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"Yes, yes," Fu Cizhou responded to Zhu Yu, as if coaxing a child with full pampering, "The little mermaid's fish, the little bastard's little one."

"You scold me?"

"I still beat you!"

The two were chatting one after another, Zhu Yu closed his eyes and spoke more and more slowly.

Until the dawn was faint and the sky was pale, he didn't respond for a long time, and fell asleep in Fu Cizhou's arms.

Fu Cizhou hugged Zhu Yu for a while, squeezed his hands and face, and after making sure that Zhu Yu was asleep, he tilted his head and kissed his forehead.

Secretly, no one noticed.

After a while, Fu Cizhou guessed that Zhu Qin in the ward should wake up, and was about to take him back.

He moves carefully, slowly and gently.

But Zhu Yu is a very light sleeper, even the slightest movement can wake her up.

Turning his head to Fu Cizhou's chest, Zhu Yu curled up his fingers and grabbed the fabric of Fu Cizhou's chest.

In a daze, he said something in his sleep, as if he was calling Fu Cizhou's name.

Fu Cizhou lowered his eyes and responded, Zhu Yu felt his presence, and immediately let go of his fingers.

Like a habitual restlessness, Zhu Yu could barely fall asleep only in a crowded classroom.

Wake up now, I'm afraid it will be difficult to fall asleep.

Fu Cizhou gathered the quilt, hugged Zhu Yu on his lap, and patted him on the back: "We're going back."

Zhu Yu struggled to open his eyes, and after confirming that this person was really Fu Cizhou, he let out a soft "hmm".

Some people wake up early, some people see a doctor.

There are also doctors and patients walking on the path beside the gazebo.

Zhu Yu's voice was very soft, and he asked in a low voice, "Are you leaving?"

"Don't go," Fu Cizhou said, "ask for leave today and sleep with you."

When he returned to the ward, Zhu Qin had finished washing. Seeing Fu Cizhou come in with Zhu Yu in his arms, he didn't say a word, but stepped forward to help him.

On the contrary, Fu Cizhou felt a little guilty, and quickly said: "Uncle, I'm sorry, I took Zhu Yu out."

Zhu Qin shook his head: "He didn't like sleeping in the hospital."

Fu Cizhou felt distressed when he thought of the reason why Zhu Yu was not in the hospital, and he didn't know if Zhu Qin knew about it.

"Eat something to cushion your stomach," Zhu Qin handed Fu Cizhou a bag of steamed buns, "You didn't sleep a night, go back and rest, there is still class to attend today."

"It's okay, I can ask for leave." Fu Cizhou took the steamed bun, squeezed one and threw it into his mouth, "Uncle, can you sleep a little longer? I wish you well, I'll just watch."

Zhu Qin repeatedly insisted that Fu Cizhou go home and sleep.

But Fu Cizhou was even more stubborn than him, and he sat on the edge of the hospital bed and refused to go back.

The two persuaded each other for a long time, and finally Zhu Qin simply gave up.

He sighed, sat by the window and looked out, not knowing what he was thinking.

Fu Cizhou was not in the mood to care about others, he went out to wash his face after eating the buns, and secretly squeezed Zhu Yu's hand when he came back.

Zhu Yu fell asleep, and didn't wake up after being pinched, Fu Cizhou frowned, and the strength in his hands became stronger.

"Hiss..." Zhu Yu moved his fingers, opened his eyes and said weakly, "Why..."

He fell into a drowsy sleep, and his hand hurt from being pinched, so he had to respond.

"It's okay," Fu Cizhou changed from kneading to kneading, and said gently, "You continue to sleep."

"I'm sick..." Zhu Yu rolled his eyes and turned his back to Fu Cizhou.

He was facing out the window, just in time to meet Zhu Qin's eyes.

Zhu Qin stood up and helped him tuck the quilt: "Would you like something to eat?"

"Not hungry..." Zhu Yu grabbed the quilt and glanced out the window.

He suddenly realized that if Zhu Qin had been sitting here, he would have seen what happened between him and Fu Cizhou under the pavilion just now.

An inexplicable guilty conscience suddenly came to my heart, Zhu Yu buried half of her face in the quilt, and did not dare to look around with her downcast eyes.

He's sick, so it's okay to be hugged by Fu Cizhou, right?

What's more, the two of them are nothing, even if there may be something, but it hasn't happened yet?

Why are you scaring yourself, there is nothing.

Zhu Yu closed his eyes, and could smell the faint smell of disinfectant in the air.

I don't know if I told Fu Cizhou about the past, but he was a little more accepting of disinfectant.

In fact, in the final analysis, it is a psychological suggestion. When he is no longer timid, those factors that interfere with him are not worth mentioning.

For so many years, Zhu Yu has always endured silently and never told anyone about the past.

But now I have mentioned it to Fu Cizhou once, but it seems that the burden has been lifted, and the whole person is much more relaxed.

Fu Cizhou was beside him, and so was Zhu Qin.

It seems that there is nothing to be afraid of.

After sleeping for a while, Zhu Yu dreamed of an ordinary noon.

Wei Xia cooked a table full of meals, and Zhu Yu was still busy in the kitchen until she got home from school.

With the sound of "jingling" washing the kitchen utensils, Wei Xia raised her voice and asked him, "Did you get the test results?"

"Come down," Zhu Yu took out the test paper from his schoolbag, "No.1 in the test."

Just at this time, Zhu Qin entered the door, and there was a little smile on his face when he heard this: "No. [-] again?"

"Can my son not be the first?" Wei Xia brought the last pot of pork rib soup and said happily, "Fucking mother always took the first place back then."

Sometimes Zhu Yu is also envious, envious of Zhu Yu's parents who love him so much.

If he was born in such a family, even if he was in poor health, his parents would not give up on him.

It would be nice if someone did the same and didn't give up on him.

If only someone cherished him like this.

It is not regarded as Zhu Yu's treasure, it is another kind of treasure that belongs to him completely.

Unfortunately not.

His self-introduction to everyone is fake, and everyone knows him is also fake.

Zhu Yu is also confused, who is the person who is alive now, and is the person who talks to Fu Cizhou and Yuan Yixia in class, is he himself.

If he had not been adopted and grew up in an orphanage, would his life be his own?

"Wake up."

Someone pinched his face.

Zhu Yu frowned, squinted his eyes and saw Fu Cizhou's huge face: "Are you still sleeping?"

Why... frighten him.

Zhu Yu closed his eyes again, too lazy to look at him.

"It's twelve o'clock, ancestor," Fu Cizhou rubbed Zhu Yu's hair, "get up and eat something."

Zhu Yu didn't want to eat, he just wanted to lie down.

"If you have low blood sugar, you can't eat well." Fu Cizhou lifted a corner of the quilt, and forcibly pulled Zhu Yu's arm. "When you get up, you should eat with me."

Zhu Yu propped himself up and sat on the bed, Fu Cizhou propped up the small table on the bed, and put stacks of meals on it.

The lunch is packed in a stainless steel lunch box, which doesn't look like it's bought from outside.

"I can't even recognize the lunch box at home." Fu Cizhou set up the meal and handed Zhu Yu a pair of chopsticks, "Uncle sent it."

Zhu Yu looked around the ward, but he didn't see Zhu Qin's person: "Where's my dad?"

"Uncle delivered the meal early, I told him to go back to sleep before you woke up." Fu Cizhou said.

"Are you asleep?" Zhu Yu asked.

He didn't wake up in the first half of the night yesterday, and Fu Cizhou must have not fallen asleep. In the second half of the night, he took someone out to blow the night breeze, so Fu Cizhou didn't sleep all night.

"I slept for a while when you were sleeping in the morning." Fu Cizhou sat by the bed, picked up a bowl of rice and started eating, "I'm hungry now."

"Where did you sleep?" Zhu Yu fiddled with the rice, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Where to sleep is not to sleep," Fu Cizhou ambiguously answered the question, "Do you drink soup? Let me scoop some soup and make rice for you."

The two of them were halfway through their meal when there were several knocks on the door outside the ward.

Fu Cizhou turned around and looked over, it turned out to be Lao Chen, Wang Ying and Yuan Yixia.

He quickly stood up to greet him, and returned with several fruit baskets and a bouquet of flowers.

Zhu Yu's illness can be said to be big or small, it is like a bomb/bomb. It is very powerful when it explodes, but nothing happens when it doesn't explode.

Except for some poor nutrition that caused her complexion to look bad, everything was fine.

With Lao Chen present, the students inevitably couldn't let go.

In order not to delay Zhu Yu's meal, he kept the long story short, like a gust of wind, and left after visiting.

Fu Cizhou got up to see off Lao Chen, and Wang Ying took the lead and looked up and down in front of Zhu Yu: "I'll go, I'm Yu, are you okay, you scared me to death last night..."

He didn't just scare Wang Ying to death last night, he almost scared the whole class to death.

Zhu Yu was a little embarrassed, rubbed his nose and didn't know what to say.

When Fu Cizhou walked to the door of the ward, he didn't forget to turn his head and say: "Don't delay him from eating!"

After leaving the ward with Lao Chen, he unexpectedly found that there was a red-eyed Chu Yao standing at the door.

Fu Cizhou's heart was full of alarm bells, and he stared at the person every three steps.

"You go back, I can go by myself." Seeing that he was in a state of uncertainty, Lao Chen waved his hand to let Fu Cizhou go back.

Fu Cizhou waited for this sentence, and he was not polite to Lao Chen. He pressed the elevator button and prepared to leave.

"Don't delay your own study!" At the last moment when the elevator door closed, Lao Chen didn't forget to care about Fu Cizhou's study.

"Got it." Fu Cizhou waved his hand at him, turned around and left without looking back.

When she returned to the ward, Chu Yao was no longer at the door.

Fu Cizhou frowned, and in the next second he saw Wang Ying and others pushing me and pushing you, coming out of the ward with a smile, and closing the door of the ward.

"Old Fu, Old Fu!" Wang Ying stopped Fu Cizhou who was striding forward, "I will go in later."

"What are you doing?" Fu Cizhou said in a bad tone.

Wang Ying raised his eyebrows and pointed to the inside of the ward with his thumb: "Give me a little time for the young couple."

The corner of Fu Cizhou's mouth twitched when he heard this. He approached the door panel, and he could see Chu Yao standing at the end of the bed through the transparent glass, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

The light blue curtain covered the bed, and he couldn't see Zhu Yu on the other side of the bed.

"What a young couple, Zhu Yu is not interested in Chu Yao." As he said that, he was about to open the door, Wang Ying and Yuan Yixia quickly grabbed his two arms and pulled Fu Cizhou a few meters away.

"Even if it's boring, don't go in!" Wang Ying said, "Give me a chance."

"What the hell?!" Fu Cizhou was a little annoyed, "Is pressing the head for fun? It's not like Zhu Yu didn't refuse."

"You can say a few words if you don't like it," Yuan Yixia persuaded, "Zhu Yu had an accident last night, she cried all morning today, and besides, Chu Yao hasn't talked to Zhu Yu for more than half a year, so just talk for a while now, you Isn't it good to break in like this..."

Fu Cizhou stopped outside the door, feeling unspeakably sore.

Because Chu Yao is a girl, her "like" will be taken care of by everyone.

High school crush, what a beautiful word.

Even if you are rejected, if you don't try harder, you will leave regrets.

In the eyes of most people, the class flower of the third class and the top student of the first class seem to be the correct match.

He and Zhu Yu are ordinary friends, ordinary classmates, what reason is there not to let the little girl confess?

Fu Cizhou took half a step back, throwing away Wang Ying and Yuan Yixia's arms.

He turned around and left, just wanting to stay away from these people.

He was miserable, but no one was to blame.

He is a different kind, and he didn't even recognize it at first.

Come on, it's best that Zhu Yu agree to Chu Yao today, so that he won't be troubled by thinking about things all day long.

Fu Cizhou walked out of the building of the inpatient department with a depressed head, passed by the gazebo not far away, and stepped on the tiles around the flower bed in anger.

I was still cuddling with him this morning, and now I am alone with the girl.

If he has the ability, he agrees. If he doesn't want to be hospitalized in the future, let's see if Chu Yao has the strength to carry her out.

Really satisfied.

I have done so much by myself, is Zhu Yu blind by choice?

Heartless stuff.

He looked up at the window of the ward, not knowing which one belonged to Zhu Yu.

"Damn!" Fu Cizhou kicked the flower bed and sat on it again, "I'm so mad!"