In the hospital ward, Feng Qinglin turned off all the news on the Internet, looked at Xie Yang who was studying the menu, and asked: "Is Tao Yang really coming?"
"Yes." Xie Yang turned the menu over. "Tao Yang should be the person in the world who least wants Qiu Xing to recover. Now there is an opportunity to stop Qiu Xing from recovering. This opportunity may be the last and only chance. With such a great temptation, even if he knows that this is most likely a trap, he can't help but come over to confirm the truth."
"What if he doesn't come, or sends someone else..."
"It's possible, but it's very low. He has lost too many cards now, and is in a state where he can't run away, and can't hide for long. He has almost paid everything for the 'perfection' of this 'artwork'. This is the last chance to determine whether the 'artwork' loses its 'artistic quality'. He will not let others do it."
Feng Qinglin frowned as he listened, looked at Qiu Xing who was talking to Wu Shui at the door of the ward, and shook his head: "I always feel uneasy."
"Let me tell you something that will make you even more uneasy. Tao Yang may have sneaked into the hospital and is hiding."
Feng Qinglin's voice instantly rose: "What?"
Xie Yang waved his hand: "Be steady. Don't worry, even if he has already sneaked in, he won't make any rash moves in the next few days. He will act at the best and most stable time, which is when your uncle is having surgery."
Feng Qinglin found it hard to remain calm: "Uncle, aren't you afraid?"
"What are you afraid of? This is a special arrangement made by your uncle. Didn't you see that your uncle checked the safety of the community, Rongding, and Yanghang before, but didn't check this place? The more we guard against it, the deeper Tao Yang hides. We have to leave some loopholes for him to show up. Don't worry, it will be fine." Xie Yang ticked a few dishes on the menu and handed the list to Feng Qinglin, "Pick what you like, don't say that your uncle and I abused you. Let me make it clear in advance that your uncle and I are going to have hot pot for the New Year's Eve dinner. If you don't like hot pot, just order a few more dishes."
Feng Qinglin looked at the menu in front of him, then at Jie Yang's calm expression, but still couldn't calm down: "Is everything really going to be alright?"
Xie Yang raised his eyebrows: "Do you not believe me, or do you not believe your uncle, or do you not believe the police?"
“……”I dare not not believe it.
Feng Qinglin reached out to take the list and choose the dishes.
"Don't choose something your uncle can only look at but not eat."
Feng Qinglin paused as he was about to pick up the spicy grilled lamb chops, then quietly moved his hand away and picked up a bowl of warming lamb soup.
The 26th, 27th and 28th days of the lunar year were all peaceful. As the end of the year approaches, the number of paparazzi lurking outside the hospital entrance is decreasing day by day, and the hospital is gradually becoming deserted.
Finally, on the 29th day of the lunar year, the day of Qiu's surgery, which had been rumored by the outside world, arrived.
Wu Shui and his bodyguards surrounded the building where the surgery was to be performed. The building was also vacated. Except for the doctors and nurses who were necessary for the "surgery", all other people were cleared out. Outside this building, hospital security guards and plainclothes police officers were scattered throughout the hospital, patrolling intensively.
The whole play was played out. At eight o'clock in the morning, Qiu Xing changed into a hospital gown and was pushed into the operating room by Kirkman.
Xie Yang sat down on a bench in the corridor outside the operating room, leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and slowly spread his supernatural powers to cover the entire hospital. He distinguished and located each person according to the different levels of purification that could be done on them in the supernatural power network.
This positioning method can only vaguely locate everyone's movements and is also very time-consuming, but it is better than nothing.
Time passes quietly.
At ten o'clock in the morning, a fire suddenly broke out in the southeast corner of the hospital. Wu Shui came to report. Xie Yang opened his eyes but did not move. He said, "Put out the fire and keep an eye on this building."
Before one wave subsides, another wave rises. A few minutes later, the hospital suddenly lost power, and only the lights in the operating rooms connected to the backup power supply remained on.
There was commotion everywhere and the hospital urgently activated the backup power supply.
Just when everyone was busy with the fire and power outage, several people on the Superpower Network suddenly chose to approach the building at the same time.
Xie Yang opened his eyes.
Here it comes.
He locked his special powers on those people, called Wu Shui and gave him some instructions.
Not long after, those people arrived at the various entrances and exits of the building one after another and started chatting and arguing with the bodyguards guarding the entrances. Only one of these people avoided the bodyguards, came to the window of a ward somewhere on the first floor, stayed for a while, and then entered the ward.
At the same time, Xie Yang's cell phone rang. It was He Jun who was guarding the monitoring room calling.
"Young boss, someone broke into this building by smashing the window. I have notified Wu Shui to arrest him."
Xie Yang frowned, suddenly felt something was wrong, and got up and went downstairs.
He successfully met up with Wu Shui, who had already captured the person, in the hall. Wu Shui dragged a middle-aged man with a sick face to Jie Yang and said with a frown, "It's not Tao Yang."
...Unexpected, but reasonable.
Xie Yang looked at the man with evasive eyes, full of guilt and guilt, and asked, "Are you a patient of this hospital?"
The man bowed his head.
"How much money did Tao Yang give you?"
The man didn't dare look at Jie Yang, and stammered, "I just want to leave some money for my son... He's still young, and I can't keep dragging down the family."
It's good to take advantage of the patient's desperation and sense of indebtedness to their family.
Xie Yang looked outside the hall again and asked Wu Shui, "Has the person who set the fire and cut off the power been caught?"
"You don't have to catch them." The man took the initiative to speak, his head lowered, "My fellow patient and I did it... That man asked me to tell you something. He said, said..."
"say what?"
"Xie Yang, you guessed wrong."
Xie Yang looked at the man for a few seconds, retracted the supernatural power he had been deploying, and said to Wu Shui, "Let's retreat, Tao Yang won't be coming." After that, he turned around and strode upstairs.
A few minutes later, Qiu Xing came out of the operating room and entered the ward, asking, "What's going on?"
Xie Yang came back to his senses from his thoughts. Looking at Qiu Xing's cold and slightly anxious expression, he kept thinking about the guesses he had just made. He shook his head without saying anything, "It's okay. Tao Yang just didn't show up himself. He took advantage of a group of critically ill patients hospitalized in this hospital. I think he should have escaped."
"Didn't show up?"
"No, it seems he is not as obsessed with you as we thought."
Qiu Xing frowned deeply, walked up to touch Jie Yang's head, and assured: "I will catch him, definitely." After that, he hugged Jie Yang tightly, 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 own hands.
Adam and his bird, a bird with broken wings.
Guessed wrong.
Xie Yang clenched his hands.
He had indeed guessed wrong. In other words, Tao Yang conveyed a wrong message to him through Mu Zhouyi. At that time, Mu Zhouyi said that the endings that Tao Yang had decided for him and Qiu Xing were one dying of illness, and the other having his wings broken and living a life of pain.
But this should be wrong, Mu Zhouyi said their ending the opposite way. What Tao Yang really wanted was for him to die, so that Qiu Xing, who had gained and then lost hope, would become even more desperate, fall into the abyss again, and suffer in pain in the world.
Tao Yang was no longer satisfied with Qiu Xing's simple death from illness; he wanted to appreciate Qiu Xing's more desperate posture.
If the previous Tao Yang wanted Qiu Xing to die, the current Tao Yang just wants to see Qiu Xing die in his heart.
An upgraded pervert.
But there was one thing he was sure of, that was this was Tao Yang's last chance to struggle. If Tao Yang's target is him, then the TV station building where the Spring Festival Gala will be held tomorrow and people from all parties will come and go will be the best place for Tao Yang to attack him.
Qiu Xing entered the room again. Jie Yang gathered his thoughts, looked at Qiu Xing, and asked, "How is it?"
Qiu Xing shook his head: "It was the patients who were causing trouble. Tao Yang contacted them through their family members. He himself did not show up. The police are gathering those family members to investigate their contact with Tao Yang."
"That will probably take a long time to investigate." Xie Yang stood up and approached Qiu Xing. He first smoothed Qiu Xing's brows, then held Qiu Xing's hand and smiled, "Let's go home and have the New Year's Eve dinner."
"Jie Yang."
Xie Yang patted Qiu Xing on the shoulder: "Don't feel stressed or anxious. I believe you will catch him. Now, we should go home for the New Year's Eve dinner. I'm hungry."
Qiu Xing looked at Jie Yang for a few seconds, then stretched out his arms to hug Jie Yang and touched the back of his head: "Okay, let's go home."
…
That evening, Xie Yang updated a Weibo post.
[Jie Yang: It is not a second surgery, just a normal check-up.] The reexamination results were very ideal and Qiu Xing has basically recovered. 】
Below are some photos. In the photo, Qiu Xing is sitting at the dining table. He looks rosy and energetic. He doesn't look like he's about to undergo surgery for a serious illness.
The crab fans who had been worried for many days finally felt relieved, and the rumors from outside quickly dissipated.
After the New Year’s Eve dinner, Xie Yang washed up and went to bed early to conserve his energy for the next day’s evening party performance.
Qiu Xing accompanied Jie Yang to bed early, held Jie Yang in his arms, bent down and kissed him: "I'll pick you up."
"Okay. Remember to wear more clothes. My show will end around 11:40, so it should be almost 12 o'clock when I get out. The temperature will be very low by then. And I saw in the weather forecast that it might snow tomorrow night."
"Jie Yang."
"Um?"
"Once we catch Tao Yang, we'll go on a proper date, without bodyguards."
Xie Yang raised his head, looked at Qiu Xing's somewhat blurry face in the dark, smiled, tilted his head back and kissed him, and said, "Okay."
Tomorrow should be the end of it all.
That night, Jie Yang fell asleep as usual while chewing on the last energy ball in his supernatural core.
After this period of erosion, the energy ball has grown from the original size of a little finger nail to the size of half a sesame seed. According to Xie Yang's estimation, in two or three days at most, this energy ball would be completely consumed by him.
However, the erosion during this period did not allow him to obtain more information about the main system and "rebirth", except for obtaining many strange energy templates.
Perhaps the important information was hidden in the data written in unfamiliar characters, but unfortunately, he couldn't understand it.
…
A dreamless night.
After Xie Yang got up, he took out his cell phone, turned it on, and sent a Weibo message.
【Jie Yang: I knew you would come. See you today. 】
"Teasing fans so early in the morning?"
So sour.
Xie Yang turned around to look at Qiu Xing who had opened his eyes at some point, and called out, "Boss Cu?"
Qiu Xing frowned: "What?"
"This is a nickname given to you by your fans. I think it suits you very well."
“…”
Qiu Xing became furious and grabbed Jie Yang and pressed him under him.
Preparations for the evening party began very early. After breakfast, Qiu Xing accompanied Jie Yang out and sent him to the TV station building. On the way, Qiu Xing received a call from the police.
After Qiu Xing put down his phone, Xie Yang looked over and asked, "What's wrong?"
"The police found traces of Tao Yang leaving City B on a bus, so they asked us to check the surveillance footage when we were free. They have basically confirmed that it was Tao Yang himself, as the surveillance equipment captured a very clear frontal face."
"Yeah." Xie Yang nodded and patted Qiu Xing's palm, "So we can have a comfortable new year."
Qiu Xing held Jie Yang's hand in return, without saying anything, he just lifted Jie Yang's hand and kissed it, and the tense atmosphere in his body relaxed a lot.
Dozens of minutes later, the car stopped under the TV station building. Xie Yang said goodbye to Qiu Xing, got out of the car, and took Wu Shui into the building.
The proceedings of the evening party had been rehearsed countless times, and everything was proceeding as planned.
After Xie Yang finished styling himself, he went to a special rest area to wait to go on stage. From time to time, he exchanged WeChat messages with Qiu Xing, checked Weibo, and occasionally accepted random interviews from TV stations. Time passed in the blink of an eye.
At 11:35 p.m., the prelude of "Prosperity" resounded throughout 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 saw Jie Yang, who was wearing a red suit and looked enthusiastic and flamboyant. The corners of his mouth curled up.
After the performance ended successfully, Jie Yang walked backstage, talked to the staff and left with Wu Shui. The two of them got on the elevator with several other performers who were preparing to leave, and went downstairs to take the car.
Soon the elevator arrived at the lobby on the first floor, the people in the elevator got off, and the people waiting outside came up.
When the two groups of people passed each other, Xie Yang felt a stinging pain in his hand. The supernatural power that had been running in his body immediately rushed towards the painful area, and then a strong feeling of being swallowed came.
Xie Yang stopped and looked at a hatted staff member wearing a work badge who was walking towards the elevator, and called out, "Tao Yang."
Everyone around who heard Jie Yang's call was stunned, and then they all followed Jie Yang's gaze and looked towards the staff member. Wu Shui also reacted and rushed forward to catch the man.
"I knew you would find out." The staff member who had already entered the elevator slowly raised his head amid everyone's doubtful eyes, raised his hand and took off his hat, revealing a delicate face, which was Tao Yang.
He looked at Jie Yang, who was not flustered even though Wu Shui twisted his arm. He seemed to have expected all this, and smiled with satisfaction and joy: "But I won."
There were faint gasps all around, and everyone stepped back away from Tao Yang at the same time.
Only Xie Yang stood still. He looked at Tao Yang, smiled, and asked, "You won? How did you win?"
Tao Yang's eyes fell on Jie Yang's hand, then moved back to Jie Yang's face, smiling and saying terrible words: "Use your life. What if Qiu Xing recovered? He will only live a more painful life than before. It's great that you made him fall in love with you, Jie Yang, thank you for helping me achieve my best work."
Wu Shui's expression changed and he looked towards Jie Yang. He wanted to let go of Tao Yang and check on Jie Yang's condition, but he was afraid that Tao Yang would run away. He was in a dilemma.
Xie Yang waved his hand to signal Wu Shui that he was fine.
A staff member noticed something was wrong here and rushed over here with the building security.
Tao Yang glanced over there, then looked at Jie Yang: "Why aren't you talking? Are you starting to feel bad? Jie Yang, don't force yourself. Fear and fear are not shameful emotions."
Xie Yang answered the question irrelevantly: "Tao Yang, is it worth it?"
"Why not?" Tao Yang's expression became more and more joyful, as if he had seen everything he wanted spread out before his eyes. "I will be imprisoned for a maximum of 20 years. After 20 years, I will only be in my 40s. If I perform well or make significant contributions, I may be able to get out in 10 years. After 10 years, I will only be in my 30s. By then, I will release my most perfect work, and countless people will be crazy about my work. Qiu Xing should still be alive by then. His madness, struggle, pain, and despair will become a constant source of artistic nourishment for me."
Xie Yang began to approach Tao Yang.
The smile on Tao Yang's face widened: "Jie Yang, you are the best sacrifice."
Xie Yang stopped in front of Tao Yang and looked him up and down: "So the one who killed the original owner in the original book was indeed you, a pervert. Sacrifice? Your work is really dirty."
Tao Yang frowned. He didn't understand what Jie Yang said before, but the second sentence successfully angered him. He looked at Jie Yang coldly, then smiled after a few seconds: "Not bad, you look great when you hold on. Aren't you going to look for Qiu Xing who's waiting outside? If you go over now, you should be able to see Qiu Xing one last time."
Wu Shui was anxious: "Boss——"
"The last time?" Xie Yang leaned closer to Tao Yang, curled his lips a little, raised the hand that Tao Yang had touched with something unknown, carefully turned it in front of Tao Yang, and moved it flexibly, "What nonsense are you talking about. Tao Yang, are you crazy, or are you hallucinating?" As he spoke, he activated a template in the core of his supernatural power and at the same time probed the supernatural power into Tao Yang's body.
Tao Yang was unaware of the supernatural power. He looked at Jie Yang's hand, the smile on his face disappeared. He looked at Jie Yang's still rosy face and clear eyes, and frowned.
Xie Yang continued to smile: "Are there any more works?" He moved closer to Tao Yang and lowered his voice, "I can make sure that you can never pick up a pen again. Do you believe it?" After saying that, he stood up and stepped aside.
The building security arrived in time and took Tao Yang from Wu Shui. Wu Shui quickly came up to Jie Yang and asked anxiously, "Boss, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?"
Xie Yang shook his head: "I'm fine, he didn't even touch me before."
Tao Yang's expression changed completely when he heard this, and he said, "Impossible! I definitely bumped into you."
"Your feelings deceive you."
Tao Yang struggled and turned his head: "No, Jie Yang you——"
The template was successfully run, and the supernatural power successfully marked Tao Yang's brain. At the same time, Xie Yang used the mark to extend the supernatural power to Tao Yang's hands, blocking the nerves in a ball shape.
Tao Yang, whose hands were twisted by the security guard, suddenly twitched. He groaned and instinctively pulled his arms out.
The security guard scolded Tao Yang and forcefully took him out of the busy hall.
Xie Yang watched Tao Yang being taken away, let out a breath, left Wu Shui to negotiate with the person in charge who had arrived, and walked quickly out of the building.
When he went out, a snowflake flew onto his face. Xie Yang looked up at the sky where snow was beginning to fall, smiled, strode into the snow, and trotted towards where Qiu Xing had parked his car.
Over at the car, Qiu Xing, who saw Xie Yang from afar, quickly opened the door and got out, took off his coat and went forward to wrap Xie Yang up, scolding him, "Why did you come out wearing so little? Where's Wu Shui?"
"Ah Xing, I'm free."
Qiu Xing was so annoyed by Jie Yang's laughter that he rubbed Jie Yang's cold ears and said, "What nonsense are you talking about."
The sound of sirens suddenly approached quickly, and Tao Yang was taken out of the building by security guards.
Qiu Xing paused with his hand pinching Jie Yang's ear. He looked at the police car approaching in disbelief, then at Tao Yang who was being taken out, and then suddenly looked at Jie Yang in front of him.
"you--"
Xie Yang smiled, kissed Qiu Xing, and looked in the direction of Tao Yang.
"Ah Xing, you are free too."
Tao Yang also saw Qiu Xing and Jie Yang standing together, and tried to come over, but was finally held down by the police who got out of the police car and forcibly stuffed into the car.
I don't know where the New Year countdown bell sounded.
Xie Yang held Qiu Xing's hand, and Qiu Xing quickly held it back.
Qiu Xing stared at the police car and held Jie Yang's hand more and more tightly: "So he——"
The bell stopped ringing, and Xie Yang interrupted Qiu Xing with a smile.
"Happy New Year, Xing."
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