My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

When Xie Yang returned to the sanitarium, Qiu Xing was feeding the mother Qiu confused.

Xie Yang sat next to Qiu Xing and poured himself a glass of water.

Qiu Xing put down the glass to help Qiu Mother wipe her mouth and asked, "Where is he?"

"I was scolded, kicked, and drove away."

When Qiu Xing stopped, he looked sideways at Xie Yang.

Xie Yang squinted: "Why, can't you bear it?"

Qiu Xing looked at Xie Yang's expression, and suddenly reached out and touched Xie Yang's eyes, saying: "Let me not be angry, how come you come back with anger. Don't love to do this kind of work, the previous clever run Where are you?"

The skin at the end of the eye was touched with warm fingers, and it felt like being loved and cherished.

Xie Yang looked at Qiu Xing's tender and caring care hidden in his face with disgust and reprimand, and his heart was slowly dissipated by the anger that Feng Qinglin inspired.

The sugar jar is sprinkling sugar again.

He tilted his head and gently rubbed Qiu Xing's fingers with his face, and then sat down, probably repeating his conversation with Feng Qinglin, saying: "Although I don't like to do this kind of work, I don't like to see you even more Get angry at him."

Qiu Xing paused, looked at his fingers, and then looked at Xie Yang's face. He coughed sideways and took back his hands to make a fist. He said, "Why would he let me get angry? You did a good job. Women don’t understand the true face of the woman, and they should really educate them."

"What is it?"

The two stopped talking and looked at Qiu Mother, only to find out that Qiu Mother came over again sometime.

Qiu Xing immediately changed the subject and said, "It's nothing. Mom, it's time for dinner."

Qiu mother looked at Qiu Xing and Xie Yang again. Without asking much, she nodded and said, "Go to the restaurant."

While eating, Xie Yang still performed his duties seriously, but Qiu Xing didn't take care of Xie Yang this time, took away the bowl and spoon in Xie Yang's hands, and said, "Have a good meal." He also gave Xie Yang soup in turn , With dishes.

Xie Yang looked at Qiu Xing and took up chopsticks to eat Qiu Xing's food.

After eating, Qiu said: "The room has been packed for you already, or the one where ADB comes to live every time, take a break early."

The restaurant was suddenly dead quiet.

Xie Yang looked at Qiu Xing and asked, "Auntie means... Let me live in a room with you?"

Qiu Xing switched calmly and calmly for a second, then replied: "It should be."

"Is this part of the obligation?"

"..." Qiu Xing tightened his hands on his side and did not know where the courage came from. He nodded. "Fortunately, in Ma's eyes we are husband-in-law and it is normal to sleep in a room." ."

Xie Yang nodded and said, "I understand. Where is the room? I want to take a shower."

Qiu Xing stopped strangely for a second before taking a step and said, "Come with me."

The small building is not big, just add a small loft on two floors. Both Qiu Mother and the carers who take care of Qiu Mother live on the first floor. The room where Qiu Xing usually comes to rest is on the second floor, next to the terrace. The bed is 1.8 meters in size.

After Xie Yang entered the room, he found the baggage that Zhou Miao had sent in advance, and turned over his pajamas into the bathroom.

When he came out after the shower, Xie Yang found that Qiu Xingzheng was working seriously, sitting on the double sofa in the room, sliding his phone, and asked, "How many quilts? I'm playing on the floor."

Qiu Xing immediately looked up at Xie Yang, frowning: "Playing on the ground?"

"Well, you are an employer, it is not easy to make you sleep on the ground."

"..." Qiu Xing put down his phone and held back for a while, said, "There is no quilt, and mom occasionally enters the room in the morning to call me to get up, if I see you sleeping on the floor..."

Xie Yangzhiqu answered: "It seems that we can only sleep together."

Qiu Xing looked straight at Xie Yang, suddenly got up, strode over Xie Yang's head hard, and said, "You... you're honest!" Then he took his pajamas into the bathroom.

Who is not honest.

Xie Yang went to the bed and opened the quilt, leaned to the head of the bed, and took out his mobile phone.

There are messages from Qin Cheng and Hu Biao on WeChat, and both of them responded to what he ordered in the morning. He turned off WeChat and turned on Weibo instead.

When Weibo opened, a lot of news burst into it, almost squeezing the phone into the card machine. Xie Yang busy withdrew his Weibo account and replaced it with a trumpet to continue logging in.

This time the phone finally got stuck.

On the hot search, the topic of #木周易献唱《怀念故土》# is still hanging, but the popularity has dropped a lot. In its original position, #解扬新歌# this topic is steadily hanging, followed by a burst word.

Xie Yang tapped into the topic and saw that his main account posted a new song trailer video Weibo with tens of thousands of likes and more than 20,000 comments on the top.

The response is so good?

Xie Yang accidentally clicked on the comments below and took a look.

Most of the comments are lamentable and expressing expectations, and a few of them mentioned Mu Zhouyi's comments attracting the attention of Yang Yang.

Pumpkin Sauce: I just heard Mu Zhouyi's rehearsal rehearsal, and came to listen to this again. What happened, I obviously just got up, but why I suddenly got sleepy (not saying that this song is not good) [Laughing crying]

Strawberry pudding: I also heard yawning, am I poisonous? And whether the handsome guys and girls now sing as standard, just listen to Mu Zhouyi, and then come to listen to Jie Yang. Jealousy makes me look completely different.

Xie Yang raised his eyebrows.

Sleepy?

Was it a coincidence, or... a guess came into his mind.

After knowing that Mu Zhouyi would sing at the New Year's Eve party, he specially re-recorded the new song "Paper-cutting" which was planned to be released in the New Year. When recording, he tried to run the ability to wrap the vocal cords, and wanted to test whether the singing of such songs would bring a little purification effect.

The result of the experiment is not too ideal. His current ability level is too low, and it is not a spirit. The final effect is only that the re-cut version of "Paper-cut" is more perfect than the previous version, and the sound has not changed. The singing voice has no purification effect.

After discovering that Mu Zhouyi's song was posted on Weibo this morning, he asked Qincheng to issue a new song notice in advance, wanting to suppress the popularity of the hot search on Mu Zhouyi's side. Judging from the current results, his prediction seems to be far more than just suppressing the hot search of Mu Zhouyi.

After the golden finger effect is purified, people will feel drowsy. Someone said that in the comments, is it a new song that does not have any purification effect in his opinion, in fact, it is effective? Has his experiment succeeded?

If the song he sings when he wraps his vocal cords with his power can really purify the influence of Mu Zhouyi’s singing, does that mean that he tried out the reincarnation sang with the power vibration at the b city New Year’s Eve party Will it also have a purification effect?

Click.

The bathroom door was opened.

Xie Yang looked back and looked sideways.

Qiu Xing stepped out of the bathroom wearing a teal silk pajamas. After washing his hair, he blew half dry, and the bangs scattered a few strands, making his eyebrows gentler. After he came out, he didn't understand Yang, and went straight to the sofa to sit down, wiping his hair with a towel.

Xie Yang asked: "Why don't you blow dry your hair and come out?"

"The hair dryer is too noisy." Qiu Xing said that he threw away the towel, still not looking at Xie Yang, and picked up the cell phone. "I'm a little unclear about the business. You go to bed first, and I go out and have a video conference with He Jun." After he finished speaking, he left the room in stride.

Actually ran away.

Xie Yang looked at the door for a while, withdrew his eyes and continued to brush his phone.

There is also news from Longshu You on WeChat. Longshu gave a mention of his new song and said it was very special, asking him if he changed his singing. He briefly replied a few sentences, then clicked on the full version of the new song stored on his phone and listened to it several times.

Still unable to hear a sense of purification.

Xie Yang frowned.

Is it because his own power flow is too large, so he can't sense too little purification? Or is it because the sense of purification in the singing is too weak, and only some sensitive people can hear it?

He temporarily pressed this question and decided to find someone to try out speculation tomorrow.

The hour hand slowly turned around nine thirty, and then slowly turned ten o'clock. Qiu Xing never returned to his room. Xie Yang put down his phone, turned off and fell asleep.

At ten thirty, a slight door-opening sounded, and then someone walked in lightly.

Xie Yang lay calmly and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Hearing the sound of Suo Suo, and then the lights in the room dimmed, then the mattress sank, and someone lay down.

Xie Yang still didn't move.

After a few minutes, someone lying down moved.

After a slight rubbing sound, Xie Yang only felt an itchy eye, and then the skin there was gently touched.

A low hum that sounded smug and disgusting sounded overhead, and then the mattress moved again, the quilt was ripped on, and the room was finally completely quiet.

After experiencing the end times, Xie Yang is not used to lying so close to another person, but if it is Qiu Xing... He turned over and faced Qiu Xing, opening his eyes slightly.

Someone who was lying on his back stiffened and stretched his body in a moment of fright.

Xie Yang smiled silently, closed his eyes, and let himself fall into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, Xie Yang was awakened by the movements in his hand, his fingers hooked reflexively, and then, after realizing what he was doing, he relaxed his fingers and lay flat.

He was quiet for a while, and then a slight friction sound came. His relaxed hand fell on his side and was held by another warm and wide hand that did not belong to him.

The night was too quiet, and Xie Yang seemed to hear a huge heartbeat from someone's guilty conscience.

Who is the mouse?

When Xie Yang woke up the next day, there was nothing unexpectedly found that Qiu Xing was still asleep and still grabbing his hand.

He drew his hand.

Qiu Xing opened his eyes, instinctively grabbed Xie Yang's hand, and then immediately cleared Xie Yang's line of sight, then released Xie Yang's hand, and sat up to hang his cold face. The complaint: "Some people are really sleeping badly and fumble around all night."

"..."

Xie Yang lifted the quilt to cover Qiu Xing inside, and kicked Qiu Xing's leg on purpose when he got out of bed.

...

At breakfast, Xie Yang did not take care of Qiu Xing, and refused Qiu Xing's care, and gave Qiu Xing's milk to the nurse.

Qiu mother looked at the expressionless expression of Yang, and then looked at Qiu Xing with a stretched face, and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Xie Yang first responded: "Well, there are mice in the room, don't sleep at night and nibble my hands."

Qiu Xing's expression changed, and he used rebuke to conceal his guilty conscience, and said: "Nonsense, how can there be old---"

Snapped.

Xie Yang put down his chopsticks and smiled at Qiu Mother: "Auntie, I've eaten well, and the room is a little stuffy. I'll go around." When he had finished speaking, he left and took Qiu Xing as the air.

"..."

Qiu mother watched Qiu Xing and asked, "Are you a rat in the middle of the night?"

Qiu Xing's face opened a dyeing tank, his expression changed, and finally he dropped a sentence: "nonsense!" He also got up and left.