In the hospital ward, Feng Qinglin turned off all kinds of news on the Internet, looked at Xie Yang, who was studying the menu, and asked, "Tao Yang will really come?"
"Yes." Xie Yang turned the menu over, "Tao Yang should be the last person in the world who does not want to be ill with Qiu Xing. Now he has a chance to prevent Qiu Xing from recovering. This opportunity is still very good. It may be the last and only chance, such a big temptation, even if he knew that it was mostly a trap, he could not help but come over to confirm the truth."
"Then in case he doesn't come, or send someone else..."
"It's possible, but it's very low. He has lost too many hole cards now, in a state where he can't escape and hides for a while. Before, he paid almost everything for the'perfectness' of the'art' of hatred. This is about whether the'artwork' loses its last chance for'artistic', he will not fake it."
Feng Qinglin frowned when she heard it, looked at the hatred that was talking to Wu Shui at the door of the ward, and shook her head: "I always feel uneasy."
"To say something that makes you even more unreliable, Tao Yang is probably already hiding in the hospital."
Feng Qinglin's voice rose instantly: "What?"
Xie Yang waved his hand: "Be steady. Don't worry, even if he has lurked in, he will not move blindly these days. He will move his hands at the best and most stable time, which is when your uncle's surgery is on."
Feng Qinglin had difficulty calming down: "Uncle, aren't you afraid?"
"What are you afraid of? Your uncle specially arranged for the release of water. Before seeing your uncle, he checked the safety of the community, Rongding, and Yangxing, but didn't you check here? The more you guard, the deeper Tao Yang hides, we have to. Leave some flaws to make him appear. Don’t worry, nothing will happen.” Xie Yang ticked a few dishes on the menu and handed the list to Feng Qinglin, “Choose what you like to eat, and don’t say me and your uncle at that time. I'll abuse you. Make it clear in advance that your uncle and I will have hot pot for New Year's Eve dinner. If you don't like hot pot, you can order a few other dishes."
Feng Qinglin looked at the menu in front of him, and then at Xie Yang's calm expression, still unable to calm down: "Really nothing will happen?"
Xie Yang raised his eyebrows: "Do you not believe me, your uncle, or the police?"
"..." Can't believe it.
Feng Qinglin reached out and took the order to choose dishes.
"Don't choose what your uncle can only see and can't eat."
Feng Qinglin prepared a meal of spicy grilled lamb chops, silently moved away, and drew warm and nourishing mutton soup.
In the twenty-sixth, twenty-seventh, and twenty-eighth year, the three days passed calmly. As the new year is approaching, the number of paparazzi squatting at the entrance of the hospital is becoming less and less, and the hospital is gradually deserted.
Finally, at the twenty-ninth year of the year, the day of the rumored operation of the hatred came.
Wu Shui led the bodyguards to surround the building where the operation was performed. The building was also emptied. All the other people except the doctors and nurses necessary for the "surgery" were cleared away. Outside this building, hospital security and police officers dressed in plain clothes were scattered around the hospital, patrolling intensively.
Acting in a full set, at 8 o'clock in the morning, Qiu Xing put on a hospital gown and was pushed into the operating room by Kirkman.
Xie Yang sat down on the corridor bench outside the operating room, closed his eyes against the wall, and slowly spread the ability to cover the entire hospital. According to the degree of purification of each person in the ability network, they were distinguished and positioned.
This positioning method can only vaguely locate everyone's movements and consumes a lot of money, but it is better than nothing.
Time flows quietly.
At ten o'clock in the morning, a fire broke out in the southeast corner of the hospital. Wu Shui came to report, and Xie Yang opened his eyes, did not move, and said, "Put out the fire and continue to stare at this building."
One wave has not settled, another wave has risen. A few minutes later, the hospital suddenly cut off power, and only the operating rooms connected to the backup power supply were still lit.
There was commotion everywhere, and the hospital urgently activated backup power.
Just when everyone was upset by the fire and power outage, suddenly several people in the Ability Network chose to approach this building in unison.
Xie Yang opened his eyes.
coming.
He locked the abilities to those few people, called Wu Shui, and ordered a few words.
It didn't take long for those people to arrive at the entrances and exits of this building one after another, and they entangled with the bodyguards guarding the entrance. Only one of these people avoided the bodyguards, went outside the window of the ward somewhere on the first floor, and entered the ward after staying for a while.
At the same time, Xie Yang's cell phone rang, and He Jun, who was guarding in the monitoring room, called.
"Little boss, someone broke into this building by smashing the window. I have notified Wu Shui to arrest someone."
Xie Yang frowned, suddenly felt something was wrong, got up and went downstairs.
He successfully joined Wu Shui in the hall, who had already caught people. Wu Shui grabbed a sickly middle-aged man in front of Xie Yang, frowned and said, "It's not Tao Yang."
…Unexpectedly, reasonable.
Xie Yang looked at the man whose eyes were dodging, with guilt and guilty conscience, and asked, "Are you a patient in this hospital?"
The man bowed his head.
"How much did Tao Yang give you?"
The man didn't dare to look at Xie Yang, and said, "I just want to save some money for my son... He is still young, and I can't keep the family a burden."
It is good to take advantage of the despair of the patient and the debt to the family.
Xie Yang looked out of the hall again and asked Wu Shui: "Has the person who set the fire and cut off the power caught it?"
"You don't need to catch it." The man took the initiative, his head lowered, "It was all made by me and my patient... That person asked me to bring you a word. He said, said..."
"say what?"
"Xie Yang, you guessed wrong."
Xie Yang looked at the man for a few seconds, retracted the abilities that had been spreading out, and said to Wu Shui: "Retreat, Tao Yang won't come." After that, he turned and strode upstairs.
A few minutes later, Qiu Xing came out of the operating room and entered the ward, and asked, "What's the matter?"
Xie Yang recovered from his thoughts and looked at Qiu Xing's cold and anxious expression. He rolled in his heart the guesses he had just sorted out. Without saying, he shook his head: "It's okay, Tao Yang didn't show up by himself. He took advantage of it. A group of critically ill patients hospitalized in this hospital, I think he should have already ran away."
"It didn't show up?"
"No, it seems that he is not as persistent to you as we thought."
Qiu Xing frowned deeply, touched Jie Yang's head, and promised: "I will catch him, for sure." After he finished speaking, he gave Xie Yang a hug, then turned around and left the ward with his mobile phone.
Xie Yang watched Qiu Xing leave, then retracted his gaze and looked at his hands.
Adam and his birds, birds with broken wings.
guessed wrong.
Xie Yang clenched his hands.
He really guessed wrong. In other words, Tao Yang sent him a wrong message through Mu Zhouyi. At that time, Mu Zhouyi said that Tao Yang's decision for him and Qiu Xing was a death of illness, a life of suffering with broken wings.
But this should be wrong, and Mu Zhouyi reversed their ending. What Tao Yang really wanted was that he died, and then the hatred of gaining and losing hope became even more desperate, falling into the abyss again, suffering in the world in pain.
Tao Yang was no longer satisfied with Qiu Xing's simple illness and death, he wanted to appreciate Qiu Xing's more desperate posture.
If Tao Yang in the past wanted to let Qiu Xing die, then Tao Yang now wants to see Qiu Xing die.
An upgraded pervert.
But there is one thing he must have guessed right, that is, this is the last chance Tao Yang can struggle. If Tao Yang's goal is him, then the TV station building where all parties will come and go tomorrow will be the best place for Tao Yang to start with him.
Qiu Xing entered the door again, released Yang and Lian Shen, looked towards Qiu Xing, and asked, "How's it going?"
Qiu Xing shook his head: "It's all patients who are making trouble. Tao Yang contacted them through their family members. He didn't show up. The police are gathering those family members to check their contact with Tao Yang."
"That might take a long time to investigate." Xie Yang got up and approached Qiu Xing, first smoothed his eyebrows, then held Qiu Xing's hand and smiled, "Let's go, go home for the New Year's Eve dinner."
"Jie Yang."
Xie Yang patted Qiu Xing on the shoulder: "Don't be stressed, don't worry, I believe you will catch him. Now, we should go home for the New Year's Eve dinner, I am hungry."
Qiu Xing looked at Yang for a few seconds, stretched out his arms to embrace Xie Yang, and touched the back of his head: "Okay, let's go home."
…
That night, Xie Yang updated a Weibo.
[Xie Yang: Not a second operation, just a normal review. The results of the re-examination were satisfactory, and Qiu Xing has basically recovered. 】
A few photos are attached below. In the photo, Qiu Xing is sitting at the dining table, ruddy and full of energy, where he looks like a serious operation.
The crab noodles who had been worried for many days were finally relieved, and the rumors from the outside quickly dissipated.
After the New Year’s Eve dinner, Xie Yang washes up and goes to bed early to recharge his energy for the next day’s party performance.
Qiu Xing accompanied Xie Yang to bed early, took Xie Yang into his arms, bowed his head and kissed: "I'll pick you up."
"Okay. You remember to wear more. My show ends around 11:40. It should be almost 12 o'clock when it comes out. The temperature is very low at that time. And I look at the weather forecast that it might snow in the evening."
"Jie Yang."
"Ok?"
"When we get Tao Yang, we will make an appointment, the one without bodyguards."
Xie Yang looked up, looked at Qiu Xing's somewhat fuzzy face in the dark, smiled, raised his head and kissed him, and replied, "Okay."
Tomorrow should be completely over.
This night, Xie Yang gnawed at the last energy group in the core of the power and fell asleep.
After this period of cannibalization, the energy mass has changed from the size of a pinky fingernail to half the size of a sesame. According to Xie Yang's estimation, at most two or three days later, this energy group will be completely eaten away by him.
However, the cannibalization during this period of time not only allowed him to obtain many strange energy templates, but also did not allow him to get more information about the main system and the "new life".
Perhaps important information is hidden in the data written in unfamiliar words, but unfortunately, he can't understand it.
…
No dream for a night.
After getting up, Xie Yang took out his mobile phone and turned it on, and posted a Weibo.
[Xie Yang: I know you will come, see you today. 】
"Shooting fans early in the morning?"
very sour.
Xie Yang looked back at Xie Xing, who had opened his eyes for some unknown time, and called out, "Master Vinegar?"
Qiu Xing frowned: "What?"
"This is the nickname given to you by fans, I think it suits you well."
"..."
Qiu Xing became angry and grabbed Xie Yang under him.
Preparations for the party started very early. After breakfast, Qiu Xing accompanied Xie Yang out and sent Xie Yang to the TV station building. Qiu Xing answered the phone on the way, it was the police.
Xie Yang looked over after Qiu Xing put down his phone, and asked, "What?"
"The police found the traces of Tao Yang leaving city b by bus, so we left to recognize the surveillance. They have basically determined that it is Tao Yang himself this time, and the surveillance equipment captured a very clear front face."
"Yeah." Xie Yang nodded and patted Qiu Xing's palm. "So we can have a comfortable year."
Qiu Xing held Xie Yang's hand without saying anything, only raised Xie Yang's hand and kissed him, the tight breath on his body relaxed a lot.
After dozens of minutes, the car stopped under the TV station building, and Xie Yang bid farewell to Qiu Xing and got off the car, leading Wu Shui into the building.
The process of the party has been rehearsed countless times, and everything is proceeding step by step.
After Xie Yang finished his styling, he went to a special rest area to wait for him to come on stage. He sent WeChat with Qiu Xing from time to time, swiped on Weibo, and occasionally accepted random interviews from the TV station. Time passed in the blink of an eye.
At 11:35 in the evening, the prelude to "The Prosperity" resounded through the studio, and Xie Yang's figure appeared on the TV screens of countless families.
Outside the building, Qiu Xing touched the tablet screen and was wearing a red suit. He looked warm and open, his mouth hooked.
After the performance ended smoothly, Xie Yang walked into the backstage, approached the staff and left with Wu Shui. The two of them boarded the elevator with a few other performers who were about to leave, and went downstairs to take the car.
Soon the elevator reached the lobby on the first floor, the people in the elevator went down, and the people waiting outside came up.
When the two people passed by, Xie Yang felt his hand sting. The power that had been working in his body immediately rushed towards the stinging place, and then a strong sense of swallowing came.
Xie Yang stopped, looked at a worker with a hat who was walking into the elevator with a work sign, and called out, "Tao Yang."
All the people around who heard Xie Yang's call were stunned, and then Qi Qi followed Xie Yang's gaze and looked towards the staff member. Wu Shui also reacted and hurriedly stepped forward to arrest people.
"I knew you would find out." The staff who had entered the elevator slowly raised their heads in everyone's uncertain eyes, raised their hands and took off their hats, revealing a delicate face. It was Tao Yang.
He looked at Xie Yang, even if he was twisted by Wu Shui's arm, he still didn't panic, as if he had anticipated all this, and smiled contentedly and cheerfully: "However, I won."
There was a faint inhalation sound all around, and everyone backed away from Tao Yang in unison.
Only Xie Yang stood there and didn't move. He and Tao Yang looked at each other and laughed, and asked, "You won? What do you use to win?"
Tao Yang's gaze fell on Xie Yang's hand, then moved back to Xie Yang's face, smiling and saying terrible words: "Take your life. What if Qiu Xing gets better, he will only live better in the future. It’s even more painful. It’s great that you made him fall in love with you, Xie Yang, thank you for helping me achieve my best work."
Wu Shui's expression changed, and he looked towards Xie Yang, and wanted to release Tao Yang to see Xie Yang's situation, but was afraid that Tao Yang would run away. It was a dilemma.
Xie Yang waved to Wu Shui that he was okay.
A staff member found something wrong here and rushed towards this side with the building security.
Tao Yang glanced over there, then looked at Xie Yang: "Why don't you speak, and you start to feel uncomfortable? Xie Yang, don't force yourself anymore. Fear and fear are not shameful emotions."
Xie Yang answered the wrong question: "Tao Yang, is it worth it?"
"Why not worth it." The expression on Tao Yang's face became more and more cheerful, as if he had seen everything he wanted spread out in front of him, "I was locked up for 20 years at most, and I will be in my forties after 20 years. If it is good or has a major contribution, I may be able to come out in ten years. Ten years later I will be in my thirties. At that time, I will release my most perfect work, and there will be countless people crazy about my work. At that time, Xing Xing He should be alive. The madness, struggle, pain, and despair in him will become my continuous artistic nourishment."
Xie Yang began to approach Tao Yang.
The smile on Tao Yang's face increased: "Xie Yang, you are the best sacrifice."
Xie Yang stopped in front of Tao Yang and looked at him up and down: "So you are the pervert who killed the original owner in the original book. Sacrifice? Your work is really filthy."
Tao Yang frowned and didn't understand Xie Yang's previous sentence, but the latter sentence successfully angered him. He looked at Xie Yang coldly, and then smiled again after a few seconds: "That's not bad, you look great when you are bracing. Don't you go find the Xie Xing waiting outside? You are now in the past, you should be able to see Xie Xing's last side. ."
Wu Shui was in a hurry: "Boss—"
"The last side?" Xie Yang leaned close to Tao Yang, curled his lips a little, raised the hand that Tao Yang had touched with nothing, and carefully turned around in front of Tao Yang, and moved flexibly. Moving, "What nonsense are you talking about. Tao Yang, are you crazy, or are you having a hallucination?" Talking about a template in the core of the running abilities, at the same time, the abilities were penetrated into Tao Yang's body.
Tao Yang didn't notice the abilities, looked towards Xie Yang's hand, the smile on his face disappeared, and then looked at Xie Yang's still ruddy face and clear eyes, frowning.
Xie Yang continued to smile, "There are still works?" He moved closer to Tao Yang, his voice lowered, "I can make you unable to hold a pen anymore, do you believe it?" After speaking, he straightened up and let him take a step.
The security of the building arrived at the right time and took Tao Yang from Wu Shui. Wu Shui hurriedly leaned in front of Xie Yang and asked anxiously: "Boss, are you okay, is there anything uncomfortable?"
Xie Yang shook his head: "I'm fine, he never touched me before."
Tao Yang's expression changed completely when he heard this, and said: "Impossible! I definitely met you."
"Your feeling deceived you."
Tao Yang struggled and turned his head: "No, Jie Yang you—"
The template ran successfully, and the ability was successfully marked in Tao Yang's brain. At the same time, Xie Yang used the mark to probe the ability to Tao Yang's hands, blocking the nerves in a ball.
Tao Yang, who was twisted by the security guard, twitched his hands suddenly, groaning, and instinctively had to twitch his arms out.
The security guard yelled Tao Yang and violently led him out of the crowded hall.
Watching Tao Yang being taken away, Xie Yang exhaled softly, leaving Wu Shui to contact the person in charge who came, and walked quickly toward the outside of the building.
When going out, a snow flake floated on his face, Xie Yang looked up at the sky where the snow was beginning to fall, smiled, strode into the snow, and trot towards the location where Xie Xing stopped.
On the other side of the car, Xie Yang's Qiu Xing quickly opened the door and got out of the car. He took off his coat and greeted Xie Yang and wrapped him up. He said, "How come out in such a small dress, Wu Shui?"
"Axing, I am free."
Qiu Xing laughed out of temper when Xie Yang rubbed his cold ears: "What silly thing to say."
The sound of the police siren suddenly approached quickly, and Tao Yang was taken out of the building by the security guard.
Qiu Xing squeezed the hand in Xieyang's ears, looked at the police car and Tao Yang who was brought out in disbelief, and then suddenly looked at Xieyang in front of him.
"you-"
Xie Yang smiled, kissed Qiu Xing, and looked in Tao Yang's direction.
"Axing, you are free too."
Tao Yang also saw Qiu Xing and Xie Yang standing together, tried to come over, and was finally held down by the police who got out of the police car and forced into the car.
I don't know where the bell of the countdown to the new year came.
Xie Yang held Qiu Xing's hand, and was quickly held back by Qiu Xing.
Qiu Xing stared at the police car, holding Xie Yang's hand harder and harder: "So he—"
The bell stopped, and Xie Yang interrupted Qiu Xing with a smile.
"Axing, happy new year."