F[YOI Yuri Doujin]

After spending the whole afternoon, Yuri finally changed the study into a bedroom, and by the way cleaned up the messy kitchen

Looking at the time, Yuri put on his jacket, ready to go to the ice rink to pick up Rin who practiced independently

After 15 minutes, Yuri arrived at the ice rink and found a person standing at the entrance

Just as he was about to say hello, the man seemed to feel it, and shook his head with his back turned to Yuri

Yuri walked up to him in a strange way, and looked at the only person left on the empty ice rink through the glass window

It may be because there is no one else, the music is played to the loudest

Listening to the familiar melody, looking at the people skating on the ice, Yuri didn't have much expression, and said lightly: "Confused...can't find the direction...doubt..."

The people around Yuri also looked at the figure in the field, and said with a smile: "Yes. That is Yuuri's life, Yuuri's love, not his. It may be our influence, Rin, he has never had his own style So much so that now, he seems to have lost the meaning of figure skating.”

"What does figure skating mean to you?"

The man thought for a while, but didn't answer, and asked instead, "What about you?"

"In the beginning, I persisted because of my grandfather. Later, I found that I couldn't leave the ice rink more and more. Without the ice rink, I couldn't find myself." The corners of Yuri's mouth rose slightly, and his eyes seemed to be contains many emotions

“I, I never asked myself what figure skating is to me. It wasn’t until I met Yuuri that I realized that figure skating is not actually a competition, nor is it a sport that can be measured by points. It is... something that will bring happiness and happiness to people. It will connect all those who like and love it tightly together. Figure skating, these words, already include me For most of my life, it's kind of scary to think about it like this. But, I never regret it. I don't regret that I met it, I'm glad that I got to meet it"

Yuri glanced at Victor who was standing beside him, and suddenly smiled: "It seems that there are not many times standing by your side."

Victor also smiled: "Well. You used to be chasing me, but now you have already surpassed me." Victor asked again: "What does it feel like? Looking at yourself in the past"

"...very naive, clumsy, anxious, and at a loss..." Yuri turned his eyes back to the people in the field, with tenderness in his eyes: "but he is very charming and beautiful. He needs someone to guide him, maybe He will rise to a height that none of us can reach"

Victor looked at Yuri's expression, reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "My Rin, I'll leave it to you."

Yuri turned his head and looked into Victor's eyes, with a firm tone in his voice: "Yeah."

"Also," Yuri turned his head away, not looking at Victor, his ears were a little red: "Thank you back then, and there is pork cutlet rice bowl"

Victor seemed a little surprised, and then put on his signature heart-shaped smile: "Yeah!"

"Why are you laughing so disgustingly, Baldy..."

"You are still as awkward as ever, Yurio!" Victor pressed Yuri's shoulder

"Don't wrinkle my clothes, bastard!"

Today, from the beginning of practice, Rin's heart has been unable to settle down

Rin wears earphones and slides slowly in the crowded arena, hoping that YurionICE, which touched many people, can give him peace

no use...

no use...

Can't calm down...

why, why on earth

why i go to the ice rink

why i do figure skating

what is my motivation...

what do i want...

I do not understand

no direction...

Even with earphones on, I can still hear the sound of the skates slicing across the ice

It's noisy

Rin frowned slightly, jumping up and down one after another

The movements are no longer proficient

what am i missing

What am I missing?

I don't know……

Rin felt like he was walking on a dark and endless path, with no lights ahead and no companions beside him.Only the sound of my tireless and unstoppable footsteps echoed in my ears

The people in the arena dispersed, Rin took off the earphones, turned on the speaker, and slid YurionICE over and over again throughout the entire arena

who will...

who will...

Help

I do not want……

I don't want to go on like this...

In the dark surroundings, where the road under my feet leads to, I don't know...

Just a little light, please, someone...

Suddenly, Rin heard the sound of skating that did not belong to him

Rin raised his head and stared blankly at a person who came towards him bit by bit against the light from the place where he entered the arena.

Rin stopped, looked at that person, tears suddenly fell down the side of her face uncontrollably

"Idiot, why are you crying?" Yuri slid to Rin's side, reaching out to wipe his tears

Tears fell more and more, but Rin's expression did not change at all.When he opened his mouth, there was a hoarse voice: "Yuri...brother..."

Yuri took Rin's hand and led him to the place where the mobile phone was placed on the sidelines

Yuri picked up the phone: "Someone told me not to compare yourself with other people's lives"

Saying so without turning off the music

Rin raised his hand to wipe the tears off his face, lowered his head and asked, "Who is it?"

"My grandfather." Yuri raised Rin's face and looked at him seriously: "You are you. You are Rin Nikiforov. Isn't this reason enough?"

With tears in her eyes, Rin looked at Yuri in a daze

"You are Rin Nikiforov." Yuri patted the corner of Rin's eyes with his thumb: "You are the holder of the record for the triple championship in the junior group. You are the son of Victor Nikiforov and Katsuki Yuuri. You are one of the most important people to me, Yuri Prisetti. You don’t have to look for anything, the only meaning of your existence and your standing on the ice rink is because you want to let the world know that you are you”

Rin's tears tend to come out again

Yuri smiled: "Don't cry. Turn it off. This is Yuuri Katsuki's life, and your life needs to be written by yourself"

Rin took the phone and lightly pressed the stop button

Yuri stretched out his hand, took him into his arms, put his hand on his head, and said nothing

"Brother Yuri...you..." Rin suddenly said

Yuri looked down at the person in his arms, with a rare gentle tone: "Huh?"

"You know what I'm thinking...?" Rin asked

"You look like that, anyone can see it." Yuri smiled: "But I really didn't expect that you could cry. You are really the same as Victor."

"Huh? Dad?"

"Yeah. Don't look at that guy's stupid look all day long, he's sentimental"

Rin's nose was red, and she smiled with tears

"And..." Yuri looked at Rin: "And, I've seen you like this before"

"Huh? Who?" Rin rubbed his eyes

Yuri took Rin's hand from rubbing his eyes, took out a tissue from his pocket, and wiped his tears: "I"

Rin froze: "...Huh?"

"What? Don't allow me to be young and easy to make mistakes!?" Yuri pretended to be fierce, thought for a while, and then said: "Well... I remember Yakov said that Viktor did the same thing some time ago -"

"Okay, let's call it a day!" Victor's voice came suddenly: "Yulio, Rin is my son no matter what, his father should tell him about his father? ... Cough ... I think Rin is still young, Yuuri and I should raise him for a while..."

"Good idea!" Yuri glared at Victor viciously.

Rinnikiforov: "...?"

Yuri pulled Rin: "Go home"

"Eh!? Don't ignore me!" Victor shouted behind the two of them, "I came here to deliver Rin's luggage myself."

"Get your luggage out of the car, you can go." Yuri looked at Victor gloomyly

Victor shook his head: "Too ruthless, too ruthless"

Rin thought for a while, then suddenly said, "Dad"

There was a burst of hope in Victor's eyes: "Hey! My son is here!"

"If you are fine in the future, don't come to see me training again."

Victor looks like he's been hit

The three of them went outside, and Victor stood aside with Rin, watching Yuri carry the suitcase unhappily by himself.

"Rin." Victor said, "Did you find it? What you were looking for"

Rin turned to look at Victor, and then at Yuri in front: "...no"

Victor looked at Rin, and suddenly laughed: "But, you won't be confused anymore, will you?"

Rin looked at Yuri and smiled softly: "Yeah. I saw the light. Although it's a little far away and a little dark, but..."

Viktor raised his hand to rub Rin's hair, and didn't let him continue: "That's enough. Yuuri and I haven't said anything to you all this time. We feel that there is something missing in your performance. It's really strange, Yuuri and I obviously have a better understanding of music and performance, but you are a bit more skilled. But since you have a direction, I can rest assured."

Victor turned around, put his hands on Rin's shoulders, and looked straight into his eyes: "No matter what time it is, you can't give up. This is the tradition of our figure skaters."

Rin nodded with a smile

Victor smiled and stuck his forehead to his son

"Let me be a coolie alone, the father-son relationship here is very good." Yuri looked at the two of them.

Rin quickly walked up to Yuri and waved to his father: "Goodbye, Dad!"

Viktor Nikiforov: "..."

I'm your father, you still know

Son, why are you so ruthless!