Salted Toffee

Since entering high school, Fu Cizhou has not continued to study piano.

But their family's piano is placed in the study on the first floor, and Fu Cizhou will touch two when he has nothing to do.

The piece Xu Lei was looking for was relatively gentle. He got back to the original feeling after repeating it a few times at home a few days ago, and now he can play it with his eyes closed.

Everyone was in high spirits. Although none of them were very good at dancing, it was enough for a few of them to hug and hang around.

Fu Cizhou's ears kept laughing, as if it was contagious, and he laughed along with him.

This gala is different from the previous gala that followed the rules. It mobilized everyone, and it was a bit ingenious.

Fu Cizhou thought that Xu Lei really had a trick, and after thinking about it, he thought about going back to Zhu Yu.

Last year when Zhu Yu organized the New Year's Eve party, he even performed a skit on stage, which made everyone very happy.

It's been a year and a half since high school, and it looks pretty good now.

When the song was over, everyone stopped applauding.

It seemed to be back to when the performance was over when he was a child, Fu Cizhou stood up and bowed habitually.

Zhu Yu hasn't come back yet, and Yuan Yixia has disappeared.

The handful of peanuts on the table only had peanut shells left, and half a pile of watermelon seeds beside it.

Fu Cizhou: "..."

Anyway, it's been six or seven minutes, Zhu Yu and Chu Yao are in a relationship?

Thinking of this, Fu Cizhou was inexplicably upset.

He kicked his elder brother to the hospital with his own kick, how can he still fall in love with his younger sister?

Zhu Yuzhen wanted to agree to Chu Yao, but Fu Cizhou was afraid that he couldn't help kicking him to the hospital too.

"Ahem, let me say a few words."

On the stage, Xu Lei, who was wearing a short skirt, was speaking with a microphone, and his whole body was illuminated by the light until it glowed white.

However, this speech was not so formal, and it didn't even start with the standard "good evening, classmates".

"This party is really not easy. Everyone eats and has fun, and relax. You can study hard in the new year. The second year of high school is a critical period. We..."

It's official now.

"Stop, stop!" Class [-] monitor put his arm around Xu Lei's shoulder, and took the microphone over, "Old Xu, you are an undercover agent sent by the teacher!"

Xu Lei rubbed his nose and smiled embarrassedly.

"Tomorrow—Christmas!" The monitor of the third class changed the subject, raised the microphone all the way, and shouted, "The confession that should be confessed tonight, the fight that should be fought, once when I was 17 years old, let it go... Play!"

Obviously this speech was more popular, everyone cheered and applauded, booing boisterously.

Fu Cizhou sat leaning against the table, watching the spotlight projected on the stage.

He thought of himself when he was a child, and Zhu Yu when he was a child.

The two seem to be quite alike, they are both tied to various interest classes by their own mothers.

Piano grading test, Mathematical Olympiad competition.

After winning the award, I took pictures in front of the camera, and then heard someone sigh, "This is Fu Cizhou?"

Yes, that's me.

Fu Cizhou was quite a bad fart when he was a child.

The little boy is always easy to be complacent, and he starts to cock his tail after hearing half a sentence.

Usually at this time, those people will follow up with the sentence "there is another Zhuyu in their class" and "every time takes the first place".

Fu Cizhou: "..."

Can he be beautiful alone?Why do you always have to bring a blessing?

Annoying is really annoying, but I also like to play with people.

Zhu Yu is like a pistachio, Fu Cizhou wants to laugh whenever he speaks.

Later, in the third grade, Zhu Yu changed classes, and the two were not in the same elementary school, so they gradually lost contact.

Just when Zhu Yu was about to fade out of Fu Cizhou's life, the two got together again in high school.

The relationship is pretty good.

Fu Cizhou lowered his eyes and smiled.

There was cold air blowing from behind, Fu Cizhou turned around and looked.

The double doors of the classroom were pushed open a gap, Chu Yao walked in with red eyes, and after meeting Fu Cizhou's gaze, she lowered her head and ran away.

Fu Cizhou felt strange that Zhu Yu was not following behind him, so he got up and left the classroom.

Zhu Yu was standing in the corridor, not speaking or moving, like a statue standing for hundreds of years.

"Hey," Fu Cizhou frowned and called him, "What are you doing?"

The wind was a bit strong at night, with tiny snowflakes greeting people's faces.

Zhu Yu reacted for a while, then turned to look at Fu Cizhou.

He moved his lips, as if trying to laugh, but failed.

Fu Cizhou looked at Zhu Yu's calf exposed outside and felt cold: "Are you sick? Stand here to blow air?"

Zhu Yu paused for a few seconds, as if he had come to his senses.

He raised his hand, patted the railing of the corridor, then lowered his head and smiled: "Uh..."

As if clearing his throat, he said "uh" and then lost the rest of the text.

Fu Cizhou walked up to him, raised his hand and stuck his hat on his head: "You two are in love again?"

"No," Zhu Yu's voice was hoarse compared to usual, "It's so cold."

"You fucking know it's cold?" Fu Cizhou took Zhu Yu's hat and dragged him all the way back to the classroom.

Zhu Yu smiled "hehe" twice, and carried it obediently.

The temperature in the room was a little higher, Zhu Yu sat on the stool and rubbed his knees with his hands.

Fu Cizhou picked off his down jacket casually and threw it on Zhu Yu's lap, and went to find the girl to pour a cup of hot water.

"Why are they all shells?" Zhu Yu fingered the pile of peanut shells, looked up at Fu Cizhou, "Why are you so good at eating?"

Fu Cizhou's forehead twitched with the solar system, and he resisted rubbing Zhu Yu's face against the table: "Are you itchy?"

Zhu Yu narrowed his eyes with a smile, took the cup of hot water with both hands, and took a sip: "Master, help me grab some peanuts."

Fu Cizhou stood by the table for a while, looking down at Zhu Yu licking the rim of his cup like a kitten.

The legs that were originally planted on the ground unconsciously stepped out. He walked to the snack distribution point and grabbed two handfuls of peanuts viciously.

"You can only grab it by the handful." The little girl looking at the snacks reminded Fu Cizhou.

Fu Cizhou looked at his two handfuls of peanuts and was reluctant to put them down: "I brought them for others."

"That won't work either," the little girl was rather stubborn, "only one hand."

Fu Cizhou had no choice but to grab a handful of peanuts and go back. A few steps away, he saw Zhu Yu holding the paper cup, with downcast eyes wondering what he was thinking.

The light in the room was not bright, and he sat at the door with some backlight. Zhu Yu's bangs covered his eyes. Although he couldn't see his facial features clearly, Fu Cizhou always felt that Zhu Yu was not that happy.

"I'm Yu," Yuan Yixia, who couldn't come out of nowhere, hugged Zhu Yu one step earlier than Fu Cizhou, and asked with a smirk what he and Chu Yao were talking about just now.

The moment Zhu Yu raised his head, he quickly changed into a smile, and pushed Yuan Yixia who was on top of him: "Why don't you ask her?"

The peanut in Fu Cizhou's hand fell to the ground.

He stopped, squatted down and picked up the peanut.

"Where are the class flowers, please accept it."

"Don't talk nonsense, it's not good for girls."

Zhu Yu and Yuan Yixia were still chatting nonchalantly.

Fu Cizhou walked to the table and put down the peanuts.Zhu Yu raised his head and said with a smile, "Thank you, young master", and then joined Yuan Yixia to peel peanuts.

Zhu Yu has always been like this, not caring about anything.

Even if the mood is not right occasionally, it will be digested by itself after a few seconds.

Always smiling.

The eyes are bent, just like a puppy wagging its tail.

"What's the matter?" Zhu Yu chewed the peanuts and looked at Fu Cizhou anxiously, "Why are you standing there?"

Fu Cizhou pursed his lips, but did not speak.

He suddenly felt that Zhu Yu was very tired, and everyone's approach could add a burden to Zhu Yu's shoulders.

You have to communicate, you have to cope.

Perhaps Zhu Yu, who was staring down at the water glass just now, was more relaxed. He ate the peanuts so quickly, just because he wanted to get them again.

The young master was angry again.

Zhu Yu didn't even know what happened, Fu Cizhou suddenly turned cold towards him.

Without even an explanation, he was so scared that he almost broke his teeth after eating peanuts.

With a soft "creak", Fu Cizhou pushed open the door of the classroom and went out.

Yuan Yixia and Zhu Yu looked dazed, and they both found the four characters "what's going on" in each other's eyes.

"You ate all my peanuts." Zhu Yu pushed the peanut shells, stood up with Fu Cizhou's clothes on his lap, "Farewell."

It's a little cold outside, and the wind is getting stronger.

It is said to be raining tonight, but it looks like the rhythm of sleet.

Fu Cizhou stood in the corridor, looking at the blown branches on the campus, like dark black and white film, full of depression and anxiety.

A down jacket was suddenly put on his shoulders, and Zhu Yu stood beside Fu Cizhou: "Isn't it cold?"

Fu Cizhou looked down at Zhu Yu's legs: "Are you embarrassed to ask me?"

Zhu Yu pursed his lips and smiled: "Then go in."

"No." Fu Cizhou put on his clothes and continued to blow the air in the corridor.

"Did I eat too many peanuts?" Zhu Yu recalled just now, "I still haven't finished drinking the hot water."

Fu Cizhou glanced at the young man beside him: "Are you sick?"

The clothes of the two are of the same style, and the logos on the cuffs are two different designs.

Fu Cizhou suddenly thought of Yuan Yixia's words, the couple's shirts are all the same, except for a little pattern.

"It's snowing." Zhu Yu pressed the railing of the corridor, and borrowed the snowflakes blown in by the wind with his other hand, "Why is it snowing again?"

He rolled up his cuffs, and when he raised his arm, half of his porcelain-white wrist was exposed.

Even though the sky was dim and there was no light, the white spots were imprinted in Fu Cizhou's eyes, as if they were shining.

The man still has a cold.

Fu Cizhou turned around and left.

Zhu Yu followed his footsteps and returned to the classroom side by side.

Soft-toned little love songs blared in the classroom, with lyrics playing on digital screens.

The bright red and green colored lights were turned off, leaving only flowing warm yellow light spots, like stars, sprinkled on people's clothes and hair.

Everyone is probably tired from the fuss, so they are all humming together now.

Fu Cizhou was familiar with the melody of this song, but the lyrics were too girly, so he was embarrassed to sing along.

He grabbed another handful of peanuts and came back. This time, Fu Cizhou secretly grabbed two handfuls while others were not paying attention.

He returned the same way, and saw a warm yellow spot of light falling on Zhu Yu's hair.

Zhu Yu raised his eyes and was humming softly with his voice.

-I want to say that I will love you just a little bit more.

- is always in your ear.

- believe you love me too, a little bit.

- It's just you, never found out.

Someone was singing the lyrics, but Fu Cizhou only wanted to hear the melody that Zhu Yu hummed.

Seeing the peanut Fu Cizhou was holding, the other party smiled and stretched out his hand towards him.

-I want to say that I will love you just a little bit more.

- is always in your ear.

- Believe I will love you forever.

- Know that you will find out.

Fu Cizhou sat beside Zhu Yu and heard him hum the next two sentences indistinctly.

He picked up a peanut and looked at the screen: "Who do you love?"

The lights in the room were dim, and the peanuts made a cracking sound at the fingertips.

Zhu Yu raised his eyebrows and smiled happily.

"I love you."