Salted Toffee

Fu Cizhou didn't know why he said this sentence.

In his opinion, the relationship between himself and Zhu Yu has not reached the point where he can say the word "like".

Even the most important thing is that Zhu Yu doesn't know whether he likes boys or not.

But Fu Cizhou just wanted to say.

He wanted Zhu Yu to know that someone liked him.

Like is like power, and so is being liked.

If Zhu Yu was a girl, he would have said it directly without hesitation.

There is nothing shameful in liking, it just means that the other party is excellent.

Just like Chu Yao, even if you fail, you can still be friends.

But Fu Cizhou can't, he is a boy, and boys' liking is mixed with some other meanings.

He was also afraid that his liking would become Zhu Yu's burden.

So Fu Cizhou didn't dare to say it out loud, so he could only enjoy his mouth secretly while the other party was asleep.

Like is really like.

But he didn't know if he could like it.

If not, can you continue to be by your side like this?

They still have to take a university entrance examination, and they will always be together in the future.

Fu Cizhou was a little afraid to say it, but he had vague expectations in his heart.

Zhu Yuwo exhaled warmly in his arms, no matter how I thought about it, it would not be a direct rejection.

Probably... no way.

Fu Cizhou had already thought about a lot of miscellaneous things, until the dawn light appeared in the sky at seven o'clock.

His big arm was pillowed by Zhu Yu, and with a hook of his forearm, it wrapped around the other's shoulder.

The palm wraps around the shoulder, and the tentacles are delicate.

Fu Cizhou looked at Zhu Yu's sleeping face and dozed off, reluctant to sleep, and panicked with sleepiness.

Ugh…

I really want to kiss.

After sleeping until 08:30, Zhu Yu was woken up by Fu Cizhou.

Still a little dazed, he propped himself up and sat up.

"I bought some breakfast, do you want to eat?"

Zhu Yu first looked down at himself, wearing a crumpled T-shirt.

There are a bunch of small plates of breakfast on the bedside, soup bags, fried dough sticks, soy milk, everything.

"You open a shop?" Zhu Yu looked up at Fu Cizhou, with a slight smile in his words.

Fu Cizhou threw Zhu Yu's dry pants on the bed: "Ang, do you want some handsome guy?"

"Buy!" Zhu Yu lifted the quilt and got out of bed, his legs were bare, Fu Cizhou looked away.

He took the thermometer, turned around and stuffed it into Zhu Yu's collar: "Take it."

Zhu Yu shrank his neck and clamped it honestly: "I think I'm much better now."

Fu Cizhou raised his hand to touch the other person's forehead, and quickly took it away in just an instant.He gave a soft "hmm", then swayed away to have breakfast.

I don't know why, last night the two of them were sleeping together hugging each other, but now they just touched each other, as if they were on fire, they were extremely nervous.

Zhu Yu thoughtfully scratched his chin with his index finger, turned his heels and went to the bathroom to wash up.

"Uncle called you last night," Fu Cizhou said while packing his things, "I said to come out to play with you, and he told you to be safe."

Zhu Yuzheng was brushing his teeth, and he knew it when he said "huh".

"Then go back to Nanhuai?" Fu Cizhou asked, "The high-speed train runs every two hours. When do you want to leave?"

Zhu Yu went out with a toothbrush in his mouth, picked up his mobile phone from the table to check the train schedule: "Whatever..."

Zhu Qin went home today, he should have gone back earlier.

But when he got home, he had nothing to play, and he wanted to stay with Fu Cizhou again.

"At four o'clock in the afternoon?" Fu Cizhou suggested, "Go to the city center to have a meal and walk around, and then go to the high-speed rail station."

Zhu Yu nodded without any opinion: "Okay."

The two people's eyes met, but they quickly staggered away.

Zhu Yu returned to the bathroom with a toothbrush in his mouth, Fu Cizhou pursed his lower lip lightly, and received a message on his phone.

It was sent by Yuan Yixia.

- Is Lao Fu there?

- Fuck, I'm stunned.

Fu Cizhou frowned, put down the things in his hand, sat on the bedside and replied.

-Say it straight.

He probably knew why Yuan Yixia was surprised, which only showed that things were not different from what he thought.

Yuan Yixia didn't send a message, but called directly.

"Fucking old Fu, why do you ask about this case? Do you know anything?"

Fu Cizhou glanced at the bathroom, lowered the volume of the call, opened the curtains and went to the balcony.

"You said."

"This matter is a bit complicated," Yuan Yixia sighed, "I struggled all night, and I didn't want to tell you, but my dad said that you let me ask about this case, which means you know, and it doesn't matter whether I tell you or not. .”

"Okay, stop talking nonsense," Fu Cizhou went straight to the point, "Tell me carefully what you know."

After hearing what Yuan Yixia said for about 10 minutes, Fu Cizhou probably understood what happened.

Things were exactly as he thought. The name of the person who died in a car accident at the intersection ten years ago was Zhu Yu.

And his parents are Wei Xia and Zhu Qin.

Yuan Yixia's jaw almost hit the ground when he heard about this, but Fu Cizhou was surprisingly quiet after hearing this.

"Fuck! You really know!" Yuan Yixia said in surprise on the other end of the phone.

Fu Cizhou said in his heart that I have even visited his tomb, so what the hell.

"Don't tell anyone about this," Fu Cizhou lowered his voice, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Yuan Yixia agreed, "I'm not a fool, how can I talk about this kind of thing. By the way, don't tell Zhu Yu, I'm afraid he will feel uncomfortable when he mentions this..."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Cizhou re-entered the room, and Zhu Yu was sitting by the bed, eating soup dumplings with bulging cheeks.

"Master," he swallowed the food in his mouth, and looked at him with a smile, "What little secret are you talking about? You still hide from me and go to the balcony to listen?"

"It's a secret, can I tell you?" Fu Cizhou put on his phone and walked to Zhu Yu, "Where's the thermometer?"

"36, I'm fine," Zhu Yu pointed to the thermometer on the table with his chin, "I'm in good health."

"What a fart," Fu Cizhou glanced at him, "It can burn up when the cold wind blows."

Zhu Yu held the white porcelain bowl with both hands, pressed his lips against the edge of the bowl, and drank the soy milk slowly.

Seeing it, Fu Cizhou remembered the appearance when he fed Zhu Yu Tangshui last night.

What he said afterwards... did Zhu Yu hear it?

"Fu Cizhou." Zhu Yu called him suddenly.

It's not a nickname, it's Fu Cizhou with his first and last name.

"Ah?" Fu Cizhou was shocked, feeling a little guilty.

"You go to ask Yuan Yixia, why don't you just ask me." Zhu Yu still drank the soy milk with downcast eyes, but the words he said were like a huge rock, and Fu Cizhou's heart was smashed through with a "bang".

"Ask, what are you asking?" Fu Cizhou was dying, trying to stay in shock.

Seeing Fu Cizhou's guilty look, Zhu Yu couldn't help laughing: "It's all right, young master, don't pretend, Yuan Yixia called me yesterday at noon to ask about this."

Fu Cizhou's temples twitched: "Damn, you already knew?"

No wonder the kid said "Don't tell Zhu Yu" in the last thoughtful way, probably because he was afraid that he would know that the two of them had passed their anger.

"Don't blame him for this," Zhu Yu comforted, "He was also afraid that I would mind, so he asked me if I could tell you."

"Then he sold me?" Fu Cizhou was furious.

"Who told you to check me behind my back?" Zhu Yu rolled Fu Cizhou's eyes.

Fu Cizhou's momentum weakened instantly: "That's not..."

It's not that you don't tell me anything.

He said the first half of the sentence, but he didn't have the nerve to say the rest.

Fu Cizhou had no reason and no position to ask Zhu Yu to tell him everything.

"I don't think it's necessary," Zhu Yu stared at the soy milk in his hand, and said slowly, "After all, everything is over..."

Fu Cizhou sat beside him: "Yes, it's not necessary, don't talk, I'm not going to listen."

His tone was not good, Zhu Yu turned his face to look at him, he couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Can you be angry?!"

"Yes, yes, I'm very angry." Fu Cizhou turned on the phone and flicked the screen as if nothing happened. "You'd better stay away from me, or I'll explode and splatter your blood all over you."

"Aren't I going to tell you?" Zhu Yu bowed his body and tilted his head, insisting that Fu Cizhou look at him.

Fu Cizhou turned his head: "No, it's not necessary."