you," Zhu Yu pushed back this time, "I like watching you the most."

Fu Cizhou's home is in the east of the city, and he walked a few streets to his grandma's house.

The two took a taxi and passed by the Yuanzhou River. Zhu Yu took a few extra glances out of the car window.

"Go and see?" Fu Cizhou said, "There should be quite a lot of people by the river during Chinese New Year."

"No," Zhu Yu looked away, "I want to go back to spend the night with my dad."

"Ah..." Fu Cizhou raised his eyebrows, "Go back?"

Zhu Yu took the courier on his seat and put it on his lap: "Well, go back at night."

Fu Cizhou opened his mouth, his eyes wandered back and forth on Zhu Yu's face, and finally he reached out and patted the express box: "There can't be..."

After arriving home half an hour later, Fu Cizhou collapsed on the sofa, and the first thing he did was to unpack the express delivery.

There was a bunch of mess in there, just the things he thought about.

Really guessed right.

"Laughing to death," he sat on the sofa and unpacked one by one, "Why is there a fly... What are you doing with this thing?"

"I didn't buy it," Zhu Yu blushed and stuffed the thing back into the box, "If you don't want it, just throw it away."

"Don't throw it away, don't throw it away, it seems to be of some use," Fu Cizhou smiled like a flower, "you can try it."

Zhu Yu sat on the side of the sofa in a muffled voice, as if he had thought of something, his face and ears were burning hot.

He picked up a bottle of something casually and looked at the instructions on the carton with his head down.

"So serious," Fu Cizhou leaned in front of him at some point, and kissed Zhu Yu's ear, "How did you get it right?"

Zhu Yu quickly stood up and wiped his ears: "Don't be so sudden."

"I have to go back at night, and now I come to my house in a hurry, how can I make it in time?" Fu Cizhou held an indescribable piece between his fingers, "I said Zhu Xiaoyu, don't you know my size? Why do you still buy the smaller one?"

Zhu Yu turned his face away: "You don't want to be poor with me."

"Start now?" Fu Cizhou threw his things on the coffee table, and hugged Zhu Yu horizontally, "It's time to start."

Fu Cizhou bought a bigger house than Zhu Yu's, with three bedrooms and one living room, and the master bedroom had a solo guard.

The bathroom is separated from wet and dry, and there is a large bathtub.

Fu Cizhou put Zhu Yu on the sink and sat down, and went to put the water in the bathtub first.

"Why did you come down?" He pressed Zhu Yu's waist and pushed him against the table to kiss.

Zhu Yu pushed his shoulders, thinking that he was 25 or [-] years old, could it be that he was still sitting on the table waiting for him to come down?

"I actually didn't expect it to be so fast..." Fu Cizhou bit Zhu Yu's lips, "But you seem to be in a hurry."

He kissed deeply, disturbing all the sensations in his mouth.

Zhu Yu was able to barely respond to the other party at first, but was soon so dazed by Fu Cizhou's kiss that he lost the strength to push him away.

The hem of the clothes was lifted, and went up and down along the ribs one by one.

"Wash, take a bath..." Zhu Yu's chest rose and fell, and he grabbed Fu Cizhou's unscrupulous wrist, "I wash myself..."

His words went through Fu Cizhou's ears, but they were basically useless.

Fu Cizhou held him and kissed his neck and collarbone.

"I used to be quite stupid, I didn't understand anything, and I didn't know how to leave any traces."

Fu Cizhou listened to Zhu Yu's gradually heavy breathing, took a deep breath and buried himself down.

The hair on the back of his head was suddenly grabbed by someone, but it was a bit short, and the fingers moved to the top.

"Fu Ci..." Zhu Yu curled up like a boiled shrimp, "Let go, let go."

His eyes were red, feeling the heat.

What I used to say was like farting. I accepted all the things I could not accept before, but now I accept them all.

"Are you comfortable?" After finishing, Fu Cizhou carried Zhu Yu into the bathroom, "I am much better than that cup..."

Zhu Yu's original intention was to get ready in the bathroom first, and then go out and do something with Fu Cizhou.

In the end, Fu Cizhou was even more anxious than him, saying "not planning" and "not thinking about it", but the speed of undressing was faster than one piece.

Don't even give him that time.

It was as if he was a reckless kid who was seventeen or eighteen years old, and he could stay in a daze for a long time just by kissing him.

Fu Cizhou used the things Zhu Yu bought, and patiently prepared for him a little bit.

"Back then, I couldn't resist not agreeing," Fu Cizhoulin finally sighed, "What do you think?"

If it was the current Fu Cizhou, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

It's very interesting, the more people live, the more they go back.

Zhu Yu's body was terribly hot, and he took the extra pillow and put it on his face: "It hurts!"

Fu Cizhou immediately slowed down his movements, clasped his wrist and kissed his fingers: "How about this?"

He accepts all the other party's coquettishness and shamelessness, puts it in his heart safely, and cherishes it.

"Zhu Xiaoyu, I think you're quite comfortable." He removed the pillow and kissed Zhu Yu's upturned chin and Adam's apple. "Do you still have the strength to go back at night? Don't let uncle see anything by then."

"Why are you talking so much?" Zhu Yu finally couldn't help it, "Shut up."

"Okay," Fu Cizhou worked hard, "The donkeys of the production team are not as good as the cows that plow the fields, right?"

Zhu Yu was so angry that he kicked him: "Not coming!"

Who is it, what a good atmosphere it is all ruined by that mouth.

"Just kidding, you won't come if you don't want to come?" Fu Cizhou held him down, "I'm here."

At ten o'clock in the evening, Zhu Yu lay in bed not knowing whether to go home or continue to sleep.

He wanted to touch the phone, but found that there were a bunch of things wrapped around his wrist.

——It was the little shark bracelet he threw at Fu Cizhou's feet back then.

Zhu Yu pinched the crooked little wooden beads one by one, and finally fixed his gaze on the little shark.

Fu Cizhou really picked up those things...

"Are you awake?" Fu Cizhou sat by the bed with a glass of water, "Are you thirsty?"

Zhu Yu moved his body a little, and a strong sense of discomfort somewhere was transmitted to the brain along the tailbone like an electric shock.

His arms collapsed and his face fell into the pillow.

My back hurts... it hurts there... my throat hurts too...

"Don't move yet." Fu Cizhou grabbed his armpit with his big hand, hugged him into his arms and dragged his buttocks, "Drink some sugar water, and I will rub your waist for you later."

"Fu Cizhou," Zhu Yu said in a hoarse voice, with no strength in his fingers, "you are sick."

He clearly said that he would go home later to accompany Zhu Qin, but this person was still acting like he was going crazy.

really forever?How does that tiger thing feel like it's about to start again now?

"Too much sex can..."

"Only twice, what a fart," Fu Cizhou interrupted Zhu Yu, "You should reflect on yourself, why I did twice and you four times."

Zhu Yu fell silent, and finally rewarded Fu Cizhou with a "fuck off".

Dog stuff, there will be no next time.

After all, Zhu Yu returned home with great energy, but the house was obviously more lively than he thought, and Zhu Qin was playing mahjong with several people.

The "crash, clatter" didn't stop, and she didn't want to talk to Zhu Yu at all.

Zhu Yu sat in the living room like a dog for a while, and then was dragged back to his home by Fu Cizhou at eleven o'clock.

"I think my dad should know," Zhu Yu lowered his head, frowning.

"What is 'should'?" Fu Cizhou walked into the room holding Zhu Yu's waist, "Uncle must have known."

"..."

Zhu Yu was silent for a moment, then sighed: "If you know it, you know it, anyway, that's it."

"Does your waist still hurt?" Fu Cizhou thoughtfully helped Zhu Yu take off his coat, "Lie on the bed, and I'll rub it for you for a while."

"It's okay," Zhu Yu yawned, and went to the bathroom to wash his face, "It's just a little uncomfortable."

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Fu Cizhou asked quickly.

"Normal reaction," Zhu Yu shook his head, "It's uncomfortable even if you're down here."

Fu Cizhou was at a loss for words for a while: "Just... uncomfortable? Nothing else?"

Zhu Yu walked in Fu Cizhou's room: "It's a bit..."

Fu Cizhou followed immediately: "What's the matter?"

"You are amazing, let's do it." Zhu Yu didn't bother to talk to him.

There are few visiting things in the room, and there are several wood carvings on the bookcase, including the little shark.

"Still standing?" Fu Cizhou hugged Zhu Yu from behind, "Aren't you tired? Do you want to lie down for a while?"

"It's okay," Zhu Yu raised his hand and brought the little shark over, looking down at it carefully, "Did you take all those things back?"

"Well," Fu Cizhou buried his face in Zhu Yu's neck, put his arm on Zhu Yu's hand, and hooked the bracelet, "I sometimes wonder, if I didn't catch up, would you just take this with me?" gone."

"Probably..." Zhu Yu held Fu Cizhou's hand, and the two of them clasped their fingers together, "I'm pretty bad, and while giving up on you, I don't want you to give up."

"That's really bad," Fu Cizhou kissed Zhu Yu's neck with his lips, "After you left, I squatted down to pick up things, and I didn't have the energy to stand up..."

Zhu Yu took a deep breath: "I..."

"Forget it, let's not talk about that," Fu Cizhou put the small shark wooden sculpture back on the bookshelf, "Lie down for a while, are you still on duty tomorrow?"

"Holiday after tomorrow," Zhu Yu followed the woodcarving with his eyes, and then looked down at the bracelet on his wrist, "I still want to see those things."

"The doll is in the closet, the sugar painting is in the drawer, and the little koi was raised to death by me. I'm really sorry."

Like a dog, Fu Cizhou pushed Zhu Yu to the bed.

He didn't have any other thoughts, he just felt that the other party needed a good rest.

"Fu Cizhou," Zhu Yu sat on the edge of the bed, raised his chin to look at the standing man, "what if you can't find me?"

"Then live well." Fu Cizhou brushed Zhu Yu's side face with his fingers, and brushed the broken hair behind his ears.

If that was the case, he would be left alive.

Zhu Yu is like a small fish, wandering in the ocean of Fu Cizhou's heart.

The sea waves have been rippling for many years, and they have also drifted so far.

Seven years not only did not silence him, but set off a turbulent wave, swallowing reason and clear sky, and driving him completely crazy.

The waves rolled up the school of fish and spread to every place, and waited until the wind was calm and the sky was empty.I wish Xiaoyu will always be there, and he never left.

It started in midsummer and ended in cold winter.

The young man's heartbeat was like the waves of the sea, and it never stopped.

Perhaps it should be said differently.

You are my unrelenting and absolute love.

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