Qiu Xing only allowed himself to be sad for half an hour. Half an hour later, he cheered up and began to arrange Qiu's mother's funeral.
He called Qiu's mother's family, Qiu's family, Liu Sha, He Jun and others to inform them of the news of Qiu's mother's death, and then contacted all the people who should be contacted, including the nursing home, funeral company, cemetery, etc.
Xie Yang did not overly comfort Qiu Xing, he just made sure to stay in a position where Qiu Xing could see him as soon as he turned around.
In less than two hours, the quiet little building deep inside the sanatorium was surrounded by people from all directions. As more people came, Qiu Xing's emotions became weaker. He was like a snail, curling up his soft insides and hiding them with a thick shell.
As soon as Qiu's mother's brother Liu Jiang came, he blamed her and said, "Why didn't you inform me earlier that your mother was dying? How could you be a son? I heard that you took your mother to..."
"Shut up." Xie Yang, who had been quietly standing behind Qiu Xing, suddenly came out and stopped in front of Liu Jiang. He said coldly, "It's not your turn to blame Ah Xing for what he did. If you say another word, get out."
There were a lot of people watching around. Liu Jiang was so angry that he opened his mouth and scolded: "Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to me like that? My sister is dead, and you——"
"He Jun." Qiu Xing suddenly spoke up, reaching out to hold Jie Yang's hand and pulling him back. Without even looking at Liu Jiang, he ordered, "Send Chairman Liu out."
Chairman Liu, I don’t even call you uncle anymore.
Liu Jiang had a very ugly expression on his face, and wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Liu Zhu who came rushing over. Liu Zhu's eyes were red, as if he had been crying. He pulled Liu Jiang hard and said angrily, "Brother, what are you doing? What time is it? Can you please stop making trouble?"
"I do—"
He Jun walked up to the two of them and extended his hand coldly: "Chairman Liu, please."
Liu Jiang felt embarrassed and didn't want to leave. He wanted to argue some more. Liu Zhu was angry and sad. After comforting Qiu Xing and Jie Yang, he forcibly dragged Liu Jiang away.
The room returned to silence.
Xie Yang suddenly turned around and hugged Qiu Xing, stroked his back, and coaxed him, "Don't worry about those people, I'll take care of it, you stay with mom."
Qiu Xing closed his eyes tightly, hugged Jie Yang back, lowered his head and rubbed Jie Yang's cheek, and replied in an imperceptible voice: "Yeah."
…
Xie Yang took over the responsibility of entertaining guests. He was more decisive and ruthless than Qiu Xing, and more calm and thoughtful than anyone thought.
Anyone who dared to talk nonsense by relying on their connections was asked to leave on the spot, and anyone who wanted to talk about revenge by relying on their seniority was stopped by him. No matter whether they were relatives of the enemy or relatives of the Liu family, anyone who dared to take advantage of the opportunity to make trouble was suppressed by him.
He stood in front and helped Qiu Xing create a space where he could quietly send his mother off on her final journey.
The mourning hall was quickly set up. Liu Sha helped Qiu's mother change her clothes and put on makeup, then notified Qiu Xing, Feng Qinglin and Jie Yang. Together, they put Qiu's mother in the coffin and sent it to the mourning hall.
It was not until then that the guests noticed that Feng Qinglin was also there.
The Feng family has been in a lot of turmoil recently, and everyone knows that Qiu Xing is behind it, but Feng Qinglin now appears at Qiu's mother's funeral. The signal this sends is really subtle.
Feng Qinglin didn't care what others thought of him. After all matters in the mourning hall were dealt with, he changed into a black suit and stood with Qiu Xing and Jie Yang at the family members' thank-you seat.
Xie Yang turned his head to look at Feng Qinglin, then held Qiu Xing's hand and said, "You have more than just me, Qinglin, Sister Liu Sha... everyone is here."
Qiu Xing didn't say anything, but just held Li Yang's hand tightly.
…
The long and heavy three days finally passed, and with the witness of all her relatives, Mother Qiu was buried peacefully in the ground next to Father Qiu. The guests left one after another, and only Qiu Xing, Jie Yang and Feng Qinglin were left in front of the tombstone.
Feng Qinglin suddenly said: "I will bring mom back as soon as possible."
Qiu Xing, who was staring at the tombstone in a trance, came back to his senses and reached out to touch the photo of Qiu's mother and father on the tombstone: "Hmm."
After leaving the cemetery, Feng Qinglin left alone. Qiu Xing did not ask him where he was going, and took Jie Yang on the car back home.
The car slowly drove away from the cemetery, and Qiu Xing kept looking outside the car with an expressionless face.
Xie Yang reached out and hugged Qiu Xing.
Qiu Xing came back to his senses and looked back at Jie Yang.
"Get some sleep." Xie Yang stroked Qiu Xing's back, "You haven't slept much in three days."
Qiu Xing looked at Jie Yang. His body, which had been stiff and tense for three days, slowly relaxed. He lowered his head and hugged Jie Yang, closing his eyes and breathing slowly and deeply.
"Jie Yang."
"Um."
"I won't let you send me away like this... I can't do this to you."
Xie Yang adjusted his posture, letting Qiu Xing lean comfortably in his arms, and along Qiu Xing's back, he replied: "What a coincidence, I thought so too."
Qiu Xing tightened his arms.
"You are nine years older than me."
"Eight and a half."
"Yes, eight and a half years old." Xie Yang lowered his head and kissed Qiu 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 leave together and no one will see the other off."
Qiu Xing felt the warmth coming from Jie Yang's body and hugged Jie Yang tighter: "Okay."
…
The three-day funeral had worn away Qiu Xing's good spirits. Although Jie Yang had pressed Qiu Xing down to let him have a good sleep for the day right after the funeral, the energy that had been consumed by Qiu's mother's passing obviously could not be restored in just one day of sleep.
Now when Qiu walks out, everyone who sees him will immediately realize that he is a patient. The thin body, the strange hairstyle, the unhealthy complexion...the sickness once again overshadowed Qiu Xing's brilliance.
Four days after the funeral, Xie Yang saw a candid photo of him and Qiu Xing on Weibo. In the photo, he and Qiu Xing are taking a walk in the neighborhood. Perhaps because it was too dark and the street lighting was too poor, Qiu Xing in the photo looked much worse than he actually was, thin, with a pale complexion, and an unconcealable aura of a sick person.
The person who posted this candid photo is a private account, and his caption is quite sensational: I just realized that Jie Yang and I live in the same residential complex, and I ran into him and his fiancé out for a walk. Oh my God, what is Qiu Xing doing... Is he going to die?
Because of this photo, rumors that Qiu Xing was about to die suddenly spread on Weibo. Some days ago, some people criticized Xie Yang's proposal to Qiu Xing as an attempt to comfort Qiu Xing who was about to die. Some people were even more malicious and even speculated that Xie Yang did that to stabilize Qiu Xing's emotions, fearing that Qiu Xing would change his will before he died.
Xie Yang frowned, contacted Qin Cheng, asked him to do the public relations for the news, then immediately left Yangxing and rushed to Rongding.
Qiu Xing was reviewing documents when he saw Yang coming over. He asked, "Didn't you say Yang Xing had a job? Why is he here?"
"I came to check on you and see if you have hidden any little devil in the office behind my back." Xie Yang replied, and sat directly in Qiu Xing's arms, holding Qiu Xing's face and looking at him.
Qiu Xing immediately hugged Jie Yang, hugged him tightly, and then scolded him: "What a little devil, you are talking nonsense."
This was a small habit that Qiu Xing had developed after his mother's death. Whenever he met Jie Yang, he would hug Jie Yang tightly with great force, as if he was afraid that Jie Yang would disappear as well.
After observing Qiu Xing's face, Xie Yang leaned over to give him a kiss and said, "He's obviously very handsome. The person who took the photo must be blind."
As he said this, he took out his mobile phone in front of Qiu Xing, opened Weibo and switched to the main account, and reposted the Weibo post that had been pushed to the top of the trending list, with the caption: I just observed that Qiu Xing is still very handsome, and he can live at least another hundred years.
Qiu Xing finally understood what Jie Yang was here for. He looked at the candid photo on Jie Yang's phone screen and said, "I'm sorry."
"Why are you saying sorry? It's obviously these people who are talking nonsense." Xie Yang kissed Qiu Xing again, then stood up and said with a smile, "Work hard, I'll come to accompany you after the meeting."
Qiu Xing held Jie Yang's hand and said nothing, but he was obviously unwilling to let Jie Yang go.
Xie Yang stopped and bent down to approach Qiu Xing.
Qiu Xing took the opportunity to hook Jie Yang's neck and kissed him tenderly and lovingly.
"Yang Yang."
Xie Yang looked at Qiu Xing quietly.
Qiu Xing touched Jie Yang's eyebrows and suddenly smiled, although the smile was a little shallow. Then he stood up, took Jie Yang's hand, and said, "Let's go. I'll take you back to Yangxing." His tone was spirited, which was rare in these days.
Xie Yang also smiled and nodded: "Okay."
Qiu Xing accompanied Jie Yang all the way to the upper floor of Yangxing Building. This was the first time Qiu Xing officially showed up at Yangxing Building except for the time when he sneaked up there. He was no longer shy at this time. He held Jie Yang's hand and walked into Yang Bank. He did not let go until he sent Jie Yang to the office.
"Come over after the meeting."
Xie Yang nodded.
Qiu Xing kissed Jie Yang between the eyebrows, then looked at Jie Yang for a few seconds before turning and leaving.
As soon as Qiu Xing left, Qin Cheng immediately walked in with his cell phone and asked hesitantly, "How is Mr. Qiu?"
"He's getting better slowly." Xie Yang replied, and ordered, "Have someone keep an eye on the internet. If there's any news about Qiu Xing's health condition, deal with it immediately. I'll also ask He Jun to send someone to keep an eye on it."
Qin Cheng nodded to show that he understood, and asked, "Going to a meeting? I have a few tasks that I can't push off and need your attendance. They are all relatively large-scale events."
"Let's go."
…
From that day on, Qiu Xing took the initiative to adjust his state. He consciously ate smaller meals more frequently, slept more and rested more, and also consciously tried to put more expressions on his face and talked to Jie Yang more often.
He's trying to get better.
Xie Yang worked hard with Qiu Xing. He went to Rongding on time every day to have lunch and afternoon tea with Qiu Xing. After dinner, he took Qiu Xing for a walk and exercise. In the evening, he set aside one or two hours to concentrate on nourishing Qiu Xing's body with his supernatural powers.
Soon, October arrived and Qiu Xing underwent the last treatment of the first course of treatment.
On this check-up sheet, Qiu Xing's weight number was shockingly low.
Kirkman put down the checklist, looked at Qiu Xing, and said, "Take good care of yourself in the next two months. I will go back to China and work with the team to readjust the treatment plan based on your current physical condition. Be mentally prepared. When the next course of treatment begins, you will have to put down your work and stay in the hospital for a long time to prepare for the surgery."
Qiu Xing asked, "Does it have to be hospitalized?"
"You have to. Before the formal operation, every change in your brain tumor will affect the outcome of the operation. Doing so is responsible for your body."
Qiu Xing frowned.
"Then stay in hospital."
Qiu Xing looked at Jie Yang.
Xie Yang looked back at Qiu Xing and asked, "If you finish the surgery and find out that I have squandered all of Rong Ding, will you be so angry that you won't hold the wedding with me?"
Qiu Xing was stunned, his brows slowly relaxed, and he squeezed Jie Yang's hand tightly: "What nonsense are you talking about... It's up to you to lose, and after you lose, I will earn it back for you."
Xie Yang smiled with satisfaction and asked, "Then starting from tomorrow, you will slowly hand over the affairs of Rongding to me?"
"..." Qiu Xing and Jie Yang interlocked their fingers and nodded, "Okay."
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