Chapter 102 Worry
Jing Rong felt that this situation was somewhat awkward. G-Dragon was still as gentle and considerate to her as before they broke up, and was even as attentive. When she was in the play before, she relied on G-Dragon's attitude towards her to judge the progress of the task, so she didn't think anything of it. But now she really felt unworthy and guilty.
G-Dragon pursed his lips and drove in silence. An awkwardness spread in the car, an awkwardness that made people feel extremely sad. It had only been a few days, but G-Dragon felt sad that things and people had changed. In fact, things and people were the same, but her feelings had changed, so everything had changed. He was just treating her well as usual, but she was no longer willing to accept it.
Quan Zhilong couldn't help but glance at Jingrong's face in the rearview mirror. Her features were still as plain as ever. Even without makeup, her complexion was still so pale, yet she was also so beautiful that it made people feel pity. Quan Zhilong sighed softly in his heart, and skillfully parked the car at the spot where Jingrong usually parked, then got out. Jingrong followed suit, but just as she was standing firmly, Quan Zhilong ran over to help her. Jingrong slightly turned sideways and dodged. Looking at Quan Zhilong's empty hands, she said, "Don't mind, I can walk on my own."
G-Dragon glanced at her, saying nothing. He did, however, give way a little, letting her walk ahead while he carefully followed, fearing he wouldn't be able to protect her if something happened. It was getting late, and there was no one else in the elevator besides the two of them. It took quite a while to get from the first floor to the eighteenth. The two of them were equally silent, somewhat awkwardly, in the elevator. G-Dragon watched the floors constantly changing, and finally spoke, his voice dry, "Jung Yunho-sama...why didn't he come to take care of you?"
Jing Rong paused and looked at him in surprise. At first, she didn't understand why he suddenly mentioned Zheng Yunhao, and his tone was not bad. Then, seeing his eyes, Jing Rong understood. This guy must have let it go. Very good. Jing Rong felt relieved. Since he had let it go, it was only a matter of time before he let it go. So she smiled and said, "Well, maybe there is something wrong."
G-Dragon caught a glimpse of the smile on her face and couldn't help but clench his fist. She had no expression when she was facing him, but when she mentioned that name, she smiled so clearly... He had indeed lost miserably! G-Dragon suppressed his emotions and asked calmly, "I heard you're getting engaged. When are you planning on getting engaged?"
"There won't be an engagement," Jing Rong said calmly, not caring about the reactions of the people behind him. He was the first to step out of the elevator, then opened the door and walked in. Quan Zhilong was still in shock in the elevator. She said there wouldn't be an engagement, no engagement, no... Quan Zhilong's heart suddenly flashed with ecstasy. Could it be that she still couldn't bear to let him go? Could it be that she didn't really have any feelings for Jung Yunho? Quan Zhilong wanted to pull Jing Rong aside to ask clearly, but when he looked up, he was already alone in the elevator. The elevator door was slowly closing, and Quan Zhilong quickly blocked it with his hand before stepping out of the elevator and entering Jing Rong's residence.
Jing Rong was already sitting on the sofa with two cups of hot water in front of her. As she expected, Quan Zhilong walked straight up to her as soon as he came in and asked, "What did you mean by that sentence you just said?"
Jing Rong raised his chin slightly and glanced at the sofa opposite: "Sit down."
Quan Zhilong sat over without hesitation, and Jingrong didn't keep him in suspense and said directly: "You should have discovered the difference between me and Xue Jingrong, right?"
Quan Zhilong pursed his lips, thinking that she was also Xue Jingrong, just another personality. However, at this time, he had a hunch that Jingrong was going to talk about something important, so he didn't hold on to this detail and nodded directly: "Yeah."
"It's unbelievable. People who don't know the situation must think I'm crazy. However, I think you have the right to know that I am not Xue Jingrong, but a soul from China. I don't know why. I was playing in the amusement park with my friends one second, and in the hospital the next second. Then I turned into a Korean girl who looks the same as me and has a similar name. At that time, Xue Jingrong's body had died because of the untimely rescue of suicide, but the magical thing is that her soul was still there. Then, based on this, she said she wanted to make a deal with me. I thought it was really her who summoned me, and that only she could send me back, so I agreed." Jingrong looked at Quan Zhilong deeply, lowered his head to drink a sip of water, and then continued, "The deal is that she wants me to use her identity to continue to be with you, and make you fall in love with her, and then cruelly abandon you..."
Quan Zhilong had originally wanted to stop drinking water, but after hearing Jingrong's words, he didn't know what happened, but the water spilled. Quan Zhilong frantically pulled out a few pieces of paper to wipe the table clean. This process actually made him gradually calm down. After wiping the table clean, he looked up at Jingrong's eyes and said word by word: "Even if you want to get rid of me, there is no need to make up such a lie, right?"
Jingrong paused, and was about to explain when Quan Zhilong interrupted her. With immense disappointment, he added, "Do you find it interesting to completely deny our past?" He stood up, unable to conceal his anger, and strode out. The second before he disappeared from Jingrong's sight, Jingrong's clear voice was heard: "Whether you believe it or not, I've said what I need to say. I'm sorry... and goodbye."
Quan Zhilong's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly turned around, looking at Jing Rong with burning eyes: "What do you mean?"
"Literally." Jing Rong stood up and said, "You've been busy all day, please go back and rest."
Quan Zhilong stared at Jingrong for more than ten seconds, and finally, with a loud "bang", he slammed the door shut, isolating himself from the outside world. Jingrong glanced at the door for a few seconds, then turned back to his room and ran a shower, as if unaffected. Although she had decided to leave, Jingrong felt a sense of melancholy. After all, she had lived in this place for almost a year, and these people were all genuinely kind to her. She kept reminding herself not to get involved, for fear that she would be too attached to them and reluctant to leave. After all... they would never see each other again in this life.
Jingrong wanted to say goodbye to her friends, but when she thought of Quan Zhilong's reaction, she put the phone down again. Forget it, it's better to leave them with good memories. Jingrong was thinking about leaving, but she didn't know that Quan Zhilong, who seemed to be angry with her and left, did not leave after closing the door. Instead, he leaned against her door and slid to the ground. His decadent appearance was heartbreaking.
Jingrong finished her shower and was about to go to bed when she remembered that the door was not locked, so she went to lock it. As if possessed by some strange force, she glanced at the video and saw Quan Zhilong sitting on the ground outside, leaning against the door without any image. Jingrong's eyebrows jumped and she hurriedly opened the door. Quan Zhilong was not prepared and fell backwards, right on Jingrong. Jingrong bent down and helped Quan Zhilong up. Looking at his tired face, she said softly, "Don't you have a concert tomorrow? Go back and rest early."
Quan Zhilong hugged her tightly in his arms, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "I love you, Jingrong."
Jing Rong didn't expect that they would be brought up to this topic again. Just when he was about to reach out to push the person away, he felt a burst of heat on the shoulder that G-Dragon was leaning on, and then his thin pajamas became a little damp. Jing Rong thought of a possibility and raised his hand halfway, but finally couldn't continue.
Men don't cry easily. She really didn't expect Quan Zhilong to be like this. This also showed how deeply he was hurt. In an instant, the overwhelming guilt almost drowned Jingrong.
The two of them remained in a stalemate for more than ten minutes, neither of them speaking or moving. Finally, Jing Rong spoke first, pushing away Quan Zhilong, who had almost calmed down, and said again, "Go back and rest."
G-Dragon shook his head: "I don't want to leave." He had some unspeakable worries in his heart and didn't want to leave Jingrong for a moment.
Jing Rong frowned: "Stop making trouble, go back and rest early."
"Can't I just stay for one night?"
"There are no extra beds or rooms at home."
"It's not like we haven't slept together before. It was just one night."
Jing Rong looked up at Quan Zhilong but said nothing. He was looking at her confidently, arguing, "Anyway, you said you wouldn't get engaged to Jung Yunho, so there's no need to worry about this. Besides, I came all the way back for you, and this is how you treat me? What's wrong with just taking me in for one night?"
"Can you sleep on the couch?"
Quan Zhilong's eyes lit up and he nodded immediately: "Okay!"
Jing Rong leaned sideways and said, "Come in." He closed the door again and walked towards the bedroom, saying, "If you want to wash up, hurry up. I'm going to sleep."
Quan Zhilong followed Jingrong closely, leaning against the bedroom door as he watched her take a new quilt and pillow from the closet. Suddenly, he noticed the mark on her left wrist again. His eyes dimmed, and he asked Jingrong nonchalantly, "When you said goodbye before, was it because... you were going 'back'?"
The man who was so angry before suddenly asked this question. Jing Rong didn't believe that he believed what he said, so he didn't answer directly, but just asked casually: "What do you want to know?"
"How...are you planning on 'going back'?"
"Don't worry about that." Jing Rong smiled and put the blanket in Quan Zhilong's hands. "If you're tired, go and rest first. You can wash up tomorrow morning... By the way, what time is your flight tomorrow?"
"Nine o'clock in the morning."
Jing Rong nodded, "Then it should be in time."
Quan Zhilong asked: "Will you send me off?"
Jing Rong looked at Quan Zhilong's eyes that could not hide his expectation. After thinking for a while, he nodded. After all, they would not be able to meet in the future. It would be nice to be able to fulfill his small request. "Good night."
"Well, good night." G-Dragon returned to the living room with a quilt in his arms, put away the smile on his face, and looked very serious. After thinking for a while, he picked up his mobile phone and edited a text message before preparing to go to bed.
The next day, Jing Rong sent G-Dragon on the plane and then went to the company. Seeing that she had completely recovered, Zhang Jingran was relieved. He didn't want her to be busy as soon as she was discharged from the hospital, so he urged her to go back and have a good rest. Jing Rong did not refuse. She stayed in the office for about half an hour and then went home.
Like Zhang Jingran, the others also felt relieved, including Jung Yunho. Yesterday, Jung Yunho called Zhang Jingran during dinner time and got the news that Jingrong had almost calmed down. He really wanted to drop his work and go see her right then and there, but Zhang Jingran told him that the doctor said Jingrong needed rest, so he gave up the idea. Besides, Jingrong was important, but work was equally important to him. Moreover, he had been at the event with Shen Changmin yesterday. If something happened to him, he would have to drag the youngest member to share the responsibility with him. Jung Yunho obviously didn't want that - it was obvious that he was a much better captain than G-Dragon.
Because Jung Yunho spent too long at Jingrong's place in the morning yesterday, but had to finish his work, he didn't finish until after two in the morning. He was exhausted. As soon as he got in the car, he and the youngest member fell asleep with their heads in each other's arms. He didn't even know how hard the agent dragged them from downstairs to the bed. Then, early in the morning, he hadn't slept enough and was dug out of bed by his agent. He quickly washed up and rushed to the next schedule.
However, there was still time for lunch, and everyone hurried to eat. Jung Yunho hurriedly checked his phone, which contained several unread text messages. The messages from Jing Rong and Zhang Jingran were as he expected. After reading them, he couldn't help but smile. However, when he saw the third message, his expression faded. He pursed his lips and read the content, frowning. He didn't care about eating anymore. He pushed the bowl aside and stood up, holding the phone. His agent hurriedly called him, "Where are you going?"
"I'll make a phone call first."
The agent nodded: "Hurry up and come back soon, there's not much time for lunch."
"I know."
Jung Yunho called Jingrong several times but no one answered. His heart tightened, and he thought of the content of Quan Zhilong's text message. He immediately called Zhang Jingran. Zhang Jingran was also eating and didn't take Jung Yunho's concerns seriously. "The president came to the company this morning, but we saw that she didn't look well, so we persuaded her to go back and rest. Maybe she fell asleep and didn't hear the call? How about calling again later?"
"She's always been a light sleeper. It's impossible for her to not hear the phone ring so many times."
"I know what you're worried about, Jung Yunho. To be honest, before yesterday, I was also worried that the president might be upset. But after she returned to normal yesterday, she really didn't have that tendency. Moreover, she even discussed the company's development with me today..."
"Zhang Jingranxi." Jung Yunho interrupted him, "Last night I received a text message from Quan Zhilongxi. He asked me to pay more attention. What he meant was... that he was worried about this."
Quan Zhilong has been with Jingrong since yesterday. If he has doubts, then it is really worth their attention. Zhang Jingran immediately put down his unfinished meal, stood up with his food and walked out, saying, "Okay, Zheng Yunhaoxi, I'll go to the president's house now. You go ahead and do your work. I'll keep you informed if there is anything else."
"Thank you very much."
"You're welcome."
The author has something to say: I promised to make up for it this morning. Although it’s a bit late, at least I fulfilled my promise, right? So I am indeed hardworking and have integrity, hehehe
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