Salted Toffee

Fu Cizhou's words were so true that Zhu Yu was stunned.

"Okay," he said happily, "I'll kill you all."

The black line on Fu Cizhou's forehead: "Fuck you, you idiot."

People are shameless and invincible in the world, and he can understand the meaning of this sentence now.

Zhu Yu is a shameless person, so he can brag about in front of him every day.

It's a shame to talk to this kind of person.

"Say it again if you have the ability, I will record it." Zhu Yu got up and was about to pick up his phone, but suddenly remembered that his phone had been in someone's pocket for a long time.

"Alas..." He sighed, happiness came and went quickly.

"Go take a shower." Fu Cizhou urged him.

"I'm too sleepy." Zhu Yu started to feel lazy.

"You've been asleep for four or ten minutes, are you still sleepy?"

"What's four 10 minutes? I need to sleep for four hundred minutes"

Fu Cizhou glanced at him, but still didn't continue talking.

Zhu Yu himself was bored by himself for a while, and lowered his head to smell the smell on his body: "Do I stink? Let me take a bath?"

"Smelly," Fu Cizhou sniffed exaggeratedly, "It smells like instant noodles on the train."

He was in a hurry before, so he didn't pay attention to it. Later, seeing that Zhu Yu was really sleepy, he didn't mention it.

But right now, Fu Cizhou couldn't bear to lie in bed with him.

"Oh, then wash it up," Zhu Yu propped himself up, and shook his head in front of Fu Cizhou like a dog, "Is it the smell of braised beef or old sauerkraut?"

"It's me who can kill you with a single slap," Fu Cizhou pressed Zhu Yu's hair and pushed him aside, "Get out of here!"

He got up and went to the bathroom to run water for Zhu Yu: "Are you taking a bath or taking a bath?"

Zhu Yu's footsteps were very light, and he jumped out of bed: "Let's take a bath, I'll pass out after soaking in the bath."

With the sound of water splashing a few times, Fu Cizhou came out of the bathroom shaking the water drops on his hands.

Zhu Yu sat by the bed, shaking his torn schoolbag over and over again.

"This idiot thief, I stole all my underwear?" Zhu Yu was almost dumbfounded, "I took two with me when I went out, pretending to be together, and they were all gone."

"Fuck?" Fu Cizhou also laughed, "Male thief and female thief?"

"Be a human being," Zhu Yu threw his schoolbag on the ground, "Do you think it's okay if I don't change my underwear?"

"Aren't you uncomfortable?" Fu Cizhou dug out a new pair from the closet and threw it at Zhu Yu's face, "I'm really convinced, are you a fucking pig?"

Zhu Yu didn't get angry when he was scolded, he grabbed his underwear in his hands, and went to take a shower.

He just cleaned himself up before going out, and he was bored on the train all day.But people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and would rather sleep on someone else's bed, so let's take a bath obediently.

It only takes a few minutes to take a combat bath. After staying in the room for a long time, the temperature rises, and it is not cold at all.

Zhu Yu dried her hair, stepped out of the bathroom without touching the floor, and jumped on the bed while stepping on Fu Cizhou's slippers.

"Are you a monkey?" Fu Cizhou stopped his waist.The teenager's abdomen was tight and he was still holding his breath.

"Sleep, sleep, sleep..." Zhu Yu covered the quilt and kicked his legs to cover it.

Fu Cizhou took his clothes: "Where's the underwear you changed? Have you washed it?"

"I'll take it home," Zhu Yu's voice was muffled under the quilt, "Why are you so concerned about my underpants?!"

"I'm so concerned!" Fu Cizhou walked into the bathroom cursing, "I think you're dirty!"

Zhu Yu turned over in the bed and rubbed his head on the pillow vigorously: "Master, do you want to change the sheets and quilt cover after I'm gone?"

There was the sound of water in the bathroom, and Fu Cizhou responded, "You are quite self-aware."

Zhu Yu held his breath in his heart and kicked the quilt.

Once a person's mouth is idle, he will be sleepy even if he is not sleepy in bed.

He yawned, wanting to sleep but not daring to sleep.

What if I dream again?What if you talk in your sleep?

It's okay to be alone at home, but now with Fu Cizhou, it's a little bit of a concern.

In the hospital corridor, he still remembered what Fu Cizhou said, and he also remembered the feeling of being held on the back of his feet.

The sun was very good today, Fu Cizhou carried him out of the hospital, and then carried him back home.

Zhu Yu's WeChat nickname is a simple little fish, but he never thought that this word could come out of Fu Cizhou's mouth.

I don't know whether the other party hit it by mistake or had paid attention earlier, but it is undeniable that those words have entered Zhu Yu's heart.

Zhu Yu turned over and buried her face in the pillow.

Nobody ever said that to him.

After Fu Cizhou came out of the shower, Zhu Yu had already fallen asleep. The young man who had been fussing for a long time finally settled down, and he was embedded in the quilt obediently.

With a bath towel on his shoulders, his hair hadn't been blown yet, he came out and circled around the bed, saw that Zhu Yu was sleeping, and went back to the bathroom.

Although this person likes to argue with him all the time, but for some reason, he feels a little worried when he doesn't hear Zhu Yu's words, so he must come out and take a look at the first time.

Zhu Yu had just used the hair dryer, and put it in a drawer after being wound up with wires.

Fu Cizhou took it out, hesitated before opening it, and put it back again.

Someone is sleeping outside.

Fu Cizhou's hair is short and extremely hard. When it was first cut, it felt like a small brush on the back of the ear and neck, and it was easy to dry.

So he especially likes to rub Zhu Yu's hair.

The hair growing on that little head was different from his, soft and thin, and more comfortable to touch.

After half-doing it and returning to the bed, Fu Cizhou relaxed his movements and glanced at his phone, it was just around two o'clock.

He has the habit of taking a nap, but it's time to wake up.

But Zhu Yu was sleeping, and when the curtains were drawn, the room was dark, giving people a feeling that time was out of order and they could sleep a little longer.

Anyway, idle is idle, just sleep for a while.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, when Fu Cizhou woke up again, the room was pitch black, as if a century had passed.

Zhu Yu was curled up beside the bed, his legs curled up, his waist arched, his whole body was like a shrimp, with half of his head hanging out of the bed.

Not only that, but he was still rolled up with the quilt, as if he was afraid of the cold, even if he was covered in sweat, he refused to let go.

"Hey," Fu Cizhou pulled the quilt and called him hoarsely, "it fell."

Zhu Yu didn't wake up, but curled up even more.

"What's wrong," Fu Cizhou muttered, and went straight to grab Zhu Yu's shoulder, "I've been sleeping all afternoon, get up and eat!"

It may be that his volume was louder than before, Zhu Yu trembled suddenly when his body was touched, and shivered.

Almost as a conditioned reflex, he subconsciously raised his arms to protect himself.

A rapid inhalation sound was like a leaf falling into the strong wind. Fu Cizhou didn't hear it clearly, so he was ignored.

The lights were not turned on in the room, but he caught the fleeting fear.

"What's wrong?" He immediately took his hand away and pressed it against the head of the bed.

Zhu Yu seemed to realize who the person next to him was, and the arms in front of him tightened and hugged his head.

There was a slight breathing sound, followed by a long sigh of relief.

"I'm dreaming." Zhu Yu's voice was hoarse than Fu Cizhou's.

"Nightmare?" Fu Cizhou pulled the quilt, but still didn't touch him, "Sleep in it, don't fall."

Zhu Yu stayed by the bed for a while, and then slowly moved into the bed.

His arms still covered his face, and he stayed there for a moment before pressing his eyes hard with his palms.

Fu Cizhou turned on his phone to check the time, it was now 04:30 in the afternoon.

I can go to grandma's house for dinner in a while.

"What did you dream about?" Fu Cizhou turned on the wall lamp in front of the bed, and seeing that Zhu Yu seemed to be back to normal, he stretched out his hand to rub his messy hair like petting a dog.

Zhu Yu closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, and turned his back to him.

Talking nonsense, there must be something wrong here.

But Zhu Yu didn't want to say it, and he couldn't get it out of his mouth.

Fu Cizhou's fingers circled around Zhu Yu's hair, and scratched the back of his head: "Go away, monsters?"

Zhu Yu smiled slightly.

Does not want to talk, refuses to communicate, but can laugh.

Fu Cizhou is like a silly dog, he wants to laugh whenever he speaks.

"What are you laughing at?" Fu Cizhou leaned over and stretched his neck to scratch Zhu Yu's face, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Get up," Zhu Yu raised his arms and pressed against his chest, "don't press me down."

If you speak, you will quarrel, if you touch your body, you will fight.

This seems to have become the daily life of Zhu Yu and Fu Cizhou.

The two pushed each other, scratched their hair and poked their chins, and finally twisted into a ball, and fell off the bed together with a "clang".

The fighting was fierce, and no one was spared, even the pillows and quilts.

"You seem to have some serious illness!?"

Zhu Yu landed on his buttocks, his calves still resting on the edge of the bed, and he never forgot to curse loudly even though he was hurting from the fall.

The crimson color at the end of his eyes mixed into his jet-black hair, and his light-colored lips opened and closed, cutting people's hearts like a knife.

Fu Cizhou pressed him and fell down, and suddenly there was a violent "thumping" heartbeat in the eardrums.

He remembered that when he first met Zhu Yu, he was wearing a sun hat, bright yellow, like a sunflower.

"Are you sick?" He pressed the floor next to Zhu Yu's face, barely supporting his upper body, "My heart is beating so fast."

Zhu Yu lay under him and covered his left chest with his hand: "I said that I don't get sick so easily."

He was lying on his back, his bangs spread out on his forehead, revealing a frown.

The next second, Zhu Yu raised his hand and put his palm on Fu Cizhou's heart.

Fu Cizhou lowered his head and watched the bony hand cover his left chest.

Through a thin layer of clothing, it seems to be able to feel a clear touch.

"Master," Zhu Yu said with some hesitation in his eyes, "Yes...are you sick?"