Chapter 44 I Miss You 11/28 21:00
When Kwon Ji-yong returned home from the company, he checked the time on his phone. It was ten o'clock, not yet time for Ru Feng to go to bed.
An Rufeng's name appeared on the screen. He swiped his finger lightly and dialed the number.
The call was answered quickly, and An Rufeng's familiar voice came from the other end, her tone relaxed and cheerful: "Finished with work? Did you have a good day?"
Kwon Ji-yong sat on the sofa, smiling softly as he said, "I'm generally happy, I miss you."
We broke up just two days after we started dating. It's so hard to be in a long-distance relationship during the honeymoon phase.
"I miss you too." An Rufeng's voice was tinged with laughter.
He's a liar! He talks a good game, but he never actually comes looking for me.
Kwon Ji-yong said in a slightly coquettish tone, "I'll be busy with work in Korea these days and won't have much time to visit you in Japan. Can you come to Korea and keep me company?"
An Rufeng was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, seemingly considering it, before she softly replied, "After I go to the beach, I'll go to South Korea for a few days."
Kwon Ji-yong grumbled in dissatisfaction, "Only a few days? You spend more time with your friends than with me, your boyfriend! I'm going to be in Korea for a long time, so you should stay longer."
Kwon Ji-yong knew that An Yeo-feng and her group's destination was Katanami Beach in Wakayama, Kansai region. They would drive from Tokyo to Wakayama, sightseeing along the way, stopping frequently, which would take at least a month.
He'd been with his friends for a month, but only spent a few days with him; how could Kwon Ji-yong accept that?
An Rufeng quickly explained, "My parents are in Japan. I just feel more at ease staying in Japan."
Upon hearing this, Kwon Ji-yong's heart sank, and a wave of disappointment washed over him. Even with him around, he couldn't feel at ease?
Isn't he someone who can give her the same sense of security?
Kwon Ji-yong was disappointed, but he didn't show it. He simply said, "I know, I just missed you so much."
After hanging up the phone, Kwon Ji-yong leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, but his heart was in turmoil, unable to find peace.
He started to have all sorts of wild thoughts: Did Ru Feng really like him? How much did she like him?
"Ugh," Kwon Ji-yong said, scratching his head in frustration.
It was like light, attracting his attention, yet like light, he couldn't grasp it.
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Kwon Ji-yong twirled a cigarette between his fingers, taking a break from his busy schedule to puff away in a corner.
Upon seeing this, Taiyang asked with concern, "What happened to Zhilong?"
Kwon Ji-yong looks so different now compared to how confident he was a while ago; you can tell at a glance that he's in a bad mood.
Taeyang was puzzled. Although Jiyong had been busy lately, his songwriting process had been going smoothly, so it shouldn't be like this. Could it be that there were problems in his relationship?
But when he looked at the songs he produced, he could tell that they were inspired by Ru Fengxi, and they were incredibly sweet.
Kwon Ji-yong smiled at Tae-yang: "It's nothing, I'm just too tired."
Upon hearing this, Taiyang knew that he didn't want to talk, so he didn't force him to. He simply patted him on the shoulder comfortingly and finished smoking with him.
After finishing his cigarette, Taeyang went to the practice room to practice his solo stage, while Kwon Jiyong went to the production room to work with Teddy, Tap, and the others on an album for his and Tap's subunit.
Late at night, in the YG studio, only Kwon Ji-yong remained.
The final version of the song was finally finalized. Kwon Ji-yong finished his work, rubbed his forehead, stretched, and then picked up his long-neglected phone.
When I opened it, it was already four or five in the morning.
Ru Feng goes to bed no later than 10:30 p.m., so it's impossible to make a phone call at that time.
It felt like he hadn't heard her voice in a long time—one day, two days, or three days?
Kwon Ji-yong decided to wait until An Yeo-poong woke up and talk to her on the phone before going to sleep.
In his past relationships, this was usually the case when he was busy. Because he was too busy and tired, he gradually stopped calling his girlfriend and only sent text messages. Then, sending text messages also took a lot of energy, so naturally, he started to reply to text messages only after a long time, and eventually, he stopped sending text messages altogether.
If this continues, the little affection I had to begin with will gradually be worn away.
Ultimately, they broke up.
He absolutely could not accept that his relationship with Ru Feng would end like this.
Kwon Ji-yong habitually opened SNS and went to An Joo-pung's social media account.
Anru posted a lot of travel photos.
The backgrounds of the photos are rich and diverse, including beautiful natural scenery, parks full of flowers, open meadows, clear blue skies, sunsets with golden afterglow, lush forests, and steaming hot food.
Kwon Ji-yong looked at the photos of An Yeo-feng and her friends, in which she smiled happily and looked carefree and joyful.
Breathtaking scenery, exquisite and delicious food, and like-minded friends.
She was happy without him; she seemed to need him.
She felt that her boyfriend wasn't that important to her; he was dispensable, someone she could discard at any time.
Did she think of him during her trip?
He thinks about her all the time, doesn't she think about him too? Why doesn't she call him?
The thought involuntarily surfaced in her mind again: Did she really like him?
How much do you like it? Maybe just a little? How long will that feeling last?
Does she, like him, want to maintain this relationship?
His thoughts were a jumbled mess, unstoppable and uncontrollable.
Kwon Ji-yong opened the messaging interface, wanting to send a message to An Joo-bong.
Upon opening the app, he discovered that An Rufeng had sent him numerous messages.
Kwon Ji-yong scrolled up to the earliest news item and read through them one by one.
18:07.
Anru Feng: [A very beautiful sunset, let me show you. [Image]]
[Image] The painting I did today includes all my friends, including you who aren't here.
It is a watercolor painting in which the setting sun is like fire, burning the clouds on the horizon and turning the entire sky into a magnificent and splendid picture.
Orange-red, golden-yellow, and pale purple hues are splashed across the sky, weaving together a breathtaking scene.
Sunlight pierced through the gaps in the clouds, shining solely on Kwon Ji-yong, bathing him in a golden halo.
Such beautiful scenery makes me think that I would be even happier if I were with you.
It's strange, usually when I go out, I think of many friends: Tang Yu, Yamada Yusuke, Hirayama Kenichi, Nara Mi, Aunt Qiu... But now when I go out, the first person I want to ask is you.
Idiot, how can a friend and a boyfriend be the same thing?!
[...I want to go eat something delicious. I could do this with friends, but I really want to go with you. I only want to go with you.]
19:36.
I recently stopped in a small town where I could hear the cicadas chirping in the summer. I like to fall asleep to the sound of cicadas because each chirp has a different frequency, rhythm, and volume, so I can always anticipate what the next one will be like. It's very interesting.
In the past, I would have noticed the cicadas chirping here much earlier, but today a friend suggested going to the forest tonight to listen to the cicadas and watch the fireflies, so I noticed them.
I was probably too busy talking to you on the phone last night to notice.
20:48.
My friends went to see fireflies and listen to cicadas tonight, but I didn't go. The signal was bad there, and I'd rather call you.
21:23.
I think I've been focusing too much on you, to the point that I haven't noticed many things. I wonder if you feel the same way? Should I tone it down a bit, or I'll miss out on a lot of fun in my life?
23:00.
【Still not off work this late?】
You're too busy.
I'll be calling you tomorrow at noon; please make time for me.
00:30.
I miss you. What should I do?
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