deep in the sky

"According to tonight's SBS "Inkigayo" segment ratings display value (the highest is close to 20%), G-Dragon's debut created the highest segment ratings of "Inkigayo" in 5 years, highlighting his top Korean idol Unshakable popularity."

Lee Seung-hyun lay lazily on the large beach chair, scanned the screen with his fingertips, and browsed through today's latest entertainment news.

Throwing the phone casually on the low table aside, Lee Seung-hyun picked up a glass of beautiful red pomegranate juice from the low table, took a sip, and looked at the distance where the gradually darkening sky and the blue sea gradually intersected Chengxian, squinting his eyes comfortably.

"I said I couldn't find it after searching everywhere, Seunghyun oppa, why did you come here to hide?"

Lee Seung-hyun raised his eyelids, and a hot beauty in a candy blue bikini was smiling sweetly at him.

Cursing the corners of his lips, Li Shengxuan said with a smile: "I'm a little tired, why don't Ms. Cui play a little longer?"

"I told you not to call me Miss Cui, Xue'ai, call me Xue'ai." Cui Xue'ai pouted her full red lips slightly, "We all played together all afternoon, because we should be friends now."

"Okay, Xue Aixi." Li Shengxuan shrugged, "Did you have fun today? Uncle Cui asked me to take you to play, if there is something that is not taken care of, please bear with me."

"No, we all had a great time today." Cui Xueai shook her head like a rattle, with a girlish charm, "It's just that Shengxuan oppa, you don't seem to be very interested... Is it because you are not feeling well? I also want oppa to play volleyball with us again."

"Ah, sorry, I did—"

"Shengli answered the phone——Shengli answered the phone—" the thin baby voice suddenly sounded.

Lee Seung-hyun smiled apologetically at Cui Xueli, then picked up the mobile phone that was placed on the low table beside him, and pressed the connect button.

"Brother Zhilong?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I really have something to do, so I couldn't make it back to brother's first stage, I'm sorry."

"Well... I still have something to do..."

"Celebration party? Later, if you have time."

"No? Well, I'll come over as soon as possible."

"Well, you guys play first."

"Shengxuan oppa..." Cui Xueai bit her lower lip, her beautiful eyes were full of reluctance, "Shengxuan oppa, are you leaving?"

Li Shengxuan turned sideways, looked at Cui Xueai who was waiting at the side, and shook his head: "No."

Then she showed some white teeth and said with a smile, "Didn't you say you were going to play volleyball? Let's go."

"Zhilong, is Shengli on the phone?" Li Hyuksu looked at his good brother sitting on the couch, "When will he come?"

Quan Zhilong shook his head: "I don't know, Victory is still busy..." After a pause, his voice became lighter again, "But he said that he will come over as soon as possible after he finishes his work."

Choi Seung-hyun took a big sip of champagne, gave a 'tsk', raised his eyebrows and said, "So is Seungri, we all know that today is Zhilong's first stage, and he's the only one who didn't come. Hey, wait for him to come later, Brother help you teach him a good lesson."

Dong Yongpei, who was sitting on the other side, sighed after hearing the words: "Zhilong, don't blame Shengli, you know, he is always so busy..."

Jiang Shenglou firmly held the mobile phone in his pocket, moved his butt anxiously, and tried his best to put on a flat expression—just now, he received a text message from a friend: Loud, I seem to be I saw VIxi on the XX beach!

Quan Zhilong did not respond to the group of friends, but poked his head, once again focused his gaze on the gate, muttering: "It will come, it will come..."

Quan Zhilong was still drunk in the end.

Drunk.

It was already 2 o'clock in the morning when he was carried back to the dormitory by his three brothers, but he didn't stop, writhing his limbs on the bed, yelling persistently: "Where is the victory? Give me the victory!"

"Give him to me!"

"Stop yelling, Zhilong, victory is not here." Dong Yongpei bent down and put Quan Zhilong's mess back on the other side.

"Yes, stop yelling at Zhilong." Cui Shengxuan leaned against the wall on one side, and his deep voice sounded slowly, "The neighbors will have to come down and knock on the door later, so they can't sleep because of the noise."

"Give me the victory... tell that kid to come here!" Quan Zhilong turned over and still shouted relentlessly.

Jiang loudly approached with a bowl of steaming hot juice: "Brother Zhilong, drink some hangover soup first, or you will feel very uncomfortable."

"Where is victory? I want victory, victory, victory, victory!"

"There is no victory here." Cui Shengxuan took the bowl from Jiang Dalou's hand, and signaled Dong Yongpei with his eyes to help Quan Zhilong up and lean on the bed, "You drink something to sober up first."

Quan Zhilong shook his head, pursed his mouth: "I don't drink."

"I'll find victory for you after you drink it."

Quan Zhilong tilted his head, looked at the elder brother whose face was sinking like water, and asked suspiciously: "Really?"

Choi Seung-hyun nodded.

After a few gulps of 'Gudong Gudong', Quan Zhilong drank a bowl of hangover soup in one gulp, and then continued: "Where is the victory?"

Dong Yongpei frowned, looked at the juice that Quan Zhilong drank too quickly, wiped the corners of his lips with a tissue, and then sighed: "We have already called Shengli just now. , The mobile phone has been turned off, it may be out of battery. I also contacted Brother Zhenggen, and he didn't know where the victory was."

After a pause, Dongyong and Pei Fu persuaded again: "Zhilong, don't be too angry with Shengli. It is true that he did something wrong this time, but that kid may be really busy, so..."

"I see."

Quan Zhilong turned around and buried his head in the quilt.

Jiang bit his lips loudly, and said with some unease: "Brother Zhilong, you..." But in the next second, Cui Shengxuan restrained his wrist, and his eyes signaled the other party not to speak again.

"That Zhilong, let's go first. If you feel uncomfortable, just call out."

"Squeak—" As the bedroom door gradually closed, the whole room fell into a dark silence.

After a while, there was a thin sound from inside the quilt, the sound became louder and louder, and gradually converged into one soft sob after another, which became clearer and clearer in the entire enclosed space.

Quan Zhilong swore he didn't want to cry.

Although he has a sensitive personality and is prone to inexplicable sentimentality, as a man, he doesn't want to cry himself—and he doesn't like Victory very much.

But from night to now, he has been restrained for a long time, and he can no longer suppress the grievance and sadness in his heart, and he returned to his room, and there is no one else around, so it won't hurt his G-Dragon's face. Won't he be allowed to cry by himself for a while?

He was really wronged.

He could no longer bear this inner torment, even for a second.

Although he did not tell Shengli that he must come to his first stage, but everyone came, and according to Shengli's cleverness, he must also know that he wants him to come...

And Shengli didn't give up on him when he was so down and down, nor did he look down on him, instead he always stayed with him, was so gentle and kind to him, must he be very important in Shengli's heart, right?

Otherwise, according to Shengli's indifferent temperament, how could he take care of someone he doesn't like so carefully?

When I was preparing clothes and putting on makeup in the background, I saw all my friends and family members coming, but I couldn’t see Victory, so I couldn’t help calling him, and Victory said that he was busy. I'm busy, maybe I won't be able to come, it would be a lie to say I'm not disappointed——

That was the day when I stood up again after falling down, it was the first time in my life as a new solo singer to step on the first stage...

After repeated inquiries, he finally got negative news, and the grievance in his chest gradually swelled up, but he could bear it for a while—after all, it was his own stage, and there was a celebration party after the stage.

He comforted himself, when Victory comes at the celebration party, he must teach him a good lesson, and then talk to him well, let Victory see that although Quan Zhilong fell, he stood up again, he did not Yield, or that talented G-Dragon.

But the reality gave him a loud slap in the face.

As time passed, his heart became more and more anxious. He kept looking at the door, hoping that in the next second, the person he was familiar with would appear from behind the door.

He began to call frequently to urge Victory, but he was still able to get through at first, and the other party also promised to come over as soon as he finished his work, but

After urging again and again, I can no longer call the other party - the phone has been turned off.

For the rest of his life, Quan Zhilong was unwilling to think about those few hours. In those few hours, his pride and self-esteem were completely wiped out by Li Shengxuan.

In the early days, he was sitting on a couch in a party, surrounded by his friends. It was inevitable, no, to be precise, according to the usual routine, he began to look towards the people around him. Friends showing off his victory.

How good-looking Seungri is, how good he is at making money, and how gentle and considerate he is to him—that is, Seungri did not leave him when he was at his worst. There is no shortage of topics in the month's friends gathering.

His victory didn't come now because he was a little busy, and he would definitely come later, victory promised him.

Victory must have prepared a great gift for him. In previous years, Victory would prepare gifts that fit his heart for him on birthdays, Christmas, and New Years—this time, for such a special event, Victory will definitely prepare a gift that everyone will envy. Unbelievable gift.

Until he couldn't get through the phone anymore, Quan Zhilong was really completely dumbfounded.

He was very sad and wronged, G-Dragon, who was born to be omnipotent, didn't even dare to look at the expressions of his friends.

He felt that he was so pitiful, especially when a friend tried to say good things about Victory, he almost couldn't help crying.

He really couldn't think of anything more important than his first stage. It's fine if he didn't come to the first stage, but why didn't he come to the celebration party?

No matter what kind of compensation there will be in the future, but after today is over, it will no longer be his first stage, nor will it be his first stage celebration party...

Quan Zhilong turned over in the bed, his limbs curled up into a ball, and the emotions he had been suppressing surged up. Those waiting, those restlessness, and those wanderings all fermented in his body, flowed along the blood, and flowed into the heart. , and then flowed from the heart to the limbs, and flooded into his mind.

Finally he couldn't help crying aloud.

He never thought that one day he would complain about victory.

The [Resentment] accumulated in his body bit by bit in the past years quietly awakened at this moment, and they gradually gathered into a raging [Hate], roaring and sweeping his whole body, dragging him into the abyss.

Maybe the next day these emotions will slowly quiet down, and with the return of his reason, he will fall into a deep sleep again.

But at this moment, he was extremely sober.

He hates winning.

I hate him for being so good to me at one moment, and then being so bad at the same time.

Hate him for easily manipulating his emotions, but he just watched with cold eyes.

Hate his gentleness, hate his indifference.

Hate his enthusiasm, hate his alienation.

Hate him for letting himself—

one heaven one hell

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