Chapter 97 Shattered Dreams
It was as if he was dreaming. He saw such a heartbreaking scene last night. Before that, he really thought he was numb, but after seeing it with his own eyes, he realized that it was not the case. He was much more unbearable than he thought. Of course, maybe it was because the truth was too cruel. He felt that after being hurt and in pain like that, even if she told him that she didn't love him, he would not have much fluctuation. The scene last night was completely telling him with actions that she really didn't love him anymore. Otherwise, with her personality, how could she be so close to Jung Yunho?
So quickly, he had completely replaced her in her heart. This day had arrived so quickly, catching him completely off guard. Even when she was with him, she had never been so intimate and open in public! It was undeniable that in that moment, G-Dragon was heartbroken and filled with anger at betrayal. He loved her so much, completely lost in the past with her. Even when she broke their vows and left first, he couldn't bring himself to blame her. Loving her had consumed everything he had, including his energy and emotions. From then on, he couldn't feel any other emotion for her, not hatred, not even empathy. But how could she, when he loved her with all his heart, unwilling to let go of this love even though he knew it would never work out, interact with another man in front of him? How could she accept the kindness of another man? How could she abandon him, move on from this relationship, and leave him struggling alone?
Quan Zhilong couldn't believe it, and he didn't dare to believe it, but the reality was right in front of him. Eyes can't lie, they are much more honest than ears. Even if he wanted to deceive himself that she still loved and missed him, he couldn't do it. The most ridiculous thing was that, on the basis of seeing is believing, he still didn't want to believe this fact. Knowing that she saw him, he thought she would chase him out, so he slowed down his pace to give her a chance, to hear her explanation. Even if it was a lie, he felt comforted and was willing to believe it. But after waiting for a long time, he still couldn't wait. He squatted in the parking lot, looking at the gate of G.R. with expectation, thinking that she would appear, at least come out to see him. His requirements became lower and lower, and he didn't even expect her to explain. As long as she could appear at the door for a second, he would forgive her. But until his legs were numb, he didn't see any trace of her figure.
It turned out that she really didn't care anymore, so she even disdained the deception.
Then, G-Dragon wandered numbly on the street like a lonely ghost, and finally arrived at the place he often went to. His pale face scared Kim. No one dared to say anything and let him indulge in alcohol as if it was indulgence. He had been strong for so long, and he was really about to collapse.
What should he do? Life felt dark and hopeless, even more devastating than the moment they broke up. Back then, he'd thought she loved him, that she cared about him, that there was still hope. He was alive and well, which at least comforted her. But now, she didn't care at all. Whether his life was good or bad, whether he lived or died, it was completely beyond her reach! His life had absolutely nothing to do with her anymore. But how could he, who loved her so much, live this long life? At that moment, he even wondered, without her, what was the meaning of life?
All night, he was lost and sleepwalking, from wantonly indulging himself in alcohol, to being painstakingly brought home by Suntop and the others, to his heart-wrenching vomiting in the middle of the night. Even though icy pain spread throughout his body, his temperature kept climbing, as if he were suddenly trapped in the dual torture of ice and fire. He still couldn't fully sober up. The night was chaotic, and everyone stayed with him, sleepless, perhaps thinking he was in pain. In fact, the moment the needle pierced his skin and pierced his hand, even the pain was so distant, just a body like a walking corpse. What did the pain on his body mean? Perhaps since the day she left him, he had been immersed in a dream and never woke up, not wanting to face this cruel world that left him alone, so he avoided it, was weak.
Even if you don’t want to wake up anymore, you should wake up. No matter how long the dream is, there are still shots. No one can stay immersed in a dream forever.
"Ji-Dragon, wake up. Mom is begging you. It's already past that. It's useless for you to do anything. Move on. Stop thinking about her, okay..." Early in the morning, upon receiving the call, Quan's parents rushed to the hospital. In the ward, their son, whom they had always been proud of, was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes. His face, as pale as paper, was scarier than the snow-white walls. Quan's mother couldn't help it. She pushed open the door, fell on the bed, hugged Quan Zhi-Dragon and cried.
These days, everyone can see that G-Dragon is getting thinner and thinner. His chin is so pointed that it seems like it can pierce a piece of paper. His body is getting thinner and thinner. Whatever clothes he wears are hollow, as if a gust of wind can blow him down. Now, standing in front of the hospital bed, looking at his son whose face is pale and expressionless, his eyes are empty and distracted, as if he has lost his vitality like a withered green leaf, and his wife who is lying on her son crying heart-wrenchingly. He, who has always been strong and optimistic, finally couldn't hold back the tears in his old eyes.
Mother Quan was heartbroken to the point of collapse. What mother could bear to see the child she had carried for ten months, raised with such care, tormented like this? Her son was brilliant and proud, the thing she was most proud of. Why had she ever needed to worry like this? She couldn't accept that her son's eyes, always confident and bright, had dimmed to such a state, as if he had lost all interest in life. What kind of pain and despair could have brought him to this state? Mother Quan didn't know what it was like to completely lose someone she loved, but she knew that if her son couldn't get over this, she would be in even greater pain than he was, and her life would be worse than his.
"G-Dragon... my child, G-Dragon..." Mother Kwon's words were laced with blood and were heartbreaking, moving everyone present to the point of grief. CL and Park Bom had come with their manager and witnessed this scene. Their eyes were red, and they covered their mouths, sobbing softly. Even TOP, who had never cried in public, turned away with red eyes, unable to bear to watch any longer. Who could have imagined that the proud G-Dragon would become so fragile today? They had never imagined, nor could they accept, that the boy with the mischievous smile and the coolness was the G-Dragon in their minds, the King, G-Dragon!
Mother Quan's heart-wrenching cries continued, but no one went up to pull her out, because they knew that only by waking Quan Zhilong up completely and calling out the Quan Zhilong they knew could the matter be truly over.
"Jilong... please, mommy, please..."
When his mother, whose temples were gradually turning white, lay on him and cried bitterly, her heartbreaking pain no less than his, and when his father's always strong eyes also became moist, G-Dragon finally realized that no one could interfere with the life he chose, he could not care about himself, and no one could dissuade him. But in this world, people are not all the same, and the people he loves may not care about his painful struggles. There are also people who feel twice as much pain as he does when he is in pain, and these are his parents who gave birth to him.
Even if you don't live for yourself, can you at least think about your aging parents? And ask yourself: Where are your dreams? Where is your revenge? If a single love affair brings you down, how can you be worthy of all those fans who have unconditionally believed in you? Millions of people are wholeheartedly waiting for you to create miracles, but do you really want to never recover from this?
His mother's sobs still echoed in his ears. Her voice, usually clear and loving, was now hoarse and broken, as if she were about to collapse at any moment. G-Dragon finally listened. In front of everyone, he turned his gaze to his mother's pale face. Looking into her tear-filled eyes, G-Dragon felt an unbearable pain in his heart. He finally reached out and hugged her back.
He was no longer in the age of self-will and could no longer be so selfish. He might not be everything to her, but he was everything to his parents. G-Dragon hugged his mother tightly, sensing her vulnerability, which she usually hid well, and once again blamed himself to the point of no return.
But Quan's mother didn't even have the energy to blame them. She was heartbroken and kept hugging her son tightly, crying loudly without hesitation, even trying to cry out all the worries in her heart at once. Quan's father couldn't help but stepped forward and took the mother and son in his arms. The family of three used this most primitive way to warm each other and heal their wounds.
After crying for a long time, Quan's mother's voice gradually became lower and finally turned into soft sobs. Quan Zhilong patted her back with one hand and moved his eyes to the people standing in a row on the right, first looking at TOP and Taeyang: "Hyung, Yongbae, you take your brothers to catch up with your respective announcements first. Park Bom, CL, you should have work to do too, so go over there and get busy."
After hearing what G-Dragon said, his father and mother also reacted and stepped forward to thank the children, then let them leave: "It's okay, you all go and do your work, we will take care of G-Dragon here."
Taeyang looked at Quan Zhilong with some concern: "Zhilong, you..."
"I'm fine." Quan Zhilong smiled, "By the way, where's Nan Guo?"
"I'm asking for leave for you. I can't make it to today's show. I need to negotiate with the radio station."
Quan Zhilong frowned, glanced at the IV drip, and said, "It should be finished soon, and I can go to record the show this afternoon."
As soon as he said this, everyone in the ward looked at him nervously. Jin Nanguo just hung up the phone and came in, frowning and saying, "Nonsense! Are you trying to make us faint again and cause chaos again?"
"Brother, I'm fine."
Mother Quan patted him and said, "Jiyong, don't be so stubborn. You have to take care of your health first if you want to work."
"Auntie is right." Jin Nanguo nodded. "If you go to work in this state, it will only increase our workload. Stop saying such things. The president has already granted you two days of leave. Wait until you recover and then start working again."
"That won't work. I have to go to Taipei for a concert in two days. The work will just pile up more and more, and I won't have time by then."
Quan Zhilong focused on his work at this time, and Jin Nanguo was very comforted. He stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "It's good that you think this way. Don't do this again in the future. Let it go this time."
G-Dragon frowned and still wanted to fight for himself. It was not that he was so eager to work. Indeed, he felt very guilty about his neglect of work and fans in recent times, and he had a strong desire to make amends. But more than that, he was still afraid that if he stopped, he would fall into an emotion that he could not extricate himself from. Now he did not dare to underestimate the influence of that person on him. If he did nothing for two days and just thought about her, he would really collapse.
But if everyone disagreed with G-Dragon's current work, G-Dragon really had no choice, as he was powerless. But G-Dragon also had his own way. He was locked in the ward for the whole day. The next day, when no one was there, he forcibly checked out of the ward and rushed to the company. Everyone saw that he was in good condition and thought it was the doctor's consent. After reading a few words, they let him plunge into the tense and heavy work.
This time, G-Dragon hadn't thought about anything else. Work had taken over his entire life, leaving him no time to even check the internet for entertainment news. Fans, unable to understand his clockwork-like nervousness, could only repeatedly urge him to take care of himself via email or even letters. Honestly, G-Dragon found his life fulfilling this way, provided he didn't think about her. The thought of her still ached, as if it would never heal.
On October 20th and 21st, Big Bang will hold two consecutive concerts at the Taipei Arena. They are not unfamiliar with Taipei at all. They just held a press conference there a day in advance. Then after the concert, they flew directly to Manila, Philippines on the 22nd. On the 24th, they will hold a concert at the Manila Arena. It’s just like G-Dragon himself said, they will only get busier as they get older, and the work will only pile up more and more.
Unlike G-Dragon, Jing Rong is not as good as before. No matter how she calls out or how hard she tries to feel, she can't feel any response from the original owner, as if... she really disappeared.
The thought of this possibility made Jing Rong's face change slightly. In fact, when she first accepted this mission, she also wondered whether the original owner had this ability. If she really had the ability to summon herself and send her back, why couldn't she even handle a man? But when she decided to accept this mission, Jing Rong chose to believe it. She believed that this would be her way to go home, and it was the only way. So she would rather believe it than not. In the past few days, every step she took was so entangled. She betrayed her principles time and time again, torturing such a proud man like this. Even the completely innocent Zheng Yunhao was implicated. She had no way out and didn't want to turn back. If the original owner told her now that she couldn't go back, what would she do?
The hot water in the bathtub slowed down, and mist gradually rose, making the whole bathroom look like it was filled with smoke. Jing Rong sat in the bathtub, naked, with most of her snow-white skin submerged in the water, obscured by the floating white foam, leaving only her snow-white neck, long black hair, and a face with picturesque features but a cold temperament. It seemed like a pure white world, and in this world, Jing Rong's lips were set off to look bright red, with an unnatural gorgeousness, a kind of dazzling beauty.
Jing Rong was sitting in the bathtub, not to take a bath. She held a delicate fruit knife in her right hand, placed it on the blood vessels on her left wrist, rubbing the skin and moving slightly. The sharp blade flashed a faint cold light under the light. Jing Rong was not afraid at all, as if she was playing a game. She even had a leisurely smile on her face. She stared at her wrist closely, and her voice echoed in the empty bathroom.
"Xue Jingrong, you once took sleeping pills while lying in the bathtub. You should know that the effect of my knife attack is definitely no less than that of you taking a whole bottle of sleeping pills, right?" Jingrong smiled gently. "You don't want to show up, right? Do you know that President Xue is lying in the hospital ward, almost dying? I heard that his greatest wish in this life is to carry on the Xue family's prosperity in your hands. If I cut him with this knife, do you think he can hold on after his wish is shattered?"
Only Jing Rong's voice echoed in the quiet space, as if she was talking to herself. Jing Rong was not angry, she even smiled more brightly: "Well, it seems that you also want to know what position you hold in President Xue's heart, right? Very good, we finally have the same idea..." As she spoke, Jing Rong's voice became lower and lower, and in the end it seemed like she was whispering in her throat. The knife was getting closer and closer, and one could even see the red marks slowly appearing on the transparent skin.
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