Kidnap a superstar for a romance

Chapter 630 If Line If You Haven't Left Korea 98

Quan Zhilong touched Xu Yisong's hair and asked in a low voice, "What happened? Can you tell me?" If nothing had happened, Xu Yisong would not be in this state.

“I don’t want to be a singer anymore.”

The answer, which was lighter than the question, came clearly into his ears against the side of his neck.

Before he could ask what was going on, a slightly warm liquid landed on the skin of his neck.

It's warm, but cooler than your body temperature.

"Baby..." He stretched out his hand to look at Xu Yisong's face, but was caught by Xu Yisong. So he stopped and just hugged her, letting his cold tears wet the clothes on his shoulders.

"I don't want to be a singer anymore." She was afraid that her dream would be eaten up by others, and she was afraid that she would eat up other people's dreams.

At this moment, Xu Yisong buried his head in Quan Zhilong's shoulder and poured out all his sadness in front of his closest person: "Oppa, why is the world like this? I don't understand, I don't understand..."

From her tearful, intermittent words, Quan Zhilong pieced together what had happened.

What happened to SM even happened to themselves and to everyone around them who was chasing the dream of becoming a star, the only difference was the form of exploitation.

These things have long become the conventions of the industry, and they all assume that this is the price to pay for wanting to stand on the stage and be in front of the public.

Some people may not know it at first, and it will take many years of personal experience to understand what is behind this gorgeous dream. Some people may know it from the beginning, but still want to break in regardless of their own safety.

Whether they are kept in the dark or knowing the truth but still want to throw themselves into the fire, no matter which kind of people are, they will inevitably continue to fall into it. The attraction of fame is far greater than the suffering that has not yet happened to them, and when it really happens, there is no escape, and they can only continue to struggle forward in the quagmire.

Xu Yisong is much better than them. She is someone who can struggle and see hope, as long as she is a little less selfish.

But she is not a selfish person.

Quan Zhilong knew her, so he understood why she said that.

He reached out and hugged her tightly, touching her head as if comforting a child: "Our Yisong is really kind." But the kinder people are, the more likely they are to suffer.

Xu Yisong is a person with strong empathy, which is her greatest strength and also her greatest weakness.

Too much empathy makes it easy for her to empathize with others. She can easily sense and empathize with others whether they are happy or sad.

Empathy for joy can make people happy, but empathy for suffering will only copy the pain onto oneself.

Such people are always simple and beautiful, holding romantic idealism, and always willing to believe that the world should be beautiful.

But the real world is often far from our ideal.

It doesn't matter if kind people can be a little bit stupid, they can still live happily. But it's a pity that Xu Yisong is kind and smart. Smart people can see the truth of the world, but they can't even deceive themselves.

Did she really not understand? She just understood it too clearly.

Just like when she said she didn't want to be a singer anymore, she said that because she missed her. This is what she cherishes most, she won't and can't give it up, she's just too sad.

She was angry at the darkness of the world and felt guilty about her own powerlessness in the face of injustice.

When Xu Yisong had cried enough, Quan Zhilong opened a bottle of water and fed it to her, while helping her wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes and the tear marks on her face.

Xu Yisong held the bottle of water by herself, and she seemed to feel better after crying, but the problem that was bothering her was still not solved.

"Oppa, if it were you, what would you do?"

Quan Zhilong paused for a moment, but soon returned to normal. He folded the wet tissue and pressed it around Xu Yisong's red and swollen eyes, and said gently: "I don't know, I'm just an ordinary person, we are all just ordinary people. The only thing we can do is to be ourselves and fulfill our responsibilities."

He will work hard for his dream, be responsible for his ideals, and be responsible for his identity. This is the only thing he can do now.

Xu Yisong could not get any of the answers she wanted, and she had to find the answer herself. Quan Zhilong knew that she would have her own answer in her heart, but he would be with her no matter what the final answer was.

Although he was still sad, Xu Yisong had some vague thoughts in his heart.

Maybe she knew what she wanted to do.

The eyes that were red and swollen due to tears became bright again.

Quan Zhilong looked at Xu Yisong like this, smiled, touched her face and asked: "Have you figured it out?"

"No." Xu Yisong put his face against his palm and answered with a smile.

She doesn't have the answer yet, but she will definitely get the answer she wants in the future. As long as she is willing, she will always reach the other side.

Xu Yisong sniffed his stuffy nose and said coquettishly in a buzzing voice: "Luckily you are by my side. You must always be by my side in the future."

The longer they spent together, the more Xu Yisong found herself relying on him. She really liked him very much, oh, no, she loved him very much.

"Of course, we will keep going on and on." Not only did Xu Yisong become dependent on Quan Zhilong, but Quan Zhilong also became dependent on Xu Yisong.

The love in youth is so pure, without any mixed interests, only true heart.

And at an age when emotions are purest, even a short separation can make one feel reluctant.

After crying for a while, Xu Yisong held Quan Zhilong's arm and was somewhat greedy for the warmth of his palm: "I really don't want to be separated from you at all. I want to tie you back home."

Quan Zhilong rubbed Xu Yisong's forehead with his head and sighed, "I don't want to be separated from you, but I don't want to take you home. I'm afraid that your grandparents will blacklist me forever if they see you bringing a boy home at this time."

As he spoke, he patted his chest as if he was afraid. Xu Yisong was amused by his sympathetic look and rubbed his cheeks: "Then there is no other way. If I am kicked out of the house, I can only wander around with you."

"If you go back any later, you'll really be homeless." Xu Yisong's grandfather has been at home recently. They knew she would go home today and had just sent her several messages.

Quan Zhilong helped her straighten her messy long hair, and tucked the loose hair on her cheeks behind her ears. Then he patted her head and said in a serious and gentle tone: "Don't think too much, go back and have a good sleep. No matter what, you still have me by your side."

"I know." Xu Yisong said, holding Quan Zhilong's wrist, leaning in and kissing him on the corner of his lips, then reaching out to hug him and smiling with curved eyebrows: "You should also have a good rest, and you must appear in the best condition for the solo."

This year, Kwon Ji-yong is finally going to make his debut again as a solo singer. In recent months, he has been preparing for his solo songs, and combined with the group activities, this period has been very hard.