Marry Yukimura's 100 Careful Tricks

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The autumn night was a bit quiet. Xia Chuan glanced at the cold street in front of the curtains. In the melting moonlight, the impersonal concrete floor was covered with hazy clothes. Fascinating colors.

During dinner, Mrs. Asakawa called, and the noisy background music and her unconcealable exhaustion came to Asakawa Xia's ears heavily through the small receiver.

"Baby, Mommy's company has taken on a new case, so I won't be back for a while."

She seems to be holding the phone between her shoulders and her face, her voice is vague and gentle: "Before I left last time, I put [-] yen in the bottom drawer of the TV cabinet, don't starve yourself, go out to eat if you don't want to cook, Next time mom comes back and takes you to a nearby restaurant to apply for a recharge card..."

"Mom works hard, and I will take care of myself." Asakawa Xia paused for a second while stirring the curry, and she said "hmm" from time to time, while observing whether the soup was thick, while having a brief conversation with Mrs. Asakawa.

Since she moved to Kanagawa, she has seen less time with her parents. Asakawa Natsu counted on her fingers, and the time spent sleeping at home in the past six months is not as good as the time she spends with Yukimura Seiichi in the first month of school. .

——Although the number of times is so high that it cannot be called a chance encounter at all.

"Understandable, but still a bit lost."

There is an unfinished chicken curry in the refrigerator. Asakawa Natsu, who doesn't like carrots, cuts up a whole carrot for Mrs. Asakawa, but hopes are dashed, and there are also disgusting dishes.

Even a girl as energetic as Asakawa Xia couldn't help being frustrated: I'm so miserable, I'm unlucky.

The black screen of the phone that had been neglected for a long time turned on again, and it was a message from Yukimura Seichi.

Ashi: Is Xiaoxia free? I want to hear Xiaoxia's voice.

Asakawa: If Yukimura-san doesn't dislike me, I will write my homework until I am crazy.

Ah Shi: There is a knock on the door, Xiao Xia wait for me, I will call you later.

Asakawa: Good.

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When exchanging suggestions last time, I added a chat software friend by the way. That night, Asakawa Natsu, who was extremely curious, sneaked into Yukimura Seiki's homepage and read it carefully.

Asakawa Xia sincerely doubts: Is Yukimura's future partner really not a racket or a plant?

She tapped the table with the pen cap, moved the phone to a place close to her and out of the way, looked at the title and glanced at the phone screen.

——This sinful man started to tempt me not to study hard again.

Asakawa Xia complained so much in her heart, but the corners of her mouth were pulled high, and the joy contained in her almond eyes almost condensed into substance.

She seldom does homework at night, even if it is a difficult subject, she will try her best to complete it during the day, and she will never add any burden to her sleep time.

Unless you are so lost that you need to create the illusion of being busy, so that you have no time to take care of it.

"I still miss my mother." Xia Chuan looked up the information and stopped on the keyboard. She glanced at the computer screen, silently forked off the study forum, and clicked on the dusty Lihai University campus forum to distract her attention.

Asakawa Xia, who hadn't logged into the forum for a long time, watched the computer go back and forth in circles, and was stuck for 10 minutes before the forum interface was loaded.

"Could it be that the teacher responsible for maintaining the campus forum resigned?" Asakawa Xia's brain was wide open, guessing wildly: "Could it be that the teacher has been losing hair because of too much maintenance, and resigned because he was afraid that he would not be able to find a girlfriend if he became bald?"

"Or is it that the school threatens with the teacher's figure, if it is too good to make the students lose their minds, they will confiscate the figure for a month?"

"It can't be that the sugar content in the forum is too high, and you throw yourself into the pillow crying bitterly, lamenting that you are not even as good as a junior high school student?"

……

Asakawa Xia randomly guessed more than ten questions, all of which hit Teacher Wei's pain points, that is, Teacher Wei couldn't hear her critical comments, otherwise even if she was complained about "Teacher, you are careful." A forum account, a small black house for a lifetime.

She was not released after graduation, and she was criticized every year as a model, so as to imitate others.

Halfway through the forum, Asakawa Xia felt something was wrong. She posted it on the computer screen inexplicably, wishing to use a magnifying glass to savor this post word by word.

[Question]: At the awards ceremony, did the young couple kiss each other?

—I am the microphone, and I testify that they kissed.

—I am a kimono, and I testify that they kissed.

……

The formation is neat and varied, with all kinds of unexpected titles above their heads, and some people even engage in role-playing, which is directly staged in the comment area: the plot of the same person's brain is more exciting than the main character.

Asakawa Natsu looked more and more magical, the more she watched, the more she felt that they were Asakawa Natsu herself and she was fake. She had a complicated expression and wanted to reply: Yukimura-san and I are innocent.

I was also afraid that these people would make up their own brains and come up with weird plots that would confuse the pond, so they simply clicked fork to check other popular posts.

--what is this? ?

Asakawa Xia, who was so confused that she scratched her head, raised her chin and clicked the mouse. Even though she had done enough mental construction before clicking, she was still shocked.

——As the person involved, I was actually taken aback by the nonsense posts on the forum!

"...I really want Yukimura to see how rich the imagination of contemporary alumni is."

Especially the alumnus named White-haired Big Fox, whose ability to make up things is comparable to that of a fraudster.

Action is worse than heartbeat, Asakawa Xiali immediately took the phone, found the post through the browsing history, and directly shared it with Yukimura Seichi.

By the way, my own comments: Yukimura-san, I almost doubted that I was really talking about marriage as I wrote in the post.Please don't ignore the fact that we are still middle school students!

Yukimura-san: Don't doubt it.

Asakawa:?

Yukimura: They are right.

Without waiting for Asakawa Natsu to refute, Yukimura Seiichi dialed the phone directly. He seemed to have just escaped from something not so good, and he was extremely tired, revealing a sense of boredom from the bottom of his heart.

"Fortunate... Yukimura-san." Asakawa Natsuya, who is particularly sensitive to this aspect, said softly, her voice was soft, and the intentionally sweet tone was a bit coquettish, "Can you tell me what unhappy things happened to me? Is it? I am willing to be an audience."

"Um……"

Yukimura Seiichi's murmur and light tapping on the table landed on Natsuko Asakawa through the receiver.

"Don't worry about people who don't matter," he said.

Asakawa Xia said "eh", a little curious, but she was embarrassed to ask directly: Is there someone who stalked you and confessed to you like this.

Instead, he made indirect remarks and asked in a roundabout way: "How are the people in the seminar? Are there any familiar people?"

"Xiao Xia, don't you miss me?" Seiichi Yukimura changed the topic, and with the gentle night breeze blowing in from the window, he slowly expressed his overflowing thoughts: "I miss you very much."

"...Me too." Asakawa Natsu, who was honest with her feelings, didn't realize that this sentence healed someone's tired body and mind.

Asakawa Natsu shook her head, and then brought up the post she just shared: "Yukimura-san..."

She is not stupid, she read out when Yukimura Seiichi changed the subject, what happened was not that simple, Asakawa Xia watched the computer screen dim a little bit, and replaced the sand sculpture speech in the comments with: "Student Yukimura, you can try Lean on me."

This was a very bold speech. Asakawa Natsu said that she held her breath and waited for Yukimura Seiichi's answer at the end. Her beating heart and rapid breathing were particularly conspicuous in the silent night.

The question that had troubled her throughout the day suddenly had an answer.

——The unit of time with Yukimura-san has changed from a moment to a lifetime without knowing it.

"I only rely on my wife." Seiichi Yukimura interrupted Asakawa Natsu with the words she used to prevaricate him, "Is Xiaoxia ready?"

Regardless of whether Asakawa Natsu agrees or not, she will consider telling her about what happened, but——

Yukimura Seiichi lowered his eyes, glanced at the steamy white water on the table, his cold face suddenly turned bright, he clasped the wall of his cup: How could he give up the opportunity to squeeze into Xiaoxia's life.

On the other end of the phone, Asakawa Xia didn't answer right away.

Some time ago, she confidently said that she would only talk about one relationship, and not talk about a foreign relationship for a week, but now she suddenly said that I would like to be like this, she thought it was not convincing.

After thinking about it, Asakawa Natsu intends to express his sincerity in a joking way. If Yukimura-san doesn't believe it, he will confess his confession seriously after returning home. If he does...

Or go back to China and then formally fall in love.

After all, the beginning of a relationship must have a beautiful beginning.

"Yukimura-san." Asakawa Natsu said with a smile, she restrained her little heart that was beating wildly because of nervousness, and tried to make her attitude more natural: "Is it too late to promise now?"

"In time."

Unexpectedly, Yukimura Seichi would be so forthright to Asakawa Natsu: "Aren't you afraid that I'm joking?"

"Is Xiaoxia joking?" Yukimura Seichi asked back.

"No." Asakawa Xia expressed her attitude again: "I am willing to agree to Yukimura-san, but—" she dragged the end of the voice, "Can we officially get together after returning to China? It is too sloppy to establish a relationship through the Internet, and serious feelings must be A sense of ritual."

"Of course. Then..." Seiichi Yukimura looked at the figure reflected in the window: "Mrs. Future, please give me your advice."

"... Please advise me a lot."

The darkened computer screen reflected Asakawa Natsu's flushed cheeks.She lightly grabbed a piece of soft flesh in her face, gasped slightly in pain, and continued to say after correcting her attitude: "Student Yukimura, are you willing to rely on it in advance?"

"it is good."

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Many years later, recalling this incident, Asakawa Xia couldn't hold back her emotions. She picked up the pillow and threw it into the man's arms without mercy, "You did it on purpose back then!!!"

"The son of Lihai, who is as gentle as jade and has a super good temper, is all nonsense!"

"Xiao Xia."

As time went by, the boy who used to show his emotions turned into a calm man. Yukimura Seiichi had a helpless and sweet expression, as if he didn't understand why his wife's reflex arc was so long, and the matter of Kuniichi was only now thinking clearly.

"You finally found out."

It wasn't that he couldn't help himself, and it wasn't that he took the initiative, but that he saw the softness and looseness in the girl's heart at that time, and squeezed in forcefully.

Asakawa Natsu: ...

"Xiao Xia, I love you."

The fine strands of hair brushed against the eyelids from time to time, and the gradually narrowing distance and intertwined breathing formed a close forehead.

Asakawa Natsu blinked her eyes, avoiding Yukimura Seichi's overly direct gaze, her eyelashes trembled lightly and loosely wrapped her long hair that was running around, trying to take the time to untangle her hair to gain a moment of respite, but was burned by the palm of her hand Hold your back tightly and nestle into someone's neck.

"Yukimura-san..."

"Ok?"

The simple syllables are somewhat hoarse and gentle.

"so bad."

Asakawa Natsu's slender fingers brushed across the back of Yukimura Seiichi's neck, and with an almost muttering tone, she touched her earlobe.

Really bad.