The bright moon in the entertainment industry

350. Butterfly

Sometimes an accelerated heartbeat can create an unforgettable relationship.

Just as sometimes a casual look can destroy it.

Humans are such fickle creatures. This is their charm and their inferiority.

Quan Zhilong hugged his chest sullenly and looked at the changing red numbers on the LCD screen, and his pupils were also tinged with scarlet red.

It was two o'clock in the morning, and he had just returned to his dormitory in Seoul after work in Busan. He was dusty and tired, but Quan Zhilong said

The turbulent emotions are not due to high-intensity work and those very unpleasant episodes at work.

Because he is Quan Zhilong, whether it is creating a popular song or creating an unparalleled stage, for him now

It is not difficult for me, and some setbacks and ups and downs encountered in the work are not worth mentioning.

Quan Zhilong is not a young master who is pampered by YG and only struggles in the practice room. He started running on stage at the age of twelve or thirteen, messing around, eating

He has suffered losses, and let others suffer and suffer, and now he has paid off all the hardships. For the stage that took him six years to get on, he is more than

Everyone should cherish it, and they are more willing to bear some sacrifices than anyone else.

Therefore, those underground musicians in Busan scoffed at his change of style to cater to the mass market and even ridiculed it.

No matter how uncomfortable Quan Zhilong is, he won't take it to heart.

He is very sober and knows what he is doing. These criticisms and puzzles are just part of what he must experience on the road to success.

Points, as long as he can bear it, as long as he can seize the market, sooner or later he will be able to conquer the entire Korean people as an upright rapper

country.

In fact, his dream is about to become a reality, and his solo album is already under preparation.

It is a perfect work that is going to shock the entire music world.

Quan Zhilong is full of confidence in this, so even if he endures some harsh voices that are not so kind, it is definitely within his tolerance

within.

--who is he.

The leader of the hottest group BIGBANG in the Republic of Korea, the youngest producer ever in Korea, and the most anticipated hit composer

Family.

Not to mention that he is still so young, and the future is full of more brilliant possibilities.

Quan Zhilong opened the door of the dormitory, the living room was dark, only a faint light leaked from under the two doors.

He changed his shoes, put the suitcase aside first, walked straight to the farthest room in his slippers, opened the door and entered.

This is the room shared by Dalou and Shengli. Dalou couldn't come back because of the stage play tour, and only Shengli was there.

And the boy with panda eyes was already lying on the table and fell asleep. Quan Zhilong walked over and pulled out the crumpled boy from under his head.

Ba De also had a notebook with suspicious water marks on him, and flipped through it—it was the script of the stage play "Storm Rain" that Shengli was participating in rehearsal.

Quan Zhilong sighed, stretched out his hand to snort Maknae's head a few times, pinched the back of his neck and shook:

"Maknae, go to bed and sleep."

"Enenn."

Li Shengli answered in a daze, without moving.

"Victory, get up and go to bed."

There's nothing to do with him, Quan Zhilong said while grabbing the maknae's narrow shoulders and half dragging him up.

Shengli, who was already dizzy from sleep, hummed in a daze, and was dragged by Quan Zhilong to the big bed next to him staggeringly.

Tong fell down, rolled up the quilt, and immediately fell asleep.

"Stinky boy."

Quan Zhilong got angry, stretched out his hand to take off his slippers, pulled him up again, and pulled out the quilt that was pressed by Shengli to cover him

it is good.

After taking care of Li Shengli like an old mother, Quan Zhilong gave Li Shengli another hard slap on the head, watching him suffer

He frowned and shrunk his neck into the quilt, thinking it was funny again, reached out to turn off the light, and exited the room.

After closing the door gently, Quan Zhilong went to the living room and sat down on the sofa, touched his pocket, took out a cigarette, took one in his mouth, and touched his mouth again.

bag, but no fire was found.

He had no choice but to sit with a cigarette in his mouth, without turning on the light, only the window in the corner corridor cast a square-sized moonlight on the wooden floor.

The wet cigarette holder has a bitter taste, like nicotine melting in the mouth.

Quan Zhilong looked at his own room which was close at hand, watched quietly, leaned back, and fell into the sofa.

The nights in early summer are a bit stuffy, making people feel as if their chests are stuffed with cotton.

A light leaked from the door of the room, like a ray of light piercing the darkness.

Quan Zhilong stood up, walked over quickly, stopped at the door again, raised his hand, but didn't dare to put the door handle.

He finally couldn't bite the cigarette butt, and the cigarette fell to his feet, and he retreated as if he had been burned.

At this moment, he gritted his teeth and twisted the handle suddenly——

"Crack."

The handle made a mechanical twisting sound, but it didn't open the door.

Obviously, the door was locked.

Quan Zhilong was stunned for a moment, this was the first time he encountered such a situation, Jiang Liuyue had never locked the door before.

At the same time, the faint light in the crack of the door suddenly went out, and the room fell into bottomless darkness.

Panic and unknown emotions attacked Quan Zhilong at the same time, he even thought he had an illusion, he turned the doorknob again,

And this time, I was so impatient that I wanted to unscrew the handle.

"clang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang"

The handle is forced to make various mechanical impact sounds, which are particularly harsh in the quiet night.

Cold sweat broke out on Quan Zhilong's forehead, as did his vest. He twisted the handle impatiently, and even kicked it twice.

"Bang!!!!"

The last kick made his feet numb, and the sound was extremely loud.

At this time, Quan Zhilong seemed to have found a voice. He took a quick breath and opened his mouth to speak, but was choked and coughed twice:

"Guishun, give me..."

He slammed his fist on the door, and there was another bang.

This time even the sleeping Shengli got into a fight, he came out in a daze, stood at the door and called brother.

"victory……"

Quan Zhilong turned his head suddenly, and asked Shengli who was still rubbing his eyes:

"Didn't you see the lights?"

"what?"

Li Shengli was obviously still awake, shaking his head and said: "What light, brother, when will you come back..."

"How could you not see it?! There is obviously a light..."

Quan Zhilong was obviously furious, he almost growled and said to Shengli, then turned his head and pointed at the door that couldn't be unscrewed——

The door opened at this moment.

Jiang Liuyue stood at the door with a pale face and a blank expression.

Quan Zhilong was stunned, his words stopped abruptly, and the next second he strode over.

"Zhi-Long……"

When Jiang Liuyue saw him, she immediately smiled and her eyes lit up. She was blocked when she was about to speak.

"Why don't you open the door?"

Quan Zhilong said almost gnashing his teeth.

His eyes are red.

Scarlet red.

"Why don't you turn on the light."

Without giving Jiang Liuyue a chance to speak at all, he pressed him to ask again.

"why."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Jiang Liuyue's shoulder. He gripped that narrow and slender shoulder vigorously, reaching to the knuckles.

degree of blanching.

"I ask why you are doing this!!!!"

He growled in a voice of despair and rage, like a wounded beast.

Jiang Liuyue was completely stunned, her eyes were wide open, her mouth was slightly opened, and her smile was still frozen on her face, completely unaware of what happened

situation.

"……elder brother……"

The first person to wake up was Shengli. He was completely sobered by his brother's sudden outburst, so he hurried up and pulled Quan Zhi away.

Long: "What are you doing..."

However, it was impossible. Quan Zhilong pinched Jiang Liuyue's shoulders tightly with both hands, and stared at her with his eyes, but he kept groaning heavily.

gasping.

Li Shengli felt at a loss, and anxiously scratched his hair beside him, alas, why is Brother Yongpei not here at this time!

Jiang Liuyue didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, she just stared blankly at Quan Zhilong with her big eyes open, neither resisting nor

There is an answer.

But Quan Zhilong suddenly let go of her shoulders, hugged her tightly with both hands, and buried his face in her shoulders.

He asked weakly in a voice that was about to cry:

"Why do you always want to run away?"

What's wrong with me?

【Leave without making a sound,

Then one day it suddenly appeared,

is something happened? 】

Quan Zhilong didn't know when he started to be afraid.

Or I don't even know.

Or just now, the door lock couldn't be opened and the lights went out for a moment.

He thought that everything was a dream, his own illusion, that child left without saying goodbye again, and he couldn't help but run into this vast world.

I went to a familiar corner.

Jiang Liuyue has been very good at escaping since before.

No matter what happened, she was like the beautiful but illusory white deer in the forest, disappearing into the vast forest in a blink of an eye.

in.

Then what is he?

【Are you playing with me?Is this still love? 】

Is Jiang Liuyue really in love with herself?

[Is there someone named Alice in your company? 】

[She is very famous in Busan recently, don't you know? 】

[I don’t know who published a lot of photos of her in Busan on the Internet. It is said that the new program launched by the TV station is also interested in her

Come to play a regular role, who is this person, first of all, it is sponsored by SPP. 】

[The prince of the SPP family seems to be very interested in her. I have heard a lot of rumors. 】

[I saw the photo, it was pretty, like a fairy. 】

【Why~~~ You still fall in love with him~~ Stop dreaming~】

[Well, that kind of girl will probably marry that kind of young master in the future. It has nothing to do with us playing music in the open.

can. 】

In the nightclub in Busan, the big brother who took him to play underground said such words, his expression was so calm and reasonable

of course.

Quan Zhilong's first reaction was to jump up and refute.

how is this possible! !

That child is mine! !

be mine! ! ! ! ! !

However, he couldn't refute, or even speak, he just picked up the wine glass in his hand and drank it.

That child is his.

Just like the strong wine rolling down his throat and the beating heart in his chest, it belongs to him.

Staggering out from a group of people dancing wildly, Quan Zhilong and Jiang Liuyue made a phone call.

He was smoking, drinking wine, squatting in the back street of the underground PUB, stepping on the dirty ground with his dirty shoes, there is a small animal not far away

The sound of drilling and drilling.

Jiang Liuyue's voice was like the waves of the sea, like the birdsong in the forest, the moment it came clean and clear from the phone, Quan Zhilong

Suddenly dare not speak.

"Brother Zhilong?"

"……Um."

So worthless that he wanted to cry, he could only bite his cigarette, lean against the wall, and shrink in the shadows.

"what happened?"

what happened?

Nothing.

I miss you.

Miss you so much, miss you so much, miss you so much, miss you so much, miss you so much...

"Brother Zhilong."

Quan Zhilong woke up suddenly, and in front of him was the familiar ceiling of the bedroom. He was lying on the bed, his shirt was unbuttoned, and the air conditioner was turned on in the room, breathing

Breathing seems to be a little more free.

Jiang Liuyue knelt on the bedside with a cup of hot milk:

"Get up and have a drink."

Quan Zhilong got up slowly, took the milk, but didn't drink it, but put it on the bedside table, sat up by himself, and pulled Jiang Liuyue

Come and hold in your arms.

Her body is soft and cool, with a faint scent of shower gel, Quan Zhilong couldn't help taking a big breath greedily, and hugged her tighter.

tight.

"Are you tired from work?"

Jiang Liuyue asked softly, stroking his back with her small hand, and gently followed.

That's not it.

You do not understand.

"Thank you, my brother."

Jiang Liuyue cupped his face with her small hands instead, and then kissed his forehead.

Her hands are extremely cold.

Quan Zhilong held that slender hand with his backhand, and stared at Jiang Liuyue without blinking his beautiful light brown eyes.

"what happened?"

Jiang Liuyue was stunned and asked again.

【Why did you go to Busan? 】

Quan Zhilong opened his mouth, and a smile suddenly appeared on his thin lips:

[Who did you see when you went to Busan? 】

"It's been a long time since I saw you, I think."

"what."

【Have you encountered anything in Busan? 】

Can't ask.

Can't ask.

will run away.

...so you can't ask even if you die.

"Didn't I arrive in the next day? Brother Yongpei? Didn't you come back together? It's so late, how dangerous it is."

Coaxing Quan Zhilong to drink the milk, Jiang Liuyue complained softly and cleaned up the cup.

"I had a nightmare, so I rushed back overnight."

"Nightmare?"

Jiang Liuyue was taken aback for a moment, then laughed:

"I dreamed that I ran away, so I came back so angry?"

"Yes."

Quan Zhilong stretched out his hand to touch her face, and gently stroked her skin and contours with his thumb, revealing freshly turned-out nails on the incomplete nails.

Flesh.

He said hoarsely:

"terrible."

"It's just a dream."

As Jiang Liuyue said, she stood up and prepared to take the cup to the kitchen.

"I know it's just a dream."

Quan Zhilong lay on the quilt, looked at her lazily, and suddenly thought of something happy and laughed:

"How could you watch me die."

Jiang Liuyue froze suddenly.

"baby."

Quan Zhilong sat up, he rubbed and rubbed over, stroking Jiang Liuyue's face with both hands, staring at Jiang Liuyue with his light brown eyes unblinking

She asked word by word:

"You wouldn't do that to me, would you?"

His voice was very soft, the sweet baritone dissipated like misty smoke in an instant.

"You love me, don't you?"

he asked again.

"After all, I love you so much."

He couldn't help but add.

"So nice to you."

Finally, he couldn't help but draw a conclusion:

"You must not bear it."

Quan Zhilong's hand grabbed Jiang Liuyue's shoulder again, this posture, especially like a vicious child holding a butterfly's wings.

Children know that flying is the instinct of a butterfly.

He already knew.

Whether Jiang Liuyue's feelings for him are love or not, Quan Zhilong has no way to prove it.

After all, this child was too young when she met him. When her feelings were still a blank sheet of paper, she was maliciously smeared by him, and even had

Some deformed ones were raised by him little by little.

Even this child may not understand what normal love is all his life, and he has no way to experience the pain and pain he is experiencing now.

Joyful mood.

But, that doesn't matter at all.

"Yeah, because I like Brother Zhilong the most."

No matter what others say.

This beautiful butterfly is his.

The author has something to say:

However, Busan is a foregone conclusion...

I didn't mean to abuse my brother, really.

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