[Yuri on Ice] Everything from the sea

"It's okay. They will understand one day." Victor patted Yuuri's hand on the armrest, and said this comforting sentence that he was also very confident in.

Yuuri didn't answer.He looked out of the plane window, at the cloud cover, which was hazy, gray or white.

Victor said Yufu didn't say any specific reasons on the phone, but the serious and angry tone on the phone let them know that there was only one possibility - Zhenli told his parents the truth between them.

Yuuri was in a blank, anxious state.He's coughing again - he's gone to bed without taking his medicine after they've had dinner last night in silent, chewy fashion in front of Yuri, who's been bluffing about their sudden departure.Not only that, except for the daily cold granules, he took the cold medicine that Victor gave him once and never took it again-there was a medicine in it that made him sleepy and unable to concentrate on practicing.

At this moment, he didn't realize that Victor had been watching his expression. "Yuuri. You didn't take your medicine well, did you?"

More than once Yuuri has discovered that Viktor can read minds - he looks away guiltily.So he heard Victor lower his voice and began to scold him seriously, "Do you know that you can't catch a cold?! What are you thinking?"

Normally, this is the time for Yuuri to stammer an apology, but he's annoyed at the fact that Viktor can't understand the meaning of his hard work, and he's also upset about his parents - when is it? , isn't the other party worried at all?Why worry about their future like an idiot?

He turned to stare at Victor, and said in a stern tone he had never used before, "Will you be quiet for a while?"

Victor had nothing to say.He found that Yuuri had indeed grown up, and gradually he had an aura that he didn't dare to refute.He shuts his mouth and wraps his hand around Yuuri's hand on the armrest—it doesn't get pushed away, which makes him feel a little better.

But when they arrived in Japan and pushed open the familiar door, Victor didn't know how long his safety could last. In the living room sat all three members of this small family—Yufu, Hiroko and Mari. , They seemed to be waiting for them to come back, and there was no smile on their faces.

Victor and Yuuri put down their luggage, walked slowly to the coffee table and sat down.Hiroko looked at their dusty faces, and wanted to pour tea a little softly, but was stopped by Katsuo Yufu.Then the former patriarch in kimono asked straight to the point in a harsh tone he had never used before: "Is what Mari said true? Aren't you friends? Do you have that—that relationship?"

Victor gave Mari a reproachful look.The opponent lowered his head.She also hesitated for a long time before deciding to tell her parents - she had already regarded Victor as a relative, but she was so old that she was not married yet, and Yuuri was the only boy in the family, the only heir. . .

"Can you calm down first?" Victor said to Youfu.He's tempted to say it's all true, but along the way he catches Yuuri's uneasiness.

Katsuki Yuuf ignored Victor.He looked at Yuuri who had been bowing his head since he came in, and asked again: "Yuuri, is it true? Are you and him real?"

There was a disconcerting silence.Then Yuuri looked up, looking straight into his father's eyes. "Yes."

The living room fell into an awkward silence again.Viktor looks at Yuuri in surprise, but Yuuri isn't looking at him, he's still looking at his father stoically.So Victor quietly took his hand from under the table. "Please blame me." Victor said, "It's all my fault—" "By the way," Hiroko seemed to want to ease the tense atmosphere, and she brought up another topic, "Do you have any friends who come to the house?" Are you looking for you? While you were gone, I found a few people wandering around our house a few times—”Pa——Yufu Katsuo slapped the table to interrupt her disturbance, and successfully surprised everyone—— In everyone's impression, he has never been so angry, he has always been smiling and kind, only at this moment - everyone realizes that he has really been the head of everyone.

"Dad!" Yuuri stood up, "Victor helped our family a lot—" "Shut up!" Yuuf said angrily, now he believed the fact that he didn't believe it before—Yuuri and Victor The interaction between them made the veins on his forehead twitch, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he glanced at Hiroko who seemed to be frightened beside him.So the latter stood up tremblingly, and said to Victor: "Son, I want to talk to you, can you come here?"

Viktor glances at Yuuri—who nods at him.So he obediently followed Hiroko out of the living room.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Victor followed Hiroko through the corridor, passed the kitchen and bathroom, and turned two corners.But Hiroko didn't answer, and didn't look back.She led Victor to a small side room he was familiar with—this was a small warehouse where old furniture and damaged appliances were usually stored.Hiroko pushed him in, then quickly turned and closed the door.Victor didn't have time to react, he quickly understood what was going on, but it was of no avail - he heard the sound of the lock outside the door.He began to knock on the door anxiously, trying to change his mind before the other party left.

"Can you listen to me and explain? What will you do to Yuuri—"

No one answered.There was only the sound of footsteps leaving in a hurry.

Victor regretted that they came back like obedient children at this moment.He sat slumped on a dilapidated, dusty low cabinet.

"I can't eat." Yuuri coughed twice, pushed the plate on the bedside table, lay back on the bed, turned over, and turned his back to Mari beside the bed.

Mari sighed, "You can't do this. I know you're blaming me, but—" "I'm not blaming you." Yuuri said softly, looking at the wall.But he didn't skip meals because he was angry, he really couldn't eat.

The illness made him lose his appetite, and it seemed to be getting worse in the past two days-he vomited in the morning, and the porridge he drank was vomited out together with the medicine his mother forced him to drink.Not to mention, he was so worried about Victor that it seemed as if his heart was stuck in his heart, and even his throat.It is now the third day since he came back, and he is under house arrest in his room, and he is restricted from taking a single step except to go to the toilet.Mari told him that Victor was fine and that locking them up was just a matter of papa needing time to calm down.

He has been hard-hearted and persisted, he is no longer the naive, stupid, cowardly, crying Katsuki Yuuri, he has never been so glad that he met Victor, he has always helped himself, supported himself, he brought What moved him so much and made him happy was that he taught himself what liking is, and even what love is—when the biggest obstacle in the road ahead, he could clearly feel that he loves Victor and everything about him. If the Japanese mind compares Victor to a thing, then he is obsessed with the love of this thing and cannot extricate himself.He has been cowardly and timid for more than 20 years, but if he is still cowardly this time, Victor will be as touched and disappointed by him as when he thought he was going to die-then when can he wait until Victor says "love" to him Woolen cloth?

The door was pushed open.Yuuri rolls over hopefully, but he quickly rolls over again—and Hiroko walks in, leading a doctor in a white coat.Yuuri lets the doctor fiddle with him—touching his forehead, opening his mouth to look at his throat. "I caught a severe cold," the doctor said to Hiroko, and he opened the medicine cabinet and began to take out bottles of medicine.

But Yuuri was staring at Hiroko—he'd been staring at her since the doctor's examination, with a questioning look on her face.Then Hiroko looked away from his son's eager gaze and shook her head. "You understand your dad. He's thinking about the family. Give it up, kid. He's going to have someone to send Viktor back to Russia in a few days." "What-?" Yuuri's eyes widened, his voice sick with illness And hoarse, "How can this be!"

"Don't worry." Hiroko comforted him, "You know Victor is very powerful, he could have survived alone long ago."

This is not my concern.Yuuri's words swirled in his throat, but he couldn't get a word out.He thought of many possibilities, punishing them, placing them under house arrest, and forcing them to separate, but he never thought that they could really force Victor to return to Russia—as the times have changed, there are not many servants in this family. No one in this family can stop him, but looking at her mother's expression, he is sure that they have really used their family's previous relationship - it is very likely that Victor is surrounded by a group of soldiers from the Kyushu Branch of Japan.He thought of the virtues of the soldiers during the earthquake—they were furious because they rescued only Chris with a broken leg, and they scolded their siblings rudely and mercilessly.They don't care about their family's previous status at all, and most of them will not be friendly to foreigners.

Hiroko sighed, stroked his hair, and left the room with the doctor.Zhenli packed up those medicine bottles and bowls and chopsticks.The room was silent for 2 minutes.But when Mari got up to leave, Yuuri grabbed her sleeve.

"Sister." He called pitifully, "Please. Let me take a look at him. Just take a look at him, and I will obediently come back and not go anywhere." Seeing her stunned, he quickly added, "I I will obediently eat and take medicine. I will take it now." He grabbed a glass of water on the bedside table, opened one of the packs of medicine left by the doctor, poured it into his mouth, and took a big sip of water—he coughed violently .

Really embarrassed.Yuuri has never called her "sister" without a name, and he looks like a baby seal who can't find his way now.She sighed again, and patted Yuuri on the back, "Just once."

Yuuri followed Mari carefully in the hallway, they were trying to avoid being discovered by their parents.Yuuri looked at the top of his slipper and made a plan.When he saw Victor, he would rush over to protect him and force him to leave here-he didn't know whether his previous identity would still work, and if necessary, he would use himself as a shield to threaten them not to take action.

Victor is free - even if he wants to go back, he should have his dignity and his pride and return to Russia, instead of being forced to guard like a criminal.He wouldn't allow them to do this, even though he had made up his mind to stay alone and face all this - but he wanted to see Victor leave unharmed first.

They walked through the corridor and turned into the hallway leading to the small side room.But they stopped far away——the door of the small side room was open, and a soldier in a grass-green military uniform put a baton on Victor's waist and pushed him out.Yuuri feels a rush of anger rushing to his forehead—Victor's hands are tied behind his back, his shirt is all dirty, and there's a thin, fresh scar across his face.

"I want a drink of water." Victor frowned, looking at the thin officer sitting at the tea table in the corridor - in order to keep an eye on him, they set up a tea table for night watch and drinking tea.

"Don't you want to go to the toilet? Why do you need to drink water again?" The officer glanced at him and asked the soldier behind him, "Are you sure the tie is tight? This Russian guy is a bit skilled. The guy from last time is now Still lying on the bed."

The soldier behind Victor picked the knot in his hand with a stick, and nodded to the officer. "I want a drink of water." Victor repeated stubbornly, his lips were chapped and his voice was extremely hoarse.

The officer snorted mockingly, splashed all the water in the glass on Victor's face, and then raised his hand——the soldier behind Victor raised his army stick to Victor's back—— Viktor gasped, but then he felt a sharp pain in his calf as well—they did it again, they kicked his calf like this countless times in the past few days, tried to make him kneel, but he just kept going. Shengsheng stood there.

It was a good thing they dared not strike his leg bones with their batons—otherwise he would have staggered to his knees.

"Want to drink water? Please." The officer said triumphantly.It's so comfortable, how hard it is not to go to the battlefield - he has not forgotten the Russo-Japanese War that the older generation experienced, and he has the opportunity to deal with a Russian like this with his own hands. I heard that the other party is also a soldier. This task is great .Why not approve the license to use firearms together?That's even better.

Victor shook the water droplets from his hair without making a sound, just staring at him fiercely.So the officer raised his hand again.Then the people behind started kicking him hard again.He gritted his teeth and didn't fight back - the last time he couldn't help but hit a soldier, I heard that he got into trouble with Yuuri's father.

He kicked hard on his legs one by one, and the pain almost made him numb.He wondered if his legs would be broken.But he tried to control his nerves—

He will not kneel to anyone, he has only kneeled on one knee in his life, and will only kneel to one person in the future, and that is Katsuki Yuuri.

"Daddy didn't tell them to do that!" Mari screamed, "I'll tell him!" and she ran off.

"It's too late to talk about it now." The officer spotted Yuuri who was still standing not far away, and smiled at him, "We can't leave, it's not easy to change orders, how much work do you need your father to spend, young master?"

Yuuri couldn't speak.He was trembling all over, his hands and feet were cold with anger and sadness, and his face was livid.The officer's tone and the soldiers standing in a row against the wall made him lose all confidence in an instant.He turned to look at Victor, who looked back at him.But that look shattered his heart into powder—he saw Yuuri, and then he showed a tired and annoyed smile.

He's telling him, I'm sorry I brought you back, I'm sorry I caused this.

Katsuki Yuuri felt that what he worked so hard to build and hold on to collapsed at this moment - nothing could compare to his distress and guilt for Victor at this moment, right in his own home, right in front of his eyes, high up like his sun As dazzling Victor. . .If Viktor can stay away from these double injuries of dignity and body at all costs, he is willing to do anything, and he is willing to exchange anything——

He turned around and stumbled after Mari's footsteps.He rushed into his parents' bedroom and fell to his knees in front of Yuu Katsuo.

"Dad, please—I don't dare anymore—please let the soldiers go—" he said through tears.He'd thought he'd be with Victor no matter what, but things had gotten to the point of no return.If their behavior is so disgusting, let Victor be like this—he is so scared, even if his father ordered to stop, he also knows that those soldiers will still make Victor suffer more and more severe abuse when he can't see— — his tears welled up.He shouted in a hoarse voice:

"Please—I'll be obedient, as long as you don't—don't hurt him again!"