[Zhenyao] Love is just the years

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Makoto, who crossed the crowd to catch up with Nanase, did not dare to reach out to hold Nanase's hand, but could only look at his back as he walked briskly with his bag on his back, and followed Nanase closely on the sidewalk full of shopping streets.Makoto knew without thinking that Nanase was in a bad mood right now.He thought about many reasons, but in the end he still felt that he really made him wait too long this time.

But... another voice in his heart shouted for explanation.

At this time, the sun was setting and night was falling, and the street lamps and shop signs on both sides were lit up.Nanase walked in front with a tall and straight figure, hurried footsteps, Makoto could see his hair twirling, the black hair looked so soft, it made people want to reach out and touch it, but he didn't, he just wanted to wait in his heart How can I calm down Nanase in a while.

When the two arrived at Makoto's bachelor apartment, Nanase, who was walking in front, took out the key and opened the door. That action somehow warmed Makoto's heart, and her anxious heart regained a little calm.After Nanase entered the room, she threw her bag against the wall. Although this was not his apartment, she still went into the bathroom and slammed the door behind her.

Makoto wanted to talk to Nanase and explain to Nanase, but was blocked outside the door.Zhenqin didn't even bother to put the bag aside, just stood outside the door, stretched out her hand and didn't knock on the door, she hesitated stupidly, until she heard the sound of water pouring into the bathtub from inside the door, which made him When I regained my senses, I remembered what I was going to do:

"Haru, that..."

Makoto was really depressed outside the door, she dragged her voice and opened her mouth, but there was still no movement inside.He understands that when Nanase is angry, he will be like this. He can hardly listen to anyone's words, and he doesn't talk to anyone. When he is bored alone, he talks to Mizuno... Makoto thinks about it, then let Nanase go Let's talk.

"...Well, I'm going to cook first."

In the end, Makoto, who didn't want to force Nanase, took a step back. It was his fault for what happened today. Instead of freezing outside the door, it's better to make a good meal for Nanase.He put down his schoolbag, washed his hands, and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt.Although he wanted to make a good meal, but because of his limited ability, he finally took out the frozen packaged lasagna from the refrigerator.A girl in the same class once said on Twitter that this instant noodle was delicious, so he bought a few bags and kept it in the refrigerator when he went to the supermarket after school last time.Makoto knows that Nanase doesn't like Western food very much, so he didn't sprinkle mozzarella cheese on Nanase's portion, but put half a fresh mackerel on top, and finally he added water and seasoning packets , into the oven.

The whole process took only about ten minutes, so there was nothing else to do, Makoto just squatted in front of the oven, thinking about something, he thought and thought, and then remembered that there had been such a stubble——

When he and Nanase were very young, one day, Aunt Nanase had a whim and took out the small oven on a whim, saying that she would make cookies for them according to the recipe.It was drizzling in the town that day, so he and Nanase didn't go out to play, but helped (make trouble).Nanase's head was full of mackerel, so he brought a large plate of mackerel from the refrigerator, and said that he wanted to eat mackerel-flavored cookies, but was scolded by his aunt with a smile, and then sullen Nanase squatted Draw a circle on one side of the wall.

The paper door leading to the backyard was ajar, through which the wind could blow into the house, and the goldfish wind chimes tied to the eaves of the door ding-dong ding-dong in the breeze and drizzle.When Makoto found Nanase, he saw him squatting alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the corner.

So he walked to Nanase, sat down next to him, bent his knees and wrapped his arms around him like him.

"Xiaoyao, that...Auntie said that the cookies would be very fishy."

Saying that, Makoto tilted his head towards Nanase, so that he could clearly see Nanase's side face and Nanase's expression.

"...I know," but he really wanted to give it a try, "Also, I said don't add the word 'small'."

"Oh, that's fine," Makoto laughed when he heard him complain, "Haruka."

Hearing that familiar and intimate address, Nanase turned her head to one side.Whenever Makoto's smiling face overflowed too much, he would react unconsciously.Nanase didn't get rid of this habit even after she became an adult.

"Hey, Haruka," Makoto reached out and patted the shoulders of her friend who was narrower than her, "Why does Haruka like mackerel so much? It must be it?"

With her chin resting on her knees, Nanase explained in a muffled voice, "It's not necessary... It's just that I just think it's delicious, and other foods are not as good as it."

"But my mother said that staring at one thing all the time is not good for your health." Yao can't just eat mackerel all the time... Makoto said so seriously.

"but……"

Nanase wanted to say that he didn't like the taste of milk, butter, butter, etc., but was interrupted by Makoto's sudden voice.

Makoto's eyes were bright, and she suggested excitedly: "Ah, if that's the case, then let's ask Auntie to make the biscuits look like mackerel!"

"...Is it okay?" Nanase turned her head to the side, stared at Makoto's smiling face, and asked in doubt.

"Are you sure?" Makoto smiled softly on his face, he got up first and stretched out his hand to Nanase, "Haruka, let's go, let's go to the kitchen and find auntie to make cookies."

Nanase grabbed the hand that was reaching out to him, and was pulled up by a force.After that, Makoto didn't let go, but just held Nanase like this, and the two returned to the kitchen together.At this time, Nanase's mother had already made the dough. When she saw them, she smiled, stretched out her hands still stained with butter and flour, and pinched Nanase's cheeks, asking him to learn more from the neighbor's Tachibana. .

Nanase nodded without saying a word, as if she was willing, she was led by her mother to the table, where there were already many molds, large and small, used to shape the cookies.

Nanase looked carefully, there were stars, hearts, bears, dolphins...

"But there's still no mackerel..." Nanase showed disappointment, clutching the edge of the table with both hands, and murmured to herself.

But Makoto who was on the side heard the muttering in such a low voice, so he broke some dough out, kneaded it in his hand for a while, put it on the table and patted it for a while, and finally asked Nanase's mother to borrow a fork, and put it in the small Twist the dough a few times.

"Haruka, look." Makoto handed the "finished product" to Nanase, giggling, "Does this look like a mackerel?"

Nanase leaned over, looked at the dough on the table that could barely be seen as a fish, blinked, and didn't speak for a while.

Makoto smiled and stuffed the dough to Nanase, saying that this is the mackerel cookie and gave it to him.After speaking, he took the tissue beside him and wiped Nanase's face covered with butter and flour.When his soft fingers touched Nanase's soft cheeks, Nanase's nose wafted a smell of butter, and at that moment, he felt that the smell was not so bad, but had a faint smell Milky, sweet and sweet.

Later, Makoto made a few "mackerel cookies" with Nanase seriously, and the baked ones turned out to be very fragrant and delicious.Nanase took a bite full of joy, and then gave Makoto the second bite.

At that time, it was still raining outside, and the young Nanase drank tea at the table and said: I like this cookie.I also like Makoto who can do this.

Makoto only remembered that she was very happy that day after hearing this.

Not long after the lasagna was ready, Nanase came out of the bathroom while wiping her hair.Makoto handed him a pair of sweatpants, the weather turned cold, and it was no longer the season to run around in a pair of swimming trunks.Nanase didn't refuse this time, she took the trousers and put them on. The trousers were a bit long, and he just wanted to roll them up, but Makoto bent down and rolled them up to the ankles for him.

"Let's eat, Haruka." When she stood up, Makoto pulled Nanase's arm and said while looking at his wet eyes.

"..."

What else could Nanase say, sighed, put the towel on her shoulders, and sat across from Makoto.

As if afraid that he wouldn't like today's dinner, Makoto said, "Let me tell you first, although it's Italian lasagna, Haruka's one doesn't have cheese, it only has mackerel."

"...What, really."

Nanase looked at Makoto with a serious face, and suddenly wanted to laugh for some reason.But after thinking about it, thinking of the unpleasant scene at the station this evening, the smile that just surfaced in my heart gradually faded away.

"No other meaning," Makoto said, "I just thought that Haruka didn't like butter, cheese, etc. when she was a child, right? So I didn't follow the instructions on the package to make your lasagna, but I still added mackerel to it. Put it in the oven... eat it and see how it tastes."

Then Makoto stopped talking and started to eat on her own. She put down her fork halfway and went to the kitchen, took out two egg puddings from the refrigerator and put them on the table.

Nanase saw it, and thought that this person hadn't changed at all for so many years.Tachibana Makoto has preferred sweet and greasy things since she was a child, such as chocolate, such as cakes, such as ice cream, such as pudding... In his opinion, these are foods that girls only like, but Makoto likes them very much, even making curry When making the sauce, break more chocolate and throw it in.

He thought, such a man is really too soft and sweet.

At this moment, Makoto interrupted his thoughts: "Haruka, do you remember when we made cookies together when we were young?"

Nanase searched the memory bank, and soon remembered that what Makoto was talking about was at his house on that rainy day.That day Zhenqin made some mackerel cookies, which obviously had nothing to do with mackerel, but he and Makoto ate them with great enthusiasm when they were young.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Makoto smiled gently, and continued to herself: "It's not a big deal, but just now when I was making lasagna, I suddenly thought of that day, and then I thought, for so many years, Haruka has always been Nothing has changed."

It's not like you haven't changed——Nanase looked at Makoto who was holding a spoon, her face was calm, but she added something in her heart.

"Even though I have left Yanyuan, my parents and friends are not around, but when I think that Haruka is still by my side and can meet you at any time, I feel very stable... Just eating with you like this, there is something It’s like being at home.”

Makoto who said these words had a soft, almost fuzzy expression, and his tone sounded as warm as a cup of sweet milk to Nanase. , to the depths of his heart.

"I..." An inexplicable feeling floated up, Nanase was agitated by something, her voice was unclear, but she still said slowly, "...Me too."

This kind of messy mood, which is easily bewitched, made Nanase's heart beat fast.It was as if something was about to break through the cracked ground in my heart.

"Haru, that..."

"what?"

When she came back to her senses, Nanase realized that she had been led away by Makoto's gentle voice without knowing it.

"I really like being with you, no matter where you are, no matter what you do."

Makoto's smile at Nanase made Nanase stunned for a moment, the ground that was already cracked was completely cracked this time with a few bangs, and streams of clear springs gushed out from the gaps in the sand desert , into dry soil.

"Is this what Makoto wants to say?" Nanase pushed the lasagna aside, leaned on the table and approached Makoto. He took off Makoto's glasses and held them in his hand, and said in a calm tone, "Makoto, I Miss me, probably like you too."

"——the kind that wants to fall in love with you."

After the last half-sentence, because of Cancer's personality, Nanase couldn't stay at this table any longer.He didn't wait for Makoto to give him a reply, and didn't pay much attention to Makoto's reaction. He left the half-eaten lasagne and mackerel, took his schoolbag and was about to leave.