Salted Toffee

Nanhuai City has short spring and autumn and long summer and winter.

Once the leaves on the campus turn yellow and fall, it will soon usher in a cold snap.

Zhu Yu replaced the thin sweater with a thick sweater a while ago, and today I will add a thick coat to the thick sweater.

The boy is growing, and his height has increased a little in the first few months. Last year's clothes are worn out, but they are a bit small.

Zhu Qin gave Zhu Yu 500 yuan and asked him to go out and buy some clothes with his friends during the holiday.

This is not a small sum, Zhu Yu did not dare to accept it.

Zhu Qin put the money under the pen holder on his desk, and it was until December.

The first snow fell on December [-]st. The snow came a bit late this year. Strictly speaking, it was still sleet.

The breakfast stalls outside the school have put up canopies one by one, and white smoke is blowing out.

Holding his light blue umbrella, Zhu Yu met Fu Cizhou as soon as he arrived at the school gate.

"Master," Zhu Yu put the handle of the umbrella on his shoulder, and walked beside Fu Cizhou with a smile.

Fu Cizhou just poked open a box of soy milk, looked up and saw Zhu Yu's umbrella, and said with lingering fear: "How many years have you used this broken umbrella? Why hasn't it broken?"

Zhu Yu turned the umbrella handle: "Master, you also hope that I will order well."

The two walked into the school side by side. Fu Cizhou was afraid that the raindrops thrown by Zhu Yu's umbrella would splash him again, so he kept a meter away from each other.

But Zhu Yu seemed to want to cling to him, and he always came close to him as he walked.

"Hey, are you free this weekend?" Zhu Yu asked.

Fu Cizhou raised the eaves of the umbrella: "What are you doing?"

"Buy clothes with me."

"Oh, okay."

Fu Cizhou bit the straw and drank down the boxed soy milk in his hand.

Then he raised his hand, and the package was thrown into the trash can.

"Xu Lei came to see me yesterday," Fu Cizhou put his hands in his pockets and recalled, "He said he wanted to hold a special event to celebrate New Year's Day."

Zhu Yu nodded: "He told me too, so let's do it."

Last year when Zhu Yu was the squad leader, he planned a New Year's Eve party in a regular manner and was almost bald. This year, he doesn't need to worry about it.

"Xu Lei wanted to hold a dance party and asked me to play the piano, and I agreed."

Among Fu Cizhou's [-] talents and skills, the piano is the most proficient and outstanding.

"Why are you telling me?" Zhu Yu touched his nose uncomfortably, "Could it be that Xu Lei asked you to persuade me?"

Fu Cizhou nodded: "I remember you played the accordion six thief when you were young, why didn't you agree?"

Zhu Yu laughed dryly: "It's been a long time since we touched each other, so it won't be of much help when the time comes..."

Fu Cizhou snorted: "I believe your nonsense."

At the entrance of the teaching building, Zhu Yu put away his umbrella.

Fu Cizhou seemed to be getting closer to him.

"I don't think you're someone who doesn't want to help," Fu Cizhou looked at the front and muttered as if talking to himself, "What's wrong?"

What's up, what's up, what's up.

Zhu Yu is almost facing a few words ptsd.

The word "nothing" was in his mouth, and he twirled his tongue a few times, but he still didn't say it.

"Don't keep asking me." Zhu Yu entered the classroom and walked to his seat sullenly.

Fu Cizhou curled his lips: "I have asked you so many times and I have never seen you answer."

After hearing this, Zhu Yu said angrily, "Anyway, I won't answer, so what are you asking?"

Fu Cizhou's temper suddenly came up: "Then I have asked so many times, can't you answer it?"

English morning self-study today, there are words dictation.

Except for a few who were preparing to cheat by cheating, most of the students in the class were cramming and desperately memorizing words.

Zhu Yu opened the stool and sat down, not talking to Fu Cizhou again.

He took out his textbook and turned to the word list, then bowed his head and went to memorize.

Fu Cizhou got bored and threw the English book on the table. A loud "bang" shocked the whole class.

Faced with a bunch of small heads that suddenly turned to him with a "swish", the eldest young master leaned back in the chair, his face was full of displeasure after being irritated: "Looks good?!"

Those little heads that turned around turned back again.

"I'll go, what's the matter with you today?" Wang Ying turned around and asked.

Fu Cizhou flipped through the textbook with one hand, flipped the pages of the book and said "hula": "I'm fucking out of my mind."

Three question marks popped up on Wang Ying's head.

Soon, he realized that something was wrong, and turned to the taciturn Zhu Yu: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Zhu Yu's gaze was fixed on the book without even moving his eyelids. "Let's memorize the vocabulary."

With a "crash", Fu Cizhou kicked off his chair, stood up and walked outside the classroom.

"It's almost time for class, where are you going?" Wang Ying asked.

Fu Cizhou didn't even turn his head: "Toilet."

Only then did Zhu Yu raise his head, but he could only see Fu Cizhou's flashing back.

"You...argued?" This time even Xu Chen, who had been reading quietly, couldn't help but ask.

Zhu Yu withdrew his gaze, without much expression on his face: "It's nothing."

Xu Chen: "..."

Generally speaking, there is nothing, that is what is there.

The shorter the words, the worse things will be. If you don't speak, there will be no salvation.

The winter in December was very cold, and Zhu Yu and Fu Cizhou, who were silent, were even colder.

Immortals fight with little ghosts, and the two elder brothers in the back row start to have an awkward fight for no reason. Wang Xuchen, who is in the front row, didn't dare to turn around and talk all morning.

When school was over at noon, Zhu Yu pulled his schoolbag, and a bag of white rabbit toffee fell out of the hole in the table.

The sugar inside has already been eaten, leaving only an empty package.

Zhu Yu suddenly remembered that Fu Cizhou bought it for him after his speech more than a month ago.

But looking up again, Fu Cizhou had already left the classroom.

In the morning, I agreed to buy clothes with him, but at noon, I got into a fight with him and ignored him.

Zhu Yu sighed and began to reflect on who the problem was.

In the end, he reluctantly admitted that the problem was his own.

Zhu Yu put on her schoolbag and walked silently at the end of the crowd after school.

Are you that obvious?

Not without telling him...

The stairs of the teaching building were so wide, Zhu Yu was squeezed against the side of the wall and slowly went down.

What can I say, what can I say.

Those pasts that should be dust-sealed and locked up, if they are re-discovered, they will also be covered with dust.

Forget it.

Zhu Yu lowered his eyes, watching his shoes go down the stairs one by one.

After leaving the teaching building, the road widened.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a few messages to Fu Cizhou.

Fish: Master.

Fish: Are you still angry?

Very well, Fu Cizhou ignored him at all.

Zhu Yu exhaled, thinking that the young master is different from himself, the young master is a high-ranking prince, it is already very kind not to let himself kneel down and sing and admit his mistakes.

It's okay, he's shameless anyway.

Zhu Yu flipped through the emoji and sent a picture of a weeping cat.

Fish: Dad!I was wrong! ! !

Fish: Please forgive me! ! !

A few minutes later, Zhu Yu arrived home, and just after changing his shoes, his phone was startled——Fu Cizhou finally responded.

Master: #smile

Holding the phone in his hands, Zhu Yu sent another weeping cat cat head.

This time Fu Cizhou didn't reply to him at all.

Zhu Yu turned off the phone and threw it in his pocket. It's fine. I'll go to school in the afternoon and make persistent efforts.

Stepping on the cotton and dragging it into the bedroom, Zhu Yu took off the schoolbag and just put it on the sofa when he saw a pot of pruned orchids in the corner of the living room.

It had been months since he had broken the Prynne's branch that night.

There were only two people in the family. If he didn't move, it was Zhu Qin who moved out.

"Put it outside for fear of freezing." Zhu Qin came out with the vegetables and said casually, "I'll move it to the yard after the snow melts."

Zhu Yu withdrew his gaze, gave a low "hmm", washed his hands and went to serve the meal.

Three dishes and one soup is still a silent lunch for the father and son.

But this time when Zhu Qin put down his chopsticks, he glanced at Zhu Yu's coat, and said a few more words: "It's cold at night, change your coat."

Zhu Yu actually didn't feel that cold.

But since Zhu Qin opened his mouth, he still has to change.

It has been half a year since the wardrobe in the bedroom was changed, and there is still a smell when you open it.

Zhu Qin put some aromatherapy and mothballs in it before, but Zhu Yu couldn't stand the smell, so he secretly threw them all away.

After choosing a long black down jacket, Zhu Yu patted it on the collar, which smelled like mothballs.

The sun was shining in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Zhu Yu fished out the hanger standing by the bed, and put the down jacket in the room to dry.

It was still early, and I could sleep for 10 to [-] minutes. Zhu Yu fell on the bed, squinted for a while and opened his eyes, and saw a wooden photo frame on the bedside table.

The frame seemed to be of a certain age, the wood was old and stained an indistinct black.

Zhu Yu lay on his stomach and stretched out his arms to support the photo frame.

It was a family portrait of three people.

Specifically, it is also a photograph that has aged.

In the photo, Zhu Qin and Wei Xia are still young. They cuddle together and hold a two or three-year-old child in their arms.

Although the child's facial features have not yet developed, but his eyebrows and eyes are already very similar to Wei Xia.

Zhu Qin looked down at the mother and son, his eyes full of love.

Zhu Yu was dishonest at all, making faces at the camera.

The sky behind them is very blue, and there are faintly visible yellow rapeseed flowers.

It is in spring.

Zhu Yuchang exhaled, suddenly got up and knelt on the bedside, and took the photo out of the frame.

Then, he pulled out the box from under the bed, and the woolen star that he had thrown in before fell to the corner.

Zhu Yu stuffed the photo through the gap.

Then, he raised his hand and put the photo frame back on the table.