[Wei Yong] Looking for Lilia

A mixed expression of stunned, annoyed, and wanting to laugh stayed on Victor's face for half a minute, and finally transformed into a [-]% "helpless".

"……what?"

"Oh—gosh—" Yuuri groaned, "I must be dead—"

"You're 'going' to die," Viktor mutters, grabbing both of Yuuri's wrists, "Yuuri?"

"You don't understand," Yuuri said, "this must be my personal reward from heaven—or hell's personal punishment—so that I see what I most want to see happen to me!" He rocks Victor's head back and forth Shoulder, "Do you understand?"

"Got it, you need a Bible," Victor replied, "the real one, not the one with coloring pages and snakes and big eyes like Bugs Bunny."

Yuuri looked at him seriously.Victor responded with a helpless, soft, wet smile.

"Oh my God," Yuuri said softly, suddenly feeling out of breath, "You're real."

It's real, the shivers of the wind blowing through his drenched back, Viktor's scorching body heat and breath, and his hands clutching Yuuri's waist—it's real, just like the stars, the lake, and the The mountains above are as real as the jungle behind them.

"God," Yuuri said, "I—I—I want to lie down." He hugged Viktor and rested his head on his shoulder, and Viktor didn't say a word, just combed Yuuri with his fingers carelessly Wet hair.They just sat like this for maybe 10 minutes, Yuuri listening to the silent surge of the lake in the dark night, Viktor's heart beating hard and firmly in his chest, beating...

"...you're real," Yuuri says, flush starting to creep up his pale face, and he's starting to feel overwhelmed—what did Viktor say?He seems to have said...

"I love you." Victor said, the starlight shone on his face, like a soft silver veil, everything became hazy, and even Yuuri couldn't tell whether it was the effect of the night or Victor's The eyes are always so bright? "It's always been you and no one else. You're the love of my life, and," Yuuri added, before he could go on to say something else that was annoying, destructive, "if you don't believe..." He tilted his head back and leaned forward Went to Yuuri's mouth and kissed lightly, "I hope this helps you a little."

Yuuri is still in shock, he's just regained some body control, able to keep his eye muscles from staring nervously, but it's still not enough for him to react right away.Victor put his arms around his waist, and he vaguely remembered that when they were young, when he was less than ten years old, he used to sit on Victor's lap like this, was that really the two of them?Or is it that before you know it, it's already a completely different Victor and Yuuri?

"I...I..." Yuuri's lips twisted, uttering a few fragmented words, "It's not..."

"Need more evidence?" Victor said, smiling, the touch of his lips still clearly on Yuuri's mouth, a feeling in his veins starting to become sharp and clear, more and more clear.

"No...not..." Yuuri stammered, "but you said..."

"I love you" - Victor just said this sentence, this is not a bar full of people, there is no one who can be mistaken, it's just the two of them, the two of them, and the starry sky, and the starry sky in the water Reflection, as romantic as a love movie starring Sandra Bullock.

There is no way to misunderstand Victor's words, he said "I love you".

Tears well up involuntarily—an entirely different impulse, and Yuuri feels his mind go blank.He held Victor's face carefully like a little girl opening a box to see her beloved Barbie for the first time—if this was a dream, he didn't want to wake it up.He touched Viktor's lips lightly, it was cold, but the kiss on Yuuri's mouth was hot.

"Oh—" Yuuri let out a long breath, his lips trembling, "but..." He wanted to kiss Viktor, but it was all too out of the ordinary, as if this Viktor had become a stranger too, and He didn't dare to kiss him without authorization.

"Looks like you do need more encouragement," Victor said with a smile, "if you don't mind..." His words were choked.Yuuri leaned down quickly and kissed him, and at the same time, fresh, hot tears fell from his eyes onto Viktor's cheek.

"You're real," Yuuri murmured, "You're real..."

"Not only am I real," Victor said, "I'm yours. Only yours."

Damn, he is real.She was so embarrassed that she had no grace at all, but she was still beautiful and touching, and there was nothing more real.

"I might have to prove it again," Yuuri whispered, looking down, and their lips met again, then snapped apart, as if they were a pile of luscious fresh strawberry ice cream, the heat of which would melt him— — Victor looked up and they kissed again.

"Again," he demanded, "now I'm a little unsure, too."

So they continued to kiss each other's lips, kissing the cruel, sweet reality, and after an unknown amount of time, they looked at each other, smiling unconsciously, and Yuuri felt his eyes get sore again.

"I love you so much," he said softly.

"Okay, it's going to make me sound corny and boring," Victor said, "but I love you too." His hard-fought smile lasted for less than a second, "You're the worst thing that happened to me." Good thing - you weird, pretty little crybaby."

I don't know how long it took before Yuuri and Victor came back to their senses from the heat wave of love. Both of them were frozen through, shivering on this June night with only a trace of coolness left, their bloodless faces showed With a smirk that only someone who has just fallen in love can understand, the two of them stand on the pebble beach, holding hands tightly, this is the first time Yuuri clearly realizes that he and Viktor are holding hands, and he knows why: love each other People do it all the time, so it's no surprise.

Fart, all of these, these kisses and mutual confessions, these touching love words and sparkling smiles, and this romantic and silent night, none of it is not strange, Yuuri is sure there is a part of himself that will never stop Suspecting that you are living in a dream, it cannot be true, but it is true.

He squeezed Victor's hand tightly in the dark.

"Where are we?" He looked around, the bridge he fell looked like a dark shadow in the night far away from him.

"I think we're about two kilometers away from it," Victor replied.

"how……"

"I broke the window and got you out, and we floated here," Victor replied, "The current is strong." When he said this, he used a tone that was absent-minded, and it was completely matter-of-fact, Answering the question, not saying a word about his own feelings, filled Yuuri with a terrible feeling that he didn't know how to describe: he didn't know anything about what Victor said, he must have passed out by drowning— He might even be in shock—he couldn't imagine how Victor felt when he was struggling in the water holding his unconscious self, especially when he thought he was committing suicide.Looking back now, he thought it was an illusion, but he did seem to hear Victor begging himself to live incoherently.

God, this is so embarrassing.Now Victor's anger not long ago suddenly became very understandable.He thought that Yuuri was dead—and he chose to die in order to escape, anyone would collapse, let alone Victor—his bottom line had been challenged by Yuuri repeatedly, and finally broke the last string tonight.

Victor has always been personable and confident, and before tonight, his most gaffe-like side was just silently smoking a cigarette, which gave Yuuri the illusion that nothing could defeat him.This once made him feel frustrated—only God is invincible, right?He couldn't imagine how far the distance between himself and Victor was, but at this moment, Victor had already disarmed and surrendered to him, but he didn't feel any sense of victory in his heart.He only feels irreparable pain, and knows that this pain will remain in his body forever, becoming a part of him, reminding him all the time: Victor can be fragile, as long as you know his Achilles heel.

His Achilles' heel is me.Yuuri thought, heart pounding.Of all the unbelievable things that happened tonight, this one was the most amazing.Maybe it was because he was silent for too long, or because he was too focused on the lake, Victor took his hand and clenched it tightly.He stands in front of Yuuri, preventing him from staring at the lake.

"Yuuri." He smiled, "Are you okay?" He didn't ask Yuuri what he was thinking, nor did he ask why he fell into the water, a thoughtfulness that accelerated the heat of embarrassment.

"…Of course," Yuuri replied, smiling back quickly, "Now what?"

"I don't know..." Viktor said, "I think the quickest way is to walk back..." He glanced at the direction the water was coming from, and to Yuuri everything ten meters away was pitch black—his glasses It must have been lost in the water. "Can you go?"

Yuuri was silent, his eyes wandering over Viktor's arm - a gash protruding from the cuff, the wound was soaked white in the water - and after a moment he shook his head.

"I think so," Victor said, "then we'll have to use a backup plan."

He points to the lake in the opposite direction from the bridge, and along his arm Yuuri can vaguely see a lakeside cottage.

As a vigilant horror fan, Yuuri immediately refused: "...not going."

But he goes anyway—his new boyfriend is good at convincing with his eyes, and he has a lot of strength.

"This is the beginning of "The House by the Lake 2"-there are always stupid couples going where they shouldn't go..." Yuuri was dragged by Victor, mumbling in his mouth, Victor stopped in his footsteps, and Yuuri bumped his head on his back. "What's wrong?"

"...It's okay." Victor replied, looking extremely excited, he grinned so hard that his mouth formed a heart shape, "I'm just happy."

The two of them walked towards the cabin quietly and silently for 5 minutes, and Yuuri didn't realize what he had said until he stood at the door of the cabin.

What couples...

His ears were on fire.