Marry Yukimura's 100 Careful Tricks

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As the weather gets warmer, the scenery near the hospital also turns from bleak to lively. Asakawa Xia, who is holding a bouquet of cherry blossoms, walks slowly towards the hospital. The mourning emotion hidden in the bones.

If someone said in the past: "Asakawa-san, besides the way home and school, you will also remember the way to the hospital", I would not believe it.

Asakawa Xia pulled an ugly smile on the corner of her mouth, and waited with the scattered passers-by around for the green light to turn on.

What I hoped most in the past: improve my chemistry grades, refuse to be a chemistry idiot; remember the route more, get rid of the road idiot attribute; I hope to be needed by others, who I want to take care of, and who I want to be the little sun...

Now that her previous wish has been realized invisibly, she can't laugh no matter what, let alone strip away the non-existent joy and satisfaction.

I don't want to be needed like this.

I just want, only want, just want Yukimura-san to get better soon.

Asakawa Natsu buried her face in her face and sniffed her nose lightly. She couldn't let Yukimura-san see her face after crying, he would be even more sad.

The red light across the street turned green, Asakawa Xia followed the hurried footsteps of pedestrians and walked forward, surrounded by the humming of car engines, dull like memories under the dust, and the unpleasant smell of exhaust dragged her Walking, rolling and running some unsteady minds, sending imaginary words to my mind:

"Want to make your wish come true?"

"Just pay a price equal to your wish, no more, no less."

"Any wish can be fulfilled for you."

……

drop--

Asakawa Xia had just stepped on the sidewalk across the street, and a speeding car passed behind her with a horn honking, and the wind generated by the galloping cut off many petals. She looked at the falling pink and white, and murmured:

"Any wish can be fulfilled for you."

"Just pay a price commensurate with your wish."

If only it were true...

Asakawa Xia let out a breath, and the gentle and gentle appearance of the owner of the magic shop appeared in his mind.

When I bought a pink crystal bracelet last time, the shop owner replaced the "price" with "price" in a mysterious way, holding the pink crystal bracelet in his hand and saying, "It likes you very much."

Can accessories that don't speak also express affection?Asakawa Xia couldn't help but wonder, and began to think about when to find time to go to the magic shop.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, if you can get a little good meaning, it is not a waste of time.

"I hope that the "price" charged by the shopkeeper will be within the range that I can pay. "

Asakawa Xia pursed the corners of her lips, and suddenly thought of a way to add a good meaning to relieve the depression in her heart. She quickened her pace and sighed: "I don't know how much the shopkeeper will charge this time, and the price of buying a pink crystal bracelet is regarded as the price of a student. At the friendly price, is five months’ pocket money enough?”

What if not enough?

I can only feel wronged and smash the piggy bank in the bedroom.

And what if that's not enough?

Then I can only report the owner of the magic shop as a profiteer, driving up prices and disrupting the market!

When the people from the price bureau come, they must beg the shopkeeper to sell it to themselves again.Asakawa Natsu scratched the ribbon that tied the bouquet tightly, thinking brazenly.

"It's going to be as expected, and it's going to be all right."

Just like the cherry blossoms in your arms, no matter how bleak and bare the branches are in mid-winter, they will still be covered with magnificent colors again and again when the flowers bloom in the warm spring of the coming year.

During the New Year, the small items used by the hospital to add to the New Year's atmosphere are still placed in their original positions. Asakawa Xia touched the light-colored artificial flowers in the corner while waiting for the elevator.

"It's the same as it was a few months ago," she said.

On the third day after the new year, Asakawa Xia's parents' phone rang continuously from morning to night. Although the two wanted to spend more time with their daughter, they had no choice but to compromise reality and money.

The night before his departure, Mrs. Asakawa knocked on the door of Asakawa Xia's bedroom, leaving her husband and daughter lying together with a sad face, chatting about topics that Asakawa Xia usually wanted to talk about but had no chance to talk about.

"Baby." Mrs. Asakawa asked: "Have you encountered anything recently? I'm in a bad mood that can be seen with the naked eye."

"..."

"Mom." Asakawa Xia pulled the quilt tightly, "Will God really care for believers? Will the wishes come true?"

"Hmm..." Mrs. Asakawa pondered for a while, she stretched out her hand to hold her daughter into her arms while lying on her side, and gently patted Asakawa Xia's back: "Mom doesn't want to lie to you, can I tell you the truth?"

"……it is good."

"It is said that there are [-] gods in the world. They live in the sky, and they will listen to the voices of believers every new year and use their magic power to fulfill their wishes."

"Mom, what else?" Asakawa Xia did not blink, waiting for Mrs. Asakawa's next words with bated breath.

"It's part of what people look forward to, and it's one of the ways to add courage and motivation when you're fighting tough and when you're trying to escape."

Mrs. Asakawa listened carefully to make sure her daughter was not choked up, and then continued: "Baby, what you should and can do now is to have a good heart and try to warm the people you care about. Believe that everyone is a miracle in itself.

If you collapse first, how can you lend strength to others? "

"……Um."

"So, baby, can you tell mom why you're unhappy?"

"it is good."

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The light of the night light refracted into stars, and the mother and daughter breathed almost simultaneously in the room. Asakawa Xia explained everything that happened in the near future word by word, in all aspects, piles and piles, until when the sleepiness like a tide came, she heard Say it yourself:

"Mom, I really want to say to Yukimura-san: get better soon, but I dare not."

Muttering sleepy words to dissipate the silence of the night: "It will put pressure on him, I don't want to..."

"Baby, go to sleep." Mrs. Asakawa tightened her grip, "Go to sleep, everything will be fine."

The softly chanted lullaby aggravated Asakawa Xia's drowsiness, she was drowsy, her mother's singing was in her ears, and her breath was full of her mother's smell:

Is it okay to cry now?

I really want to cry.

"Did I cry at the end?" Asakawa Xia stood up straight, walked to the elevator door and waited for the elevator that was about to arrive. She thought about it and felt a little discouraged: "I don't remember at all."

Ding--

The elevator has arrived.

Asakawa Natsu pressed the button and stared at the slowly closing elevator door, the smooth plane with cold light reflected Asakawa Natsu's faintly smiling cheeks:

I just remember that my mother secretly kissed her eyes after she thought she was asleep.

She has visited Yukimura Seichi too many times, and the nurses in the inpatient area are very familiar with this second-year junior high school girl. Since Asakawa Natsu missed a certain time, when she came to the hospital in the afternoon, she would always turn to the nurse's station and ask if Yukimura Seiichi was in the ward.

Today is no exception.

"Sister Nurse."

Asakawa Xia stood on tiptoe, and the guidance desk was half a head shorter than her. It would be difficult to be noticed if she didn't stand on her feet and hugged the flower: "Can you tell me that Yukimura-san is in the ward?"

"It's Ms. Asakawa, Mr. Yukimura went to the rooftop to get some air 10 minutes ago." The nurse on duty rolled her eyes and spoke softly, "Would you like to sit down?"

Asakawa Xia shook her head and raised the cherry blossoms in her arms: "Thank you sister nurse, but I have a surprise to show Yukimura-san, I'll go first."

"Such beautiful cherry blossoms, Mr. Yukimura will definitely like them."

"Thank you sister."

"You're welcome," she said.

It has long been rumored in the inpatient area that the frail and beautiful young man has a very considerate and sensible little girlfriend who brings different flowers every time he visits.

Even many adults didn't think about it, and they noticed that the infusion made the body cold. They also bought a warm water bottle and asked their boyfriend to remember to use a handkerchief to protect them from burns.

"Such a gentle and considerate girlfriend, what did Mr. Yukimura use to deceive him?" The nurse picked up a pen and wrote the next sentence: April 2011, 4 is another time to be moved by other people's love.

I swear!

The future boyfriend wants Ms. Asakawa like this: gentle, considerate, caring, and good-looking.

As for why the criterion for choosing a spouse is not the boy in the ward——

The nurse had only one impression of him: good-looking.

"If you're in love, you'd be happier choosing someone like Ms. Asakawa."

Ward.

After changing and placing the flowers, Asakawa Xia sat on the chair beside the bed, casually looking at the furnishings and layout in the ward.

During the long vacation, Asakawa Xia, who used the hospital ward as a library, was very familiar with the things in the room. She propped up her chin and slowly moved her eyes. To be honest, she always felt that it was much different from the original appearance.

Where is the difference?

Probably the originally perfunctory and deserted ward, with almost no traces of life, was arranged and filled by Asakawa Xia unremittingly during the holiday, not only adding many convenient items, but also many more belongings and traces of her stay.

For example: the plaid scarf that has been left behind for a long time but I forgot to take it home every time, I didn’t want to eat half of it, thankfully it was individually packaged plum candy, I thought it was a pity that the flowers withered, and the glue bookmark that picked up petals to make glue specimens turned ugly ...

Asakawa Natsu choked, including the hospital bed beside her, and she once took advantage of Yukimura's classmate to go to the rooftop to blow the air, and she changed from taking a nap on her stomach to half lying down.

"..."

I should be thankful, isn't Yukimura-san not a clean freak?

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"When will Yukimura-san come back?" Asakawa Natsu yawned after scanning the ward for the third time, she took out her mobile phone and dialed the number of Yukimura Seichi.

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The familiar mobile phone ringing mixed with the sound of footsteps came to Asakawa Xia's ears from far and near.

"Xiao Xia." Part of the boy's smiling voice was transmitted through the earpiece, while the other part pierced through the not-so-thin door panel to form a small and muffled tone, "Should I congratulate Xiao Xia for becoming a second-year junior high school sister?"

Asakawa Xia gave a soft "hmm", and she walked lightly to make sure that she and Yukimura Seiichi were separated by the same door before regaining her normal voice: "Xukimura-san, I have a surprise, please sign for it, would you like it?"

Seiichi Yukimura, who answered the phone in the corridor, put one hand on the iron doorknob, resisted the dryness between his lips and teeth, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his eyebrows were deep: "Can I know in advance what the surprise is?"

Asakawa Natsu: "Yukimura-san, you already know about surprises."

The girl seemed to realize that what she said was not accurate enough, so she changed her words in her sweet and soft voice: "It's a part of the surprise, Yukimura-san, you can see it when you open the door."

"it is good."

The door was pushed open little by little, and Asakawa Natsu's lively and interesting appearance came straight at him. Seiichi Yukimura looked at the bright and moving smile on Asakawa Natsu's lips, his eyes softened suddenly, and his eyes were like a fine silk net wrapped around the girl in front of him.

"Yukimura-san, look!"

Asakawa Natsu turned sideways and gave Yukimura Seiichi the other half of the surprise that had been concealed.

On the table next to the window, the cherry blossom branches are tightly wrapped with apricot-white matte paper. It is under the warm afternoon sun, and the delicate petals are full of brightness and stretch freely.

"I give you spring."

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The author has something to say:

The first 10 comments in this chapter give red envelopes to make up for my cuckoo.

By the way, it's almost July, which is the time for Yukimura's surgery

And I want to write and play after I die