The bright moon in the entertainment industry

380. A Handwritten Farewell

The originally warm and harmonious dinner ended unhappy, no matter how Jiang Liuyue tried to defend, Quan Zhilong screwed up and asked her repeatedly if she wanted to go to Busan.

"Who the hell said that!"

Jiang Liuyue was about to be tortured to the point of collapse. What was she trying so hard for? In Quan Zhilong's eyes, she had to be completely passive in order to go to Busan!

"It doesn't matter who you talk to, I ask you if you want to go to Busan by yourself!"

Quan Zhilong's eyes were red, and he scratched his hair irritably from time to time.

Although things like feelings have been completely distorted, Jiang Liuyue is very clear about her position in Quan Zhilong's heart or in other words

Quan Zhilong's obsession with himself.

Wanting to leave him alone to develop in Busan is really a serious matter for Quan Zhilong, who already lacks a sense of security and loves Husi

With wild thoughts, he would never let it go like this.

"Can't you stay in Seoul?"

Sure enough, when the two of them were lying on the bed after cleaning the dining table silently, Quan Zhilong suddenly sat down after tossing and turning.

got up and asked.

"..."

I should have said right away that I wanted to stay in Seoul.

But Jiang Liuyue got stuck because of this sudden question, and she lost her best chance to ask again, so she just pretended in the end

Pretend to be asleep when you can't hear it.

Knowing that she was not asleep, Quan Zhilong didn't have the courage to ask her to give him an answer. He raised and lowered his hands, and finally lay down again with a sigh, his back turned to Jiang Liuyue and his eyes stared at her. A point of nothingness in the room.

I want to mess around, I want to hug this child and bite her flesh fiercely, I want to...

So ugly.

Because a woman has become like this, Quan Zhilong is unwilling to admit that he is such a worthless person.

What else can he not get, money, status, fame, fans... These honors are rushing towards him like a tide, sweeping him high

Take the throne.

——But no matter how you hold it, there is deep sea water that is as fragile as waves.

I can't tell what kind of dream it was. When Quan Zhilong woke up, he was covered in cold sweat. He was panting and tugging at the collar of his pajamas.

He touched the head of the bed with his hands, but it was slippery after two touches, and he turned on the desk lamp only after desperately gasping for air.

A soft yellow halo enveloped the room, and all eyes were familiar scenes. Even the hat he wore yesterday was casually thrown on the table.

There is still a half-written lyrics book in front of it. Outside the gray-blue window, the sky has turned white, and occasionally black birds fly past.

Everything is peaceful and familiar, nothing has changed.

Quan Zhilong touched his chest, where he was still jumping violently, and his temples were also throbbing fiercely following this rhythm.

He felt bitter in his mouth, clutched his chest and swallowed hard, before he sighed and leaned against the head of the bed to relax.

I don't know if it's a nightmare or something, I can't remember the content, but it's really uncomfortable.

Subconsciously wanting to smoke, Quan Zhilong groped for a moment but couldn't find the cigarette case, and the next second, he jumped up from the bed, and then

Then he jumped out of bed barefoot.

— It was a nightmare.

I had a terrible, yet very real nightmare.

It was dark, the long night was fading, there was no light at all, and white-bellied whales were swimming in the sky.

There is no road under the feet, only deep and shallow waves, and there are birds in it.

Those birds wanted to rush out of the sea, they sang again and again and rushed up, bumping into each other, and the feathers flew away one by one in white.

I.

I.

me.

After Jiang Liuyue answered the phone, she came out from the small balcony, and as she came in, she casually opened the curtains that she had half closed just now.

Busan was already anxious like ants on a hot pot. It had reached the point where there was no way to procrastinate. Zhang Baoshan also had no way to Ling

Call Chen, if YG can't make a decision here, they may start an emergency plan and find another host to take the top.

Jiang Liuyue didn't want this kind of thing to happen, but there was no doubt that she also didn't know how to formally showdown with Quan Zhilong.

What exactly do you want to say?

How to say it - so you can understand?

"……elder brother……?"

The light was on in the room, and Jiang Liuyue was in a daze for a moment before realizing that the black shadow was Quan Zhilong standing by the bed.

He was wearing pajamas, barefoot, with disheveled hair grown for the new album, standing there alone, with a long shadow on his face.

It's a blank expression.

Hearing Jiang Liuyue's voice, he looked over in a daze.

The child is not outside.

This kid is nowhere.

She has always been in this small room, with the lights on, sometimes sleeping soundly on the bed, sometimes writing and drawing on the table, and more often

At that moment, when I heard the sound of the door opening, I rushed over like a happy baby bird.

...if the child is not in this room.

Where in the world was he going to find her?

"...the phone...what did you say?"

Quan Zhilong spoke with a trembling smile in his voice.

"...Say yes... want me to be the host."

Jiang Liuyue pursed her lips and replied softly.

"Ah. Before, the interview."

Quan Zhilong nodded, then sat down at the end of the bed, stroked his hair, and lowered his head deeply.

It fell into silence again.

Just like when we broke up for the first time.

The captain of BIGBANG, who was ordered to die by the president, and the trainee who has been hidden for half a year, both of them are living together,

But someone always has to let go first.

We all know that saying goodbye is parting.

Can't see each other.

There is no way to comfort each other in times of pain.

Can't kiss.

No more hugs.

——It’s not a breakup this time, but, compared to the dilapidated single apartment and BIGBANG’s dormitory, Busan is much farther away from Seoul

Times.

Even if they promise to meet on time, everyone knows that there is no breathing space under the schedule.

As long as we return home after the trip, we can see each other—now we can’t even make such a simple agreement, facing the possibility that there may be no end

parting.

"If you really don't like it..."

Jiang Liuyue licked her lips and opened her mouth with difficulty.

She'll be the villain.

Anyway, not the first time.

"I do not like."

Quan Zhilong said softly.

Although she knew that this was a firm answer, Jiang Liuyue was still taken aback, and then almost cried.

—but I, I was—

He wasn't the kind of kid I liked, did my brother know?

"If you don't like it..."

But even so, she forced herself to take a deep breath, forced a smile, and desperately held back the tears that had swirled: "Then

At once……"

If you can't go to Busan, it's over.

The chance to stand up.

previous planning.

Everything is in vain, so is the hard work, and so is the money. Give yourself the opportunity to redefine your life, and give yourself a new meaning of dream.

Righteousness too, all of them—

However, if you don’t go, you won’t go, you may be sad for a while, you may be at a loss for a while, and you will find a goal and dream again.

I will work hard.But even so, let’s not go.

not going.

These all add up.

Not wanting to make you dislike it.

Jiang Liuyue took a deep breath and was about to speak, but was stunned when she heard Quan Zhilong's words.

"I don't like...the way I am now."

Quan Zhilong continued.

"When you read the textbook fluently for the first time, I happily recorded it with my mobile phone. No matter who I saw, I wanted to show off. Our precious

Shun is so smart, when he was on the cover of a magazine for the first time, he was so beautiful that he wanted to cherish it," he spoke slowly, as if every sentence

It took a lot of courage to say: "It doesn't matter if you sing for the first time or you can dance for the first time, every time you learn something

Well, the first person to praise you has always been me. "

it's beautiful.

So beautiful, so cute, so powerful, so obedient, so awesome, well done, we Guishun, our child, our baby, really hard work for you

Yes, well done.

"When you are happy, I feel happy too. When you are sad, I will help you find a way... We solve problems together, and we always

It was resolved very well. "

In order to keep you from those models who have a dressing room, I read the covers of those magazines all night and excerpted the brands and clothes they used.

Wear collocation essentials.

In order for you not to offend anyone, I will take you through the simple and crowded backstage, press your head and make you bow and ask questions one by one

waiting.

In order to allow you to stand on the stage and dare to sing, with your way of correcting pronunciation and breathing note by note, hand

The handle lets you memorize every dance move.

It is because of these precious memories that you mean so much to me.

"But, since when did you stop showing off to me when you became better, but avoided me?"

Hidden English books, writing brushes stuffed under the bed, Korean lectures with songs named in MP3s,

Immediately after the key point, I pretended to be joking and took it with a smile...

"...Yes, I'm sorry..."

Jiang Liuyue muttered, subconsciously speaking.

"..." Quan Zhilong smiled wryly, then raised his head, and stretched out his hand to Jiang Liuyue.

Jiang Liuyue looked at him hesitantly, a little timidly afraid to go forward.

Since when did this child become so afraid of himself, so afraid that he wanted to lie and hide desperately?

The one who was frank and serious, who dared to reason with himself, always looked at him with bright eyes and looked forward to recognition and praise

Where did the child go?

"Let's go to Busan."

Quan Zhilong said softly.

After he said this, he felt tears rushing to flow.

He hurriedly held back, then lowered his head, and it took him a while to finish the second sentence:

"You, don't you want to go?"

Scared.

Really, very scared.

There are fish in the sky.

There are birds in the sea.

The night is long and the sky has no twilight.

"Ah."

Jiang Liuyue gave a small, weak answer after a long, long time.

Quan Zhilong's hands on his knees were stiff for a while, and then he slowly curled up.

He took a deep breath and kept from crying.

Not a dream.

Not a dream.

I.

I.

me.

— had a dream.

I don't know if it was a nightmare or what.

It's ridiculous.

The long night is long, and the sky will not be bright.

There are fish in the sky and birds in the sea.

You said you were leaving me.

I--?

I.

me.

I smiled and said yes.

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