Floating [free] [True Haruka] [Zong Rin]

Australia.

Matsuoka Rin passed by the training center when returning to the emergency rescue center, and found that it had basically been cleaned up, so he simply parked the car in the parking area where the water had just been drained and got off to help.

The volunteers and paid workers were a little surprised to see such an unfamiliar big boy driving a car and started to pick up the work without saying a word, but they soon regarded him as a The college students who came to be volunteers also chatted and laughed with each other like strangers. Of course, the content of the conversation was almost a routine of etiquette.

Rin Matsuoka casually chatted about the weather, and heard that the native Australians quickly brought the topic to the Australian football, which is popular among the people in southern Australia. He decided to bury his head in doing things first, and wait until they talked about travel. Let's chat. [①]

"Ah, by the way. Speaking of which, there was a person at the back door who seemed to be asking for directions?" An uncle worker wiped his sweat, "AsaBroad

Australian［②］——I talked to him slowly for a long time, but he still didn’t understand. You young people go to one of them.Oh, by the way, it seems to be Asian. "

"[-]% are not Chinese." Another young man whistled happily to answer.

Rin Matsuoka, who was embarrassed in the midst of a heated football discussion among a group of people, quickly put down what he was doing: "I'll go. I'm Japanese."

Behind him, the chatter of the two could be vaguely heard.

"How do you know you're not Chinese?"

"Because I was there at the time, don't all the Chinese speak good English? Also, it doesn't matter if there is anyone there. The person asked where the swimming team's training center is, and he couldn't understand it when he said Here. If you don’t, no matter how standard your accent is, it’s useless.”

"It's really asking for directions. I still find it strange. I don't know each other if I change it to the back door? Probably a road idiot."

"Maybe he came looking for someone? Did he mean... Lee?"

Asian + language barrier + road idiot + speaking words that resemble his own name = Yamazaki Sousuke.

Rin Matsuoka walked around to the back door in a few steps.

There is wet mud at the door, with fresh footprints on it, and small round paw prints, like the marks left by a hare just passing by.The tree that was broken by the strong wind had been dug up and transported away, and a small soft ear was exposed in the hole left behind, but what climbed out of the gnarled tree roots was a puppy.

In the eyes of others, it seems to be full of vitality, but in the eyes of Matsuoka Rin, it seems to be empty.

"You bastard...why didn't you tell me if you came here!"

"Because... I'm afraid you'll cry."

A sentence that that person once said suddenly came to mind.

What a...unhealthy conversation.

But the knuckles were clenched so tightly that they turned white.

He also didn't want to search for Yamazaki Sousuke—since that person chose to hide himself.

Rin Matsuoka just stood at the door, turned around and returned to the venue after a while.

"That person has already left."

"is it?"

Yes.

That person has left.

After a struggle, he finally chose a path that was more suitable for him.

Sousuke Yamazaki was actually leaning against a tree not far away.

He stared at Rin Matsuoka's trembling hands, and almost understood that the other party knew he was coming.

In fact, I shouldn’t have come back here after saying such decisive words, but as soon as I turned on the TV, I couldn’t help but tune to the international station, and after listening to the international news from Australia, I became more and more anxious.

tossing and turning.

After the official flight, he immediately booked a ticket to fly to Australia.

I just want to take a look from a distance - to see if that person is okay.

Seeing that person driving over from the main road in a very normal way[③], he moved freely to help at the back door, so the sleepless nights for several days were nothing, and the flight of nearly ten hours was nothing, and the language barrier was still the way Chi can only bite the bullet and even ask for directions with guessing and gestures, it’s nothing, and even sleeping on the street because of going the wrong way is nothing—at this moment, he just feels lucky that he happened to meet Matsuoka who came back intact Rin, he was not injured due to external reasons, nor was he depressed due to internal reasons. He stood there intact and healthy, and had the strength to punch himself at any time—what a lucky thing.

Yamazaki Sosuke looked around for a while, gave up the idea of ​​using his weak sense of direction to identify the direction, and chose a road at random to leave here.

There is no need to meet.

That's probably what happened when we met.

"You bastard...why didn't you tell me if you came here!"

"Because... I'm afraid you'll cry."

Don't cry ghosts without me.

Tokyo.

Nanase Haruka felt like a world away when she heard Japanese again.

When he was in Australia, he felt like a fish in the deep sea, unable to speak or communicate with other people. He opened and closed his mouth in vain, but only a string of unknown bubbles emerged.

Being able to communicate freely with people feels like dropping the shackles.

When he got off the plane, he turned on his fully charged mobile phone to check the date, only to find that Tachibana Makoto had a class for the final exam today—the coach certainly didn’t have time, and asking the manager to drop his work to pick him up—was too hypocritical A little bit.

Nanase Haruka once again sat alone on the chair at the airport a little lonely like when he left Tokyo, with the clothes he had on when he came, and Tokyo has become colder and colder these days, making him a little bit reluctant to turn on the heater. out of the airport.

The sense of belonging that had just risen fell again.

Even in Tokyo, Haruka Nanase still feels engulfed in the depths of the deep sea.

"……remote?"

The gentle voice was like an invisible hand, pulling himself out of the water with force.

Nanase Haruka raised her head abruptly.

"Why are you still wearing so little... I can't rest assured at all if this is the case."

What caught my eyes was the tired but gentle smile of that person.

"Let's not talk about anything else, Yao..."

Tachibana Makoto stretched out his left hand to pull Nanase Haruka up from the seat, but habitually used the strength to pull people out of the water. Nanase Haruka, who was caught off guard by the force, staggered and directly bumped into the opponent's arms when he got up.

"Welcome home."

Tachibana Makoto, who hadn't reacted at all, subconsciously spoke half a sentence that she didn't finish.

Hands folded unconsciously.

In this way, Nanase Haruka was hugged in his arms.

One has a red nose caused by a fresh cold, and his right hand is still covered with ointment and bandages, while the other has uncombed messy hair and wears thin clothes that have been through the storm and haven't been changed for a long time. Looks a bit down and out.

But it doesn't matter, because they can't see each other's face.

They hug each other for warmth.

In the face of the storm, he was calmer than Rin Matsuoka who lived in Australia. The flood rose behind him, and while listening to people’s cries, his expression remained unchanged. He endured differences in living environments and cultural differences. Nanase Haruka, who was still trying to keep calm at the time, blinked when she was hugged tightly and heard Tachibana Makoto's "Welcome home", and tears rolled down her eyes.

Many years later, Nanase Haruka finally became an ordinary person. He was once brilliant and finally returned to silence. It can be said that he has a much more exciting life experience than ordinary people.

But after wandering around for so many years, he realized that what he wanted most was the phrase "Welcome home".

The author has something to say: Note: ① Rugby and Australian Rules Football, music, exotic customs and beer, the four major themes of chatting among strangers in Australia.Since I haven't heard that Rin Lin likes football, I set it as not particularly fond of football.

②BroadAustralian (rough): It accounts for about 30% of the Australian population. Farmers and workers speak a lot, and the users are older. It is often regarded as an indigenous Australian accent. In short, it is said that the way of speaking is simple and the accent is difficult to understand.

③I originally had a hand-drawn drawing to show why Lin Lin can be seen at the back door and the front door... Jinjiang can't put the picture and forget it orz

④There are foreshadowings about Makoto's cold and not taking the exam_(:з」∠)_