【Aoyu】Third year of thinking differently

※Kazakh Hero Alpha×Russian Fairy Omega

※N years after the background of the original work / see the article for private design

※ABO/PG

The private ice rink is not as overcrowded as the open-air ice lake. However, due to the limitation of the venue, it is not as ideal as the competition-level training ground.

——The blond-haired young man was gliding slowly on the ice. He was slender and graceful, and stepped on the ice blade to draw two refreshing white lines on the ice that he was not familiar with. He had no intention of showing off his skills at all.Instead, he slowed down as much as possible to get a feel for the stage he hadn't seen for a while.

Yuri Prisetti, 24 years old, 180.1cm, Omega.

Maybe everyone's memory of this Russian goblin stays in his dazzling seven consecutive championships, or the beautiful diamonds that are not at all inferior to this eye-catching honor——but in the eyes of those close to him, he Will always be just a rough brat who won't grow up.

Yuri slowly slid towards the edge of the ice surface, stopped at the edge of the log handrail that was half shorter than the standard ice rink for some reason, and bent down to pick up the coat that had slipped onto the ice.

When he looked up again, he saw the owner of the ice rink who pushed the door in - another owner:

Otabek Altin, former figure skater and current national team coach, 26 years old, 189cm, Alpha.

"Is it still suitable?"

"As you said, I fit all."

"It's just that this is home, and I don't intend to provide an auditorium for the second person."

Yuri raised his eyebrows at his calm tone, leaned forward and crossed the fence, and took the little guy from the big man's hand.

"Natalia can't wait to see you." Otabek didn't let go of the little girl until she fell firmly into Yuri's arms, and brushed his messy hair with one hand, scratched his neck and pinched the back of his neck, " You don't want to know her face when she wakes up and finds you're not there."

"However, she is sleeping right now, as well-behaved as a little angel." Yuri raised his hair, which had just been smoothed, and raised one corner of his mouth viciously, "Okay, old angel, I will check your twitter of."

Apparently, the young father whose quality sleep was disturbed by his daughter didn't seem to intend to step off the ice rink, but just leaned forward on the fence to watch the young people on the ice rink.

Yuri, who was holding Natalia in his arms, drew a round circle more slowly and steadily. He hadn't planned to let their daughter experience the demeanor of this gold medal-addicted Russian goblin in advance, but he suddenly heard the quiet scene The abrupt shutter sound.

"Hey! What are you doing, a photographer!"

Otabek still held the phone in both hands indifferently: "Go back and check the photographer's Twitter and you will know—"

Yuri slowly slid in front of him, and handed over the girl who had been in his arms for two weeks without waking up to Otabek, and then backed away quickly until the field rose into the air—it was easily completed After a quadruple jump, he landed firmly.

"How about it—is it impossible to capture it at all?"

Otabek looked at the "electronic cat" on the screen of the mobile phone from far to near: "Go back and check the videographer's Twitter."

"roll--!!!"

Kazakh veteran figure skating player Otabek officially retired at the beginning of the year. Although he is only 26 years old, for figure skating who eats two bowls of youth and body, he has jumped nearly 1.9 meters in the past few years. The three big men are obviously no longer on the same level as him back then.

Not to mention that his home country is not yet a big figure skating country, and the nationalities of the teenagers are very different from his, which to some extent has formed a problem of incompatibility.Under the dual needs of the country needing fresh blood and the industry needing excellent coaches, Otabek retired honorably and went directly to the national team to teach.

And the last but most important thing—of course, there are two goblins, one big and one small behind him, or...

"I'm more inclined to call her a little monster." Yuri raised his head, and let Otabek help him turn up the collar of the sweater that was unintentionally disturbed by his sleeping daughter, "or a little robber."

——All in all, Otabek, who has retired, has now lived a life of national idol + former industry legend + present family happiness.

In contrast, Yuri, who also announced his comeback at the beginning of this year, was obviously not as happy as him——

As a big country in figure skating, Russia has produced talents from generation to generation, and anyone who has gone through a generational gap will have to work harder to catch up; Yuri two years ago only mentioned to a few people in the know that he suspended his sports career The reason is that his life right now is completely different from that monster rookie who participated in the skating summer camp many years ago, not to mention the change of mentality from a low-key seclusion to a high-profile comeback.

"Today's movements are very neat. Should I say that your physical strength has improved?"

Yuri squeezed Natalia's infant feet: "Giving Natasha is probably the most physical thing in my life,——seriously, why don't you go and see for yourself, to ensure that your physical strength can still be stronger. Go up a level!"

Otabek took over the little girl who was teased by her mother: "Are you sure you want my physical strength to go to a higher level?"

Yuri, who had always been slow to respond to such words, froze for a moment——then angrily gave the man a slap in the face.

Otabek rolled his eyes and gently pushed the thorny rose into the ice rink.

Yuri backed up slowly, watching him lightly put his daughter into the only auditorium—the baby carriage——then Otabek took off his coat and put it on the car, put on his skates and stepped on the ice.

This big guy who has grown more than 20 centimeters in the past ten years does not look like an Asian physique at all. He is strong and fit like a basketball player or something else. Anyway, he is not like the slender paper figure that figure skating should have.

Yet his posture is still graceful, and his movement is equally clean and beautiful—it blends with his physique, just like the endorsement of the custom suit advertisement that he still has until now: both indelible Violating harmony, but also indescribably sexy.

——Yuri backed up unconsciously to the sidelines, and only then did he realize that he was distracted when he hit the fence with his lower back.

He habitually became resentful, half of it was because of his unilateral height, and the other half was because he also wanted to have a mature sex appeal like Otabek.

So he quickly slid in front of Otabek, deliberately making a gesture to this strong and fit man to invite the lady to dance with him.He knew that Otabek would not refuse his invitation, so he grabbed Alpha's big hand and skated to the middle of the ice rink when it fell into his palm.

Otabek was led by him, and he didn't ask until they came to a slow stop in the middle: "Pair skating?"

Unexpectedly, Yuri shook his head, grasped his two wrists with both hands, opened his arms, and then plunged in.

Otabek, who had never expected such a gift, was stunned for a few seconds before closing his hands. His palms fell on Yuri's back, and they embraced on the ice.

After a long silence, Yuri raised his head: "Otabek, I think I can skate until I'm 30."

"Um……?"

"Before that, I had a family, Natalia, and you." Yuri swallowed and continued, "You have your plans, you chose to retire, but I can't."

Otabek seemed to have realized what he wanted to express, and the solemn palm attached to his back gradually exerted force, and the fingertips seemed to penetrate the knitted sweater and press into his back tendons.

"So you can wait for me for a few more years, until I plant roses in the desert."

Yuri finally answered Otabek's question about them every year:

"Yes, yours, I want it."

END