[Wei Yong] Looking for Lilia

Time seemed to be frozen, Yuuri watched Michele Crispino's fist swing towards him, but he didn't even move.

……That's too late.He heard himself saying in his heart that this punch was a deal.At this moment, the aroma of frying oil and sweet-scented osmanthus in the air disappeared, and even the wind stopped. He could only hear the sound of fists piercing the air. He subconsciously raised his hand to cover his face, but he expected The pain in the middle did not arrive.

A powerful hand stretched out from nowhere, firmly grasping Michele's wrist.It all happened in the blink of an eye - Yuuri stared dumbfounded at the fist that had stopped in front of him, and looked sideways along the hand that was tightly gripping its wrist.

Viktor Nikiforov, who was supposed to enjoy the treatment of stars and moons in the nightclub, appeared beside him like a ghost. He looked at the attacker coldly with a gloomy face without saying a word.

He didn't look at Yuuri, the muscles at the corner of his mouth bulged strangely - like a beast that had bitten its prey, his whole body was tense, exuding the sharpness of a sharp knife out of its sheath.

"Victor..." Yuuri yelled dumbly, and Victor pushed him behind with the hand close to Yuuri's side, and still didn't say a word to him, and didn't even look at him.

Something is wrong.Sure, Yuuri thinks, not that the girl he's dating has a brother popping out from behind and trying to knock out his front teeth, but Victor...

He instinctively sensed something strange.Michele stared at Viktor fiercely, after a while, his eyes passed over Viktor's shoulders and fell on Yuuri's face, Viktor seemed to be aware of his sight, and took a step to the left, blocking his sight.He was still tightly clamping Michele's wrist, the tiger's mouth was white, the two saw each other silently, and the connected hands trembled slightly.Michele tried to shake off the Russian grip, but failed.

——This is somewhat embarrassing.Hiding behind someone's back or something, Yuuri thought.At this moment, Victor suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and let go of his hand.he laughed.

"What's going on?" he asked, "What happened?" At the same time, he calmly stopped Yuuri who was trying to bypass him again, and gave Yuuri a warning glance. ——Being given such a stern stare by him, Yuuri suddenly felt relieved, he couldn't explain why, it seemed that being almost punched was not that serious, and it was not even as frightening as Victor ignoring him, he felt Seeing that his sense of smell and hearing had resumed functioning, the aroma of croquettes and sweet-scented osmanthus filled the air again, and Sarah's screams rushed into his ears.

"Mickey! Michele Crispino! What do you think—what the fuck are you doing?" she screamed, but her brother ignored her, followed by a few tall men One of the helpers—Yuuri was surprised to find that he was the hatless bartender Gasper, who had hair—gives a hesitant glance at her, persuading, "Mitch has his reasons..."

"Shut up!" Sara said angrily, "You're helping him! You—you're so poor!" She pounced on her brother like a raging tigress, and slapped her brother hard on the chest. push.Michele was staggered by her push, and then looked at her with grievance and anger. "They—" he said, pointing at Yuuri and Viktor, "they both—" he gritted his teeth, as if he was very embarrassed by what he was about to say, "their relationship is not normal!" he finally growled, "you understand No?"

"It doesn't matter if it's normal or not!" Sara retorted, and tried to push him again, but Michele grabbed her hands. He easily pushed her away and gave Gasper a wink.Gasper stepped forward and grabbed Sarah by the shoulders.

"Your brother is doing it for your own good," he persuaded. "He's seen it all, these two guys...you've been cheated, Sara."

Sara and Yuuri's faces flushed together - the former was angry, the latter was hard to explain why, he somehow realized what Michele saw, misunderstanding is normal, he poked his head, trying to make Victor let go On—if he keeps blocking himself behind like an old hen, it's even more inexplicable.

"Well, actually..." he said, Victor gave him a deadpan look, and let him swallow the words again—something was wrong, he felt it again.

Meanwhile, Sara's rage seems to be making matters worse.

"I can date whoever I like!" She shouted at her brother angrily, "How old do you think we are, and you still need you to watch over me?"

Michele was so shocked that he turned his head to look at his sister, bowed his head and took a deep breath.

"I'm protecting you." He said stiffly, "You'll understand later." He turned to Yuuri and Viktor, "I don't care about you two—sneaking around in school, but you You shouldn't provoke my sister."

Victor crossed his arms and let out a long "um—" sound, and he actually laughed.In Yuuri's perception, this was a sign before he got angry, and he nervously pulled the clothes on Victor's back.

"You should listen to your sister more," he said slowly. "You're too old to drag your sister into prince games, Mitch."

Michele's face flushed suddenly.A few of his friends secretly exchanged an approving look: probably they didn't agree that Mickey always picked on his sister's date, but for small-town youths like them, these good friends from birth were worth it. They do anything.

"You asked for it." Michele said, snapping his joints, "I say this one last time, leave the town and don't bother Sarah again."

"I'll say it one last time too," Victor said, "my Yuuri can date whoever he wants. Nobody wants to interfere except the girl he likes and himself."

Sara stops struggling suddenly, and she raises an eyebrow in Yuuri's direction.Yuuri knows where her point is, what the hell is "my Yuuri"?Hearing such an expression after hearing Yuuri's first love story just now, it's inevitable that people will think wrongly. At this moment, Sara's face has a painful expression of crying or laughing, and her facial features are twisted together.If it wasn't for the immediate situation, Yuuri thinks she might jump up screaming.

He was suddenly a little thankful that Gasper faithfully carried out Michele's order and held Sarah firmly, otherwise if she accidentally said something——he would really be ashamed to see Victor.But then again, it suddenly occurred to him that the timing of Victor's appearance was a bit too coincidental...it was as if...he had been here long ago...

For a while, he felt ashamed.It couldn't be that coincidental, he said to himself, as his heart pounded heavily, and he asked himself: What if Victor knew...?But he couldn't give a reassuring answer, because at this time Mickey had already rushed forward with his fists pumped, and Victor pushed him back slightly, sending Yuuri out of the battle, and then he dodged to the side, Dodges a right hook, then spreads his palms straight through Michele's arms, grabs him by the neck and pushes back - Michele stumbles backwards After a few steps, he opened his eyes wide, unable to believe that his castrated punch was so easily pushed away.

Victor didn't even move a step.Instead, Sarah called out, "Mitch!"

Victor glanced at her, and then slowly returned his gaze to Michele's face.

"Stop embarrassing yourself in front of her, friend," he said softly.

"None of your business!" Michele yelled, and he rushed up again, raising his fists and preparing for an uppercut. Victor grabbed his wrists like lightning, and twisted them backwards. , Michele let out a cry of pain, Victor flung aside and let go.

"Who else?" He asked calmly, took a step forward, brushed away the bangs in front of his eyes, several boys looked at each other cautiously, and two of them rushed forward impulsively.One of them held a crowbar in his hand and held it high towards Victor, Yuuri felt his blood rushing to the top of his head, and he yelled, "Victor!" As he said that, he was about to join the battle, but Before he could get close, Victor had already held the hands holding the crowbar behind his back, pushed it up with one hand, and quickly disarmed it with the other hand-the crowbar changed owners, and another boy jumped at him. Coming up, Victor swung the crowbar vigorously and pointed it straight at him.

"Don't do something stupid." He persuaded softly, but unfortunately his opponent didn't listen, he should have listened, because Victor turned around gracefully, Yuuri, who was moving fast, didn't even see clearly, and realized that he had already detoured After getting behind the boy, he slammed the crowbar fiercely at his leg.Immediately there was an unfortunate "click" from the boy's legs and he fell to the ground.

For a moment, everyone was silent, even Yuuri was stunned by the scene in front of him, unable to say anything.Michele's look of astonishment, Yuuri can understand him - Victor looks gentle and easy-going, definitely not like a person who is good at grappling, but this is the person who only saw it on TV in just 5 minutes With professional means, he subdued three people one after another with his bare hands.He was holding the captured crowbar, and he didn't even breathe faster, he just asked in a flat, even polite way: "Are you still here?"

No one speaks, and even Yuuri is stunned by Viktor's crispness - he knows Viktor can do everything as gracefully as a ballet, but he doesn't know he can bring that grace into a fight, What surprised him even more was: when did the always kind Victor, a well-known dance genius, become a professional agent?

At this time, Gasper, who had been holding Sarah, suddenly let out a strange cry, which attracted everyone's attention.

"You!" He yelled, pointing at Victor's trembling hand, "You are that... that murderer on TV!" He took out his mobile phone with trembling hands and started calling the police until the other end of the phone was connected. , he started yelling loudly: "The murderer is here!" Sarah came back to her senses and knocked off his cell phone with a snap.

"Aren't you crazy!" she cried. "You look like a murderer?"

However, Gasper's fear had already spread to other people. In a blink of an eye, everyone showed fearful expressions, except for Michele, who wanted to pounce aggressively, but was stopped by the late Emile. .

"Don't! Don't! . . . You've got something wrong, buddy!" Emil said, "Listen to me, listen to me! I should have told you, I should have said something! "

"It's you who have the problem!" Michele growled. "They have plans for Sarah! They all have them! She is so soft-hearted, it's too easy to hurt her, why——you let go!"

Emile let go, he looked sad, Michele stared at him, panting, he turned to Victor.

"You want to date my sister, unless you step over my dead body." He said, Victor looked at him, silent, his expression relaxed a little bit, and there was a sad look in his eyes, as if from Mi Seeing something else in Kyle's struggle, he sighed softly.He let go, and the crowbar fell to the ground with a crisp sound.Victor turned and walked towards Yuuri.

"Let's go." He said, grabbing Yuuri's arm involuntarily, Yuuri was stunned by his expression, he looked back at Sara - the girl nodded at him - he followed Victor without saying a word left.

The two of them walked in silence. In the June night breeze, the air was filled with the aroma of bushes, and the temperature was neither high nor low—a weather suitable for walking, but no one was in the mood for walking.Victor walked in silence, Yuuri followed half a step behind him, had to pick up his pace to not be left behind.

"Victor, Victor!" he had to call as they crossed the third unfamiliar street corner, "Where are we going?"

Viktor stops, and Yuuri catches up to him, noticing that the expression on his face is so dazed, like he was sleepwalking all that just happened—or maybe Yuuri himself is hallucinating at all, and Viktor laughs.

"I don't know," he said. "I thought you knew the way."

"..." It's clear that you are leading the way.Yuuri said something silently in his mind, but he didn't dare to say it, Viktor lowered his head and pulled out his phone.

"It's okay, the hotel is very close." He checked the map and said, "Let's go." As he spoke, he came to hold Yuuri's hand again, as naturally as when Yuuri was five years old, he took Yuuri to find ice cream same car.Yuuri backs away, and he doesn't force it. "This way," he said, starting to lead the way, and this time, he started to notice if Yuuri was following, and his pace returned to his usual unhurried pace.

What is he hiding.Yuuri keenly felt that Victor was not really relaxing at this moment, but imitating his usual appearance to cover up his abnormality.What happened to him?

"That..." After a long time, he didn't take the initiative to speak, and Yuuri finally said awkwardly behind him, "Thank you."

"Huh?" Victor casually responded, admiring the tuberose on the street while walking, "What?"

"Just now...thank you," Yuuri said, "If you hadn't come... I would have been beaten."

"Really." Victor said in that casual, drunk tone, "Don't blame me for meddling?"

"...Am I that clueless?" Yuuri said, "But where did you learn this... kung fu?"

"It's called grappling." Victor said, shrugging. "It's a family tradition—Yakov used to be a KGB."

"Ah." Yuuri said, feeling Viktor's intentional or unintentional resistance to the communication between the two, but he tried to continue, "I haven't seen you use it before." He said out of words.

"Well, I didn't need it before." Victor said, turning a corner, Yuuri followed, the pointed roof of the hotel appeared at the end of the road, and he knew that if he didn't ask something, he would never have a chance to speak.

"It's a good time for you to come." He said awkwardly, hoping that he didn't sound like he was accusing, he was not in a position to accuse Victor of anything, he just wanted to know, "A little later..."

"You want to ask me when I was there, didn't you?" Viktor poked through his cover easily, Yuuri's shoulders slumped, and he sighed—you'll never try to put on airs in front of this guy, what should it be It is what it is.

"Yes." He admitted, "Can you tell me?"

"Yes." Victor said, "but you might not like the answer too much." He paused for a while, and Yong kept looking at him with sidelight, but his expressionless expression was really unpredictable, "I'm in a nightclub I heard the story of the Crispino brothers and sisters, and then I came out." He said calmly, "You are chatting, so I don't want to disturb you."

"...Oh." Yuuri replied, feeling fire from his heart, creeping up his neck and up his cheeks, he didn't even have the courage to look at Victor.They walked together for more than ten meters in silence before Victor spoke slowly, like a judge at the gate of heaven.

"So... I'm a girl, huh?"

He said, with a smile in his voice, Yuuri breathed a sigh of relief, he mustered up the courage to look at Victor, found that he was indeed smiling, realized that Victor was not angry, but was making fun of himself, and he found it With his own voice, he stuttered to explain.

"Yes, yes, sorry!" he said, "I was wrong, I was wrong, don't be angry..."

"Hmph..." Victor said, deliberately pretending to be thoughtful, "You can't do it, why have I never received a love letter, or even a Valentine's Day rose? You know I really like you The hydrangea at home! How can you pursue a lady like this!" He said sadly.

Yuuri blushed.Victor wasn't angry, he was more and more sure, he must have been thinking about how to make Yuuri more difficult to step down all the way!Knowing that he was being tricked again, Yuuri was completely relieved.

"Nonsense!" he distinguished, "Every year my mother cuts a lot of hydrangeas and gives them to Yakov!"

"It was from Hiroko to Yakov, not from Yuuri to Viktor." Viktor pointed out, "It's too much, I didn't expect you to be like this—admiring him while showing nothing at the same time!"

"I..." Yuuri didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Okay, okay, can I buy you a bouquet of flowers now? Here," he picked a small flower from the tuberose bush by the roadside, and followed Victor step by step, "here .”

Victor took a look at him, and actually took the flowers.He seemed to be in a much better mood—no, it should be said that he wasn't in a bad mood at all. From the beginning, this guy pretended to be angry, probably in order to fully enjoy Yuuri's uneasiness!Viktor puts the hand holding the flower behind his back and takes a few steps with a smile on his face, and Yuuri follows behind him, his heart pounding because he actually accepted his flower - joking or not, but anyway One gave flowers, and the other accepted it, he thought bitterly, no matter what...all of them were accepted; but at the same time, he felt an indescribable loss in his heart: for a while, he had already He was ready to break the can, he had never been so brave as at that moment, he wanted to speak out all his thoughts without any concealment, and told Victor his thoughts openly, and then greeted his fate, But that moment has gone away from him, courage and freedom have gone away from him together, and he has returned to the iron cage he built.

"So..." Victor spoke again, Yuuri braced himself for another round of jokes, "You don't like me now?"

"...Of course not!" Yuuri was taken aback, almost biting his tongue off, he shouted hastily, "I'm so old, I can already tell the difference between men and women, okay?"

Victor glanced at him, a light and insignificant look.

"Oh." He said calmly, "Really."

No, Yuuri thought to himself, no.This is a lie.He took a deep breath, swallowing the impulse.

I promised to go find Lilia with Victor.He said to himself, if he said it out, let Victor know that such an ordinary self had thought that way about him... He didn't dare to think about what would happen next.If spoken, the trip would be over now.If I say it, everything between me and Victor will be over.So... He suddenly realized, why didn't I say it?Isn't this what I've always wanted?Why didn't I speak out, and then I was free, and Victor was free?

The words were on his lips, but he just couldn't get them out. "I like you." "I have liked you for many years." Why is it so difficult to say such simple words...

"So you don't like me now." Victor repeated, as if talking to himself, he looked up at the starry sky, "...Is it because I made you unable to dance anymore?"

"What... no no no no!" Yuuri's thoughts were interrupted, he could not avoid being led by the nose by Victor, he yelled, "What are you talking about, no!" He couldn't speak clearly , "I didn't... I didn't because of that... It's not that I don't like you, I'm..." He became more and more confused, please be kidding, please be kidding!He begged loudly in his heart, but Victor didn't say anything, just smiled at him - no narrow wink, no evil heart-shaped mouth, just a simple cocked corner of his mouth, but his eyes - Yuuri There was an illusion, he felt that something was flowing in Victor's eyes, which made him completely at a loss.

"It's really not like that." He argued in vain, "I never hated you...really."

Victor watched him for a while.They circled into the courtyard of the hotel.

"I understand." He said softly, "I understand."

Yuuri doesn't know what to say again, he doesn't feel like he's said something that deserves an "I understand" answer, unless Victor understands something else: he thinks Yuuri is lying.

... Then there is nothing to say.Yuuri thought discouraged.

They walked into the lobby and came to the elevator door.At this moment, Victor suddenly said, "Then, do you want to make out with me?"

Yuuri's face was reflected in the silver elevator door, distorted in astonishment, like a face in a famous Picasso painting. "...what?" he asked, "what?"

Victor shrugged without looking at him.

"You like me, don't you?" he said, "Then do you want to make out with me?" He thought for a while, before Yuuri could speak, he smiled again and said, "Hey, how about this, I'll make out with you, you forgive me I... Yuuri?"

Yuuri felt like his brain was boiling, every pore in his body was opening, every cell in him was screaming. "You..." He stared at Victor, his lips trembling, "Why do you..."

The elevator doors opened and he rushed out first, unable to stand being in the same cramped space with Victor anymore.He felt like he couldn't breathe, just so close, he felt like the tears in his body wouldn't be able to stay where they were anymore.

"Yuuri!" Viktor chased after him, "Okay, don't do this... I'm just kidding..." He tried to hold Yuuri, but was thrown away, and he froze when he saw the scowl on Yuuri's face .

"How... how can you... how can you make fun of this kind of thing?!" Yuuri growled at him, not caring if the other room occupants on the floor were already asleep, he was trembling with anger—deeper The feeling was that he was terrified.Tears began to flow out uncontrollably, and he felt out of breath.Victor looked at him and stammered an apology.

"I'm sorry Yuuri..." he said, "I said the wrong thing...you know I've always been like this, forgive me...don't cry please...I was just joking..." He scooped up Yuuri anxiously His face wipes away Yuuri's tears with his thumb, but they keep growing, soaking the boy's clothes and his cuffs.

"Please...don't make...that kind of joke!" Yuuri sniffled, "Is this...funny...?"

"I don't know... kind of?" Victor said, "I don't know if you're crying...is it kind of funny? I mean, you liked me before and then..."

"Stop it!" Yuuri interrupted him, "You don't understand...you...you say such things...then what am I?" He broke away from Viktor's hand and took two steps forward, then folded again When he came back, he said excitedly, "I have become... who? What is that?"

"It's not like that," Viktor said weakly, "I didn't think that, not for a second..." He tried to grab Yuuri's shoulder, but the boy slipped away easily.Yuuri hurried through the corridors of the hotel, and finally stopped at the door of their room.

"Room card." He muttered.Viktor steps up and opens the door for him, and Yuuri rushes in.

"Yuuri..."

"You don't understand." Yuuri stood in the room, staring at the ground nervously, "You don't understand..." He took several deep breaths before trying to force a smile, "You are more than just a friend to me So simple...I adore you." He said through tears, "I would never do that kind of thing...threatening you...or whatever...I wouldn't do that."

"So I don't want you to see me like that." He finally calmed down and said quietly, "You are... very important to me, and I don't want you to treat me as... that kind of person."

"I see." Victor said, "I'm sorry...I swear I didn't think that way. You are... the best in my heart, and I won't think of you that way for a moment." He stretched out timidly, gently He made a move, trying to touch Yuuri, but was dodged.

"I'm not the best either." Yuuri said, feeling unspeakably sad in his heart, I'm just an ordinary person - I hope the people I like live well, and if I've done anything worth remembering, it's just This feeling of liking just made me brave-it doesn't deserve so much compensation, and it doesn't deserve any special treatment.I'm just an ordinary me, the more I hope you see me as outstanding, the more flaws will be exposed, but even if I am like this, I will occasionally have the courage to burn myself, it's all because you are too dazzling, only this Only then can I shine with you for a brief moment.

I am such an ordinary me, falling in love with you is the only extraordinary thing in my ordinary life.

Yuuri went to bed early that day.Tired from crying after a long day, Viktor watched him wrap himself tightly in the blanket, and soon started snoring.

But Victor couldn't fall asleep, he was lying in the dark, the scenes that happened today were replaying in front of his eyes continuously, as soon as he closed his eyes, there were large lumps of color floating on his eyelids, forcing him to open them again.

He got out of bed lightly and turned on the light in the corridor.He walked to the closet, opened the door, and took Yuuri's wallet out of his trouser pocket.He opened it and took out the photo from the dark compartment.

The 15-year-old Yuko smiled sweetly at the camera - he had seen this photo more than once a long time ago, Yuuri's method of hiding things has always been very simple and straightforward, but at this moment, he suddenly realized that when When Yuuri Katsuki wants to hide a secret, his heart is stronger than all the safes in the world, and he keeps a secret under Victor's nose for ten years, until it's past its expiration date and Victor doesn't even know it.

He looked at his little self in the corner of the photo, and the past seemed to be vivid in his memory - it was a comfortable spring afternoon, he was sitting at an unfamiliar girl's party, enjoying the clown performance boredly, the weather was fine that day , the wind is not strong, the air is full of the smell of icing sugar and lilies.But he didn't know that there was a boy who secretly liked him that day.He didn't know whether it was a coincidence or an accident, but this boy took him into the photo and kept it for ten years.

"You like me." He murmured softly, and the tears that had to be raised on the way back fell silently out of his eyes.He caressed the photo and said to himself, "You liked me."

This day, when he lay in bed, he knew what he would see in his dream.

you liked me.

.

When he awoke, it was broad daylight.Victor couldn't lift any spirits, thinking that he and that person used to like each other - he liked Victor even before Victor liked him - he felt a mess in his heart.

Katsuki Yuuri had secretly liked him, and then quietly no longer liked him.Victor didn't know anything about it - what else could he say.Yuuri cried again yesterday, he covered his head with the quilt.

Gotta get up anyway.He thought, at least he liked me, maybe...

He opened his eyes and looked at the other bed.His blood froze for a moment.

— Yuuri's bed is empty.