【Zhenyao】Shuiguang

"True piano..."

When Nanase Haruka woke up, she found herself tightly locked in Tachibana Makoto's arms. In front of her eyes was Tachibana Makoto's magnified face, with a faint blue under her closed eyelids.

I had a fever last night...

It must be Makoto taking care of herself again.

Dark circles came out.

As soon as Nanase Haruka opened her eyes, she saw that extremely familiar face, and subconsciously called that person's name softly, but when she saw the blue shadow in front of his eyes, she shut her mouth again.

He stared at Makoto Tachibana nervously.

The man closed his eyes and frowned, hugging him a little tighter.

"Xiaoyao... I'm..."

The faint murmur was very light, and the slight breath touched his cheek. If Haruka Nanase hadn't been so close to him, he wouldn't even be able to hear this extremely gentle dream.

But these words hit Nanase Haruka all of a sudden, his pupils glowing with water dilated, staring closely at Tachibana Makoto's peaceful sleeping face.

Makoto...

Haruka Nanase couldn't tell what mood she was in right now.

He reached out and touched Ju Makoto's soft hair scattered on the beige pillow, his crystal blue pupils were jet black, staring at the sleeping face of the person in front of him.

He seemed to have never observed Makoto so carefully.

The usually tender eyes were closed, revealing the extremely calm corners of the eyes, and the corners of the mouth still had a faint habitual smile, but the lines of the cheeks could even be said to be sharp-edged.The Adam's apple covered with brown hair, the collarbone exposed by the short-sleeved collar being slightly torn apart, the biceps brachii on the strong arm that hugged him, and even the irreversible force he felt when he was hugged.

Everything Tachibana Makoto showed at this time was clearly telling Nanase Haruka a fact.

Tachibana Makoto is no longer the child who held her hand and called her brother when she was a child, and she is no longer the teenager who would scream and throw herself on herself when something terrible happened in middle and high school.

He's grown up and a real man.

myself too.

Nanase Haruka suddenly felt a sense of emptiness for no reason, and unconsciously grasped the quilt with both hands.

What does it mean to be an adult...

Makoto will still take care of him meticulously until late at night, go home with him every day, call him to remind him to eat fresh mackerel despite the time difference when abroad, and reach out to pull herself out of the bathtub every morning.

What about after that?

Can this kind of thing really last a lifetime?

Makoto will graduate in the future, study medicine and definitely go to graduate school, become a doctor and work late into the night...

More than that, Makoto is so good, I will definitely have a girlfriend in the future, my girlfriend will get married in the future, and my sister will have a child after her wedding...

At that time, would a man with a career and a family still take care of himself...

I will give all the tenderness to myself to my wife and children...

Nanase Haruka suddenly felt that she was getting farther and farther away from the man holding her in front of her.

He found that he had always accepted his care as he should, enjoying his meticulous care and tenderness, causing him troubles every day, even troubled him when he was sick, poor clothes, poor food, and bad rooms. Clean it well, all the big and small things are bothering him...

more than ten years...

No matter how good-tempered a person is, he will be bored.

Nanase Haruka came out of Tachibana Makoto's arms lightly, touched the temperature on her forehead, made sure that the fever had completely subsided, and then got up and put on her clothes.

He put another coat on himself.

It's time to start being independent.

don't do it yourself...

Makoto will be annoying.

Ju Zhenqin slept until the sun was high, and when she woke up in a daze, the person in her arms was no longer there, and the sheets around her were already cold.

Xiaoyao, this child...

Ju Zhenqin hooked the corners of her lips, and saw that all the clothes she had folded beside the bed yesterday had disappeared, including the coat at the bottom.

Yes, I know I'm wearing a coat.

He also put on some clothes for himself, and walked out of the room with his slippers on his head and his messy hair. He saw Haruka Nanase busy in the kitchen. There were already several delicious dishes on the dining table. The first dish was covered with a plate to keep it warm. Two bowls of rice were placed on the table twice, and the chopsticks were placed neatly on the edge of the bowl.

Tachibana Makoto looked at the meticulously arranged dining table a little strangely.

This is... Xiaoyao's pose?

He walked to the kitchen, watched Nanase Haruka washing the dishes, and heard his footsteps shaking his hands, and the plates hit the ground with a crisp sound.

Tachibana Makoto was startled by the harsh voice, subconsciously grabbed Nanase Haruka's hand that was still covered in foam, wanting to see if this reckless person had hurt herself again.

It's just that he didn't expect Nanase Haruka to break free of his hand all of a sudden, flush himself with water, and squat down to pick up the porcelain shards.

Tachibana Makoto's outstretched hand froze in place, staring blankly at the man squatting on the ground picking up the debris and throwing it into the trash can with extreme inexperience.

He froze for a moment.

It is estimated that Xiaoyao is not in a good mood after being sick.

It's okay, I'll be fine after eating mackerel later.

He sat at the dining table, watched Nanase Haruka tidy up little by little, came over and sat in front of him, stretched out his hands together, and said in a low voice, "I'm starting."

He watched Nanase Haruka lift the plates one by one.

Tachibana opened her eyes wide.

No… mackerel.

"Xiaoyao?"

"Ah."

"Where's the mackerel?"

"I won't eat today."

"Why don't you eat it? You don't like it the most..."

"Do not want to."

Tachibana Makoto was interrupted by Nanase Haruka before she finished her sentence, and her voice was mixed with Nanase Haruka's unprecedented calmness and flatness in front of Tachibana Makoto.

Nanase Haruka had never spoken to Tachibana Makoto in this tone.

Ju Zhenqin was speechless for a moment, clenched her chopsticks tightly, and lost her appetite looking at the table of delicacies.

Xiaoyao... what's wrong.

Is something wrong...

Did I do something wrong...

Tachibana Makoto stared at Nanase Haruka, watching him repeat the mechanical action of picking and eating vegetables expressionlessly, and there was no focus in the crystal blue eyes.

Ju Zhenqin held the chopsticks tightly, her fingertips turned white, her eyes darkened, and the corners of her mouth no longer curved.

"Haru, what's wrong with you?"

"Did something happen?"

"I asked for leave for both of us at school today. Are you still not feeling well?"

"Did I do something wrong?"

"remote……"

"Xiaoyao..."

The more Tachibana Makoto asked, the more anxious she became, and the worry in her heart was almost burning up. Seeing that Haruka Nanase still stretched out her chopsticks towards the dishes on the plate without any response, she couldn't help but grabbed the person by the collar and lifted her up. stand up.

"Nanase Haruka, you are talking to me!"

Haruka Haruka Nanase was startled when he almost yelled, turned his head away from him, and slumped down, all the support points of his whole body were placed on the collar picked up by Makoto Tachibana, and his white neck was strangled. red.

Tachibana Makoto felt palpitations when she saw it, she put her hand down and grabbed Nanase Haruka's shoulder instead.

He looked at the person in front of him with his head bowed, his delicate side face was blocked by the drooping bangs.

He had never seen Xiaoyao like this.

So……

Self-enclosed.

"Xiaoyao, tell me, okay? What happened?" Tachibana Makoto lowered her head and approached his ear.

"Xiaoyao won't... start to hate me..."

The faint whispers rang in his ears, Nanase Haruka suddenly felt his emotions gushing out, followed by a strong overwhelmed.

"Really...Makoto...I don't hate you."

Nanase Haruka turned his head away, and he saw the shimmering light rekindled in Tachibana Makoto's brown eyes.

"I just think……"

"Can do better."

"I don't want to bother you with everything. I have to take care of you when I'm sick. I don't know how to ask for leave. I know how to eat mackerel every day, and I don't know how to take care of myself. I'm afraid that you will bother me. I always... "

"Xiaoyao."

Nanase Haruka was interrupted by Tachibana Makoto, and once again raised her head to meet his eyes, which were full of tenderness and comfort, and the arc of the corner of her mouth made him feel at ease.

"Xiaoyao's words are so irresponsible, how can you be troublesome to me..." Tachibana Makoto reached out and rubbed Nanase Haruka's hair fiercely.

"Why would I bother you..."

"I have already said that Xiaoyao is my light. It is your light that supports me to this day. It is you who made me fall in love with swimming. I cherish every minute and every second with Xiaoyao. I told myself countless times that I must not be separated from this person."

Nanase Haruka was stunned, staring blankly at Tachibana Makoto's eyes.

"So Xiaoyao, I will always dress for you, I will always arrange the dishes on the table, and, you remember..."

Tachibana Makoto bent down and looked at him.

"Tachibana Makoto will spend her whole life finding the best mackerel for Nanase Haruka."