Salted Toffee

Zhu Yu was in a daze after sending the message.

He looked at the following sentence that seemed to be a confession, and suddenly felt that this was not appropriate.

Click to withdraw.

-Depend on!I saw!

Zhu Yu gave a "tsk", threw the phone to the pillow, hugged the pillow and buried his face in it.

Did I fall asleep stupidly, what are you talking about?

The phone was still vibrating, Zhu Yu let out a muffled sound from his throat, and patted the quilt to pick it up to look at it.

- I wish Xiaoyu?

- you said that.

-Those who don’t know think it’s a confession.

Zhu Yu frowned, pressing his thumb on the phone screen until his fingernails turned white.

"I'm sick." He murmured in a low voice, but didn't know what to reply.

- don't be shy.

- Say something.

- angry?

- as if it were real.

"Is this person sick?" Zhu Yu couldn't hold back and cursed directly.

Why is Fu Cizhou's mouth like a trumpet, it doesn't disturb his ears or eyes.

But he spoke with a smile, as if he was slapsticking and complaining on weekdays, not really angry.

Also "really the same".

have what?What can there be?

What is he so angry about?Is it possible to really confess?

Pull it down.

In the past, Zhu Yu loved Fu Cizhou from time to time, but he had never seen him so sensitive.

Now the relationship between the two is getting better and better, and the other party has become a little girl, and she will talk to you about the three principles and five constants every time she touches her.

-You are sick.

He replied a message and completely threw the phone on the table.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Zhu Yu's phone started vibrating crazily on the table.

With messy hair on his head, he dawdled in the pillow for a while before reaching for his phone, squinting his eyes, and saw that it was more than half an hour before his alarm clock.

Fu Cizhou sent him a series of messages as if he had been possessed by an evil spirit.

Zhu Yu picked up the ones from yesterday, and started to look at the date from this morning.

- are you awake

- have breakfast.

- come to school?

-What to eat?

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Zhu Yu looked at the long grass emoticon that was circling in circles at the end, turned off his phone and continued to sleep.

It's just after six o'clock, and Fu Cizhou, who has always been ringing the class bell to go to school, didn't know what medicine he took wrong today, so he came to harass him early in the morning.

"Buzzing—"

The phone is still on.

Zhu Yu thumped the pillow angrily, took the phone and sent a voice message.

"Is something wrong with you?"

Then shut down and go to sleep.

On the other side, Fu Cizhou was rolling pancakes at the school gate.

He listened to Zhu Yu's scolding several times, and finally clicked the bookmark and listened to it again.

His voice was hoarse than usual when he just woke up, with irritability and shortness of breath.

Stuffy, like a kitten whose tail has been stepped on, waving its soft pads to play tricks on you.

Cute to die for.

Fu Cizhou imagined that Zhu Yu couldn't wake up now, and his heart almost melted into a puddle of water.

He looked up into the street next to the school, and resisted not rushing directly to the other party's house.

I want to see how Zhu Yu just woke up.

Fu Cizhou just thought about it casually, but after four or ten minutes, his wish seemed to come true.

Zhu Yu pressed the bell for early self-study and ran into the classroom, as if he had driven a hundred and eight thousand miles, and smashed himself into the bench.

"Fuck..." He lay down on the table and took a breath, "Fortunately, Old Chen didn't come."

Fu Cizhou threw the English book on the table and turned to look at him.

Zhu Yu's hair was messed up, and there were red marks on his face from the creases of the pillow.

The t-shirt is wrinkled and I don't even have the right pair of socks.

"I'll go," Wang Ying turned around, putting one arm on Zhu Yu's table, "My Yu, who scratched your hair?"

"Are you just getting up?" Fu Cizhou said with a smile.

Zhu Yu glanced at Fu Cizhou, raised his hand and scratched his hair: "Thanks to you."

He was annoyed by Fu Cizhou's noise in the morning, so he turned off his phone.

As a result, the alarm clock didn't ring, and it was seven o'clock when I woke up.

If it weren't for the biological clock that has been spontaneously formed in his body for so many years, he would still be sleeping at home right now.

There was a chuckle in his ear, Zhu Yu raised his eyelids, and the moment he met Fu Cizhou's gaze, his face was blocked by the other party's book.

He found that Fu Cizhou was in a good mood recently, and he didn't care too much about himself, as if he had won the lottery. He was a cheerful fool every day, and he liked to watch him smile when he was fine.

"The idiot son of the landlord's family." Zhu Yu's ears were a little burning, and he took out a small shark from the hole in the table and greeted the person's face.

The class representative started to lead the class to recite vocabulary, Zhu Yu lay down on the table, and looked sideways at the parasol tree outside the window.

Large expanses of emerald green foliage layer upon layer, covering dark branches that can only be seen in winter.

The air conditioner is not turned on for early self-study, but the early summer has already begun to be hot.

It's just that the sound of cicadas has not yet started, as if something is missing.

Zhu Yu stared out the window, listening to the drawling voice of the class reciting "Spring silkworms will not die until they die", feeling as if they have been memorizing for a semester.

"The wax torch turns into ashes and tears dry..." Zhu Yu followed up and read the second half of the sentence.

"Xiao Jing, but melancholy clouds change," Fu Cizhou's voice mixed with everyone's voices, "Ye Yin should feel the coldness of the moonlight."

"There is no way to go to Pengshan." Zhu Yu closed his eyes, "The blue bird is so attentive...to visit."

The extracurricular poems are already familiar to me, and I can continue to read the next poem without even thinking about it.

Because it's too familiar.

Repeatedly reciting several elective textbooks, even if it is just listening, it is enough to follow a few sentences.

"Old Chen didn't come today?!" Wang Ying said to Xu Chen.

The voice was very small, but Zhu Yu heard it.

"Isn't it good if you don't come?" Xu Chen responded, "Otherwise you will be criticized again."

"Yesterday's comprehensive science paper was so difficult... I can't write big physics questions."

"Ah... I have to write a newspaper in English again today, I'm so annoying."

"Why don't you turn on the air conditioner, it's so hot..."

The sound of the endorsement was mixed with a mess of complaints, talking about the little things in life.

Time stops here.

Such an absurd idea suddenly popped up in Zhu Yu's mind.

In a few days, the college entrance examination will be over, and they will be the oldest class in the school.

And by this time next year, it's time for them to leave.

Summer is not a good season.

Heat always comes with separation.

Suddenly, someone pinched the back of Zhu Yu's neck.

He shrank his head and clamped Fu Cizhou's fingers.

"Again?" Zhu Yu turned around and asked.

Fu Cizhou also bowed his waist. He was very close to Zhu Yu, and their heads were almost touching: "Wake up, Lao Chen is here."

The last exam for the second year of high school is scheduled for the end of June.

Nanhuai No. [-] Middle School strictly simulated the exam time and room arrangement of the college entrance examination, and took the exam for two full days.

After the exam, it is equivalent to a summer vacation, but this summer vacation is pitifully short, only three weeks to less than a month.

Zhu Yu didn't even take away the textbooks in the table hole, he only carried a few new May [-] subjects, and planned to start reviewing all subjects by himself.

He bored himself at home, but in just a few days, he had done most of his math.

On the last day of June, Zhu Qin woke up early and prepared to leave with his luggage.

Zhu Yu opened the door of his bedroom, held the door frame with his fingers, and stood there far away.

"Dad..." He called out, but said nothing else.

Seeing that Zhu was about to wake up, Zhu Qin put down his things and said, "Dad will be back on the [-]th."

Zhu Yu nodded lightly: "Be careful on the road."

Zhu Qin took out a few hundred dollars from his wallet and gave Zhu Yu: "You should eat well at home."

Zhu Yu squeezed the banknotes with his fingers: "Yes."

Zhu Qin repacked his wallet, looked at his son who was already taller than him, and hesitated to speak.

"Dad, you can go," Zhu Yu smiled stiffly, "I'm reviewing at home alone."

"Xiao Yu," Zhu Qin put his hand on Zhu Yu's shoulder, and then patted it, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, you are already very good."

Zhu Yuqing frowned, but soon relaxed: "Yes."

Zhu Qin dropped his hand and patted his arm again: "Let's go."

With a "click", the anti-theft door was closed.

Zhu Yu bowed his head, rolled up a corner of the banknote with his fingers, and unfolded it again.

July is here.

Compared with Zhu Yu reviewing mathematics at home, Fu Cizhou's June vacation is much more arrogant.

After he asked Zhu Yu to go out to no avail, he played wildly with his former friends.

It's just that I didn't have a good time playing, and I always thought about Zhu Yu in my heart, and wanted to come back after only a few days of playing.

July [-]rd is Zhu Yu's birthday, he still remembers it.

I specially bought a bunch of messy things from outside, and then picked and picked at home, and chose a few of the best ones for future use.

In order to surprise the other party, he has not contacted Zhu Yu for several days.

But what makes people sad is that Zhu Yu didn't pay attention to him these days.

The two people who had a good relationship at first seemed to go back to their original form as soon as the summer vacation was over.

Fu Cizhou had a heart attack for a few days, but in the end he couldn't find it, and he persisted until July [-]rd.

Stuck at zero, send a "Happy Birthday" first.

He waited for this moment for a long time, and he was a little restless, wishing to receive Zhu Yu's happy reply immediately.

He guessed that the other party would sigh "Master, I thought you forgot me", and then ask him for a gift with the cheek.

When the time comes, he will keep his mouth shut and not tell him, and vent his anger from the previous few days with hunger.

But unexpectedly, Zhu Yu did not respond.

Fu Cizhou waited for more than an hour, but still did not reply.

It was not good to call directly at one or two o'clock in the night. Fu Cizhou fell asleep for a few hours full of worries. When he woke up and saw that Zhu Yu still hadn't replied, he called directly.

No one answered the phone, he felt something was wrong, so he set off to visit Zhu Yu's house.

There was no response after knocking on the courtyard door several times. Fu Cizhou became anxious and shouted a few more times outside.

If it wasn't for the owner of the breakfast stall on the roadside saying that he saw Zhu Yu go out early in the morning, Fu Cizhou would have jumped over the wall to call the police.

Zhu Yu goes out without a mobile phone?

Where did he go?

Fu Cizhou's mind was in a mess, and he suddenly thought of the December that Zhu Yu blurted out when he was asked about his birthday in Yuanzhou half a year ago. He vaguely felt that today was not as simple as he imagined.

Maybe July [-]rd is not Zhu Yu's birthday at all.

Fu Cizhou went directly to Zhu Qin's clinic.

He asked the nurse on duty to ask for Zhu Qin's phone number, but after the communication, Zhu Qin comforted Fu Cizhou not to worry.

But why not worry.

"Uncle," Fu Cizhou tried to suppress the emotions that were about to explode, trying to make his voice sound polite, "Aren't you afraid that something will happen to him?"