the furthest distance

In the following days, Lee Seungri reported to YG every day.

He actually has his own business outside, and if he really wanted to get busy, he wouldn't even be able to turn around, but during this time, he put all of that on hold and handed it over to his buddies to take care of him, and he stayed silently in YG, not far from that person. The place.

Although here, he doesn't have any substantive work, just doing odd jobs for his brothers and coordinating various aspects.

Li Shengli has such an ability, as long as he is there, everything will be handled in an orderly manner, like spring rain, moistening things silently.

In the office, as a rule, you can't see GD.

Quan Zhilong's habit is that once he starts working, he will not stop until it comes to an end, so he usually stays in the recording studio for a whole day.

During this period of time, he was in a hurry, and he almost stayed in the recording studio.

This couldn't have been better for Li Shengli.

Li Shengli likes this proper sense of distance, I know you are not far away, what are you doing, that's enough, I feel at ease, just keep you like this.

When we really met, I didn't know what to say. I was lonely when I was alone, but I was embarrassed when I was two.

Every morning, he would take advantage of Quan Zhilong's early morning hours to bring him breakfast.

Their recording studios are all connected to a small bedroom. The bed is not very big and not very comfortable, but it is no problem to deal with squinting all night.

Regardless of whether it is spring, summer, autumn or winter, that person likes to wrap himself in a soft and huge quilt, curled up in a ball, with only one face exposed.

Even after only one night, the stubble will be very fierce, the face without makeup, the facial features and contours are very soft, not very stunning, with the messy hair, there is no shadow of a big star at all.

But Shengli just likes to see GD like this, because no one else can see it, and he can't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Of course he didn't dare to stay too long, his brother was very sensitive at any time and was easy to be discovered.

This is the easter egg that Victory gives himself every day, and he will be in a good mood throughout the day.

At the end of April, the weather is cloudy and rainy.

In the morning and evening, there was a humid chill, and the breakfast brought by Li Shengli was still warm.

Today's one is specially bought from a time-honored store in Itaewon. It is the taste that Quan Zhilong has been accustomed to since he was a child. Because of his reputation, there are always many people queuing up.Shengli was afraid of being delayed for too long, so he missed his brother's breakfast time and got up early, but it turned out to be too early, and he arrived just after the company's security guard went to work.

Shengli bought all the copies for everyone and left them in the office. The only one he brought was special, iced coffee at room temperature, cold miso soup, no one knew his brother's orientation better than him.

The recording studio is on the top floor of the YG building, and the elevator has to be swiped to get to this floor.

The two recording studios facing each other are equipped with the top equipment in Korea. They were originally allocated to Teddy and GD. Since Teddy established a relatively independent studio, he has moved away. This floor has basically become a studio. exclusive to Bigbang.

Usually no one else would come up, but this day when Shengli got out of the elevator, he ran into a trainee head-on.

Oversize bomber jacket, coupled with a baseball cap that almost blocks the line of sight, if it weren't for the female voice when bowing and saying hello, Victory would hardly be able to distinguish between men and women.

After a pause of 1 second, he nodded his head victoriously, and did not continue to exchange greetings. The man lowered his head and continued to walk into the elevator.

There was a faint smell of tobacco in the air, and Shengli became unhappy for no reason, that smell was too familiar.

So much so that when he opened the studio door and stared at the usual pile of cigarette butts in the ashtray, his heart was already on fire.

Sure enough, Quan Zhilong had woken up. While brushing his messy hair, he opened the bedroom door, "Victory, it's you."

"Well, bro, here I bring you something to eat...can I put it here?"

Quan Zhilong just nodded, sat down at the table, and moved his chopsticks, as if he was too lazy to talk, or he was not fully awake yet.

"Brother, you are so tired, stop playing with the children."

Li Shengli couldn't hold back, and said something that was out of line.

As soon as he said it, he became embarrassed. What position does he have to say such a thing now.

Quan Zhilong sensitively sensed that Shengli's tone was a bit strange, he raised his head and glanced slightly, and saw that the man bowed his head a little stiffly and remained silent, the tips of his ears gradually turning red betrayed his magnificence at this moment.

Still a child, Quan Zhilong inexplicably felt a little better.

In fact, although I am tired these days, I am more relaxed mentally than at the beginning of the year. It seems that everything has settled and I just need to make my own music. The heart that has been numb due to the turmoil of the world seems to be stable again Come down and beat alive.

Some people's existence is inherently a kind of comfort.

Unfortunately it is no longer mine.

But still couldn't help but be moved.

Quan Zhilong fell in love with the feeling of his heart beating at that moment, as if it was a proof that he was still alive.

No language can describe it, no music can express it.

It is worth his best pursuit.

"Ah."

Quan Zhilong still wanted to see the uncomfortable look of the child for a while, and even couldn't help but want to tease him, just like he was used to, but he finally remembered that those days have passed, and it is a fleeting time that will never go back , so he hummed lightly, opened the past, let him go, and let himself go.

Li Shengli was thankful that GD didn't notice anything unusual, so he hurriedly fled after saying hello.

Quan Zhilong's eyes followed the hurried figure of the man, and disappeared behind the door, feeling a little lost.

Since when, I can no longer look into your eyes, but can only look at your back.

After a while, Quan Zhilong came back to his senses, thought for a while, took out the master tape he had just recorded, wrote the word "addiction" with a marker pen, crossed it out after a while, and changed it to "Withdrawal," 20170429.

Li Shengli fled back to the office, collected himself, and drank a cup of coffee before recovering.

Later, he completely forgot about his embarrassment in front of GD, and regretted why he didn't ask his brother, what happened to the female trainee?

So early to the studio? . . . . . . . . .Or did you not go back last night?

His brother came here for her? . . . . . . . . . .That's for sure, you can't go to the top floor without a card, and you can't enter the recording studio without a password. . . . .

What did the practice grow like? . . . . . . . .Can't remember at all. . . . . . . . . .Must be bad. . . . . . . . . .

Brother, your eyesight is getting worse and worse. . . . . . . . .But there may be other charms. . . . . . . . . .

On that day, Li Shengli lived in a daze, absent-minded.

While cursing himself for not living up to expectations, he clearly said that he would have nothing to do with it, but because the man's every move affected his sorrow and joy, he couldn't help but scrutinize the clues of the morning, trying to piece together the so-called truth, So I despise myself more and more.

Going back and forth like this, I finally tossed my head into a mess.

Finally, he decided to go out at night.

It's going to be crazy to go on like this.