My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

Chapter 49

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After dinner, Xie Yang shouted to Qiu Xing, who was about to go upstairs, and said, "I'm going to city h for a few days. I have a job. I will be on the plane tomorrow morning."

Qiu Xing immediately stopped and turned around. When he first turned around, his expression was still ugly, but when he turned around completely, he was already calm as usual, and said, "Let Wu Shui follow you."

Xie Yang nodded and asked, "H City has a lot of interesting specialties, do you have what you want?"

"No." Qiu Xing turned upstairs.

Xie Yang watched Qiu Xing leave, thought about it, and turned and walked towards the kitchen.

On the breakfast table the next day, the omelette in front of Qiu Xing became two, and there were two more vegetarian sandwiches on the plate next to him.

This time, Qiu Xing didn't take any pity at all. He pierced the yolk of the fried egg directly with a fork, and then ate the fried egg and sandwich with no expression on his face.

After eating breakfast, Qiu Xing did not go out to Rongding right away, but took out the tablet and sat down on the sofa in the living room, bowing his head to deal with the mail.

Xie Yang went upstairs and brought a small suitcase down, stopped in front of Qiu Xing, and said, "I'm going to the airport."

Qiu Xing made an "um" without raising his head.

Xie Yang walked out, and when he reached the hallway, he glanced sideways in the direction of the living room, and saw Qiu Xing sitting on the sofa with his head down and brushing the tablet. Somehow, he suddenly felt that Qiu Xing looked a little lonely.

Probably the living room is too big and empty.

He stopped, put down the box and walked back, and asked, "Qiu Xing, if you are not busy, can you take me to the airport? Wu Shui wants to follow me on the plane. If he drives over, he will have to park the car at the airport for a few days. trouble."

"It's just you." Qiu Xing took away the tablet in a second, got up with his jacket and said, "Let's go."

Xie Yang smiled.

Qiu Xing looked over with a cold face: "Have fun on a business trip?"

Xie Yang shook his head, then nodded: "I am really happy indeed, the scenery in H city is nice."

Qiu Xing darkened his face, looked at Xie Yang gloomily for a few seconds, snorted coldly, and strode out of the door.

On the way to the airport, Qiu Xing didn't know where he was uncomfortable, and suddenly began to be picky.

"You just take that little baggage to go out? That kind of small box can hold a few pieces of clothes. Are you going to stop bathing or changing your clothes after going to H city? Is it dirty?"

Xie Yang took a palm-sized notepad to write, write, and draw without raising his head. “It’s winter now, so I don’t need to change my clothes frequently. I brought a stack of underwear, enough to change.”

Inside, inside...

Qiu Xing was furious and frustrated: "How old you are, you can talk about any words, is it appropriate!"

"Appropriate, we are already living under one roof, and we care about what these details do."

Qiu Xing turned off inexplicably, and was quiet for a while, and his tone suddenly became noble and cold: "Don't be so strange, you are just a tenant."

Xie Yang is good at being good: "Good landlord."

"..."

Qiu Xing suddenly became dissatisfied, and said, "What have you been writing since you got in the car? Did you know that writing while riding in the car hurts your eyes."

Xie Yang just finished writing things, covered the notepad, handed it to Qiu Xing, and said: "Leave it for you, you can turn it over when you're bored."

Qiu Xing's dissatisfaction and anxiety dissipated in an instant, he lowered his head to look at the notepad, but did not answer, he raised his legs to look out of the car window, and said, "I don't have a time when I'm bored."

"Then you can do your honour during busy periods, and take the time to flip through this." Xie Yang inserted the notepad into Qiu Xing's jacket pocket and exhorted, "Don't go to see your nephew alone when I'm away, he Stupid, I'm afraid he will pass it to you."

"..."

Qiu Xing snorted after a long time and said, "You are not that smart either."

"A liar will have a nose."

Qiu Xing didn't understand Yang anymore.

When the car parked outside the airport, Xie Yang looked at Qiu Xing, and said, "Don't go down. The airport is crowded. I'm afraid I will meet fans. It won't be good if someone hits you."

Qiu Xing was not angry anymore, frowned and said nothing.

"I'm leaving?"

"What's the hurry." Qiu Xing took out a card and stuffed it into Xie Yang's coat and hat. "When you get there, make a call and remember to take Wu Shui with you wherever you go. Just go to work and work hard, don't wander around if you have nothing to do... Get out of the car."

Xie Yang glanced at his hat, opened the door, and closed it again halfway through the hit. He turned around and said, "I promise not to wander, go early and return early." After that, he really pulled the door and got off, and then closed the door. He bent over and waved to Qiu Xing through the window of the car, then took the suitcase Wu Shui had taken out and turned and walked towards the airport.

Qiu Xing retracted his gaze and said to Zhou Miao, "Go to Rongding."

The car started, and the figure of Xie Yang in the inverted mirror became smaller and smaller, until it was completely submerged into the crowd. Qiu Xing lowered his head and took out the notepad from his pocket. He saw a Q version of the Xieyang cartoon character pattern printed on the cover of the notepad. He flicked it and raised his hand to open it.

[I forgot to tell you, this time my job is to write songs for the movie, and the heroine of the movie is Mu Zhouyi. 】

Qiu Xing was taken aback for a moment, then his anger exploded in an instant, and he closed the notepad forcefully: "Jie Yang!"

Zhou Miao was shocked and almost drove the car out of the "s" shape.

When Xie Yang entered the airport, he found a group of young girls holding cheerleaders. At first glance, they were fans who came to pick up or drop off a certain celebrity.

Wu Shui immediately protected him to understand the position in front of Yang's side.

"Don't panic, it's not my fan." Xie Yang is very self-aware. He has just become popular, and his fan base is not solid. It is estimated that there are not many fans who will specifically come to send off the plane. Moreover, his trip this time is confidential, and fans can't know.

Wu Shui relaxed a little, and took advantage of his height advantage to look over there, and said, "Their sign says'Xianxian'."

Yin

Xie Yang had a premonition, pressed the brim of his hat, and led Wu Shui around the group of girls to the depths of the airport.

About ten minutes later, the entrance of the hall became lively, and the girls holding the aid suddenly ran in one direction together, screaming and calling out their name as they ran. Then a young man wearing a black mask, dyed grandma's gray hair, and wearing trendy clothing entered the airport lobby under the escort of bodyguards and assistants.

"Envy him?"

Xie Yang followed the voice and turned to look behind him, and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly: "Long Shuyou?"

Long Shuyou stood three steps away from Xie Yang, waited for Xie Yang to look over, and walked two steps closer, looking at the excitement not far away, and said: "Don't be envious, wait for your solo album, yours There will be many times more fans than him."

"Compared to the number of fans, I hope I earn many, many times that of him."

Long Shuyou retracted his gaze and said, "Yes."

Xie Yang liked to hear this. He took Long Shuyou to the corner and asked Wu Shui to check the luggage, and asked Long Shuyou, "Why are you here?"

"Same purpose as yours, I'm going to make a soundtrack for Xu Heng." Long Shuyou gestured to Xue Xian's direction, "The same is true for him."

Xie Yang had a meal.

In the plot of the original book, Long Shuyou did not take on Xu Heng’s job, and Xue Xian...

"Director Xu Heng also invited Xue Xian to do the episode?"

"It seems that you don't know anything." Long Shuyou explained, "Xu Heng first handed you the job offer, but you delayed in responding. Later, you had a scandal with Mu Zhouyi, so Xu Heng retreated. Second, I invited Xue Xian. As a result, you wrote back to Xu Heng the next day. Xu Heng wanted to try your music too, so he invited you too. In other words, you and Xue Xian took the same job, and Xu Heng will use it in the end. The song of either of you depends entirely on your ability."

These Xie Yang really don't know. However, he doesn't care. It's normal for job competition to exist, and he cares more about another thing than Xue Xian.

He looked at Long Shuyou up and down, and asked, "How do you know so clearly? And you are taking this job..."

"Xu Heng is my cousin-in-law. I took this job because I didn't want to miss the opportunity to participate in your creation." Long Shuyou looked at Xie Yang, his eyes blazing, "So when will you officially start working on the album? After this work? "

"..."

Sure enough, it was his butterfly that brought Long Shuyou and the heroine to meet in advance.

Xie Yang asked seriously: "If I start the production of the new album immediately after this work is over, will you focus on my work and not be attracted by other voices you like?"

Long Shuyou frowned: "A good voice can be met but not sought, and a good voice combined with a good creation is even more rare. I don't think I will encounter another voice I am interested in in the near future."

Xie Yang looked at Long Shuyou deeply: "Please keep your words in mind."

Half an hour later, Xie Yang, Long Shuyou, and Wu Shui, who had passed the security check, entered the waiting hall. They bought all first-class tickets, and the airport staff wanted to lead them to the VIP waiting room.

Xie Yang didn't want to meet Xue Xian and declined. Nagarjuna refused, and the three of them found the corresponding boarding gate and chose a corner position to sit down.

When they boarded the plane, the first class was almost full. Xie Yang quickly found the position of himself and Wu Shui, and quickly saw Xue Xian sitting two rows in front of him, and... Mu Zhouyi next to Xue Xian.

"..." Very good, we all rushed together.

He looked at Long Shuyou and asked, "Where is your position?"

Long Shu especially pointed to the location separated by the corridor from Mu Zhouyi and Xue Xian.

Xie Yang decisively pushed Long Shuyou to his position and asked Wu Shui to sit in Long Shuyou's position.

Nagarjuna was very satisfied with this arrangement and sat down obediently.

As the plane took off, the cabin gradually became quiet. Xie Yang opened the new song prepared for the new album on the phone, plugged in the headphones and handed it to Long Shuyou. Nagarjuna couldn't wait to pick it up and started listening.

Xie Yang leaned back in his chair.

Temporarily use the new song to help Long Shuyou to block the voice of the heroine, but this is not a long-term solution.

By the time the crew, no, you only have to wait for the plane to land and everyone will notice each other. They are all working on the same crew, so it will not work if you don't say hello. At that time, Long Shuyou will inevitably hear the voice of the heroine that has been moisturized by gold fingers. Then Long Shuyou will take the initiative to find the heroine, expressing that he wants to make an album for the heroine, and then hate it...

Xie Yang had a meal, and suddenly realized that he was a little anxious.

He closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.

There is no need to be anxious.

The voice of the heroine has been reworked. Even if Long Shuyou does not release an album for the heroine, the heroine will definitely find someone else to do it. And the reason why Qiu Xing pays attention to the heroine is not because Nagarjuna helped the heroine do it. Album.

He could not stop the hostess from turning her voice into a song, and then selling it all over the country. Qiu Xing couldn't stop it from finally hearing the singing of the heroine.

Not all plots can be affected by butterfly wings.

Xie Yang opened his eyes, looked straight at the back of the front seat, closed his eyes, and leaned deeply into the back of the chair.