Chapter 80 The Rose in My Heart 3/25.18.44
Kwon Ji-yong was stunned upon hearing this.
In a flash, he finally understood.
He finally realized where his recent outburst of anger came from.
He was angry that she was his illegitimate child.
Kwon Ji-yong's gaze lingered on An Joo-bong.
Looking at An Rufeng, who was bending over and looking at her quietly with her head slightly lowered.
Kwon Ji-yong raised his hand, hooked it around her neck, pressed it against the back of her head, and applied slight pressure.
The distance between the two instantly shortened.
An Rufeng's eyes flickered slightly as she approached him, but quickly calmed down.
She looked down at him with her eyes slightly lowered.
Kwon Ji-yong stared straight into her eyes, at her clear gaze, his expression somewhat indescribable.
Her breath gently brushed against his cheek, and the warmth of her breath made him slightly dazed.
Neither of them spoke, and the room was quiet, save for the soft sound of their breathing.
After gazing at her silently for a while, Kwon Ji-yong whispered, "Why do you have to be a stalker?"
This is the same question again.
An Rufeng merely frowned slightly; she was almost immune to this question by now: "Everyone says not to ask me why I'm a stalker, so why do you keep asking?"
Upon hearing this, Kwon Ji-yong released his grip with a dark expression, turned his chair around to face the table, and seemed to still harbor resentment.
Why do you always ask?
Because I mind! Because I'm unwilling to accept it!
I mind that she's a illegitimate child.
He was unwilling to accept that the person he had feelings for was a illegitimate child.
When he got home that night, Kwon Ji-yong wanted to go out for drinks with Lee Soo-hyuk.
But because he is now in Anjou, the trip was cancelled.
Kwon Ji-yong lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and couldn't help but chat with Lee Soo-hyuk on his phone.
Kwon Ji-yong: [Tell me, if someone is a bad person, is it okay to like her?]
Lee Soo-hyuk had just finished working out when he saw Kwon Ji-yong's message and raised an eyebrow.
Li Xiuhe typed a few words and sent them.
Lee Soo-hyuk: [How bad is he? Does he commit crimes?]
Kwon Ji-yong: [Is it a crime to sneak into a stranger's house?]
Lee Soo-hyuk: [Of course it counts! lol, Jiyong, you wouldn't happen to fall for a burglar, would you?]
Kwon Ji-yong: [Breakout robbery? That can't be that dramatic.]
Also, this is hypothetical, so please don't apply it to me.
Li Xiuhe: [...]
Kwon Ji-yong: [Answer my question quickly!]
Lee Soo-hyuk: [If it's not illegal, you can like it.]
She hasn't broken the law, has she? But how can she like illegitimate children?
Lee Soo-hyuk countered with, "Do you think it's okay to like it?"
Kwon Ji-yong: [I don't know.]
Lee Soo-hyuk: [kkk, asking if I can like it is a bit redundant.]
Kwon Ji-yong: [Why?]
Lee Soo-hyuk: [When you ask yourself if you can like someone, your heart has already already liked them. What's the point of reasoning and figuring out the answer?]
Kwon Ji-yong stared at the message Lee Soo-hyuk sent, his brows furrowed deeply.
He put down his phone and buried himself under the covers.
No, he shouldn't like illegitimate children.
ah!
Why should she be a illegitimate child?!
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Seoul 88 Stadium.
Today is the rehearsal.
Anru Feng also came, because she might be the one to officially go on stage, and she also wanted to find an opportunity to go up for rehearsals later.
Anru Feng sat in the seat closest to the stage, silently watching the people on stage rehearse.
Even during rehearsals, the BB members on stage are very serious and meticulous. If anything is wrong, they will stop to check, patiently repeat the performance again and again, and constantly refine and adjust it.
As Kwon Ji-yong performed, he moved around the stage, sweat dripping from his hair, forehead, and temples. He lingered for a while on An Joo-feng's side of the stage before moving on to other parts of the stage.
In the instant she turned and tossed her head, a drop of sweat landed right on the back of An Rufeng's hand.
The sweat still carried warmth, and the moment it landed on An Rufeng's hand, a burning sensation instantly spread across the back of her hand.
It felt like being gently touched and burned by a tiny flame.
An Rufeng was slightly taken aback and subconsciously raised her hand.
An Rufeng stared blankly for a moment as she watched the drop of sweat slowly spread across the back of her hand.
During her time as Kwon Ji-yong, she came into contact with many fans, and without exception, their eyes were filled with fervent and passionate love.
She encountered many devoted fans who supported her regardless of wind or rain. Anru Feng was someone who didn't care about people or things, but even so, she was forced to remember the voices of some fans.
Anru Feng has never been able to understand the love fans have for their idols.
Fans are just one of millions of fans of an idol. Idols don't know the names or faces of their fans, and they don't appear in the daily lives of their fans.
How could someone have such a persistent, passionate, and fervent love for a complete stranger?
Looking at the sweat on her hands, still warm from the stage, Anru Feng now understood a little bit.
Even though he's working hard for millions of fans, a single moment of interaction, specific and clear, allows you to feel that he's working hard for you alone.
In that instant, it's like charged particles in the solar wind interacting with Earth's atmosphere, creating a rare and unique pink aurora, beautiful and romantic.
The probability is very small, but it's a moment to look forward to. If she's a fan, it must be for this rare moment.
She likes and looks forward to low-probability events happening.
Ran Lu sat next to An Rufeng and watched An Rufeng paint a picture.
That was a scene of Kwon Ji-yong performing on stage. He turned around against the light, his half-exposed face showing a resolute and focused gaze.
The sweat that splattered when I shook my head glistened under the light, like countless sparkling pearls dancing in the air.
Ru Feng doesn't really like Kwon Ji-yong, so why did she draw him? The drawing is still good-looking and positive.
Ran Lu's mind raced, and she couldn't help but ask with a smile, "Did you enjoy watching it?"
"I'm quite happy," Anru Feng nodded.
She somewhat understood the fans' passionate pursuit of BB members, but she still didn't understand BB's enthusiasm and energy for performing.
The practice sessions were intense and of a high standard, and the tour included many shows, creating a performance that felt like burning with vitality.
Is it because of money? As far as she knows, they already have a lot of money and are very successful. They don't need to work so hard to achieve this level.
Because of fans?
Because you love the stage?
Looking at the scene she had drawn, An Rufeng realized that she had probably brought one of the millions of fans into the picture. It was a fan's perspective on her idol's wholehearted performance.
This painting expresses both the fans' love for their idol and the idol's passion for performing, making it seem very vibrant.
Like a lit firework, it is a beauty achieved through all-out effort.
An Rufeng thought about it and realized that there was nothing in her life that she could love so much that she would go all out or even risk her life to pursue.
Anru Feng glanced at her painting again. She was satisfied and happy when she painted it, and she still felt happy looking at it now.
Looking at An Rufeng's expression, Ran Lu couldn't help but ask tentatively, "How do you draw Kwon Ji-yong?"
“He has a lot of charisma on stage, and I want to draw it.”
"Didn't you not really like him?"
"He is the rarest and most expensive red diamond. Although I like white diamonds, he is so dazzling that I have to take a look."
"Give it to me." A male voice suddenly rang out.
An Rufeng looked in the direction of the sound and found that the music had stopped. Quan Zhilong was squatting on the edge of the stage, staring intently at the painting in her hand.
"Why?"
“You drew me, didn’t you?” Kwon Ji-yong then shifted his gaze from the painting to An Joo-bong’s face.
"No, this is one of my personal paintings."
"Then let me see it."
"I won't look." Anru Feng put the painting away.
"Why?"
"Private paintings are not allowed to be viewed by outsiders."
Kwon Ji-yong was taken aback: "You drew me." How could he be an outsider?
"After the words are expressed by the author, the reader's feelings after reading them are personal."
Kwon Ji-yong looked at An Yeo-feng, his eyes filled with burning anticipation when no fans were watching him.
Maybe she really isn't a illegitimate child.
He noticed the daisy watch on her wrist again and wanted to ask about the engraving, wondering if there was a misunderstanding.
Kwon Ji-yong opened his mouth, but ultimately didn't ask the question.
I didn't ask about the ring and watch before because I was too lazy to expose her disguise. I'm not asking now because I'm afraid to ask, afraid of revealing the truth.
Anru Feng was like a rose parasitizing his heart; her thorns were deeply embedded in his soul. He should have let her wither, but he couldn't help wanting her to bloom.
The rehearsal was paused for a while, then the music started again. Kwon Ji-yong jumped off the stage and let An Yeo-poong take his place in the rehearsal.
Anru Feng went on stage.
Kwon Ji-yong had originally made an excuse to let An Yeo-feng rehearse and was about to take a casual stroll when Choi Soon-ho, also looking like he had something to do, pulled him to a quiet, secluded corner.
"What's going on? Why are you being so mysterious?" Kwon Ji-yong lit a cigarette.
Choi Soon-ho sighed, lit a cigarette, took a drag, and after looking Kwon Ji-yong over for a while, asked again to confirm, "You're Ji-yong, right?"
Because Choi Soon-ho often conveyed important information to Kwon Ji-yong, Kwon Ji-yong told Choi Soon-ho that he and An Yeo-poong would switch bodies, and only gave him the information after confirming that it was him.
Kwon Ji-yong nodded.
"Someone is investigating you."
"Who is it?" Kwon Ji-yong paused in his act of twirling a cigarette.
“The people in Japan.” Choi Soon-ho opened the message on his phone and handed it to Kwon Ji-yong.
"Japan? What are they up to now?" Kwon Ji-yong scrolled through his phone, his lips pressed tightly together, his aura low and cold.
"I don't know. It was the Yamada family. They were quite open and aboveboard when they investigated you. They only checked your basic information and checked several times to see if you had any criminal records."
Choi Soon-ho paused, then guessed, "Could it be a scandal? A setup? We haven't offended the Yamada family, nor do we have any conflicts of interest, so we don't know what their purpose is."
Anyway, he has no criminal record. Kwon Ji-yong handed the phone back to Choi Soon-ho: "He only has so many tricks up his sleeve. I'll be more careful lately."
Cui Shunhao shook his head: "I'm afraid it's not that simple. We might have already fallen into a trap. This matter may be related to An Rufeng and Ranlu."
Kwon Ji-yong looked directly at Choi Soon-ho.
“Your previous home in Itaewon was visited by An Rufeng and her friends on their first day of their trip to South Korea. An Rufeng and her friends knew the Yamada family. This time, the eldest daughter of the Yamada family came to South Korea with them.”
Choi Soon-ho flipped through his phone and showed him other materials, including CCTV screenshots of An Yeo-poong and the others outside their house in Itaewon, as well as photos of An Yeo-poong and the others walking together with Yamada Etsumi.
Kwon Ji-yong finished reading in silence.
"They were just asking for directions and chatting about some trivial things; it was probably a coincidence."
Choi Soon-ho's eyes widened: "An Ru-feng is an illegitimate child, how can you defend her!"
“An Rufeng might not be an illegitimate child. And in all this time, apart from the body swap, nothing bad has happened.”
"Kwon Ji-yong, when did you become so naive!"
"Innocent until proven guilty, don't jump to conclusions so quickly. I will act more cautiously from now on." Kwon Ji-yong said something that even he himself found naive and absurd.
Just as Choi Soon-ho was about to say something, someone arrived and stopped at the bottom of the stairs.
Choi Soon-ho shut his mouth. They were on the stairs leading to the second floor, where people below couldn't see them.
The people below were already talking, and it would be awkward for them to leave at this point, so they had no choice but to stay put and wait for the people below to finish speaking and leave.
As they listened, they realized that the voice of the person speaking below sounded somewhat familiar.
It's Brother Li and Ran Lu!
Because they were speaking Chinese, it took the two of them a while to realize who the person was.
They were just talking about them, suspecting them of having a conspiracy. Although he couldn't understand Chinese, Choi Soon-ho couldn't help but listen carefully.
Suddenly, Choi Soon-ho seemed to hear a pronunciation similar to Kwon Ji-yong's name. He immediately became alert, took out his phone, and started recording.
Choi Soon-ho looked at Kwon Ji-yong, his eyes silently conveying, "They're talking about you."
Downstairs, Ran Lu and Brother Li were chatting.
"Should we tell Ru Feng the truth, let her know that her body swap with Quan Zhilong might be because they were lovers in another time and space?" Ran Lu asked, troubled.
Why should I tell you?
"Things are not going smoothly at all. The two of them have never clicked. In fact, Kwon Ji-yong still thinks that Ru Feng is an illegitimate child. If the misunderstanding is not cleared up, they may become enemies."
"So what? Anyway, people who hate each other to a certain extent will remember each other. Maybe that will happen faster than falling in love." Brother Li was a pragmatist, and he didn't take it seriously.
"But they were lovers. What if they start remembering each other because they dislike each other, and that affects their relationship?"
"At most, it's awkward. Maybe they're not actually lovers, but people they hate? Enemies? Watanabe is a prime example."
"How could that be? After using up this last spot, she'll never see her parents again. How could she possibly give it to her enemy?" Ran Lu had actually thought the same thing about Brother Li, but how could that be possible?
"Perhaps Ru Feng has already figured it out and wants to return to a normal life, and no longer cares whether the quota has been used up."
Brother Li observed that An Rufeng and Quan Zhilong were constantly at odds, neither willing to give in.
They are both self-centered and unwilling to change for each other. He felt that they were more likely to become people who disliked each other than lovers.
Ran Lu sighed, "If only it were like that. But she definitely didn't understand, otherwise she wouldn't have thrown away the card with the address information written on it. If you hadn't picked it up and brought her to H country, she would have gone to another time and space long ago. This is hardly a return to a normal life."
Brother Li thought that perhaps she figured it out while spending time with new acquaintances, and because she forgot the moment she had figured it out, that's why she threw away the card.
He didn't care whether the person who used the spot was someone he disliked or someone he loved; he only cared whether the spot had been used. He simply nodded in agreement with Ran Lu's statement and then instructed her, "We must never tell Ru Feng the truth about the body swap, otherwise we will have a hard time explaining it."
And once you tell her, she'll definitely guess your real reason for coming to H country—that you want to create opportunities for her to spend time with those who used the quota. At that point, she definitely won't stay in H country; she'll find a way to go to another dimension.
"How about we tell Quan Zhilong the truth? So he won't think Ru Feng is an illegitimate child anymore?" Ran Lu still felt that things shouldn't continue like this.
"Kwon Ji-yong has always believed that Ru Feng was behind the body swap. If we tell him now that it might be because Ru Feng and the other timeline's him were lovers, that's why they swapped bodies, but we can't provide any solid evidence, do you think he'll believe us?"
Ran Lu thought about it and realized that was indeed the case.
Ru Feng then learned that future natural disasters could be used to prove that the incredible thing of time travel was real.
But they don't know what the future holds. If they tell Kwon Ji-yong this, he definitely won't believe them, and might even become more suspicious of a conspiracy.
Ran Lu had no choice but to give up the idea and sighed, "It seems we can only let them develop freely. Whether they become enemies or friends is up to fate."
Brother Li and Ran Lu chatted for a while longer, exchanged ideas, and then left.
Choi Soon-ho spoke after they had walked for a while: "Ji-yong, did you recognize your name?"
Kwon Ji-yong nodded. Although they were speaking Chinese and he couldn't understand what they were saying, he still knew his own name.
Choi Soon-ho said solemnly, "I heard them mention your name several times. Why would they talk about something in such a secluded place? They must be plotting something."
He raised his phone to record the conversation. "They might mention body swapping, and there's no translator we can trust," Choi Soon-ho frowned, then relaxed his brow as if remembering something. "Luckily, we have translation software now. Let's go, let's find out what they said ourselves."
Choi Soon-ho took a few steps, then turned around and found that Kwon Ji-yong was still standing there, not following.
"Come on, hurry up!" Cui Shunhao urged.
“I’m going to oversee the rehearsal. You go and translate by yourself, then just tell me what they said.” Kwon Ji-yong didn’t move; he didn’t want to go.
"You don't need to supervise the rehearsals. An Rufeng is rehearsing in your place. What excuse will she have to continue if you go back?"
Choi Soon-ho pulled Kwon Ji-yong away, saying, "Come on, you're free now, why don't you translate it yourself? Why do you need me to convey what's being said? Besides, two people translating together is definitely faster than one person translating alone."
Kwon Ji-yong had no choice but to reluctantly go with him to translate.
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