My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

The event was about to start, and I didn’t have time to explain too much. Finally, Xie Yang used an explanation of “I have some black powder to be jealous of our feelings and said some sour words on the Internet” to temporarily appease Qiu Xing and then get off the bus Take Tong Jian to join Ji Zehui.

Tong Jian finally realized that he was wrong, and frequently looked back at Qiu Xing who was staying in the car, asking Yang: "Yang Yang, am I saying something I shouldn’t say? Has your boyfriend really been hacked? Is he very unhappy because of the number theft? Sorry, I don’t know if your boyfriend is also in the car."

"..."

I haven't seen it for so long, Tong Jian's eyesight is still very poor.

"Yangyang, why don't you talk? You... do you really want to deduct my resources?"

Xie Yang looked at Tong Jian, raised his hand and patted his shoulder: "If you continue, I will really buckle."

Tong Jian shut up immediately.

The two joined up with Ji Zehui in the parking lot on the other side, then entered the meeting place under the arrangement of the staff, and went to the lounge to wait for the red carpet to begin.

Ji Zehui is much smarter than Tong Jian. After seeing Xie Yang, he never talked about the hot search a few days in advance. He only brags about how good the current resources are, how harmonious the company atmosphere is, and how nice Xie Yang’s new album Awesome.

Xie Yang looked at the two people around him who were very different in eyesight and energy, and wanted to neutralize them.

The lounge where they are located is a separate small lounge, the environment is not bad, but the door lock is a little problem, it can't be closed, it can only be concealed.

After sitting for a while, there were two vague voices outside the door.

"……coming."

"He actually came? Isn't he guarding his seriously ill boyfriend for treatment?"

"Who knows, it's estimated that it's too tired to wait, and ran out..."

The voice gradually went away.

Xie Yang looked towards the door.

Ji Zehui, who was always talking to Xie Yang and blowing rainbow farts, also stopped talking, looked back at the door of the lounge, and recalled carefully, saying: "One of the voices is Yuan Pang, the emperor did not fall behind, he signed up to Da Gram Records. The other voice should be Yuan Pang’s new agent Gallon, a mixed blood with a broken mouth."

Yuan Pang, formerly Ji Zehui's old rival in Huang Tian, ​​was close to the original female host, Mu Zhouyi.

Xie Yang withdrew his eyes and said, "It seems that not only is the black powder guessing about the daily life of me and Qiu Xing, but also people in the circle are talking."

Ji Zehui was a little embarrassed and shot his thigh: "Oh, there are always guys with broken mouths talking nonsense, in fact they are jealous of you, and they only dare to be sour in their backs, and they can't even let a fart out before you ."

Xie Yang did not think so, but he did not say that he took out his phone and sent WeChat to Qiu Xing.

Xie Yang: The event will be held for a long time, don't wait outside.

Qiu Xing seconds back: ah.

...

Outside the venue, Qiu Xing waited and waited. Insight Yang didn't come back to the news again, switched back to Weibo, and slowly turned over what he just found on Weibo.

Is the sheep mused: hahaha, laughed dead, the group of fans have written a bunch of disgusting fellow humanities here, shouting cute, and some people think about the righteousness of Ait, disgusting, vomiting, I don’t know how to sell **** men What's so cute about being in love with an old man who is about to die?

Wolf cub cute: Some of the fans are really brain disabled. Cancer men like this kind of article. Obviously, they don’t respect your master. They are asking your master to give him a set of fun play. The person who really cares, why not expose the two's bed tastes to the public's eyelids in this way, your home owner is obviously just a plaything for cancer men~

Mu Tangtang: Did you pretend to be a sheep by a cancer man today? Did you pretend to be a sheep by a cancer man today? Don't call it a whistle blower, you need this in your home furnishing [shear tail purchase link]

...

Qiu Xing vigorously locked the phone, leaned into the back of the chair with a sullen face, and his chest suppressed the ups and downs.

Zhou Miao in the driver's seat looked back at Qiu Xing and asked carefully: "Boss, do you want to go home? The little boss asked me to take you back."

Qiu Xing didn't speak. After about half a minute, he suddenly looked up at Zhou Miao and asked, "Can you write a novel?"

"……what?"

An hour later, He Jun came to the parking lot outside the venue with a computer. He pulled the car door into the co-pilot, looked back at Qiu Xing, and asked, "What do you want me to write about the boss? Is there a problem with the project report?"

Qiu Xing retracted his eyes and looked at the building in the venue, handed his cell phone to He Jun, and said, "Write this. Let me write about the character and plot, you write it, how to attract and how to touch."

Set? Plot? Attractive? Touching?

He Jun took Qiu Xing's cell phone in a daze and looked down at the screen.

"Yangxing cp doudou station-frequency division of tongren human writing guide".

He Jun was dull and looked up at Qiu Xing: "Boss, you--"

Qiu Xing frowned and interrupted He Jun's words: "Will it be possible to write? If you can't, just find someone who can write as soon as possible."

He Jun used his self-training for many years to stabilize his expression and suppress the inner storms, and quickly calculated to give this kind of work to others, and others will promote this matter, thus affecting Qiu Xingwei's prestige. Possibility, resolutely replied: "Yes. This is simple, I will write."

Qiu Xing looked a little better and said, "Then let's get started, I'm human."

He Jun glanced at Zhou Miao, whose expression in the driver's seat was basically blank, silently took out the computer and turned on, and said, "You said."

...

The music festival continued until more than eight o'clock in the evening. Xie Yang sang two songs and received four awards.

When leaving the venue, Xie Yang coincided with Yuan Pang and took the same exit.

Yuan Pang didn't get a prize today. He was unhappy. After seeing Xie Yang, he looked at it and suddenly took the initiative to say: "Chairman Xie, how is your health recently?"

Xie Yang suspected that Yuan Pang was still being poisoned by the residue of Mu Zhouyi's gold finger, otherwise how could his brain be so bad. He replied: "Not bad, the health is exactly the same as the senior."

Yuan Pang choked.

Immediately going out of the exit, Xie Yang no longer took Li Yuan Pang and stepped out.

Outside the exit, Qiu Xingzheng stood straight under the street lamp on the right, with a coat on his arm. After the insights came out, he immediately stepped forward to wrap Xie Yang's coat and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Xie Yang froze for a moment, then smiled, put on his coat, and replied: "A little. How did you come? Or do you actually have to wait outside?" Asked the back tone was already bad.

"No, I guarantee that I have a nap and eat dinner on time." Qiu Xing held Xie Yang's hand and noticed that someone was looking here, frowning.

Yuan Pang came into contact with Qiu Xing's eyes, his expression stiffened, and he quickly moved away.

Qiu Xing's brows were tighter, and he glanced at the other entertainers and related staff who came out of the exit one after another, clenched Xie Yang's hand, took back his eyes, and said, "I brought you a little snack, in the car, Eat some pads first and wait for dinner before you go home. I warmed up the milk for you and drink a little later."

Xie Yang noticed that after Qiu Xing said the virtuous words, the surroundings seemed to be quiet for a few seconds. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Qiu Xing up and down. He held Qiu Xing's hand back and said, "Go."

Qiu Xing led Xie Yang out.

There are many paparazzi and media outside the exit. The paparazzi who have sharp eyes have discovered Qiu Xing. At this time, Qiu Xing and Xie Yang came out together. They were eager to get close to the interview, but they were all blocked by the ghostly bodyguard. Outside. Xie Yang and the same batch of artists and staff came out and found out that Qiu Xing came with bodyguards, and there were many.

Under the **** of Qiu Xing, Xie Yang sat on the car smoothly. After the door was closed, he immediately looked sideways at Qiu Xing and asked, "Honestly, did you secretly look at something unsightly?"

Qiu Xing did not deny that he took out the thermos and said, "Xie Yang, I want to protect you too."

Xie Yang looked at Qiu Xing's eyes and twisted the mug, smiled, and leaned over to kiss Qiu Xing: "I know."

Qiu Xing looked at Xie Yang sideways, handed the unsold mug to Xie Yang, and said, "Drink."

...

Xie Yang thought that the protection of Qiu Xing was just indirectly showing his concern and care in front of outsiders, but obviously he underestimated Qiu Xing's stinginess.

The next day Xie Yang rarely had a job, so he woke up a little longer before getting up. When washing, he routinely opened Weibo and brushed, and then found that there was a topic with the name of Qiu Xing on the hot search.

#仇行再点喜欢#.

what?

He tapped into the topic, the page refreshed, and the first place was a long-text microblog, the title of the long-text microblog was...Mouse's love?

Xie Yang realized what he was doing, glanced at the bathroom door, spit out the toothpaste foam, and swept the long text and scanned it in ten lines.

The article is a bit long, about 10,000 words, it is a humanistic story, and the content is very touching. It writes that the seriously ill Qiu Xing violently abandoned himself into a mouse, hid himself in a cold and dark mouse hole and waited for death Yang discovered the existence of Qiu Xing, and led Qiu Xing out of the cave a little bit. He encouraged and accompanied Qiu Xing to heal. Finally, Qiu Xing recovered and turned back into a person, and the two were happy together.

The storyline is very simple, but the writing is really good, and the writing is very delicate and touching. Even the person who does not cry like Xie Yang can't help but feel a bit sore after reading it.

The account for sending the same humanities is a new application, not a veteran cp fan, but the response of this long-text microblog is very good, and has received thousands of comments. Xie Yang clicked into the comment area and looked at it. There were a lot of crying cries in the movie. Everyone said that he was cured by this story.

Xie Yang is a little funny.

Many details of this article can be matched with his emotional development with Qiu Xing, which is obviously not a pure fan work.

He glanced at the bathroom door again, put down his phone and finished washing quickly, then picked up the phone again, switched to his large size, clicked into Qiu Xing's homepage, followed Qiu Xing's praises, and praised the article "Mouse" "Love", then put away the phone and opened the door, walked out of the bathroom, and fell on Qiu Xing who was still asleep, calling: "Axing."

Qiu Xing adjusted his work and rest during this time, and would wake up later than Xie Yang in the morning. He opened his eyes in a daze, instinctively embraced Yang Yang and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Let's do it."

Qiu Xing opened his eyes.

Xie Yang pinched Qiu Xing's ears: "Actually I bought ears and tails. I was going to be a surprise for you... Want to try it?"

Qiu Xing was completely awake, frowning at Xie Yang, suddenly lifting the quilt to cover Xie Yang, pressing Xie Yang's head hard, and training: "Don't buy messy things, the tail will never work."

Xie Yang raised his eyebrows.

"...But the ears can."

Xie Yang chuckled and approached Qiu Xing.

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