Marry Yukimura's 100 Careful Tricks

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As it turns out, that was no illusion.

After enjoying the ice cream, Asakawa Xia, who was a little drowsy, was chased away by the sudden alarm clock and was mostly dozed off. She took out her phone and looked at it in a daze:

[Alarm clock]

16:00——I must complete the last three chemistry test papers today. If I can’t participate in the fireworks display in early September, Mother Lily will go crazy!

[close] or [remind later]

"..."

Which idiot spends more than an hour eating a popsicle?

Asakawa Xia pressed the screen off in frustration, and the dark, slightly reflective phone screen reflected the girl's cheeks full of complex emotions:

It turned out to be an idiot like me.

"Yukimura-san."

Asakawa Natsu habitually tugged at the hem of Yukimura Seiichi's clothes: "Although it's impolite to run away after accepting benefits from others, but..."

She re-lighted the mobile phone and put it into the memo [daily arrangement] to prove that she was not lying: "But I need to go home and do my homework. If you don't mind, can I treat you next time?"

"Asakawa-san."

Yukimura Seichi raised his hand to straighten the hair sticking to the girl's cheeks: "You are not rude, but I am looking forward to a date with you."

"How about setting the time the day after tomorrow?"

"..."

Asakawa Xia suspected that if she was sleepy, she might have misunderstood the meaning. She rubbed her eyes and said seriously, "It's a treat to make up for my fault."

Yukimura Seiichi didn't rush to refute Asakawa Natsu's words, he adjusted his expression slowly, showing the girl's favorite smile in his memory little by little: "Asakawa-san, I'm looking forward to it."

Shocked Asakawa Xia's pupils dilated slightly: Doesn't it seem like an illusion?

"And." The boy's purple-blue pupils were deep and gentle, and he could see through all of Asakawa Xia's thoughts like he had mind reading skills: "It's not an illusion."

"so--"

With a drawn-out tone mixed with easy-to-understand ambiguity, Seiichi Yukimura left his seat and stretched out his palm towards Natsu Asakawa, "Will Asakawa-san give me a chance to take the initiative?"

"..."

Asakawa Natsuki, who was willing to be robbed of the initiative by Yukimura Seiki, couldn't think of refusing at all. She looked like she had been enthusiastic and indulgent thousands of times, seemingly lightly but in fact, she took the boy's fiery palm heavily, "Yes."

The August sunlight, approaching five o'clock, moves slowly, and it quietly casts shadows and slightly distorted light beams across the classroom window casement, disrupting the clear lines of Asakawa Xia's body, and painting them into a moving hazy outline.

Really...

Yukimura Seiichi sighed lowly, he tentatively relaxed the gap between his fingers and quietly waited for his sweetheart's next move.

Then--

Little by little, the girl's slender fingers entered into the boy's intentionally loose fingers, expressing that he was waiting for his favor. With the initiative of surpassing countless love words, she affirmed Yukimura Seiichi's thoughts and completely revealed her preference for him.

"Yukimura-san, I'm also looking forward to it."

Asakawa Natsuki's gentle words are accompanied by intertwined temperature, like poppies that are spreading and growing in the field, welcoming the blooming poppies, easily swaying the ripples in Yukimura Seiichi's heart.

I'm afraid Asakawa-san doesn't know yet... Seiichi Yukimura tightened the gap between his fingers slightly to calm down the ups and downs:

In a sense.

The shady spots on the campus closely followed the two people's forward steps, and the broken hair on Yukimura Seiichi's forehead brushed back and forth, casting a narrow shadow: a person with such a personality is enough to be called a "terrible existence" ".

The person involved is completely unaware of how easily his tenderness can spoil a person.

Thousands of twinkling stars are scattered in the thick ink-like sky. Under the silent night, Seiichi Yukimura holds up a pencil for a long time and carefully and meticulously traces the hazy outline of the daytime and gentle eyes of Asakawa Natsu.

"No one seems to have noticed."

Seiichi Yukimura blew off the rubber scraps on the paper, and quietly looked at the pencil draft that was gradually taking shape: "In the painting of Unabara Matsuri, there is a petite girl hidden."

He has his own selfishness that is full and put on the table.

"The paint is a few colors worse."

Seiichi Yukimura, who roughly determined the color of the entire picture, clamped the unfinished work with a drawing board. He raised his eyes and glanced at the frosty moon outside the window, and suddenly remembered the love words of Kawabata Yasunari that Asakawa Natsu said two days ago:

"...I always feel that you should be by my side at this time."

Before turning off the lights in the bedroom, Seiichi Yukimura specially set up a warm orange night light to illuminate the easel: "Asakawa-san, who is afraid of the dark."

I hope that in the near future, Guangmingzheng can call you Xiaoxia.

"Good night."

The endless, foul smell of antiseptic solution seems to permeate the pale and cold hospital building everywhere, everywhere, except-

Seiichi Yukimura's ward.

The slightly sick teenager receiving treatment is surrounded by bouquets of flowers that are in their prime, they violently suppress the taste of the potion, and hand in a harmonious and sweet fragrance.

"Yukimura-san."

The door of the ward slowly opened, revealing Asakawa Natsu, who was holding a beautiful bouquet in her arms, and vaguely apologetic, "The next period of time is Lihai University's exam month, and I can't read prose collections with you for the time being, can I use gladiolus instead? "

"I promise, it won't be long." The girl solemnly swore: "Otherwise I will be fined to fly at low altitude in chemistry, and I will be given 'love care' every day by Mr. Nishimura."

"Xiao Xia."

Seiichi Yukimura's actions were relatively reserved at this moment due to the needles used to deliver the medicinal liquid. He buckled up the book at hand and put it back in the pile of books at will: "Do you still remember Teacher Nishimura's words?"

"..."

How could I not remember!

Teacher Nishimura is so earnest that I almost let me live in her home to receive 24-hour exclusive tutoring.

"Is it too late to change the oath now?"

"Ms. Nishimura is too bad. She secretly added chemistry test papers. Does she hate me?"

……

Asakawa Natsu stuffed the bouquet in a murmur, dragged a seat and sat down beside Yukimura Seiichi's bed, using the warmth of her palm to relieve the coldness of the boy's left hand.

"Xiao Xia." Yukimura Seiichi flexed his right hand fingers, "How about I teach you chemistry after the exam?"

"Um……"

Asakawa Xia's tooth surface bumped, "To be honest, I don't want to spend the rare time we spend together with annoying chemistry problems, or—"

She rolled her eyes with a hint of slyness: "Yukimura-san, please teach me how to draw. Minister Ayako has assigned a lot of tasks recently, and they are still difficult in hell."

"She dislikes my ugly drawing of Doraemon, and said that she will be satisfied if I draw half of your Q-version villain." Asakawa Xia secretly glanced at Yukimura Seichi: "So can you..."

The girl's warm palm gently rubbed Yukimura Seiichi's cold fingertips, caressing away the circle after circle of ripples, she looked up pitifully and timidly from time to time:

"Boyfriend, can you draw a pencil drawing for me?"

Yukimura Seiichi didn't answer, he narrowed his eyes and moved a little closer to Asakawa Natsu.

"What's the matter?" Is there any discomfort?

Asakawa Natsu's question in the second half of the sentence was buried in Yukimura Seiki's dark and shallow pupils who broke in suddenly and confessed his emotions, and was buried in the rough fingertips with thin calluses that rubbed his forehead.

His uninfected body temperature and the thousands of words in his eyes were transmitted to Asakawa Xia unabashedly through the intersecting eyes and short contact.

"With you, there is no rejection"

The quietly flowing feelings are as obscure as being blocked by the bouquet of flowers in front of the window, and can only be aggrieved and interspersed with the light of the thin branches.

Yukimura Seiichi, who knew how to handle Asakawa Natsu's line of defense, stopped in time, his eyes were calm and clear, as if the initiative a few seconds ago was an illusion that disappeared with the wind.

"Xiao Xia, what kind of painting do you want?"

The topic jumps so fast...

Asakawa Xia rubbed her faintly hot forehead, and brushed back the hair floating in front of her ears like a cover-up: "Is figure painting okay? It doesn't need to be complicated, just a rough outline is fine."

"Nothing is impossible."

Yukimura Seiichi's purple eyes were full of tenderness, and he asked Asakawa Natsu carefully, "Would Natsuki mind being the protagonist of my writing?"

"Eh--?"

"The anime character? Like a romantic drama character like Shuangko Kuronuma? Or..."

"Yukimura-san."

Asakawa Natsu, who slightly covered Yukimura Seiichi's left hand, interrupted in time: "I'm willing, but it's just a little accidental, obviously I asked you for help, why do you still ask me the right questions?"

"As expected?"

Yukimura Seichi, who suddenly realized something, frowned without a trace, and he asked casually, "Xiao Xia, is it reasonable for you to sacrifice your vacation to visit and take care of me in the hospital?"

Asakawa Xia who didn't know why blinked her eyes: "I think part of it should be taken for granted..."

Before the girl's remaining romantic confession could be conveyed through her twisted lips, she was choked back by Seiichi Yukimura's movement of pulling his left hand away.

"Xiao Xia, I can't influence other people's thoughts, but here—"

Yukimura Seichi's tone is serious, with a sense of heaviness that is rare when we get along with each other on weekdays: "Your tenderness and consideration are not taken for granted, or in other words: the only thing that should be taken for granted in my eyes is mutual respect."

Natsuya Asakawa, who instantly understood the reason for her boyfriend's bad mood, chuckled, "Yukimura-san, don't wait to hear me out."

"it is good."

"Yukimura-san, look—"

Sitting in front of the hospital bed, Asakawa Xia got up to sort the bouquets of flowers on the cabinet in front of the window. She carefully picked up tulips that seldom get the favor of the sun and looked drooping: "Plants with insufficient light do not grow well. , the sun is an important part of their active growth, and the foundation that cannot be lost.”

Asakawa Natsu, who was holding a tulip in her hand, sat back to the seat just now. She slowly shook the flower branch and took advantage of Yukimura Seiichi's relaxed expression to meet his gaze straightly: "It is natural for me to visit you and take care of you. but--"

She changed her voice, "Most of the reason why I persisted for hundreds of days and came here regardless of the weather is: I like you, I love you, and I miss you."

"Xiao Xia." Yukimura Seiichi's eyes became more tender.

She does it all the time, time and time again.

"Student Yukimura, you always say that I am too tired to think about others, don't you think the same?" Asakawa Natsu's palm covered Yukimura Seiichi's left hand again: "Everything is because you are worth it."

"Idiot Yukimura-san."

The hard-drenched wisps of sunlight climbed over the girl's pink and white dress.

Asakawa Natsu lowered her head slightly and carefully rubbed Yukimura Seiichi's cold fingers meticulously, completely unaware that someone's eyes turned from light to dark, from light to thick, back and forth, engraving her appearance repeatedly.

Xiaoxia...

Yukimura Seiichi sighed silently, he felt a chaotic itching in his right hand, and wanted to lift the hair on the earlobe for her, for Asakawa, and for Xiaoxia.

You are gentle enough.

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The author has something to say:

Keke, the child has done what he said, and there are still five red envelopes waiting for someone who is destined!

感谢在2022-01-1022:18:07~2022-01-1223:32:34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 rocket launcher: Pick up 1 in the morning and evening;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Yuxi;

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