[Wei Yong] Looking for Lilia

Chapter 39 Lock Seal

Chapter 40

Victor found himself in a narrow boat, floating on a large lake.

This is a huge lake whose shore cannot be seen. Its depth is not comparable to the man-made backwater lakes in the park. Under the mirror-like lake surface, the turbulent eddies and undercurrents are silent. The sky is very gloomy, which makes the lake water reflect a black stone-like color.

He has no oars, so he can only stay where he is. Occasionally, there will be waves of water, and the boat will be gently pushed a little, and then stop quickly. Sometimes the side of the boat will dangerously brush past the melted and broken ice, but there is no capsizing danger.

So he lay down again, he was actually not the only one in the narrow cabin—Yuuri was there too, he was lying on his back with his hands folded on his stomach, he looked calm, only his eyes followed Victor's move by action.Victor lay on his side beside him, his hands under his head, watching him.Yuuri closed his eyes.

"We're in a dream, aren't we?" Victor said after a while, the moment was too quiet and he couldn't bear to disturb it.A flock of birds fluttered into the sky in the distance, Yuuri opened his eyes!He also rolled over to face Victor, tucking his arms under his head as he did.

"And if so?" he asked.

Victor was silent for a while, feeling very reluctant.

"Then I'll have no choice," he said, "I'll just go—wake up."

"But if you stay," Yuuri said, "we can stay here forever."

Victor looked at him, leaned up and kissed the tip of his nose.

"Forgive me," he said, "I just...I love you so much."

He woke up from the dream, and the moment he opened his eyes, the content of the dream was left behind by him.

Victor sat up in bed and covered his stinging eyes—the sun had stained the curtains golden, like French toast.He was hungry, and he ruffled his hair subconsciously.

Wait a moment, he suddenly remembered something: he didn't fall asleep alone, on this bed.Last night, when he closed his eyes, there was another person lying beside him, and the body temperature belonging to the other person has slowly subsided at this moment.

"...Yuuri?" he calls softly, his head hurting like it's about to burst. "Where are you?"

The room was quiet, he threw off the quilt and jumped out of the bed, he was only wearing a pair of black boxer briefs, which made his skin get goosebumps in protest.He went around the house twice - no, there was no sign of another person anywhere, not even the clothes from yesterday's closet were gone.Victor stared blankly for a while, a feeling of half bitterness and half disappointment came to mind.

It would be a false lie to say that he hadn't expected anything good to happen after last night--his purpose was not noble at all, it was just a ploy to be drunk and cornered, and It was full of risks, and now, the risks turned around, showing ferocious teeth, and bit him hard.

He shouldn't be too surprised by this.

Victor took a few deep breaths, his facial muscles had a tendency to tremble uncontrollably, if he was 20 years younger, he would have sat on the floor and burst into tears, but he just held on to the wardrobe door, forcing himself to stay calm down.

What should be the next step?There were such questions in his mind, but he couldn't answer himself.He just felt tired and maybe a little cold.At this moment, the doorknob turned, and a familiar head with tousled black hair poked in through the crack of the door.

It's Yuuri, still with Victor's phone slung over his shoulder, his glasses tilted to one side.He said, "...Victor?" Obviously he didn't expect Victor to be standing by the door, and was taken aback, "I heard you woke up...why are you standing...Wow!" He hurriedly turned his gaze away Turning on, it landed on the light switch on the wall, "You, why don't you wear clothes!" He kept facing the wall, and moved into the room like a crab sticking to the wall.

Victor was speechless, no, seriously, what is the right attitude at this time?He was suddenly at a loss.Should I ask "how are you feeling" or just say "hi" casually as usual?Or do nothing and start with a simple good morning kiss?It depends on where they are in their current relationship, whatever it is!It's definitely not what they were when they left the room last night, but he just wanted to know, in which direction did they change?

Yuuri moves into the room against the wall, and he starts circling the room, making up his mind not to look at Victor.He put the phone on the table.

"My mother called," he explained in a low voice, "you were still asleep, so I answered..."

Victor didn't know what to say for a moment, this is really... so weird, am I still dreaming?He suddenly had such an idea, so he became angry and didn't dare to express it, for fear of waking up the dream.

It looked too good to be true, and if it woke up, it probably wouldn't happen again.

"I left all the clothes to the hotel for dry cleaning." Yuuri said, busy with Victor on his back, he took out a set of clean clothes from the luggage bag and put them on Victor's bed. Twice on the pants. "That... I don't know if you wear it like this..." he said, "I'll get it back in a while, so..."

He swallowed, as if he was afraid that Victor would pick on his outfit, and Victor and him stared at each other for a moment, until Yuuri lowered his head, and he said, "Good enough for now." And he walked away In the past, he put on the clothes Yuuri had prepared—the moment the fabric touched his skin, he shivered.

Yuuri was happy to see him put on his clothes and return to the ranks of civilized people.

"Breakfast!" he said briskly, and finally he was able to meet Victor's eyes freely without looking for other places to fix his eyes. He opened the door and rushed out, and came back in a few seconds, holding a big one in his hand. An outrageous tray containing the biggest breakfast Victor has seen this week: a steaming pot of fresh coffee, finger cakes in small silver cups, thick stacks of egg pancakes with strawberries and syrup, There was also a bottle of honey, a plate of scrambled eggs, two cheesecakes, and a stack of mini muffins.He took all these in, and his ears slowly turned red under Victor's gaze.

"That," he stammered, "I took a little of everything..." He glanced at Victor, who half-opened his mouth, showing a rare expression of dull reaction, "I thought you I'll sleep for a while." He explained, "If you're late, you won't have breakfast."

Victor watched him clumsily put the tray on the table, and a bold idea burst into his mind.

"Yuuri," he said, gathering his words slowly, "are you going to… make me have breakfast in bed?"

Yuuri's face flushed red all of a sudden, as if he could see the heat rising from the top of his head, like the spout of a boiling kettle.

He looked around uncomfortably. "Well," he said vaguely, "almost."

Viktor felt something in his body swell with joy—his heart was full of happy factors, and they rubbed against each other to produce more of the same kind.He goes to the table and sits down, and Yuuri starts pouring coffee into his cup, and adds three cubes of sugar, a spoonful of condensed milk—he remembers!Victor felt that he was about to explode with happiness. When they were young, Victor used to be a crazy sugar addict, but Yakov and Lilia never let him eat sweets as he wanted, so he secretly replaced the milk in the milk jug at home. It became condensed milk.It was the most childish thing he could ever remember doing, everyone knew Victor was born to be bold and reckless, he always had a reason, but only this one, for pure appetite, like all children.Victor watched Yuuri's movements, and there was a feeling of warmth flowing in his heart.

"Aren't you going to eat?" He watched as Yuuri poured his coffee and sat aside.

"I've eaten," Yuuri said, "I woke up early because I was kind of... that..." He faltered again, "Back hurts."

Victor's hands shaking the mini muffins, he felt himself blushing too, how could that be?he asked himself.

"Does it still hurt?...Let me see."

"Don't!" Yuuri stood up abruptly, and moved out of Viktor's reach, at a speed that didn't look like a person with a backache. "It's all right now, let's have your breakfast."

Viktor had to start eating breakfast again, the coffee was sweet, exactly as he remembered it, when he snuck Yuuri's hand into the kitchen and said "Tell you a secret" to him furtively The ones that came out, the mini muffins and finger pancakes were delicious too, the scrambled eggs were a bit cold, but the egg pancakes were so delicious they made you want to scream, he ate them as he sneaked a look at Yuuri, their sneaky eyes met in mid-air Staggered again - Yuuri was also watching him secretly, he couldn't help but smiled at Yuuri, Yuuri quickly looked away.

"What's the matter with Hiroko?" He asked while eating, the sugar content in this meal was definitely beyond the standard, the sweet taste seemed to flow into his blood vessels, the honey was thickly wrapped around his heart, he couldn't even breathe It's a sweet taste.

Suddenly being called, Yuuri, who was wandering, was startled, he straightened his back involuntarily, and put his hands on his knees, "It's nothing," he said, "It means they went to see Yuri's performance, because Yakov Going to the hospital that day - he's fantastic - and asking if you're going back this year, and Yakov's medical checkup is fine." He said it in a debriefing tone that sounded inconsequential.Victor smiled at him.

"How did you explain to her that you were with me?" he asked, a little wickedly wanting to see Yuuri blushing and flustered even more, and sure enough, he got his wish.

"She, she she, she didn't ask..." Yuuri stammered, "So I don't have... nothing good... I mean... me and you'..."

He couldn't go on, based on Victor's understanding of him, he wanted to say "I have nothing to do with you", but obviously after last night, there can be any relationship between them, except "nothing", he thought of this Dot, feel more relaxed, even a little flattered.

"What do you want to do after dinner?" Victor asked.

"I don't know..." Yuuri said, "I wanted to go to Mira's house, I got her address..." He stopped there, "But if you have other plans," he said Hastily added, "Just do that."

Viktor scrutinized him, this feeling—like Yuuri was flattering him, just because they slept?It made Viktor feel a little... a little uneasy.But it was better than waking up to find him gone.

"That's it," he said, swallowing the last of the pancakes and picking up the scrambled eggs that were completely cold—he was going to eat them all, "and go."

He smiles at Yuuri, and Yuuri, infected by him, laughs too.

"Yeah!" he said.

That looks so cute.