[Wei Yong] Looking for Lilia

-five hours ago-

Katsuki Yuuri stood in the empty hotel lobby, wearing a thin dressing gown and hotel slippers, clutching Victor's cell phone tightly in his hand, shivering in the darkness before sunrise.The hotel manager on duty cast him a drowsy glance from behind the counter, and he hurried to sit on the sofa in the lounge area.

His mind was like a whole camp of Boy Scouts on a rampage, where should he go, what should he do, what should he do with the situation?He didn't have an answer, and since he woke up in his own bed, remembering what had happened, his mind's first order was to leave—to run.So he ran, and at [-]:[-] in the morning, when the whole hotel fell asleep, he grabbed the phone on the bedside table and fled - he needed it to find the nearest train station, or airport , damn it, or coach bus, whatever.

Just get away right away, right away.Run away...to a place far away from Viktor, never to see him, speak to him, or hear from him in any way.

At this moment, Victor is still sleeping in the upstairs room, knowing nothing about Yuuri's plan. When he wakes up, he will find that Yuuri has gone, disappeared, gone forever. How will he react then? Woolen cloth?Thinking of this, Yuuri felt a messy tremor in his heart - Victor didn't know anything.If you go back to the room now, you will find that he is still sleeping peacefully, immersed in dreams and in the warm quilt, the corners of his mouth are even curled up, how can he still sleep, after what happened last night Afterwards?

The only explanation is that maybe he didn't realize what he, and Yuuri, had done, and he vaguely recalled that the night before, Viktor smelled faintly of tobacco and spirits—maybe Viktor had too much to drink.Thinking of this, he didn't know whether he was relieved or disappointed, he let out a long sigh, and sank into the sofa cushion.

That makes more sense, he thought.There's a word for this: drunken sex.But the only thing he didn't understand was, why himself?It's so ironic, this town is full of drunk people, many of them are Victor's admirers and handsome men and women, why is it Katsuki Yuuri?Why is it the unremarkable Katsuki Yuuri who is full of thoughts?At this time, a fragmented memory was awakened.

"I don't know... what else can I do for you."

It was Victor's voice, so more memories began to flood into his already overloaded brain, Mira's prophecy, Victor's abnormality, air guns, taverns... everything made sense all of a sudden.

"Is this good? I'll make out with you, and you'll forgive me..." This was also Victor's voice.Yuuri shuddered.

"My God," he muttered unconsciously, "My God, my God." He felt like throwing up.

But… then he - uncontrollably - remembers the temperature of Viktor's body the night before, the soft lips when he kissed himself, how he gently stroked Yuuri's cheek with his thumb, as if he wanted to engrave him in his heart Staring at Yuuri... If this is all a disguise, then Victor is too talented to be a professor in an ordinary university, he should go to Hollywood to shine.But it's going to be too hard for Yuuri to convince himself, even for a little bit, a moment, that Viktor and he have the same feelings for each other.He found his mind stuck.He looked at his own face reflected on the pitch-black screen of his mobile phone: an ordinary Asian face, the outline is not deep enough, and the shape and position of the facial features are not outstanding. It may be rare here, but if you fly to any place in Asia In a country, the streets are full of identical people.He became irritable and didn't want to look at himself anymore, so he turned on the screen of his phone.

I'm at a loss.He said to himself, I'm really lost... He didn't want to run away in shame, there were so many things in his life that didn't say goodbye, didn't get a decent end, and he didn't want Victor to be one of them.He hoped that they could say goodbye calmly and give each other sincere blessings, not like this, in the freezing cold morning, one is still sleeping, and the other is running away.But if he didn’t do that, he would have to go back to face Victor and listen to Victor’s orders. Victor drank too much, but he didn’t drink a drop last night. If Victor asked him why he didn’t stop, how should he answer?He was inevitably going to be the one who took advantage of it, the one who wanted to return the favor, the one... he never wanted Victor to think he was.Victor might not care too much, he might forgive everything, but if he, even for a second, thought of Yuuri like that, Yuuri would rather die.

I can't do it on my own.A thought entered his mind, he swiped away from the screen and started dialing the phone number - he needed help.

After six or seven busy beeps, a sleepy "Hello?" came from the other end of the phone. Before Yuuri could open his mouth, the avatar saw the caller's name clearly, and his tone suddenly became excited.

"Hush! Shh! Don't make any noise! ​​It's Victor Nikiforov! This is not a drill!" There was a commotion at the end, as if at least three or four people were pushing each other, with the sound of folders and water glasses being knocked over, Mark The pen fell to the ground with a splash, and a girl's voice that sounded familiar screamed, "Phichit, this is my foot!" earpiece.

"Hello, Professor. Good evening, I mean, good day . . . How can I help you?"

"Phichit," Yuuri said, "it's me."

"Oh." Phichit said, obviously changing his tone, "It's you."

"Can you make your disappointment more obvious?" Yuuri couldn't help but ask.

"Next time you try to call me on Nikiforov's phone early in the morning on an all-nighter, you'll know," Phichit replied, his voice back to languid, "Ouch, I'm exhausted— —Seungji, go get me a glass of water, I’m so dizzy—what’s the matter with you?”

"Where are you, Chengji is here?"

"I'm at his house," Phichit said, "We didn't go to bed until five o'clock. This guy has an experimental data that can't come out, and it will be used at the beginning of next month... We helped him make calculations all night. I, Chengji , and Guanghong, well, it’s mainly me, Guanghong’s fart is useless, Seungji...hey, let’s not talk about it. How long do you think it will take you to come back? We really need you. Thank you, Chengji— —Wait a minute, then take it and add some sugar."

"It seems that Chengji's statistics are really embarrassing for him," Yuuri said, leaving his troubles for a short time, as if he was back at school and among his friends, with a smile on his face, "It's not like you usually order me like this." He's died a hundred times."

"I know!" Phichit said excitedly, "This is so interesting, it's all worth it, Lee Seung-gil is completely my pony now, I have him--ah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah Dude, take it away!"

Holding the phone, Yuuri listened intently to the fight between the two friends, Lee Seung Gil seemed to have stuffed something into Phichit's crotch, which made him howl like hell.

"Okay! Drink, it's really choking—" After a while, Phichit said into the phone again, "Chengji just delayed his experimental data for another week, where are we talking? Oh, By the way, what's the matter with you?"

The smile faded from Yuuri's face.

"Uh..." He hesitated, "I don't know...I..."

"I see," Phichit said, "what's the matter, what happened to you and Vic?"

"Since when did you call him 'Vic'?" Yuuri asked.

"Since he praised me for doing a good job impersonating Al Pacino—does it matter? What happened? Did you tell him? Or did you fight? Wait—" He paused, changed A shocked tone, "You won't sleep him!"

Yuuri almost hung up the phone with a trembling hand.He was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say for a while, Phichit sensed the meaning of his silence and gasped.

"My god, my god, my god! Wait a minute..." He rolled over from the sofa, walked to the balcony and closed the door, "You really slept with him?! Really? Oh my god My friend put Victor Nikiforov to sleep! I know someone who slept with Victor! My god, my god, I'm so dizzy, I'm going to die!" He yelled strangely several times, "How, how does it feel How! You have to tell me all the details!"

"How old are you?" Yuuri asked helplessly, Phichit's excitement gave him a big blush, and Phichit clicked his tongue.

"Please!" he said, "I'm trying to help you—you're calling here, aren't you, to show off that you've got what you want now... Well, I'd love to make out with Barbara Chuck too .”

"Damn, you're disgusting!" Yuuri said, "Mrs. Chuck is our physical education teacher! Her kids are in middle school!"

"So what, in my heart she is always the same as when she was 29 years old." Phichit said, "Do you think she and her husband are happily married now?"

"Phichit!" Yuuri had to quickly stop him from continuing to scatter aimlessly, "I didn't mean to tell you that."

Phichit grumbled.

"What's that?" he asked, "Oh dear, it's your first time, it's nothing, it will take longer..."

"No! That!" Yuuri growled, and the duty manager gave him a reproachful look, and Yuuri quickly retreated back into the sofa.

"Okay, okay," Phichit said, "I'm listening, tell me, what's wrong with your first night with the schoolboy god?"

"That's the problem in itself!" Yuuri said, tongue dry. "He drank too much...I mean, I didn't think about it...but I don't know...last night...finally..."

The two good friends were silent for a while. "Let me clear this up," Phichit said. "He drank too much, didn't you?"

"No," Yuuri said, "I only drank soda last night... But I really don't have a clear head, I can't remember many things from last night..."

"But do you remember that you slept with him," Phichit said, "Surely it wasn't your erotic dream?"

Yuuri felt himself blushing up to the base of his neck. "No!" he said, "I know very well that we were naked when I woke up, and he had… his back covered..." He felt like he was going to smoke, and he wanted to find a seam Drill in, go straight to the other side of the world, "Scratches," he said finally.

Phichit whistled. "Pretty." He said, giggling, "Okay, buddy. What are you dissatisfied with? He's not compatible? He's not good at technology? I have some PDFs of cheats to share with you..."

"Stop, stop!" Yuuri said, "Stop interrupting! I mean, I had sex with him! This is the problem!"

Phichit was silent for a few seconds.

"I don't get it." He admitted honestly. "What's the problem? You don't like him now?"

"I..." Yuuri felt like he was playing the piano to a cow, "it's not like that." He explained feebly, "I mean, something happened last night and he seemed to feel... felt like there was nothing he could do to make it up to me anymore, So he was low all the time, but I didn't see it at the time...then he bumped into a friend and they had a few extra drinks and then one thing followed another and anyways I ended up waking up with both of us in the same bed !” And naked, and his back hurts like a bucket of white vinegar, and… Victor’s arms around his waist, holding him tight like he’s a big rag doll or something.

"I almost get it." Phichit said, "You think you're taking advantage of him? You can't!" He complained, "He said that? Should I take someone to smash his office? I mean, I don't I will do it myself, I am now the number one Nikiforov fan, I will let Chengji and Guanghong go, and then I will betray them and become Professor Nikiforov's loyal lackeys..." He fell into a beautiful mood In the fantasy, it seemed that Victor was standing in front of him, patting him on the shoulder and praising his loyalty.

"...He didn't say anything." Yuuri said, "He hasn't woken up yet..." The more he spoke, the more desperate he became, "I'm done, am I? What am I, while others are drunk..."

"Oh, slow down, chivalry," Phichit said, "so he didn't say anything? He's still sleeping? So where are you now? — do you want to sleep and run away?"

"I didn't!" Yuuri retorted subconsciously, why did what was clearly a cowardly act suddenly become despicable when Phichit said it? "I just... I don't know... How should I face him?"

Phichit thought for a while. "You said the reason why he did this was because he drank too much and did stupid things, right?"

"Yeah," Yuuri said, feeling uncomfortable.

"He still meant to please you, didn't he?"

"Maybe...but I don't know..." But Phichit made a "hush" sound and he had to keep his mouth shut.

"Are you happy?"

Yuuri opened his mouth, then closed it again.

"I was happy." He finally said honestly, "Last night, when it happened. But now I..." Phichit booed him again.

"It's obvious, my friend," Phichit said. "Assuming you're right, then he thinks he has nothing else to do, doesn't he? It's called cornering, and the ultimate solution is to pay... ok It's fine, it's fine." He paused again, and Yuuri suspected it was for drama, "You only have one choice now - be nice to him."

"……what?"

"I said, be nice to him!" Phichit yelled, as if he was yelling across a football field from Yuuri, "Look, you used to have a nose that wasn't a nose and eyes that weren't eyes, and snorted, of course he just I think you haven't forgiven him; now that the ultimate move has been made, and everything that should be paid off has been paid off, shouldn't it be time for you to change your attitude..."

Yuuri subconsciously wanted to refute that he hadn't treated Viktor badly, but then he recalled the past few days and found that Viktor was always regressing and always taking care of himself, which made him feel more and more bitter for Viktor and sad.He fell silent.

Phichit said again: "Now that you two are cleared up, don't make a fool of yourself, treat him better, and do something to make him happy, how about it?"

"I can do it." Yuuri said, in fact, Victor is a very easy-to-please person. Although he came from a wealthy background, he doesn't have too much obsession with food, housing and pleasure. No matter how bad the situation is, he can find something to be amazed at. , Yuuri used to think that he was amazing like this. "But that doesn't seem to answer my question... what do I do, how do I explain it?"

"Why do you need to explain?" Phichit asked back, "How old are you? If two adults have a fight together, who will take advantage of the other? Okay, even if he is paid for it, he didn't lose a piece of meat. , what do you want to explain?"

"I..." Yuuri was speechless, "I don't know...but I have to say something, I have to...I don't know, I have to explain what this is, what is our relationship now?"

"...you're such a bitch," Phichit said, "always asking 'Where is our relationship going?' - ok ok this is you, so you ask, oh, you Excuse me, okay, then you wait for him to ask."

"What if he doesn't ask?" Yuuri said, "He... I think he shouldn't have as much trouble as me, maybe he doesn't think it's a big deal at all." Speaking of this, he should have felt relieved, but he was surprised The most amazing night that happened to him, in Victor's view, may have been an ordinary night.

"He will definitely ask," Phichit said, "because you sent the signal."

"What signal? I didn't..."

"You haven't done it yet, but you're going to do it soon." Phichit said, "You have to start being nicer to him, gentler and patient. If you change, he will realize that you are different from before. He will ask you."

Yuuri is dubious. "But I think..."

"Hey, you don't have to think about it." Phichit said, "You don't understand, just obediently do as I tell you, and remember, if it works out, you will bring him to my birthday party."

"I remember your birthday party was just a few days ago," Yuuri said.

"I can do another one for him." Phichit said, "Okay, do as I said, remember? I'm going to have breakfast... come here!" He shouted into the distance, "Okay It's over, hang up, remember to come back early, we need your help with the experiment..."

He hangs up the phone, leaving Yuuri sitting alone in the lobby, the sun starting to hit the marble steps of the main entrance, the day is about to begin, and Yuuri is starting to feel less cold.

Be nice to Victor?That's all right?

Just when he was lost in thought, Phichit Churanon put away his cell phone and returned to the living room in the apartment hundreds of kilometers away.The two people on the sofa looked up at him.

"Is it Yuuri?" Sarah Crispino asked, "I heard his voice, how is he and Victor?"

"What happened to them," Phichit said, pouting and kissing. "He wants to know what to do now."

"I'm going!" Sara exclaimed. "Why! What do you say?"

"I asked him to show his affection first," Phichit said, taking a cup of hot tea from Lee Seung Gi, "Where's Guanghong?"

"In the bedroom." Chengji replied, "The Tarot card told him that he might be unlucky today, so he didn't leave the house all day today."

Phichit groaned. "It's a good thing he has a bathroom in his room," he said, "otherwise, every once in a while, the Tarot card should show 'bladder exploded'."

Sara waved her hand, "Then, keep talking," she asked eagerly, "After the show, when will he speak?"

"Why did he talk?" Phichit said, Chengji picked up a box of croissants that Sara brought, and he took one, "Yuuri is timid, let Victor talk."

"Victor would never talk," Sara said. "Although he's perfect and handsome, he's humbled before Yuuri—he never would if Yuuri didn't talk, oops!" She fretted, "How can you make Yuuri wait! It's never going to work!"

"Please——" Phichit stuffed his mouth full of croissant bread, spewing scum from his mouth, and Li Chengji moved away a little in disgust. "I know Yuuri well, I've known him for years."

"If you knew him well, you wouldn't say he was timid." Sara retorted, Phichit swallowed the bread with difficulty, and turned to Chengji.

"Are you going to watch your girlfriend talk to your buddies? Uh, what's the matter?" He was surprised to see Chengji and Sara's faces flushed suddenly, and the two spoke incoherently at the same time Come.

"We're not lovers—"

"We used to be, I mean, it was high school..."

"Just a few months..."

"We're just..."

"Acquaintance relationship."

"Yes, acquaintances are counted as acquaintances."

They both fell silent at the same time, the air was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop on the ground.Phichit looked at them blankly.

"Acquaintance," he said indifferently, "Acquaintance is still here, at this time?"

"I just..." Sara was speechless, "I just bought an extra box for breakfast, passing by!" She hurriedly stood up, knocking over a plate of candies without paying attention, "In this case, I should go, I...Chengji, goodbye. This croissant," she blushed, pointing to one of the breads in the box, "this is mayonnaise-flavored, it's delicious." She said grabbing Picking up the bag, he opened the door and ran away.Chengji watched her leave, and he didn't come back to himself until even the faint smell of sweet perfume on her body dissipated.Phichit slid onto the sofa, leaned against the back of the sofa, and looked at him meaningfully.

"Pretty," Phichit said, "Okay buddy."

"She's not my girlfriend." Seung-gi said, frowning, "You heard me." He looked a little disappointed, but it was well concealed.

"She lives ten streets away," Phichit said. "Do you think there is no bakery there or something, acquaintances don't deliberately 'stop by'?"

Seungji opened his mouth wide. "I..." He hesitated, "Should I..."

"Of course." Phichit said, "Hurry up, because I don't think your old car can keep up with her new sports car."

Chengji stared at him blankly for a while, then suddenly slapped his head, turned and ran out of the apartment.

Sitting on the sofa, Phichit shook his head.He pulled the box carrying the croissant onto his lap.After a while, he knocked on Guanghong's door.

"Guanghong, buddy," he said, "have a piece of bread?"

The door opened a small crack, and Ji Guanghong's face covered with a blanket appeared in the shadows. He sniffed his nose like Jerry in "Tom and Jerry".

"I'll eat," he said, reaching out and stuffing a piece of bread into his mouth.Phichit watched him eat, leaned against the wall and asked, "Aren't you going out all day?"

"That's right." Guanghong said, "Unless I know the crisis is over." He took another croissant.

"You are really superstitious." Phichit said, "As for?"

"You don't understand!" Guanghong said sincerely, "I think fate is amazing! Cough—" He was stuck, his face flushed, and he spat out a small note. "This is..." He opened it, and together with Phichit, they carefully identified it.

"Chengji, hello, forgive me for telling you this way, because I lack the courage to admit... What is this, I can't see clearly, Balabala... I still... have a heart for you..." Phichit put down the paper Article, he and Guanghong exchanged a shocked look.After a few seconds, he said, "She's ashamed to ask Yuuri to speak! She doesn't even dare!"

Guanghong looked at the note written by Sarah for a while, and suddenly he let out a loud cry of excitement.

"My bad luck happened today!" he shouted, "I can go out now!" He rushed to Chengji's bedroom, "I'm suffocated, the toilet in my room is not working..."