[Wei Yong] Looking for Lilia

The beginning is always the hardest.

When he tried some basic stretches, Yuuri swore he could hear knuckles rattling against each other, making scary, old car engine noises.It was scary, and it was sad: once, he was one of the most flexible kids in the school - but Victor had to be left out of the judging, because if he was included, the judging would be nothing at all. No suspense.That guy is a well-deserved genius.

Even now is no exception.Barely fifteen hours into their recovery session, Yuuri—and everyone else who was helping them—watched dumbfounded as Viktor floated his leg straight over his head in a five-minute The rehearsal room was silent for a shocking moment, until Chris made a biking joke and people came back to their senses.

"It was a huge mistake to treat you like a normal person," Yang said, with a very regretful look on her face, before announcing that Victor could rehearse with JJ.

"Eh?" Yuuri hasn't recovered yet, he hasn't even finished his physical training today, his thighs are trembling, and he watched with astonishment as JJ walks towards the door with Victor's shoulders on his face, his feet are on the ground Sticking to the ground like rooted, "Where are you taking him?" His words blurted out, and JJ sneered.

"Relax, man," Chris said, "they're just going to the other training room—you'll see him in a minute." His words made Yuuri's neck blush, and he walked up to Viktor blushing, but I don't know what to say - I seem to be a little upset, which is what he can feel most clearly right now.

"We can be together again during the rehearsal." Victor said, what's going on?Perhaps it was because he returned to his identity as a dancer that made him quiet—he no longer deliberately made exaggerated jokes, and even his expression softened.He looked exactly like the boy Yuuri remembered.He smiled at Yuuri.It's suddenly - for some reason - like something hits Yuuri's heart.

He immediately realized what it was: it was his youthful, unyielding aggressiveness, burning fiercely in the throbbing of his heart-this kind of thing happens when the person you like is also the goal you want to chase What happens: you are fascinated by him, but at the same time feel full of fighting spirit, want to cheer for him, and want to catch up as soon as possible, both proud and anxious - when the person you like is also your goal, your mood will be So contradictory.

Yuuri nodded silently, and Viktor touched the top of his head with a smile—this was not as easy as it used to be, Yuuri was no longer just at his chest height, but he was always taller than Yuuri and always ahead of Yuuri , even this situation - they obviously started from the same embarrassing starting point - the same.Yuuri finds it hard not to doubt himself, even though he knows the difference in talent between Victor and everyone else, he still thinks, even if I can catch up to that little bit...!

Victor and JJ left together, and they brought Kenjiro with them-the evening performance is still going on, you can't let the actor who is playing the leading role stop rehearsing, and come to accompany the guy who doesn't know if he will be able to play after a week?They left, and Chris's words didn't make it any easier.

"This guy, is he secretly practicing?" After Victor left, Chris said to himself, "I've known him for so many years, and I haven't even seen him skip a step at the New Year party—if I don't If you knew him, you would think that he was uncoordinated with his left and right hands, and he was born unable to dance."

"That's Viktor Nikiforov," Yang replied, "better not hold him to normal standards—Yuuri, go on?"

Yuuri nodded, still lost in his own thoughts.How many years have I not experienced this feeling of being compared with the gods, knowing that there is a difference of thousands of miles, but still fighting high?Somewhere in his body, the long-sealed competitiveness is fully revived, which is completely different from the previous few flashes of inspiration-he is like a fish back in the water, knowing that he has returned to his true self Here, even if it is the person he likes the most and the god he admires the most, he dares to challenge it boldly.

This is definitely a long-awaited day.

Get up on time in the morning, eat breakfast, rush into the rehearsal room at 06:30, and then start training for the whole morning, eat at noon, take a short break, continue training in the afternoon, have dinner at [-]:[-] in the evening, and train for half an hour after dinner It starts again, and lasts until nine at night, and then drags back to the hotel exhausted, falling asleep almost as soon as it hits the bed—unless Chris digs him out and forces him to take a shower.

Without any other content, just a few simple items in life: practice, eat, sleep... and more practice.It's exhaustingly boring.But even this exhaustion is nostalgic.

Yuuri misses the simplicity of those days as much as he misses the days themselves.In his earliest choices in life, his life is very simple and straightforward: he doesn't have too many things to worry about and worry about, the only thing that needs to be worried about is weight - knowing that for a teenager with a long body Say, is it a terrible thing to be prone to obesity?The answer was very, very scary, but otherwise, his life was so monotonous that in retrospect it was like a blank slate.

More than once he wondered whether being forced to give up allowed him to put a glorified veil on the memory, or whether he really missed those days: He remembered how boring the day-to-day practice was, when the other boys were out playing. When dating with him, he will always be the minority who stays indoors; dancing, although it is an art, but performing it is far less free than painting or playing, which involves constant repetition of the same One movement until it imprints on your reflexes - but then again, what kind of excellence doesn't require hard work?Art, which is regarded as the supreme thing of freedom by the world, always contains mechanical, arduous, and complicated tempering behind it, painting, music, sculpture, dance-all the same.

Only when he relive this kind of life, will he find the answer, he thought he would never have it, but now, the answer has appeared again, without a trace, without announcing in advance, Yuuri soon realized , his nostalgia for a dreary training career is real.He missed all these simple and straightforward things, just as he missed his simple and straightforward self.

Sometimes he even suspects that time has turned back. This feeling is particularly prominent when he and Chris are sitting outside the coffee shop, drinking iced mineral water in a daze. In anyone’s eyes, it is a short and intense training moment. Times like this seemed to freeze, reminding him of those times when training was over and waiting for Victor on the bench outside the rehearsal.With that in mind, Viktor appeared at the end of the corridor, wearing a simple black top, with sparkling hair and eyes.He walks down the corridor towards Yuuri like a torrent of time, and stops in front of him, bending over, and he smiles and asks, "Are you waiting for me?"

This is without a doubt the life Yuuri dreams of.

When Yang announced that Yuuri was finally fit enough for the next rehearsal, he was so excited that he almost jumped up—of course he didn't, his legs were heavier than lead, and if Chris let go of his grip hand, Yuuri thought he could smash through the ground and fall to the other side of the world.

At this time, it was [-]:[-] p.m. on the third day, and there were still five days before the official performance.