Salted Toffee

On the first day of school, the summer homework is handed in first, and then the new textbooks are issued.

Because of the slight change in personnel caused by the division of subjects, Lao Chen re-elected the class committee in the class.

Fu Cizhou never participated in these activities. He flipped through his phone and found it boring, so he turned his body and talked to Zhu Yu: "Where did you miss the exam last semester?"

Zhu Yu was laying on the table thinking about it, when he heard that he turned his face to one side: "Let's go play."

"Where did you go to play?"

"amusement park."

"..."

Fu Cizhou frowned: "You're really stupid."

From Fu Cizhou's point of view, amusement parks are basically places where children are taken to fall in love. They are a group of flying teenagers who are young and should go to the playground, to the beach, to the ends of the earth, to some amusement park.

"There are so many people," Zhu Yu said, "It's so hot."

"I lost my mobile phone," Fu Cizhou did not forget to taunt him, "You are really capable."

Zhu Yu smiled, moved his arm on the table, and moved to Fu Cizhou's side: "Is my dad in a hurry when he was looking for me that day?"

"I don't know, I was with Lao Chen." Fu Cizhou said.

He thought about how he looked around the school with sweat on his brow, and felt like a fool in his heart.

Zhu Yu is just a plague god, whoever gets involved with him will be unlucky.

"Are you looking for me too?" Zhu Yu seemed to have heard something new, and his whole body was filled with joy.

"I'm looking for a fart," Fu Cizhou pursed his lips, "I didn't want to go home at the time, I just found an excuse to play outside."

"So that's how it is," Zhu Yu leaned on his arms, smiling brows and eyes, "Then you have to thank me!"

Fu Cizhou was speechless: "You are really shameless."

After school at noon, Zhu Yu was still sleeping on the table.

The bell for the end of get out of class was as loud as if it was stuck to his ear, but he just couldn't get up.

"Hello." Fu Cizhou pushed him.

Zhu Yu's arm moved, and he leaned his face on the arm and faced him: "Huh?"

"School is over," Fu Cizhou vaguely sensed that something was wrong, bent down and glanced at him, "Are you all right?"

Zhu Yu shook his head, stood up with difficulty, and took out a small candy from his pocket.

His movements were slow, as if he had pressed the speed of 0.75, and he looked exhausted and exhausted.

The plastic packaging of the hard candy was a bit difficult to tear off. Zhu Yu failed to tear it open twice, and his hands trembled.

Fu Cizhou couldn't stand it anymore, so he sat back on his chair and helped Zhu Yu tear open the candy and stuff it into his mouth.

"I've been a little hypoglycemic recently." Zhu Yu said with sugar in his mouth, "Master, can I trouble you to get me a glass of water?"

There is a water dispenser and disposable water cups in front of the classroom, and Zhu Yu feels that the fire in his throat is about to burst through the sky.

"What's the matter with you?" Fu Cizhou poured Zhu Yu a glass of water, "Are you going to the hospital?"

"No need," Zhu Yu raised his head and drank the water in the glass in one gulp. He was still a little surprised when he finished, "Warm?"

"Do you have a fever?" Fu Cizhou looked at Zhu Yu's flushed face, and finally raised his hand to cover his forehead, "Is this fucking hot?"

Zhu Yu also touched his own, and the two of them folded their fingers together. Fu Cizhou slapped Zhu Yu's hand away: "Don't be silly, go to the hospital."

The school hospital does not close get off work at noon, Fu Cizhou tugged on Zhu Yu's sleeve, as if pulling a piece of rice cake, the resistance was very strong.

"Wait, I'm dizzy." Zhu Yu squatted under the shade of a tree and couldn't move anymore.

"Get up." Fu Cizhou rushed home to eat, and was about to pull him up very roughly.

"I can't get up," Zhu Yuda panted, "I must be dizzy when I get up..."

He didn't hold back Fu Cizhou, and when he was pulled up, he was top-heavy and smashed to the ground.

Fu Cizhou had been on guard for a long time. He grabbed Zhu Yu's arm and put him on his shoulder: "You can just squat here? Can't you just run away?"

"Fu Cizhou, don't mess with me," Zhu Yu pressed his heart, as if he couldn't breathe, "I can't walk, you carry me..."

His voice began to weaken, and a cold sweat broke out on his body.

In just a dozen seconds, beads of sweat dripped down Fu Cizhou's hand from his chin.

Fu Cizhou had never seen this scene before, so he immediately hugged Zhu Yu and ran to the hospital like flying.

"Doctor! Doctor!" Fu Cizhou entered the gate of the school hospital and began to shout, "Help!"

Probably all the staff went out to eat, but there was no one in this building.

Zhu Yu's face was pale, and there was not even a trace of blood on his lips. He just hunched over in Fu Cizhou's arms, as if he couldn't wake up.

"Zhu Yu!" Fu Cizhou squatted down and put the person in the corridor, and patted Zhu Yu's face, "Zhu Yu, are you okay? Say something!"

He was afraid that something would happen to Zhu Yu, so he even took out his phone to call 120, but Zhu Yu suddenly opened his eyes and held the hand he was dialing.

Although Zhu Yu still looked weak and not good enough, at least his eyes were opened, and he was able to catch his breath.

He looked at Fu Cizhou, as if he didn't have the strength to speak, so he had to take short breaths to show that he was fine.

"Fuck! What's going on!" Fu Cizhou's soul was half frightened, "Don't fucking kill me!"

"I've said it all..." Zhu Yu's voice was hoarse, as if he had been fished out of the water, "I can't walk..."

The air conditioner was turned on in the building of the school hospital, and Zhu Yu seemed to have finally calmed down, and his lips showed a faint pink color.

A big stone fell to Fu Cizhou's heart, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

"Can you fucking believe what you say?" Fu Cizhou threw the phone aside, spread his palms and wiped the sweat on his clothes vigorously, "Really, I was scared to death."

Fu Cizhou grew up peacefully since he was a child, and he hasn't even seen a big movie of blood.

Zhu Yudan made this young master feel the fragility of life with his own efforts.

"Can't stand up?" Zhu Yu was still in the mood to joke with Fu Cizhou.

"You fucking count the tops?" Fu Cizhou exhaled, and pinched Zhu Yu's waist, "I really don't want to pump."

Zhu Yu tilted his body after being pinched, gritted his teeth and said, "You still dare to mess with me when I'm already like this?"

"You're so frightening that I'm sweating," Fu Cizhou pinched him again, "What's wrong with you?!"

Zhu Yu is the most ticklish person, so he bowed his body immediately: "Don't, don't, I'm wrong, okay?"

So when the nurse sister of the school hospital came back after eating, as soon as she entered the gate, she saw two boys crowded together in the corridor and messing around, and she felt bad instantly.

"Are you here? Huh—"

-

Fu Cizhou's face was completely thrown away by Zhu Yu today.

But even if you lose face, you still need to see the disease.

It's just that Zhu Yuhe was so hysterical that he didn't want to see a doctor, so Fu Cizhou had to go in alone and explain what happened just now.

After hearing this, the doctor temporarily decided that Zhu Yu had hypoglycemia plus heatstroke.

"Can you still suffer from heatstroke in September?" Fu Cizhou was a little unbelievable.

The doctor drew a prescription, buried his head and wrote down a few lines: "Your classmate's physique is a bit poor, and you should exercise more in the future."

Fu Cizhou said "Oh", and politely added "Thank you doctor" before leaving.

Zhu Yu was standing against the wall in the corridor, and looked up when he heard the door closing.

Fu Cizhou walked up to Zhu Yu with a prescription sheet in his hands, "I didn't see you become Lin Daiyu during the summer vacation?"

Zhu Yu stood up straight, and said shamelessly: "Actually, I am Lin Daiyu."

"Pull you down." Fu Cizhou wanted to push Zhu Yu, but he stopped in midair.

"Damn," he folded the prescription, "I dare not touch you."

He Zhu Yu was amused by his vigilance like guarding against a thief: "Then I will touch you."

As he said that, he walked towards Fu Cizhou, who was so scared that he backed away for a few steps: "There is surveillance, please don't touch me."

With a smile on his face, Zhu Yu opened his arms and continued to walk towards him: "There is monitoring, what are you afraid of?"

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Fu Cizhou ran away, Zhu Yu followed behind him and laughed loudly: "What are you doing, young master, don't run away."

The two went to the medicine collection point, but they didn't take the medicine.

The main reason is that Zhu Yu took Fu Cizhou and said that he had a lot of Huoxiangzhengqi water at home, and he couldn't use it up in ten summers.

Fu Cizhou looked at the piece of paper from front to back a hundred times, but he didn't realize that it said "Huoxiang Zhengqi Water".

"That man is your father?" Fu Cizhou glanced behind him, "Are you so familiar?"

Zhu Yu praised his imagination: "To tell you the truth, my family runs a clinic."

Zhu Yu's father, Zhu Qin, is the only doctor in a community clinic near the school.

Every morning, he goes to bed at [-] o'clock in the evening from [-] o'clock in the morning, eats at [-] o'clock in the noon, and takes a nap at noon, which is as regular as a living alarm clock.

Zhu Yu leaves school at [-]:[-], and now he doesn't come back until [-]:[-], half an hour late.

But Zhu Qin didn't say anything, just set the table and chopsticks, and said lightly: "Let's eat."

Zhu Yu put down his schoolbag, went to the dining table and sat down.

Two dishes and one soup, one meat and one vegetarian, match well.

It's just that the father and son are terribly silent.

"How about the new semester?" Zhu Qin asked suddenly.

Zhu Yu nodded: "Very good."

An innocuous question and answer is like a filter to beautify life, making all the bumps blurry and smooth.

As if saying so, the new semester is really good.

After eating in half an hour, Zhu Qin went back to his room to sleep, and Zhu Yu cleaned up the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash.

His schoolbag was still thrown on the sofa, and Zhu Yu took a handful when he returned to his room. It contained brand new textbooks, which were extremely heavy.

Zhu Yu's room is not big, but it has a floor-to-ceiling window that almost covers the entire wall.

The midday sun was great, and the dark blackout curtains were only half drawn to light up the room.

Dark brown wooden furniture seems to be a complete set.

Desks, wardrobes, wooden beds are all.

They are brand new, even the plastic film on the sliding armrests of the wardrobe has not had time to tear off.

The bed sheet was a depressing blue, Zhu Yu threw his schoolbag on the bench, and lay on the bed on his back.

It seems that the chandelier has not had time to be replaced, and the old-fashioned lampshade is covered with stars hanging from wool.

The stars are made of paper, the size of half a palm, there are a dozen of them in all colors.

Zhu Yu stared at them for a while, then got up and tore off all the bits and pieces.

Then he pulled out a huge plastic glove box from under the bed.

The glove box was filled with a box of messy things, Zhu Yu casually twisted the string of wool and threw it all in.