My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

Weibo became lively because of Rongding's announcement and Xie Yang's group photo, but the party who stirred up the excitement immediately put aside the excitement on the Internet after posting Weibo, and continued to eat.

After dinner, Xie Yang took a nap with Qiu Xing, and then the two set off to the concert.

After getting in the car, Qiu Xing turned on the cell phone that he had turned off during his nap, and a lot of calls came immediately.

Xie Yang listened to Qiu Xing answering the phone for a while, and found that the callers can basically be divided into three categories: looking for Qiu Xing to discuss how Rongding should be rectified, confirming whether Qiu Xing has really recovered, and Xiang Qiuxing Beg for forgiveness and apologize.

Most of the first type of calls are from Rhodium’s executives and shareholders, the second type of calls are basically from partners and investors, and the last type of calls are all from “traitors”.

Qiu Xing's attitude towards answering the phone is very clear, the first type takes it seriously, the second type treats it politely, and the third type either refuses to answer it, or directly settles the account and warns after answering, the attitude is very cold and ruthless.

It wasn't until the car stopped and the two arrived at the meeting place that Qiu Xing's cell phone barely stopped.

After dealing with all parties, Qiu Xing took the initiative to make a phone call.He contacted He Jun and asked He Jun to write a letter to all Rongding shareholders and directors to convene them to hold a formal shareholders meeting in the second half of the year.

After Qiu Xing put away his phone, Xie Yang asked, "Are you going to hold a shareholders' meeting too?"

"Well, the affairs of Qiu Jingwei and his group must be settled properly." Qiu Xing put away his phone, "Sorry, I've been on the phone."

"It's okay, get out of the car, the concert is about to start."

The two entered the concert hall together, found a place to sit down, and waited for the concert to start.

Many people around recognized Xie Yang and Qiu Xing, and looked at where they were sitting from time to time.

After Xie Yang noticed it, he approached Qiu Xing and lowered his voice: "You are so beautiful, they are all looking at you."

Qiu Xing squeezed Xie Yang's hand: "Nonsense."

"It's not nonsense, I don't like them peeking at you like this." Xie Yang pretended to be dissatisfied, and suggested, "It's not good to go to a concert, you can't wear a mask. Next time we go to the movies?"

Although he knew that Xie Yang was deliberately saying this to coax himself, Qiu Xing couldn't help feeling better. He clasped fingers with Xie Yang and nodded: "Okay."

The concert Xie Yang chose was not too long, only one and a half hours.This is also to take care of Qiu Xing's physical condition. Xie Yang is afraid that Qiu Xing will have a headache if he stays in the environment surrounded by music.

It gets dark early in winter, and it was already dark when the two came out after listening to the concert. The street lights were on, and crowds came and went outside. Men and women dressed in Christmas decorations, I don't know from which store the tune of the Christmas holiday song came out, and people smiled unconsciously when they heard it.

Xie Yang took a deep breath of the cool winter air, looked sideways at Qiu Xing: "Let's go home and eat."

Qiu Xing stretched out his hand to help Xie Yang gather up the scarf, and took Xie Yang's hand: "Yes."

When the two came to the car, Qiu Xing helped Xie Yang open the car door, but Xie Yang didn't go up for the time being, but turned around and waved to the two girls not far behind with a smile, before getting into the car.

Qiu Xing followed Xie Yang's gaze and looked at the excited girls. Seeing them looking over, he nodded slightly as a greeting, and then got into the car and closed the door.

Not long after the car drove out, Qiu Xing's cell phone rang.Qiu Xing frowned, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and saw that it was Feng Qinglin's call, he stretched his brows again, turned on the speakerphone after answering the call, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Uncle, how is your health? I just came back from abroad and only saw the news on the Internet."

"The body is fine."

Feng Qinglin's tone relaxed: "That's good, Uncle, I want to visit your place, is it convenient? Are you in the hospital or are you home? I still have something to tell you and Uncle."

Qiu Xingwen paused strangely before replying: "I just came back from abroad and went home to have a good rest, adjust the time difference, I'm fine, you don't have to come to see me."

Actually refused?

Xie Yang looked sideways at Qiu Xing.

Although Qiu Xing loves to train Feng Qinglin very much, and is very duplicity, he never refuses Feng Qinglin's concern.

Not right.

Qiu Xing's face became tense when Xie Yang watched him, and his speech speed suddenly accelerated: "Stop talking, you should have a good rest after you go home." After speaking, he hung up the phone and put away the phone.

Xie Yang looked at Qiu Xing leisurely.

"...Today is our date day." Qiu Xing suddenly reached out and hooked Xie Yang to hold him in his arms, and pressed the back of Xie Yang's head, "I just want to be alone with you today."

Xie Yang raised his eyebrows, smiled, hugged Qiu Xing back, and apologized in his heart to Feng Qinglin who came back specially to celebrate Qiu Xing's birthday.

"Okay." He raised his head and kissed Qiu Xing, "It's just the two of us staying together today."

The Dingsheng community also made a lot of Christmas decorations in accordance with the occasion. In addition to some baubles, there was also a super large and exquisite Christmas tree at the entrance of the community, and many children in the community were playing around underneath.

Xie Yang took out his phone and took a picture.

"Like Christmas trees?"

"It's okay." Xie Yang kept the photo, "It's just that I suddenly got inspiration and wanted to write a holiday song."

Qiu Xing was instantly alert: "Don't stay up late."

"Don't suffer, let's take care of your body with you."

Only then was Qiu Xing satisfied, and he looked critically at the Christmas tree on the screen of Xie Yang's phone, and hummed.

After arriving home, Xie Yang found that the room was completely dark, as if no one was there, and turned his head to look at Qiu Xing beside him.

Qiu Xing was calm, as if he hadn't noticed the abnormal darkness at home, and said, "Get out of the car." After speaking, he opened the door and got out of the car, then went around to Xie Yang's side, and helped Xie Yang open the car door.

Xie Yang looked at Qiu Xing who never looked at him outside the car, and then at the dark home. He probably guessed what Qiu Xing was doing, so he couldn't help smiling, stretched out his hand and got out of the car with Qiu Xing's hand.

Qiu Xing immediately held Xie Yang's hand tightly, and led Xie Yang towards the door.

Xie Yang followed obediently.

Neither of them spoke, but the atmosphere was very warm.

After opening the door, Qiu Xing finally spoke and said, "Turn on the light."

Xie Yang obediently touched the switch.

Snapped.

Some small star lights lit up on the top of the porch one after another. The broken star-like lights spread warmly and spread all the way to the living room. Through the gap between the partitions, you can vaguely see a lot of Christmas decorations in the living room.

Qiu Xing gently pulled Xie Yang's hand: "Go in."

Xie Yang withdrew his gaze, took a look at Qiu Xing who still didn't dare to look at him, changed his slippers, and followed Qiu Xing obediently.

Sure enough, there were a lot of Christmas decorations in the living room, and there was a small and exquisite Christmas tree standing in the corner by the window, and there were many exquisite gift boxes piled under it.

"I hope it's full in there."

Qiu Xing looked at the Christmas tree following Xie Yang's line of sight, and squeezed Xie Yang's hand: "How can I give you something... let's go, go eat."

The two walked into the restaurant, Qiu Xing let go of his hand, and turned on the lights in the restaurant by himself.

The warm lights came on, and a table of sumptuous and exquisite candlelight dinner spread out in front of Xie Yang. In the middle of the table, a large bouquet of roses bloomed enthusiastically.

"I don't want our first date to leave regrets because of my health." Qiu walked to the dining table, turned to face Xie Yang, and finally looked directly into Xie Yang's eyes, "I have worked hard on you during this time... Yangyang, welcome home."

Although he had guessed it, Xie Yang was still moved.He showed a bright smile, stepped forward to hug Qiu Xing, and put his chin on Qiu Xing's shoulder.

"Thank you for preparing these, I love them."

Qiu Xinghui hugged Xie Yang, and ran along Xie Yang's back cherishingly.

The two hugged silently for a while, then let go of each other tacitly, looked at each other for two seconds and then approached.

The aroma of food and flowers wafted in the air. Xie Yang felt that this should be the most memorable and favorite date in his life.

After being intimate for a while, Qiu Xing sent Xie Yang to sit down, set the tableware for Xie Yang, rearranged the warm dishes on the table, and then turned around and walked to the window of the restaurant where the curtains were closed.

Xie Yang looked at the curtains, then at Qiu Xing, and asked with a smile, "Are there any other surprises?"

Qiu Xing didn't answer, just took a look at Xie Yang, and then opened the curtains.

The window of the restaurant was facing the backyard, and the moment the curtains were drawn, the dots of lights lit up.In a small world surrounded by the window frame, the fairy-tale sea of ​​stars sprinkles, the fountain in the center of the lake sprays slowly with flickering lights, and there is a faint sound of brisk music. In the middle of the white European-style pavilion by the lake, there is a tall A beautiful Christmas tree stands upright wrapped in presents, and a Q-version Xie Yang doll in Santa Claus costume hangs on the top of the tree.

The pavilion should have been specially decorated with lights, and there are broken lights flashing on the Christmas tree from time to time, like a dream.

Qiu Xing asked: "Compared to the one at the gate of the community, how is this...how?"

Xie Yang came back to his senses, looked at Qiu Xing who clearly wanted to ask for a reward but pretended to be calm, suppressed a smile, and replied: "This one looks better."

The corners of Qiu Xing's mouth turned up in satisfaction, thinking of something, he suddenly turned serious again, and looked at Xie Yang warningly: "Even if you have more inspiration, you are not allowed to stay up late to create."

Xie Yang smiled and nodded.

Only then did Qiu Xing come back, touched Xie Yang's face, and bent over to lean on him.

Xie Yang closed his eyes.

After the kiss, Qiu Xing stepped back and looked at Xie Yang. After a while, he suddenly came back to his senses, tilted his head and coughed lowly, and said, "Let's eat, the food is getting cold."

The two finally started to eat. The dishes on the table should have been specially ordered by Qiu Xing, and the dishes on Xie Yang's plate were obviously richer than those on Qiu Xing's side.

Xie Yang noticed this, moved his legs under the table, and rubbed against Qiu Xing.

Qiu Xing, who was rolling the noodles with a fork, paused and looked up at Xie Yang.

Xie Yang's expression was serious: "I think you might ask Kirkman now... It's better to have a complete date, what do you think?"

Qiu Xing's Adam's apple twitched and was about to speak when the doorbell rang suddenly.

"..."

The ambiguous atmosphere was instantly broken, Qiu Xing frowned and looked towards the door.Xie Yang also looked in the direction of the door, retracted his legs under the table, and said, "I guess it's Feng Qinglin."

"……I gonna go see."

Qiu Xing got up and walked towards the door.

Xie Yang stood up and followed.

The two came to the porch, looked outside through the video doorbell, and sure enough saw Feng Qinglin's face.

Qiu Xing: "..."

Xie Yang was funny, patted Qiu Xing on the shoulder, and comforted him: "He didn't mean it either. Let him in first, it's cold outside." He was about to open the door.

But Qiu Xing suddenly reached out and pressed Xie Yang's shoulder, took Xie Yang into his arms, turned on the intercom, and said, "I will ask Zhou Miao to pick you up to rest at Master Liao's house, go to bed early, and adjust the time difference. .”

"Ah? What? Uncle—"

Qiu Xing ruthlessly hung up the intercom, then looked at Xie Yang in his arms, and said, "I'll call Kirkman...you promised, today it's just me and you."

Xie Yang deliberately said: "But Feng Qinglin will catch up as soon as he gets off the plane—"

"This is our first date."

"But Feng Qinglin seems to have something very important to do—hmm."

Qiu Xing bit Xie Yang and backed away, staring at Xie Yang, with an expression of "you dare to let the third person into the house, then you are finished" expression: "It's late, we should rest."

Xie Yang stopped making trouble, licked the place where he was bitten, hugged Qiu Xing back, and raised his head actively.