Chapter 8:

Tong Jian's text message came back quickly, and he was very vigilant: What did Brother Lan call? Are you still thinking of hating him for taking your chance?
Xie Yang felt that Tong Jian could safely survive in the entertainment industry in the past few years. It was a miracle to type: "No hate." You help me to ask Ke Lan, if he wants to make the IUD complete and dissolve in a beautiful scenery. If you think about it, you will send me a message before 8 o'clock tomorrow night.
A sentence of "fullness, wind and scenery" stimulated Tong Jian fiercely. He sent a bunch of text messages to ask what Xie Yang meant and what he wanted to do.
Xie Yang was prepared to ignore it, but he didn’t expect Tong Jian to understand the meaning of humor and sufficiency. He could send a text message to him for more than 20 minutes. In the end, he couldn’t bear it anymore. He replied: Do you know If I sell the text messages you sent me to the media, IUD will be completely over? Talk about it later, oK?
Tong Jian was instantly quiet.
Xie Yang breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back on the sofa to prepare for restful sleep.
Before going to sleep, the phone rang again, and Tong Jian sent a text message with fragility: how much do you ask for the price to sell the text message? I still have some belongings over the years, as long as I don't even trouble Blue Brother, I will pay as much as possible. Don't sell text messages, count me... count me to beg you.
"..." this idiot.
Xie Yang tossed his phone aside, leaned against the sofa and closed his eyes.
For less than an hour, Xie Yang was awakened by the sound of opening the door. He opened his eyes and turned his head, just in line with Qiu Xing coming from the inner room.
"It's time for you to wake up." Qiu Xing took the door of the office. "Clean it up, ready to go."
Xie Yang sensitively noticed that Qiu Xing's tone was different from before, and asked, "Is it in a bad mood?"
Qiu Xing's action of drawing materials at the bookshelf, looked back at him and ignored him.
Sure enough, it was a bad mood. Xie Yang asked no more questions, put his phone and music in his backpack, and got up and said, "I'm fine, let's go."
The two went downstairs to get in the car, and Qiu Xing began to close his eyes and relax. Xie Yang was quiet and took out his mobile phone and tweeted Weibo.
Like the plot of the original book, the Weibo search of this event has once again been dominated by the hostess. The photos of the hostess kneeling to save people are brushing the screen passionately. The fans who suppressed the day have been black and the face can not stop.
Xie Yang clicked into the hostess's Weibo and found that in just one day, the hostess had already gained hundreds of thousands of followers.
"Is there a place to live in City B?"
Xie Yang returned to his head, looked sideways at Qiu Xing, and saw that his eyes were still closed, withdrew his gaze and exited the Weibo of the heroine. While searching the Weibo of the IUD member, he replied: "The company has a dormitory, but I plan to buy a house."
Qiu Xing made a "huh" sound.
Xie Yang clicked into Mo Bin's Weibo.
Mo Bin’s latest Weibo was posted last night, with nine selfies. The text reads: End recording and go back to city B. I have to get up early tomorrow to join the brothers. It’s tiring, but I’ll insist ][Fist fist] [Fist fist].
At the back of this Weibo, Aite has several people, all of whom are resident guests of the reality show, without mentioning IUD.
Xie Yang raised his eyebrows and clicked on the comments below.
The top three of the hot comments are rainbow farts such as "distressed brother", "brother cheer" and "brother is awesome". In the fourth article, a discordant comment appeared.
Wen Wu Shuangquan: They all blamed the reserve, which caused his brother to delay there for another day, and now he has no time for rest. Any emergencies are fake! One of my classmates is a staff member of the S City TV station. She said that the reserve was performing poorly on the show site, and it was pretended to be sick, so as not to look too shameful after the show was broadcast.
Under this comment, many fans of Mo Bin were persuading this fan not to talk nonsense, hammer on the hammer, don't just make rumors, and also expressed the expectation of the program broadcast and the newcomer's official appearance. And some "passers-by" said in "neutral" that if the news is true, then IUD's newcomers are too decent.
Xie Yang smelled the rhythm of the rhythm storm, and then took a look at the Weibo of Tong Jian and Ke Lan respectively. Sure enough, under the latest Weibo of the two of them, there were fans asking about pretending to be sick.
"Ready to continue to be an artist?"
Xie Yang swiped his finger on Weibo, shutting Weibo off and looking back at Qiu Xing: "Not only."
Qiu Xing finally opened his eyes, squinted at him, and hummed: "Why not?"
"This is not what you need to know now."
"A good one doesn't need me to know." Qiu Xing's mood seemed to be better again, and his tone was slow. "When will I know?"
"When you need help."
Qiu Xing froze for a while, then smiled, smiled and leaned back in the chair back again, closed his eyes, and slowly slowed his breath, said: "Is it, then I will wait..." The voice gradually lowered The sunlight came in from the window and covered him, but he couldn't warm his pale face, and couldn't fade the blue shadow under his eyes.
This is a terminally ill patient who is very tired and severely sleep deprived.
Xie Yang's eyes moved down and fell on Qiu Xing's distinct hand. He looked at the dark nails that appeared to be very unhealthy. He bent down and took out the blanket he had covered before.
Qiu mother is in poor health. She has lived in a nursing home for nearly a year and is carefully cared for by a professional team. The distance from the urban area to the nursing home was a little far away, and the road happened to block the meeting. When Qiu Xing and Jie Yang reached the nursing home, the sky was completely dark.
Qiu Xing slept all the way and opened his eyes when he arrived at the door of the courtyard. He noticed the blanket on his body and froze, throwing it away with a low voice: "Many things."
Xie Yang ignored him by playing with his mobile phone.
The car parked in an open-air parking lot deep in the nursing home. The two people got out of the car one after another and walked towards a cozy little building surrounded by flowers and trees not far away.
"I will be a little obedient for a while." Qiu Xing stepped on the street lights that had been split by leaves. "Don't make her feel uncomfortable, she has run out of time."
Xie Yang looked up and found that Qiu Xing was really thin when looking at the backlight.
In the original plot, Qiu Mu died in February next year, less than half a year now.
He gently stepped on the shadow of Qiu Xing's feet and nodded: "Okay."
On the terrace on the second floor of the small building, the gray-haired Chou mother leaned back in the rocking chair, slowly shaking, looking at the stars in the sky.
Qiu Xingfang walked past lightly, squatted down beside her, and asked with a smile: "The stars are so beautiful? You are watching every time you come."
Qiu Mu looked at him sideways, without a word of laughter, and raised his hand to touch his hair: "Come, have you eaten dinner?"
"Eating, Uncle Liao made those pig foods for me every day, and I had no appetite when I saw them."
"Don't be picky, Xiao Liao is also for you."
Qiu Xing pulled down her hand and shook it, got up and sat on the chair next to her, beckoning Xie Yang.
Xie Yang walked over to stand next to Qiu Xing and politely greeted the looking Qiu Mother: "Auntie, I am Xie Yang."
Qiu looked at him carefully for a while and asked, "Ah, OK?"
Xie Yang honestly replied: "It's okay, my temper is a bit bad, but it's okay for me."
Qiu mother smiled and waved at him.
Xie Yang didn't quite understand what this gesture meant, let him go?
He looked at Qiu Xing.
Qiu Xing was also looking at Xie Yang, his expression was a little weird, Xie Xian looked over, he suddenly put on a disgusted and impatient expression, scolded: "Can't understand? My mother let you go. Go to the car and wait Me, don't run around. Every day, I'm stupid."
"..."
Xie Yang did not understand what disease Qiu Xing had committed. He was too lazy to take care of him, and turned to leave after leaving courteously to Qiu Mother.
After Xie Yang left, Qiu asked: "Do you not hate him?"
Qiu Xing didn't answer, he reached out and pulled a blanket for her, shifting the topic: "Qing Lin had a small car accident two days ago, and his head broke, and everyone was fine. He was driving the car I gave him. The cause of the car accident was a problem with the brakes on the car. When I visited him before, he tried to see if I liked men."
Qiu Mother froze her face: "The Feng Family is really good at calculating. In the past, Qing Lin admired you for getting close to you, but now she has learned to test it."
"I think this is not bad. The previous Qing Lin was too rigid and too to be a big deal. This time there was a car accident and it looked better. I heard that he was going to leave the Fengjia to start his own company."
Qiu mother's expression looked better.
"Everyone is forced out." Qiu Xingyu said with relief, "The mall is like a battlefield, weak meat and strong food, the survival of the fittest. In the past, Qing Lin was too soft-hearted and had many scruples, but now he dares to test me, maybe even more, He can really grow up."
"What about you?" Chou mother clenched his hand. "He grew up, what about you?"
"Me?" Qiu Xing raised her hand to sort out her hair that was blown by the wind, and smiled softly. "I'll accompany you to watch the stars."
The mother Qiu threw away his hand: "I didn't find you a companion for you to accompany me to watch the stars here! The kid from Xie's family looked better than the rumors. , You will definitely get better..."
Her voice suddenly murmured, and the clearness and calmness on her face were replaced by dull doubts, and she re-holded the hand of Qiu Xing. Xianglin's sister said like this: "Axing, go and find your sister, she was deceived by the wind family , She had a bad life, and Xiao Qinglin, you go find them..."
"Looking for it." Qiu Xing was accustomed to her intermittent confusion, patting her back comfortably, leaning over her shoulder, "Looking for it, I will find it soon."
...
Xie Yang found that Qiu Xing's mood became worse after he left the nursing home, and it was very obvious.
As soon as the car arrived in the urban area, Qiu Xing asked the driver to stop the car and drove on.
Xie Yang opened the door and got out of the car, turning around and discussing with Qiu Xing: "You will find me next time, can you tell me in advance? I will be very busy in the next period of time, if you still look like this two times suddenly Come up, I may not have time to come out to see you."
Qiu Xing sneered: "Dare you see me try. Zhou Miao, drive!"
The car went away in dust and backed up after a minute.
"I see other artists have assistants, just like the bare people around you, what does it look like! Wu Shui, you will follow Xie Yang in the future."
The car drove away again.
Xie Yang looked at Wu Shui, the bodyguard who was left behind. Wu Shui smiled awkwardly, trying to sell himself: "Mr. Xie, actually I..."
"Shut up." Xie Yang took the backpack off his shoulder and threw it into Wu Shui's hands, asking, "Will you see the house? I want to buy a house as soon as possible."