[Wei Yong] Looking for Lilia

The clothing rental store called "Hollywood House" is not too difficult to find. The town is good. All the shops are concentrated on one street. Even if you don't have an address, just walk along the crowded places. There will always be what you want. "Hollywood House" can be said to be one of the largest stores in the town, which is three times the size of the adjacent video store and hair salon. Unfortunately, Gandalf is rented out, which makes Victor a big blow .He followed Yuuri and shuttled among the dazzling array of clothes hangers, showing a lack of interest.

"Hey Victor, I found something similar!" Yuuri stood at the end of a row of clothes racks and waved to him, Victor's eyes lit up, he walked up quickly, and saw - a whole row of Santa Claus costumes.

"..." He looked at Yuuri resentfully, who shrugged.

"If you look at it scientifically," he said, "there are few old men of Gandalf's age who are not fat."

"But the coat color is wrong!"

Yuuri continues to shrug, looking very much like Viktor himself's pretended innocence, "We can tell people it's a fashion choice."

"...Wow!" Victor threw his arms around Yuuri's neck and pretended to cry, "Who are you, are you still my Yuuri! You've turned bad!"

"..." Then they spent an hour and a half searching for costumes, and all the good ones had been rented out, leaving only the corner characters: Hawkeye, Aquaman, the one in The Walking Dead that no one remembers. Korean buddies who can't stop calling, Gargamel, Rock Snake... In short, they are the kind that you can never walk up to your friends and say "Look at me!" with a proud face.

"I give up." Victor said, "It's impossible to find something to wear in this pile of junk, hey what is this?" He pulled a shiny silver sword from the knife rack, "'in the lake Sword'... well, the herd doesn't even leave a sword in the stone!" He threw the knife back angrily.

"It's like renting Santa Claus on Christmas Eve," Yuuri said, sifting through a pile of large mid-century maid dresses—he'd just found a cowboy boot he could wear and desperately needed another , "You'll never get ranked."

"The irony is that we have a lot of Santas," Victor said, pointing his thumb at Santa's shelf. He sarcastically said, "What's the matter, friends, don't you think old men in red clothes with big bellies are not sexy?"

"It's unimaginable." Yuuri grinned, and he found a big boot that was at least a size 45, but it didn't help.So far he's managed to scrape together a white hat, a barely worthable pair of Elvis trousers, a police badge and a boot, and if he wants to be a cowboy, the other damn cowboy boot and moose leather vest Better show up fast, or he'll look like an idiot.

"Why do you have to be a cowboy?" Victor asked, taking a black wide-brimmed hat from a rack full of hats and putting it on, gesticulating left and right in the mirror, "I think I can be a cowboy." Luo."

"Eh Victor?" Yuuri said, "Your hat is veiled." Not only the veil, but a blood-red dahlia. "But I support you, you will be a perfect victim." Victor snorted, and simply changed into a ginger beret, "Look at me." He gave Yuuri a wink, Yuuri shivered.

"Please stop," he moaned. "Damn it, how could someone take only one boot? I bet the other one is still in the corner somewhere." He looked at the heavy pile of locks in front of him with a sad face Zijia, buckled an aluminum knight helmet on his head.Viktor walks behind him and pushes his helmet down, and Yuuri, out of sight, waved his arm at him in protest.

"I'll just dress up as a woman." He tried hard to push the helmet up, and when he regained his sight, he heard Victor muttering that he brought something to his head. Yuuri took off the helmet with all his strength, and found that Victor was wearing a helmet on his head. A Minnie's head is waving at him!

"..." This scene was so shocking, Yuuri couldn't say anything for a moment, he could only look down for his shoes.

"Wow, you're so indifferent..." Victor—no, it's Minnie now—crying while covering his face, Yuuri looked at him helplessly.

Victor put Minnie's head on his head, and walked towards him intentionally twisting his waist and hips. Just as he was about to walk in front of Yuuri, he accidentally stepped on a chain mail, and before he could utter an "oooooooooooooooooooo" Rolling into Yuuri's arms, Yuuri's eyes stared at the doll's head.

"Victor!" Yuuri yelled while clutching his forehead, Victor yelled "Ouch", and kept nodding his head in apology, the hard doll's head continued to hit Yuuri's forehead, making bang bang noises.Finally, Yuuri couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed its ear and tore it off.

Victor sat on the ground and giggled, Yuuri could only ignore him, turned and walked to the other side - he decided to give up the cowboy.

Maybe I can play ET.He thought pessimistically.Or something from Alien.

"Yuuri, Yuuri!" Viktor yells after him, but Yuuri ignores him.Anyway, I must not know what I am doing...

Or a ninja... I can easily make myself invisible, just by staying with Victor...

"Yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Viktor's voice sounded a few meters behind him.He studied a pile of silk garlands of fake flowers on a shelf.

Viktor is finally behind him, and Yuuri can tell it's him from the heat coming from behind him.He was standing right behind Yuuri, his shadow completely enveloping Yuuri.He taps Yuuri on the shoulder. "Look at me, look at me!" he cried, "Yong~~~~Li~~~~~~~~~"

"Got it, got it." Yuuri said, turning around, and then, he froze.

Viktor grinned brightly, he wore a long silver-white wig on top of his head, he grabbed one side of the hair with both hands, made a double ponytail, and scratched Yuuri's cheek with the end of his hair Face.

"Does it look good?" He said with a smile, Yuuri stared at him blankly, he couldn't help but bend down, the tip of his nose was almost touching Yuuri's. "Yuuri?"

Yuuri stared blankly at him, stretched out his hand to touch the end of his hair—the wig was softer than real hair, and when he looked closer, it reflected the incandescent light above his head, he let go, and the end of the hair fell to Victor's chest Ex--from a distance, they look like the real thing.

He blinked - for a moment, his childhood friend looked at him playfully with his head tilted through the skin in front of him.He found his nose sore.

If Victor grew up safely, it occurred to him, maybe this would be the case.He was taller, his shoulders straightened and broadened, the feminine features of the lines of his face softened and lost, his features deepened and his expression more serene.He blinked - only the eyes didn't change at all - "Yuuri?" He looked at Yuuri anxiously, as if waiting for him to complain.

"...It's beautiful." After a long while, Yuuri spit out this sentence, the worry on Victor's face disappeared, and he smiled brightly again. "But who are you playing?"

Victor blinked his eyes dramatically, "I'm playing..." He said mysteriously, "I'm playing...the girl Yuuri Katsuki liked!" He looked very smug, "How is it? "

He looks at Yuuri with a strange expression on his face: as if expecting something, and a little wince - Yuuri looks at him quietly for a moment, then laughs.

"Pretty like it," he said, tiptoing to bring a blue forget-me-not garland over Victor's head. "This is for you."

Viktor's smile froze, and he blinked again, looking confused that Yuuri wasn't spouting as much as before, he looked at Yuuri, and Yuuri looked at him, they stared at each other for a long time, so close that they couldn't See each other's eyes clearly.

A tense, dull, intoxicated look.Yuuri feels parched and he shakes a bit, but Viktor presses too close to him, putting him firmly between himself and the shelf.He approached slowly and lowered his head.

"Do you love me?" he asked.