Marry Yukimura's 100 Careful Tricks

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The corridor outside the ward was filled with cold white lights without temperature. Asakawa Xia, who was holding two large bouquets of flowers, walked slowly and hesitated, raising her eyes from time to time to look at the house number of the ward passing by.

The distance from Yukimura Seiichi's ward was getting closer and closer, and the anxiety in my heart suddenly shook. While the water splashed, it also carried away the drifting boat, and floated up and down with it in the cold pool.

"Huh..." Asakawa Xia Fang breathed lightly, let out a long sigh of relief, and then sat down on the row of chairs in the corridor, "Although I have made some mental preparations, it will still be uncomfortable."

When getting out of the elevator, Asakawa Xia just happened to see the scene where Nurse Sato on duty was talking to Dr. Morita. She took the opportunity of pulling away from a single sunflower to stand for a while, and overheard the conversation between the two:

"Then Nurse Sato, please let me know when Ms. Asakawa visits Mr. Yukimura. I'll ask her for something."

"Eh? Is there a problem?"

"It's related to Mr. Yukimura."

"Ah..." Sato's tone revealed it clearly: "Mr. Yukimura, who looks slender, is strong and tricky in some aspects."

"Yes, I hope Miss Asakawa can help persuade him."

……

Along with the voice of the conversation came a huge, indescribable creation of the abyss, and Asakawa Natsu's movement of pulling away the flower branch stagnated.She listened to the vague sighs of the two in a daze, and the regret revealed inside gave birth to the dense cold sweat on Asakawa Xia's back.

The cherry blossoms on the branches will also wither. While the owner gave the choice, he had already arranged the date.

What would happen if it was later?

--I have no idea.

"Yukimura-san, what kind of mood did you reply to the message?"

"If I don't come to visit him, don't you plan to tell me?"

Sometimes I really want to blame Yukimura-san for being too strong and assertive, obviously...

The white light dipped into Asakawa Natsu's eyes, and she sat quietly for a long, long time... until the negative emotions climbed back into her body, she sighed lightly, got up and walked towards the door of Yukimura Seiichi's ward.

knock --

"Please, please."

The girl's sweet voice first ran into Yukimura Seiichi's ears. She gently opened the door of the ward and revealed a pair of smiling almond eyes: "Mr. Yukimura, are you ready to answer your girlfriend's questions?"

Seiichi Yukimura, who has not finished today's treatment, is sitting on the hospital bed. Holding a pencil in his hand, he carefully checks whether there are any missing notes on the stacked books on the table. Just as he was about to add a few words, he suddenly heard a knock on the door. , followed by a familiar tone and a pair of round eyes.

"Of course." Seiichi Yukimura put down the pencil in his hand, and suppressed the gloomy look in his brows and eyes: "But I have limited knowledge, and I can't explain it thoroughly in a few words. Maybe Xiaoxia has been wronged for listening to me all day."

"Boy friend."

The door of the ward was closed again, Asakawa Natsu stepped on the sunlight falling through the window, and approached Yukimura Seichi step by step: "I miss you so much."

"So——" There was a slight smile in the elongated tone, and Asakawa Natsu, who had put the sunflowers away, moved to the seat aside, "Don't pretend to be stupid, I will accompany you all day."

"No pretense."

Yukimura Seichi opened the book full of pencil writing, and used his index finger as a bookmark to display the notes on the middle pages: "When Xiaoxia was away, countless sentences appeared in my mind, some described appearance, some described temperament, and there were countless revealing feelings words."

"When I think of it, I always write two sentences, such as when I talked with Xiao Xia on the phone some time ago: I always feel that you should be by my side at this time."

"I have thousands of words when you are not here, and all the implicit words memorized in the past emerge. But when you are here——"

The boy's purple-blue pupils came straight at him with strong and gentle eyes, "But I can only say the word "Xiao Xia". "

Asakawa Natsu who temporarily forgot about other thoughts: ...

If you are stupid, then what am I?Are idiots not worthy of doing this?

"Okay then, stupid Yukimura-san." Asakawa Natsu touched the bouquet of daisies in her bosom, picked one and stuck it between Yukimura Seichi's fingers: "Please tell you..."

Speaking of this, the girl's words suddenly got stuck, and she swallowed the "girlfriend" on her lips and replaced it with a selfish one: "Please tell your future wife, which daisy flower language do you want to give her?"

The four characters "Future Wife" are like the blue-gray tiles with water left after the rain, along its winding arc hangs one after another falling transparent objects.

Tick, tick, tick...

The small puddles below the eaves splash and form different crowns, and the dizzying ripples are like the sky stripped of its wheat-gray clothes, tantalizing for no reason.

Yukimura Seiichi felt the intensity of his chest suddenly filling up almost to overflowing, and his whole heart dangled like a boat drifting with the current, fascinated.

"Xiao Xia."

The purple-blue haired boy lowered his head slightly, his slightly longer hair covered part of the darkness in his pupils, he picked up a daisy branch and shouted again: "Xiao Xia."

Asakawa Sara, who noticed Yukimura Seiichi's movements, approached the distance between the two of them. She leaned on the edge of the hospital bed and looked up at him: "I'm here, what's wrong?"

Yukimura Seiichi's round almond eyes filled her figure. She blinked and asked half jokingly and half seriously, "Is Yukimura-san trying to renege on his debt? If you don't remember..." Daisy's flower language, I don't mind if you Google it on the spot.

The rest of the words were slammed back to his lips and teeth by the young man's rough fingertips with thin calluses, "My wife's account is impossible to refuse."

Before withdrawing his finger, Yukimura Seiki seemed to have passed the girl's breath inadvertently, he rubbed his fingertips a few times and calmly arranged flowers for his future wife.

"It is rumored that one day in the unhappy fairy forest, an elf with a white flower on his head was born suddenly, which is completely different from other creatures in the fairy forest.

Its face is always full of smiles, and it travels to every corner of the forest every day, spreading the emotion called "happiness" everywhere. "

……

There are deep and shallow complex meanings hidden in the young man's eloquent words, and his calm and calm expression can't see the slightest guilty conscience made up. A friend's attention is firmly in the palm of your hand.

"Just like the elf is to the fairy forest, now and in the future, half of the rope of my happiness is controlled by you."

"I……"

Asakawa Natsu opened her mouth to say something, she knew that she should be shy or stammering at the moment: "San Yukimura, you are too foul."

But with the sentence that Yukimura Seichi used as the finishing touch: "The most important point, I wish Xiaoxia happy forever." The depression in my heart that I almost forgot took root and sprouted, like a sudden storm that took away the false joy.

Yukimura-san, I seldom refuse you, and I seldom break appointments in front of you, but... But this time, I can only secretly regret: I'm sorry, I can't fulfill any promises related to the future.

pat-

Two round teardrops fell heavily, turning into two small wet spots.

"Xiao Xia." Are you hiding something from me?

"Yukimura-san!" Natsuki Asakawa, with a hoarse voice, complained aggrievedly before Seiichi Yukimura asked, "You made me cry, and you made me cry again."

Yukimura Seiichi's expression was blank for a moment, he didn't quite understand what he did wrong, and wanted to say: Probably not...but suddenly remembered the clip of his mother watching a soap opera:

"My girlfriend cried and said you were wrong, you must be wrong.

why?

Because you got the point wrong, no matter right or wrong, at least be a little bit accommodating when your girlfriend is crying.

why?

Then I'll say it bluntly, because you can't bear it. "

"Xiao Xia." Yukimura Seichi raised his hand to wipe the water from Asakawa Natsu's eyes, "I'm very clumsy when it comes to falling in love, so you can tell me straightforwardly, what's wrong?"

"You..." I lied to you.

The sourness in the nasal cavity became more and more turbulent. Asakawa Xia swallowed the uncontrollable sobs and inseparable liking, while sorting out the words Morita asked her to convey and ask.

"You...why are you hiding it from me?"

Asakawa Xia's voice trembled, and she complained sincerely with her misty almond eyes: "Why do you have to struggle alone, as a girlfriend, as the future Mrs. Yukimura, can't I listen to you?"

"I..." Yukimura Seiichi was left speechless by her question. No matter how difficult the opponent's moves are to fight back on the court, he can always dismantle them with ease, but when his girlfriend is crying and concerned, he has never experienced it. Feeling helpless like a flood.

"Yukimura-san... can you talk to me?" The girl's slender fingers squeezed between Yukimura Seiichi's fingers, she tightly clasped her boyfriend's right hand, choked up and repeated: "Can you?"

Really...

I lost to you.

Yukimura Seichi raised his hand to touch Asakawa Natsu's forehead, and the temperature of each other spread and dissipated through the short-term skin-to-skin contact.

"Dr. Morita said that the chance of success of the operation is very low..." Yukimura Seichi said word by word, the entanglement and hesitation hidden during this period, the fragility that fits the age but does not fit the self-cognition, and... the possibility of not being able to return to the court of fear.

"I have nothing but tennis. Tennis is all I have."

If you lose the tennis ball, what kind of empty, rotten inside is under the skin...

"Xiao Xia."

Yukimura Seichi brushed away the sticky hair on Asakawa Natsu's cheeks, and after venting his bad emotions, he returned to his gentle and restrained appearance again: "I understand."

understand what?

Yukimura Seichi didn't say anything, and Asakawa Natsu didn't ask. She stuffed the delicate and beautiful daisy bouquet to Yukimura Seiichi skillfully and naturally: "Student Yukimura, winter is coming and spring is coming, look."

Just like your motto: You don't know the warmth of spring without the cold winter.

"Yukimura-san, do you know?" Asakawa Natsu wiped away the mottled marks under his eyes, "There is such a thing as a "miracle" in the world, you who are called the "son of God" will definitely be favored by the gods, I promise . "

The sun at noon came lazily, and Asakawa Xia, who was sitting in front of the hospital bed just facing the window, was stained with blurred bright lines all over her body, and her almond eyes with ruddy eye circles drooped low. The long, falling hair concealed the uncontrollable grief.

Yukimura-san, you didn't praise me for being pretty.

Yukimura-san, I think you understand how reluctant I am, and I am afraid that you will know why I am reluctant.

……

"Xiao Xia."

The gentle words back and forth in the ear are like the messenger of early spring that dispels the haze of winter. Seiichi Yukimura focused on sensing the body temperature of Asakawa Xia conveyed by the back of his hand. He chewed the words just now over and over again. Find the smoke of civilization.

"Thank you."

Yukimura Seiichi's delicate face faded away from his pretentious relaxed introversion. He properly placed the bouquet sent by Asakawa Natsu, and gently and restrainedly lifted a strand of hair at his hand.

Gently and deeply fell a loving kiss.

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The author has something to say:

How do you know the warmth of spring without the cold winter

I have nothing but tennis, tennis is all I have.

from the prince of tennis

I always feel like you should be by my side

Excerpted from Yasunari Kawabata