Salted Toffee

Chapter 39 Shameless Zhu Yu rubs Fu Cizhou's face and teases Xiao...

After strolling around outside the aquarium, Zhu Yu went home alone.

Fu Cizhou said he was going to do his "things", but he didn't say what he was going to do.

Zhu Yu felt a little uncomfortable, and felt an inexplicable sense of guilt towards Fu Cizhou until he went to bed at night.

Although he was denied by the other party, the doubts in his heart were still not dispelled.

Unless Zhu Yu clearly knows what Fu Cizhou came back for, this question will take root in his heart like a poisonous seed, breed all kinds of weird and related questions, and finally become an unanswerable question. unsolved mysteries.

Zhu Yu turned on his phone, but Fu Cizhou didn't send him a message.

In the few days after the new year, it has never been so quiet.

This is not normal.

Zhu Yu frowned and sent Fu Cizhou a message.

- Are you busy?

After waiting for a few minutes, Fu Cizhou didn't reply to him.

"Alas..." Zhu Yu threw his phone on the table and dug himself into the quilt. The "unpleasant" in his heart began to swell slowly, occupying half of his heart.

I've never been so worried.

Stuck in the quilt for a while, Zhu Yu stretched out his arm to turn off the bedside lamp.

Fumbling with his fingers, he touched the photo frame on the cabinet.

Zhu Yu pulled his head out of the bed and stared at the family portrait in a daze.

The light was dimly lit, and the date printed on the line in the lower left corner of the photo was almost invisible.

That was the third of July 20 years ago.

Because the time is too long, this line of date has been blurred into the old background by the years, if you don't look carefully, you can't see it.

Did Fu Cizhou see it?

That's why I'm so sure that the person in the photo is not him.

That's why... I said I lied to him.

If so, how should I explain it to him.

Zhu Yu didn't want to either.

He got out of bed, opened the box under the bed again, and put the photos in it.

This time, Zhu Yu didn't stuff it in the corner at will, but took out a worn-out animal story book, put the photos in it, and then picked up the messy old things, and pressed the story book at the bottom.

As soon as the mobile phone on the table lit up, Fu Cizhou's message came back.

- get busy.

Are you busy now?Is the major event of going back to Nanhuai from Yuanzhou completed in less than an afternoon?

Zhu Yu got under the covers and chatted with him with his mobile phone.

- What are you busy with?

The other party did not reply for a long time.

Zhu Yu held his mobile phone in his hands to force himself, half-closed his eyes and almost fell asleep several times.

On the other side, Fu Cizhou was nestled in the back row of the car, staring at the phone in a daze.

What are you busy with?He was busy waiting for his driver to come and pick him up back to Yuanzhou.

Fu Cizhou has never done this kind of tossing people back and forth.

The little fish was still spitting out bubbles, and the "typing in progress" behind the remarks never stopped from beginning to end.

Zhu Yu was waiting for his message, even though it was so late, he was still waiting.

Suddenly a little irritable, Fu Cizhou pressed the phone to his chest, turned his head to look at the darkness outside the car window.

Although he wouldn't be able to travel between the two places by taking the train for one day and one night like Zhu Yu, but he was reluctant to sit on Fu Cizhou in the back of the car for such a long time.

I had to sit for most of the day, with my legs curled up, so tired that I was dying.

And just like that, he didn't make a good impression on others, he just looked like a fucking idiot.

Fu Cizhou turned off his mobile phone and threw it on the seat.

Zhu Yu's message was sent right after, Fu Cizhou persisted for half a second, and took it to read.

It's a transfer, 600 yuan.

There is also a sentence under the transfer-how much is your mobile phone?

Fu Cizhou took a deep breath, but in the end he couldn't hold back and let out a "fuck".

The driver glanced at his young master from the rearview mirror, and the other party's face was darkened, as if he could play Zhang Fei at any time.

I don't want to be black, so I simply block a dragon.

The phone was slammed onto the seat, bounced back and fell to the floor.

Fu Cizhou kicked his legs on the seat and simply closed his eyes to sleep.

Heartless, white-eyed wolf.

Go away, goodbye.

And Zhu Yu, who was blocked, was still pitifully waiting for information.

He thought that Fu Cizhou might still be busy, so he didn't want to wait, at worst, he would wait all night, and Fu Cizhou would take care of him tomorrow.

So humble.

Zhu Yu put the phone next to the pillow, and after turning around five or six times in the bed, he finally couldn't help but reappeared.

The young master was angry, angry, and he was angry again.

Although Fu Cizhou was often angry, he really shouldn't lie to him.

Even silence is fine, silence is better than deception.

Then apologize.

- that photo is not me

- i didn't mean to lie to you

-I was wrong

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Still no response.

No one responded all night.

Zhu Yu comforted himself to wait a little longer.

But after waiting for a whole February, until the beginning of school in early March, he did not receive any information from Fu Cizhou.

really do.

The new semester was reported at [-] a.m. on March [-]nd. Zhu Yu got up so early that he almost carried a stick of wood to Fu Cizhou to plead guilty.

As a result, he rushed all the way to the classroom, and Fu Cizhou was even earlier than him.

"Master?!" Zhu Yu walked around Fu Cizhou with his schoolbag on his back, "Are you still alive?"

Fu Cizhou was tilting his stool to play with his mobile phone. After hearing this, his forehead twitched. He raised his eyelids and looked at Zhu Yu: "Shut up if you can't speak."

There was no news for more than a month, and he didn't expect the opening remarks of the two to see each other like this.

Before, he was always worried about whether he would be unfamiliar, but now it seems that he is thinking too much.

"It's so early for you to come." Zhu Yu wiped the table with his fingers, and threw his schoolbag on it when he saw it was clean.

Fu Cizhou switched off his mobile phone and glanced at the noisy classroom: "You too."

After all, the reporting time was an hour later than the class. I wonder if it was a winter vacation that drove everyone crazy. A lot of people came to the classroom around [-]:[-].

But everyone is busy copying their summer homework, unlike Zhu Yu and Fu Cizhou who can chat leisurely like this.

"Aren't I in a hurry to see you?" Zhu Yu pulled away the bench, wiped it with his hands and sat on it, "You haven't talked to me for more than a month."

Fu Cizhou straightened his back, and the front leg of the bench that was originally tilted hit the ground with a "dang".

He turned his head to look at Zhu Yu, his eyes were a little more incredible.

This person, why, how embarrassed, said this kind of words?

"I'm Yu!" Wang Ying turned around and greeted enthusiastically, "Have you finished your chemistry winter vacation homework?"

Zhu Yu opened his schoolbag and took out several books: "Come and copy."

Fu Cizhou pointed his fingers on the table, seeing that Zhu Yu looked like he was okay, he wondered whether he was wrong or someone else was wrong.

"Master," Zhu Yu finished tidying up, and could finally turn around and concentrate on coaxing people, "Did you stop checking your phone? I send you messages every day and you don't reply to me."

Fu Cizhou snapped his fingers: "Huh?"

"Even if you don't want to talk to me, don't be so obvious. You talk in the group all day long. When I find you, you don't talk at all. I beg you like that. You are so determined to ignore me." woo woo woo woo…"

Zhu Yu chatted with him like bitter water, so emotional that he couldn't help pulling Fu Cizhou's arm and pretending to wipe tears.

Fu Cizhou shook his shoulders in disgust, and as he listened, he suddenly remembered something—he seemed to have blocked Zhu Yu.

This is actually not important, the important thing is that he didn't think about it for a whole month.

"..."

He forgot that this is the most deadly.

Feeling guilty to the extreme is probably Fu Cizhou's current state of mind.

He quietly took out his phone and released Zhu Yu from his block list.

Back in the car, he was hungry, sleepy, and furious, and his phone broke after blocking it.When I fell asleep, I sent Yuanzhou's mobile phone to be repaired, but it was not repaired, so I simply replaced it.

This series of twists and turns and Fu Cizhou's own ideological struggle were enough to make him forget the stupid things he did on the spur of the moment.

But now things have suddenly turned around, and Fu Cizhou's mood is not so bad suddenly, it can even be said that the sun has brightened.

No wonder Zhu Yu didn't look for him for so long, it turned out he was blocked!

"You don't even want to give you money, and you don't listen to your apology. I lost your little broken phone, and I finished eating sugar paintings. Didn't you say that you would buy it for me after eating? I won't take you like this." of."

Zhu Yu said it poorly, but Fu Cizhou was delighted to hear it.

"Yuanzhou Nanhuai is so far away, I'll buy it for you after you finish eating?"

Zhu Yu held back for a while, and seemed to understand the reason: "But you can't ignore me for more than a month, can you?"

Fu Cizhou felt wronged and poked his phone with his head down.

He opened and closed the dialog box between himself and Zhu Yu several times, but the chat history between the two is still blank.

"You send me messages every day?" Fu Cizhou asked.

"I posted it every day!" Zhu Yu said viciously, "You don't talk to me every day!"

The mobile phone turned around in Fu Cizhou's hand: "Oh, I didn't pay attention."

"I am," Wang Ying turned around again, "Have you also written your English weekly diary?"

"How do you copy Zhou Ji?" Zhu Yu took out another notebook from his schoolbag.

"The teacher doesn't read it at all," Wang Ying took the notebook over, "I'm short of two articles, just find something to make up the word count."

Fu Cizhou listened to the noise around him, and opened the dialog box with Zhu Yu for the nth time.

Why hasn't any information been sent yet?He even unblocked Zhu Yu, shouldn't those blocked messages be sent over?

It's more than a month's worth of information, he has to see what's been said.

"Master, you got a new phone again." Seeing Fu Cizhou's phone, Zhu Yu couldn't help casting envious glances, "Look at my old phone, it can't even play games."

Fu Cizhou glanced at Zhu Yu and cursed, "It's right for you".

"You confiscated the money from WeChat, and I will transfer it to Alipay for you," Zhu Yu said, and moved to Fu Cizhou, "Did you see it?"

As soon as Fu Cizhou raised his arm, his elbow could rest on Zhu Yu's chin: "I didn't see it."

"Then look at it now," Zhu Yu rested his chin on Fu Cizhou's arm, "I apologize to you, and I won't lie to you again."

This can be regarded as bowing the head, and it can also be regarded as being subdued.

Fu Cizhou's little heart was beating wildly, but he still had to maintain his superficial calmness.

"You really send me messages every day?" He turned on the phone and showed it to Zhu Yu, "Why haven't I?"

Zhu Yu frowned, and took the phone with question marks all over his face: "Why not? I really sent it!"

Fu Cizhou stretched out his hand: "Show me your phone?"

I wish Yu obediently unlocked and handed in his smart elderly phone.

Fu Cizhou clicked on his profile picture and saw a series of messages from Zhu Yu.

Every six or seven sentences there is a new date, yesterday, the day before yesterday, the day before yesterday, there are many emoticons, and a few photos.

Zhu Yu watched Fu Cizhou smile while paddling. Although the smile was not very obvious and he was trying hard to suppress it, the boy's eyes were shining brightly, and he was happy at first glance.

As expected of a silly dog, it's too easy to be happy.

Did you say something funny?

Zhu Yu was a little curious, and leaned over to look at the chat history on the phone.

"Huh?" Without warning, Fu Cizhou stopped suddenly, "You just said you wouldn't lie to me."

Zhu Yu was stunned: "Ah? What did I lie to you again?"

"Here," Fu Cizhou put the phone on the table, and pointed to the date between several messages, "February [-]th."

Zhu Yu nodded: "What's wrong?"

"Here," Fu Cizhou slid his finger down a little, "February [-]th."

Zhu Yu frowned, not understanding what was unusual.

"What about February [-]?" Fu Cizhou tapped his fingers on the table, "What did you do that day?"

Zhu Yuyuan was dumbfounded for a few seconds: "I don't know."

Now it's March [-]nd, who can remember why he went there one day a month ago.

"Do you know what Tiantian is?" Fu Cizhou's face was black and his tone was bad, "Every day, every day."

"I didn't post it for just one day." Zhu Yu explained.

Fu Cizhou squinted his eyes and pressed the phone with his palm, looking very dangerous: "I didn't send it today."

This man is just making trouble for no reason!

Zhu Yu raised his hands, and his palms were caught off guard and stuck to Fu Cizhou's side face, squeezing his mouth together: "Didn't I come to see you early today?!"

Fu Cizhou's expression became silly and dull at a speed visible to the naked eye. His fingers pressed against the edge of the table, and his nails turned white due to the force.

"Don't be angry, young master, you see you are so handsome, it's a pity to have a stinky face every day." Zhu Yu rubbed Fu Cizhou's face, and let go like teasing a puppy, "What do you think? Are you not angry? Actually, you are not angry now, right?"

The boy's palm was warm and dry, and he rubbed it on his face, like rubbing a handful of warm leaves under the sun.

Fu Cizhou slowly leaned back on his chair, he raised his hand and touched his face as if he had just reset his soul.

"I'm Yu!" Wang Ying in the front row turned around with his homework again, "Why can't I understand what you wrote?"

Zhu Yu looked sideways, took a pen and corrected it: "Wrong."

Wang Ying turned back again, but Fu Cizhou was still wandering.

"Master?" Zhu Yu waved his hand in front of him, "What's wrong with you?"

"Why are you like this?!" Fu Cizhou frowned, holding back a rhetorical question for a while.

Zhu Yu was at a loss: "What about me?"

Fu Cizhou hit Zhu Yu's hand with a "slap".

"Frivolous, casual, shameless!"