So Yuki's mother showed a very gratifying expression, but when she was happy, she took a little anxiously and began to cough violently.

She quickly covered her lips with her hands, and her brows frowned tightly.

"Mother!"

Yuki Ai panickedly put down the bowl and helped him, and his younger brother Yuta stood up in a hurry and was about to go upstairs.

"Yuta, come back."

"But mother..."

"It's okay," the mother's head oozed, and she forced a smile: "I just choked when I inhaled, there's no need to take medicine... cough!"

She let go of her hand covering her mouth, then hid her hand behind her and gently wiped it on her clothes.

So a dark red color stayed on the corner of her clothes.

In the third stage of Sand Lung, the doctor asserted that the weak woman in front of her had only been alive for less than five years.

She knew very well that taking medicine would only relieve a little of the symptoms and would no longer help her reverse the condition. Unless there was a fresh lung source that allowed her to undergo a lung transplant, taking medicine would only cause her to lose her family bit by bit.

So now she can stop taking medicine if she doesn't take medicine, because if she finishes taking the medicine, Yuki Ai will definitely go and buy a new one.

Now this family is trapped in a kind contradiction. Yuki Ai's mother knows that taking medicine is of no use. She takes less ability and takes less, so she saves the medicine until she saves her life and reduces the burden on her eldest daughter.

Even though Yuki Ai knew that taking medicine was useless, it would make her mother feel better. She would rather work from morning to night and not go home all weekend, and earn enough money for her mother for a week.

This is how human family affection is. The blood-thicker than water makes the family never leave each other. How many families have collapsed because they do not abandon or give up. Yuki Ai knows that her family is also moving towards the mud step by step... but she will not give up.

This is what a daughter should do.

As long as the mother is cured, even if their family is not rich, it will definitely get better and better.

This is how Yukii encourages himself on countless nights.

In fact, when her mother said she was going to Tokyo to attend the sports festival at Rendeku High School, Yuki Ai was resistant.

Tokyo is good everywhere, but the environment and air are far less fresh than Kanagawa's countryside.

Coupled with the long bumpy distance, she was afraid that something would happen to her mother.

But when he met his mother's hopeful gaze, Yukio hesitated.

She knew that her mother wanted to go to the bustling Tokyo to take a look, and she wanted to go to her proud daughter's school.

Let’s take a look at how my proud daughter became the open-minded president of the student union in the top universities of elites and nobles.

Yuki Ai is her pride and the child she feels most distressed and worried about.

If she could see Yuki Ai in her lifetime, she would have died without regrets.

But...will anyone really want to marry a girl whose parents die, a younger brother and a younger sister?

Yuki's mother walked up to the attic and lay down again with the help of Yukiki. She tried to eat and wanted to live a few more years until her daughter could let her pass away with confidence, but her increasingly haggard body made her feel uncomfortable even if she lay flat on the ground. She could only lie on her side and curl up to make her chest feel better.

At night, Yuki Ai listened to the unusually slight cough coming from the upstairs and studied in a small room.

The bedroom, which is several square meters in size, was divided into two small rooms with cloth. Yuki Ai slept with her sister while her younger brother slept by herself.

My sister Xiaohui has already fallen asleep, and Yuki Ai is still reading a book and previewing with the faint light of her flip-flop mobile phone.

The mother deliberately covered up but still couldn't suppress her cough and penetrated the ceiling, making Yuki's love a knife.

She held the pencil in her hand tightly and was previewing the part she wanted to learn during the sports festival in the textbook.

Yuki Ai knows very well that once the sports festival begins, she will be busy all the time and may have to delay class. Grades are her only hope, Yuki Ai cannot let herself be left behind.

When she thought of the results, she thought of the Kangu Jun who was closely tied behind him.

The handsome boy always reads books alone in the conference room, with his slender and beautiful fingers holding the full Chinese version of "The Earl of Monte Cristo", one hand in his pocket, the other hand holding the book one foot in front of him, leaning on the backrest, and crossing his feet on the edge of the table.

The windows beside him were open, and the cool wind blew in, with the breath of creeping vines.

Whenever this happened, Yuki Ai would blush and remind him with a little embarrassedly not to put his feet on the table.

Then Asakawa would smile and say with his talking eyes: "Sorry, President, I will clean the table again later."

If Mr. Kamiya spends time studying Chinese and reading Chinese books on learning textbook knowledge, he will probably catch up with him?

That won’t work. Even the Kangu Jun cannot be overtaken by him in his studies!

Yuki loves to cheer himself up and continue to study.

But for no reason, she remembered the yelling "President, see you tomorrow."

"So you're just thinking too much? Wishful thinking is not enough, Yukiya loves!"

She murmured to herself, and suddenly felt a little thirsty and wanted to take a sip of lemon juice.

[Yuki's hobby level has dropped by 1 point, and it is currently 13 o'clock!]

【Think about what "good things" you have done.】

Asahikawa, who was having a meal with his father and mother, had a question mark on his face.

Asuka: "???"

What am I doing? Why did Yuki Ai's favorability decrease?

"Son, what's wrong with you?" Kamiya Ei looked at Akikawa's dull expression with a slight worry in her tone.

"It's okay, my mother, I'm tired recently, maybe I've had hallucinations." He rubbed his eyes helplessly, looked at the light blue system panel that still had no changes, and sighed.

What did she do to Yukiko and make her favorable?

Thinking hard in my heart, Asakusa sorted out all the things he had done throughout the day today.

Then he suddenly came back to his senses.

"So it's because of the president... I'm careless!" He whispered in some annoyance.

"What's wrong with you?" Kamiya Tomoe also frowned. Why did his son suddenly have something wrong today?

"Is it because of the overwork of that sports festival?"

"It's almost the same, father." Asakawa wanted to make excuses, but it was not convenient for him to tell others about Yuki's love.

In the eyes of his family, he is not a scumbag in Aquaman, but a child with excellent academic performance and promising future.

So Kamiya Tomoto also put down the bowl and cleared his throat: "Cough cough, son, how to relieve his own pressure is also an important thing for adults to learn. If you cannot bring the tired emotions to your mother, she will worry!"

Asahikawa didn't plan to explain anything, "I know my father, will you and your mother go to see the sports festival?"

Article 4 of the best communication tips for Sichuan tomorrow: Guide the topic!

Kamiya Tomoya was also stunned. He swallowed the lesson that had been told to the point of his mouth and subconsciously blurted out: "If it was a weekend, he would probably go."

Asakawa immediately refused to give him a chance to react, and then said, "It's on weekends, my father and mother come to see it. Rendezhe High School is not open to the public on weekdays. I will take this opportunity to take you to visit the place where I study."

The first tip for communication in Sichuan tomorrow: Take the initiative!

Kamiya Ei then interrupted and began to discuss the rumors about the aristocratic school I heard about. Kamiya Tomoki nodded and agreed, and a preaching was resolved invisibly by him.

After helping his mother clean up the dining table, Asuka returned to his room and took out the suona from the head of the bed.

While rubbing this bronze suona, he could also see the trademark logo in some places of the suona. He had checked this brand and it was a musical instrument factory in Shandong, China.

"You are my partner in a sense. It depends on you that day of the sports festival!"

Asuka smiled and said, "Open the main interface of the system."
Chapter completed!