Salted Toffee

Chapter 1 The cicadas are so noisy "You don't stop."  …

The evil relationship between Zhu Yu and Fu Cizhou can be traced back to the first grade of elementary school.

In the extracurricular tutoring class, the two can always get the last big question right, and use unimaginable formulas to solve the answer that no one can solve.

Zhu Yu's mother said: "You must take the No.1 exam."

Fu Cizhou's mother also said: "I will buy you a model airplane only after you pass the exam."

So the two looked at each other as disliked, and tried their best to find each other's displeasure.

Fu Cizhou put Zhu Yu on his head, always ranked second, and had no relationship with his airplane model for three years.

It wasn't until Zhu Yu transferred to another class in the third grade that he and Fu Cizhou staggered.

Without Zhu Yu, Fu Cizhou won the first place, and the airplane model game was boring.

Later, the two hadn't seen each other for seven years. When they met again, it was the first day of reporting for the freshmen of Nanhuai No. [-] Middle School.

On a rainy day in September, Zhu Yu held a light blue umbrella and ran into school by stepping on the bell.

And Fu Cizhou, who was used to being late, was still walking on the sidewalk with a cup of soy milk in his hand, drinking while walking.

The main road of the school is six or seven meters wide, and there is water on one side, covered with mist from raindrops.

The umbrella blocked his view, Zhu Yu seemed to have a navigation device on his forehead, and ran forward with his eyes closed, bypassing the puddles.

It wasn't until the figure in front of him approached that he was surprised to find that there were still people moving slowly at this turtle-crawling speed at this point in the morning.

"What am I..."

Fortunately, Zhu Yu stopped in time and stopped behind Fu Cizhou in a daze.

When Fu Cizhou heard the movement, he turned to look at it holding his umbrella.

Due to inertia, the raindrops slapped Zhu Yu's face along the edge of the umbrella like a string of pearls.

He leaned back to dodge conditioned reflex, stepped on the water and didn't stand firm, and with the schoolbag on his back fell, he directly lifted his legs and grabbed Fu Cizhou's horse.

Poor Fu Cizhou didn't understand what was going on, he lost his focus and fell forward.

Not to mention the water that wet Zhu Yu's butt, it also scared Fu Cizhou who was drinking soy milk.

The two of them were like a stack of arhats, one on their backs and the other on their stomachs, falling into a ball in a heavy rainy day.

Zhu Yu was the meat pad underneath, and was almost screamed out by Fu Cizhou's slap.

Fu Cizhou put one hand on Zhu Yu's leg, and the other hand supported his face, and his body was not too wet.

Instead, his soy milk spilled all over the floor, and the milky white liquid was washed and spread by the rain, which looked a bit tragic.

Bean-sized raindrops hit his hair, and he didn't care about the scratches on his hands, so he picked up an umbrella and covered his head again: "You don't have eyes?!"

With a word of cursing, both of them were taken aback.

The rain wet Zhu Yu's broken hair, which stuck to his forehead in strands.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at the familiar face in front of him: "Fu Cizhou?"

"I wish..." Fu Cizhou's eyes darkened, and he felt his anger doubled in an instant, "It's you again?!"

Zhu Yu frowned, wondering where that "again" came from.

The two of them hadn't seen each other for six or seven years, no one would hold grudges for so long, would they?

The hostility between the boys was inexplicable, even though they hadn't seen each other for so many years, it was still an unresolved grievance.

Some oolong reunions did not ease the relationship between the two, but instead tended to get worse.

And the most indispensable thing in the world is coincidence.

Zhu Yu and Fu Cizhou were assigned to the first class, and because they both grew tall, they were transferred to the back row.

The two went round and round, separated and reunited, and finally stared blankly at both ends of the same table.

Zhu Yu didn't think it was good. He and Fu Cizhou didn't get along well, and if he missed class, he would probably fight.

But Fu Cizhou had a bigger opinion. He felt that Zhu Yu couldn't sit still like a grasshopper, and he was afraid that he would be ruined when he sat together.

The two of them looked at each other disliked, but their arms couldn't twist their thighs, and in the end they all succumbed to the forced arrangement of the head teacher.

"I'll leave the words here first," Fu Cizhou pointed his finger at the table, "Stop talking to me in class."

Zhu Yu pursed his lips, disgusted: "Come on, you think I don't care about you?"

The two of them would choke if they didn't agree with each other in a few words, and they would fight every day.

The back row of the classroom is full of daily bickering between the two ancestors all day long, usually Fu Cizhou quarrels but takes the lead, and I wish Yu Yu can run if he can't run, and he will finish the matter.

Fu Cizhou didn't escape as much as Zhu Yu. In the new semester, he didn't know anyone in a new environment, so he had to be bored in the back of the classroom and pretend to be cool.

As for Zhu Yu, who graduated from junior high school in this school, he saw that [-]% of his classmates were acquaintances.

He knew that Zhu Yu's character was exactly like his mother's.

When they were in the remedial class together, Zhu Yu's mother knew how good his son was when she closed her eyes when she opened her mouth.

Those words entered Fu Cizhou's mother's ears, and then changed into his ears.

This left a huge shadow on Fu Cizhou's effective childhood, so much so that now when someone mentions Zhu Yu's name, he wants to habitually want people to get out.

Not only that, but as time went by, slowly, girls came to Fu Cizhou to ask for Yu Yu's contact information.

Those little girls didn't even know Zhu Yu's name, and they all used "the first in that grade", "that student representative" and "that class monitor" instead.

Day by day, there are quite a lot of pronouns.

Therefore, when Zhu Yu collapsed on the table with a pile of forms and sighed tiredly, Fu Cizhou often gloated in his heart.

At the beginning, he felt that Zhu Yu was similar to his own personality, loves to play and make troubles, and logically speaking, he dislikes those messy and trivial things the least.

However, unexpectedly, Zhu Yu directly ran for the monitor of the class at the beginning of school, and then was busy with the big and small things in the class.

He has good grades and has no airs, can play and make trouble, and has a sense of propriety.

One mouth can make everyone happy, and they can get along well in front of teachers and classmates.

It's just that he doesn't like to give Fu Cizhou a good face. Fu Cizhou himself doesn't know how he messed with this "other people's child".

The two got along lukewarm for more than half a year, and finally at the end of the first year of high school, Fu Cizhou vaguely felt that Zhu Yu had changed.

For example, he doesn't care about the mess in the class, he doesn't write his homework seriously, he always falls into a daze in class, or he just sleeps on the table for a whole day.

Like now, Zhu Yu has been staring at the sycamore tree outside for 5 minutes without blinking.

"What are you dazed about?"

This is the third time Fu Cizhou reminded the other party today.

"The cicadas are screaming so loudly outside..." Zhu Yu Wensheng looked away.He folded his arms and lazily lay down on the table, "Master, can you glue them?"

Fu Cizhou squinted his eyes out of the window, and the large green sycamore tree canopy was like a cover, covering the dazzling hot sun in June: "Why have you been doing so much shit lately?"

"There are always a few days in a month..." Zhu Yu seemed to be heated up, and his whole body was scattered on the table.

His skin was pressed against the table, absorbing the coolness slightly below his skin.

"Oh, I see," Fu Cizhou looked very understanding, "Drink more hot water."

"Change it to another one, say ice water," Zhu Yu turned over to himself, "I got annoyed when I heard that word."

Lao Chen on the podium finished writing on the blackboard, and when he turned around, he saw a person in the back row.

He directly broke off a piece of chalk, and after aiming precisely at high altitude, he hit Zhu Yu directly on the back of the head with a perfect parabola.

"Hey..." Zhu Yu sighed softly, sitting up with difficulty as if being lifted by a thread.

"Wake me up and sleepy!" Lao Chen slapped the table loudly, trying to use this method to drive away the sleepiness of all the students in the class.

There was a rustling sound, and the whole class seemed to have just woken up.

"Which question did I talk about?" Old Chen asked.

No one ignored him.

"Zhu Yu! Which topic did I talk about?!"

Zhu Yu stood up reluctantly, his book was spread out, and he didn't know what page he was talking about.

Taking a casual glance at Fu Cizhou's textbook, he saw that the man's index finger was on the eighth question of the multiple-choice question.

"The eighth multiple-choice question." Zhu Yu answered in a muffled voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Fu Cizhou curl his lips into a suppressed smile.

Finish the ball.

Zhu Yu feels bad.

"Where did the eighth question come from the multiple-choice questions!" Lao Chen ran away immediately, "What are you listening to in class!"

Zhu Yu took a deep breath and watched Fu Cizhou turn over a page of the exercise book slowly, then raised his eyes and stared at him innocently.

Zhu Yu went straight to him and slapped him on the face.

Fu Cizhou was furious, and Lao Chen bought one and gave one away and fined him to stand in the corridor.

In the corridor, Fu Cizhou was so angry that he took a deep breath: "I finally understand, I wish you a fucking plaster, whoever sticks to it will be unlucky."

Zhu Yu tilted his head, looking very depressed.However, even so, he did not forget to warmly lean on Fu Cizhou's side: "With your kind words, let me make you even more unlucky."

"Get lost!" Fu Cizhou shook his shoulders, "If you don't study by yourself, it will delay my study, do you understand being a bitch? It's you."

"What else did you learn in the freshman year of high school?" Zhu Yu sighed with vague contempt, "Didn't you learn it in elementary school?"

Fu Cizhou briefly recalled his past, feeling that the past was unbearable.

"If I were your mother, I would beat you to death."

He thought for a while and wished Mama Yu's expression of hating iron and steel, he was about to be happy first.

"Give it back to my mother?" Zhu Yu also laughed along with him, "My mother has been dead for more than a year."

Fu Cizhou put away the smile on his face, wanted to apologize but felt that the atmosphere was not right and couldn't say it: "Are you laughing?"

Zhu Yu restrained himself slightly, but the corners of his lips were still slightly hooked: "I see you are smiling."

Fu Cizhou couldn't understand the brain circuit of this person, and he clearly said something very sad, but this person could still laugh.

"Stay away from me," Fu Cizhou took a step aside, "It's too hot."

The two just put half a step away, standing in the general shadow of the corridor.

"The cicadas are so noisy." Zhu Yu couldn't help complaining again.

Fu Cizhou answered: "You don't stop."

"Master," Zhu Yu tilted his head, and suddenly asked Fu Cizhou, "Did your mother finally buy you a plane?"

"Whether you like to buy or not," Fu Cizhou felt sad when he mentioned this, "It's none of your business?"

"To tell you the truth, I really liked that airplane model you mentioned back then." Zhu Yu rubbed his chin and said solemnly, "But my mother didn't buy it for me, so I just thought that you should never have what I don't have. .”

Fu Cizhou's eyes were about to get angry: "Do you want to fight?"

"But you still have it in the end," Zhu Yu shook his head, speaking in a low-key tone, "I'm so envious..."