Salted Toffee

He wants to talk to whoever he likes every day, and Fu Cizhou feels that Zhu Yu's words are connoting himself.

Although he wanted to talk to Zhu Yu every day, he did talk to Zhu Yu.

But this is not what he wants. During the winter vacation, the two of them didn't talk every day.

Not everyone is as shameless as Zhu Yu, who likes and loves before they have anything else.

"Stop smiling with me." He wiped away Zhu Yu's face, pressed his fingers across his forehead, and gently curled them up.

"If you don't do this to you, you say I don't give you good looks," Zhu Yu dragged Fu Cizhou back to the playground, "I'm going to compete in a while, come and watch?"

Fu Cizhou was taken away by Zhu Yu, and he had to say something reluctantly: "What's so interesting about kicking shuttlecocks?"

Shuttlecock kicking is indeed nothing to watch, there are no people in the competition venue, and it is like a brother and sister to the rope skipping next door, and they are also ignored.

Each athlete class is randomly assigned a watchman who is responsible for all kinds of chores during the athlete's competition.

Zhu Yu's watchman had been waiting here for a long time, and seeing the other party's late arrival, he almost didn't cry.

"You are the only one missing!" The other party hurriedly fished Zhu Yu over, "Hurry up and report to the referee!"

Standing in the crowd outside, Fu Cizhou watched Zhu Yu take off his coat.

He had a number plate pinned to his back, and kicked a shuttlecock to make it quite formal.

Zhu Yu was in the second group, and the first group only played for a few minutes.

The jumping rope next door at least made some movement, and there was no other meaning besides the sound of the shuttlecock kicking the shuttlecock.

Fu Cizhou looked away boredly, scanned the crowd casually, and saw Chu Yao standing one meter away.

Why is it this girl again?

It's terrible, I don't want anything.

Chu Yao felt Fu Cizhou's gaze, and met his eyes when she raised her head.

The little girl smiled politely, then avoided the other party and went a little farther away.

Fu Cizhou's unhappiness piled up several times in his heart, and he didn't understand what Chu Yao meant.

avoid him?Or go to Zhu Yu behind his back?

Fu Cizhou walked towards Chu Yao with his ghostly thoughts, and saw that Chu Yao really went to look for Zhu Yu.

"Come on your game!"

A few meters away, Chu Yao cheered Zhu Yu up with a bottle of mineral water: "I have water here, do you want to drink it?"

oh fuck...

Fu Cizhou felt that his home had been stolen.

"No," Zhu Yu smiled and waved his hands, "Thank you."

Fu Cizhou immediately went back to the rest point of the first shift and brought a bottle of mineral water.

When they turned back again, the game had already started, and the five people in the group started kicking shuttlecocks side by side.

Zhu Yu didn't play fast. Fu Cizhou probably counted sixty or seventy of them.

He originally thought that this was quite a lot, but it turned out that everyone else was up to [-], and Zhu Yu didn't even make it to the preliminary round.

"You are just running with me." Fu Cizhou sighed.

"I'm a high-end escort," Zhu Yu corrected him, "Xu Chen can kick 1 kicks in a minute."

The two finished laughing at others very tastelessly, then packed up their things and prepared to leave.

Fu Cizhou stuffed the mineral water in his hand into Zhu Yu's arms: "Drink."

Zhu Yu stuffed it back again: "I'm not thirsty."

Fu Cizhou scanned the crowd from the corner of his eye. Although he couldn't find Chu Yao, he still unscrewed the mineral water and forced it to Zhu Yu's mouth: "Drink if you're not thirsty."

"What's wrong?" Zhu Yu had no choice but to take a sip, "I can't finish drinking, why waste this bottle of water?"

"I'll drink it if I can't finish it," Fu Cizhou brought the water bottle over, raised his head and downed half of it, "Isn't this going to be a waste?"

They all drank from the mouth of the bottle, and Master Fu, who loves cleanliness, did not dislike him.

"Crazy," Zhu Yu looked at him and smiled, "What's wrong with you?"

Fu Cizhou tapped Zhu Yu's shoulder with a bottle: "You never see me right."

The two walked shoulder to shoulder and walked back to the rest point, only to see that there were only two or three people in the place where there were many people.

"Where did everyone go?" Zhu Yu asked.

Qin Xiaoshan twisted his body: "Let's all watch the women's sprint."

Zhu Yu said "hmm", "Why don't you go?"

Qin Xiaoshan waved his mobile phone: "Playing games."

The boys have a big heart between them. Yesterday they were having a fight because of a word, but today they acted like nothing happened.

"Are you going to see it?" Fu Cizhou asked Zhu Yu.

"Whatever," Zhu Yu ran to look over there, "it's all right anyway."

What he meant was to take a look, but Fu Cizhou insisted on interpreting it in another way. He put his arms around Zhu Yu's shoulders and said, "Then don't look at it."

"Huh?" Zhu Yu really didn't understand Fu Cizhou's brain circuit.

Fu Cizhou put him on the chair: "I'll teach you how to play games."

In fact, Zhu Yu is not very interested in games, but he has never been exposed to these since he was a child, so he is curious to see what it is.

Fu Cizhou was very enthusiastic about this, he pulled Zhu Yu to download the game, and excitedly introduced the gameplay and rules to him.

Zhu Yu looked at Fu Cizhou as an idiot, and the game was already interesting before he even played it.

"Is this fun?" he asked.

"It's okay," Fu Cizhou said, "Look at your teammates."

"I'm afraid I'll piss you off when I play," Zhu Yu tried to operate by himself, "You can't scold me."

"Don't scold, don't scold, you play support, I will take you." Fu Cizhou is now completely disregarding life and games. He sees Zhu Yu playing games with downcast eyes beside him, and he feels very comfortable.

The two played a few rounds, Zhu Yu gradually figured out the routine, and began to consciously cooperate with Fu Cizhou to kill the opponent.

"Okay, this hand is easy to control." Fu Cizhou took a few heads away with a face, wishing he could hold Zhu Yu in his arms and kiss him.

Zhu Yu lowered his head and laughed, and then he fell down laughing and leaned his head on Fu Cizhou's shoulder: "The opponent is too good."

"The game is fun." Fu Cizhou moved his shoulders.

"Yeah, it's fun." Zhu Yu quickly agreed.

"From now on, you can play whatever you want," Fu Cizhou raised his hand and rubbed Zhu Yu's head, "I'll take you to play."

Zhu Yu dragged out his voice, "Huh?", then suddenly straightened up and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to talk," Fu Cizhou withdrew his hand and continued to play with his phone, "Is there anything you like to do? You can call me to join you if you want to do it someday."

Zhu Yu stared at the phone screen without speaking, and didn't know what was going on in his mind.

"I don't know what I like." Zhu Yu frowned, seeming a little confused.

Fu Cizhou's heart twitched, he took a breath, and tried to make his voice sound the same as before: "It's not urgent, you take your time."

"I really want to go to see the sea," Zhu Yu said. "It rains heavily in summer, so I just get wet on the beach."

Fu Cizhou laughed: "What kind of hobby is this?"

"It's not a hobby, is it?" Zhu Yu also laughed, "Just think about it that way."

Suddenly asked what he likes, Zhu Yu couldn't say anything for a while.

But when it comes to what he wants, he is the first to think of the airplane model that Zhong Yan bought for Fu Cizhou.

After so many years, this "wanting" more has become an obsession.

For children's playthings, it is better to buy one on the street than six or seven years ago.

But what he can't get is always in turmoil. If Zhu Yu doesn't have it, he wants it.

"Think about it." Fu Cizhou pushed the opposite crystal, and the logo of victory was displayed on the screen.

He put the phone away, and went to rub Zhu Yu's hair again like an addiction.

Zhu Yu shook his head and looked up at him.

"Wait for this summer vacation," Fu Cizhou put his hand on Zhu Yu's back and stroked it up and down, "Let's see the sea when there is a heavy rainstorm."

The sports meeting ended perfectly on the third day.

Class One is far ahead with an absolute advantage of 126 points, 2 points behind No.24.

"You got a point just for kicking the shuttlecock like that," Fu Cizhou thought it was funny, "As expected of Lao Chen, he made mandatory requirements."

"Shouldn't you praise Yuan Yixia?" Zhu Yu corrected Fu Cizhou, "As expected of the Sports Committee, a single person scored more than 40 points."

"You don't even know," Fu Cizhou laughed, "He's as tired as a dog."

Everyone was still queuing up on the playground and waiting for the school leader to finish his speech. Yuan Yixia heard Fu Cizhou arrange himself behind him, and he came over to scratch people as soon as he stretched out his arms.

Fu Cizhou held Zhu Yu's shoulders, and blocked him forward: "I praise you, why can't you tell good or bad things."

"Pull you down, what kind of good things have you said?" Yuan Yixia changed places with others, and quarreled with Fu Cizhou after Zhu Yu.

"Don't take me with you when you two are fighting!" Zhu Yu was caught in the middle, suffering so much that he ducked out when he saw the right opportunity.

Fu Cizhou had sharp eyes and quick hands, and as soon as he pulled Zhu Yu over, he hugged him: "Where are you going!"

The fighting between the boys was chaotic and illogical. Halfway through the fight, a group of people might start fighting.

In the end, he joined the battle for no reason, pushed around, and talked with a smile.

This movement alarmed Lao Chen, he worked tirelessly across the crowd, and slapped each of these bastards on the back one by one.

"Just be quiet for me!"

Zhu Yu immediately stood up straight, and the back row of the line became quiet again.

"Damn it, old Chen has really strong hands." Fu Cizhou's left arm was still around Zhu Yu, and the other right hand rubbed his back for him.

Zhu Yu was strangled by him, raised his chin and just put the back of his head on Fu Cizhou's shoulder: "Why are you rubbing me?"

"Doesn't this hurt for you?" Fu Cizhou said.

"I'm sorry, Lao Chen didn't hit me." Zhu Yu grinned and leaned back, almost putting all his weight on Fu Cizhou.

The boy's hair was soft, rubbing against his neck like a ball of fluff.

"It's not been a day or two since Lao Chen was biased." Fu Cizhou's hand ran down Zhu Yu's back, grabbing his side and pinching him, "I see you're going to be frightened."

Zhu Yu rolled up like a shrimp in an instant, bent his arm reflexively, and stabbed his elbow behind him.

"Fuck," Fu Cizhou was hit in the chest by him, and he took a half step back in pain, "Why did you hit so hard?"

"Don't touch my waist," Zhu Yu laughed out of breath, "I'm very itchy there."

It's okay if I wish Yu didn't say anything. After saying this, Fu Cizhou directly pinned him down on the ground and grabbed him by the waist and pinched him fiercely.

There are not so many people in the last row of the line, the grass is dry, and the fights can be let go.

Zhu Yu arched his body to protect his waist, feeling like he was dying of laughter: "Fu Cizhou, I can't do it."

Fu Cizhou pressed his thigh, leaned down and said, "Be quiet, Lao Chen will come again in a while."

"Just don't scratch me!" Zhu Yu went straight up, trying to push Fu Cizhou away, "Why are you so annoying? I even said I was itchy..."

Fu Cizhou dodged sideways, raised his hand and grabbed Zhu Yu's ankle.

The boy's bones were hard, and his ankles hurt his hands.

He suddenly thought of several months of winter vacation, and Zhu Yu came out of the shower after taking a shower.

Her porcelain-white skin was steaming with heat, her ankles were bare/bare, and drops of water were falling.

Just like it appeared in a dream, people can't help but want to cover it with their fingers.

"Fuck! You guys are so exciting!"

Wang Ying poked his head out from the end of the line.

"I want to play too!"