Salted Toffee

Wang Ying usually likes to play behind Fu Cizhou, and it's the same this time. He happily went over and wanted to get involved.

It's just that it was obviously wrong to insert this foot, and Fu Cizhou was so upset that Wang Ying was not pleasing to his eyes for half a month.

Wang Ying tried to save himself, and shouted "I'm more than I am" so happily, Zhu Yu couldn't figure out Master Fu's temper, so he tried to analyze it but was overheard by Fu Cizhou.

"Who's Missy?"

Fu Cizhou bowed his waist, almost pouring his own voice into Zhu Yu's ears.

Zhu Yu was so excited that he almost turned the table over.

"I was in a bad mood that day?"

"I have a weird temper?"

"Miss? Who are you calling?"

Fu Cizhou pinched the back of his neck behind him, like pinching a mischievous kitten.

"Who--" Zhu Yu shrank his neck and clamped Fu Cizhou's hand, "pinched the nape of my fate?"

Fu Cizhou rubbed his hands against his neck: "Your father."

"Dad, I was wrong." Zhu Yu turned around and said pitifully.

Do what you can't do, admit your mistake No.1.

I made a mistake in my mouth, I dare to do it next time.

Fu Cizhou eats soft but not hard, Zhu Yu seems to be born to restrain him, which makes people feel uneasy.

"Shameless and skinless," Fu Cizhou tugged at his face, "Speechless."

This kind of state where several people dislike each other but everyone except Wang Ying enjoys it lasted until the eve of May [-]st.

Fu Cizhou said something round and round, meaning to let them come out to play together on the third day of the holiday.

Wang Ying agreed directly regardless of 21.

Zhu Yu nodded while lying on the table: "What's the matter?"

Fu Cizhou picked up the textbook and hit Zhu Yu on the head, got up and informed Yuan Yixia at the next table.

"It's a good thing I didn't ask." Wang Yingshun rubbed his chest, "Or would I have to be beaten too?"

"He doesn't hit you," Zhu Yu pulled the textbook off and put it back on the table, "he only hits me."

May 0503rd is Fu Cizhou's birthday, and [-] is his phone unlock code.

When Zhu Yu borrowed Fu Cizhou's mobile phone back then, he asked casually, I always remembered it, and I haven't forgotten it now.

"So it's my birthday," Wang Ying suddenly realized, "Why didn't Old Fu just say it?"

"Probably because I don't want you to give gifts," Zhu Yu guessed, "Isn't he just like that?"

"Then do you want to send it?" Wang Ying asked.

"Give it up," Zhu Yu rested his chin on one hand and tilted his head to count the questions, "otherwise he really thinks I forgot."

Wang Ying couldn't understand: "You clearly remember, why do you pretend not to remember?"

Zhu Yu pursed his lips and smiled, then lowered his voice and said, "Intentionally annoy him."

"Why are you mad at him?" Wang Ying still didn't understand, "Is it comfortable to suffer this?"

Zhu Yu thought for a few seconds: "Don't you think it's cute for the young master to be angry?"

Wang Ying seemed to have seen a ghost: "A cute ghost?"

Zhu Yu waved his hands and smiled lightly: "You don't understand."

Wang Ying didn't understand. He probably wouldn't understand why Fu Cizhou was so cute when he was angry.

But Zhu Yu knows that he likes to watch Fu Cizhou laugh or dance because of himself, just like today's trivial matter, the other party is furious because he didn't remember his birthday.

Don't be a master, miss.

Zhu Yu wants to laugh.

He wanted to laugh when he thought of Fu Cizhou.

The fifth release lasted for three days, of which two days were spent on weekends.

Probably because the Education Bureau has been very tight recently, the school didn't secretly make up lessons.

Zhu Yu slept for a day and a night, feeling refreshed and comfortable.

Bored in bed at night, he turned on his mobile phone and saw that besides Fu Cizhou's information, he also had an additional discussion group, and the messages in it were directly 99+.

After simply looking through the chat records, it turned out that it was a temporary discussion group established by Wang Ying to discuss what birthday gift to give Fu Cizhou.

At that time, he casually said something to Wang Ying, and this person immediately pulled him out of a discussion group.

It works.

Zhu Yu closed his eyes and sent a series of ellipses.

Pharaoh: I am!You are finally bubbling, think about what the old Fu might want recently?

Zhu Yu thought about it and typed a line.

Fish: The latest switch.

Old Wang: ...

Lao Wang: Sell me.

What could Fu Cizhou want?

Young master, don't you want something?

Zhu Yu tapped his chin and sighed.

Fish: The old master didn't tell you because he didn't want you to give something. If you insisted on giving it, he might not be happy.

Zhu Yu's words are reasonable, Fu Cizhou is that kind of carefree character.

If you don't lack anything, you don't want it. Birthdays are nothing more than having fun together. Anyway, the young master doesn't lack the money for that meal.

The group started to discuss whether or not to give gifts, Zhu Yu quit and clicked on Fu Cizhou's dialog box.

-What are you doing?

- can't get out?

- Just passing by the school.

-[picture]

Zhu Yu clicked on the big picture, it was a photo of Zhu Yu's alley next to the school.

The message was sent after nine o'clock in the morning, and I didn't know where Fu Cizhou could pass by the school in the morning, so I went to his house to take a photo.

The corners of his lips raised unconsciously, Zhu Yu grabbed his hair and sat up, ready to go to the bathroom to wash his face.

- Master, I just woke up.

Fu Cizhou didn't reply, Zhu Yu put the phone in his pocket, yawned and left the bedroom.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening after washing and changing clothes, and Zhu Qin hadn't come back yet.

After struggling for a long time, Zhu Yu decided to go to the clinic and buy some dinner.

He took an apple out of the courtyard, but Fu Cizhou's message hadn't been sent yet.

Zhu Yu thought that the young master was angry again, so he lowered his head and poked his phone to apologize to him.

- I'm really sleeping.

- Master, are you angry?

He took a bite of the apple, watched Wang Ying and the others swipe the screen in the discussion group, and finally came up with a plan - a group of people chipped in to buy a cake for Fu Cizhou.

Zhu Yu thought this was very good, and sent two thumbs up.

Lao Wang: Then I can go buy it?

Zhu Yu paused, not understanding how such a transparent fringe figure like himself could be picked out.

Lao Wang: You play well, and you know what Lao Fu likes best.

The following series followed the trend +1, and Zhu Yu was in a delicate mood after seeing it.

He doesn't know what Fu Cizhou likes. To be honest, he still thinks that Fu Cizhou doesn't like cakes.

But they played well, it's true.

Zhu Yu ate the last bite of the apple and threw the core into the trash can.

Fish: OK, I'll take a look tomorrow.

The matter settled down, the group paused for a while, and after Zhu Yu bought a pancake, Fu Cizhou's message finally came.

- i get angry easily

- I was taking a shower just now.

Zhu Yu took a bite of the pancake, it was crispy and had the fragrance of eggs.

I feel better.

- Master, you love cleanliness.

He lived with Fu Cizhou for only one night. Fu Cizhou was either taking a bath or thought he was dirty.

The young master is the young master, I wish him a good night's sleep, and wash his face and brush his teeth when he wakes up.

It can't be compared at all.

-Sleep all day like you?Are you a pig?

Zhu Yu pursed her lips and smiled "chi chi".

- I'm out and about and about to visit my dad's clinic.

- When you said that, I remembered something.

-I have a little cold recently.

Zhu Yu looked up and crossed the street.

Then continue typing.

- come and see

-OK.

Zhu Yu asked a strange "Huh?", always feeling that Fu Cizhou's response was a little too fast.

It's like fucking waiting for myself to say this sentence.

Although Zhu Yu thought so, there was no evidence, so he let it go.

As a result, when he arrived at the place, he saw a crowd of people with colds, fevers and hanging water in the clinic, and suddenly felt that he was thinking too much.

It is easy to get sick during the change of seasons between spring and summer, especially Fu Cizhou, who wears short sleeves when others still wear sweaters, and catches a cold sooner or later.

Zhu Yu entered the clinic, and Zhu Qin was a little surprised at his arrival.

"I, let me take a look. Do you want to eat? I bought you a pancake." Zhu Yu lowered his head and didn't take the pancake he was carrying. "If you don't want to eat it, I will eat it."

"Eat less pickles." Zhu Qin still held the thermometer in his hand, and glanced at Zhu Yu hastily, "Put it on the table in my lounge."

Zhu Yu felt much better, and hurriedly slipped to the lounge to put down the pancakes, and then lingered in the clinic, refusing to leave.

"What else are you doing?" Zhu Qin asked again, "Don't stay here, you caught a cold."

"I have a friend who has a cold." Zhu Yu rubbed his nose, his voice was a little low, "He will come and see you later."

"Is the water hanging?" Zhu Qin asked, "There are no seats in the clinic."

"Eat, take your medicine," Zhu Yu didn't have the nerve to insist on staying, "It should be enough to prescribe some cold medicine."

Zhu Qin asked the nurse sister to bring Zhu Yu some cold medicine and Banlangen.

In fact, it's the same as the ones you get at the big pharmacies on the roadside. The only difference between Zhu Yu's medicines at his own clinic is that you don't need money.

Wandering around outside the clinic with cold medicine in hand, Zhu Yu waited for ten minutes before seeing Fu Cizhou.

"Master!" His eyes lit up, and he hurriedly walked towards the other party.

Fu Cizhou was walking straight ahead, but when he heard Zhu Yu calling him, he paused and looked sideways.

"Didn't you see me? I'm such an adult." Zhu Yu smiled, carrying a plastic bag like an idiot.

"You're standing behind the tree." Fu Cizhou also walked towards him, looked at Zhu Yu with a smile, and then laughed, "Can ghosts see?"

But it was only a day, but Zhu Yu seemed to have not seen Fu Cizhou for a long time, with the excitement of reuniting after a long absence.

"Have you had your hair cut?" He looked left and right at Fu Cizhou, "It's shaved to a regular size."

Fu Cizhou touched his head: "How is it?"

"It's okay, very energetic," Zhu Yu gave Fu Cizhou the cold medicine in his hand, "I got it for you from my dad, and there is no place for him to hang the water."

Fu Cizhou took the bag without looking at it: "Anything is fine."

"Do you really have a cold?" Zhu Yu raised his hand and touched Fu Cizhou's forehead, "Why do I think you lied to me?"

Fu Cizhou leaned back, Zhu Yu's hand caught up, and finally covered the opponent's forehead.

"Is it hot?" Fu Cizhou pursed his lips, and licked the seam of his lips with the tip of his tongue.

"What's hot for a cold?" Zhu Yu withdrew his hand and murmured, "Me too, what's for a cold?"

"You plot against me." Fu Cizhou concluded.

"Pull it down," Zhu Yu bumped into him, "Master, why don't you just come and get some cold medicine?"

Fu Cizhou and Zhu Yu were together, and they walked side by side on the main road in a very tacit understanding.

"I haven't eaten dinner yet," Fu Cizhou said, "I'm very hungry now."

"Eat pancakes?" Zhu Yu suggested, "Or eat leek boxes?"

"Eat something else, what do you want?" Fu Cizhou hooked Zhu Yu's shoulder, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Zhu Yu had just filled a pancake in his stomach, but he said boldly, "I didn't eat it."

"It's just right," Fu Cizhou patted Zhu Yu's shoulder, "There is a restaurant that is very delicious, and I will take you to try the dishes today!"