[Wei Yong] Looking for Lilia

The search for Lilia seems to have officially reached an impasse.

After a satisfying meal at the waffle shop, Yuuri and Viktor look at each other and suddenly realize this.

With no sign of Lilia and an affair with the local dance school, it looks like all avenues are locked down.Yong pokes his own waffle with a fork, feeling mixed feelings and melancholy.

"There will be a way." Viktor reassured, he didn't look nervous at all, but this calmness didn't comfort Yuuri much.The young student smirked.

"It's really impossible, we can always go back to the file management room." Yuuri said, Victor's smile froze, which made him chuckle secretly, "What's his name?"

"Bob," Victor said, Yuuri clutching his chest in feigned surprise.

"Oh, you've both exchanged names?" he said. "Wow—you're going to be a super sweet couple."

Viktor stared at him stiffly, a strand of hair fell from behind his ear to the tip of his nose, and he blew it away.

He was puffed up.

"Let me declare, I didn't ask to know," Victor said, "You don't know the truth of the matter! He put me in the corner of the shelf...I don't have much choice..."

Yuuri couldn't take it anymore, he slapped the table and laughed.Viktor narrowed his eyes, waiting unhappily for him to finish laughing.

"People always have a choice, Victor, at least you can not be so intimate and call him 'Robert'(*)..." He said deliberately, Victor puffed up his cheeks and looked at him for a while, and took a big gulp of cucumber water.

"Glad my misfortune entertained your bored little head." Victor sneered, and Yuuri held back his smile and patted him on the shoulder.

"Okay, I won't smile anymore, I'm sorry." He said, the smile was still shattered, melting into every corner of the corners of the eyes and brows, Victor looked at him sideways for a while, and couldn't hold back his own laughter.

"Is that interesting, seeing me being sexually harassed?" He rubbed Yuuri's hair as he laughed, making it messy like a bird's nest, and his glasses were tilted to one side.Yuuri complained and moved a seat to the side, he followed like nougat, Yuuri moved another seat, elbowed a middle-aged fat woman sitting on the other side of the bar.

"Hey!" She said ferociously, "Look more eyes! Oh..." She glanced at Victor who was following, her expression immediately softened, and her voice was gentle like a newlywed, "Hello." She Smiling shyly, he stroked his hair at the temples.

"Good day to you too, ma'am." Victor replied, pressing his hand on Yuuri's head involuntarily, forcing him to bow his head and apologize to her, "My brother likes to mess around."

Yuuri blushed, but he resisted the attack, and when the two of them moved back to their original seats, he muttered sullenly, "I'm going to tell Bob."

"Please, pay him some respect, 'at least you can call him Robert'!" Victor quotes him deliberately, and Yuuri inserts the last waffle, dipped in cream, into his mouth.

"So what are we going to do now?" He asked while chewing on the cold waffle, but at the same time, his mind was spinning non-stop - he was led by the nose along the way, and Victor was in charge. This made Yuuri feel dissatisfied with himself. Perhaps Phichit's words made him finally face up to this trip. He began to hope that he could also contribute to it instead of Was taken around by Victor.

"Obviously, we can't go back to the dance school." Victor replied, "They have already made trouble with us, and it is unrealistic to knock on doors from door to door. Before we leave in despair, there is one last precious resources can be utilized.”

"Bob." Yuuri nodded, his glasses reflected, and the corners of his mouth curled up. Victor smiled angrily at him, and stretched out his hand to pinch the tip of his nose.

"It's not, okay?" he said with feigned anger. "I mean Sarah, my friend, was your date last night."

He looked at Yuuri with a funny face, "Or is it that Bob is the only thing in your mind now, and even Sara has been forgotten?"

"...well, I deserved to hear this," Yuuri admitted, beginning to feel that the "Bob joke" really wasn't funny anymore, rubbing the tip of his nose, "How can Sara help us?"

"She's very familiar with the dance school staff," Victor said. "I think she might be able to..."

"You want her to steal employee data?" Yuuri asks, and Victor gives him a disapproving glance.

"How can this be called stealing." He said, "We are 'borrowing', and we will pay it back after reading it." Without waiting for Yuuri to say anything else, he took out his phone and shook it. "She texted me just now to ask where we are, and we're on our way now. Before you say anything," he held out his hand to stop Yuuri from speaking, "you have to remember that the sooner we find Lilia, the sooner you'll be free. "

Yuuri's mouth opened, then closed again.

"Okay." He said dully, "You're right."

"Don't worry," Victor reassured, took out a few banknotes from his wallet and threw them on the side of the plate, and stood up, "Maybe in two hours, you will find yourself sitting in Lilia's living room, waiting Drinking her special herbal tea and cookies, and before you know it, boom! We're on our way home."

He put his arm around Yuuri's shoulders and smiled contagiously, as if infected, and Yuuri's heart was filled with hope all of a sudden.They walk toward the parking lot together, and one thing he doesn't realize is that, for the first time, he doesn't feel sick from Viktor's physical contact.

"If it's really that smooth," Yuuri said as they opened the car door and got in, "can we stay here for an extra day?" He looked at Victor's puzzled expression thoughtfully, "There's a hot dog... I want you to taste it."

Victor froze for a moment, then laughed.

"Yuuri, have you noticed," he said, turning the wheel and starting to back out of the parking lot, "whenever you try to show kindness to someone, you always give them food?" Yuuri opened his mouth to retort. But Victor said immediately, "Of course, it's fine if you want to stay for a few days."

"You two have to go now." Sarah opened the door and got into the back seat of the jeep. This was the first sentence, "right now, right away."

"...Good morning to you too." Victor said, "Have you had breakfast? We have beef jerky." He handed over a handful of beef jerky wrapped in red and green tinfoil, "Don't mind the packaging, Yuuri likes it This baby food."

"When I was a kid, I liked this kind of kid's food." Yuuri interjected, "It's a very normal thing." But he took a piece of beef jerky from Victor's hand, and couldn't help but notice that they really did look the same as they did more than a decade ago just as attractive.Sara looked at Yuuri, then at Viktor, incomprehensible.Victor pulled out a generation of gummy bears again as if by magic.

"Or do you like this?" he said as he unpacked it. "It's really cute... Hey! What is this, is it a bonus card?"

"That's a preservative," Yuuri said, snatching the pouch from him so he wouldn't swallow it, and he smiled sheepishly at Sarah, who wrinkled her nose.

"What happened?" She asked keenly, with an expression like a wolfhound that has smelled its prey, "You two seem to be a little different."

Yuuri blushed. "Nothing happened," he said, "what could have happened?"

Victor chewed the gummy bear and nodded, "What could happen?" He imitated Yuuri's tone, "How is Mickey?"

"It's all right," Sarah said, "and Emil kind of got him back to his apartment after you left—they've been arguing until four o'clock this morning, and the decision now is that Mitch is going to see a therapist, Emil with him."

"...I thought that, except for couples, no one can receive psychological counseling together." Yuuri said, hesitantly glanced at Victor, and found that the latter was also looking at him, and the two exchanged a look.

"Oh, that," Sara waved her hand, "it's a long story - I'll be there too, and Emil is definitely part of the family, he's been Mitch's best friend for years."

But I'm not going to let Phichit go with me to hear a therapist analyze how confused my mind is.Yuuri said something in his mind, and Viktor obviously felt the same way, but he didn't say anything.

"This is for you," Sara said, pulling out a thick, large flipbook from her backpack, she hesitated, and handed her to Victor, "Listen to Mary Jane, you seem to be looking for something to dance People who have worked in the school..." She shrugged, "Actually, it might be much faster for you to ask Mickey's buddies. They have walked around the streets since they were young and know this town better than anyone else."

"Then why don't we do that?" Yuuri asks, and as soon as he says that, Victor and Sara are looking at him with love in their eyes, and he realizes that he's said something stupid again.

"Mike is lost, Jason is lying in the hospital now, Gasper..." Sarah rolled her eyes, "Gasper may be in the police station now."

"...was arrested?" Yuuri asked, "Isn't he wronged?"

"He's going to call the police," Sara replied. "Apparently he's freaked out now and thinks Victor is that murderous man on TV...I've got Mary Jane to drag him, but she's very ear-splitting." Soft, so..." She shrugged, "Wait a minute, you're not a murderer, are you?" She asked Victor, apparently as a joke, and Victor laughed.

"Do I really look alike?" he asked. "No, of course not! God you people." Sarah smiled.

"In this case, you should pack your things and leave quickly." She said, "You don't want to deal with the police station in a small place like ours. They are very bureaucratic. If you don't lock you up for ten days and half a month Happy." She showed a thoughtful expression, "But I doubt they will take Gasper and Mary Jane seriously, they both have a bit of drama."

"I see," Victor said, shoving the flipbook into Yuuri's arms, "In that case, we're on our way—sometimes later, I think? Or do you two have something to whisper? I can listen to the song — I can't hear anything in Taylor's voice."

Sara blushed, and she shushed him, "Go, go away." But she gave Yuuri a look, as if expecting him to say something, and Yuuri looked at her for a moment.

"Uh...thank you." He said awkwardly, "I gave you trouble last night."

"..." Sara looked a little disappointed, and from the corner of his eye, Yong noticed that Victor seemed to be holding back a smile, "Okay then," Sara said, "I'll see you then." She opened the The car door, at this moment Yuuri suddenly remembered something again.

"Sara—" he called, "wait a minute." He also opened the car door and got out, walked around in front of her, took out a note and handed it to her while she was watching.Sara opened the note curiously, and there was a phone number written on it. She smiled and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Your phone?" she asked. "I thought you were too cool to use your phone."

"Ugh—" Yuuri said, "No, Viktor didn't bring it to me... Long story, long story. But it's not mine." Sara blinked, as if she didn't understand Yes, he said again: "This is Li Chengji's number——I asked a friend for it."

"Oh!" Sara yelled, as if she didn't know how to react, she yelled again in a low voice: "Oh..." The fingertips with pink nail polish clasped the note tightly, Yuuri Patted her on the shoulder.

"Thanks," she said finally, "but I don't want to contact him—he probably doesn't want to contact me either, so..."

"I don't know about that either," Yuuri said, his brow sweating nervously, this was the first time he'd meddled in someone else's emotional affairs, it was far beyond the boundaries he'd set for himself, and he swallowed , "I've known him since freshman year...he has never had a girlfriend."

"I thought we both agreed it was his car's fault," Sara said, sniffling and laughing.Yuuri noticed that she was smiling rather forcedly.

"A car that you think is cool." Yuuri reminded, his palms sweating slightly, and he swallowed again, "I don't know... Maybe there's something you should know...that is, Lee Seung-gi and Michele After the fight, he went to the hospital, didn't he?"

Sara nodded, obviously not understanding why he brought it up so suddenly, "Mitch has been having anger control issues," she said, "I heard Seung-gi broke... a rib, I want to visit , but his parents...they..." She rubbed her nose and gave Yuuri a forced smile, "They didn't agree. I...I didn't even get a chance to say goodbye."

Her words touched his heart at that moment—his heart calmed down.

"So, what happened to Michele?"

"He's fine," Sarah said. "I mean...he got a demerit, of course, but I say he should..."

"But he's fine, right?" Yuuri said, "There's one thing you might not know... Seungji was teaching the karate club when we were freshmen—he's a black belt." He finally Telling the secret, nervous heart pounding—maybe he misread it, maybe it was all meddling, but there was just no way not to talk about it, because, what if?Sarah's eyes slowly widened.

"...you mean... oh." She covered her mouth, then immediately lowered her head, and read the note again, her hands trembling. "You mean..." She took a breath and her voice began to tremble, but she still couldn't get the words out.

"I don't know." Yuuri said, he grinned in embarrassment, she still misses Seung-gi in her heart, there is no doubt about it, as for Lee Seung-gi, does she have the same feeling in her heart... well, that's all It's beyond the scope of Yuuri's knowledge. "But I think you should call him—I mean, the goodbye you didn't get a chance to say... You owe you at least one... over, right?" They looked at each other and laughed, and Sarah hugged Takes him by the neck and gives him a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you," she whispered in his ear, "I know you too, don't you?" She let go of the hug, and Yuuri looked at her in surprise.

"You also owe yourself a settlement, and..." She pointed to the jeep behind the two of them.

"It's not the same." Yuuri said, pausing for a while, in the girl's knowing eyes, "...I'm working hard."

"Looks like you and I should both do our best," Sara said, "but you're giving me this... You shouldn't just want me to call, say hello, and officially put an end to my first love, right? Guess what? What's the matter," she added before Yuuri could speak, "you promise me one thing, and I promise you to make this call."

"At least give yourself a chance—it's nothing to lose anyway—tell him and hear what he'll say, okay?"

Yuuri didn't know how long he thought about it, Sara had been watching him patiently, tilting his head and waiting, finally, he nodded.

"Okay," he said, "I promise you."

*Note: Bob is Robert's nickname.