When everything was ready, the cordon at the theater entrance was opened and fans began to enter. Qiu Xing's seat was so conspicuous that fans quickly noticed him. Some of the more lively ones couldn't help but shout out his name.
Qiu Xing looked sideways and nodded to everyone politely.
The fans became more and more excited, and someone shouted: "Mr. Qiu, your new hairstyle is so handsome!"
Qiu Xing was stunned and quickly looked away.
"happy?"
Qiu Xing restrained his expression: "No."
Qiu's mother obviously didn't believe it. She turned around to look at the fans and said to Qiu Xing, "They are very cute."
Qiu Xing frowned and muttered, "You haven't seen them being careless when they are talking nonsense."
"What?"
"Nothing, Mom, do you think it's noisy? Do you want noise-canceling headphones?"
Qiu's mother smiled and waved her hands: "I came here today to listen to Yangyang sing, why do I need noise-canceling headphones?"
At two o'clock, the lights in the theater dimmed. Fans lit up their cheering sticks and light boards, and the audience seats were filled with a sea of twinkling white stars.
Qiu's mother looked back again, wondering: "I saw other singers' fans holding colorful lights during their concerts. Doesn't Yangyang have any?"
Qiu Xing replied: "Yes, this is it."
"this?"
Qiu Xing changed his sitting position and replied, "Well, this white starlight is the cheering light that Jie Yang chose himself... He said that the first cheering light that belonged to him was like this, and he liked this one better."
Qiu's mother looked Qiu Xing up and down and asked, "What are you laughing about?"
Qiu Xing quickly retorted: "What do you mean by secretly enjoying myself? No."
Qiu's mother laughed: "Did you make the first beam of cheering lights?"
Qiu Xing picked up the water cup and drank water, pretending to be casual: "He has a bad temper. He has already scolded a lot of people online before his official debut. Who else would support him from the beginning except me?"
Liu Sha, who was sitting on the other side of Qiu's mother, suppressed her laughter and turned her head away. She tactfully did not mention that Qiu Xing had thrown the cheering stick during Jie Yang's first performance, or that it was she who reminded Qiu Xing that he could use the flashlight on his cell phone as a cheering light.
A beam of light suddenly fell in the middle of the dark theater stage, and Xie Yang, holding a guitar, appeared in the center of the light. He was wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans, sitting on a high chair with a microphone stand in front of him.
The whole audience cheered. Qiu Xing and his mother paused their conversation and looked towards the stage.
Xie Yang raised the microphone, smiled and waved: "Good afternoon, everyone."
The cheers got louder.
Xie Yang looked in the direction of Qiu Xing and Qiu's mother and continued, "Thank you all for your support over the past year. I'll give you a new song, 'Starlight'."
Starlight.
A meal of hatred.
What a cunning guy! Is this song title meant to please him or his fans? Or... He looked at his mother Qiu who was a little stunned after hearing the word "starlight".
Or it's soothing an old man's heart.
"Starlight" is a quiet and warm song. It depicts love, the love of fans for idols, the love of idols for fans, the love between family members, the love between partners... All love is like starlight. As long as love exists, starlight is eternal.
When the song ended, Qiu's mother's eyes were a little red, but she had a smile on her face and raised her hands to applaud.
…
After all, it is a fan meeting. In addition to singing, Xie Yang will definitely have some interaction with fans. In order to prevent Qiu Xing from getting jealous, Xie Yang asked Qin Cheng to turn all the interactions into lucky draws and give various benefits to fans on the spot.
After the welfare was delivered, Qiu's mother in the audience suddenly patted Qiu Xing's hand and said, "Ah Xing, my legs are a little cold, can you get me another blanket?"
Qiu Xing frowned, reached out to rub his mother's legs, glanced at Jie Yang who was seeing off the fans on the stage, and replied, "Okay." After that, he stood up and walked towards the side exit, preparing to go backstage to get a blanket.
After seeing off the fans who were receiving the benefits, Xie Yang on the stage suddenly looked towards the audience and said, "It's the first anniversary. Shouldn't we cut a cake to celebrate?"
The fans answered in unison: “Yes——!”
Qiu Xing paused for a moment, turned his head to look at Jie Yang on the stage, then quickly quickened his pace to walk out.
"Then I'll pick a fan to help me push the cake up. I also hope that this fan can cut the cake with me." Xie Yang snapped his fingers, "Lighting teacher, please help me choose a lucky person."
The lights in the venue dimmed and fans shouted “Choose me, choose me, choose me!”.
Qiu Xing's face turned dark when he heard this. He cut the one-year anniversary cake with his fans. What a ridiculous thing! And why did they have to cut it at this time? Yesterday, we clearly said -
Bang.
A beam of light suddenly fell from above and covered Qiu Xing directly.
Qiu Xing stopped suddenly.
The fans' shouting stopped, and then they screamed even more excitedly. No one knew who started it, but the fans actually started shouting Qiu Xing's name, and the voices became more and more uniform.
“…”
Qiu Xing slowly turned sideways and looked at Jie Yang on the stage.
Xie Yang smiled: "The fan chosen by the lighting teacher is very handsome and suits my taste."
The fans' screams almost blew the roof off.
Qiu Xing: “…”
The corners of his mouth raised and then lowered, and he glared at Jie Yang on the stage.
"The cake is here, can this fan help me push it up?"
The staff pushed a large three-layer cake in from the entrance and stopped in front of Qiu Xing. This scene was clearly well prepared. Qiu Xing looked at Jie Yang, then turned back to look at Qiu's mother who was looking at them with a smile, walked forward, pushed the cake cart, and walked towards the stage.
The fans' screams became more and more enthusiastic, and Liu Sha and others in the audience couldn't stop laughing and joined in the fun.
Qin Cheng directed the invited photographers and videographers, and told them to take good pictures of this scene.
Qiu Xing pushed the cake onto the stage and stopped in front of Jie Yang, trying his best to ignore all the fans in the audience. Because he was trying too hard to suppress his emotions, his expression looked a little fierce, and his tone was abnormally fast. He said, "Your cake."
Xie Yang took the initiative to step forward and hold Qiu Xing's hand, and said to the audience: "The more I see this fan, the more I like him. After thinking about it, I decided to let him cut the cake for me for the rest of my life. Do you agree?"
"agree--!"
"agree!"
"Get married right here!"
Qiu Xing almost lost his concentration, and hurriedly held Jie Yang's hand, lowering his voice: "What nonsense are you making?"
Xie Yang raised his eyebrows, ignored Qiu Xing, let go of Qiu Xing's hand, and snapped his fingers again: "Lighting teacher, turn off the lights, I'm going to blow out the candles."
All the lights were turned off, but the cheering lights from the fans in the audience were still on.
Xie Yang looked at Qiu Xing: "Where's my candle?"
Qiu Xing looked at Jie Yang's smiling face and couldn't help but raised his hand to rub Jie Yang's head, picked up the candle on the table, inserted it into the cake, and lit it carefully.
“Then I’ll start making a wish.”
Xie Yang walked in front of the cake, held the microphone between his hands, closed his eyes and pretended to make a wish, then said word by word: "I hope this fan named Qiu can promise me one thing."
The whole place fell silent, and Xie Yang could hear Qiu Xing's gentle breathing beside him.
He continued: "Please get well soon so I can give you a wedding."
There was deathly silence, and then the screams blew the roof off again.
Xie Yang still closed his eyes and asked, "Will my wish come true?"
"meeting--!"
“I will definitely—!”
He shook his head: “Why didn’t I hear the fan’s answer?”
The fans fell silent again. Xie Yang suddenly felt his eyes darken, and then his body fell into a familiar embrace. The back of his head was held down, and a slightly hoarse voice came from his ear: "Yes."
The screams started again.
Xie Yang hugged Qiu Xing back and opened his eyes with satisfaction: "Keep your word."
Qiu Xing touched the back of Jie Yang's head and replied, "Keep your word."
Xie Yang smiled and let go of Qiu Xing. He looked into Qiu Xing's eyes which seemed to be suppressing countless emotions. He leaned over and kissed him. Then he turned around and blew out the candle.
The lights came on at the right time. Xie Yang held Qiu Xing's hand and stood side by side with him. He looked at Qiu's mother who was looking at them with red eyes in the audience and smiled at her: "He will live a long life, and we will always be together."
Mother Qiu raised her hand, pressed the corner of her eyes, and nodded.
…
After the fan meeting ended, the topic #解扬求仇行# immediately became a hot search on Weibo, and various photos of the meeting went viral on Weibo, with countless people sending their blessings.
But the two parties involved had no time to pay attention to these.
On the fifth day after the meeting, Qiu's mother fell into a coma.
Although we try to hold back, what is supposed to come will eventually come.
Qiu Xing and Jie Yang turned down all their work and stayed in the nursing home all day to accompany Qiu's mother. Feng Qinglin also rushed over.
Two days later, Qiu's mother suddenly woke up. She was in a state of abnormal mental state. She dragged Jie Yang and Qiu Xing to watch the video of the meeting, looked through the old photo albums, ate two meals normally, and then after nightfall, insisted on going to the terrace to look at the stars.
Everyone realized something, controlled their emotions, and tried their best to move Qiu's mother to the terrace and settle her down as usual.
The night deepened and the stars twinkled.
Mother Qiu stared at the sky blankly and suddenly asked, "Ah Xing, has Qinglin returned home?"
She was confused again.
Feng Qinglin couldn't help but blinked his eyes, and after a long while, he turned around, leaned in front of Qiu's mother, and said, "Grandma, I'm back. I was ignorant before. Don't worry, I'm back."
Mother Qiu fixed her eyes on Feng Qinglin's face. After looking at him for a long time, she recognized him. She felt relieved and held Feng Qinglin's hand, saying, "It's good that you're back. Listen to your uncle."
Feng Qinglin nodded desperately.
"Ah Xing."
Qiu Xing held Qiu's mother's other hand and responded.
"Are you well now?"
Qiu Xing helped Qiu's mother pull the blanket on her legs, raised his hand to help her tidy up her hair, and replied: "Okay."
"real?"
"real."
"You lied to me." Qiu's mother held Qiu Xing's hand and even let go of Feng Qinglin. She turned sideways to Qiu Xing with a stubborn look on her face, repeating, "Ah Xing, you have to live."
Everyone could see that she had reached her limit, but because she was so worried, she struggled to hold on.
Qiu Xing suppressed his emotions and promised, "Mom, I swear, I will live well."
But Mother Qiu was still stubborn and unwilling to give in.
Xie Yang, who had been sitting quietly on the side, suddenly stood up, picked a flower bud from the bushes on the terrace and held it in his palm, walked to Qiu's mother, pulled away Qiu Xing's hand, opened Qiu's mother's hand and held it, put his palm against Qiu's mother's palm, leaned close to Qiu's mother's ear, and whispered something.
Qiu's mother's body trembled and she looked at Jie Yang in shock.
Xie Yang comforted her, "Mom, you said that I am a lucky star for my enemies." Then he slowly moved his hand away.
In Qiu Mu's palm, a warmly blooming flower lay quietly.
Mother Qiu looked at the flower in her palm, then suddenly clenched it tightly and looked back at Jie Yang, as if she was looking at something hopeful: "You..."
"It's on, Mom."
Qiu's mother clenched her hands, laughed as if crying, and muttered something like "God bless you", then looked at Qiu Xing, her eyes were filled with joy like fireworks exploding: "Ah Xing, you will get better."
…
Qiu's mother fell into a coma again and everyone sent her back to her room.
The next day when the sun rose, Qiu's mother left, smiling as she left. She seemed to have had a sweet dream, with her hands clasped on her abdomen, her expression relaxed, and the flower still in her hand.
Qiu Xing walked out of Qiu's mother's room, hugged Jie Yang who was waiting outside, buried his face in Jie Yang's shoulders, and tightened his arms inch by inch.
"Yangyang...it's just you and me at home."
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