[Wei Yong] Looking for Lilia

Viktor stood up, his arms outstretched for Yuuri.

"How?" He had a smile on his face.Yuuri's face was pale, and his limbs trembled a little spasmodically.He didn't wear glasses and looked a bit lost and helpless.

"I...I don't know," he muttered. "I think I screwed up, Victor."

-15 minute ago-

"Are you ready?" Yang asked, "This is the beginning."

Yuuri's gaze lands on a small blue dot on the table in front of her - that's his glasses.He put it there just now, and the whole world became blurred after that, even the facial features of Yang and Chris, only Leroy's eyebrows are still so clearly visible - they hang high , which made him even more nervous.

It's not a good start.He thought, there was an urge to rush out the door, but he held back.So Yang started to play the music—it was a very soft piece, and the series of piano melodies at the beginning reminded him of the cherry blossom petals fluttering with the wind in spring, and the rhythm gradually became faster as the main melody unfolded— As if his body would respond to the music, he began to freely direct his limbs and body, turning, spinning, jumping... The violin joined in, which inexplicably gave him a feeling, as if it was originally a solo dance, but With the addition of the violin, the piece suddenly becomes a melody belonging to two people. The two instruments are intertwined with each other, like wind and flower petals—like two souls in love with each other.After a very short pause, the melody becomes more uplifting, as if two people have found each other and are holding hands and striding into the future, Yuuri finds himself immersed in the melody, he keeps reaching and spinning in the air, like It is an indefatigable music box doll, dancing forever with its companions in the music.Sweat poured out, bones rattled with violent, seemingly indefatigable movements, but he still didn't stop.During the rotation, he seemed to see himself in the mirror surrounded by light and burning, just like a flammable substance in the air trying to burn itself.

He didn't seem to react until the music stopped. He crossed his legs, put one hand on his chest, and stretched the other hand forward—he saw his own shadow in the mirror, a blurred and trembling figure, but What appeared in front of his eyes was Victor's appearance.Sweat dripped down his face, his lungs seemed to explode, and his face was flushed—he was panting violently, as if he couldn't breathe, the psychological shock was more important than the physical discomfort Immediately - he found himself falling in love with the song in the first second.

After the music ended, he stood there for an unknown amount of time, until the little stars and red dots in front of him disappeared before retracting his sore arms. When he turned around, Leroy slapped the table hard, scaring everyone jumped.

"I'm sorry," he said quickly, rubbing his nose with his head down, "hand slipped, hand slipped—" Yuuri tried hard to bend his eyes to see Yang's reaction, but he could only see her raising her hand Like rubbing his eyes.

"This..." she said, as if something was stuck in her throat, "very good. You can leave—don't leave the theater, and you will be notified of the result soon."

Yuuri's heart feels like it's being clenched by a big hand, doesn't she like it?This must have been lame compared to so many good actors she had seen—his heart fell to the ground, and he heard a cracking sound.He looks at Chris - Chris is sitting there, looking dazed.

"Victor's waiting for you," he says, walking over suddenly to give Yuuri a hug.This makes Yuuri more certain - he must be eliminated.He didn't know how he left the rehearsal room, he met the young man who issued the number plate in the corridor, he handed Yuuri a bottle of mineral water in a hurry, but Yuuri dodged like sleepwalking.

He doesn't know what it feels like mentally, empty and light, it seems that he shouldn't feel sad for things that already know the result, but...

He just wanted, really wanted to see Victor soon.

Only that person, only him, the grievance and sadness that no one else can understand, only that person can understand.

I just want to go back to him quickly.

"What happened?" Viktor asked, pulling Yuuri into his arms, and Yuuri rested his chin on his shoulder for a moment before pushing him away.

"I don't know..." Yuuri said blankly, "I don't even know what I did...there was a piece of music...then I danced...it was gone."

"Didn't they tell you anything else?" Victor asked, "Didn't they tell you the result?"

"She told me to wait... in the theater, fast," Yuuri said incoherently, as he suddenly realized what he'd just done - he was in his lucid state when these three - well two and a half — an impromptu dance on the face of the stranger, his hands were as cold as ice cubes, how did he do it, his skin was hot enough to fry an egg.

"I'm so ashamed," he muttered, "I..."

He raised his head and met Victor's gentle and tolerant eyes. They were looking at him so intently that he suddenly couldn't say anything.

Yuuri swallowed, trying to calm himself down and piece himself together.

"Yang asked me to wait here," he said, stepping back a little to put some distance away, but Viktor grabbed his hands and wrapped them in his palms, he smiled, and pulled Yuuri back Sitting down at the table, there was a glass of untouched but cold latte on the table, and the leaf latte on the surface became a little disgusting.Seeing Yuuri staring at it, Viktor smiled back at the cafe waiter.

"Please," he said, gesturing for her to take away the cold coffee and replace them with two brand new cups, Yuuri didn't care about that, even when Victor asked in his ear if he wanted something to eat. As a deaf ear.

I actually!dancing!

He felt drunk, and all the factors in his blood were throbbing. After the embarrassing appearance faded away, all that remained was—excitement.

Even if no one likes him, he is satisfied.

The coffee arrived quickly, and Viktor shoved the hot coffee cup into Yuuri's hands and pressed his hands against the backs of Yuuri's hands, which was an uncomfortable position, he had to hunched over and put his elbows on his knees But Viktor didn't say a word, just looked at Yuuri, he smiled, it was as if Yuuri had suddenly become more attractive to him, his eyes lit up.In Yuuri's blurry vision, it's like two stars fell in his eyes.

"I really screwed up," Yuuri says, but he can't help but laugh a little too, he wants to cry and laugh, and Viktor rubs the top of his head.

"I see." He said softly, "You said it."

"She also asked about my relationship with you."

"What did you say?"

"I said you were my teacher." Yuuri said honestly, Victor's breathing paused, and then he said softly, as if trying to convince himself, "That's true."

They just looked at each other, seeing themselves in each other's pupils—Yuuri saw a messy-haired, flushed-cheeked mess, and Victor?What kind of self did he see in Yuuri's eyes?

"I……"

"you……"

They both spoke at the same time, both of them were taken aback.As if jumping at this wonderful opportunity to come on stage, Chris, happy Chris, showed up.

He waltzed up to the two of them.

"Dear gentlemen," he said, "I would like to invite you both to join us for a small luncheon—mainly to welcome you, Yuuri, and as for Victor, you can barely count as family."

Yuuri stared at him blankly, as if he didn't understand.

"What?" he said. "What did you say?"

"I said lunch," Chris said, "with the rest of the cast—mainly Yang and JJ and Kenjiro and a few others, no big deal, hey are you allergic to lobster?"

Yuuri opened his mouth wide.

"No, wait a minute," he said, "Back-back—me what?" He tried to frame his thoughts, "I was selected?????"

"Of course!" Chris said, as if he had heard a big joke. "There's no way you weren't in, after a performance like that! Young cried after you left."

"Crying—why?"

Chris put his tongue on the top of his teeth and made a crisp sound.

"Oops—I like you!" he said, "Didn't you see her cry—oh yes you didn't, it's yours." He said, taking out the glasses from his pocket and handing them to Yuuri.Yuuri was silent and didn't take it, his head was dizzy, Victor took it and put the glasses on Yuuri's face.

Now his world is clear again, he can see clearly again, Chris's playful expression and Victor's smile—his face flushed again, as if the glasses brought back his sanity, and he realized I just—and Victor—they both—

The warmth of Victor's palm seemed to still be on the back of his hand.

"I'm in?" Yuuri murmurs, "I... how could I?" He's starting to feel like something's wrong.

"Why not?" Chris asked rhetorically, "You don't know, after looking at the lunch barrels all morning, you, my dear Yuuri, you are a fountain of water to our eyes..." He started to be mean about the bad ones Inducted, mixed with comments like "That guy is nice but his ass is so flat" or "There's a break dancer, is he here to make me laugh?" Yuuri slumped back On the stool, covering his face.

selected.Selected?Selected!

He began to have a villain in his heart who set off firecrackers.Victor squatted down in front of him, the corners of his mouth curled up high, and he looked like he was radiating love.

"Are you that happy?" he asks Yuuri, but he can't stop laughing, as if just seeing Yuuri happy is enough for him.

The two of them looked at each other, and Yuuri raised the corners of his mouth, and Chris groaned in dissatisfaction.

"You're disgusting—" he said. "Ah, here they come!" Young and Leroy, and the young man who issued the number plates, had already walked up to them.Yang walked in the front, she grabbed Yuuri's hand reservedly and shook it twice.

"Welcome in," she said. "You're awesome—I mean, I thought you...but I didn't know..." Leroy coughed loudly and pulled her away.

"You're so excited, Liz." He said, reaching out to shake Yuuri's hand, and when their hands were about to touch, he suddenly pulled his hand away and crossed his chest in a pose, "Call me JJ !"

The young man who handed out the number plate was about to pass out just by looking at it, and when Yang pushed him in front of Yuuri and introduced his name as Kenjiro Minami, who was acting as Iglesia's temporary understudy, he said There was a small scream.

"Xiao Nan likes you very much." Yang said, "Xiao Nan, do you want to show Sheng Sheng those perverted things you have collected? Or take him around? Let me think about it. The restaurant doesn't open until twelve o'clock—that's good." Now, go and visit the theater."

They chatter about Yuuri's locker in the locker room, and Yuuri is a little overwhelmed standing in the crowd.With a blushing face of excitement, Xiao Nan looked at him expectantly, which made him very confused, like me?Why?But Victor gave him a slight push on the back.

"Go," he said, "go and see—what you want."

"But……"

"I'll wait for you here," Victor said, "I'm not going anywhere."

Meanwhile, Nan was still looking at him expectantly, and Yuuri looked at him, then at the others, and finally he looked into Viktor's eyes and nodded.

Yuuri and Xiao Nan left, he turned his head three times a step, as if waiting for Victor to suddenly change his mind and tell him to go back, but Victor just watched them leave with a smile on his face, and he didn't take it back until the voices of both of them disappeared outside the coffee shop look.

Victor's face suddenly changed.

"Yeah, not bad," he said, crossing his arms, with a sort of half-smile, "this 'let's do it undercover, don't let Yuuri find out what's wrong' policy—you're doing very well" In place'ah."

*The legendary figure in the minds of the millennial generation is Victor, and Yuuri is the only post-[-]s generation who thinks of Lilia in the legend.

* Lilia is just an image, a symbol of the feelings that the two put aside in their teenage years, so don't expect too much from her.

*Poetry reciting time: Peach Blossom Pond is thousands of feet deep, not as deep as your routine.