Marry Yukimura's 100 Careful Tricks

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"Sister Asakawa! Yukimura-san!"

Noticing the presence of the two protagonists, Hayakawano's excitement, which was about to cool down, climbed to the peak again. His eyes were bright, and he accurately captured the palms of the two with just one glance.

In normal times, Hayakawano 100% started yelling loudly, rubbed against Liu Lian'er, complaining that the whole space was full of the sour smell of love.

But today he didn't, he even gave thumbs up again and again, wishing that the gluey atmosphere would be more intense, so that his plan called "accompanying" but actually "showing affection" would be more perfect.

"Yukimura-san." Asakawa Natsu hid behind Yukimura Seiichi, she picked up a small piece of fabric and kneaded it back and forth: "Today's President Hayakawa is so excited that it makes people scared."

If Hayakawano was like a silly husky yesterday, then today he is like a husky who can only tear down a house ten times.

Asakawa Xia swallowed her saliva, and retreated in her heart.

——Why don’t you go back and write chemistry questions.

"Well, there is a little bit." Seiichi Yukimura pinched Asakawa Natsu's palm reassuringly, "Don't worry."

The young man's gentle tone comforted Asakawa Xia's uneasy heart little by little. She settled her mood and shook her hand firmly: "I believe in you."

***

"Are you sure it's this set?"

The curtain of the locker room was lifted by a slender hand, and Xia Chuan looked nervous, and his eyes were a little nervous.

——Why don’t you speak, isn’t it okay?

Asakawa Xia's small face twisted for a moment, she took two deep breaths, stepped on clogs carefully and walked into everyone's sight.

Under the warm white light, the girl's full almond eyes are particularly moving. She walks slowly, and the clogs under her feet make a slight sound.

From far to near, the kimono with blue-green background is like a pool of autumn water, wrapping the girl's youthful ignorance, gathering all emotions into a water-green shadow at the end of the eyes.

Especially that long hair, like ink-colored satin, dragged across the pattern, and trickled into Yukimura Seiichi's eyes.

In the past, I read a sentence in "The Tale of Genji" describing women's hair: fluttering when walking.

Kind of like not wanting to be seen by other people, he thought.

"How is it?" Asakawa Xia clasped her palms, sweat dripped from her fingers, and changed more than a dozen sets of clothes for two hours.

If not, Asakawa Xia looked around, how many people's expectations and preparations would be disappointed.

"what!!!"

Hayakawano was the first to react. He scrambled to Natsu Asakawa, and praised me quickly, and praised my expression, "Let me just say, Junior Asakawa is very suitable for this set, you still don't believe it."

Liu Lian unscrewed the cap of the pen, recorded Yukimura Seiichi's reaction and praised softly: "Good job."

Two in the afternoon.

The burgundy curtain was slowly opened, and layers of flowers were spread on the wooden floor, extending from the front end to the double swing.

Sitting on the swing, Asakawa Natsu squeezed out a formulaic smile, her fingers hidden under the sleeves of her kimono were trembling with tension.

"We went from being toddlers, babbling..."

Yukimura Seiichi, holding a microphone, stepped out of the shadows, and the brightest one was used to chase his footsteps with warm white lights.

"Everything is the word "companion". "

He walked to Asakawa Xia, and very naturally took the girl's right hand to dispel Asakawa Xia's anxiety.

"We have heard many expressions of love, the silent care of the elders, the teaching of the teacher..."

The Monsuke hakama with the iris pattern intertwined with the blue-green furisode, Yukimura Seiichi tilted his head slightly, and forced his gaze into Asakawa Natsu's eyes.

"Companionship is the longest confession of love."

The fingers squeezed into Asakawa Natsu's palm, scratching them provocatively, Yukimura Seichi's delicate face was serious, and continued to read the rest of the manuscript.

——Don’t think I can’t hear it, you deliberately paused for half a beat.

You are relying on the current number of people to play tricks!

Asakawa Natsu murmured mentally, but her mouth couldn't help but twitched to replace the original formulaic smile. She rolled her eyes and raised the tails of her eyes to rely on other people's attention on Yukimura Seiichi, and mouthed slightly:

like.

The round almond eyes refracted a little trace of light, Yukimura Seiichi moved his position indistinctly and used his lines to put his hand on Asakawa Natsu's forehead.

The wide sleeves blocked the view of the audience, and he took advantage of the gap to gently scratch the bridge of the girl's nose.

Soothing piano music filled the gap, and the cut-off microphone resumed its sound with the handover of the two.

Asakawa Natsu also imitated Yukimura Seiichi's appearance, and paused for half a beat before that sentence: "...companionship is the longest confession of love."

……

Warm applause sounded, and the emotionally flowing little program came to an end. In the shadow of the stage, the tennis club in uniform was holding gifts and medals on the stage to present awards, and the audience became a little restless.

"Wow!"

"The fraudster is actually here!"

……

In amazement and envy, Xia Chuan and Seiichi Yukimura announced the list of winners: "Group A of the year..."

Most of the awarding forms of the Haiyuan Festival are a process, as long as the participating classes or clubs, all have gifts. It is said that the awarding ceremony is actually more to show the importance of this festival and mobilize the enthusiasm of students to participate.

"Sure enough! Asking the Son of God to be the award presenter is a huge profit!"

Hayakawano, who lost the restraint of Liu Lianer, laughed straight. He swaggered and sat on the highest place, directing his housekeeper to make a film.

"That's right, that's right, it should be more CP-like, pink bubbles are flying all over the sky."

"Except for Asakawa-san and Yukimura-san, everyone else is a supporting role, don't steal the scene!!!"

"Remember to remember!!! When you bow, you must take a picture of everyone on stage! Be handsome! Pull it out and be the kind of boy group!"

Butler: "Yes."

The action-oriented butler was very silent, but he was very capable of execution, perfectly fulfilling Hayakawano's orders, and even contacted the artists in advance, asking them to make posters and promotional images as soon as possible.

With his many years of work experience, his young master has to brag about his achievements today to at least 100 people.

After the award ceremony, Asakawa Natsu, who was about to change back to her school uniform, was blindfolded by Yukimura Seiichi.

"Xiao Xia." The fingers that blocked the light opened the gap little by little, and the backstage with people coming and going did not know when it fell silent. Except for them, there was only a bouquet of flowers lying on the table.

"I like you."

"Me too."

Lingering at the end of Asakawa Natsu's eyes was the little finger of Seiichi Yukimura's hook that she used a long time ago. When she pulled it away, she accidentally took away some water green eyeshadow. Seiichi Yukimura lowered his eyes and smiled lightly: "Xiao Xia dirty me."

"Yukimura-san." Asakawa Xia snorted, avoiding his fingers and holding up the bouquet of flowers, she picked out the iris that was hiding, stretched out her index finger to fiddle with it back and forth: "Even so, I won't agree."

"Why didn't you agree?" Yukimura Seichi asked, "Is there anything I didn't do well?"

Asakawa Xia replied frankly: "Now I promise to talk about foreign love, so I don't want it." She swayed the flower branches, and the clogs rattled in the quiet backstage, "As compensation..."

In the protracted tone, Asakawa Natsusai gave Yukimura Seiichi a fresh flower, and the pink beads collided back and forth between his wrists, making a crisp sound.

"I will help Yukimura-san take care of the small garden."

"it is good."

Is it gone? ! ! !

People in the corner looking forward to dog food: Pupil earthquake!You haven't caught up yet? !

Shocked.jpg

"Yukimura can't do it." Hayakawano sighed, "If it were me, I wouldn't be ashamed at all to get a girl!"

For the first time, Hayakawano's speech was recognized by all the students in the student union.

you're right.

***

"How did Yukimura-san guess that everyone in the tennis club is hiding in the cubicle of the locker room?"

He also used the action of blindfolding to tell himself that there are people watching, and if he is shy, he will reject himself and let them return without success.

Although there is no one, it will be rejected.

Asakawa Xia, who was bouncing and walking, blinked her eyes twice, besides the pink crystal bracelet, there was a white hair band on her wrist.

"They are more interested in this." Seiichi Yukimura, who has been in the same agency for two years and has a good understanding of the members, simply summed it up.

"It turns out that after getting along for a long time, you will know?" Asakawa Xia kicked the fallen leaves beside her feet. For her, she has not had the opportunity to experience this wonderful experience yet.

When did Lily's mother first fall in love, let me experience the mood of the people who eat melons.

"So Xiaoxia knows what I'm thinking?"

"Yukimura-san, please give up your thoughts for now." Asakawa Xiabi made an X gesture, "As a middle school student, I don't want to talk about exotic relationships!"

"Hey—" He pretended to be surprised: "So Xiao Xia is serious?"

Asakawa Natsu: ...

"Always be serious."

To be honest, when she heard Yukimura's confession like a marriage proposal that day, she was almost so moved that she agreed, but she suddenly remembered that the two of them had reached this point, but someone still didn't take the initiative to exchange contact information.

Just think about him as a boyfriend, and there is no news from him for a week abroad, Asakawa Xia feels: ah... this relationship will break up after falling in love, or forget it.

Anyway, the one-week training session is not very long. If there is a real change, the embarrassment of not talking about it will be less than after falling in love.

If Yukimura-san knew, he would probably be so angry that he would play tennis with him.

Asakawa Xia gasped, and decided to beat him to death without giving a reason.

"As compensation, should Xiaoxia give me her email address?" Yukimura Seichi handed over the phone.

In the SMS column named A Xiaoxia on the screen, the communication number was empty.

Fearing that Asakawa Natsu would not become curious about her mobile phone, Seiichi Yukimura, who failed in the plan, deliberately chose the text message draft box with countless love words and no way to send it as the interface for entering the number.

"When I'm at home, I will think of you. I don't have your communication number, and I don't want to know about it through others. Before I know it, everything in the draft box is related to Xiaoxia."

Asakawa Natsu's finger that entered the number stopped, and she looked at Yukimura Seichi in surprise, is that so?

At the same time, a cat's scratch-like curiosity grew from the bottom of her heart, Asakawa Xia hesitated, she knew it was impolite to look through it but she was very curious, after repeated hesitation, she...

He took out his mobile phone and handed it to Yukimura Seiichi.

"Yukimura-san, I want to see your draft box, can I exchange it with my memo?"

The girl's behavior was completely different from what she expected, but it touched her heart even more. Yukimura Seichi didn't twitch Asakawa Natsu's hair, took the phone and said casually: "As a reward, save Natsuki's contact information."

"Okay." Asakawa Xia, who was obsessed with looking at the draft box, said briskly and perfunctorily.

There are very few contacts in Asakawa Natsu's address book, except for the contact information of teachers and family members, there is only one peer, Noko Lily.

Yukimura Seichi tapped on the screen, thinking for a while to remove the original Yukimura and change it to Oshi.

For him, apart from the elder, only the other half can call him that.

"Xiao Xia."

The darkened screen reflected the delicate face of the young man. The most recent entry in the memo was half a month ago, but the words were very simple but extremely moving.

"After two months, I finally learned most of the common methods of grilling fish.

My mother praised me that I have evolved from a fool who got stuck in eating fish to a master of picking pricks.

It can be considered a small progress. "

"I'm here."

"Can I hug you?"

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The author has something to say:

Companionship is the longest love confession

Excerpted from Eason Chan's "Spend Long Years With You"

thanks little angel