【Zhenyao】Shuiguang

Tachibana Makoto hugged Nanase Haruka's thin waist, resting her chin on the top of his head, watching his soft black hair curl up on the top of his head, and her short brown hair fell down, touching the beautiful black hair.

Tachibana Makoto knew that what she just said was a little silly and naive, Haruka was a 19-year-old adult anyway, how could the sudden change in mood be due to simple nightmares or not eating delicious mackerel.

He could feel the strong uneasiness of the person in his arms at this time, Nanase Haruka's two arms tightly wrapped around his waist, his head rested on his chest, and the off-white sweater on his chest was wet with tears.

Tachibana Makoto looked at Nanase Haruka's shrugging shoulders, and pulled out her hand to pat his head, but she didn't expect Nanase Haruka to grab her hand before she pulled it out.

Nanase Haruka's hands were cold.

Tachibana Makoto was shaken by the ice, and subconsciously held that hand back, wrapping Nanase Haruka's hand in her palm.

"Xiaoyao..."

"Um……"

"Tell me, will you? What happened?"

Nanase Haruka raised her head, and her crystal blue eyes filled with water vapor met those brown eyes, which were full of worry and uneasiness.

Did she make Makoto feel uneasy?

He is really bad.

"True piano..."

"Well, I'm here."

"Why are you being so nice to me..."

Tachibana Makoto was taken aback by Nanase Haruka's sudden question.

Why do you treat Xiaoyao so well...

He laughed, even the corners of his eyes curled up, and he went up and rubbed Nanase Haruka's head fiercely with his big hand.

"Because I rely on Xiaoyao."

Nanase Haruka was stunned by the answer blurted out by the person opposite without thinking.

He opened his blue eyes wide.

It turns out that Makoto can't do without him too.

Nanase Haruka suddenly felt an inexplicable happiness filling his chest, his mouth involuntarily raised a slight arc, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of his eyes fainted with rare emotions.

The intense uneasiness and entanglement I had just now were swept away by Ju Makoto's words, and sour tears were about to come out of the corners of my eyes.

"Makoto, take me to the swimming club." Nanase Haruka blinked vigorously, turned her back and stood up, patted her numb legs, and went to the bathroom to flush her face.

He looked at his tear-stained face in the mirror, his eyes were swollen like a rabbit, and the bangs on his forehead were messy.

He himself couldn't believe that he was 19 years old this year, and he was crying desperately in Makoto's arms.

To be honest, I haven't cried like this since elementary school.

Really want to become a primary school student.

Nanase Haruka rubbed his frowning eyebrows in a rare way, he suddenly felt that his current state was completely unable to cope with the upcoming college life.

Let's go swimming.

Tachibana Makoto also stood up, with a gentle smile, and went to the room to get a down jacket and a scarf. The scarf was black, and it was the same style as the white one she brought.

"Go, Xiaoyao, go swimming."

Water is a magical thing.

At least for Nanase Haruka.

Nanase Haruka in the water plunged into the water, her perfect streamlined body was like a mermaid, her flexible arms and legs, and even her slender fingertips were tailor-made for the water.

He didn't wear a swimming cap, his jet-black hair fluttered freely in the blue water of the swimming pool, and his crystal blue pupils were fainted with a mysterious color in the pool water.

Nanase was lying on his back on the water, his toes swaying in the water, his eyes looked out from the transparent ceiling of the swimming pool, it was the simplest blue sky and white clouds, but to him who was in a complicated mood at this time, it was unexpectedly harmonious.The transparent glass was stained by the hazy mist in the hall, and the sky seen from here was not so clear, just like Nanase Haruka's crystal blue eyes filled with water vapor.

He closed his eyes and felt the warm and cool water, feet, legs, waist, back, arms, and five fingers.

His mind is still muddled. Tachibana Makoto's words of trusting him still seem to be ringing in his ears, but the strong sense of uneasiness in his heart still cannot be dispelled. Makoto said that today he will not go into the water without a swimsuit, but he can't see it now. For a moment, he felt that he would never see him again in his lifetime.

Nanase Haruka turned over and looked at the bottom of the pool. The tiles became distorted under the fluctuation of the water. He suddenly felt that his favorite swimming became boring without Makoto Tachibana's company.

Makoto is standing on it right now looking at herself.

Forget it, go out and find Makoto.

Ju Zhenqin was standing by the swimming pool, holding a large bath towel in her hand, her eyes were a little blurred by the mist in the swimming pool, and she was chasing the nimble figure in her hand.

Xiaoyao is most beautiful when she is in the water.

Tachibana Makoto's misty brown pupils were filled with tenderness that was about to overflow.

The figure of Nanase Haruka swam to the edge of the pool, broke through the surging water and stood up, the sudden water splashed the water droplets on the hair in the hazy air, and the upturned slender neck was connected with the flying water. Very beautiful arc.

"Xiaoyao."

Sure enough, it was still that gentle voice, Haruka Nanase raised her head, threw the water dripping from her bangs and saw the familiar big hand.

"I told you not to make me younger."

Tachibana Makoto pulled him up and covered his head with a towel.

"Haru, school starts tomorrow."

"Ah."

"I remember that your art department will accept works at the beginning of the semester."

Nanase Haruka paused while wiping her hair, a crack appeared on her face, she suddenly felt that it was a mistake for her to come up to him, but she still tore off the bath towel from her head and put it on her shoulders, and ran to the dressing room barefoot.

his homework...

Not moving at all.

It is reasonable to say that new college students do not need to hand in homework, but the Art Department of Dongda University is special. Before the start of the semester, new students are required to bring a work to class, and it must be a specified content.

The month without Makoto Tachibana was extremely boring. My parents were so busy abroad that they didn’t even come back for the Spring Festival.Nanase Haruka spent the whole winter vacation soaking in the water, either taking a bath or swimming, making her dizzy and dizzy. She knew how to eat mackerel and play games every day. The only thing to cultivate her sentiment every day was to go out and buy mackerel.

He originally wanted to buy canned food and store it at home, but Tachibana Makoto called him every day to tell him to eat fresh food, so going out for a walk every day barely prevented his life from becoming extremely decadent.

His life was too leisurely and carefree, which caused him to completely forget about the work to be handed in.

If it wasn't for Ju Makoto's casual reminder today, I guess I would be famous tomorrow.

A certain freshman in freshman boldly refused to hand in homework on the first day of enrollment.

Just thinking about it gives me a headache.

"What is the theme of the work Haruka is going to submit?" Tachibana Makoto looked at the figure squatting in the middle of a pile of paint with some amusement. Just now, this person ran out of the swimming pool and rushed home by himself without waiting for him. , to be honest, he has never seen Nanase Haruka run so fast.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Nanase Haruka squatting in the middle of the living room, surrounded by a circle of paint, and he himself was colorful, and his purple nose made him laugh half to death.

Nanase Haruka paused while looking for paint, "Precious."

"Precious... Hey Xiaoyao, what are you going to draw, water? The sea?"

Nanase Haruka shook her head, and dipped some brown paint with a pen, "Don't tell Makoto yet."

Tachibana Makoto was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled again in an instant. When did this kid have a little secret?

Nanase Haruka expressed silence on this, and kicked Tachibana Makoto out of the house, and expressed her desire to eat pineapple-flavored dried mackerel.

With the door closed, Nanase Haruka looked at the pretty brown paint on the test paper.

What he wants to draw is Makoto.