Qiu Xing only allowed himself to be sad for half an hour. Half an hour later, he cheered up and began to arrange the funeral of his enemy's mother.
He called the mother's mother, the mother of the enemy, Liu Sha, He Jun and others respectively, notified the news of the death of the mother of the enemy, and then contacted everyone who should be contacted, such as the nursing home, the funeral company, and the cemetery.
Xie Yang did not overly comfort Qiu Xing, only to ensure that he stayed in a position where Qiu Xing could see him when he turned his head.
In less than two hours, the quiet small building deep in the sanatorium was surrounded by people from all sides. As more people came, Qiu Xing's emotions became weaker. He was like a snail, shrunk the soft inside into a ball, and hid it in a thick shell.
The elder brother of the enemy's mother, Liu Jiang, came to blame and said: "Your mother is about to die, why didn't you notify me earlier, how to be a son? I heard that you took your mother a few days ago—"
"Shut up." Xie Yang, who had been quietly staying behind Qiu Xing, suddenly walked out, stopped in front of Liu Jiang, and said coldly, "What did Ah Xing do? It’s not your turn to accuse you. If you say something more, let me go out. ."
Many people around are watching. Liu Jiang was so angry that he opened his mouth and scolded: "Who do you think you are? You actually talk to me like this. My sister is dead, you—"
"He Jun." Qiu Xing suddenly said, reaching out and holding Xie Yang's hand and pulling him back, without looking at Liu Jiang, he ordered, "Send Chairman Liu out."
Chairman Liu, even the uncle didn't shout.
Liu Jiang's expression was terribly ugly, and he wanted to say something, but was caught by Liu Zhu who hurried over. Liu Zhu's eyes were red, and he seemed to have cried. He screamed at Liu Jiang, and said, "Big brother, what are you doing? When is this, can you stop making trouble!"
"I do-"
He Jun walked up to the two of them and stretched out his hand coldly: "Chairman Liu, please."
Liu Jiang felt embarrassed and didn't want to go. He wanted to make another one, two, three, four. Liu Zhu was angry and sad, and after two sentences to appease Qiu Xing and Xie Yang, he dragged Liu Jiang away.
Quiet indoors.
Xie Yang suddenly turned around and hugged Qiu Xing, followed Shun Qiu Xing's back, and coaxed: "Don't worry about those people, I will deal with them, and you will be with your mother."
Qiu Xing closed his eyes vigorously, hugged Xie Yang back, lowered his head and rubbed Xie Yang's cheek, and replied impenetrably, "Yes."
…
Xie Yang took over the external hospitality. He was more decisive and merciless than Qiu Xing, and he was more calm and thoughtful than everyone thought.
Those who dared to talk nonsense because of a little relationship were all invited out by him on the spot, and those who wanted to use their elders to talk about hatred were all blocked by him. Whether it was the relatives of the enemy family or the relatives of the Liu family, he suppressed all those who dared to take the opportunity to mess around.
He stood in the front, helping Qiu Xing prop up a space where he could quietly send his enemy's mother for the final journey.
The mourning hall was quickly set up. Liu Sha helped Qiu's mother change clothes and put on makeup, and then notified Qiu Xing, Feng Qinglin and Xie Yang, and several people put the foe's mother into the coffin and sent it to the mourning hall.
Only then did the guests notice that Feng Qinglin was there.
The recent turmoil in the Feng Family has been very loud. Everyone knows that there is a gesture of Xing Xing behind this, but Feng Qinglin has now appeared at the funeral of his mother's mother. This signal is really subtle.
No matter what others think of him, Feng Qinglin puts on a black suit after handling all the matters in the mourning hall, and stands with Qiu Xing and Xie Yang in the family thank-you position.
Xie Yang glanced sideways at Feng Qinglin, then took Qiu Xing's hand, and said, "You have more than me, Qinglin, Liu Sha...Everyone is there."
Qiu Xing didn't say a word, only firmly squeezed understand Yang's hand.
…
The three long and heavy days finally passed, and the mother of the enemy, under the witness of all her relatives, lay down peacefully and steadily in the ground next to the father of the enemy. The guests left one after another, and only three people, Xie Xing, Xie Yang, and Feng Qinglin were left in front of the tombstone.
Feng Qinglin said suddenly: "I will bring mom back as soon as possible."
Looking at the tombstone, the enmity returned to his senses, and he reached out and touched the picture of the enemy's mother and the enemy's father on the tombstone: "Yeah."
After leaving the cemetery, Feng Qinglin left alone, Qiu Xing didn't ask him where he was going, and took Xie Yang into the car home.
The car drove slowly away from the cemetery, Qiu Xing always looked outside the car, expressionless.
Xie Yang reached out and hugged Qiu Xing.
Qiu Xing returned to his senses, withdrawing his gaze to look at Xie Yang.
"Sleep for a while." Xie Yang Shun Shun Qiuxing's back, "You haven't closed your eyes much for three days."
Qiu Xing looked at Xie Yang, his stiff and tight body slowly relaxed for three days, lowered his head to hug Xie Yang, closed his eyes, and his breathing slowed down.
"Jie Yang."
"Ok."
"I won't let you send me away like this... I can't do this to you."
Xie Yang adjusted his posture so that Qiu Xing leaned comfortably in his arms, followed Qiu Xing's back, and replied, "It's a coincidence, I think so too."
Qiu Xing tightened his arms.
"You are nine years older than me."
"It's eight and a half years old."
"Well, eight and a half years old." Xie Yang lowered his head and kissed Xie Xing's ear, "So you have to strive to live eight and a half years longer than me. When the time is up, we will go together and no one will give it away."
Qiu Xing felt the temperature from Xie Yang's body, and hugged Xie Yang tighter: "Okay."
…
The funeral that lasted for three days consumed Qiu Xing’s good looks. Although the funeral was over, Xie Yang let him sleep well according to Qiu Xing, but the anger that had been consumed by the departure of the enemy’s mother was obviously not a day. Sleep can make up for it.
Now that Qiu walks out, everyone who sees him will immediately realize that this is a patient. The thin body, the special hairstyle, the unhealthy complexion... The sickness once again concealed the brilliance of Qiu Xing's body.
On the fourth day after the funeral, Xie Yang saw a secret photo of him and Qiu Xing on Weibo. In the photo, he and Qiu Xing are walking in the community, probably because the sky is too dark and the street lights are too bad. The photo of Qiu Xing is far worse than the real situation. He is thin, gray, and unconcealed. .
The person who sent this secret photo was a personal account, and his accompanying text was very sensational: I found out that I lived in a community with Xie Yang, and I ran into him and my fiance out for a walk, my God, this is... Is he going to do it
Because of this photo, rumors that Qiu Xing was about to fail suddenly spread on Weibo. A few days ago, Xie Yang’s act of proposing marriage and hatred was so sour that it was understood that Yang was giving comfort to the dying hatred. Some of them were more malicious, and even guessed that Xie Yang did it to stabilize the mood of hatred, fearing that the hatred is going to happen. Before he died, he changed his will.
Xie Yang frowned, contacted Qin Cheng, asked him to go to public relations to get rid of the news, and then immediately left Yangxing and rushed to Rongding.
Qiu Xing was approving the document, and his insight was raised, and he asked: "It's not that Yang Xing has a job, why did you come here?"
"Come to check the post, see if you hide the little fairy in the office behind my back." Xie Yang replied, sitting directly in Qiu Xing's arms, and looking at him with his face.
Qiu Xing immediately hugged Xie Yang, circling tightly before admonishing: "What little fairy, nonsense."
This is a small habit developed by Qiu Xingxin after his mother's death. Once he encounters Xie Yang, he will inevitably cling to Xie Yang, his strength is very tight, as if he was afraid that Xie Yang would disappear.
After observing Qiu Xing's face, Xie Yang leaned over and kissed him, and said, "He's obviously handsome, and the person who took the sneak shot is probably blind."
Saying that he took out his phone in front of Qiu Xing, opened Weibo and switched to a large size, and forwarded the Weibo that had been topped by the hottest Weibo, with the text: I just observed it, Qiu Xing is still very handsome, at least he can do it again. Live for a hundred years.
Only then did Qiu Xing understand what Xie Yang was doing when he came over. He looked at the secret photo on the screen of Xie Yang's phone and said, "I'm sorry."
"Why do you say I'm sorry? These people are obviously talking nonsense." Xie Yang kissed him again, then stood up, smiled and said, "Work hard, I will come to accompany you after the meeting."
Qiu Xing grabbed Xie Yang's hand and said nothing, but he was obviously unwilling to let Xie Yang go.
Xie Yang stopped and bends closer to Qiu Xing.
Qiu Xing hooked Xie Yang's neck down and cherished and kissed Xie Yang tenderly.
"Yang Yang."
Xie Yang looked at Qiu Xing quietly.
Qiu Xing touched Xie Yang's eyebrows and smiled suddenly, although the smile was a little shallow, then he got up and took Xie Yang's hand and said, "Let's go, I will send you back to Yangxing." The tone is a rare spirit these days. .
Xie Yang also smiled and nodded: "Okay."
Qiu Xing has been sending Xie Yang upstairs to Yangxing. This is also the first time that Qiu Xing has made an official appearance in Yangxing, except for that time when he sneaked up. He was no longer shy at this time, and took Xie Yang's hand into Yang Xing, and didn't let go until he sent Xie Yang to the office.
"Come here after the meeting."
Xie Yang nodded.
Qiu Xing kissed and lifted his eyebrows, then looked at Yang for a few seconds before turning to leave.
As soon as Qiu Xing left, Qin Cheng immediately walked in with his mobile phone, and asked a little hesitantly: "How is Mr. Qiu... how is he?"
"I'm getting better." Xie Yang replied and ordered, "Let people keep an eye on the Internet, and then there will be rhythms related to Qiu Xing's physical condition, so I will deal with it as soon as possible. I will also ask He Jun to send someone to join him. Staring."
Qin Cheng nodded his head to express his understanding, and asked, "Go to the meeting? There are a few tasks on my side that I really can't push for you to attend. They are all relatively large-scale events."
"Let's go."
…
Starting from this day, Qiu Xing took the initiative to adjust his state. He consciously eats less and more meals, sleeps more and rests more, and consciously tries to make more expressions on his face and speak more in harmony with Xie Yang.
He is trying to get better.
Xie Yang worked hard with Qiu Xing, and went to Rongding to accompany Qiu Xing for lunch and afternoon tea on time every day. After dinner, he took Qiu Xing for a walk to exercise. In the evening, he freed up an hour or two to concentrate on nourishing Qiu Xing's body with supernatural powers.
Soon, in October, Qiu Xing performed the last treatment of the first course.
On the checklist this time, Qiu Xing's weight figure was a bit dazzlingly low.
Kirkman put down the checklist, looked at Qiu Xing, and exhorted: "Take care of your body in these two months. I will go back to China and work with the team to readjust the treatment plan according to your current physical condition. You are mentally prepared, When the next course of treatment begins, you have to put down your work, stay in the hospital for a long time, and prepare for the operation."
Qiu Xing asked, "Should I be hospitalized?"
"It is necessary. Before the formal operation, every change in the tumor in your brain will affect the outcome of the operation. Doing so is responsible for your body."
Qiu Xing frowned.
"Then be hospitalized."
Qiu Xing looked at Xie Yang.
Xie Yang looked back at Qiu Xing and asked, "If you are done with surgery and find that I have defeated Rongding, will you be so angry that you won't have a wedding with me?"
Qiu Xing was taken aback for a moment, his eyebrows stretched slowly, and he squeezed the hands of Unyang: "What silly things to say... If you lose, if you lose, I will earn it back for you."
Xie Yang smiled with satisfaction, and asked, "Then starting tomorrow, you will slowly hand over Rongding's affairs to me?"
"..." Qiu Xing and Xie Yang interlocked, nodding, "Okay."