deep in the sky

"Tattoo."

Lee Seung-hyun lay on the slightly hard wooden work chair with his legs crossed, turned his head slightly, and looked at the French window blurred by rain on one side, tapping rhythmically with his fingers resting on the armrest.

It has been more than two months since the scandal of eating with Mizuhara Kiko was exposed for no reason last time.

The impact of this scandal can't be said to be too bad, but it's not too good either.

The BIGBANG Special Edition album, which was originally expected to be launched in Japan in early April, was postponed to the end of April, and the reaction of fans has also calmed down over time - some fans who ate at the same place that day took photos and uploaded them to social networks, indicating that they were not Date alone.

Even though the dust has settled on this matter, Lee Seung-hyun faintly smelled a hint of danger.

Counting the previous life, he has been in this complicated circle for more than ten years. He is familiar with many rules in this circle, and his past experience has also given him a more sensitive sense of touch than ordinary people.

The timing of this scandal was too coincidental—it was at a time when bigbang was about to vigorously promote its influence in Japan.

Lee Seung-hyun originally speculated that Suwon Kiko's company was doing something to hype his new drama, but based on the long-term cooperation relationship between the two, the other party should not be in a stalemate with him for such a small profit.

What happened this time was too strange. After the reception that day, it was just a whim of the year that he went to dinner with some friends he knew well. How did the people from the newspaper know in advance and follow along?

This sudden incident was not within Li Seung-hyun's control. The scandal had already been exposed, so Li Seung-hyun asked Hayakawa Akinobu to check some news of the day, and the news he got surprised him a bit.

Among them, there is Quan Zhilong's handwriting.

However, the trouble is that besides Quan Zhilong, there is another force involved in it, which is the force behind the Friday club. If it goes further up, the news is blocked, and it is unknown who did it.

Lee Seung-hyun recalled the big and small twists and turns experienced by bigbang in Japan in his previous life, and he had to suspect that it was some means adopted by the Japanese entertainment industry to curb the vigorous export of Hallyu in recent years.

If things are really as he thinks, then they must be more cautious in their subsequent activities in Japan.

As for Quan Zhilong——

Long blue sky, bright golden sun, lush fresh trees.

A beautiful girl in a white dress, a smiling white face, and a choked throat.

And the scorching hot liquid that burned his skin.

The fragments of those memories that are not too long ago are like the rainy night outside the window, wrapped in wet water vapor, clearly emerging one by one at this moment.

There was a slight pause with the fingertips tapping the armchair, Li Seung-hyun closed his eyes, and the subtle emotions lingering in his chest turned into a sigh.

After all... he overestimated himself.

"Beep beep."

There was a rustling sound from the entrance, and then a very light footstep came towards Li Shengxuan from far and near.

Lee Seung-hyun did not open his eyes.

The eldest brother is busy filming, the sun brother is busy practicing in the company, the loud brother sent a text message before, and promised to go back to the dormitory after eating, and will definitely not go home—today is May 2011, 5.

Lee Seung Hyun never wanted that kind brother to experience such a dark and painful trauma again, for this reason he even specially called the company employee who had dinner with Loudou today, and warned him not to let Loudun touch his car.

"Have you had dinner yet?" Quan Zhilong walked around behind the chair, his thin white shirt curved beautifully with his straight back, "I brought some from the old shop you and Seunghyun used to go to." The signature dishes are back, still hot."

Sure enough, the unreliable guy of big brother has been bought by Quan Zhilong.

Lee Seung-hyun suddenly recalled the bigbang version of Secret Garden filmed by the five of them at the beginning of the year, Choi Seung-hyun clung to the role of "Trisca", and finally switched roles with himself as he wished...

It seems that this guy had already stated his position as early as a few months ago.

A little inexplicable irritability suddenly surged up in his chest, and when he thought of that person standing behind him, his body suddenly felt powerless, and he still closed his eyes: "I'm not hungry."

"Eat as much as you want." Weiliang's fingers brushed Lee Seung-hyun's ears, stroked the temples on both sides and gently kneaded, and his eyes slightly scanned the thick documents and various papers on the desktop, "Business matters It can never be done."

"I'm really not hungry." The pitch-black eyelashes trembled slightly, and Li Seung-hyun reached out to hold the other's fingers, "Are you almost busy with your work?"

"Yeah." With a muffled sound coming out of his nose, Quan Zhilong gently squeezed the other person's fingers touching the skin on the back of his hand, "It's almost there, your second solo album is planned to be released in July." It will be launched in the middle of the month, and I have listened to the demo of "oneandonly" that you are working on recently, it is great."

Seeing that the other party did not respond, Quan Zhilong slid his fingertips down the clear lines of the other party's palm lines, with a little cautiousness: "The song "i'm not the only one" in the album, I heard from Brother Teddy that you are currently playing The chorus part." Pause, "I wrote a few good raps a few days ago, and you also know that my voice matches yours..."

Li Shengxuan withdrew his hand, turned slightly sideways, his calm eyes swept towards the man behind him who was blurred by the dim light, and his thin lips parted slightly: "i'm not the only one...do you want to feat this one?"

"That's right."

In the next second, Quan Zhilong clearly felt the contact of the opponent's gaze.

That gaze...is not the indifference that Lee Seung-hyun is used to, nor is it the kind of gentleness that he inadvertently reveals on rare occasions, but the kind that is cold, wet, even with a ray of none...malicious

The snake-like wet and sticky gaze slid along his brows, across the bridge of his nose, and then meandering across his eyes and crawling towards his cheeks, licking his skin inch by inch with a moist breath.

Slightly bowing his back and trembling, countless tiny particles suddenly floated to the surface of the skin, and even his fingertips felt a tingling tingling sensation.

Quan Zhilong licked the inner wall of his mouth, squinted his eyes slightly, and forced himself not to show a little unnaturalness under the overly strong judgment of the other party.

After a while, he saw the other party smiling slightly.

"OK."

Lee Seung Hyun straightened up unhurriedly, his dark pupils could not see a trace of light: "Thank you, Zhilong... bro."

He agreed so easily.

The fingers on the edge of the back of the chair were slightly tightened, Quan Zhilong tilted his head, showing a bright smile like a child: "Only thank you?" The ending seems to have a thin hook, "Is there no reward? Not everyone can use G-Dragon's rap."

"Then don't force it." Lee Seung-hyun picked up the phone on the table, stood up and walked towards the entrance, "I'll go out for a while."

"Ah! Li Seung-hyun, you cheapskate!" Quan Zhilong hurriedly chased after the other party, laughing half-truthfully and half-fakely, "I don't care, I have written all the rap lines, you have to do whatever you want Whether you want it or not."

The corners of the beautiful lips were lifted up, and Li Seung-hyun adjusted his neckline to the wall mirror at the entrance: "Businessmen are after profit, how can we not be 'stingy' to get the biggest profit?"

The smile on Quan Zhilong's face froze suddenly.

After a long while, he raised his eyebrows, and leaned his whole body relaxed against the wall on one side, watching Li Seung-hyun tidying up his clothes in an orderly manner, he smiled and said, "I can give my things to whoever I want, I'm happy , it’s not as easy as money and goods.”

After a pause, his slightly raised chin formed a sharp arc, Quan Zhilong squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "You are trying to provoke me, why, you can't take it anymore?" Moist tongue brushed over the dry lower lip, Quan Zhilong pursed his lips, "What are you afraid of?"

With a pause on his fingertips, he quickly fastened the cuff buttons on the cuffs in the next second: "Whatever you think, I have to go." After speaking, he stretched out his hand and opened the door, paused and said, "Take Don't put the returned food in the refrigerator, it will smell."

The tense atmosphere suddenly dissipated in this sentence.

Quan Zhilong walked to the entrance, his dark shadow was reflected in his light brown eyes: "When are you coming back?"

"Soon." Lee Seung-hyun waved his hand, "Brother Loudspeaker should be back soon, he just had a dinner with his friends outside."

"Well, let's go."

Quan Zhilong was bored on the sofa in the living room and played with his mobile phone for a while. There were some noisy sounds from the TV, and the flickering lights wrapped him in a hazy drowsiness.

"Yaxi!"

Rubbing his hair irritably, then a carp straightened up from the sofa, Quan Zhilong pulled on his slippers, and strode into Lee Seung Hyun's bedroom.

It was easy to open Li Shengxuan's computer, enter the password he had forced the other party to change earlier, and log in successfully.

Skillfully found Lee Seung Hyun's software for making music, and found a semi-finished demo named "i'mnottheonlyone" from many scattered folders.

Click to play.

A soothing piano sound flowed out of the speaker accompanied by a low drum rhythm.

The voice that he was all too familiar with sang softly:

Youandmewemadeavow

you and i swore

Forbetter or for worse

good or bad

I can't believe you let me down

I can't believe you let me down

......

Quan Zhilong frowned slightly, his slender knuckles tapped lightly on the table following the rhythm - there was nothing strange about it.

Then why did Shengli look at him with that strange look just now?

Yousayi'm crazy

you say i'm crazy

Cause you don't think know what you've done

Cause you don't think I know what you did

But when you call me baby

but when you call me baby

I know not the only one

i know i'm not the only one

......

Quan Zhilong shook his head, secretly sighed that he might be paranoid, and shifted his gaze to a dark gray notebook at the corner of the table.

Open it, and inside are all women's clothing styles outlined with gray pencils.

Those beautiful clothes instantly aroused Quan Zhilong's interest, holding the notebook in his hand, leaning back on the chair behind him, flipping through it with interest.

This is a... menswear, right?

Tsk, is it possible that Shengli wants to expand the consumer group of V&I again and open up a new field of men's clothing?

Turning his gaze to that page of artwork again, Quan Zhilong liked it more and more the more he looked at it.

It was in the shape of a shirt, with intricate patterns of different shades depicted on the shirt, and delicately patterned metal buttons on the neckline and cuffs.On the outside of the shirt is a casual suit-style jacket, the left side is a piece of pure gray, and the right side is some simple spliced ​​lines and blocks.

The fit of the whole jacket is narrow, so men with thinner figures can look good in it.

Quan Zhilong rubbed his chin, and the idea of ​​wanting to hold on to the victory became more and more intense - there was no other reason, the victory was really what he wanted, and he even faintly felt that maybe in this world again And he couldn't find another person who attracted him as much as Victory.

Turning back, it is all blank, and there is no more men's clothing.

Quan Zhilong raised his eyebrows, and searched page by page without giving up. He also wanted to find a few more pages of men's clothing designs designed by Shengli. A string of tiny gray cursive text:

Myonlylovesprungfrommyonlyhate.

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Myonlylovesprungfrommyonlyhate.

My only love

from my only hate