Salted Toffee

The operation lasted eight hours and was not completely over until [-]:[-] midnight.

Zhu Yu's clothes were drenched in cold sweat, and when he walked into the changing room, his legs went limp and he almost knelt on the ground.

A colleague hurriedly supported him from behind, Zhu Yu's eyes were darkened, and he clasped the door frame to barely keep standing.

"If you are so tired, go back and rest for a while."

With trembling fingers, Zhu Yu took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket, tore open the package and put it in his mouth.

Over the years, he has always paid attention to his physical condition, added sugar before surgery to avoid hypoglycemia, and never had an accident in the operating room.

But this time I have been tense, not only to prevent myself from thinking wildly, but also to be constantly worried that the operation will not go well.

The person lying on the stage is Fu Cizhou's grandma.

It was the grandma who once took Zhu Yu's hand to wipe his tears and stuffed him with red envelopes.

"It's okay..." Zhu Yu's voice was hoarse, and he pressed his temple.

After nearly eighteen hours of continuous rotation, he really couldn't bear it.

In the operating room, I hurriedly picked up half a plate of boxed lunches, changed my clothes and returned to the office. Grandma had already been rushed to the ICU.

At this point the doctor on duty had gone to sleep, Zhu Yu was too lazy to run back to his residence, so he was going to make a living in the duty room.

However, as soon as he left the operating room, he saw a man sitting in the waiting hall.

The operation is basically not performed at night, and he is the only one in the empty hall.

Lin Wei's arms were slung across the back of the chair, and he looked extraordinarily casual while leaning back.

With the car key on his finger, he turned around in the air and said with a smile, "Yes, let me release the pigeons for eight hours."

Zhu Yu paused, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to tell Lin Wei about his operation.

"Sorry." Zhu Yu whispered.

"Alas..." Lin Wei sighed and stood up, "Still in the operating room after get off work? Resign."

Zhu Yu didn't speak any more, and walked to the elevator on the floor.

"Where are you going?" Lin Wei followed behind him carelessly, "He's already in the ICU, so there's nothing to see."

"I'll go back to the duty room." Zhu Yu said calmly.

"It's all like this, can you still make do in the duty room?" The elevator door opened and Lin Wei hurried in, "China is a good doctor, but I advise you not to go back."

Zhu Yu was expressionless, and raised his hand to press the floor button.

However, Lin Wei held his wrist: "Come with me."

Zhu Yu's eyelashes trembled, and finally he lowered his wrist.

"We need to have a good talk."

Lin Wei pressed down on the negative floor, and after a brief moment of weightlessness, the elevator sank.

"But before that, you need a good rest."

Zhu Yu closed his eyes, feeling his long breath.

Lin Wei drove steadily, and Zhu Yu's home was near the hospital, and he arrived there in less than 10 minutes.

He took off his coat, arranged it in the hallway and hung it in the closet.

After changing shoes and washing up, I finally squeezed some hand sanitizer, walked into the bedroom and closed the door with a "bang".

Lin Wei leaned against the dining table to watch his series of actions, and then said in the direction of the bedroom: "I really can't sleep and then take medicine."

Zhu Yu in the room just took a glass of warm water, unscrewed the medicine bottle beside the bed and poured out a few pills, and swallowed them all without paying attention to Lin Wei's words.

He unscrewed the medicine bottle and put it back in its original place, opened the closet and changed into his pajamas, and put the quilt on the bed.

Lin Wei knocked on the door twice, but Zhu Yu didn't answer.

The other party pushed the door open and turned on the night light.

"Have you taken your medicine?" Lin Wei poked his head in.

Zhu Yu gave a soft "hmm", with a deep sense of exhaustion in his voice.

"Why didn't you listen to the doctor's orders?" Lin Wei frowned, and walked to the bed, "I borrowed it for so long, and once I return to the pre-liberation? How many pills have I eaten? Ah?"

Zhu Yu didn't answer, just turned over, as if a little impatient.

Lin Wei sighed and closed the door again.

Zhu Yu didn't sleep well that night. His dreams were messy and complicated, as if he had gone through a long and energy-consuming long-distance race, and various people and things alternated before his eyes.

The past that has been suppressed for many years, the past that made people collapse, from the moment he saw Fu Cizhou, it invaded every part of Zhu Yu's body like a virus.

He was tired, restless, scared, and at a loss for what to do.

The camouflage magnifies the sense of touch, and those hidden thoughts hidden in the dark break out in sleep.

"Fu..."

"Cizhou."

At seven o'clock the next day, Zhu Yu got up on time.

He made the bed expressionlessly and opened the windows for ventilation.

After changing his clothes, Zhu Yu walked out of the bedroom, and when he looked up, he saw Lin Wei sleeping on the sofa bed with his legs sprawled, even snoring softly.

Zhu Yu was really envious of such a quality of sleep. After washing up, he went into the kitchen and made himself a simple breakfast.

"Is it for me?" Lin Wei stretched his waist and shouted hoarsely in the living room.

"No." Zhu Yu took out the bread and put it in the toaster.

"Alas..." Lin Wei sighed, "I'm tired of the takeaway here..."

"I'm going out later." Zhu Yu didn't give him time to wait for the takeaway, "There's a shop downstairs, go there and eat."

"Are you so ruthless?" Lin Wei scratched his hair and stood up, "Anyway, I waited for you in the hospital until midnight yesterday, and stayed there all night when I got home. Are you treating me like this?"

"You don't have to do it for this sake." Zhu Yu reheated the milk and added a big spoonful of sugar to it.

"Lethal dose," Lin Wei yawned and went to the kitchen to open the refrigerator, "Are you busy today?"

Zhu Yu stirred the milk and let out a soft "hmm".

The iron spoon collided with the wall of the cup, making a crisp "crack".

Lin Wei lowered his head and smiled, leaning against the door frame of the kitchen: "To find your ex-boyfriend?"

"Go buy new year's goods with my dad." Zhu Yu took the baked bread to the plate, and lowered his eyes to sip the milk.

"That will have to wait until noon." Lin Wei stretched out his hand and squeezed another piece of bread from the plate, and said while eating, "Student, you are not confessing to your psychiatrist!"

Zhu Yu pursed her lips and licked the milky white with the tip of her tongue.

"Why did you come to Yuanzhou after graduation?" There was a hint of amusement in the corner of Lin Wei's mouth.

The kitchen has good lighting and a large area. The morning light shines into the room, casting a layer of golden light on the porcelain white table.

After Zhu Yu finished drinking the milk and put down the empty glass, he looked at the rag by the sink and remained silent for a long time.

"Because of him, isn't it?" Lin Wei asked.

"No." Zhu Yu turned on the tap to wash the dishes.

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Wei rubbed the fingers that had squeezed the slice of bread just now, "It's been seven years."

"I came here with the teacher." Zhu Yu said lightly.

The sound of the water is rustling, as cold as a deep winter morning.

"Then why did you choose Mr. Meng?" Lin Wei asked again.

"The teacher chose me." Zhu Yu replied.

Lin Wei pressed his palm on the edge of the operating table, and leaned forward in a nonchalant manner: "You and I don't need to do this, two-way choice, you don't want no one to force you."

Zhu Yu glanced at Lin Wei, and put the washed cups and saucers in the drainer basket.

"The money is yours. You spent it on medical treatment and lied to me." Lin Wei smiled, "What should I do? You say I don't care about you? I'm afraid I'll have a bad conscience."

The eyes of the two met in the air, and Lin Wei's eyes were dark, like an unfathomable well.

They have known each other for almost seven years, but Zhu Yu still hasn't figured out what kind of person this is.

With a hippie smile, just like my former self.

"Dong dong dong", three knocks on the door broke the silence.

Zhu Yu wiped off the water stains on his hands, turned around and walked out of the kitchen: "You ordered takeaway?"

"I didn't order takeaway," Lin Wei spread his hands, "Could it be uncle who came to the door?"

Zhu Yu reckoned it was the same, and he still muttered in his heart why he didn't call himself.

The anti-theft door unlocked with a soft "click".

Zhu Yu pushed the door open, but unexpectedly found a tall man standing outside the door.

It's Fu Cizhou.

He froze for a moment, and seemed to stop breathing for a moment.

"Oh!" Lin Wei poked his head out from the entrance, "There are guests."

Fu Cizhou's eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes sank immediately after seeing Lin Wei behind Zhu Yu.

"Who is he?" Fu Cizhou's vocal cords seemed to be dragged for several kilometers, and they were extremely hoarse.

"We met yesterday," Lin Wei waved at Fu Cizhou, "I am Zhu Yu's...friend."

He deliberately dragged out his voice in front of his friend, pausing the atmosphere into a proper ambiguity.

"Ordinary friends?" Fu Cizhou asked Lin Wei this time.

Lin Wei pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows: "This is the case at present."

Zhu Yu didn't speak the whole time, his eyes fixed on the doorknob he had just held, the conversation between Fu Cizhou and Lin Wei passed through his ears, and he forgot all about it in the next second.

"At present." Fu Cizhou repeated Lin Wei's words.

"Yeah," Lin Wei smiled and walked to Zhu Yu's side, "But it's a bit more advanced than ordinary, right? After all, Zhu Yu and I—"

In the middle of his sentence, Fu Cizhou suddenly pulled his arm and pulled it out.

Lin Wei walked around in a circle, but before he could react, he heard the door slam shut, and Fu Cizhou, who was standing outside the door, disappeared.

"Fuck?!"

It was rare for him to swear, and his eyes widened a little.

Wild enough, he is indeed the person Zhu Yu likes.

And in the room separated by a wall, Zhu Yu didn't expect Fu Cizhou to come out so suddenly.

It is rare for him to show expressions on his daily calm facial features. He hasn't seen him for so many years. Not only has the other party's violent temper not changed, but it has intensified.

After meeting Fu Cizhou yesterday, in order to ensure that he could move freely, he imagined many scenes of conversations with Fu Cizhou in his mind.

But even so, Zhu Yu never thought that this place would be in his own home.

As if a little scared, Zhu Yu stepped back half a step, with his heels resting against the door of the shoe cabinet.

Fu Cizhou was reckless and rude, he strode forward and hugged him violently.

It was so sudden that Zhu Yu's eyes widened.

He thought that the two of them would at least have a few hypocritical conversations and a few scenes.

But Fu Cizhou broke into his house directly, and hugged his head and face.

Fu Cizhou is like a bug, Zhu Yu has no idea what this person will do in the next second.

After seven years of contact, people can't push away at all.

The back was strangled, and the chest was pressed against the chest.

With the long-lost temperature and breath, Fu Cizhou's breathing was messy, and the fingers pressing on the back of Zhu Yu's head trembled.

crazy.

The heart throbbed in the chest, and Zhu Yu's teeth collided with each other, making a "clucking" sound.

No.

He raised his hand to clasp Fu Cizhou's arm, and before he could push it away, the big hand that was originally clasped behind his head slid down to Zhu Yu's chest.

"Boom-thump-thump-"

Under the palm is Zhu Yu's intense and rapid heartbeat.

"Follow me and take a deep breath," Fu Cizhou lowered his eyes and said softly, "Huh———"