[Wei Yong] Looking for Lilia

It's hard to notice how fast time goes by when you're engrossed in something.

Yuuri stood on the left side of the stage, and he watched the stage.The chorus of dancers was ebbing away, and this was the last scene.The devil fights the dragon tenaciously, and the elves driven away by him return to him. They finally accept each other and become one.

Yuuri's heart fluttered, but he seemed calm.Until—until the first note of the song "Stay with me and don't leave".

As if the apex of his heart had been pinched, Yuuri felt suffocated and dazed for a moment, he grabbed the curtain beside him, bent down to cover up his gaffe, don't cry, don't cry... He desperately warned himself, there is no reason not to be high Happy to say goodbye, it was the best and brightest ending, he got everything he wanted, but...

His eyes could only be drawn by Victor, and the deep male voice was like weeping. He saw Victor knelt down on one knee in the center of the stage and stretched out his hand towards him, and he couldn't help raising his hand subconsciously. But Victor immediately turned around and left like self-loathing.Yuuri had to hold on to the velvet curtain to hold back the sadness that was about to rush out of him.

He was so focused that JJ came up behind him and he didn't notice either.His full attention is on Victor, in the desperation, pleading, and self-loathing in Victor's performance, and his performance—

JJ gives him a push.

"You know, it's almost time for you to play." He reminded, Yuuri looked at him as if he had just woken up from a dream, dumbfounded.

"But, but—" he stammers, "During rehearsals..." He suddenly realizes a problem: they haven't practiced with "Stay By My Side Don't Leave" and Yuuri turns pale .But JJ pushed him again very firmly.

"Did Victor do anything to embarrass you?" he asks, and Yuuri froze for a moment, then shook his head quickly. "That's over."

Yuuri walked to the edge of the stage, a huge blankness enveloped him, is he going to improvise at this time?That was crazy, let alone a pas de deux... But at this moment, as if noticing his presence, Victor stretched out his hand again.His arms are as soft as willow branches swaying in the wind. Is he holding back or saying goodbye?Either way - Yuuri was determined, he couldn't leave Viktor alone on stage.

When he actually appeared on the stage, when Victor came to him, gently, gently, as if unbelievably holding his hand, he suddenly remembered his role as if enlightened—could it be Didn't the elf come back to the demon just because he couldn't see him alone?To put it further, it is precisely because he does not want to see the devil alone that he appears in this world as an elf.In JJ's performance, the devil is a child who can't be said to stay, the elf leaves as soon as it leaves, it can't keep the elf, it can only fight hard on its own; but in Victor, Yuuri sees others s things.

do not leave me.His eyes are talking.

don't give up on me.His heart was also pleading.

Something flickered in his eyes, the most important sentence, even as an adult, he couldn't bear to say it.

--I need you.

Yuuri bit his lip and took Victor's hand behind his back.Victor laughed.He is beauty incarnate, a gift from heaven, and when he smiles at Yuuri, suddenly nothing is a problem anymore.Yuuri only cares about their tightly held hands.

"Dare you take the risk?" Viktor whispered in his ear, but Yuuri didn't answer him.The answer is obvious.They hold each other's hands, with Victor carrying him, and they embark on the biggest adventure of the day: if a performance is nothing special, why should it be remembered?

Jumping, jumping, running and spinning, as if Victor's body temperature provided him with inexhaustible motivation, he was no longer the boy who could only remember and mourn in his heart, he knew that what he lost was also mourned for him-no regrets, There are only more challenges left.He wants to jump more and faster, he and Victor seem to be the two sides of one soul, they share one thought, one goal, that is: keep going, never stop.

At that moment, he suddenly realized that he and Victor were both demons and elves.Victor and him have hurt each other and forgive each other. Without Victor, Katsuki Yuuri would never be the person he is now, so there is no more hesitation and bewilderment!As if two fires meet together, it will only cause more intense combustion, this moment is so short, but so long!

Take a good look at me, if only for the last time!See what has become of your soul-imparted flesh, and see clearly—Victor's favor and tenderness were not in vain, as I alone in the world can attest!

As if they were surrounded by light, they held each other like two people who had never been separated for a day since they were born. The more lingering the dance steps, the more intense the feelings in their hearts.

I don't want to stop, I can't stop, if I stop, it will all be over——

Victor, look at me, look at me one more time, for me, every look from you is a priceless treasure, don't look at others, just look at me!

As long as you still have a little strength, as long as you can move your body, you must continue!

But the last note will always come, but so what, the night of having it all, of giving it all for the stage I love, of dancing with Victor, will never be taken away.

he laughed.Yuuri remembers laughing and spinning, the lights of the stage and the dark audience turned into indifferent patches of color and spots, and he only had Victor in his eyes, and it has been like this for many years—his world was originally dark and dull until he met Victor became what he is today.

No more regrets and regrets.

When the music stopped, Yuuri knew that the wound in his heart had finally healed.He is no longer the missing boy, the grief in his heart is heard, and what he lost is made up for him little by little.

He wasn't whole from the start, and then Victor came and turned him into a living human being.Again and again.

He stood there, dizzy from the ringing in his ears, he almost fell, his hand stretched forward, pointing at the man who was kneeling in front of him.The god he was, if there's one thing Yuuri can't bear to part with, it's probably that Viktor isn't his god anymore - he knows his heart is mended, while Viktor is still broken, and now Viktor needs him it's time.

He was gasping for breath, the heat was creeping up his cheeks, his heart was pounding, thumping, and there were colorful spots in his eyes, wrapped in it was Victor's smiling face—he was still on one knee Kneeling at the end, as if he wanted to offer everything he had to Yuuri.Their positions have been flipped and Yuuri just wants to cry, he doesn't know why and there's no reason for it, it's an uncontrolled catharsis.His tears began to overflow and roll like crazy.Until Victor stood up, held his face in his hands, and rubbed his ears tenderly and intimately, he suddenly realized that the applause had not stopped since the music stopped, as if it was tireless, with cheers, whistles, and praises coming from all directions The ground surged, almost drowning him.

Yuuri stared blankly at Victor, all that, the applause and praise, seemed to be far away, irrelevant people and things, only Victor, only he was real, his vision was blurred because of tears pouring down, and because of Unable to stop laughing and more tears welling up...

"Yuuri," Viktor said, his breath shaky like never before, but it wasn't from fear but from excitement and a shudder in his heart, and he tried to smile, and Yuuri grabbed his arm so hard it hurt, "so happy?"

Yuuri stares at him, they look at each other, breath tangled like tree trunks and vines, and then, without knowing where or who started it, their lips touch.Amidst the blinding lights and cheers, they find each other and become one again.

"Oh my God!" Phichit shouted as he stood up crying, "My best friend is getting married!!!!!! Everyone! That's my best friend!!!!"

His voice was overshadowed, the two leading actors kissed in a real sense, which made the applause unprecedentedly high, this is probably the most enthusiastic day since the Blue Jay Theater was built, [-] spectators, everyone is desperate Even the hardest heart can't help but be touched by the applause. In the face of irrefutable beauty and overwhelming self-analysis, children and old people, men and women, seem to be no different.

Sara cried too, and she and Phichit looked at each other through tears. At that moment, no matter how much they hated each other, it didn't matter—they were just two equally shocked people.

The long-lasting applause was like a praise sung by more than 500 souls, floating over the theater, and it didn't stop until all the actors and staff were on the stage.

Amid such applause, Yuuri saw clearly the audience in the first row for the first time.He opened his mouth wide in surprise, but no words came out.Victor stood beside him, with his arms around his shoulders, and they both had arms full of flowers.

Phichit, Chengji, Guanghong, Sara and Mira, his friends are all here; his sister Mari and Minako-sensei, his family is also here.

"Her... sister..." Yuuri said out of breath, he was surrounded in the middle of the crowd, clinging to Victor but he didn't dare to look at him, his mind was in a mess, as if lack of oxygen.

"I invited them," Viktor whispers in his ear, "It's Yuuri's big deal."

His breath was so hot, as if reminding Yuuri not to forget everything just now, his kiss not only fell on Yuuri's lips, but also deeply burned on Yuuri's heart - there is no way to erase it, It will stay with Yuuri until he dies, maybe he won't even remember who he is, but he knows he will remember the kiss eventually.There was no reason, just ecstatic, emotional kisses with love and compassion.

When the 10-minute applause finally stopped, people began to leave the stage after thinking about the performance that will be called "making history" by later generations. Some of them had red noses, swollen eyes, and some lost their minds and walked Come and stumble, and those who accompany husbands, wives, lovers and family members, they hold each other's hands tightly, as if they will never be separated again.

Some people choose to stay at the end.

Mila Babicheva gathers together the overturned fried pork rinds on the floor—it's hard not to get overly excited when you see two people who are already secretly in love kissing.She puts the trash together, feeling like a fountain is bubbling in her mind—not just for Yuuri and Viktor, but for herself.

"Mila, hurry up!" The young people who sat next to her not long ago shouted loudly from the side of the stage, "Go backstage!" They were all waving at her and waiting.She nodded and said loudly, "Yes! I'll come right away! Throw away the trash—"

She walked towards the nearest trash can by the exit hallway.She threw the trash in and stood up, and her new friends had already made their way to the backstage entrance, looking back from time to time, craned their necks, to see if she was following.

She followed up with a smile, as if she had a sense, she stood upright, and took a last look at the auditorium.

"I'm very happy," a voice sounded beside her, very familiar, "I heard that you finally cheered up."

Surprised and delighted, Mira called the man's name.

"I knew you would come!" she said excitedly, looking at the slender figure who didn't know when to come beside her, "What do you think?"

The person looked at the stage, from top to bottom, and she smiled a little.

"Not bad." She said, nodding her head lightly, as if she was remembering, but she didn't seem to be thinking about anything. Her words seemed to be talking to herself, and Mira had time to capture a few scattered words. "Not being delayed by talent."

"So do you like it?" Mira asked with a smile. Although the other party was much older than herself, she knew very well that this man also had childish duplicity in his heart.

Sure enough, the man shrugged.

"He can do better," she said.