[Wei Yong] Looking for Lilia

"They've been gone for a long time," Victor said, his hands in his pockets, his left foot pointing forward, his heel pointing to the ground and spinning left and right, looking like a bored 14-year-old standing on some cheerleader's ledge Waiting for her to appear below.He ran through his hair anxiously. "Does it take that long?"

"Ann." Yang said, "I believe they will be back soon, besides," she raised her hand and glanced at her watch, "less than 6 minutes have passed..."

"Six and a half," JJ said, starting to enjoy the untouched coffee and cinnamon rolls, "You're going to look like Viktor is very upset by saying that."

A few friends laughed.Victor looked at them blankly.

Chris laughed enough, and said sternly, "I'll say a few words for Victor." Victor looked indifferent, and it was rare for JJ and Yang to see that he had nothing to say, so they couldn't help laughing again, "I'd like to say a few words, these two people Along the way, every day there are people who want to escape and take action, just in the gap between us talking, maybe Yuuri has already reached the edge of the town." As soon as he finished speaking, Victor's expression changed, and the three of them watched His brows gradually gathered together, everyone was very surprised. "Don't worry!" Yang comforted, "The theater is a circular corridor, and if you want to go out from the main entrance, you have to pass through the coffee shop, but—wait—" She showed a thoughtful expression, "If they take the fire escape... I'm just kidding That's right!" She quickly added when she realized that Victor really had the tendency to walk out.

Victor looked at her, took a deep breath, and folded his arms.He resumed his bored, impatient look.

After a while, Chris could swear by all the boxers in his luggage—that is, a pair—and after a minute and a half at most, Victor asked again: "That kid, is he reliable?"

"Who, Xiaonan?" Yang said, "There is nothing more reliable, you can definitely rest assured that if Katsuki Yuuri becomes a zombie, Minami Kenjiro will put himself on a stick and make a BBQ for him to eat." Eating meat Guijuan's JJ was disgusted by her and put down his snacks.

"Disgusting," he muttered. "Is there a less distasteful metaphor?"

Yang opened his hands to him and smiled comfortably. "This is for you to give away my collection of fridge magnets to your female fans," she said, with a wink. "Have a good appetite honey."

JJ looked like he was about to get angry. He rattled the wrapping paper of the cinnamon roll, his knuckles turned white, "I knew you still hated that!" he yelled, "I've said it many times Her parents divorced, and the canary that the family had raised for ten years suddenly died..." Chris laughed from the corner of his mouth when he heard this, even Victor, he realized that if Yuuri hadn't left his The gaze made him a little distracted, and he also found it very interesting.

"It's true." Yang muttered, but she quickly cheered up and said to Victor: "You can completely trust Xiao Nan, he is also a member of the insiders-this kind of person even in the dance troupe There are only a few here."

"From the day I told him 'we're going to fulfill a childhood dream for Katsusa Yuuri,'" JJ said, "he cried himself to sleep every day."

"Little Nanchao—likes Yuuri," Yang said, "The kind that's only one toe away from needing a restraining order."

“Okay,” Victor says, “now I’m starting to worry in the other direction entirely.” He starts trying to remember the little young man, and when he looked at Yuuri, there was a real gleam in his eye. "How did he know about Yuuri?"

"I've seen your performance." Minami Kenjiro suddenly said after they left the cafe and walked quietly, silently, and even awkwardly for 5 minutes, Yuuri's face was already beginning to bear the fact that someone brought up those videos , He just trembled in his heart.

"That's not a gig," he said vaguely. "I didn't know anyone was doing it...and I was drinking too much."

Kenjiro widened his eyes, "They let you drink?" He said in amazement, "They allow underage to drink and perform on stage?"

Well, this is also used to. "I'm 23," Yuuri said, "regardless of how old I look..." But Kenjiro shook his head.

"No no no, no!" He said seriously, "I didn't know you from those videos! I'm talking about Lohengrin!"

After hearing this, a belated blush finally climbed up Yuuri's cheeks, and he began to be out of breath.

"My God." He moaned. "OMG."

It was terrible, he was 15 years old at the time, and Hasezu was in its 150th anniversary, so he specially organized this performance. In fact, "Lohengrin" was the only official ballet that Yuuri participated in as a leading role in his life Acting, if Viktor was still around, he would have been a well-deserved lead, but he was off to college by then, so somehow Yuuri got this from a dozen boys his age who were much smarter and prettier The role - kind of like today, same overwhelm, he doesn't know what he did to get the role, it's unreal like a dream.

It made him feel very bad conscience - if you can't be sure of the origin of something, it's better not to touch it.My father often taught the Yuuri siblings this way when they were young.

He sometimes suspects that Minako-san picked him because he seems to work harder than everyone else, and he spends twice as much time in the dance class as everyone else-mainly to avoid the phone calls from Victor, who his mother likes very much Victor, treating him like a second son, she would never allow Yuuri to be home and refuse to answer the phone.Now that he is already in the dance classroom, he should simply practice. Dancing can make him forget those annoying troubles for a short time, forget Victor's parting notice wrapped in honey, forget that he has reached a place where Yuuri can't see or even catch up, Forget that he might be enjoying college life happily and might have met a sweet lover, and himself, the 15-year-old, short, unremarkable, ordinary self.

The favor caused by this possible misunderstanding has deepened his self-doubt. Whenever he walks through the corridor of the dance classroom in front of everyone, he will always have a sense of distress and shame being nailed to the pillar of shame.It's not something I deserve, and there's that voice somewhere in him, as if he doesn't deserve something if he doesn't aim for it.Although only performed once, "Lohengrin" was also regarded as taboo by him.

Now being mentioned suddenly—and it was from a teenager who was about his age at the time, but was already the second male lead in the dance company—it made him feel like he was back in that corridor again, the boys looked down at him, The short protagonist, whispering, they have always regarded him as Victor's vassal, and they couldn't bear him to become the focus of the stars.Their jealousy even makes Yuuri feel better.

"You... how is it possible?" Yuuri took a long time to find his voice, taking advantage of Kung Fu Kenjiro had already led him around the dressing room and the rest room, "How old were you then?"

"Nine years old," said Kenjiro proudly. "My grandfather was from Hasetsu, and he ran a farm—we went there every year for Easter." Watching them in class, and immediately remembered Yuuri, who is also an Asian face, and then saw his story on the stage, Yuuri's ears were bleeding when he heard it, Kenjiro's compliments seemed to be another people.He is by no means "the tallest one in the classroom", and it is impossible for him to have "the charm that is unforgettable at first sight on the stage". This is impossible!He was Yuuri Katsuki, an ordinary, ubiquitous guy, not the up-and-coming young dancer Kenjiro was talking about, by no means.

Maybe Kenjiro confused himself with some other lead writer.After his injury, the role was rightfully given to someone else.

It made him feel even more uncomfortable - Kenjiro said that he liked him ever since then to this day, and it seemed like a stolen honor, which made him feel overwhelmed.

Kenjiro didn't seem to notice his troubles, but kept pouring out his admiration.He was rudely interrupted as he talked about how he found clear youtube videos and how he made his own posters (and gave Yuuri goosebumps).A man comes out of nowhere and squeezes his way between them and bumps Yuuri hard on the shoulder.

"Hey!" Kenjiro exclaimed. He is short, but he has a good temper. He still has the aura of being favored by a famous dance troupe at a young age. "Look more eyes!"

The other party glanced back at him, and Yuuri realized—he was the guy who imitated Victor.His eyes flicked around Yuuri and Kenjiro's faces one by one.

"Sorry," he said contemptuously, his real voice was nothing like Victor's, he sounded mellow and downright rude, "didn't see you two chicks."

"You!" Kenjiro jumped up, "Do you want to be beaten?"

But "Tom" only gave him a contemptuous smile. "How long did you sleep with Giacometti before he would give you the part?" He suddenly turned to Yuuri aggressively, looking him up and down as if he were looking at a poster of a dancer at the entrance of a strip club, "I bet you There must be some 'tricks'," he said, "that's why he gave you the role as a... amateur!"

"I..." Yuuri opened his mouth, he subconsciously wanted to refute, but suddenly found that his vocal cords had lost room to vibrate, at this moment, Kenjiro beside him screamed, and threw himself at "Tom", he He gave "Tom" a hard headbutt in the stomach.

"Take it back!" he screamed, "Take it back!"

Kenjiro looked pissed off, and "Tom" sat on the ground as if he couldn't believe that he had just been knocked down by a child who was half his head short.He got up quickly, with a ferocious expression on his face. "Come on, call everyone!" he said, "show everyone how you opened the back door, Giacometti that—" Kenjiro looked beyond furious, but Yuuri still had to go one step ahead of him— "boom"! "Tom"'s ass kissed the floor again. He covered his face and stared at the dark-haired youth in disbelief.

"You—" His face was so swollen that it was hard to believe it was the effect of a punch, Yuuri flicked his numb fingers and looked at him coldly.

"Chris is my friend," Yuuri said, sounding somber that even he couldn't explain why, a sudden, unrestrained anger came to him just as "Tom" accused him of trading his body for After the role, "You'd better watch your words." His knuckles ached, and he put his hands behind his back—he occasionally took a few taekwondo lessons with Seunggi, although he himself was more interested in Sanda and kickboxing, But Lee Seung Gi decides he doesn't have the physique of a fighter, heck, maybe he's right, Yuuri's hand hurts like it's broken.

"Tom" looked at him fearfully.At last the obnoxious affectation had faded from his face.

"You...you..." he said tremblingly, his lips were half swollen, Yuuri ignored him, turned and beckoned Kenjiro to leave.

"You'd better change your hair color." He said suddenly, "Next time I see you—" He recalled Victor's intimidating look, trying to open his eyes wide without blinking, "I'll shave it all for you. "

"Tom" was too frightened to breathe out.Yuuri turned and left with Kenjiro.

"That's really cool!" Kenjiro exclaimed once he was out of earshot. "My God, you're so good!"

"It's... nothing." Yuuri said, Victor is much better than me.He silently added in his heart, if he can... there is nothing he cannot do.This caused him to be stabbed in the heart again, and he realized that he hadn't thought about it for a long time.

He spent the whole day pretending to hate Viktor, he almost convinced himself that he was really angry and disappointed in Viktor, but when the day was over, he found that he was still Yuuri Katsuki, he Looking at Victor is like a stargazer looking at the brightest star in the night sky. When he thinks of it, there is a constant warmth in his chest, no matter what Victor does.

So this caused another thought in his mind to torture people even more.

Kenjiro was still chattering.

"You don't need to pay attention to him," he said, "There will always be people like this, who think their chance is coming, but it turns out that it's not, and they think that others rely on...whatever, don't pay attention to him. You don't have to do that Things will be selected."

When they got back to the coffee shop, JJ, Yang, Chris, and Victor were waiting where they had left, each holding a cinnamon roll, and Victor hadn't touched a bite.

"Yuuri." He saw Yuuri walk in, with a relieved look on his face, and he came up to him, opening his hands as if to give Yuuri a hug, but Yuuri avoided it.

"I have something to ask you." He said in a low voice, Victor froze for a moment, nodded, and let go of the neglected embrace - by now, he has gotten used to it.

But at this moment, Yang clapped his hands.

"Okay, everyone is here, let's go eat!" she said, "I'm starving to death—I can eat Xiao Nan now."

"Make it a BBQ?" JJ said, and the two of them burst into laughter that neither of them could figure out.Then the crowd surges up, and Chris squeezes his way between Viktor and Yuuri, putting an arm around one of the men's shoulders.

"I hope you're hungry," he said. "It's been a long morning!"