[Wei Yong] Looking for Lilia

"Here you are." Yuuri handed Sara a steaming cup of drink, and the girl was sitting on the curb across from the nightclub, with the expensive coat Victor bought him under her — functionally speaking, a cheap sweatshirt It was no different—she turned her face up and gave him a sweet smile.

"Thank you—oh that's great!" She opened the lid and took a sip, exclaiming in surprise, "I like hot cocoa best! This is what I need." She took another big sip as she spoke, and took a long breath. "Oh, that's great." She said comfortably.

"And this," Yuuri said, handing her a wrapped hot dog, blushing at the girl's surprised cry, he looked away, "Do you want ketchup?" He took it out of his pocket Plastic-wrapped sachets of ketchup.

"No, no more." Sara said, opening the paper package, and couldn't wait to take a bite. "Jimmy's special mayonnaise is enough-I used to come here with a fake ID when I was in high school." She used a hot dog Pointing to the hot dog cart parked at the corner not far away, Yuuri bought cocoa and hot dogs from there, "I didn't expect him to still be there! Let me tell you, he is also the largest marijuana supplier in this town, specializing in 16 Customer groups under the age of 60 and over [-].”

Yuuri would think of the enthusiastic smile of the hot dog stand owner with a missing tooth, and his voice could not help but tense up: "Really?"

Sarah chuckled. "Fake! Of course it's fake!" She said happily, "He's just an ordinary man with five children in his family. He was fired from the cold drink shop because he always gave discounts to his children's classmates. He is a good man."

Yuuri heaved a sigh of relief, for a moment, he really thought that he had met the legendary big guy who was so quiet. "Seven," he said with a smile, "he showed me the group photo—now seven children."

"Oh Jimmy." Sara moaned, "It's really him." The two young men laughed knowingly, and Yuuri opened his hot dog and took a bite—the mayonnaise is indeed a must, if Victor plays Enough, maybe buy him one too... oops no.He hurriedly told himself to clear his thoughts about Victor out of his mind, if you still want to live a good life, he bit the sausage, and said sternly to himself, then try to forget about him, it will affect both you and him benefit.

In fact, this is exactly what he has been telling himself for eight years: his relationship with Victor ended on an ordinary Wednesday eight years ago, and he should try to live his life and accept the reality, so that Victor can also live from the past. He was freed from the nightmare, but the zero-distance contact with Victor in the past two days disrupted his principles and made his efforts to "go on" a dead letter. Now, Victor stayed in the nightclub and easily became a The most dazzling one among the crowd of strangers, while he was sitting outside the nightclub, chatting happily with a quiet and sweet girl, this extreme distance made him regain his sanity again, his once wavering heart The heart seemed to be back in place again.

I just need to stay with Victor for two weeks, he said to himself, and then whether we find Lilia or not, we'll be back where we are, with nothing to do, and if Victor doesn't agree—he has no reason not to. Agreed, Viktor has shown enough sincerity in the past two days, and honestly, if two weeks of close contact hasn't given him a clear view of where Yuuri is now - grown up, no longer needing a babysitter, and To be able to live a good life without anyone's compensation - then there is really nothing.Maybe Victor will retreat on his own and lose the aura of "cute little follower". Katsuki Yuuri is just a boring man who can be seen everywhere, and he still bears the title of virgin 23.

He took another bite of the hot dog, and the delicious mayonnaise suddenly became a little too viscous, stuck in his throat, and it occurred to him: Victor can go back to his life at any time, because of what he gave Yuuri Sympathy and guilt can be withdrawn at any time, but what about Yuuri himself?After that, can he go back to the days when he was in peace with fate?You know it's only been two days, and he's been amazed and overwhelmed by God knows how many times Victor's multi-faceted charm - that guy is like a perfectly cut oversized diamond, no matter what angle you stand at It is all radiant, even Yuuri's mediocre life is illuminated by him in every corner like a dark room - can he go back to his past life, can he still try to convince himself that he is Is the feeling for Victor just a misunderstanding of youth and admiration for a brother-like figure?Can he still... can he forget his feelings, 'walk on', meet new people, start a new life?If not...if not, what should he do?

For a long time, he has locked his feelings in a safe, sinking deep into the bottom of the ocean of memory. He does not take the initiative to touch them, and hopes that they will not provoke him; his life is still long, and he also He doesn't want to dwell on what he has lost all day long. He wants to cheer up and find a new direction. Even if life has gone in a completely different direction from what he expected, he doesn't want to wait one day when he looks back and finds himself is nothing.Victor turned out the safe, not only did he turn it out, but he also took out all the things contained in it, and laid them out on the beach to dry, without even wearing a bikini, so that Yuuri couldn't even pretend he didn't see it.This made him feel very helpless.

Sara chuckled next to him, and it brought his wandering thoughts back to earth: he suddenly realized that he hadn't spoken for several minutes, and he didn't need to be very good with girls to know that it was very rude. "I..." He opened his mouth, wanting to apologize.

"You know what, you remind me of my first boyfriend. My first love." Sara said suddenly, completely oblivious to Yuuri's distraction just now, she had two-thirds of her hot dog left, but she just used it Her fingernails crushed the bread into small crumbs, completely losing her appetite, she glanced at Yuuri, "He taught me how to make a fake ID, then we came here to play, and then we found out that each other hates nightclubs, so it became just to come Eat hot dogs and drink cocoa." She looked at the hot dog stand in the distance, and Jimmy was busy making croquettes, and she was lost in thought for a while.

Yuuri smiled. "I look like him?"

"It doesn't look like that," Sarah said, "I mean—except it's all Asian, but I remember his family was from Korea. Annoying. You're cuter than him." She looked at Yuuri with shiny black eyes, and smiled, "But I don't know... the first time I saw you, I thought you were alike- dunno How do you pretend to be indifferent when expressing your feelings, isn’t that an Asian characteristic?”

"If you think it's Asian, then you should meet my friend Guanghong." Yuuri said, thinking of his friend, he smiled mischievously, "Whenever he gets nervous, he pretends that all of us are "Vampires" Characters in Diary."

"Oh!" Sara also laughed, "Then who are you?"

"Most of the time it's Matt," Yuuri said bitterly, "unlucky normal guy. That's why we all want him to be an early adult so we can take him to some cool movies. He's only 17 and already in college." Four."

"You look like Seventeen, too," Sarah pointed out. "You know that?"

"Uh, thanks?" Yuuri said, and they both laughed together as Sara crumbled another small piece of bread, her smile fading as she looked down.

"I never got a chance to say goodbye," she said. "Mitch got into a fight with him, he went to the hospital—he went to another school after that, and I haven't seen him since. But I always think about my 16 We sat here eating hot dogs and talking—I kept talking, he barely spoke, but I knew he was listening—you know that feeling? It was like… whatever happened after that You will always think about what a wonderful person you meet, but you are not the first person I have loved. It seems to be saying..." She tilted her head and thought for a while, "...First love is a very magical thing, isn't it? ?”

She literally touched Yuuri's heart, and he nodded silently.They sat quietly for a while before Sarah said, "I have to apologize to you for Mitch," she said softly, "When we were kids... the boys in the upper class were always bullying me, and it got him used to treating all the boys as Malicious guy, thinks I'm his little princess - he's very hostile to the boys I'm dating and doesn't listen to anything, but he's not a bad person, otherwise Emile wouldn't be so nice to him — Emile is the kindest person I know."

Yuuri doesn't have much to say about it, he doesn't have much of a problem with Michele Crispino, and he has a similar problem himself when it comes to being overprotective.He was even a little envious of Sara—she and Michele were born brother and sister, even if they got angry with each other, no matter how unhappy they were, the fact that they were brother and sister would not change, and he and Victor—he seemed to look up to his elder brother. Looking up to Victor like that, Victor also takes care of him like a younger brother, but the relationship between them is not innate, but must be maintained very carefully, and if they are not careful, they will never return to the past.

It would be great if Victor was always a respectable elder brother to Yuuri, without so many unreasonable thoughts, maybe accepting Victor's care would not be so difficult, if he could accept Victor's contribution with peace of mind, maybe they The room is different again.

"Sounds like you guys should have a good talk," Yuuri said, "Honestly—there's nothing to hide."

"I know," Sarah said, "but it's not that easy." She smiled. "Why are we talking about this depressive thing? You have... ketchup." She thumbed him Wiping the ketchup off his face, Yuuri blushes, but doesn't feel too uncomfortable - she's just too sweet and understanding.Yuuri felt a surge of affection for her mixed with gratitude when Sara suddenly squeezed his chin.She smiled, and a mist clouded her black eyes.

"What are you... thinking?" She whispered, leaning up to get closer, Yuuri stared blankly at her getting closer and closer, his mind went blank.Victor's face appeared in his mind, two eyebrows full of fighting spirit were twisted together, his face was flushed with heat, when he smiled, small eye socket creases appeared at the corners of his eyes, he...

"Wait, wait, wait... no, no!" Just when their lips were less than half a centimeter apart, Yuuri suddenly came to his senses, and he fled back in a hurry.He and Sara stared at each other, the air was filled with the aroma of fried balls and sweet-scented osmanthus, they just looked at each other for almost a minute, Sara burst out laughing, and Yuuri's face turned as red as a boiled crab .

"Are you really a senior student?" She couldn't stop laughing, "Oh...you can't be a senior student?" (Note*)

"I'm really a senior!" Yuuri said blushing, "but I haven't dated anyone...so..."

Sara was even more amused by him, and she rocked back and forth with laughter.

"Really? Really? You didn't talk to anyone... How is that possible? Have you ever looked in the mirror?"

"That's weird, I've always wanted to say that to Viktor too," Yuuri muttered, "Is that weird? I'm normal, so..."

"Oh, trust me, you're not ordinary." Sara wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, the ambiguous atmosphere disappeared, and Yuuri suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. "But it's impossible! You've never liked anyone?"

Yuuri felt his blood rushing to his head, trying not to look too embarrassed. "It's a long story," he muttered.

"It's a long night, too," said Sara. "If you're not going to kiss me—at least entertain me with a bleak first love story, and hey, I told you mine!"

"..." Sara put on a pitiful expression, which aroused Yuuri's guilt, the boy was silent for a while, took out the wallet from his pocket, and took out the photo in the interlayer - the photo was a fifteen six brown haired ponytail girl wearing birthday paper hat smiling sweetly at the camera.Yuuri looks at it for a moment, sighs, and hands it to Sara.

"Hmm." Sara took a look. "Not bad—which one?"

"…" Yuuri was a little surprised, "Can you spot two?" he asked.

"Of course," Sara said, "here's a birthday girl," she pointed to the subject of the photo, "and here's a girl with long hair, behind the clown." She pointed to the lower left corner of the photo, far away In the place where a birthday clown is standing, he is wearing a white wig so large that it becomes difficult to distinguish people around him: the person is facing the camera sideways, with long, silky silver hair draped over his back like a waterfall.Yuuri was silent for a moment—he was caught off guard by the girl's keen observation skills.

"So," Sara observed his expression, and the answer suddenly became ready to come out, "Is it the one with long hair?" Her expression suddenly became a little complicated: "Don't tell me that this is a recent photoshoot. !"

Yuuri looked at her helplessly, "I took this photo," he said, "The first photo I took—I was 13 years old."

Sara patted her chest, and she became interested again: "So, this is it, is it her?" Yuuri nodded, and she exclaimed excitedly "Ha!" and slapped Yuuri hard on the shoulder. Slap, "You kid!" she shouted, "You know how old you are to secretly take pictures of beautiful sisters... It's so scheming, I feel sorry for this birthday girl."

"...I was just taking pictures with the camera." Yuuri explained, "I was not allowed to touch it by the adults in the family before, but it happened that no one was there that day... I'm not a pervert!" He hastened to declare, "I only found out after the photos were developed."

"Tsk tsk. Tsk tsk." Sara shook her head, holding the photo in her hand, "Wait a minute..." She said suddenly, "Why do I feel like I've seen her..." She frowned and searched carefully in her memory , "Where is it... I don't seem to know anyone with natural silver hair... except..."

Yuuri looked at her guiltily, Sara seemed to think of something, and yelled "Ah".She looks up at Yuuri in disbelief, as if waiting for her to deny, but he just looks at her.

"That..." Sara tried to save her world view, "Does Victor have a sister or sister?"

"He has a little cousin," Yuuri said calmly, "who just turned fifteen this year."

"... oh my god," Sara moaned, "oh my oh my oh my oh my oh my oh my oh my oh my oh my oh my oh my oh my oh my oh my oh my oh my oh my oh my oh my oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!"

"Yes." Yuuri nodded helplessly, "Unfortunately... most people would get it wrong. I am also human." Sara's expression suddenly became full of playfulness.

"Wow," she said. "……Wow!"

"Don't do that," Yuuri said, unable to hold back a smile, "Say something."

"Hmm..." Sara said, her eyes fixed on the photo, as if she was comparing the "girl" in the photo with the Victor in her memory, and finally she came to a conclusion helplessly, "Yes, it is him." She Said, clearly shocked, "Wow... your first love story... so exciting."

"...Don't do this." Yuuri said sadly, unable to tell whether it was true or false, "This is a common mistake."

"I believe so," Sara said, and once she regained her sanity, the incident suddenly took on the power of dark humor, and she began to laugh, trembling, "Oh my god my god Wait a minute, when we first met, he told us that you two are colleagues..."

"He's my professor," Yuuri said, "and I'm going to be in his lab starting this October—so it's kind of like saying that, he said that because..." Yuuri started to feel his face burn Flushing, "Because he really wants you and me to be successful, so I hope I look better." There is one more thing he didn't say, although he realized it when Victor said it: before that, he complained that Victor regarded him as a child, and Viktor took his complaints to heart and has been trying to treat him as an equal ever since—he really did his best to make Yuuri happy.

"He's so nice," Sara said, thinking, "Well... so what's going on with you two?"

"What's the matter?"

"Just... are you two a couple?"

"...Of course not!" Yuuri yelled, realizing how excited he was, "I mean, I thought he was a girl...anyway..."

"You're saying, 'I'm straight!' Right." Sara said quietly, "But according to my observation, the straightness is only between a line."

"...that's not the case." Yuuri said weakly, "I... I have nothing with Viktor, okay? I wasn't very gender-aware back then, kind of silly, I know—and then I was It's clear."

Sarah had that "you're not going to send me like that" look on her face.

"So what," she said, "he's really nice, and in case you haven't noticed, he's super-good-looking. You'll never lose money if you bend over!"

"Stop saying that, okay..." Yuuri said dumbfoundingly, "Victor and I...we're not even friends, he just took care of me when I was young, that's all."

"That's it?" Sarah said. "I don't believe it. There must be something else. Tell me."

"It's really gone..." Yuuri said helplessly, "I mean, we were very close when we were young, but then we grew up, and we gradually became distant... After that, a lot of things happened..."

"Aha! I just want to hear the part about the many things!" Sarah said. "What is the many things?"

"It's no big deal," Yuuri mumbles, not sure if he wants to bring up the past in front of her, does it make him look like a badass sissy? "Just growing up. There's nothing between us anyway. Really. Do you have any special feelings about your caretaker when you were a child?"

"Well, I only have a nanny, and she's 37 and only knows about a hundred English words, so it's different," Sara said. "It's really nothing? Then why do you still have his picture?"

"I can't tell," Yuuri said, pausing for a moment, taking the photo from Sara, he looked at it silently for a moment, it showed 17-year-old Viktor smiling carefree, without any burdens tied to him body, Yuuri would give anything to go back to that time. "I think I did like him," he admits finally, "but after that... everything was different. Something happened... that I couldn't handle, isn't that what first loves are all about? It's no big deal, I keep it because ... this relationship used to mean a lot to me."

"...that's it." Sara muttered, "well..." she quickly cheered up, "Why are you saying these unpleasant things? Let's go, I'll take you to another place to play! You Do you like Korean karaoke? I know a place, Seungji took me there before..."

Yuuri stood up after her, put the photo back in his wallet, Sara's words drifted past his ears quickly, he grabbed something, but it seemed like he didn't.

"Wait a minute," he followed her for a few steps, and said suddenly, "Chengji you're talking about is... Li Chengji, right?" Sara stopped, her eyes widened, and he continued, "Eyebrows Thick, unreasonable, about this tall..." Yuuri gestured, "He also has a car, always painted..."

"Flamingo look!" Sara blurted out. "My God, is that car still driving?—I mean, no, how did you know him?!"

"He's my classmate in college." Yuuri said, also very surprised by the coincidence, "I'm not in the same department as me, but we have the same elective class..." The two of them looked at each other again, surprised After a while, Sarah lowered her eyes and pushed her hair behind her ears.

"It's a coincidence..." She looked around and said hesitantly, "Then, then, now he..."

"Single," Yuuri said, "very, very single, couldn't be more single." Probably because of his car.He added in his mind that it's not every day that you see a dilapidated, rattling classic car painted like a colorful flamingo parading across the campus.

"Who asked you that!" said Sara, blushing. "I just wanted to ask if he was okay...I'm not at all curious if he's single, really."

"...but he's really single." Yuuri said, he used to live in the same dormitory suite with Lee Seung Gil, and since he and Phichit took his car to school once, both of them have strengthened their belief in saving money to buy a car , "Thanks to his car."

"But I think that car is so cool." Sarah said sincerely, "Does it still have those ribbon tails?"

"...you're a weird girl," Yuuri tells her, and Sara punches him on the chest angrily, and they both can't help laughing, "but he's really single."

"For the last time, I don't care if he's single or not," Sara said. "My brother beat him up, and he'll be fine if he doesn't hate me..."

"But that's really weird..." Yuuri said, "Michele beat him to the hospital? But he actually..."

He didn't finish his sentence, because at that moment, Sarah shot her eyes behind him and screamed, "Mitch, don't!"

He turned his head, and the man's raised fist swung towards him across the night sky.

Note: Both senior and senior are senior.