When Xie Yang returned to the nursing home, Qiu Xing was feeding the bewildered enemy mother with water.
Xie Yang sat next to Qiu Xing and poured himself a glass of water to take a sip.
Qiu Xing put down the water cup and wiped his mother's mouth, and asked, "Where is him?"
"I scolded, kicked and drove away."
The Xie Xing action stopped, and he turned his head to look at Xie Yang.
Xie Yang squinted, "Why, I can't bear it?"
Qiu Xing looked at Xie Yang's expression, and suddenly reached out his hand to touch the end of Xie Yang's eyes, and said: "Let me not be angry, why do you come back with anger. If you don't like to do this kind of work, you can still take care of it. You used to be clever and run. Where did it go."
The skin at the end of the eyes has been touched by warm fingers, and there is a feeling of being loved and cherished by others.
Xie Yang looked at Qiu Xing's tenderness and care that was hidden with disgust and reprimand, and the anger aroused by Feng Qinglin slowly dissipated in his heart.
The sugar jar is sprinkling sugar again.
He tilted his head and rubbed his face against Qiu Xing’s fingers, then sat down, probably repeating the content of his conversation with Feng Qinglin, and said: “Although I don’t like doing this kind of work, I don’t even like to see you. Get angry with him."
Qiu Xing paused, looked at his fingers, and at Xie Yang's face, he coughed his head sideways, retracted his hands into fists, and said, "How can he make me angry. You did a good job. A woman can’t understand her true colors, so she should be educated."
"What's the real face?"
The two stopped talking and looked at the enemy's mother, only to find that the enemy's mother had come here again.
Qiu Xing immediately changed the subject and said, "It's nothing. Mom, it's time for dinner."
Mother Qiu looked at Qiu Xing, then at Xie Yang, without asking more, nodded, and said, "Then go to the restaurant."
During the meal, Xie Yang still performed his duties seriously, but Qiu Xing didn't want to take care of Xie Yang this time. He took away the bowl and spoon in Xie Yang's hand, and said, "Eat well." He then gave Xie Yang the soup. , I picked up vegetables.
Xie Yang took a look at Qiu Xing, picked up his chopsticks and ate the food he had picked up.
After eating, Mother Chou said, "The room has been cleaned up for you a long time ago. It's the one where Ahang stays every time. Rest early." After speaking, he called the nurse and went back to the room first.
The restaurant was suddenly deadly quiet.
Xie Yang turned his head to look at Qiu Xing, and asked, "Auntie means... let me live in a room with you?"
Qiu Xing switched his face calmly for a second, and replied: "It should be."
"Is this part of the obligation?"
"..." Qiu Xing tightened his hand hanging on his side, not knowing where the courage came out, and nodded, "Forget it, in Mom's eyes, we are a husband and a husband, and it's normal to sleep in a room. "
Xie Yang nodded, and said, "I understand. Where is the room? I want to take a shower."
Qiu Xing paused strangely for a second before stepping, and said, "Follow me."
The small building is not big, just two floors plus a small attic. Both the mother of hatred and the carer who takes care of the mother of hatred live on the first floor. The room where Qiu Xing usually rests when he comes over is on the second floor, next to the terrace. It is medium in size and has a private bathroom. The bed is 1.8 meters in size.
After Xie Yang entered the room, he found the luggage that Zhou Miao had sent in advance, pulled out his pajamas from the inside, and went into the bathroom.
When he came out of the shower, Xie Yang found Qiu Xingzheng sitting on the double sofa in the room with his phone in a serious office, and asked, "Are there many quilts? I hit the floor."
Qiu Xing immediately raised his head to look at Xie Yang, frowning: "Putting on the floor?"
"Well, you are an employer, it's not easy to let you sleep on the ground."
"..." Qiu Xing put down his mobile phone, held back for a while, and said, "There is no quilt, and my mother occasionally comes into the room to ask me to get up in the morning, if I see you sleeping on the floor..."
Xie Yang answered the words: "It seems that we can only sleep in bed together."
Qiu Xing looked straight at Xie Yang, suddenly got up, strode over and pressed Xie Yang's head hard, and said, "You... be honest!" He took his pajamas and went into the bathroom.
Who is dishonest
Xie Yang went to the bed and lifted the quilt, leaned on the bed and took out the phone.
There was a message from Qin Cheng and Hu Biao on WeChat, and both of them responded to his order in the morning. He turned off WeChat and turned on Weibo instead.
As soon as Weibo opened, a lot of news burst in, almost squeezing the phone into the card machine. Xie Yang hurriedly quit the Weibo main account and changed to a small account to continue logging in.
This time the phone finally stopped.
On the hot search, the topic of #木周易 Xian唱《怀念旧土》# is still hanging, but the popularity has dropped a lot. In its original position, the topic of #解扬新歌# is hanging steadily, followed by an explosion. Character.
Xie Yang clicked into the topic and saw a new song preview video Weibo posted by his main account this morning with tens of thousands of likes and more than 20,000 comments on the top.
The response is so good
Xie Yang was surprised, and clicked on the comment below to take a look.
Most of the comments were lamenting and expressing expectations, and a few of them mentioned Mu Zhouyi that attracted the attention of Guo Yang.
Pumpkin sauce: I just listened to Mu Zhouyi's rehearsal, and came to listen to this again. What's going on, I just got up, but why is it suddenly sleepy
Strawberry Pudding: I can hear you yawning, am I poisonous? And now whether the handsome and beautiful girls can sing as standard equipment, I just listened to Xie Yang after listening to Mu Zhouyi, jealousy made me totally unrecognizable.
Xie Yang raised his eyebrows high.
Sleepy
Is this a coincidence, or... a guess came out of him.
After learning that Mu Zhouyi would sing at the New Year's Eve party, he specially re-recorded the new song "Paper-cutting", which was to be released during the New Year. When recording, he tried to wrap the vocal cords with running powers, and wanted to test whether the singing voices like this could have a little purification effect.
The result of the experiment is not too ideal. His current power level is too low, and it is not a mental type. The final effect is only that the re-sung version of "Paper Cut" is more perfect than the previous version, and the sound has not changed. The singing voice that comes out has no purification effect.
After discovering that Mu Zhouyi's singing had been posted on Weibo this morning, he asked Qin Cheng to post a preview of the new song in advance, hoping to suppress the popularity of Mu Zhouyi's hot searches. But judging from the current results, his notice seems to be far more than just suppressing Mu Zhouyi's hot search.
After the golden finger effect is purified, people will feel sleepy. Someone in the commentary said that, could it be that the new song that he doesn't think has any purification effect is actually effective? His experiment was successful
So if the song he sang when he wraps his vocal cords with supernatural powers can really purify the influence of Mu Zhouyi’s singing, does that mean that he tried to sing "Reincarnation" with supernatural vibrations at the New Year's Eve party in city b. Will there be a purifying effect
Click.
The bathroom door was opened.
Xie Yang returned to his senses and looked over.
Qiu Xing walked out of the bathroom wearing a dark cyan silk pajamas. After washing, his hair was half-dry, and his bangs were scattered, making his eyebrows gentler. After he came out, he didn't look at Xie Yang, and went straight to sit down on the sofa, wiping his hair with a towel to cover up.
Xie Yang asked, "Why don't you dry your hair thoroughly before coming out?"
"The hair dryer is too noisy." Qiu Xing said as he threw away the towel, he still didn't look at Xie Yang, picked up the phone and said, "I haven't finished the official business. You will go to bed first when you arrive. I will go out and have a video conference with He Jun." Without waiting for Xie Yang to reply, he strode out of the room.
Actually ran away.
Xie Yang looked at the door for a while, then retracted his gaze and continued to swipe his phone.
There was also a message from Nagarjuna on WeChat. Nagarjuna mentioned his new song and said it was very special, and asked him if he changed his singing style. He responded briefly, then clicked on the full version of the new song stored in his phone, and listened to it several times.
Still can't hear the sense of purification.
Xie Yang frowned.
Could it be because his own power flow is too large, so he can't sense too subtle purification effects? Or is it because the sense of purification in the song is so weak that only some sensitive people can hear it
He temporarily pressed this question and decided to find someone to test his guess tomorrow.
The hour hand slowly turned past 9:30, and then slowly turned past ten, Qiu Xing never returned to his room. Xie Yang put down the phone, shut down and fell asleep.
At ten thirty, a slight door opened sounded, and then someone walked in lightly.
Xie Yang lay steadily, as if already asleep.
After hearing the sound of Suo Suo, the lights in the room dimmed, and immediately after the mattress sank, someone lay down.
Xie Yang still didn't move.
A few minutes later, someone lying down moved.
After a slight rubbing sound, Xie Yang only felt itchy at the end of his eyes, and then the skin there was lightly touched.
A low snort of complacency and disgust sounded above his head, and then the mattress moved again, the quilt on his body was pulled, and the room was finally completely quiet.
After experiencing the apocalypse, Xie Yang is not used to lying so close to another person, but if it is Qiu Xing... He turned over, facing Qiu Xing, and opened his eyes slightly.
Someone lying on his back was so scared that he propped up his body in an instant, and he was very hopeless.
Xie Yang smiled silently, closed his eyes, and let himself fall into deep sleep.
In the middle of the night, Xie Yang was awakened by the abnormal movement in his hand, his fingers hooked reflexively, and then relaxed his fingers when he realized something, and turned to lie down.
He was quiet for a while, and then a slight rubbing sound came, and the hand that he relaxed on his side was grasped by another warm and wide hand that did not belong to him.
The night was too quiet, and Xie Yang seemed to hear the huge heartbeat of someone making a guilty conscience.
Who is the mouse in the end
When Xie Yang woke up the next day, it was no surprise that Qiu Xing was still asleep and still holding his hand.
He withdrew his hand.
Qiu Xing opened his eyes, and instinctively grabbed the hand that Xie Yang had taken away. He immediately became sober after facing the sight of Xie Yang, and then let go of Xie Yang's hand again, sat up and put on his cold face, the wicked first The complaint: "Some people sleep really badly, and they wander around all night."
"..."
Xie Yang lifted the quilt to cover Xie Xing inside, and deliberately kicked Xie Xing's leg when he got out of bed.
…
At breakfast, Xie Yang stopped taking care of Qiu Xing, and refused Qiu Xing's care, and gave the milk that was poured by Qiu Xing to the nursing staff to drink.
Mother Qiu looked at the expressionless Xie Yang, then looked at the sullen Qi Xing, and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"
Xie Yang responded first: "Well, there are mice in the room, so I don't sleep at night and gnaw my hands."
Qiu Xing's expression changed, he used a reprimand to cover up his guilty conscience, and said: "Nonsense, how can there be old people here—"
Snapped.
Xie Yang put down his chopsticks and smiled at the enemy mother: "Auntie, I have finished eating, the room is a little stuffy, I will go outside." After speaking, he got up and left, taking the hatred as the air.
"..."
Mother Qiu looked at Qiu Xing and asked, "You were a mouse in the middle of the night?"
Qiu Xing opened the dye tank on his face, his expression changed again and again, and finally left a sentence: "Nonsense!" He also got up and left.