When Xie Yang returned to the sanatorium, Qiu Xing was feeding water to Qiu's confused mother.
Xie Yang sat down next to Qiu Xing and poured himself a glass of water and took a sip.
Qiu Xing put down the water cup to help Qiu's mother wipe her mouth and asked, "Where is he?"
"I scolded him, kicked him, and chased him away."
Qiu Xing paused and turned his head to look at Jie Yang.
Xie Yang squinted and said, "Why, you can't bear to part with it?"
Qiu Xing looked at Jie Yang's expression, and suddenly reached out to touch the corner of Jie Yang's eye, saying: "You told me not to be angry, but why did you come back angry? You don't like doing this kind of work, but you still take it. Where did your former smartness go?"
The skin at the corners of my eyes was caressed by warm fingers, and I felt loved and cherished.
Xie Yang looked at the tenderness and concern hidden behind the disdain and scolding on Qiu Xing's face, and the anger that Feng Qinglin had provoked in his heart slowly dissipated.
The sugar jar is sprinkling sugar again.
He tilted his head and gently rubbed Qiu Xing's fingers with his face, then sat down and roughly repeated the content of his conversation with Feng Qinglin, saying: "Although I don't like doing this kind of work, I don't like seeing you being bullied by him even more."
Qiu Xing paused, looked at his fingers, then looked at Jie Yang's face, tilted his head and coughed, then took back his hand and clenched it into a fist, saying, "How could he let me get angry? You did a good job. He can't even see the true face of a woman. He really should be taught a lesson."
"What's the real face?"
The two stopped talking and looked at Qiu's mother, only to find that Qiu's mother had regained consciousness without them noticing.
Qiu Xing immediately changed the subject and said, "Nothing. Mom, it's time for dinner."
Mother Qiu looked at Qiu Xing, then at Jie Yang, and without asking any more questions, she nodded and said, "Let's go to the restaurant."
While eating, Jie Yang still performed his duties conscientiously, but Qiu Xing did not want Jie Yang to take care of him this time. He took the bowl and spoon from Jie Yang's hand and said, "Eat well." Then he served Jie Yang some soup and some vegetables.
Xie Yang looked at Qiu Xing, picked up the chopsticks and ate the food that Qiu Xing had picked up.
After dinner, Qiu's mother said, "The room has been cleaned for you a long time ago. It's the same room that Ah Xing stays in every time he comes. Go to bed early." After saying that, she called the nurse and went back to the room first.
The restaurant suddenly became deathly quiet.
Xie Yang turned his head to look at Qiu Xing and asked, "Auntie, do you mean... let me live in the same room with you?"
Qiu Xing switched to a calm and composed expression in an instant and replied, "It should be."
"Is this part of the obligation?"
"..." Qiu Xing tightened his hands hanging by his side, and he nodded his head, not knowing where he got the courage from. "Well, in mom's eyes, we are husband and wife, and it's normal for us to sleep in the same room."
Xie Yang then nodded and said, "I understand. Where is the room? I want to take a shower."
Qiu Xing paused for a second strangely before taking a step forward and said, "Follow me."
The small building is not big, with only two floors plus a small attic. Qiu's mother and the nurse who takes care of her live on the first floor. Qiu Xing's rest room when he comes here is on the second floor, next to the terrace. It is of medium size, with an independent bathroom and a 1.8-meter-wide bed.
After Xie Yang entered the room, he found the luggage that Zhou Miao had sent in advance, took out his pajamas from it and went into the bathroom.
When he came out of the shower, Xie Yang found Qiu Xing sitting on the double sofa in the room, looking at his phone, looking serious at work. He asked, "Do you have any extra blankets? I'll sleep on the floor."
Qiu Xing immediately looked up at Jie Yang and frowned: "Sleeping on the floor?"
"Well, you are the employer, it's not right to let you sleep on the floor."
"..." Qiu Xing put down his phone, paused for a moment, and said, "There is no quilt, and my mother sometimes comes into the room in the morning to wake me up. If she sees you sleeping on the floor..."
Xie Yang responded tactfully: "Then it seems we can only sleep in the same bed together."
Qiu Xing looked straight at Jie Yang, suddenly stood up, strode over and pressed Jie Yang's head hard, saying: "You...behave yourself!" After that, he took his pajamas and went into the bathroom.
Who is dishonest after all?
Xie Yang walked to the bed, lifted the quilt, leaned against the headboard, and took out his cell phone.
There were messages from Qin Cheng and Hu Biao on WeChat, and both of them responded to what he had instructed them to do in the morning. He closed WeChat and opened Weibo instead.
As soon as I opened Weibo, a lot of messages came flooding in, almost freezing my phone. Xie Yang quickly logged out of his main Weibo account and switched to a secondary account to continue logging in.
This time the phone finally stopped lagging.
On the hot searches, the topic #Mu Zhouyi sings "Missing My Homeland"# is still on the topic, but its popularity has dropped a lot. In its original position, the topic #Jie Yang's new song# is firmly on the topic, followed by the word "explosive".
When Jie Yang clicked on the topic, he saw that a new song trailer video posted by his main account this morning was at the top of the Weibo post with tens of thousands of likes and more than 20,000 comments.
The response is so good?
Xie Yang was surprised and clicked on the comments below to take a look.
Most of the comments were about how good it sounded and expressing expectations. A few comments that mentioned Mu Zhouyi attracted Li Yang's attention.
Pumpkin Sauce: I just listened to Mu Zhouyi's rehearsal footage, and now I'm listening to this. What's going on? I just got up, but why am I suddenly sleepy after listening to this? (I don't mean to say this song is bad) [laughing and crying]
Strawberry Pudding: I yawned when I heard it too. Am I poisonous? Also, is it a standard requirement for handsome men and beautiful women nowadays to be able to sing? I just finished listening to Mu Zhouyi and now I’m listening to Jie Yang. Jealousy has made me unrecognizable.
Xie Yang raised his eyebrows.
Are you tired of listening?
Is this a coincidence, or... a guess came to his mind.
After knowing that Mu Zhouyi would perform at the New Year's Eve party, he specially re-recorded the new song "Paper Cutting" to be released in the New Year. While recording, he tried to use his supernatural powers to wrap his vocal cords, hoping to test whether the singing produced in this way could have a purifying effect.
The results of the experiment were not ideal. His current ability level was too low and it was not of the spiritual type. The final effect was just that the duet of "Paper Cutting" was recorded more perfectly than the previous version. The voice did not change and the song did not have any purifying effect.
After discovering that Mu Zhouyi's singing was posted on Weibo this morning, he asked Qin Cheng to release a new song preview in advance, hoping to suppress the popularity of Mu Zhouyi's hot searches. But judging from the current results, it seems that his preview has done far more than suppress Mu Zhouyi's hot searches.
After the golden finger effect is purified, people will feel sleepy. Someone said that in the comments. Could it be that the new song, which he thought had no purifying effect, actually did have an effect? Was his experiment successful?
If the songs he sang when he used his supernatural powers to wrap his vocal cords could really purify the influence of Mu Zhouyi's singing, does that mean that the song "Reincarnation" he sang at the New Year's Eve party in City B, which he tried to sing using supernatural power vibrations, would also have a purifying effect?
Click.
The bathroom door was opened.
Xie Yang came back to his senses and looked sideways.
Qiu Xing stepped out of the bathroom wearing a set of dark blue silk pajamas. His hair was half-dried after washing, and a few strands of his bangs were loose, making his eyebrows and eyes look much gentler. After he came out, he didn't look at Jie Yang. He walked straight to the sofa and sat down, wiping his hair with a towel in an attempt to cover up his mistake.
Xie Yang asked, "Why don't you blow dry your hair thoroughly before coming out?"
"The hair dryer is too noisy." Qiu Xing said as he threw away the towel. Still without looking at Jie Yang, he picked up the phone and said, "I have some work to deal with. You go to bed first. I'll go out and have a video conference with He Jun." After saying that, he strode out of the room without waiting for Jie Yang to reply.
He actually ran away.
Xie Yang looked at the door for a while, then looked away and continued to browse his phone.
There was also a message from Nagarjuna on WeChat. Nagarjuna mentioned his new song, saying it was very special and asked him if he had changed his singing style. He replied briefly, then opened the full version of the new song stored on his phone and listened to it several times.
Still can't hear the sense of purification.
Xie Yang frowned.
Could it be that the flow of his own supernatural powers was too strong, so he couldn't sense the subtle purification effect? Or is it because the purifying feeling in the song is too weak and only some sensitive people can hear it?
He put this question aside for the time being and decided to find someone to test his guess tomorrow.
The clock slowly turned past half past nine, and then slowly turned past ten o'clock, but Qiu Xing still didn't return to his room. Xie Yang put down his phone, turned it off and went to sleep.
At half past ten, there was a slight sound of a door opening, and then someone walked in lightly.
Xie Yang lay there peacefully, seemingly soundly asleep.
There was a rustling sound, and then the lights in the room dimmed. Then the mattress sank and someone lay down on it.
Xie Yang still didn't move.
After a few minutes, someone lying down moved.
After a slight friction sound, Xie Yang felt an itch at the corner of his eye, and then the skin there was gently touched.
A low hum that sounded like both pride and disgust sounded above my head, then the mattress moved again, the quilt was pulled, and the room was finally completely quiet.
After experiencing the end of the world, Xie Yang was not used to lying so close to another person, but if it was Qiu Xing... He turned over, facing Qiu Xing, and opened his eyes slightly.
Someone who was lying stiffly on his back was so frightened that he instantly straightened up, looking extremely helpless.
Xie Yang smiled silently, closed his eyes, and let himself fall into a deep sleep.
In the middle of the night, Xie Yang was awakened by the movement of his hand. He hooked his fingers reflexively, then relaxed his fingers after realizing something and turned over to lie flat.
It was quiet for a while, then a slight friction sound was heard, and his hand, which had relaxed at his side, was grasped by another warm and large hand that did not belong to him.
The night was so quiet that Xie Yang seemed to hear the loud heartbeat of someone who was guilty.
Who is the mouse?
When Xie Yang woke up the next day, he was not surprised to find Qiu Xing still asleep and holding his hand.
He pulled his hand away.
Qiu Xing opened his eyes and instinctively grabbed back Jie Yang's hand. He instantly sobered up after meeting Jie Yang's gaze, and then let go of Jie Yang's hand again. He sat up and put on a cold face, complaining first: "Some people sleep really badly, touching and rolling around all night long."
“…”
Xie Yang lifted the quilt and covered Qiu Xing inside, and when he got out of bed he deliberately kicked Qiu Xing's leg.
…
During breakfast, Xie Yang stopped taking care of Qiu Xing and refused Qiu Xing's care. He gave the milk that Qiu Xing poured to the nurse to drink.
Mother Qiu looked at Xie Yang, who had an expressionless face, and then looked at Qiu Xing, who had a tense face, and asked, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"
Xie Yang responded first: "Yes, there is a mouse in the room. It didn't sleep in the middle of the night and gnawed my hand."
Qiu Xing's expression changed, and he used scolding to cover up his guilty conscience, saying: "Nonsense, how could there be an old man here——"
Pop.
Xie Yang put down his chopsticks and smiled at Qiu's mother: "Aunt, I'm done eating. The room is a bit stuffy, I'll go outside for a walk." After saying that, he got up and left, ignoring Qiu Xing as air.
“…”
Qiu's mother looked at Qiu Xing and asked, "Were you a mouse in the middle of the night?"
Qiu Xing's face was filled with emotions, his expression changing from time to time. Finally, he said, "Nonsense!" and got up and left.
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