Salted Toffee

Chapter 103 Sick "Fu Cizhou, I'm sick."......

"I wish...Xiaoyu." Fu Cizhou read these three words softly.

"Master." Zhu Yu said a little timidly, but couldn't stop being happy.

He imitated the tone of the year a little clumsily, trying to make himself look more vivid.

"I actually, actually miss you too!"

Fu Cizhou was caught off guard by Zhu Yu's sudden change.

The name that popped up suddenly was like a poisoned knife that reflected brilliant colors in the sun, but when it pierced into the flesh, it could kill a person in an instant.

Zhu Yu seemed to have become another person.

Fu Cizhou never thought that things would become so difficult, because he found that his understanding of Zhu Yu's mental state was blank.

What's even more ridiculous is that Lin Wei learned about the mere sporadic fragments.

At that moment, Fu Cizhou seemed to have returned to seven years ago, and he was still that reckless young man who knew nothing and knew nothing.

He doesn't know, doesn't understand, doesn't understand.

"I didn't sleep last night." Zhu Yu lowered his head and rubbed Fu Cizhou's neck. "There is a bed in the duty room, but I couldn't sleep."

Fu Cizhou stroked his hair, holding back the trill in his words: "Why?"

"It's too cold." Zhu Yu said.

"Are you sleepy now?" Fu Cizhou asked again.

Zhu Yu yawned: "Sleepy."

Fu Cizhou felt a little distressed: "Then go back to the house and sleep."

Zhu Yu smiled and nodded, then took Fu Cizhou's hand and slipped all the way back to the bedroom.

The pajamas were folded and placed beside the pillow. He closed the curtains and raised his hand to take off the sweater he was wearing.

"It's so cold in winter," Zhu Yu went on to unbutton his shirt. "I want to buy a car. There is heating from home to the car to the hospital."

"Then why didn't you buy it?" Fu Cizhou turned his face away and closed the bedroom door.

When he turned around, he saw Zhu Yu holding his pajamas in a daze.

"No money?" Fu Cizhou asked with a smile.

"Ah?" Zhu Yu didn't seem to have heard what Fu Cizhou said just now.

"No money to buy?" Fu Cizhou said with a smile, "Little doctor?"

"I have money," Zhu Yu said excitedly, shaking his head, "the year-end bonus has been issued, and I will buy it in a few days."

He put on his pajamas, lifted the quilt to sleep.

"It's really tiring to be on duty all day, and my instructor is so strict, I dare not be lazy."

Fu Cizhou sat by the bed and listened carefully to Zhu Yu's chatter: "I didn't expect you to study medicine."

After all, the other party used to be a person who didn't even want to stay in the hospital for a while. Fu Cizhou never expected to meet Zhu Yu there.

Zhu Yu pulled the quilt over his chest and looked at Fu Cizhou with sparkling eyes: "This is..."

Halfway through his words, his expression suddenly stopped.

"What is it?" Fu Cizhou asked.

Zhu Yu opened his mouth, then closed it.

is punishment.

"Huh?" Fu Cizhou used his index finger to flip through Zhu Yu's broken hair.

"Master," Zhu Yu stretched out his little finger from under the quilt, and gently hooked him, "Shall we sleep together?"

Fu Cizhou was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

Zhu Yu slept until three o'clock in the afternoon, and Fu Cizhou held Zhu Yu in his arms, and did not fall asleep at all.

He opened his eyes in the dim light and looked at Zhu Yu's face for a long time.

Seven years hadn't changed the other person's appearance much, as if they were still in the past, when the two were sleeping in each other's arms, their four legs overlapped each other.

Fu Cizhou is not a person who loves to take photos, and there are only a few photos of Zhu Yu on his mobile phone.

The angle is not right, and the shooting is not good, it is ugly, not as good-looking as a real person.

He printed out the photo, put it in his wallet, and put it on the table.

Every time everyone tosses and turns in the middle of the night, they will dig out Zhu Yu's photos in their mobile phones, thinking about the way the other party is arguing with him in their minds.

He also couldn't bear it halfway and secretly ran back to Nanhuai.

Knowing that the other party has already left, but walking around the yard, it seems that he can get some Zhu Yu's smell on his body.

He wanted to wish Yu so much that he was going crazy.

Fu Cizhou couldn't help approaching, with the tip of his nose against the tip of his nose, feeling Zhu Yu's breath.

In his arms is Zhu Yu who can talk, breathe, and call him young master with a smile.

Although it seems to be forced, it will take time to correct it a little bit.

"Wake up," Fu Cizhou tilted his head slightly, and kissed the corner of Zhu Yu's lips, "It's three o'clock."

"You kissed me secretly..." Zhu Yu squinted his eyes and smiled with two curved crescents.

But after a nap, Zhu Yu has already fully entered the role.

He smiled so naturally that even Fu Cizhou laughed along with him.

Fu Cizhou raised his hand to press Zhu Yu's eyes, and stroked his brows all the way: "Can I steal a kiss?"

Zhu Yu hugged Fu Cizhou and buried his face in his arms: "Yes."

Zhu Yu fell asleep and felt refreshed.

He flipped through his phone, and after confirming that the patient's various values ​​were normal, he simply stayed under the covers and couldn't get up.

"I'm really tired," he put his arms around Fu Cizhou's waist, and shrank himself into the quilt, "I want to sleep for a while."

Fu Cizhou let him hug him, but still persuaded him: "Now I'm going to sleep, I won't be able to sleep at night."

"You don't have to sleep at night," Zhu Yu jumped out of the blanket as if suddenly remembering something, "Today's New Year's Eve, let's go to release the river lanterns."

"Well," Fu Cizhou stroked Zhu Yu's still fluffy hair, "Go now."

"There are also sugar paintings!" Zhu Yu added excitedly like a primary school student about to go on a spring outing, "There are also rice cakes!"

Fu Cizhou's fingers trembled, and he pulled Zhu Yu into his arms and hugged him tightly: "Well, I'll buy them all for you."

"There is also Yuanzhou in summer," Zhu Yu mumbled in Fu Cizhou's arms, "Yuanzhou in summer is also very interesting, there are many jasmine flowers, and it smells fragrant wherever you go..."

But there is no Fu Cizhou.

Zhu Yu closed his eyes and didn't continue to think about it.

"Let's go out and play," he opened his eyes again, and pushed Fu Cizhou's shoulders with both hands, "I finally have a day off tomorrow."

Fu Cizhou was used to wishing Yu Yu before, and he always responded to requests.

It is still the case now, no matter what Zhu Yu says, as long as he can do it, he will generally do it.

"Okay, let's go out and play."

The afternoon of New Year's Eve was very lively. Fu Cizhou and Zhu Yu went to many places together.

The grandfather who sells sugar paintings is still there, and his body is still strong after all these years.

Zhu Yu held up Fu Cizhou's name and ate sugar paintings like a cat.

His hair is thin and soft, hanging on his forehead, he is 17 years old in Fu Cizhou's memory.

It gets dark early in winter, and just after six o'clock, the shops on the street are lit up.

Due to environmental problems, the display of river lanterns was banned a few years ago, but there are many decorative lanterns and boats on the Yuanzhou River, which are bright red and bright.

It is impossible to go down the river, let alone the bottom of the bridge.

Zhu Yu leaned on the stone railing on the side of the street and leaned out his upper body.

"Love Bridge," Zhu Yu turned to Fu Cizhou and said, "You named it."

He raised his face slightly to look at Fu Cizhou, the corners of his lips curled up, and he rolled his eyes with a smile.

"Didn't you say soil?" Fu Cizhou stood beside Zhu Yu, carefully protecting him, "Later it was renamed Xiaoyuqiao."

"Down the bridge," Zhu Yu snapped his fingers, smiling a bit evilly, "You're looking for a good place."

Fu Cizhou tilted his head and kissed Zhu Yu's forehead.

The speed is very fast, as if being blown by warm wind, with a light touch, no one notices.

"Hey?" Zhu Yu covered the place where Fu Cizhou had just posted, "What are you doing?"

They are no longer the green young men they used to be. Men have responsibilities on their shoulders and softness in their hearts.

Fu Cizhou embraced him generously, and said in a low voice, "It's also possible on the bridge."

Although the river lantern has been cancelled, the rice cakes on the street are still fragrant.

Fu Cizhou bought a few yuan, held it in his hand, and carried it in a bag. Together with Zhu Yu, he and Zhu Yu held warm rice cakes and ate them while walking under the dim street lights.

"Red beans," Zhu Yu stuffed his own into Fu Cizhou's hands, and snatched another bitten one from the other party, "I don't like red beans."

Fu Cizhou looked down at the rice cake in his hand, and took another bite where Zhu Yu had bitten: "The boss gave it wrong."

He remembered that Zhu Yu once said that rice cakes should not be stuffed.

At that time, I thought this person was a force, but now I wish the other party would pick a little more.

Zhu Yu: "The red bean is one dollar more expensive."

Fu Cizhou looked at him with a smile: "Then I made money?"

Zhu Yu pursed her lips, and there seemed to be a little pink on her lips.

"It's time to eat." Fu Cizhou pouted.

Zhu Yu wiped it with the back of his hand, then raised his chin to look at him.

"No more." Fu Cizhou smiled.

The two were walking on the side of the road, their shadows stretched and shortened by the street lights.

After Zhu Yu finished eating the rice cake, he left his hands free, and quietly grabbed Fu Cizhou's hem under the cover of his coat.

Fu Cizhou lowered his arm and took the hand with sharp joints into his palm.

Just as Zhu Yu took the rice cake, his palm was still warm, but his fingertips were still cold, as if holding a handful of dew with a cold wind.

He put it in his pocket and rubbed it carefully.

"Master, will you live in Yuanzhou in the future?"

"Well, but I have to go out to work."

"Are you busy at work?"

"The company was a little busy at the start-up stage."

Zhu Yu lowered his head and stepped on the bricks on the ground, curled his fingers in his pockets and clasped them tightly with Fu Cizhou.

He was wearing a coat with drooping collar, exposing his fair neck, looking a bit cold.

"Exactly, I'm busy too..." Zhu Yu trailed off, as if swallowing the words into his throat.

"But I will come back often," Fu Cizhou turned his head to look at Zhu Yu's drooping eyelashes, "my home is here."

Zhu Yu looked up at Fu Cizhou as if he suddenly remembered something, "Aren't you going home today on New Year's Eve?"

Fu Cizhou raised his hand: "They asked me to spend more time with you."

Zhu Yu stopped and crumpled the food bag in his hand: "You'd better go home, otherwise uncle and aunt will be upset."

"It's okay." Fu Cizhou took the trash from Zhu Yu's hand and threw it into the trash can on the side of the road. "You don't have to worry about it."

In fact, for so many years, Fu Cizhou hasn't been home much.

His resentment towards Zhong Yan and Fu Yanting hadn't dissipated, once Nan Huai was thinking about Zhu Yu.

So when the new year came, he simply ran to Yuanzhou to meet his parents on the first day of the new year.But even so, most of them broke up because of those old things.

The stubbornness of the father and son is almost the same. They fight each other, and neither of them wants to be humble.

Fortunately, after so many years, Fu Yanting finally let go, allowing Fu Cizhou to breathe a sigh of relief in the dilemma.

He couldn't let go of Zhu Yu, and he couldn't let go of his parents either.

"Go back and see grandma." Zhu Yu looked down at the data on his phone and frowned, "Her heart rate is a bit high today..."

Fu Cizhou leaned over Zhu Yu's shoulder, watching his fingers poke the phone screen: "How tall is it?"

"It's almost ninety." Zhu Yu showed Fu Cizhou the data on his phone, "Over one hundred is not good."

Fu Cizhou couldn't understand at all, but quickly took out his mobile phone and called Zhong Yan.

But no one answered for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Yu asked.

"I'm a little worried," Fu Cizhou turned off the phone, "I'll go to the hospital to see."

Fu Cizhou walked in a hurry, and Zhu Yu also followed.

When I arrived at the hospital and hurried to the ward, I heard a noise just before I got out of the elevator and walked into the corridor.

"Are you starting to reason with me now? At the beginning I looked down on Xiaoyan and you didn't reason with me, now you look down on Xiaoyu and you start reasoning with me again? It's the same situation, I did it back then What, what are you doing now? You two are so big, and you are fighting against a child? If it wasn't, if they hadn't kept it from me, I would have killed you a long time ago!"

Grandma's scolding was so smooth and smooth that Zhu Yu and Fu Cizhou were both stunned.

Especially Zhu Yu, that is simply stupid.

Isn't grandma... alzheimer's disease?

Why is the logic of speaking now quite normal?

"Beibei, you're also hiding it from me," grandma's voice trembled, as if she was crying, "My two poor children..."

Fu Cizhou squeezed Zhu Yu's fingers, opened the door and entered the ward.

Zhu Yu was still in a daze at the door, not daring to go in for a long time.

The quarrel inside was still going on, someone put Zhu Yu on the shoulder: "Doctor Zhu..."

Zhu Yu came back to his senses suddenly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, only to realize that a few drops of cold sweat had already rolled down his forehead.

"What's going on inside?" Pei Xi asked quietly, "It's so noisy on New Year's Eve, it's really okay."

Zhu Yu shook his head, pushed Pei Xi away and turned to leave.

He walked along the hallway until he reached the end and turned left into the stairwell.

Zhu Yu always felt that this scene was a bit familiar. It was the same night, and it was the same hospital. He seemed to have messed up something, and then sat on the last step of the steps and hugged his knees.

Zhu Yu thought so, so he did it.

He folded his arms on his knees, arched his waist, and buried his face in it.

I wish Xiaoyu could be so fragile that she shed tears, because Fu Cizhou was by his side.

So, it's okay to cry.

Zhu Yu opened his eyes and didn't shed a tear for a long time.

He wasn't wishing Xiaoyu.

The hospital on New Year's Eve was not as lively as usual. Patients who could be discharged were discharged, and those who could not were forced to be discharged in advance.

There are few doctors on duty and few patients.

Zhu Yu stared blankly at the quiet corner of the stairs in the hospital, where the place was as clean as new and spotless.

The phone in his pocket vibrated, and Zhu Yu took it out to see that it was Lin Wei's call.

The phone ringing lasted for a long time, Zhu Yu stared at the screen in a daze, and the memory of the name Lin Wei was poured into his brain.

"Mom, are you schizophrenic?"

"Just kidding, you should apply for film school."

He had known Lin Wei for seven years, and had been separated from Fu Cizhou for seven years.

Zhu Yu pressed the answer button and put the phone to his ear.

"Zhu~xiao~yu~" Lin Wei called him with a smile.

Zhu Yu's body froze, and he could not help but sit up straight.

"In less than a day, does this change back to Zhu Xiaoyu?"

"Are you planning to act for a few days? Or are you planning...to act for the rest of your life?"

The quarrel in the upstairs ward came to an end for the time being.

Zhong Yan kept wiping away her tears, but looking back at Fu Yanting, her eyes were also bloodshot.

"You don't admit it, I do, I did it seven years ago!"

Grandma smashed the head of the bed and threw it all over the floor.

She had just finished the operation, and it took a lot of effort to move it. Fu Beibei pressed it beside her, she was so distressed that she shed tears.

"Grandma, a little fish like you will be worried."

Grandma glared at Fu Cizhou, lay down temporarily and closed her eyes.

"He's fine now, haven't you seen it?" Fu Cizhou continued, "Today I took him out for a walk, he's really fine."

"Where's the person?" Grandma took a breath and asked, "Let him come and show me."

Fu Cizhou hurried out to call Zhu Yu.

Grandma pointed to Fu Yanting who was standing at the end of the bed and said to Fu Beibei: "Let him go!"

Fu Cizhou rushed out of the ward before his parents, but looking left and right, he didn't find Zhu Yu's shadow.

Pei Xi, who was on duty, was familiar with Fu Cizhou, and quickly reminded him kindly: "Are you looking for Dr. Zhu?"

Fu Cizhou stood firm: "Where is he?"

"I saw you going that way just now," Pei Xi pointed him in the direction, "Have you gone to the bathroom?"

Fu Cizhou hurried to the end of the corridor, searched the toilet but couldn't find anyone.

He was a little anxious, took out his mobile phone and called Zhu Yu.

There was a slight vibration, which came from the stairwell at hand.

Then the phone was hung up, and Zhu Yu's message was sent quickly.

-I'm home.

You can't do the same trick twice.

What's more, Zhu Yu didn't cheat the first time.

Fu Cizhou put away his mobile phone and walked into the corridor.

Sure enough, Zhu Yu sat at the bottom of the stairs, hugged his knees, and shrunk into a small ball.

He is almost 1.8 meters tall, 25 and six years old, and he is still aggrieved like a high school student.

Fu Cizhou walked in front of him, bent his knees and squatted down.

"Little liar?" He rubbed Zhu Yu's hair, and went to hold Zhu Yu's hand, "What's wrong?"

"Fu Cizhou..." Zhu Yu hoarsely said, "I'm sick."