Marry Yukimura's 100 Careful Tricks

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After entering the art museum, Asakawa Natsu felt as if she had come to another world.

Large floor-to-ceiling windows isolate the hustle and bustle of the beach, but borrow countless bright and moist interiors to decorate the cold style.

More than a dozen warm-colored paintings are displayed orderly along the four corners of the hall where the light gathers, like blooming flowers, and the most moving works are dubbed "flower stamens".

It's really her.

Next to the painting in front is an oak-colored introduction column, dotted with countless daisy-like flowers, tightly wrapping the photo of the creator of the work.

She has long golden curly hair and a simple floral dress, and under her clean forehead is a pair of clear eyes staring timidly into the distance.

"Dedicated to the self who never gives up

——Hanamoto Hakumi"

Asakawa Natsu read aloud, and read the author's confession word by word:

"The days of studying at Binshan Academy of Fine Arts are a very memorable time. I met many meaningful people and things there. For example, the first love, and other such as close friends and lovers.

I think in fact, many people will have an unforgettable relationship called "youth" when they were students.

……

……

Just like the concept of this exhibition: Dedicated to the self who never gives up. "

After reading the last sentence, Asakawa Natsu walked towards Yukimura Seichi not far away.

There were many guests coming and going in the exhibition hall. She shuttled through the crowd, but stopped a few steps away.

——Don't bother Yukimura-san.

Standing in front of the painting, he was a little fascinated, and he didn't seem to realize that he was not around at all. Asakawa Natsu looked down at his fingers, and there seemed to be a smell belonging to Yukimura on them.

It's me……

"Asakawa."

Eh?

Asakawa Natsu raised her head, and an accident floated in her beautiful almond-shaped pupils, "Yukimura-san, aren't you admiring the painting?" She wiped the corners of her eyes, turned her hands behind her back in embarrassment, and kept stirring the hem of her clothes.

I'm so hopeless, I just saw the words of encouragement, but I'm shaken again.

"It turned out that in Asakawa's mind, I would do such an inconsiderate thing." Yukimura Seichi sighed, why didn't I find that she was so easy to think wildly before?

Isn't that straightforward enough?

When Asakawa Natsu was engrossed in the author's confession just now, Yukimura Seiichi didn't bother to disturb him. He stood beside Asakawa Natsu for about 10 minutes and said, "Asakawa, I'm looking at the painting, can you read the confession?"

After getting a "huh", it took a few minutes before he turned around to savor the work called "Flower Stamens" carefully.

"...No." Asakawa Xia was even more embarrassed, she buried her head deeper, her eyes fixed on the instep.

Are you wearing milky white shoes today?

Woke up too early to remember.

"No?" Two strawberry-flavored candies rolled between his fingertips, Yukimura Seichi said, "Excuse me, Asakawa-san."

In this smiling and gentle words, Seiichi Yukimura lifted off his usual gentle mask, revealing a hidden strength. He raised Asakawa Natsu's chin forcefully with his two fingers.

"Although it's presumptuous to do so, I think this is one of the most effective methods." He explained with a smile, opened a candy with one hand, and fed it to Asakawa Xia with the candy wrapper.

——Suddenly understand why the rest of the tennis club are afraid of Yukimura-san.

but……

Asakawa Natsu unexpectedly discovered that she was not surprised at all that Yukimura Seichi had a strong personality.

"Yukimura-san." Asakawa Natsu, who was biting the candy, spoke very slowly: "You can..." She patted the finger that raised her jaw, signaling Yukimura Seiichi to let go.

It's too hard to be human when the person you like lifts your jaw and talks with sugar in your mouth.

Asakawa Natsu sucked at the corner of her mouth, trying not to let the saliva flow out.

If it falls into the hands of Yukimura-san... this kind of thing must not be allowed to happen!

After letting go, Yukimura Seiichi asked Asakawa Natsu calmly like a normal person, "Watch the paintings with me first, can I take you to the restaurant for dinner in four or 10 minutes?"

"Okay." Asakawa Xia responded in one gulp.

Even if you hang around and ignore me, this attitude is worth my stupid standing for 10 minutes!

Asakawa Natsu originally thought so, but the result was completely different.

Seiichi Yukimura, who seems to be concentrating on appreciating the paintings, lowered his voice during the whole process, accompanied by the soothing piano music in the hall, and chatted with Natsu Asakawa about his own views wittily.Even if you encounter a work you like very much, you will buy Asakawa Natsu with candy in advance, borrow a few minutes, and taste it seriously.

Yukimura-san is really considerate.

If you think about it carefully, if Yukimura Seiichi is completely inconsiderate and taunts him when he confesses, even a tolerant person like himself will not be able to help but give up.

But he didn't.

Keeping a safe distance every time, repeat coldly: "Sorry, I don't like you."

safe distance?

Asakawa Natsu looked at Seiichi Yukimura, who was fascinated by the painting, and looked at the hands that the two held together at some point, wondering: What about the agreed safe distance?

Include this time.

Asakawa Xia's eyes fell on the pink crystal bracelet on her wrist, is it really so effective?

and also--

As a road idiot myself, why would I go to a place more than ten kilometers away to buy a bracelet?

Don't have any in the neighborhood?She couldn't figure it out.

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The author has something to say:

Although it is not nutritious, the full text is as follows.

"The days of studying at Binshan Academy of Fine Arts are a very memorable time. I met many meaningful people and things there. For example, the first love, and other such as close friends and lovers.

I think in fact, many people will have an unforgettable relationship called "youth" when they were students.

At that time, the person I had a crush on was a somewhat strange genius. He seemed to know everything, but he kept repeating grades.I disappear mysteriously for a period of time every month, with exhaustion and a lot of cash, and the goods I bought from the supermarket...

In fact, I hated him very much at first, and was even a little scared. Now that I think about it, I can’t remember when I had different emotions for him.

One time, after he disappeared for a long time and came back, I did something very childish with him.They each come up with awards they won during each other's absence, mine is art and he has everything.

It was also at this time that a small seed in my heart told me: you only have painting.

When I was approaching my senior year, there was an accident, and my right hand was almost severed by glass.Coincidentally, there are two options before me at this moment.

1. Persevere for the slightest hope, hoping that I can hold the paintbrush again.

2. Choose to escape, no longer accept the torture of illness, and give up your ideals.

The result is obvious, my choice is the former.

These two options have their own advantages and disadvantages, and it is inconvenient to disclose the specifics.

If life can be archived and restarted, no matter how many times, I will choose this answer.

Many people will face similar situations at different times and events, and their choices will be different.

I am not qualified to comment on other people's decisions, but, just like the concept of this exhibition: dedicated to myself who never gives up. "

My head hurts when I write this chapter QAQ

感谢在2021-10-0411:54:05~2021-10-0422:57:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 groundhog who doesn’t like carrots;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 552745891;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!