Salted Toffee

Zhu Yu fell asleep half-dream and half-awake before he came back to his senses, ran out in a hurry to open the door for someone, and was scolded as an idiot.

This matter is not good for anyone, let alone Zhu Yu is in a bad mood today.

"Who are you calling stupid?" He broke Fu Cizhou's shoulders, took a breath, and was about to scold back when he saw a pair of red eyes.

"Damn it..." Zhu Yu was dumbfounded, "What's wrong with you?"

"My eyes are lost." Fu Cizhou raised his hand and rubbed his eyes with a hoarse voice.

"What kind of evil wind can blind both eyes?" Zhu Yu was a little bit unbelievable.

"Can't you?" Fu Cizhou's tone was quite harsh.

His eyes were red, and even his eyelids were slightly pink, as if he had pink eye disease, full of shame and anger.

"All right, all right," Zhu Yu hurriedly followed the young master's words, "It's such a sunny day, how can you still be so dazzled? Did you come chasing after the bus exhaust?"

Fu Cizhou frowned, and pushed Zhu Yu into the room: "It's sunny and sunny. Didn't you read the weather forecast? It will rain heavily at night."

At noon in July, it was so hot that Fu Cizhou ran all the way over, sweating all over his body.

Zhu Yu was quite surprised, and turned his head to look back at him: "Heavy rainstorm, is it real or not?"

"Aren't you going to see it yourself?" Fu Cizhou kicked his shoes into the room, and rushed into Zhu Yu's room, but the air conditioner hadn't been turned on yet.

The pedestal fan buzzed beside the bed, shaking his head, and the wind blowing out was hot.

"I'll go, don't you turn on the air conditioner in your house this day?" Fu Cizhou was dumbfounded, "How about you take a sauna?"

"I'm not hot." Zhu Yu crossed out the yellow rainstorm warning on his phone, went to the table and opened the drawer to take out the remote control of the air conditioner inside. "But there is still a rainstorm today."

With a beep, Zhu Yu turned on the air conditioner.

The fan blades lifted slowly, making a movement louder than the fan's sound.

Fu Cizhou straddled the stool in front of the desk, looked up at the faintly yellow hanging air conditioner on the wall: "Where did this air conditioner in your house come from as an antique?"

"The People's Republic of China," Zhu Yu bent down and straightened his bed, "It's not bad for you to brag about it, it's just for you."

"I'm so delicate," Fu Cizhou tugged at his collar and fanned himself, "I'm really convinced that you can still sleep here."

"Sleepy," Zhu Yu sat down on the bed, leaning against the head of the bed to play with his mobile phone, "Today the sun is so hot that it rained heavily."

The weather fluctuations in summer are like a child changing his face. The sky is clear one second, and it will be cloudy in the next second.

Zhu Yu and Fu Cizhou had just made do with a bowl of instant noodles when the sunlight outside disappeared.

"Really heavy rain?" Zhu Yu ran to the kitchen window with an empty bowl.

Fu Cizhou took his chopsticks away and threw them into the sink: "Am I still lying to you?"

Zhu Yu muttered in his heart that Fu Cizhou couldn't really believe that mouth, but he didn't say it.

He leaned close to each other, and they stood side by side by the sink washing dishes.

Zhu Yu doesn't know how to cook, and originally thought that if Fu Cizhou didn't come, he would wait until three or four in the afternoon to go out and buy two leek boxes to fill his stomach.

But when Fu Cizhou came, he couldn't be so vague.

He intends to take the other party out for dinner, but Fu Cizhou is unwilling to go out against the sun even if he is dead.

There was no other way, so Zhu Yu had no choice but to rummage through the refrigerator, and found two packs of braised beef noodles.

Add water and cook for a while, and lay a poached egg by the way.

All Zhu Yu's kitchen skill points are focused on eggs, and he can only scramble eggs, poach eggs, and stew eggs.

The only few times he entered the kitchen, he was caught up by Fu Cizhou.

"I don't even cook." Zhu Yu picked up a porcelain bowl, turned on the tap and rinsed it.

Fu Cizhou took the porcelain bowl from Zhu Yu's hand: "If you cook, should I wash the dishes?"

Zhu Yu raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Cizhou: "Quite enlightened?"

Fu Cizhou lowered his head and chuckled, "I'm very enlightened."

Zhu Yu shook off the water on his hand, and passed a rag to Fu Cizhou: "Can you wash it, master?"

Fu Cizhou pushed Zhu Yu with his waist and hips: "Do you think I'm a fool?"

Faint laughter came from the kitchen, Zhu Yu watched Fu Cizhou wash the dishes in style, and then put them in the drainer basket to dry.

It was windy outside, but it was even more sweltering.

Zhu Yu closed the kitchen window, it was estimated that there would be heavy rain in the afternoon.

"Let's go out and play." Fu Cizhou wiped off the water on his hands and suddenly suggested.

Zhu Yu said "huh?", "Where are you going to play?"

"Beach," Fu Cizhou pouted out the window, "I'll take you to the rain."

Zhu Yu was slightly taken aback, then laughed: "I'm just joking, who really wants to get wet?!"

His smile is wide open, his eyes are bent into a slit, and the corners of his lips are almost raised behind the ears. It is the kind of smile that can mobilize all facial muscles.

This kind of smile comes from the heart, and all the happiness flows in the eyes.Fu Cizhou also laughed with him, as if he was infected, he stretched out his hand and pinched Zhu Yu's face with a smile.

"I thought, okay?" He rubbed the other person's hair just after finishing his face, "Let's go, before it starts."

Fu Cizhou left as soon as he said, and pulled Zhu Yu into the taxi without any explanation.

Nanhuai City is to the south, and you can reach the seaside across half a city next door.

Fu Cizhou clocked all the way to the past, losing more than 300 oceans.

Fortunately, the air conditioner was installed in the car, and Zhu Yu fell asleep on Fu Cizhou for two or three hours. When he got out of the car and saw Fu Cizhou paying the money, he almost knelt down for this young master who thought of everything.

"What are you doing, can you stop thinking that it's a one-off thing?" Zhu Yu tried to reason with Fu Cizhou, "It's cheaper if we book the train ticket in advance."

"What do you mean once you think about it?" Fu Cizhou disagreed with this theory, "Have you thought about it before? Summer vacation, heavy rain, going to the beach, the opportunity is indispensable, and one is indispensable. Besides, this is what you said yourself , now it's on me?"

"I said it all for fun," Zhu Yu was stunned by him, "Okay, then I won't tell you anymore."

Fu Cizhou stopped after hearing this: "You really don't know what to do."

Zhu Yu was laughed angrily by him: "I think you are the only one who has a problem."

Who would take someone's words so seriously?

friend?classmate?Really not.

"One of us has a problem." Fu Cizhou and Zhu Yu walked along the asphalt road, and they arrived at the beach after a short walk.

Specifically, this place cannot be called a seaside.

At least it's not the beach in Fu Cizhou's heart.

There is no beach here, no waves, and the sea water under the high fence is as calm as a reservoir, and people have to lie down and look down.

Fu Cizhou spent so much money to take a taxi, so he wanted the driver to take them directly to the beach, so that they would not have to look for it again.

In the end, what kind of broken place did the driver bring, not to mention the remoteness, this sea is a fart sea.

After four o'clock in the afternoon, the weather was extremely hot and dry. Although there was no strong sunlight, the sweltering air pressure still made people sweat profusely.

Fu Cizhou flicked the hem of his clothes, fanning the wind loudly.

Zhu Yu saw Fu Cizhou pulling a black face, and also noticed that the other party was a little disappointed.

Although this beach does not meet expectations, it is still possible to play.

For example - seafood stalls on the side of the road.

"Are you hungry? Treat you to dinner." Zhu Yu bumped Fu Cizhou's shoulder and pointed to the dark blue sheds by the roadside with his chin.

Although Fu Cizhou is not interested in seafood, but he ate a pack of instant noodles at noon, and he is indeed a little hungry now.

"I will have diarrhea when I eat this kind of food stall." Fu Cizhou put his arm around Zhu Yu's shoulder and led him there. "Let's see if the seafood is fresh or not."

The two went to the food stall to look around, and Young Master Fu personally affirmed: "As expected of a stall by the sea, this seafood is really good."

As soon as Zhu Yu heard this, it was as if he had received an imperial edict, to weigh shrimps here and choose fishes there.

The fish was fat and strong, and it jumped in the bucket, splashing Zhu Yu's shoe of sea water.

"I'll go..." He backed away subconsciously, but bumped into Fu Cizhou's arms behind him.

Fu Cizhou clasped Zhu Yu's arm with both hands, leaned over his shoulder and asked what's wrong.

"No," Zhu Yu raised his foot, "This fish splashed water in my shoe."

"Then take it off," Fu Cizhou said, "I see there are slippers sold over there."

"Isn't it?" Zhu Yu asked in surprise.

"It's going to rain heavily soon," Fu Cizhou pointed to the sky, "Do you want to go back to Nanhuai with wet shoes?"

Zhu Yu thought about the same reason, and went to buy slippers with Fu Cizhou after ordering.

It was a small stall selling swimsuits and swimming rings. There were a few pairs of rough-made flip flops on the road, 20 yuan a pair, which was very cheap.

Zhu Yu and Fu Cizhou took the same style but different colors, they were about the same size and wore the same size.

"We both have the same style of clothes." Zhu Yu stepped on white flip-flops and carried his canvas shoes in a plastic bag. "Now I have a pair of slippers of the same style."

"I understand," Fu Cizhou wrapped his arm around, and pressed Zhu Yu under his arm, "You have a crush on me."

"Pull it down," Zhu Yu said with a smile, "I'm in love with you, okay?"

Fu Cizhou felt a "thump" in his heart: "Really? When are you going to confess your love?"

"Now," Zhu Yu Gekong pouted at Fu Cizhou, "I give you a loving kiss."

The boy's skin was snow-white, and his lips were already half a shade lighter than normal people's. The moment he pouted just now, his lips almost blended with his skin tone.

Fu Cizhou's mind exploded immediately, and even his pace slowed down a beat when he was walking.

His heart was beating madly in his chest, almost breaking his ribs and jumping directly onto Zhu Yu's body.

Fu Cizhou let go of the hand on the opponent's shoulder, and secretly took a breath to calm himself down a little.

"What's the matter?" Sensing Fu Cizhou's backwardness, Zhu Yu turned his head and asked.

"Why are you pouting like a big man?" Fu Cizhou gritted his teeth and complained, "I really can't stand it."

Zhu Yu turned his face away and pouted twice: "I am willing."

Fu Cizhou wished he could pinch his mouth: "Little bitch."

Zhu Yu was so angry that he went straight to the hand, strangled Fu Cizhou's neck, and pressed his knee against his waist: "Who is that bitch? Say it again?"

Fu Cizhou was naturally not to be outdone, and grabbed Zhu Yu's arm with his backhand, and the two started fighting on the spot.

Later, the owner of the seafood stall yelled at them that the dishes were ready, so the two of them temporarily ceased fighting and went to fill their stomachs first.

Fu Cizhou's wrist was so painful from Zhu Yu's grip, he would rub it before he took the chopsticks, and then complained full of resentment: "It's awesome to fight with me. If you fight with others, you will send your face up and get beaten."

He was mentioning about Chu Ming, Zhu Yu could hear it.

"I still remember what happened hundreds of years ago," Zhu Yu peeled off a section of shrimp tail for Fu Cizhou, "I don't even bother to talk to you."

Fu Cizhou took the shrimp tail and ate it unceremoniously: "I asked you to ignore me? You just ignore it."

Zhu Yu threw the shrimp claws into his bowl: "Would you like to eat it or not?"

It was early for them to eat, and people came one after another around halfway through the meal.

Zhu Yu took a casual glance and saw that the tables around him were all carrying beer, and he was a little greedy, so he asked Fu Cizhou why they didn't have any.

"What kind of wine to drink? Get out as soon as you finish eating." Fu Cizhou pointed to the remaining half of the fish with chopsticks, "You see, you insist on buying this fish, can you finish it?"

Zhu Yu didn't listen to Fu Cizhou, got up and got four bottles of beer back.

"You can't drink it," Fu Cizhou pressed the cap of the wine bottle and refused to open it for Zhu Yu, "You have enough wine in that glass, what do you drink?"

"I want to drink," Zhu Yu hugged the beer bottle into his arms, "Will you still be there if I pour it out? What are you afraid of?"

"No," Fu Cizhou was determined not to follow Zhu Yu's wish, "You don't even want to drink when I'm here today."

The two fought for a while, Zhu Yu held the beer wrench and failed to open it for a long time.

"I have to drink today," Zhu Yu slapped the table and stood up, and began to speak harshly, "If you don't give me a drink now, I'll go back to Nanhuai and drink it myself!"

Fu Cizhou was silent for a moment, then put the wine bottle on the table: "Don't drink."

"I'm fine." Zhu Yu looked like a balloon that suddenly withered, and sat back on the stool dejectedly. "Just drink a bottle, don't worry."

Opened a bottle of beer and poured two plastic cups.

Zhu Yu clinked glasses with Fu Cizhou very ceremonially, and drank the beer with his head raised.

He smacked his lips after drinking: "I'm not dizzy."

Fu Cizhou poured himself another glass, and drank it before Zhu Yu could react: "Beer is not arsenic, do you expect him to see results so quickly?"

"Why are you drinking too much?" Zhu Yu hurriedly brought the cup to Fu Cizhou's hand, "I want it too."

Fu Cizhou poured him another cup: "Don't drink after drinking."

Holding the glass of beer, Zhu Yu put the plastic cup in front of him and stared at it: "But I want to get drunk."

Fu Cizhou poured himself a fourth cup: "What are you doing drunk?"

"I don't know." Zhu Yu raised his head and downed his second cup, "I just want to."

A bottle of beer, Zhu Yu only drank two glasses before bottoming out.

Fu Cizhou leaned on his cheeks and watched his face gradually turn pink, knowing that this person was probably getting drunk.

One pour turned into two pours, which can be regarded as an improvement.

Fu Cizhou waved his hand in front of Zhu Yu, and he was able to barely take away Zhu Yu's eyes. It seems that this drunk is not too drunk.

He paid the money and left with the drowsy Zhu Yu.

In this way, I can't go back to Nanhuai for the time being, and I have to find a place to spend the night before dark.

"I knew it..." Fu Cizhou supported Zhu Yu, and the two of them stuck together, as hot as they wanted, "I'll carry it when I'm drunk... your uncle..."

Zhu Yu groaned, flicked the slippers on his feet, squatted on the side of the road and did not leave.

"Why don't you want the shoes?" Fu Cizhou picked up Zhu Yu's slippers like an old woman, and put them in a plastic bag together with the canvas shoes, "What's the matter? Are you planning to leave?"

Zhu Yu raised his arm: "Back."

The corner of Fu Cizhou's mouth twitched, he squatted down and caught Zhu Yu's face and twisted: "You pretend to be drunk here so you don't want to walk, do you?"

Zhu Yu squinted his eyes and fell back, sitting on the ground now.

"Come on, let's go, back to back." Fu Cizhou held the plastic bag containing the shoes in his hand, and squatted in front of Zhu Yu with his back facing him, "Come on, ancestor."

Zhu Yu clutched Fu Cizhou's clothes with his fingers, and climbed onto Fu Cizhou's back.

I don't know if he was drunk and out of his mind, he was accidentally clinging to Fu Cizhou.The arms were wrapped around the neck, and the face was attached to it.

Fu Cizhou wrapped his arms around Zhu Yu's butt, and almost couldn't hold back his face and bit him: "Can I take advantage of me openly when I'm drunk?"

He just said it casually, after all, no one would want a serious answer to a drunk.

But to Fu Cizhou's surprise, Zhu Yu gave a soft "hmm".

What the hell!

Fu Cizhou paused, a little silly.

"Really taking advantage of me?" He asked softly again.

Zhu Yu moved his head and rubbed against his neck: "Yes."

A firework exploded in Fu Cizhou's mind, and he stopped walking without wanting to walk.

"Can you understand what I'm saying?"

"Ah."

"You took advantage of me."

"Ah."

"Are you interested in me?"

"Ah."

The fireworks in Fu Cizhou's head exploded one after another, almost driving him into a daze.

"what do you mean?"

"Ah."

"Ok?"

"Ah."

"You're a sucker."

"Ah."

"What the hell..." Fu Cizhou gritted his molars, and finally couldn't help cursing, "I'm the fucking idiot."