[Korean Entertainment] Female Heart

Zhilong, how are you?

I'm very good.

I now live in the old town of Lyon, on the west bank of the Rhone.It was an old four-story building, the exterior walls were painted beige, the slender windows were dark green, and the wooden frame in the atrium was covered with creepers, which bloomed pink and white flowers in midsummer.The landlord is a lovely old couple.The old lady is very kind. She wears reading glasses and often sits in the yard knitting.

There was no class on weekends, so I learned to bake apple pie with her in the kitchen.If it rains, I hide in the house and look through magazines. Those models are not as charming as you.They don't have the wanton and flying fine lines on your lips when you smile playfully, and you don't have your gentle and lofty eyes, no one can compare to you.

Everything here makes people happy.

...I'm fine except for thinking about you, really.

Well, it's too late, I'm going to bed.

good night.

See you tomorrow.

——Liu Xijiang folded the letter, found a wooden box to put it in and put it away again.She had no intention of letting Quan Zhilong read the letter, but simply wanted to do so.Even if the distance between each other is getting farther and farther, this yearning cannot be restrained.

When receiving the phone call from Shengli, Xijiang was learning how to make horses with Mrs. Jones. This is a very famous dessert in France, and it has a sweet Chinese name - Maiden Crisp Breast.Xijiang was busy in the kitchen, almond powder and sugar were everywhere.Mrs. Jones, in her apron, was waving an eggbeater and constantly correcting her mistakes.

She wiped her hands before answering the phone: "... Victory Xi."

Li Shengxian didn't hide his anger at all, and the questioning voice came through the microphone: "Liu Xijiang, why did you leave without saying a word?! Even if you don't think we are close friends, at least..." He took a deep breath and tried his best to restrain the stability of his voice : "Xi Jiangxi, escaped so selfishly, what will Brother Zhilong do?"

What will the people who are left behind do from now on?

These words were like the most vicious curse in the world, and suddenly awakened all her patience and sadness.Liu Xijiang held the phone, her eyes were red, she thought she must be in a terrible situation now, "Shengli Xi, I'm really sorry."

"Ai Yigu, it's really worrying." After venting his anger, Shengli calmed down and scratched his head in embarrassment.

Xi Jiang curled up the corner of his mouth, but this smile seemed to be spilled a lot of lemon juice, so sad that he wanted to cry. "It's my fault for leaving without saying goodbye. But if you think that I have nothing to say to Zhilong and don't care about his wishes, then you are wrong about me."

She does not expect the understanding of others.

As long as Quan Zhilong can understand: they are no longer happy in the days of breaking up.They are all too proud, and they regard love as extremely precious. Eamon's appearance is like a sharp hammer. His repeated questioning, and her distrust repeatedly beat on love, making the rift irreparable.

The more beautiful the past, the longer the pain.

She didn't want to drag her down and entangle her until she looked hideous, and he regretted it in frustration.She only wants him to be happy and able to laugh easily.Even without her participation in this life.

Victory fell silent, his position was "assist", and he could not make decisions on behalf of Quan Zhilong and Xi Jiang.He changed the subject, told Xijiang that BigBang had announced that they would not participate in any awards ceremony at the end of the year, and finally said: "Remember to come back."

Xijiang smiled and agreed: "Well, I will work hard to catch up with BigBang."

When Liu Xijiang came back from get out of class on Thursday evening, it suddenly started to rain.

Passers-by hurried along the road, and she ran under the awning at the entrance of the store with a heavy French dictionary in her arms, watching the whole city covered with a soft and hazy halo in the rain and fog.The window was polished brightly, and Xijiang's eyes were attracted by a pair of men's leather gloves on display.She went in and tried it. The black sheepskin exudes a faint fur smell, soft and warm, which made her immediately think of the word "sunshine".

It suits G-Dragon.

she knows.

The missed party Quan Zhilong came out of the room, and Seungri and Taeyang were discussing the voting support rate of "Most Anticipated Newcomer" on the Internet.Dacheng and TOP came in with a lot of exaggerated gifts from fans—the face of victory and confidence

: "Big Bang is really a gorgeous rookie group~"

"World-class." Quan Zhilong.

"Cosmic class." TOP.

Dacheng shared the presents with a smile, and TOP's personality was so great that he dismantled his favorite violent bear doll as soon as he made a move, and raised his eyebrows with joy.Quan Zhilong looked at the hills piled up in front of him, and picked out a rectangular box at random with his chin in his hand. It was from an unknown person in France.He opened the layers of silk and satin, and a pair of leather gloves lay on the bottom of the black velvet box.In the upper left corner of the box is a small card that reads, "Bonnece (good luck)!" in beautiful cursive script.

Quan Zhilong held the card without moving for a while, TOP and Shengli had a strange premonition at the same time.Sure enough, Quan Zhilong lowered his head and smiled contemptuously, stood up and swept the whole box into the trash can.

TOP&Seungry&Taeyang: "Zhilong...Stay with tape?"

Dacheng: "???"

Quan Zhilong walked past them to the kitchen, he felt thirsty and wanted to pour a glass of water.But he found that his hands were shaking, and the cup he was holding was constantly overflowing with water.It shouldn't be like this... After he recognized Liu Xijiang's unique handwriting at the end of every word on that card, he felt that everything was out of his control again.

This night, Quan Zhilong was doomed to suffer from insomnia.

He tossed and turned on the bed, covered his whole head under the quilt for a while, and covered his ears with a pillow for a while, but he still didn't feel sleepy.He sat up irritably, and the junior leaned against the wall and reached out to press the light switch.On, off, on, off, on, off, on, off, on, off, on, off... I don't know how many times I pressed it, and suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Quan Zhilong jumped out of bed to open the door, but there was no one outside the door, and then the only light in the room was the box he had thrown away during the day, lying alone on the ground.

Quan Zhilong lowered his head, but a certain string in his heart loosened inexplicably.

The second letter, 2007.02.14

The weather is turning cold and humid, Zhilong, how is the weather there?

The third letter, 2007.02.19

Dinner was seafood salad and a small glass of red wine, and I watched a movie for a while. "Escape from the Tiger's Mouth", an old movie, I guess you might like it. (*^__^*)

……

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Letter 137, 2007.08.23

What can I say to you today?

——Listening to your songs while eating and sleeping every day is already a habit I can't quit. The MV of "Lie" is great, you seem to be thinner again, you need to rest well.

……

Letter 145, 2007.09.14

Go to church with Mrs. Jones.She is the kindest old lady in the world, she must have seen through my little secret.I secretly made a wish to God, I want to meet a man named Quan Zhilong, very very.

It will come true.

By the way, god can he understand Korean? ! QWQ

Liu Xijiang's letter became thicker and thicker, and a box could no longer fit it.She had a strange sense of happiness with her heavy mind, and those emotions belonged only to herself.Knowing that one day a huge wave will hit her face, and when she is caught off guard, everything will be smashed to pieces—Quan Zhilong and he have a new love affair.

Like a punch in the face, Xijiang's heart was paralyzed at that moment, and the cold air penetrated from the soles of the feet to the bones.She made a sound from her throat, and said very slowly: "Jaijing, I'm going to class. I'm really going to be late..." When she cut off the signal, she seemed to hear Jaijing's disgust voice: "You're acting stupid right now. I don't care if you're crying—!"

Xijiang inhaled carefully, and firmly grasped the handlebar of the bicycle to cross the street.The scenery in front of her flew by quickly, shops, bakeries, houses... The voices, lights, and smells of people were surrounded by blurred tears. She pedaled the bicycle faster and faster, and her whole body seemed to be flying.

Why are you so flustered?

I can't wait to throw it on the ground, it hurts, it hurts, it's useless.

A car honked its horn quickly and made an emergency turn a few meters away from the Xijiang River.She held onto the handrail in shock, stepped on the empty body, and slid crookedly to the other side of the road. Her body was knocked upside down, and she fell on her back to the cold and hard ground.Xijiang opened her eyes wide, and there were strange faces shaking in front of her, and there were urgent calls in her ears.There are people all over the sky, except him...Zhilong, where are you, it hurts me so much.

But she knew that he would not appear.She has to cross this hurdle by herself, and she has to learn to be responsible for herself.

Xi Jiang hugged himself tightly, and finally shed tears.

When Liu Xijiang came back in embarrassment after a bad day, the only good thing was probably the astonished and worried care of Mrs. Jones.She held onto Xi Jiang's shoulders and called Mr. Jones upstairs: "Old man, quickly take down the medicine box at home!"

"Ma'am, I have caused you trouble." Xijiang apologized in a low voice.

"Sweetheart, you are still a child." The lovely old lady blinked, took Xijiang's hand, and then frowned and said, "Why are your hands so cold! Wait, I'll make you some hot tea , you must drink."

Xijiang listened to Mrs. Jones' rambling, as if soaked in hot water, every wrinkle in her heart was slowly stretched - she has always been tenderly loved by this world.

She suddenly remembered the hug between herself and Quan Zhilong in the evening wind a long time ago, the joy that made people willing to exchange anything for it was about to overflow the heart, it was brighter than the entire starry sky above her head.

He said: "Xijiang is really warm."

She was about to forget this unforgettable touch.They were truly in love.

If love is sunshine and loneliness, then she, who is full of memories, will definitely forget loneliness, take up the sunshine, and grow vigorously like spring.