After the third treatment, Qiu Xing's hair loss symptoms became more serious. His hair no longer fell out one by one, but strand by strand. On the way to see Mother Qiu again, Qiu Xing suddenly said, "Shave it off."
Xie Yang was dealing with Qin Cheng on WeChat who was too excited by the rising sales of "Second Life". Hearing this, he turned his head to Qiu Xing, glanced at Qiu Xing's hair which was obviously thinner than before, and asked: "I'll help you?"
Qiu Xing looked at Xie Yang, reached out his hand to touch Xie Yang's excellent hair, and nodded: "Yeah."
It’s dark in summer, and after dinner, the summer heat is a bit relieved, Qiu Xing and Xie Yang move the enemy’s mother to the terrace together, settle the enemy’s mother and sit down, then Xie Yang sits next to the enemy’s mother, and Qiu Xing is facing the two of them. Sit down on the small stool.
Xie Yang took out the charged fader and asked his mother, "Mom, would you like to try?"
Mother Qiu touched Qiu Xing's hair treasuredly, took out a coat to surround Qiu Xing, and shook her head: "No, come on."
Xie Yang nodded, raised his hand to support Qiu Xing's head, and was about to lower the fader, when the caregiver suddenly walked up with his mobile phone and said, "Mr. Qiu, your nephew is here, do you want to let him in?"
The expression of hatred, which had always been calm, changed, and he obviously hesitated for a few seconds before replying: "Let him in."
The nurse nodded, turned and left.
Xie Yang put down his faders and approached Qiu Xing and asked, "Afraid to shave your hair in front of your nephew?"
Qiu Xing quickly denied: "No."
Xie Yang didn't break through Qiu Xing, and squeezed his ears: "Don't worry, even if you shave your hair, you are the most handsome uncle in the world."
Qiu Xing looked back at Xie Yang and squeezed Xie Yang's hand.
A few minutes later, Feng Qinglin appeared at the entrance of the terrace. He was taken aback when he saw Qiu Xing's look and asked: "Uncle, what are you..."
Qiu Xing sullenly said nothing.
Xie Yang Chaofeng Qinglin beckoned, instead of Qiu Xing replied: "Come and sit down, your uncle is going to shave his hair, do you want to help?"
"Shave your hair?"
Qiu Xing frowned: "Stupid standing there, what do you do, go and sit next to your grandmother, and talk with your grandmother."
Feng Qinglin returned to his senses, obediently walked to the other side of the enemy's mother and sat down, looked at the fader Xie Yang was holding, and questioned: "Is this... preparing for treatment?"
It is necessary to shave the hair for craniotomy.
"The treatment is not so fast. Your uncle simply wants to change his look now." Xie Yang turned on the fader again and helped Qiu Xing's head. He suddenly stopped before he started to look at Feng Qinglin, "Are you coming?"
Qiu Xing froze.
Feng Qinglin shook his head wittily, "No, I have heavy hands, so I can't do this."
Xie Yang didn't ask any more, leaned forward and kissed Qiu Xing's ear, then lowered his fader while Qiu Xing was stunned.
Qiu Xing's body tightened, then slowly relaxed.
The hair fell down and onto the coat. Mother Qiu reached out and picked up all the hair that could be picked up, carefully put it away, and said in a warm voice: "If the old one does not go away, the new one does not come. A Hang will live a long life."
Qiu Xing lowered his head to let go, and responded in a low voice.
Qiu's mother and Qiu Xing were very calm, and Xie Yang's expression was very relaxed, and even laughed at Qiu Xing's stiff hair. Obviously it is a very warm picture, but Feng Qinglin is a little sad inexplicably.
He looked at Qiu Xing, who used to think that he was tough and domineering and omnipotent, now bowing his head and letting go and shave his hair. He swept through Qiu Xing's body, which was obviously thinner than before, and his throat was a little blocked.
Any simple change of style is definitely deceiving.
He blinked his head to the side, then turned his head back, and helped his mother to collect the hair that had fallen from the Xing Xing.
After pushing, Xie Yang turned to Qiu Xing and faced him face to face.
Qiu Xing glanced at Xie Yang, then lowered his eyes quickly, avoiding Xie Yang's sight.
"Very handsome." Xie Yang leaned over and kissed Qiu Xing's eyebrows, and emphasized, "Really handsome."
Qiu Xing raised his eyes to look at Xie Yang again, the tension and discomfort between his eyebrows subsided a little, and he reached out to straighten Xie Yang and said, "Shave well and don't move."
Xie Yang smiled, straightened up and continued to move.
In less than ten minutes, the hair on Qiu Hang's head was gone.
Facts have proved that people who are good-looking, even if they shave their hair, are still good-looking. Without the concealment of the hair, the fierceness on the five senses of the enemy line became stronger, and when looking at people with frowns, there was a kind of oppressive feeling.
"Like a black boss." Xie Yang touched Qiu Xing's head and commented, "It's a bit tied."
Qiu Xing glared at him without being fierce.
Xie Yang smiled, went to wet the towel in the clean water, wringed it out, and walked back to Qiu Xing, carefully helping Qiu Xing wipe off the hair that fell on his ears and face, and then took off his body. Gown.
Qiu Xing moved uncomfortably, and after sitting for a few seconds, he stood up, turned to face his mother and Feng Qinglin, and asked with a sullen face: "How does it look...?"
Xie Yang held on to Qiu Xing's shoulders from behind, looked at Feng Qinglin and Qiu's mother from Qiu Xing's shoulders, and asked with a smile, "Isn't he very domineering and handsome?"
"Very handsome." Feng Qinglin answered first, his expression serious, and his tone decisively affirmative, "Extremely handsome, like a model."
Mother Qiu also nodded: "Axing is very beautiful."
Qiu Xing's clenched hand on his side slowly loosened, then turned his head to look at Xie Yang, and said, "Clean up here."
Everyone packed up the faders, gowns, washbasins, etc. Feng Qinglin also used a broom to sweep away the broken hair that fell on the ground, and then the family sat down again, and the nurse brought some snacks and fruits up.
Qiu Xing asked Feng Qinglin: "Have you had dinner?"
"I've eaten," Feng Qinglin said suddenly, "Master Feng fell yesterday and is almost dying."
The mother of the enemy who was quietly tidying the hair she just collected, raised her eyes to Feng Qinglin when she heard the words. Her muddy eyes became rare and energetic, and confirmed: "Fengchun is not working anymore?"
Feng Qinglin nodded: "The doctor said he can last up to half a month."
Mother Qiu was in a trance for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled, patted the arm of the chair lightly with her hand, and looked up at the sky full of sunset clouds. It seemed that through the clouds, she saw the Milky Way and stars hanging high in the sky.
"Half a month, I can't think of... I can't think of it, I can actually walk behind the old ghost of the Feng family. If it weren't for him to encourage Fengdian..."
She stopped talking, but looked straight at the sky, her eyes slowly becoming confused, but the happiness on her face became more and more obvious.
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During the two days in the nursing home, Xie Yang was the same as last time. As soon as he had a chance and saved a little power, he sent the power to the enemy's mother, trying to make the enemy's mother more comfortable.
Probably because of the squeeze too hard during this period of time, on the night of returning to the city, Xie Yang suddenly found that the power core was showing signs of upgrading.
He immediately awoke, retracted the ability that was shrouded in the trees in the courtyard, lowered the speed of the ability, and tried to delay the upgrade process of the ability in this way.
Qiu Xing had just shaved off his hair two days before, even if it didn't show up on his face, he must have cared about it in his heart. The ability upgrade will cause fever and coma. At this time, you can no longer stimulate Qiu Xing, you have to find a way to vaccinate Qiu Xing before officially starting the upgrade.
The bathroom door opened and Qiu Xing came out after taking a shower.
Xie Yang Lian Shen looked over, and his gaze fell on Qiu Xing's head uncontrollably.
Qiu Xing: "..." He suddenly turned around and entered the cloakroom, then walked back with a delicate paper box, and handed the box to Xie Yang.
"What is it?"
"Wig... Put it on for me, it doesn't look right."
Xie Yang took the box and opened it. Sure enough, he saw a wig inside, and patted the place beside him: "Come here."
Qiu Xing sat down, put his hands on his knees, and slightly clenched his fists.
Xie Yang took out the wig, sat on her knees and stood up straight, looking for the position of the wig, and just about to help Qiu Xing put it on, but suddenly Qiu Xing grabbed his arm.
"Jie Yang."
Xie Yang looked down at Qiu Xing.
"Is it ugly?"
Xie Yang looked at the lack of confidence between Qiu Xing's eyebrows, and suddenly threw away his wig from a distance, broke away from Qiu Xing's hand, and sat on him by supporting Qiu Xing's shoulders, and said, "I will shave my hair tomorrow. "
Qiu Xing finally raised his eyes to meet Xie Yang's eyes, frowning: "No."
"Do you think I must be ugly shaving my hair, disgusting?"
"of course not."
Xie Yang looked at Qiu Xing and said nothing.
Qiu Xing was no longer so tight, and he raised his hand and rubbed her hair: "I... don't want to wear a wig. It makes no sense."
"Then don't wear it, I also hate you for having other people's things on your body. Xing Xing, in my eyes, you look good in all kinds of things."
Qiu Xing and Xie Yang looked at each other, suddenly laughed, and said, "Tomorrow Rongding will have a regular shareholder meeting, with me?"
Xie Yang also smiled, and said, "Okay."
The expensive tailor-made wig was put back in the box, and it was never remembered again.
The next day Xie Yang changed into a more formal shirt and trousers, and arrived at Rongding with Qiu Xing. The two went up from a dedicated elevator and did not meet anyone else.
At 8:50, the regular meeting was about to begin, and He Jun entered the office to remind Qiu Xing of the time for reconciliation. Qiu Xing looked at his watch, stopped the one-on-one teaching with Xie Yang, got up and said, "Let's go."
Xie Yang followed and got up.
This is the first time Xie Yang has entered Qiu Xing's office. He did not leave Rongding from the elevator in the office. Instead, he followed Qiu Xing to other areas of Rongding.
Outside the chairman's office is a large secretary's room. After the two went out, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.
The busy secretaries were all stunned when they saw Qiu Xing's new look, and then went stupid after seeing Xie Yang next to Qiu Xing. A girl even screamed while covering her face.
Qiu Xing darkened his face and said, "What are you doing and doing things in a daze."
The secretaries regained their senses and pretended to be busy, but their eyes still couldn't help but secretly glance at the two of them.
Xie Yang approached Qiu Xing and lowered his voice: "I find that many people look at me, and not many people care about your new look."
Qiu Xing's face stretched to the old man, holding Xie Yang's hand, he said coldly: "Recruit bees and butterflies."
"Eat fly jealous indiscriminately."
Qiu Xing stared at Xieyang and led him out of the secretary's room.
Everything was the hardest thing at the beginning. After the jealous blessing, Qiu Xing suddenly became calm. He led Xie Yang all the way to the large conference room, ignoring all the sights of the employees passing by, until Before entering the meeting room, he let go of Unyang's hand.
The shareholders had arrived. Qiu walked to the top and sat down, and then gestured to Xie Yang for the position of deputy director that had been vacant since Qiu Jingbang fell ill.
Xie Yang went to sit down.
The meeting room was obviously full of people, but at this time it was as quiet as if no one was there. Everyone looked at Xie Yang of Qiu Xing's starting position, with different expressions, but they were definitely not welcome.
Qiu Xing tapped the desk lightly and said, "Starting today, the Deputy Director of Xie will study with me. I will give you the bottom line. About the first ten days of next year, I will officially receive treatment. During my treatment, Rong Ding will be managed by Xie Yang."
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone looked at the hatred together, and became agitated.
Qiu Xing suddenly looked at a shareholder who was ready to speak up and raised his voice and said: "Although Xie Yang established Yangxing and expanded Yangxing to its current scale in less than a year, he is still young, Management experience is definitely not as good as everyone here, so I will choose two people among you to assist Xie Yang. As for who to choose... Everyone will vote."
The commotion stopped immediately, and all the shareholders who were planning to oppose Xie Yang died down, but looked at each other instead.
Xie Yang smiled upon seeing this. Qiu Xing's move is really poisonous, and it will divide these people quickly and ruthlessly. He took out his cell phone and sent a WeChat message to Qiu Xing.
Xie Yang: No one pays attention to your new look at all, Bai Nong is so handsome.
The first Qiu Xing frowned suddenly, lowered his head and took out his mobile phone from his pocket. Two seconds later, he let go of his frowning brows, glanced at Xie Yang, and typed quickly.
Qiu Xing: Have a good meeting!
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The routine meeting was not long, and before Xie Yang had time to feel the blood and blood, the content of the meeting was handled by Qiu Xing. After the meeting, Xie Yang followed Qiu Xing back to the office and looked at Qiu Xing with a smile along the way.
Qiu Xing endured it all the time. After returning to the office, he immediately pressed Xie Yang to the door and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
"Laugh at how I found such a handsome boyfriend. Ahang, you are so handsome when you are in the office."
Qiu Xing's expression moved, and he let go of Xie Yang, coughed uncomfortably, and corrected: "What boyfriend, is your fiancé?"
Speaking of his fiance, Xie Yang suddenly remembered the ring in his hand that hadn't been noticed at all. During this period of time, the public’s attention was all attracted by Beicheng’s news and new album releases. In the variety show, he wore the small detail of the ring, except for a few fans who discovered and routinely blew the rainbow fart. It didn't arouse any splashes.
Before, Qin Cheng was worried that the matter of his wearing the ring would arouse discussion, but it didn't happen at all.
"What are you thinking about?"
Xie Yang returned to his senses, looking at Qiu Xing's pretentiously dissatisfied but unconcealed face, thought for a while, and said, "I think I'm going to be sick again. I need to sleep for several days."
Qiu Xing frowned: "What?"
"It should be the same high fever as the last two times." Xie Yang slowly released the suppression of the core of the ability, smiled at Qiu Xing, and suggested, "Should we go to the hospital now?"