Talk romance

Chapter 1

In the next day, again, in the same place, Yuri Plisetsky and Dora-nikov went over. They walked throughout the skyline of Moscow, where they saw from the Red Square.

"Never underestimate the life there. It is very special, isn't it?"

They kept walking on and on. In the street, everything went over the line out of there. Dora-nikov and Yurio had got a long breathe.

"(Haizz ...)"

"Realistic please, you need to verify everything on itself. Psss ..."

They walked along and they took something to see within. They did know that well, and they had a strong sense of it along with them too. But that's another topic for them.

When they came along in the street, Yuri Plisetsky suddenly received a call from someone. He and Nikov were about to go into a car where they would have a drive. Yurio knew it was an international call so he listened 'bout it. For some sake? Could be.

"Hello?"

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"Oh, I listen it, I do understand."

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"I'll help you in this time, for some reason."

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"Da."

The call ended. It was followed with Dora-nikov's question towards Yuri Plisetsky: "(What have you received? Who called you?)"

"Мой друг." (A friend of mine.) Yurio said quietly: "I suggest we need a clear clarify for it."

He got into the car with Nikov, where he and Nikov would continue to work on it. As they both needed money for their training on the ice rink, they had to do other jobs. They wanted to tell something? Might be so, for it.

For them, they needed to deal in something and they needed to do so. Not surprised for them though. And they just got through again. For sometimes.

And they just went up into the car, and drove through ...

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"私たちはちょっと後に会うことができますか, Yuri P.?" (Can we meet anytime, Yuri P.?)

"Oh, I listen it, I do understand. Now, tell me, what do you want from me?"

"I just ... want to tell a goodbye, though ..."

"So what's your point?"

"I think, I just want to apologize you for something ..."

"Really, for?"

"Devastanya ... I ... guess."

"Hhmmm ... I'll help you this time, for some reason."

"I don't know, but ... thanks for telling."

"Fine."

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Yuri Plisetsky had felt to be hunted from it. He knew the voice, but he sought to ignore it. However, he had no clear answer for this at all, because, he didn't want to face it for some reason.

He knew her voice!

But, as now, he had to begin to chase over it. Chase, chase and chase it ... and he didn't get over it. He didn't want to say something, but ...

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"Hey!"

Yurio's phone rang. It was now Otabek's call. He answered to Otabek:

"What do you want, Otabek?"

"For some of my business tracks. What are you doing?"

"I am not finishing. Let me deal with it."

Yurio quickly shut the phone down, and he went quiet again. This might be because of his difficulty on the current situation over it. Now, he read the letter, and began to think on it for some reason.

Some reasons?

That story ...