Salted Toffee

The incident happened suddenly, none of the boys present could react.

Especially Zhu Yu, who foolishly took half a step back, feeling a little silly.

It was a woman in her 50s, whose height just reached Fu Cizhou's shoulders.His skinny arms were hidden under the dark brown sleeves, and as soon as his fingers touched Zhu Yu's skin, tears fell from his eyes.

"My An'an is so big..."

The half-eaten lollipop fell to the ground and rolled away covered in ashes.

Fu Cizhou was the first to come back to his senses, and grabbed Zhu Yu to protect him behind him.

"Who are you?" He was extremely vigilant, and at the same time he did not forget to squeeze Zhu Yu's palm.

Yuan Yixia also hurriedly stood beside Fu Cizhou to block Zhu Yu: "What the hell?"

Zhu Yu turned his face away, and firmly grasped the arm touched by the other party with his fingers, his eyes drooped and stared at the ground.

"I'm his mother," the woman pushed Fu Cizhou while crying, and said loudly to Zhu Yu, "I'm your mother!"

Zhu Yu raised his head abruptly, his brows furrowed.

He looked at the other party, his expression seemed to be in pain, and then slowly returned to calm.

Breathing a little rough, Zhu Yu raised his hand and covered his heart.

"Zhu Xiaoyu," Fu Cizhou turned around and patted Zhu Yu's back twice, "Is your heart hurting? Don't get excited."

Zhu Yu looked at Fu Cizhou subconsciously, and took out the phone from his pocket trembling.

"Is that Zhu Yu?" The woman insisted on tugging at the hem of Zhu Yu's clothes, separated by Yuan Yixia, "I'm your mother, Zhu Yu."

Although Wang Ying on the other side was completely unaware, he also sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly stood beside Yuan Yixia, using his body to separate Zhu Yu from the woman: "Ah, auntie, please calm down..."

"Son!" the woman suddenly screamed, "Don't you recognize me? Look at me!"

Yuan Yixia's eyes widened, he straightened his back, and knocked him back in a daze: "What are you doing? Is there a mother like you?!"

The students around stopped and cast curious glances at them.

Zhu Yu turned sideways and dialed Zhu Qin's phone number.

"dad…"

His throat seemed to be blocked, and it got stuck after he uttered a single word.

Fu Cizhou directly took his mobile phone and briefly explained the matter on the phone.

"Uncle, come over here." He hung up the phone and put the phone into Zhu Yu's hand.

Turning around, he saw that the woman had already started fighting with King Yuan Yixia, and hurried over to try to persuade him to fight.

"Look at my son! Why do you stop me?! I'm his mother! I'm his mother!"

"Calm down," Fu Cizhou pushed Wang Ying to Zhu Yu's direction, "Uncle will be here soon, go and talk to him when the time comes."

Zhu Yu's house was very close to the school, but within 2 minutes, Zhu Qin hurried to the school gate.

"Dad..." Zhu Yu's eyes were red, and he took a deep breath the moment he saw Zhu Qin.

Zhu Qin frowned, first touched Zhu Yu's neck, and then pressed his wrist: "You go home first."

Adults deal with adults' affairs, Fu Cizhou took Zhu Yu's wrist and took him home.

Yuan Yixia and Wang Ying also followed, without even making a sound, they just escorted Zhu Yu back home like a bodyguard.

"You go to eat," Fu Cizhou said to Yuan Yixia before entering the door, "By the way, tell Xu Chen and the others that we won't get together today."

"Okay," Yuan Yixia replied, "Then you look at Zhu Yu, and if you don't come this afternoon, please send me a message. I will ask Lao Chen for leave for you."

Wang Ying saw that the two of them were asking and answering each sentence, and he stared blankly beside him like an idiot.

"Speaking of..."

As soon as he got up, Yuan Yixia grabbed him and interrupted him in time: "That's it, Lao Wang and I are leaving."

The two turned around and happened to meet Zhu Qin who was also back.

They said "Hi Uncle", glanced hastily at the man and woman following behind, and left.

Fu Cizhou took Zhu Yu back to the bedroom, the door of the room was closed, and Zhu Qin seemed to be talking to those two people in the living room.

Zhu Yu sat at the end of the bed, looking down at the phone in his hand, a little out of his mind.

Fu Cizhou walked to his side, Zhu Yu looked up and was rubbed on the back of the head by the other party.

No one spoke, and probably didn't know what to say.

Zhu Yu's face was pressed against Fu Cizhou's abdomen, and he could feel the other's fingers gently running through his hair.

He posted it for a while, and the voices in the living room became louder.

Zhu Yu changed his face and continued posting. When he opened his eyes, he could see the white orchid tree stretching outside the window.

Suddenly, there were three light knocks on the bedroom door.

Zhu Yu's reaction was huge, and he straightened up almost like a conditioned reflex.

Fu Cizhou pressed Zhu Yu's shoulder and squeezed it reassuringly.

"Xiao Yu," Zhu Qin said outside the door, "Can I come in?"

Fu Cizhou squatted in front of Zhu Yu, and asked him in a low voice, "Do you want to open the door?"

Zhu Yu lowered his eyes and didn't respond for a while.

There were three more knocks on the door, and Zhu Qin continued: "Father has something to discuss with you."

Fu Cizhou took Zhu Yu's hands and squeezed his fingers little by little: "Zhu Xiaoyu?"

Zhu Yu's fingers moved, as if he had just recovered, he turned to look at the door.

"Open the door?" Fu Cizhou asked.

Zhu Yu looked back and nodded.

"I'm just outside. I'll come in after you finish talking with uncle." Fu Cizhou shook his hand, got up and opened the door.

Zhu Qin came in alone, and the couple was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Zhu Yu raised his head, but quickly lowered it, no one wanted to look.

Fu Cizhou went out of the room and closed the door, leaving their father and son in the bedroom.

Zhu Qin sighed, pulled the chair in front of the desk to the side of the bed and sat down. After a while, he told Zhu Yu the general outline of the matter.

"They are really..." Zhu Yu could hear his voice crying, and his eyes must have turned red at this moment.

Zhu Qin closed his eyes and nodded.

They are really their own biological parents.

The one who lost him, don't want his parents.

"They... want me to do bone marrow matching?"

Zhu Yu pointed at himself, not knowing how to repeat the sentence.

His mouth was still open, and his muscles were so stiff that he couldn't close it.

There was a soreness in the nasal cavity, and there was a fine pain in the bottom of my heart.

"I don't agree with you to do the matching." Zhu Qin took out a piece of paper and pressed it on the back of Zhu Yu's hand. "Your heart is not good, and the operation will affect your body."

Zhu Yu sighed a series of trembling sounds, and when he lowered his head, tears fell down uncontrollably.

"I rejected it for you a few times, but your biological mother must ask you what you think." Zhu Qin raised his hand and stroked Zhu Yu's hair, "You are about to become an adult, so I can't do this kind of thing for you. Decision. But Xiaoyu, Dad doesn't want you to do it, if you refuse, no one can force you..."

Zhu Qin and Zhu Yu talked a lot, and Fu Cizhou listened a lot at the door.

Until Zhu Qin pushed the door out, Fu Cizhou turned his heels and entered the room seamlessly.

With a bang, the bedroom door was closed.

Zhu Yu was still sitting by the bed, but this time there was an extra tissue wet with tears on the back of his hand.

Fu Cizhou sat down beside Zhu Yu, took his arm and took him into his arms and hugged him tightly.

He clasped Zhu Yu's back, gritted his teeth, and tried hard to restrain the emotions that were about to explode.

Zhu Yu's cheeks were wet, sticking to Fu Cizhou's neck, making him wet too.

Silence spread in the room, Fu Cizhou hugged Zhu Yu, rubbed his hair, rubbed his back.

"I won't allow it." He pressed his face against Zhu Yu's temples, his arms tightened a little, and his voice trembled a little.

"Did you hear that?" After Fu Cizhou finished speaking, he pulled the person away again, held the other person's face in his palm, and moved closer to put his forehead on his, "I said, I won't allow it."

He almost gritted these three words with his teeth, and every time he said them, he was full of anger and threat.

Fu Cizhou didn't allow Zhu Yu to take a risk, even though he had no position or identity to make this decision for Zhu Yu, but he just wanted to say it.

Not only speak, but speak firmly and firmly.

If he didn't allow it, Zhu Yu couldn't do it.

"Fu..." Zhu Yu's voice was very soft, like a sigh.

Fu Cizhou gave a "hmm" and wiped off the moisture on his face with his fingers: "Zhu Xiaoyu, listen to my uncle and I, okay?"

Zhu Yu closed his eyes, and even hooked his lips into a smile: "Yes."

It's not that he hasn't imagined whether his parents who left him at the beginning would have regretted it.

Will they have any unavoidable difficulties, will they go to him again after going through the ups and downs.

He even thought very humblely, even if they didn't, then they always thought about themselves.

As long as an apology, say I'm sorry, that's not impossible.

But Zhu Yu never thought that the meeting with his biological parents would be against such a background.

Because the other party wanted something, and he still ignored the excessive demands that hurt him, so he found him.

Sarcastic and funny.

"I won't do it," Zhu Yu said in a cold voice, standing in front of the sofa and telling the two people, "I won't bother to look for me in the future."

"Xiao, Xiaoyu..." The woman was about to step forward in a panic, "Listen to Mom, this operation has nothing to do with it..."

Fu Cizhou stopped him, pulled Zhu Yu and walked out.

Zhu Yu lowered his head and followed Fu Cizhou without any sense of direction.

If you want to leave here, you can go anywhere.

"That's your brother!" The woman pushed away Zhu Qin's obstruction and screamed behind him, "Do you want to watch your brother die?!"

Zhu Yu didn't want to hear it.

His mind was muddled, and he didn't seem to have regained his strength until he stepped out of the courtyard door.

"Does your heart hurt?" Fu Cizhou took him to the eaves of the back door of the compound, "Is it hot? I'll buy you a bottle of water?"

Zhu Yu relaxed, leaned against the wall and shook his head.

"There is dust on the wall." Fu Cizhou pulled Zhu Yu's wrist and let him lean against him, "Come and hug."

He wrapped his arms around the other party, and said something that was a bit out of bounds.

As usual, Fu Cizhou should add another explanation or reverse in the next second.

But this time he didn't want to say it, he didn't want to be tempted to hide it, he just wanted to hug Zhu Yu.

Zhu Yu naturally gave him a hug obediently.

He rested his face on Fu Cizhou's shoulder and took a light breath.

It's not that they haven't hugged in the past two years.

More intimate than this, more forceful than this, many times.

But this is the gentlest hug, the kind of care that Fu Cizhou can do, never before.

Arms around each other, not strangled or squeezed, nor is it a hug-like contest between boys.

He didn't even dare to use much strength, he just vainly took the other party into his arms and let him rely on him.

Zhu Yu lowered his eyes and lowered his hands. He stood in Fu Cizhou's arms in silence until the other person's face touched his forehead and rubbed gently, then he raised his hand and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Subtle actions lead to more subtle reactions, and some things need not be said explicitly, but they are all known.

The little stress when inhaling is a weakened sob.

Holding the wrist with a little force, pressed down on the trembling fingertips.

It was Zhu Yu's grievance and Fu Cizhou's distress.

The two embraced for a long time, sweating from the hot weather.

Zhu Yu pushed Fu Cizhou's waist, and finally spoke in a hoarse voice: "I knew a long time ago that those people were..."

He paused, took a breath and continued: "It's okay, I won't do anything because of them, it's not worth it."

Fu Cizhou held Zhu Yu's face and rubbed his fingers at the end of his red eyes: "The eyes are all red."

Zhu Yu closed his eyes, as if a little helpless: "Then what can I do? There is still a little bit of disappointment."

"It's okay." Fu Cizhou slid his finger behind his ear and pinched it, "You have uncle and me, and it's blood money."

Zhu Yu pursed his lips and said with a light smile, "Is there any?"

"Yes," Fu Cizhou said affirmatively, "Uncle is in the house, and I am in your arms."

Zhu Yu raised his eyes and met Fu Cizhou's gaze.He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

Fu Cizhou waited for him to speak, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't get anything.

Suddenly, Zhu Yu folded his arms and clasped Fu Cizhou's back.

He buried his face in the other person's neck, found a comfortable position, and said sullenly, "This is the bosom."