[Wei Yong] Looking for Lilia

"I disappeared?" Victor said, "That's impossible, I'm right in front of you."

Their hands were tightly held together, "This is all to prevent Yuuri from getting lost again" Victor explained, but there should be a better way to avoid getting lost, right?Instead...holding hands like two little kids...they met the girl from the air gun tent again, she hugged the bear sweetly and smiled at Yuuri, but when she saw the hands tightly between the two, she smiled It froze—she must have misunderstood, Yuuri thought, but he didn't move away, didn't even express a dissent.

"...Anyway, I suddenly couldn't see you." Yuuri muttered, he was still a little brooding, tonight he felt that he had become more self-willed and bolder - as if drunk, except for his consciousness awake.They passed a Russian piroshki stand and he bought them each a piroshki stuffed with raspberries and a large orange drink.When paying the money, Victor naturally let go of his hand, which made him a little disappointed, but when they returned to the road, Victor stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his shoulders, and brought him to his side.They just walked to E22, in front of the tent called "Eye of Destiny".

It's not the biggest tent at the entire carnival, nor is it the best location, but Yuuri suspects there won't be a more eye-catching tent: his porch, unlike other tents that sell merchandise or entertainment, is open, Instead, it was tightly closed; on the door hung a neon wooden sign with a bony hand carved on each end, and the word "OPEN" was written in blood-red paint on the sign; it The material of the tent is also different from other ones. Among the red tarpaulin tents, this black and green velvet tent looks particularly gloomy; there is an inverted cross on the tip of the tent, starting from it, silky thorns Cobwebs, cobwebs and small black light bulbs are densely entangled on the dome of the tent, which looks like black smoke from a distance.

Yuuri thought he shouldn't be too surprised if someone told him he couldn't see the tent—it looked like some kind of evil cult hangout, and normal people would get confused if they got too close to it.

"Uh, what do you think?" Victor whispered, obviously shocked by the appearance, and couldn't help being in awe, "Is this girl a cultist?"

"Cultist or not," Yuuri replies, dominated by a wave of blind optimism, "we'll all have to go in and see."

Viktor grunted grumblingly as Yuuri ate the last bite of the marshmallow and handed him the wooden stick.

"Here, the self-defense wand," he said, and Victor rolled his eyes, but he took it.

"Come on," he said in a deep voice, "let's go to the dragon's lair." Yuuri grinned, and he walked up—Viktor grabbed his right hand, and he used his left to lift the curtain of the tent.

It was dark inside, with a smell of pepper oil, and from the depths of the darkness, there was a terrifying chewing sound, crunching.

"Wow," said Victor, "this is what Gollum's lair looks like." They opened their eyes desperately, but they still couldn't see anything—the velvet tent was very good at blocking the light—which made The two stood in the darkness, not daring to move.

"Uh... Yuuri?" Victor said, "Do you think we..."

"Shh, don't talk." Yuuri said, he took a step forward, trying to figure out where the chewing sound in the air was, he reached out and groped in front of him, moving little by little until——

"I have to say, you two are the most stupid and daring people I've ever seen." A voice suddenly sounded very close to him, and at the same time, what he thought was a small round stool next to Yuuri suddenly became taller and bigger. Thin, it looks taller than Yuuri now, its breath is cold, and it smells of pepper oil.

“…Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

Yuuri and Viktor screamed together, and Yuuri backed away in a hurry, trying to get back to Viktor, and Viktor started groping around trying to find Yuuri, and the two of them stumbled in the dark, knocking over a lot of furniture.

"Ouch that's my knee!"

"Wait a minute, don't—take the wand away!"

light is on.Mila Babicheva held a box of vegetable salad in her hand and looked at them calmly.Viktor is rolling on his knees at the foot of the table while Yuuri tries to break the antenna off an old model TV.

"Uh," Mira said, "shall I just turn off the light first?"

"Don't!" Victor said first, "Don't..." He got up, limped to Yuuri's side, and turned his body in Mira's direction, and Yuuri gasped "Hi".Mira smiled.

"You guys are actually here!" she said. "Some salad? My mother's recipe—there is no salad dressing at home, but the pepper oil is just as delicious."

"...Why are you eating with the lights off?"

"Because I don't want people bothering me, okay?" Meera said. "It would be embarrassing if people walked into the tent and found the witch eating purple cabbage—and of course there are people like you who can't be scared away. "

Yuuri smiled awkwardly—he broke out in a cold sweat, his stupidity just disappeared, and he felt very embarrassed for himself, when Victor said, "Then why don't you turn over the door sign? "

"If a client sees you're closed, they're probably going to another psychic," Meera said, "but if they come in and they're taken aback, it's almost guaranteed they'll come back — they have to. Let me tell you, here, even a little detail can determine success or failure."

She continued eating her salad and looked them both up and down.

"Nice costume," she remarked, "I guess—you're a magician," she pointed at Victor, "and you're a...prince?" Seeing the look of surprise on Yuuri's face, she smiled contentedly , "Don't be so surprised, I told you that I am a psychic." She blinked her left eye. "What are you doing standing, just sit down—let me finish the meal." She said again, pointing to a table in the center of the tent, three small round stools beside the table, and a leather high-backed armrest Yuuri and Victor looked at each other, and each chose a round stool.

With nothing else to do, he looked around the interior of the tent while Mira was munching on vegetables. It was completely different from the outside appearance. From the outside, the tent looked like an evil firing turret , but the interior is warm and comfortable; its walls are surrounded by display cabinets of different heights, scattered and disorderly filled with gadgets from various eras, including two cameras, a smoking pipe, an old-fashioned typewriter, Three stone mortars, a crystal ball, a set of sheep bones, a doll's house, several hand-knitted objects, and several clay figures of various sizes; the lights in the tent are soft Light yellow, the deep facial features of Mira and Victor became blurred.

I probably look like a pile of bacon pizza.Yuuri thought to himself.The room was very warm, and his cheerfulness came back again.

By this time Mira had finished her salad, and she twitched her fingers, came up, and sat down in the armchair.

"Now," her voice became ethereal, "what do you two guys want to hear?" She waved her hands, and the lights in the room gradually went out as if she had received instructions. In the end, only a small circle of decorative light bulbs on the ceiling remained on, and the terrifying darkness and oppressive feeling enveloped them.Yuuri hears the carnival going on outside the tent, but that seems far away.This impressed him very much.

"I don't know," Victor shrugged, "Just... just experience it casually." He said calmly.Yuuri snickered, Victor was the most materialistic person he knew, everyone had their own little superstitions, only Victor didn't believe in that kind of thing at all.At this moment, he was probably thinking about how to win Mira's trust and figure out Lilia's whereabouts faster.

At this point, Yuuri was looking forward to Victor's first fortune-telling experience.

"Not a person of faith, is it?" Mira said, "It's okay, let's try it..." She looked at the two for a while, as if wondering how to deal with them, "Please give me your palm."

"Uh... well," he said, spreading his hand on the table and passing it over, and Meera opened his palm and smoothed his fingers—her hand was cold, he shivered, and Victor frowned. frowning.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh, very typical," Mira said, "good work and rest, healthy diet, regular exercise habits...not an only child, right?...a middle-class family with an older brother who is much older than you... No, she is a very manly sister, isn't she?"

Yuuri was taken aback, and Victor folded his arms beside him.

"Yes," he said, "and what else?"

"Let me see... Tsk," she suddenly made a strange noise, "I'm very lonely, I don't have any friends, my sister is much older than you, so I prefer to take your boyfriend's car for a ride instead of taking you at home... Compared with family and classmates , maybe you have a closer relationship with the nanny or caretaker?"

Yuuri gives Victor a startled look, who raises an eyebrow.

"It's interesting," Victor said, moving the round stool to sit closer, "Go on, what else?"

Mira glanced at him and smacked her lips. "You're interested, aren't you?" she said, sliding her fingertips across Yuuri's palm. "You had a really messed up adolescence," she said. Said, "Let me guess...you have a crush on a girl?"

"Everyone has a crush on a girl." Yuuri said, his ears burning, "It's so unusual."

"Of course, of course," Mira said, ""So I guess it's normal that you haven't been in a relationship yet?What stopped you, the accident that changed your life? "

Yuuri winces, but she grabs her wrist tightly.He turned to look at Victor for help, who frowned slightly.

"Don't talk about the past." Victor said coldly, "Look at his future."

"Well," Mira said, staring at Yuuri, and after seeing him nodding, she carefully opened his palm, making a click sound, and after a while, she suddenly let go of her hand and raised her head. "I see." She said calmly, with her chin folded on her hands, she looked directly into Yuuri's eyes, and Yuuri panicked for no reason.

"I foresee," she said slowly, "that you will have a very happy life."

"..." This answer was completely beyond Yuuri's expectations. He also played tarot fortune-telling with his friends several times when he was in college, and there was never a time when Ji Guanghong did not predict that he would grow old alone, raising thirty cats and a family. He has a macaw, eats pudding twice a week, and even though he knows it's a ploy by his friends to push him to start dating, he's also gotten into the habit of listening to people play up his miserable future. "Are you reading that right?" He couldn't help asking, spreading his palms.

Mira replied firmly: "That's right, it's written on the palm prints, happy life, long life...something like that."

"...Okay then." Yuuri could only say, but then Victor beside him suddenly spoke.

"By 'happiness' do you mean things like a happy family, fame and fortune?" he asked.Yuuri didn't expect him to ask such a question seriously, and was taken aback.

"He will be very good in his field," Meera replied.

"What about marriage?"

"Very happy, no divorce, no extramarital affairs - pretty impressive."

"What about the child?"

"Two. I can't tell you the gender, that would be boring. Every weekend you'd take the kids to football in a Volvo, then go to Forest Park for a picnic, maybe go out to sea in the evening - because you had a boat. "

"I have one..." Yuuri stared at her dumbfounded.This is all nonsense, he thought, one moment he was Yuuri Katsuki, working two jobs as a lab assistant and a bookstore salesman to make ends meet, with no valuable accessories other than a motorcycle; the next he was Just become this successful person, unique in his own field, with a wife, two children, and even a boat?This is so ridiculous, he is suddenly willing to go back to Ji Guanghong's girly bedroom, and listen to him sitting in a pile of candles and talking about the conspiracy of the nursing home - at least it sounds more realistic.

Victor probably felt the same way, he rested his cheek on one hand, leaned on the table with the other hand, tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table, as if he was thinking about something, and—the answer was not very happy.Victor frowned slightly.

"Don't believe me?" Mira asked, taking Yuuri's hand again, "But it's all written on your palm—you've worked hard to live, you have your own plan and plan in your heart and you're moving forward according to it, That accident that nearly ruined your life? You've put it behind you, you've gotten back on track and taken back control of your destiny, it wasn't easy, but you've done it - along the way Go on, 'Happy forever' is not just a fairy tale, have you seen this? Look at your career line and love line, they are smooth, long, and converge together. This is a lifeline that represents health. Look at the first half of it What a mess! But the second half is as regular as a pencil drawing—everything is slowly getting on the right track, and even if it is not resolved, it will be solved, it is a matter of time." She blinked her eyes and analyzed so clearly , for a split second, Yuuri felt like she was explaining superstition as a kind of science.

"Ah." He retracted his hand vaguely, "Maybe."

Yuuri secretly took a look at Victor, his face was as calm and deep as a lake, and no emotion could be found in those eyes.

"Do the math," he said suddenly, spreading his palm out and handing it to Mira, surprising Yuuri: he had always thought that Victor would never take fortune-telling tricks seriously.

"No problem," Mira said, playing with Viktor's palm with her cold fingers as she did with Yuuri, and this time, her brow furrowed and she let out a hissing sound, "Your hand… …they are really…”

Yuuri held his breath nervously—it has to be admitted that the furnishings in the tent, the lights, and the ethereal tone of Mira's voice all brought a great sense of confusion, even No matter how firm the materialist is, even at such a moment, it is inevitable that there will be a slight wavering.

He didn't want to hear bad things from her about Victor's future—even if they all turned out to be nonsense.What's more, after he just got the prophecy of "happiness and perfection".He was so nervous that he couldn't help but stand up and put his elbows on the table.

"What happened to them?" Yuuri asked eagerly.

"They..." Mira paused, "It's so beautiful!"