Marry Yukimura's 100 Careful Tricks

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Eh! ! !

The scalding temperature and crimson color spread and grew from the earlobe until it invaded Asakawa Natsu's entire cheek. She turned her head and disturbed her thoughts.

She buried herself tightly in her arms.

How to do how to do!

My face is so hot, and so are my ears. If Yukimura-san sees this, he will have strange emotions, and he will be misunderstood that I covet the beauty of my boyfriend!

No matter which direction the result is, it all points to a bad development, really bad!

Asakawa Xia despised herself a little, and clearly realized that the action just now was an indirect kiss, but the aroma of hot cocoa on her lips kept coming and tempting, so she couldn't help but lick it...

Asakawa Natsu what did you do! !You have no shame! ! !

"Xiao Xia."

The palm that was eroded by the drip and temporarily lost its normal temperature was placed on Asakawa Xia's head. She could clearly feel that the slender fingers shuttled through her hair, smoothing out the frizzy hair one by one.

"Ah..." Asakawa Xia Xiaoxiao exclaimed, considering the palm of Yukimura Seiichi's needle-sticking hand, her movements were very small, "How can you use the needle-pricking hand, it will swell!"

"No, if Xiaoxia doesn't move around."

——Yukimura-san, is the threat in your eyes exclusive to girlfriends?

Asakawa Xia, who had to accept the caress of the patient, kept the current movement honestly, and deliberately turned the back of the chair to face the hospital bed when she dragged the chair over. She was afraid that she would be sleepy and thought: Even if she fell asleep, she would still be able to do it because of dishonesty. The sleeping phase woke up immediately.

The cross section of the back of the chair is very narrow, a thin strip, like the thicker hair tie she used to tie her hair when cooking at home.

The difference is that the color of the hair ring is pink and fluffy to the touch; while the horizontal surface is blue-gray, and the touch is stiff and scratchy.

"Xiao Xia."

Sighing softly, revealing deep satisfaction, the palm resting on Asakawa Natsu's hair did not know when to change, Yukimura Seichi avoided the back of the hand that was transporting the liquid, and put his forehead on Asakawa Natsu's hair.

"Thank you."

The scent of sea salt-flavored shampoo took up all of Yukimura Seiichi's breath, he slowed down his breathing rate, and slowly inhaled following Asakawa Natsu's ups and downs.

He is a person who doesn't like to show his face, but reveals his heart. According to the campus rumors: he is gentle, frank, and a junior high school student tennis god...

In fact, it has nothing to do with me. Apart from the tennis team who has been in contact with me a lot and knows me very well, um... plus a wild school girl, most of the rest of the people are deceived by this skin.

——The desire for victory is almost extreme, and even the usual habits will show strength.

and also……

While many people blindly adore and love him, they often ignore that he is still a junior in middle school.

"Xiao Xia."

They concealed Xianichiro countless times and went to the doctor alone. Listening to the conversation of the escort in the corridor, the bright light shines through the window, the books under the fingertips are silent, and the black and white pages are mixed into gloomy emotions.

"Thank you."

Willing to accept all of me.

November 11rd, Culture Day.

Today's weather is not too good, the clouds are low and low, and it is gray, like the sleepy picture I saw when I woke up suddenly, blurred like an old photo from 30 years ago.

The scenery along the street is only the evergreen trees on both sides of the road. The golden ginkgo leaves that were full of trees half a month ago have become indistinguishable from the passing time, and they have become a handful of dust.

"Yukimura-san." Asakawa Natsu approached a little bit, she lowered her head slightly, and under the hair that floated to the side of her face was a looming jawline.

Next to the small black round-toed leather shoes are white lace-up sneakers. Xia Chuan stepped on very light steps, and the gray stone slab was measured by her steps, "...Can I hold hands?"

The pebbles in front rolled for a distance of several meters, she didn't dare to look up at Yukimura Seiichi, the air as sweet as honey made Asakawa Natsu unconsciously shy, this was the first time she met this kind of atmosphere after falling in love.

It's not uncomfortable, like eating a big spoonful of sweet maple syrup in my heart, but I feel a little helpless, like continuing, and I feel that I can't maintain the status quo. It should be a more normal and natural attitude.

What should I do...

Will holding hands block the atmosphere or go a step further?

she does not know.

Also... recovering from a serious illness, I shouldn't have agreed to Yukimura-san's proposal to go out to play, but I was so stubborn when I heard the boy lower his eyes and say: "There is no one at home during the culture day, so I don't really want to stay in a familiar and deserted place. .”

With just one sentence, Asakawa Natsu, who had no principle to Yukimura Seichi, directly let go of the line of defense, and the battle between heaven and man in his mind suddenly calmed down: "That's okay."

The hot, slightly sweaty palm gently pressed against the back of Asakawa Xia's hand, and her slender, rough fingers held the girl's left hand tightly with a little force.

"Xiao Xia." Yukimura Seiichi stopped, raised his left hand and tapped Asakawa Natsu's heart on the forehead: "For couples, holding hands is normal, including..." The opened and closed lips silently uttered a few words.

After returning from the hospital, Seiichi Yukimura seemed to have been opened a Pandora's box. When getting along in private, he always teased Asakawa Natsu with this sentence. Watching his girlfriend's fair and clean face grow crimson, as if some kind of emotion be satisfied.

"Yukimura-san..."

Although I still blush now, but you continue to tease me, I will not be surprised if you say something like kissing for a week at most.

"You..." That's too bad!

In the middle of the sentence, Asakawa Xia looked sideways with a sense of feeling. Different from the noise of people coming and going here, the street opposite was cold and lonely. Her eyes were fixed on the deep alley, and there were constantly unclear words in her mind. words.

——I seem to have been to that store, what kind of deal did I make with the owner?

Beads on the slender wrist turned from pink to red. Just when Asakawa Xia just wanted to get closer, the strength and body temperature of her left hand pulled her back to reality.

"Xiaoxia, Xiaoxia..." The young man's exquisite face was vaguely worried. He raised his hand to test the temperature of Asakawa Xia's forehead, and he was relieved when he found nothing unusual: "Be careful when walking."

"Yukimura-san, let's go..."

"Huh? Where are you going?" he asked.

Just about to say, "Let's go to the magic shop across the street to buy small gifts and take care of the owner's business," Asakawa Xia suddenly got stuck. She bit the tip of her tongue for a while but couldn't remember where to go, and hesitated for a long time without saying a specific location.

——It’s an illusion, how could the magic shop suddenly run near the museum? Its address is in a commercial and residential area several blocks away.

"Go... I forgot." Asakawa Natsu raised her finger and pointed at the temple, and the bracelet between the armholes came into Yukimura Seiichi's line of sight: "Recently, my memory is getting worse and worse." She muttered, looking for someone The reason was to put the blame on Xi Cun: "It's all Teacher Xi Cun's fault. There are too many chemistry problems assigned, and all the brain cells are dead."

"Chemistry's lifelong enemy."

"When will I escape from Mr. Nishimura's clutches!"

"Mother Lily is going to complain that Asakawa Xia, who has a poor memory, is an idiot."

……

"Xiao Xia."

Seiichi Yukimura held Asakawa Natsu's wrist with one hand, and the bracelet the girl wore in his memory was as pink and charming as spring cherry blossoms, instead of showing a glass-like texture like faded red.

"I'll take you to buy a new bracelet."

"Eh? Why?" Asakawa Xia's round almond eyes revealed a puzzled expression. It was the first time he had known Yukimura-san for so long and asked to change his bracelet: "Isn't it pretty?"

Not good or not...

Seiichi Yukimura narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the dimly refracted beads: "I heard from the tennis club that there is a very good jewelry store nearby. Would Xiaoxia want to go?"

Asakawa Xia, who doesn't really pursue accessories, is a little entangled, and her intuition tells her that the pink crystal bracelet cannot be replaced, but...

She raised her eyes to look at Yukimura Seiichi, who had a gentle smile and vaguely expected expectations, and silently swallowed the refusal on her lips, and replaced it with: "Student Yukimura should pick it out by himself, as for this..."

Asakawa Natsu took off the bracelet and stuffed it into Yukimura Seiichi's coat pocket: "Old for new."

She blinked and finished speaking cheekily.

"Okay." Seiichi Yukimura nodded in response, leading Asakawa Natsu forward.

——Although Yukimura-san doesn't know the meaning of this bracelet, let me be selfish for a while.

Inari-sama, if there are gods in this world, please make Yukimura-san get well soon.

Before Christmas, the Tennis Club will have a one-week camping training with other strong tennis schools. The original plan was to start the camping this Friday, but due to Yukimura Seichi’s poor physical condition, after Yanagi Renji’s friendly negotiation, the camping began. The time is pushed to the weekend of this week.

"Yukimura-san, let's find a coffee shop later, it's cold."

"Does Xiaoxia have any recommended coffee shops?"

"Sister Yukimura, there are surprises everywhere in life, don't stick to the plan, we follow the principle of proximity and treat coffee shops as blind boxes.

In fact, it may not only be a coffee shop, comic cake shop, dessert shop... It is also a good choice! "

She was rambling on, looking at the surrounding stores with her round almond eyes. For Asakawa Xia, what she ate or drank today was not important, she just wanted to find a store where she could sit for a long time.

Order a bunch of things, anything, as long as you can keep them there until the temperature warms up.

"it is good."

He said.

***

Magic shop.

Under the corridor approaching midnight, pink and white petals fluttered from a hanging kimono. On April [-]st, it glanced at the clear moon in the sky, and spit out lingering smoke.

He shook the ashes in the pipe, and scattered the water mirror reflecting the bright moon. The disturbed scenes overlapped and intertwined, and the colliding ripples condensed into the appearance of a crane looking at a kite.

At this moment, the flowing patterns on her face have all faded from the original depth, turning into a shallow, almost indistinguishable white, and the luxurious twelve single clothes are full of the dimness of the years.

"Thank you."

Si Yue Yi nodded lightly, with strange eyes hidden behind the lingering smoke, he raised the wine cup with one hand and said softly: "I accept the price."

Two bright-colored flower petals floated in the clear wine, and he didn't drink it. Looking at the crimson color in the cup, he thought of Ichihara Yuko's eyes.

Dozens of springs and autumns have passed since she left, and Xiao Yu and Xiao Kui have also become old friends who have almost faded in memory.

And that guy...

On April [-]st, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp under the moonlight. Many years ago, he drank all night with someone, and it seemed that it was another good wine brewed privately.

"Hundred eyes and ghosts are quiet."

And most importantly, the "price" bestowed by the fox.

"I'm back, April [-]st."

"Welcome back, Miss Yuko.

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The author has something to say:

Space forwarding today: I also want to receive my name written on the snow.

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感谢在2021-11-0717:51:29~2021-11-0820:46:01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 threw the landmine: Pick up 1 in the morning and evening;

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