My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

Xie Yang poured a pot of chicken soup, and everyone was refreshed.

Ke Lan: Xie Yang is right, the IUD has not come off yet.

Xu Chenhao: Yes.

Only Tong Jian deviates from the point: Is a new song being recorded?when?Why don't I know, isn't the arrangement just finished, and the lyrics and title of the song have already been released?

Crowd: ...

The atmosphere in the group instantly relaxed, and Ke Lan sent two voice messages into the group.

"The lyrics have been finalized, and the title of the song has also been decided, it is called "IUD"."

"We rose from the album "IUD", and we will end with "IUD". Let's work hard together."

After a while of silence.

Tong Jian: Come on! !

Xu Chenhao: Come on.

Hu Biao: Come on!

Xie Yang smiled, and followed up with a message of cheering. In a good mood, he couldn't help but click on Qiu Xing's WeChat, and posted: When will you come back?Please watch the show.

Qiu Xing replied in seconds: Immediately.

Xie Yang paused, and quickly understood what was going on. He got up and walked out of the room to the balcony, looking in the direction of the second gate of the community.

Ten seconds later, the lights of the car pierced the night, the second door slowly opened, and a familiar black car drove in from outside, heading straight for the villa.

Xie Yang turned and went downstairs.

……

When Xie Yang arrived at the living room, Qiu Xing had already entered the door. He was wearing a black formal suit with no expression on his face. He was taking off his coat while walking in. Throw it on the sofa, take off the tie and throw it away, close your eyes and sit on the single sofa.

Xie Yang sat on the couch beside Qiu Xing, noticed that the shadow under his eyes was thick, and his complexion was much worse than when he left, and asked, "Tired?"

Qiu Xing didn't speak, stretched his legs, folded his hands on his stomach, relaxed his shoulders, and breathed lightly and lowly.

Looks exhausted.

Xie Yang stood up.

"Where?"

Xie Yang stopped, turned his head to look at Qiu Xing, saw that his eyes were still closed, and replied: "Go and get you some water, your lips are very dry and you need to replenish water."

"Huh." Qiu Xing let out a laugh from his nose, raised his hand and unbuttoned his shirt, and sank himself deeper into the sofa, his voice was hoarse from exhaustion, "I don't need you... sit down Down."

Liu Sha came over with light steps, gestured "sit down" and "I'll come" to Xie Yang, then stepped forward to pick up Qiu Xing's coat and tie, and walked away with light steps.

Xie Yang sat back on the sofa again, and found that the nanny and assistant He Jun who were still around just now had disappeared at some point, and only he and Qiu Xing were left in the living room.

The hall was very quiet, and Xie Yang could clearly hear Qiu Xing's breathing.The voice was slow and long, but there was an inexplicable feeling of being blocked by something, which made it uncomfortable to listen to.

He observed Qiu Xing's appearance at this time.

No one looks good when they are sick, and Qiu Xing is no exception.As a villain in a romance novel, although Qiu Xing has a handsome face that rivals the male lead in accordance with the laws of the public, due to illness, his good looks are always covered by lingering sickness and anger. The gloominess shrouded it, and it was difficult to be noticed in the first place.

Just like now, Qiu Xing is relaxing on the sofa, his head is slightly raised, and the lines from forehead to chin to neck are perfect like a work of art, but anyone who sees him will definitely notice that he is slightly sunken. Eye sockets and dry, dull lips.

Xie Yang thought of himself who struggled to survive in the apocalypse in his previous life.At that time, he was very tired every day, lack of sleep, exhausted, his brain was running too fast, and he was always vigilant that he would be pulled into the abyss by danger... just like Qiu Xing now.

"Look at what?"

Xie Yang came back to his senses, and faced Shang Qiuxing's eyes that he didn't know when he opened, he replied, "I'm just curious about you...what you looked like when you were young." He changed the saying "before you got sick" in time.

Qiu Xing turned cold: "You say I'm old?"

"..."

Xie Yang felt that he was crazy for feeling sympathetic towards Qiu Xing just now, and replied: "No, you are young."

Qiu Xing frowned, looked at Xie Yang unkindly, and after watching for a while, suddenly closed his eyes again and leaned back on the sofa, with an irritable look holding his breath.

Xie Yang also leaned on the sofa.

After a while.

"you--"

"you--"

The two spoke at the same time and shut up at the same time.

Qiu Xing opened his eyes, tilted his body and raised one hand to support his forehead and pressed his temple. With his palm half covering his eyes, he asked, "What show?"

Liu Sha just brought water up, Xie Yang got up to take it, picked up the small kettle and poured out a cup of warm water, and replied: "My first performance on stage, do you want to watch it?" Said and handed the water to Qiu Xing .

Qiu Xing glanced at Xie Yang, sat up straight, took the water and drank it, and said, "I'm not interested." After speaking, he put the cup back in Xie Yang's hand, got up and walked towards the stairs.

Xie Yang put down his cup and followed.

Qiu Xing stopped and turned around, stood on the stairs and looked down at Xie Yang condescendingly, his brows were deeply folded, and he was full of the air of refusal to be thousands of miles away, and said: "Why do you follow me?"

"I didn't follow you, I'm going upstairs to rest."

"..."

A few seconds later, Qiu Xing turned around, strode upstairs, and disappeared at the corner of the stairs in a blink of an eye.

Xie Yang watched him leave, and then continued to go up.

"Little boss."

Xie Yang stopped and looked back.

Liu Sha stood at the bottom of the stairs and said, "Ah Xing doesn't want to talk to people when he's not feeling well, and... when he's outside, Ah Xing would ask Assistant He every day if he had received any new text messages."

Xie Yang didn't understand the meaning of Liu Sha's last sentence at first, and then soon, he remembered what he said to He Jun before, before contacting Qiu Xing, he would send a text message to He Jun to confirm whether Qiu Xing was resting.

It seems that after that, because he was busy with literary matters, he never contacted Qiu Xing again.

Xie Yang put his hands into his trouser pockets and said, "Assistant Liu, call me Xie Yang from now on."

Liu Sha thought he was ignoring her hint, she was silent for two seconds, and said, "I understand. Then go to bed early, good night."

"Where is the piano that Qiu Xing bought for me?"

Liu Sha stopped turning around.

Xie Yang stepped down: "If I practice the piano in my room, will I hear it on the second floor?"

Liu Sha looked at Xie Yang, pursed her lips and smiled a few seconds later, and said, "I'm not sure, maybe you can try."

……

The full moon rises in the sky.

Xie Yang took the piano to the balcony, found a place with the best light and stood still, put the piano stand on his left shoulder, tilted his head slightly, put his chin on the cheek rest of the piano, raised his hand and put the bow on the piano, fingers Hold down the strings, pause for a few seconds, and then gently pull the bow.

A short noise like sawing wood drifted into the night.

I haven't touched the piano for a long time, and my fingers became stiff again due to emotional reasons. The first note was not unexpected at all. Xie Yang paused his wrist, and then laughed in a low voice.

He loves this peaceful world.

The cool night wind in early autumn caressed his cheeks, Xie Yang closed his eyes, felt the temperature of the piano body, moved his wrist slightly, and played the second note.

The slightly stiff normal piano sound flows out, and then the piano sound is connected into a thread, weaves into a net, hesitantly steps in the air, runs cautiously, and finally jumps happily, entwined with the breeze, stirring the moonlight, and spreading towards the depths of the darkness.

Xie Yang felt that he had also turned into musical notes, stretching his waist in the moonlight, stepping on the clouds in the breeze, breaking away from all mortal shackles, looking at the new world under his feet with novelty and joy like a child, playing, playing, and laughing happily , Indulge in crying, and after being exhausted, find the softest and safest cloud, hide in the deepest part and sleep peacefully.

downstairs.

In a dark room, Qiu Xing, who was tortured by a headache and couldn't fall asleep, sat on the head of the bed with an unlit cigarette between his fingertips, and leaned back on the soft pillow with his head back and his eyes closed.

The sound of the piano stirred the darkness and surrounded it everywhere.

"laugh."

After a while, Qiu Xing squeezed the cigarette into his palm and rubbed it away, and laid down on the quilt.

"What did you pull, it's ugly."

Note has found the cloud that can be used to sleep peacefully, and is curling up in it lazily stretching his body, yawning a little.Qiu Xing closed his eyes and involuntarily adjusted his breathing to the rhythm of the music.

The headache didn't ease, but he fell asleep quickly.

……

Xie Yang stayed up all night again.

Playing the violin in the middle of the night is really not a good idea. He suddenly came up with an inspiration, and couldn't help but go back to the room and turn on the computer to record it. After recording and recording, the sky slowly dawned.

When Xie Yang closed the computer, the wall clock on the wall had jumped to the usual breakfast time.

The spirit is very tired and wants to sleep.But no, you have to fill your stomach first.

Xie Yang pushed away the computer and got up, trying his best to resist the fatigue caused by lack of sleep in his body, and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Qiu Xing had already woken up, and was sitting at the dining table looking at his mobile phone. There was breakfast on the table, but he didn't eat it.Xie Yang sat across from Qiu Xing, didn't even have the energy to say "Morning", picked up a steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth, and leaned back on the chair very awkwardly.

Qiu Xing looked at Xie Yang up and down, and his face darkened: "What's going on?"

"Stay up late."

Qiu Xing's expression cooled down visibly to the naked eye.

"Don't talk." Xie Yang raised a palm, "I will lose my temper when I haven't had enough sleep. If you provoke me, I will probably hate you. Don't make you so angry that you can't eat."

Qiu Xing taunted with a half-smile: "I'll be so angry with you that I can't eat? Just you?"

Xie Yang ate another bun and remained silent.When he was tired, he didn't even bother to talk.

Qiu Xing's lip line was flattened, and he looked at Li Yang expressionlessly for a while, then suddenly put his hands on the table, got up and left.

Xie Yang didn't care about Qiu Xing, went straight upstairs after breakfast, washed himself briefly and threw himself on the bed.

After sleeping for less than two hours, Xie Yang was awakened by the constant ringing of his mobile phone.He opened his astringent and heavy eyes, took out his mobile phone and connected the call, turned on the speakerphone, threw the mobile phone beside the pillow, and closed his eyes again.

"Hey."

"Xie Yang, there is another announcement from Mo Bin." Hu Biao's voice came, with suppressed anger, "He distorted the facts, saying that he did have conflicts with Tong Jian and Ke Lan, but the origin of the conflicts was Tong Jian and Ke Lan thought his compositions were not good, and wanted to buy them from outside, but he disagreed, so there was a disagreement."

Xie Yang became more sober, and half-opened his eyes: "Did his new company abandon him? Why did he talk so nonsense?"

If Mo Bin keeps silent, then all the unfavorable remarks against Mo Bin on the Internet will be just unsubstantiated rumors, and everyone's rumors will be over.Now Mo Bin came forward to respond, this is not looking for a hammer.

"Mo Bin didn't just say that." Hu Biao took a deep breath, "He also found someone to expose the fact that your father tried to sell you to others, saying that you became big-hearted after that, and you can't see it half-baked. IUD, has been sowing discord among the players, trying to break up the team."

Xie Yang didn't expect someone to be as stupid as Mo Bin.Lack of sleep fueled his temper, and he said briefly: "Leave him alone, let him dance enough." After speaking, he hung up the phone, opened Weibo, squinted his eyes and typed, and after finishing typing, he turned off the phone and pulled it up. Cover yourself with a quilt.

Weibo.

[Xie Yang: @莫斌I'll catch up on sleep first, and when I wake up, let's have a good chat about my dad trying to sell me. 】