Swaying and laughing happily.

Matsuoka Rin raised his face, and unexpectedly saw Tachibana Makoto and Ryuzaki Rei.Tachibana Makoto was still so gentle.Ryuzaki Rei looked at Ye Yuezhu with some resentment, as if considering whether to tear him off Matsuoka Rin.

Tachibana Makoto smiled and asked, "How do you feel?"

Matsuoka Rin was a little dizzy from Ye Yuezhu's shaking, "Ah...it's not bad."

"Even if you win the world championship, I will continue to show you what a truly beautiful butterfly stroke is." Rei Ryuzaki pushed his glasses.

"...The tone is still the same, pity."

Rei Ryuzaki turned his face away, "I won't say it because it's hypocritical and not aesthetically pleasing like congratulations on winning the championship."

"Congratulations on winning the championship!!" Ye Yuezhu, who was hugging Rin Matsuoka without letting go, shouted loudly.

Matsuoka Rin had no doubt that Ye Yuezhu actually wanted to dance with herself. (…)

Rei Longzaki's face became more and more gloomy.

"Okay, okay," Tachibana Makoto put his arm on Ryuzaki Rei's shoulder, "Rin, don't you want to see Haruka?"

Matsuoka Rin finally broke away from Ye Yuezhu.Hearing that there was something in Ju Makoto's words, he suddenly became anxious: "What's wrong? Where is he?"

"Senior Yao is at school..."

"So we are here to be matchmakers~~" Ye Yuezhu said.

Ryuzaki Rei: "It's clearly agreed to be the goddess Aphrodite!!!"

Ye Yuezhu opened his big watery eyes, tilted his head, "Afo, what..."

"..."

Ryuzaki Rei is completely defeated!

Rin Matsuoka put his sports bag up his shoulders, and suddenly started running.The other three people were slightly surprised by his sudden movement, and then chased after him knowingly.

school...

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Bright sunlight shines into the room from the large glass windows of the studio.The shadow of the window lattice cuts the light square on the ground.The tumbling fibers in the air rotate lightly, and the wooden floor reflects a soft vignette.The old-fashioned atmosphere surrounds the rows of easels.The dark-haired young man is sitting on a chair and painting, with a concentrated expression.The sun was shining on his face, and his delicate face was quiet and beautiful.The arms rose and fell, and the light jumped between his fingers.

"Yaojiang has locked herself in the studio two days ago, and Xiaozhen brought the food in."

The four secretly clawed at the glass wall of the studio, looking inside.

Ryuzaki Rei said maturely: "The inspiration came suddenly, if you don't draw it quickly, it will be too late when the feeling passes. I can understand."

What can you, an unartistic fellow, understand? !Matsuoka Rin squinted at him.

Matsuoka Rin straightened up and walked out of the corner generously.He stood quietly in front of the studio door for a while before he raised his hand and opened the door to enter the studio.

Among the three people who were still huddled in the corner and peeping, Rei Ryuzaki first realized something: "I think, should we...??"

Tachibana Makoto turned her head suspiciously, looked at Rei Ryuzaki and immediately understood what he meant.

Only Ye Yuezhu looked at them with big innocent eyes blinking, "What should it be?"

Tachibana Makoto and Ryuzaki Rei looked at each other and nodded.One of them supported Ye Yuezhu's left arm, and the other lifted Ye Yuezhu's right arm, and then quickly dragged them away from the scene.

But Ye Yuezhu's puzzled "eh" sound was still heard far away in the empty passage.

Nanase Haruka belongs to the type who blocks everything when he starts painting.Now there are only drawing boards and paints in his world, and all other things are like clouds in his consciousness.

This painting has been painted for two full days.It is not a particularly detailed realistic painting, and now it has reached the final finishing stage.

The picture is a sky blue, a crystallized salt lake landscape, or a surreal frozen sea.The clouds floating in the sky are reflected in the mirror, elongated and rolled.To the left of the center of the screen is a figure.He stands on the mirror, with the upside-down sky beneath his feet.He is dressed in black and white clothes, has purple-red hair, and his face has not been drawn in detail because of the zoomed-in perspective.

Nanase Haruka paints the color of the sky, and notices that the blue paint in the palette is used up (this is actually a big mistake, Haruka → Fuck you didn't write it?!).He turned sideways and rummaged through the tubes of paint that stood in a row next to him.

Suddenly, a white and bony hand stretched out, and put the tin tube with blue label paper in front of Nanase Haruka.

Nanase Haruka's pupils dilated suddenly, and he looked along that arm.I saw Rin Matsuoka's handsome and beautiful face.

After looking at each other for a long time, Haruka Nanase heard her own voice.

"I'm back." There was no doubt in his tone.

"Well, I'm back."

"Hey, don't come here, I'm covered in oil paint."

"It's ok."

After more than ten days of separation, Rin Matsuoka finally hugged his lover.The nose is Nanase Haruka's unique smell, mixed with the chemical smell of paint.

Being hugged tightly by Rin Matsuoka, Nanase Haruka felt secure and safe.The feeling of exhaustion took the opportunity, he chose to let it go, put his chin on Rin Matsuoka's broad shoulders, and slowly closed his eyes.

I barely slept last night and felt a little tired.

But that sentence must be said, it was decided two days ago, at Tachibana Makoto's house.

"Congratulations on winning the championship, Rin." With some confusion, the already murmured voice seemed more light and ethereal, but it was like a strong wine that made people want to stop.

Nanase Haruka fell asleep peacefully in the arms full of Matsuoka Rin's scent.

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It has been a few days since Rin Matsuoka came back.

The team was on vacation, and Matsuoka Rin was picked up by the teacher these days because he was favored by the university tutor. It was called making up lessons, but in fact it was helping with chores.

Nanase Haruka was not idle either. The regular design work in the group had already entered the rush stage, and he could not leave school until after seven o'clock almost every day.

Nanase Haruka was cutting red stencils when a female classmate from the same group suddenly came over and called him.

The little girl blushed a little, and said with an uncontrollable smile: "Student Nanase, someone is looking for you outside."

Haruka Nanase thanked her, put down the scissors and walked towards the door.

Probably Tachibana Makoto and the others, but in the end...

Nanase Haruka opened the classroom door.

"Hi, little classmate~"

The Japanese with a strange tone, the height of the blond young man made Nanase Haruka only look up.

There was a narrow smile in those emerald green eyes.

Nanase Haruka frowned, "... Namsen Williams"

Namsen was a little surprised: "You actually know me."

Why don't you know me?It was you who won the 100-meter butterfly and 100-meter freestyle at the World Championships against Rin Matsuoka.

His strange Japanese made Nanase Haruka feel very uncomfortable.Nanase Haruka coincidentally said the same words in English as Coach Ishikawa: "You should still speak your mother tongue, sir."

"...Can you stop saying that to one or both of you, I've worked hard at learning Japanese!"

Haruka Nanase didn't want to talk to him, so she responded, "Are you here to find Rin Matsuoka? I'll take you..."

"No," Namsen interrupted him, with a fighting smile on his lips, "I'm here to find you, former Japanese national team players, Nanase, Haruka."

Nanase Haruka glanced at him fiercely, but Namsen smiled even more flamboyantly, "Do you want to compete with me, huh?"

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"Tsk, strange." Yuko Ito threw a stack of documents on the bed.

In the past three years, there have been more than 30 retired swimmers.After screening, there were 27 trainees trained by Coach Ishikawa and Coach Shimada.Yuko Ito didn't fully believe Takeuchi's words, she still counted some older seniors.After comprehensive consideration, less than ten people were finally selected.Relying on her ability and connections as a reporter, Yuko Ito checked each person after returning to China, and even found a photo of a retired athlete poking her butt at the camera as a baby.

but……

"How can there be no one who meets the requirements?" Ito Yuko leaned back on the swivel chair, covering her forehead with her hands.

Matsuoka Rin and Takeuchi Kawatani teamed up to lie to her?

It's not realistic either...

And this mystery was not solved until August.

Tokyo Olympics.

At that time, Yuko Ito grasped the handrail of the stand tightly, her fingers were so hard that they were numb.He is already a well-known reporter, and he claims to be able to control his emotions freely.But at the moment when the audience's most intense cheers sounded, she still couldn't care about the eyes of others, and tears filled her eyes.She grabbed her partner's clothes and cried faintly.

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"I didn't expect you to agree so readily." Namsen put on his swimming cap, and looked sideways at Nanase Haruka, who was preparing for activities.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the swimming pool on campus of University C was already closed, but Haruka Nanase still relied on the privilege of the deputy head of the swimming department to apply for an extension of one hour.Now there is no one else in the swimming pool, and the light blue water in the swimming pool has not completely calmed down, rippling with small ripples.

Namsen has been trying to talk to Nanase Haruka in Japanese, but Nanase Haruka has no intention of wasting time talking to him.

"I said," Namsen put his hips on his hips, with a helpless expression on his face, "Can't you just say a few more words, it's hard for me to learn Japanese just for you."

"Obviously for Matsuoka Rin

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