Salted Toffee

Fu Cizhou lowered his eyes lightly, and put his thumb on the end of Zhu Yu's eyes.

As long as you stagger the tip of your nose, close your eyes and touch each other, everything between him and Zhu Yu can change.

Because Fu Cizhou knew, Zhu Yu was awake.

His eyelashes were trembling, as if being blown by breath, lying here motionless, not knowing what he was thinking right now.

Wait for yourself to approach, or stay away?

Fu Cizhou didn't know either.

The ward was very quiet, and one could hear heartbeats overlapping each other.

A wind blew through the curtains, and gently opened a section.

Zhu Qin turned over, and the folded bed made a soft "creak", Fu Cizhou immediately held his breath and pulled a distance away from Zhu Yu.

He raised his hand and pressed his left chest.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Yu opened his eyes.

"Master..." He looked at Fu Cizhou and called out to him with a smile.The sound is not loud, it is an airy sound that does not even vibrate the vocal cords.

"Here," Fu Cizhou's other hand was still holding Zhu Yu's finger, even if the other party woke up, he didn't intend to let go, "How do you feel?"

Zhu Yu looked at the ceiling of the ward, and then fixed his eyes on Fu Cizhou's face again: "It smells bad."

He hates hospitals and the smell of disinfectant.He told Fu Cizhou about this, and Fu Cizhou also remembered it.

"I'll open the window wider." Fu Cizhou let go of Zhu Yu's hand, stood up and was about to open the window.

Zhu Yu raised his wrist slightly and pinched Fu Cizhou's pants: "Master..."

"What's wrong?" Fu Cizhou didn't have time to open the window, so he quickly turned around and held Zhu Yu's hand again, "Where does it hurt?"

"I... don't want to be here." Zhu Yu propped his elbows on the bed and was about to sit up.

Fu Cizhou frowned, and leaned over to support Zhu Yu's waist: "If you are sick, you will be hospitalized, so don't be petty."

"I stayed there last time," Zhu Yu felt aggrieved, "I don't want to this time."

The last time he was made a fuss by Xu Ping at the school gate, he lived in the courtyard for three or four days.

Because Zhu Qin and Fu Cizhou were all frightened, he behaved very well and didn't dare to run around willfully.

But this time Zhu Yu really couldn't stand the taste, and struggled to get out.

"Zhu Xiaoyu, lie down." Fu Cizhou grabbed Zhu Yu's wrist and forced him onto the bed. "Sleep well and don't run around."

"I will have nightmares in the hospital," Zhu Yu looked at Fu Cizhou pitifully, "I don't like the smell of disinfectant."

Fu Cizhou hesitated for a moment: "That's not okay, what if something unexpected happens?"

"Can I just go outside? It's fine if I don't leave the hospital," Zhu Yu looked out the window and caught a glimpse of a pavilion, "Go to that pavilion."

Fu Cizhou followed his gaze and glanced at him, but even so, he still wanted to die: "It's already October, and it's very cold outside."

"Bring a quilt," Zhu Yu kicked, "This quilt is thin and not heavy."

Fu Cizhou obviously couldn't bear it any longer: "That won't work either..."

"Master..." Zhu Yu rubbed his head on his shoulder, "Please."

Fu Cizhou considers himself a fairly principled person.

At the very least, he is what he says, and Zhong Yan can't hold back against him.

But once this principle came to Zhu Yu, it became a fart.

Fuck your mother's principles, Zhu Yu is already like this, and he can't go along with it, is he still a man?

So Fu Cizhou rolled the quilt around Zhu Yu's body, without even letting him get off the ground, and slipped out of the inpatient building of the hospital with him in his arms.

Zhu Yu's two arms were exposed outside, wrapping around Fu Cizhou's neck, and his eyes were crooked with a smile.

"Master, you have great strength."

Fu Cizhou not only held the quilt horizontally, but also wrapped him in the quilt, like an ancient concubine being favored, washed it and stuffed it in the quilt and transported it.

"You're so thin," Fu Cizhou held Zhu Yu in his arms, "Eat more in the future."

At four o'clock in the morning, there was still some chill in the air.

Zhu Yu smiled all the way, and was carried into the pavilion by Fu Cizhou.

The environment of the inpatient department of the hospital is good, with small bridges, flowing water, and green trees and pavilions.

The fountain hadn't been opened yet, and there were cold white street lamps around, so the lights couldn't reach them, and only the moonlight shone on the gazebo.

"The moon is so bright." Zhu Yu raised his face and looked at the moon from under the pavilion.

They sat on the wooden chair under the gazebo, Fu Cizhou put half of the quilt under Zhu Yu's body, and pulled the other half to cover his chest: "Don't move around like a monkey, just in case How can I explain to my uncle when I have a cold?"

"There are stars today, tomorrow will be sunny." Zhu Yu said happily.

Fu Cizhou pulled back his arm and stuffed it under the quilt: "If you still catch a cold on a sunny day, uncle must blame me."

Zhu Yu pursed his lips and smiled, struggled to reach out one, and picked up the corner of the quilt that was about to fall off: "I'm not cold."

"I'm cold," Fu Cizhou grabbed Zhu Yu's hand, pulled the quilt from behind, and hugged him completely, "Give me a hug."

Zhu Yu became honest in an instant.

"How long are we going to stay here?" Fu Cizhou lowered his head and asked.

His face was attached to Zhu Yu's hair, and the soft strands of hair scratched the ends of his eyes and nose, itching.

"I don't know." Zhu Yu leaned almost completely in Fu Cizhou's arms.

His hands were grabbed, and he was also hugged. He leaned back and leaned on Fu Cizhou's shoulder, and he could see his slightly stubbled chin and light-colored lips.

"Why don't you want to go to the hospital?" Fu Cizhou lowered his eyes and met Zhu Yuwei's upward gaze.

He stepped on the bench with one leg and put the other on the ground to prevent Zhu Yu from falling.

"Hmm..." Zhu Yu slid down his arms like a loach while dragging his voice.

"Where do you want to run?" Fu Cizhou gathered his arms and took Zhu Yu into his arms.

"How can I run away!" Zhu Yu rested his head on Fu Cizhou's shoulder, and talked to him with his face up, "Aren't you catching me like a chicken?"

"It's good to know," Fu Cizhou squeezed his fingers, "Hurry up, tell me."

"The disinfectant smells bad," Zhu Yu retracted his head under the quilt, covering half of his face, "There are still many... bad things."

Fu Cizhou's heart tightened, and there really was another reason.

"Actually... I don't really want to talk about those things..." Zhu Yu's mood quickly became depressed, "I didn't want to mention it before, and I always made you angry because of it."

Fu Cizhou's repeated concerns had no results. He wanted to help Zhu Yu solve the problem, but he always got no comment.

Zhu Yu felt that if he met such a person, he would have already kept his distance from him.

But Fu Cizhou actually walked to his side step by step amidst his countless alienation and concealment.

"If you don't want to say it, then don't say it," Fu Cizhou rubbed Zhu Yu's hair, for fear of reminding him of those unhappy memories, "Say what you want to say, where shall we go after the college entrance examination?"

Zhu Yu laughed: "You think too far!"

"It's not far away," Fu Cizhou said, "The college entrance examination will be held in June next year, and the six, seven, eight and three months will be free. Let's go out and play together."

"Where are you going?" Zhu Yu asked.

Fu Cizhou: "Choose a school first in June, and go to a few more places to see if the canteen over there is good. The courier is inconvenient..."

Zhu Yu interrupted him: "You don't choose until after the college entrance examination? Shouldn't you set your goals before the college entrance examination?"

"The plan can't keep up with the changes. What if I perform supernormally and choose randomly across the country?"

"You can choose randomly even if you play normally nationwide."

"Listen to me!" Fu Cizhou pinched Zhu Yu's cheeks and squeezed his mouth, "I know the grades in July, fill out the school and go to Yuanzhou. My grandma mentioned you during the summer vacation. Let me I'll take you there to play, and I'll weave small grass carp and jasmine flower bracelets for you."

"Jasmine?" Zhu Yu opened Fu Cizhou's hand, "I'm not a little girl, what kind of jasmine do you want!"

"You don't know," Fu Cizhou explained, "the grandfather who painted sugar paintings also has an old grandmother. In summer, grandma moves a small mat beside grandpa's sugar painting stall to sell her woven jasmine bracelets. I When buying sugar paintings, I bought two strings for my grandma and aunt, and they will be happy all night.”

"You secretly bought sugar paintings behind my back!" Zhu Yu turned around and stared at Fu Cizhou as if he was holding Fu Cizhou's tricks.

Fu Cizhou paused, and quickly realized: "I bought it as soon as I saw it. What do you mean behind your back?"

This makes sense, I wish Yu Dang not to go back.

But he just felt that the sugar painting belonged to the two of them, and Fu Cizhou bought it alone because he was behind his back.

"Okay, okay, I'm carrying you behind my back," Fu Cizhou didn't argue with Zhu Yu, "Then next time you go to Yuanzhou with me, I'll drag you to buy it together, okay?"

"July?" Zhu Yu asked with a smile.

"Well, in July," Fu Cizhou squeezed Zhu Yu's face, and continued to plan, "The admission letter should have been mailed in August, so let's go far away, the aurora in the north is very beautiful, It's been a long time since I went last time, this time we go, just the two of us."

"Aurora..." Zhu Yu nestled in Fu Cizhou's arms, their fingers tangled together under the quilt, "Does it look good?"

"It's beautiful! The sky is full of stars, and when you look up, it's all sky." Fu Cizhou said while looking outside the pavilion, the sky in the distance has turned gray, "There are many other beautiful places, I will show you to see them .”

Zhu Yu closed his eyes and put his palms on Fu Cizhou's: "Fu Cizhou, I have a bad heart, will it delay your going somewhere?"

"Then you can't go to the plateau, right?" Fu Cizhou is not very clear, "But there is nothing interesting in the plateau, so I don't go there much."

Zhu Yu gave a soft "hmm", and I don't know if Fu Cizhou really didn't find it funny, or if he said it to make him feel at ease.

"You also know that your heart is not good?" Fu Cizhou changed the subject, suddenly ended his future planning, and began to complain, "If you know it's not good, you should eat well and sleep honestly. You have to run out at night and wait until tomorrow Is it not my fault that I have a cold?"

Zhu Yu took the blame and rubbed against Fu Cizhou's arms like a cat: "Master, my mother used to take me to the hospital often."

"Were you in poor health when you were young?" Fu Cizhou asked.

"No," Zhu Yu shook his head, "She took me to see a psychiatrist."

Fu Cizhou was silent for a moment, and asked, "Why?"

"Sometimes I think she's gone crazy," Zhu Yu recalled the past, calmly as if telling a story that didn't belong to him, "He told the doctor that I lost my memory and couldn't remember the past, and then took out the video and photos, let the doctor help me retrieve my memory."

After he finished speaking, he could clearly feel Fu Cizhou's fingers holding him stiff.

"It's okay, it's all in the past," Zhu Yu patted the back of Fu Cizhou's hand, "I'm so smart, I just cooperated with her and said that I really couldn't remember, and then pretended to think about it under the doctor's efforts. Woke up."

"How old are you?" Fu Cizhou asked him softly.

"Five or six years old?" Zhu Yu replied tentatively, "I was just adopted by them. At that time, I was very good at pretending. When I arrived at the hospital, I had to lie to several people, which made me want to vomit when I saw the doctor and disinfectant..."

"Five or six years old?" Fu Cizhou's voice was hoarse.

Six years old, but only in the first grade, he and Zhu Yu first met at this age.

It's just that Fu Cizhou was spoiled and spoiled at that time, and he wanted to compare Zhu Yu with all his heart.

But at that time, Zhu Yu had silently endured things that he still couldn't accept in order to survive.

"Hey? I already knew you at that time, right?!" Zhu Yu suddenly remembered, "I went to the cram school in the first grade, and so did you."

"You wore a yellow hat with a sunflower on it that day." Fu Cizhou stopped holding Zhu Yu's hand, but suddenly hugged his waist.

He buried his face on Zhu Yu's shoulder, and said with a strong nasal voice: "I regret it very much."

If time could be turned back, Fu Cizhou would like to go back to being six years old.

He must hold Zhu Yu's hand and grow up with him year by year by his side.

"Don't regret it..." Zhu Yu turned his face away, rubbing the tip of his nose on his slightly stiff hair, "It's not too bad now."

Fu Cizhou closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "But..."

"Master, do you know why I always don't tell you about my past?" Zhu Yu rubbed his head with a smile, "I'm just afraid of you."

The old scar no longer hurts, but Fu Cizhou's discomfort can make Zhu Yu care a little more.

Fu Cizhou took a breath, and put his forehead on Zhu Yu's shoulder: "You care about me?"

"I won't say anything if you're like this." Zhu Yu threatened.

"Don't talk about falling down," Fu Cizhou insisted, "I don't want to hear it either."

Before, he was afraid that Zhu Yu would feel bad if he said it, but now he was afraid that his heart would hurt.

And I don't have any identity to vent my distress, so I just hold it back, it's uncomfortable.

"It's okay to look back on those things," Zhu Yu seemed indifferent, "Although I had a fever and forgot a lot when I was young, I vaguely remember that I would not be able to eat enough in the orphanage, and my clothes were cold, so I had to be careful not to make my aunt angry , and may be bullied by others... In fact, my life is easier after being adopted."

"Although my mother raised me as another person, except for the occasional madness, she is also very good to me, and my father is also very good to me. Abandoned people like us are either sick or seriously ill. Disabled, I was adopted when I was five years old, it would be great to have someone..."

"Sometimes I also think, I really want to be brainwashed by the doctor to think that I am Zhu Yu! But my dad will secretly tell me, never live in the shadow of others, remember who you are, and in the future do what."

"But who am I? If I'm not Zhu Yu, I must have a name. I can't even remember my previous name, or even my name in the orphanage. I..."

Zhu Yu suddenly stopped at this point, he remembered that he seemed to have a name.

"Oh, I actually have a name." He said with a smile and a sense of relief.Leaning his head on Fu Cizhou's chest, he rubbed it up to his neck and shoulders.

"My name is Zhu Xiaoyu, the fish of the Little Mermaid."