【Zhenyao】Shuiguang

The bell rang again, waking up the sleeping two, but this time it was Haruka Nanase who stood up and answered the phone.

Tachibana Makoto sat up in a daze, watching Nanase Haruka running to the living room with bare feet to pick up the mobile phone, the broken hair on her head curled up from a long sleep, curling a small twist on the top of her head, she was satisfied for a while.

If I could stay with Xiaoyao like this forever, it would be really...

just perfect.

"Nase, are you free now?"

"Yes, coach." Nanase Haruka paused, and her sleepiness was swept away at once.

He straightened up.

"That's right, I called today to tell you good news."

"What?" Nanase Haruka's hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

"You have been officially incorporated into the national team."

"Really?" Tachibana Makoto suddenly raised his tone when he heard his calm voice.

"Of course it's true, Nanase, work hard, don't let me down." Nanase Haruka could hear the coach's voice and was also very excited at this time.

"I will, coach, thank you!"

"Xiaoyao, what's the matter?" Tachibana Makoto came out of the bedroom rubbing her eyes, rubbing Nanase Haruka's raised bangs.

"Makoto, I'm in the national team!"

"Ah! My Xiaoyao is amazing!" Tachibana Makoto was more excited than Nanase Haruka, and immediately wanted to pick up this person and walk around a few times.

Xiaoyao's hard work was not in vain.

As soon as Tachibana Makoto stretched out her hand, Nanase Haruka grabbed it. He pointed to the microphone with his other finger, indicating that there were still people inside.

"Oh, by the way, Nanase, there is one more thing." The coach paused, "It may be a bit abrupt to tell you now..."

"what's up?"

"It's just... the country organizes your new batch of members to go to Australia for training for half a year. I know you are still in school, but this time is really important. We will help you ask for leave from the school, and we will arrange some courses when you get there. , you don’t have to worry about delaying your studies. You won’t be able to come back after you go this time, but communication is free, so don’t worry too much. But the number of places is limited, you should make a decision quickly and give me an answer before nine o’clock tomorrow night.”

"But coach..." Nanase Haruka refused for a moment.

"Nanase, don't betray my trust."

Nanase Haruka felt her hands tremble, and sweat dripped from the palm lines.

The other side hung up the phone.

Tachibana Makoto watched the excitement on his face disappear little by little, the palm of the hand holding her became wet, and even her voice began to tremble.

"Makoto..." The phone was about to fall out of her hand.

Tachibana Makoto doesn't know what Nanase Haruka heard, but he knows what he can do now...

Don't let Xiaoyao keep thinking wildly.

Ju Zhenqin reached out and snatched the mobile phone and put it aside, no matter what happened, she directly pulled the person into her arms, letting the tip of his nose touch her collarbone.

"Haruka, tell me, what happened?"

"The coach said...go to Australia for training..."

Tachibana Makoto's heart trembled, and a smile appeared on her face, "Isn't that great? Australia is very suitable now...

"Half a year."

Tachibana Makoto trembled, Nanase Haruka's nose touched his collarbone.

Nanase Haruka raised her head, her watery blue eyes met the brown one.

Makoto's eyes...

The thick brown color kept trembling in the eye sockets, looking at him as if losing focus, and the light-colored bangs drooped down.

Very, very long.

Nanase Haruka seemed to be stabbed, and stretched out her hand to cover his eyes, "I won't go. Makoto, I won't go. I won't..."

"Xiaoyao," Tachibana Makoto's eyelashes trembled in the slightly warm palm of Nanase Haruka, the contact between the shallow palm lines and the fine eyelashes seemed extraordinarily sexy but melancholy, "Xiaoyao, go."

Nanase Haruka's hand covering Tachibana Makoto's eyes suddenly couldn't hold it steady, and it trembled slightly to his side.

"Don't give up such a good opportunity for me..." Tachibana Makoto had a gentle and indifferent smile on her face again, causing Nanase Haruka's eyes to hurt.

"But……"

"It's your dream to be in the national team. Swimming is your life, and water is everything you have. Xiaoyao, it's summer in Australia, so you can swim freely in the sea. And this time the quota is so precious, of course you should go for it ah."

Haruka Nanase clenched the hand hanging by her side a little.

"It's possible to see Rin when I go to Australia. I haven't seen you for a long time. It's been more than a year..." Tachibana Makoto tried to make the smile on her face look more real, "Xiaoyao, you really don't have to Worry about me, I won't think too much, I can do it by myself, you..."

"But I can't do it!" Nanase Haruka stood up suddenly, but her head drooped deeply, and her fists were clenched tightly.

It was so tight that the lines on his palm were about to be cut off.

You can do it alone...

Makoto, you can do it alone...

He doesn't need me at all...

He thought everything about me...

just water...

Nanase Haruka suddenly felt that the happiness of the past few days was a fucking vain, and now he would rather Tachibana Makoto reject him severely from the beginning, and slap him directly.

It is not so easy for those who have tasted the sweetness to return to their previous life.

Haruka Nanase raised her head, her clear water-blue eyes were bloodshot at this moment.

"Yes, you are right! I just really want to see Rin!"

No... I want to go with you...

"Water and fucking is all I have!"

No...it's you...

"I can live a good life without you, and I can live a good life without you!"

not like this……

Nanase Haruka was almost driven crazy by himself, what was he talking about!

"Xiaoyao..."

"You can live a good life alone, right? Then you will be alone forever!" Nanase Haruka shouted until her voice became hoarse. "I'm leaving, I'm leaving now!"

Tachibana Makoto stared at the ground motionless, watching the feet in front of her step forward little by little, and all around her ears were the sound of Nanase Haruka's feet hitting the wooden floor as she ran.

Then, there is the door.

It closes.

"Damn!"

Tachibana Makoto punched the floor.

wood roaring

He raised his hand and looked at the back of his hand.

Just a touch of redness.

He knocked down hard again.

Why not bleed!

Why not bleed!

Why are the bones still there!

But fuck it for me!

How could he say such words!

How can you tell Xiaoyao about separation...

How can he say that he himself can live well...

How could he want Xiaoyao to go to Australia...

He hoped that Xiaoyao would stay by his side forever!

Ju Zhenqin stretched out her hand, and the joints on the back of her hand were rubbed against the rough floor, bloodstains were engraved on her slender fingers, and the fingers were facing the door.

Unfortunately, the door was tightly shut.

Can't open it.

no one else...

Will push in through that door, and hug him with a blushing face; no one will push in through that door, kick off their shoes, put on an apron, and say "Makoto, mackerel for dinner tonight"; A person would push in through that door, hold a bunch of painting tools, pull him over and say, "Makoto, make me a model.

Then no one will push in through that door and say:

"Makoto, I'm back."

Tachibana Makoto looked up, facing the bedroom, with the painting hanging on the wall of the bedroom.

It's the... painting of killer whales and dolphins.

Ju Makoto stood up and staggered into the room, trying to take down the painting, but found that her hand had no strength to hold the edge of the painting, so she had to stroke the beak of the dolphin tremblingly, Back, fins, tail...

His finger landed on the delicate tail of the dolphin, where there was a line of small words that he hadn't noticed before:

Makoto, don't separate.

Ju Makoto's heart trembled, and her eyes moved to the tail of the killer whale next to her. There was also a line of words hidden in the white fine lines on the black tail.

Tachibana Makoto took a look, and suddenly lost her strength and sat on the ground.

His hand was smashed to the ground again, and his fragile bones groaned.

He can't feel the pain anymore.

Tears soaked his eyes, and the salt water dripped little by little on his blood-soaked hands, which stimulated the blood to gush out again.

He looked at the painting again with tears in his eyes, and the handwriting, which he couldn't usually find, was very clear now.

The words were written neatly and powerfully.

Tachibana Makoto, I love you.