Chapter 78 Chapter 78
By the time Lia finally stood up and stretched herself, Kwon Ji-yong had been standing at the door for who knows how long. He didn't want to go back to the dorm right away. The members had no plans today, and he didn't know how to face them. Although the prosecutor's office had dropped the charges,
But his test result was positive. He felt embarrassed even to say it. After parting ways with his manager, he sat alone in the studio for a long time. There was no paperwork to process; he just wanted to be alone.
My phone keeps vibrating, and messages keep coming in. 【Kiko】 Why don't you answer the phone? 【Kiko】 What happened? 【Kiko】 I'm worried.
Call me back when you see this message... I miss you. [Kiko] ... Each message became more urgent than the last, until finally it quieted down.
Quan Zhilong lowered his eyes to look at his phone for a moment, then deleted the text in the chat box. He knew it wasn't a good habit, but he was too tired to maintain this relationship.
The last group of messages came from the slave producer group. It was evening. [NeonL] Local specialties collected here are absolutely delicious. Remember to take some for yourself. ^^ There's a photo attached below.
The background is Teddy's recording studio. Several large bags of local specialties are placed on the table, almost covering the entire table. Kush immediately responded. [K-Flow] Big! I know Lia has been thinking about Oppa TT
Wait until I get back to the company! 【BigT】 Aren’t you going out on a date? 【K-Flow】 Tomorrow, I’ll definitely go tomorrow! 【NeonL】 Oh wow~ Who are you going out with? (curious.jpg)
Quan Zhilong glanced at the clock on the wall, and before he realized it, his body had already stood up from the sofa.
He left his recording studio and walked slowly along the empty corridor, as if being pushed forward by some invisible force. As he turned the familiar corner, a faint light shone from the end of the corridor.
She was still in the public recording studio. She was helping someone with a song, sometimes writing and drawing on a notebook, sometimes testing the sound on the keyboard. He had no idea what he was doing here.
He didn't even reach out to push the door open, but just quietly watched her back through the glass. He knew he was in a strange state. He wanted to be alone, but also wanted someone to accompany him. He wanted to be closer to her, but didn't want her to notice.
His mind was in a mess, and he just stood there. Fortunately, this recording studio was at the end, and the door could only be seen after turning a corner. So as long as no one walked up to it, they wouldn't notice him standing outside. After an unknown amount of time, Lia stretched.
She usually doesn't pay attention to the door, but for some reason today, she took a look at it - "Oppa?" She was a little surprised, and her eyes, which were a little wet because of yawning, suddenly widened.
"Why don't you come in?" she said, standing up and walking towards the door. The glass door of the recording studio was so soundproof that Quan Zhilong could only see her mouth shape, guessed what she meant, and reached out to push the door open.
"Just arrived." He forced a smile, trying to look normal. "Just about to come in." Lia was stunned. Something was wrong.
Even with a smile on his face, he exuded a sense of despair, like a stray cat drenched by the rain on the side of the road, lost and uneasy. She had never seen Quan Zhilong like this before. In her heart, he had always been omnipotent.
Countless possibilities flashed through her mind, but she chose to pretend she hadn't noticed anything in the next second. "Oppa, do you want to listen to the song I just wrote?" she asked with a smile, "But it's only a small part, and I'm not satisfied with it no matter how many times I've revised it."
"Yeah." Quan Zhilong sat down on the sofa, his chin resting on his hands, and his body leaning forward slightly. His posture looked casual, but his back was straight, like a string that could break at any moment.
Lia glanced at him, then calmly turned around and sat back at the keyboard. She tapped the keyboard twice to confirm the scale, then slowly began to play.
Without any elaborate setup, the melody unfolded instantly, like a painting unfolding directly in his mind. Dreamy and light, it felt like a lullaby he'd heard as a child. For a moment, the recording studio and its chaotic thoughts faded silently, and he briefly transported himself to another world.
But soon, the music ended. She'd probably only written the chorus, and the image before his eyes shattered, bringing him back to reality. "...Can you play it again?" The voice was so low it was almost inaudible.
Lia nodded, not asking why, and slowly began playing again. He didn't stop, and she didn't ask any more questions. It was just that chorus, looping over and over again.
By the time she finally felt her fingertips ache, she had lost count of how many times she had done it. "...How is it?" She turned around, a hint of caution in her tone.
"...It sounds very nice." Kwon Ji-yong nodded slightly, his lips curled up, but there was no real smile. "If you keep listening to it, you should be able to sleep well." "What? It's not a lullaby." Lia was a little helpless.
Quan Zhilong chuckled softly and let out a bitter breath. He really meant it. He hadn't had a good night's sleep in... a long time.
When I closed my eyes, I could see the scene of the celebration banquet that day and the cold light of the interrogation in the procuratorate, interweaving back and forth - champagne, smoke, incandescent lights, cold metal... Although I was exhausted to the extreme, my brain was like an out-of-control projector, constantly flashing various images.
Occasionally, when he fell asleep, he would dream of the prosecutor's face. At first, he was smiling politely, but then the smile gradually widened and twisted, and finally turned into a huge black hole, swallowing him whole.
Lia was still looking at him, trying to maintain composure on the surface, but her eyes were filled with caution. He knew that he must look terrible now.
"You go ahead and do your thing. I'll just sit here for a while." He spoke uncomfortably, his tone deliberately dismissive. "Okay." Lia didn't ask any more questions, and quietly turned back to continue writing and drawing in her notebook.
Quan Zhilong leaned against the sofa, his eyes fixed on her busy back. A few strands of her hair, tucked behind her ears, fell down, casting a soft halo of light under the light.
The sound of keyboards and occasional noises from equipment filled his ears, and his mind was still a mess, but he felt inexplicably at peace.
At some point, he slowly slid down, half lying down, his eyes following her swaying several times, finally stopping in mid-air, his eyelids slowly drooping. Soon, his breathing became slow and steady.
It wasn't a quiet environment, but the person on the sofa seemed to have finally found a place to rest and fell into a deep sleep. * Quan Zhilong slept very soundly.
The sleepiness and fatigue that had been accumulating for a long time suddenly burst out at this moment, and she didn't even notice the ringing of her cell phone. "Hello." Lia picked up the phone and quietly walked out the door.
The screen showed the caller as "Lee Soo Hyuk." She hesitated for a moment, then answered the phone. Hearing a female voice on the other end, Lee Soo Hyuk froze for a moment, then took the phone away and glanced at the screen. Sure enough, it was Kwon Ji Yong's number.
"Hello, who are you?"
"Oh, I'm Lia. We've met before. Oppa is asleep now, and I'm worried it's urgent, so I picked up first." She paused, feeling that her words could be misunderstood, and added, "We're in the recording studio."
"Hello Lia, long time no see." Lee Soo Hyuk chuckled softly, his tone softening. "It's nothing. Just ask him to call back when he wakes up."
"Okay..." She was about to end it, but before the phone was about to hang up, she couldn't help but say, "Um...Oppa, has something happened recently?"
"Well, something happened, but I'm not sure if I can tell you. When he wakes up, you can ask him directly?" "...Okay, thank you." Lia didn't ask any more questions, exchanged a few polite words, and hung up the phone.
In the recording studio, the person on the sofa was still asleep. Their long eyelashes occasionally fluttered, as if they were still trapped in some uneasy dream. The dark circles under their eyes were clearly the result of accumulated fatigue.
Lia looked at it for a while, sighed, and gently put the phone back. ...... When Quan Zhilong woke up, it was already noon the next day.
He opened his eyes and stared at the studio ceiling. It took him a long moment to realize where he was. He was covered in a thin blanket, and the room was empty. Thanks to a long, long sleep, he hadn't had a headache.
He rubbed his face with a wry smile. He had actually fallen asleep here. He sat up slowly and found his phone on the armrest, along with a small note:
"Oppa, I didn't wake you up because I slept so well. Lee Soo Hyuk called, remember to call him back^^" Quan Zhilong stared at the note for a long time before picking up his phone and calling back. The other party quickly picked up. "Are you awake?"
"Yeah." "What happened?" "Nothing serious, no prosecution for a small amount." Quan Zhilong rubbed his eyebrows, picked up the note, stood up and walked out.
"That's great." Lee Soo Hyuk's tone relaxed a little, and then he changed his tone, "Why did you fall asleep in the recording studio?" "That's right, I haven't rested for too long."
There was a piece of white paper taped to the studio door, with a marker saying, "The studio is occupied today. Please do not disturb. Thank you." No wonder no one came to disturb him even after he slept until noon. He walked over, removed the paper, and headed towards the garage.
Lee Soo Hyuk uttered a meaningful "hmm" and didn't ask any further questions. "Lia asked me what happened, but I didn't tell her. Did you tell her yourself?" "Hmm, I'll see to it."
"By the way, your Kiko has contacted me, hurry up and message her." "Okay." Quan Zhilong replied briefly. There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment. When Li Zhuhe felt that he was about to hang up, he suddenly heard him ask in a low voice.
"You mean... is there something wrong with me?" Lee Soo Hyuk was stunned. He knew what Kwon Ji Ryong was referring to, but he didn't realize it until now.
"Yeah, it's a big problem," Lee Soo Hyuk said, his tone hinting at something, a hint of complexity in his voice. "Got it, nothing else, I'm hanging up first." Kwon Ji Yong's tone was not very good, as if he regretted asking that question, and he quickly hung up after saying goodbye.
Lee Soo Hyuk raised an eyebrow as his phone beeped. Fortunately, the most pressing issue had been resolved, and he could finally sleep peacefully. As for the rest... well, that wasn't his concern.
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