[Entertainment] If you can

Who is Zhilong waiting for?

After watching Jeon Ji-yong No. 17 times, he took out his mobile phone and put it back in his pocket in disappointment. Top, who put the wine bottle on the table, came to this conclusion.

And he seemed to guess who Zhilong was waiting for.

Today is August [-]th, the second day after the song [lie] was released, and it is also Quan Zhilong's birthday.

In order to celebrate Quanzhilong's birthday, and to congratulate Bigbang's Lie, the artists who have a good relationship with Bigbang have suggested going to a nightclub to relax.

Busy with work, Bigbang, who was already exhausted, would naturally not refuse the kindness of his seniors and juniors, so a group of people came to the VIP box on the second floor of a nightclub at around ten o'clock in the evening.

However, Quan Zhilong, who is worthy of the name of the protagonist tonight, is obviously absent-minded.

"...Shengli."

Top pushed Seungri who was sitting next to him, who was chatting with Chaerim who was still a trainee.

"mo? What's wrong bro?"

Shengli turned around with a playful smile, only to find that Top's expression was a little serious, and Shengli felt that something was wrong, and couldn't help restraining the smile on his face.

He tilted his head and looked at Cailin, Cailin got up knowingly and walked away, and sat down beside his sister.

"...Did sister Jingru contact you recently?"

Top put his arm on Shengli's shoulder, leaned close to his ear and said in a low voice, but kept looking at the other side of the sofa, playing with Quan Zhilong who was wearing a ring.

"Yes, I contacted you the day before yesterday. What's the matter, bro?"

Seungli, who thought Seunghyun had caught his mistake, couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

"...drink your juice, no alcohol!"

top suddenly felt that Shengli's IQ was a little anxious, and some pig teammates really knelt down, glanced at the wine bottle in Shengli's hand, and snatched it involuntarily, and then stuffed a bottle of orange juice into the hand of the mournful Shengli .

"..."

Silently looking at the orange juice in his hand, Shengli burst into tears.

Feeling that certain things could not be entrusted to underage Shengli, top decided to ask Zhilong himself what was wrong with him. Before he could speak, he saw Quan Zhilong's unwavering expression, and put the ring on his finger roughly , and get up.

Top quickly averted his gaze, took a sip from the beer in his hand, and then, as he expected, Quan Zhilong leaned over, pressed his palm on his shoulder, bent down and said softly to him: "Brother, I'll go out and see Breathe, come back in a while, you and brother Dongxu and the others will play first."

Top swallowed the beer in his mouth, and the question he wanted to ask turned around in his mouth, but finally he said, "Go."

Quan Zhilong smiled and gestured to him, then opened the door and left the box.

"Shengli, you can call Sister Jingru."

Top, who stared at the box door for a long time, spit out this sentence.

"...?"

Quan Zhilong felt terrible.

After leaving the box door, he finally couldn't hear the disturbing music inside. Quan Zhilong first went to the bathroom to smoke a cigarette, and then went to the stairs on the second floor, leaning on the railing and looking down at the scene on the first floor.

Turning the gorgeous ring on his finger, his brown eyes stared at something unfocused.

Han Jingru has not contacted him for 5 months and 21 days.

From the beginning, I would send text messages every night, to send text messages every few days, and then I didn't even have a text message at all.

He didn't know what was wrong between the two of them.

But Quan Zhilong didn't think it was his fault.

Since his debut, the pressure on him as the leader of the group can be imagined, but every time he receives a text message from Han Jingru, he will reply seriously, and even check whether there are typos or grammatical errors before sending.

Since when did he never receive text messages from Han Jingru again?

He had long since forgotten, in other words, why should he remember?

It's not his fault, one after another, he is busy almost every day until the early hours of the morning, so why should he think about these irrelevant things?

No text messages? That's even better! You don't have to bother yourself while you're writing your own songs.

How wonderful, right, Quan Zhilong.

Quan Zhilong stopped turning the ring, reached out and took out his mobile phone, but there was no message from that person on it.

After all, she even forgot his Quan Zhilong's birthday, so why should she expect him to bow his head first.

What about the elder sister? Disappear if she wants to? Has she ever thought about his feelings as a younger brother?

Who does she think she is?!

Quan Zhilong smiled mockingly, put the phone back into his pocket, and before leaving, his eyes subconsciously glanced at the entrance of the first floor, but at that moment, his eyes froze, and the action of going back to the box stopped instantly.

Just because he saw someone.

Han Jingru.

"...Who are you? What does it matter to you if I teach the scumbag a lesson?"

Han Jingru looked at Quan Zhilong's obviously thinner face and that beautiful eyeliner, blurted out this sentence without thinking, and directly raised her hand to shake off the boy's hand holding her wrist.

--Just kidding, calling out his name on this occasion, no matter what, he will be found out?!

She doesn't want the headlines of tomorrow's entertainment section to have such news as 'the leader of the hot group Bigbang, GD, met a strange woman in a nightclub'.

She quickly looked around, guessing that no one was paying attention to them, so she turned her head, kicked Li Junhao who thought she was about to be saved.

"Do you have any shame for relying on a woman to eat?! You even cheated during the relationship, Li Junhao Xi, I guarantee you will have a wonderful night today."

Pressing the baseball cap on top of her head, Han Jingru looked maliciously at Li Junhao, whose face was full of tears and snot.

[System: ...host, I think you will be unlucky σ[っ°д°;]っ]

Han Jingru:......?

Quan Zhilong was obviously taken aback, and glanced at the hand that was thrown away by Han Jingru, and then his fair face became gloomy.

Arms crossed her chest, Han Jingru turned her head and wanted to say to Quan Zhilong, 'I will explain to you later', but was startled by Quan Zhilong's actions.

Quan Zhilong first stretched out his hand and tilted her hat to the left, then quickly put his arms around her neck and moved towards him. This action made Han Jingru, who was defenseless, staggered, and his whole face hit Quan Zhilong On his shoulder, he wanted to struggle, but Quan Zhilong pinned down his head desperately, and his wrist was caught by the other's empty palm.

Han Jingru was forced to follow Quan Zhilong up the stairs in such a strange posture.

[System: You didn't fall up the stairs like this, you are a bit strong as the host!]

Han Jingru: Shut up!!!

While moving, she heard ambiguous whistles and good-natured laughter from the people around her.

This made her blush, and of course, the crooked hat just covered her face, and no one could see her tears.

The reason why she didn't dare to growl during this process was that she was afraid that Quan Zhilong would be recognized by others, which would make it even more troublesome.

Leaning her face on the other's shoulder, she could smell the fresh perfume on Quan Zhilong's body, which made her in a trance for a moment.

--too close.

She had complex eyes, thinking secretly.

At this time, Han Jingru only felt that the power to imprison her hands disappeared, and then she was pushed into a box.

This once again caught her off guard and fell to the ground.

"...Bastard! Quan Zhilong, do you know that you are...?!"

Unable to restrain her anger, Han Jingru got up, stretched out her hand and tore off the mask and baseball cap, just about to throw it on the face of Quan Zhilong who closed the door of the box, but at that moment, she saw other people in the box .

And the people sitting on the sofa looked at her with different expressions.

Han Jingru: ...Damn it!

[System:...Male God!!!]

"...as quiet as...sister?"

Sheng Li, who just took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Han Jingru, swallowed, looked at Quan Zhilong who was blocking the door, and said tremblingly.

"..."

Ignoring Shengli, Han Jingru looked awkwardly at the familiar or unfamiliar faces on the sofa, and guessed something in her heart. She smiled apologetically, walked quickly to Quan Zhilong and said in a low voice: "Zhilong Long, you get out of the way first, this occasion is not..."

Before she finished speaking, she was gently pushed away by the other party. She watched Quan Zhilong walk past her in surprise, then sat on the sofa, took a bottle of wine and took a sip, leaning forward Leaning back, he looked at her with a half-smile.

"Han Jingru xi, don't call me so intimate, we don't know each other well."

These words exploded around like a thunderbolt, TOP and Shengli instantly widened their eyes and looked at Quan Zhilong who was smiling wickedly with a face of 'you haven't taken the medicine'.

Sun paused for a moment and turned off the music, while Dacheng silently gestured for others not to speak.

[System: σ[っ°д°;]っAre you okay host?!]

The palms on both sides of the body slowly tightened, and the rounded nails sank into the flesh.

But Han Jingru didn't feel the pain, she only felt cold and sour.

It seems that Quan Zhilong's "scumbag" mentioned in Tongrenwen is not unreasonable. She just hasn't contacted him for a few months, and she has become like this?

At that moment, she was very grateful that she was Quan Zhilong's sister and not a lover.

Sure enough, people's hearts are unpredictable, isn't it?

--However, it's good to retreat like this.

[System: σ[っ°д°;]っHost, do you mean to give up this task?]

Han Jingru: You are not talking nonsense! Didn't you listen to what he said?! Said 'we don't know each other well'! What the hell am I still trying to do here?!

[System: But the favorability value and trust value have not changed at present!]

Han Jingru: Hehe.

[System: ...I think it's the host who killed you yourself this time! Who told you not to contact the target person?!]

Han Jingru: ...I obviously have contact with Shengli! It’s not okay to care about him from the side? I just did it because I was afraid that he would feel annoyed, who knows...

[System: ... Alas, it doesn't matter host, this time it can be regarded as the problem of the target person, you will not be punished. How about this, leave here first, and we will discuss whether to give up the mission or continue the mission after returning home.]

Han Jingru: ...OK.

Han Jingru, who was answering the system in her heart, felt extremely tired, and the instant moisture in her eyes made her hold back.

So she opened the corner of her mouth to reveal an extremely gentle smile, and looked at Quan Zhilong who didn't seem to care.

In fact, the moment Quan Zhilong saw Han Jingru appearing in the nightclub, all his thoughts disappeared, and there was only one thought left in his mind, which was 'Sister Jingru came to find him'.

Seeing Han Jingru beating a man made him feel surprised and curious, but when the other party said that he didn't know him, he felt a black anger welling up in front of him, and he didn't care much, so he dragged Han Jingru and took her to the box. Noble's "We are not familiar" is just a momentary remark, he thought that after a while, Jingru would be able to say "Wuli Zhilong, why are you losing your temper?" to coax him.

But he overestimated his position in Han Jingru's heart.

So far, Han Jingru regards him as a younger brother, but a more important title than a younger brother is 'target person'.

Of course, these Quan Zhilongs don't know.

Having said that, every time Quan Zhilong meets Han Jingru, his IQ will become extremely low.

So, when he saw Han Jingru's gentle smile, he was overjoyed.

But when he heard what Han Jingru said, his body felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body became stiff.

"Yeah, the famous g-xi, how could he know me as a small person? My appearance here is simply dirty for your eyes."

He could hear the coldness and sarcasm in Han Jingru's tone.

When she turned and opened the door to leave, there was only one thought in his mind--

She is really leaving.

leave yourself.