My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

When everything was ready, the blockade at the entrance of the theater opened and fans began to enter. Qiu Xingzi’s position was too conspicuous, and fans soon noticed him, and he could not help but shout his name.

Qiu Xing looked sideways and nodded politely to everyone.

Fans became more and more excited, and someone shouted: "Mr. Qiu, your new hairstyle is super handsome!"

Qiu Xing was taken aback for a while, and he quickly took back his sight.

"Happy?"

Qiu Xing convergence expression: "No."

Qiu Mu obviously didn't believe her and looked back at the fans. Zhao Qiuxing said, "They are cute."

Qiu Xing frowned and said, "You didn't see them when they didn't open the door."

"what?"

"Nothing, mom, do you feel noisy, do you want soundproof headphones?"

Qiu mother smiled and waved her hand: "I am here to listen to Yang Yang singing, what kind of soundproof headphones do I need?"

At two o'clock, the theater lights dimmed. Fans lit up the batons and lights, and the audience stared white.

Qiu mother looked back again and wondered: "I see that the lights the fans are holding when the other singers are performing the concert are colorful. Isn't it Yangyang?"

Qiu Xing replied: "Yes, this is it."

"This one?"

Qiu Xing changed his seated position and replied: "Well, this white starlight is Xie Yang's chosen support lamp... He said that the first beam of support lamp he owned was like this, and he liked this more."

Qiu mother looked at Qiu Xing's expression up and down and asked, "What are you stealing?"

Qiu Xing quickly retorted: "Nothing steals, no."

Qiu mother smiled: "You got the first beam of aid lamp?"

Qiu Xing picked up a glass of water to drink water, pretending to be casual: "His bad temper, he has been on the Internet before he officially debuted, except for me, who will give him support from the beginning."

Liu Sha sitting on the other side of Qiu Nun smiled sideways, not knowingly mentioning that Qiu Xing had thrown a support stick during Xie Yang’s first performance, and that she reminded Qiu Xing to use a mobile phone flashlight as an aid Thing.

A beam of light suddenly fell in the middle of the all-black theater stage, and Xie Yang holding the guitar appeared in the center of the light. He was wearing simple t-shirt jeans and was sitting on a high chair with a microphone stand in front of him.

The audience cheered. Qiu Xing and Qiu Mother suspended their conversations and looked at the stage.

Xie Yang raised his microphone and waved with a smile: "Good afternoon everyone."

The cheers are louder.

Xie Yang looked in the direction of Qiu Xing and Qiu Mother, and continued: "Thank you for your support over the past year. A new song is given to everyone, "Starlight."

Starlight.

Qiu Xing meal.

Cunning guy, such a song title, is it to please him or his fans? Or... He looked at the stunned hatred mother after hearing the word "Starlight".

Still soothing the heart of an old man.

"Starlight" is a quiet and warm song that depicts love, fan love for idols, idol love for fans, love between family, love between partners... All love is like starlight, love Now, the starlight is eternal.

At the end of the song, Qiu's eyes turned red, but she smiled on her face and raised her hands to applaud.

...

After all, it’s a fan meeting. In addition to singing, Xie Yang must have some interaction with fans. In order to avoid Qiu Xing being jealous, Xie Yang let Qin Cheng make all the interactions into a lottery, and gave fans various benefits on the spot.

After the welfare was over, the Qiu mother off the stage suddenly patted Qiu Xing's hand and said, "Axing, my legs are a little cold. You can help me get a blanket."

Qiu Xing frowned, stretched his hands to help Qiu mother rub her legs, glanced at Xie Yang who was sending fans off stage on the stage, and said: "Okay." Take the blanket.

Xie Yang on the stage, after sending fans who took welfare, stepped down, suddenly looked at the audience and said: "The first anniversary, should we cut a cake to celebrate?"

Fans answered neatly: "Yes--!"

Qiu Xing paused, looked sideways at Xie Yang on the stage, and then quickly hurriedly stepped out.

"Then I will pick a fan to help me push the cake up, and I hope this fan can cut the cake with me." Xie Yang snapped his fingers, "Lighting teacher, help me choose a lucky one."

The lights were dark, and fans shouted, "Choose me, choose me!"

Qiu Xing heard his face black. The first anniversary cake was actually cut with the fans, like what! And why did you have to cut it at this time? Yesterday, it clearly said-

boom.

A beam of light suddenly fell from above diagonally and covered the body of Qiu Xing.

Qiu Xing stopped suddenly.

The fans cried out, and then screamed more excitedly. I don't know who took the lead, the fans actually called out Qiu Xing's name, and his voice became more and more regular.

"..."

Qiu Xing slowly turned sideways, looking at Xie Yang on the stage.

Xie Yang smiled: "The fan chosen by the lighting teacher for me is very handsome and fits my heart."

The screams of fans almost overturned the roof.

Qiu Xing: "..."

The corners of his mouth curled up and pressed, staring at Xie Yang on the stage.

"The cake is here, can this fan push me up?"

The staff pushed a three-layer cake into the entrance and stopped in front of Qiu Xing. This battle is clearly prepared. Qiu Xing looked at Xie Yang, and then looked back at the Qiu mother who was smiling and looking at it, stepped forward to push the cake cart and walked toward the stage.

Fans screamed more intensely, and Liu Sha and others on the stage couldn't laugh too much, so they coaxed.

Qin Cheng directed the invited photographers and photographers and told them to take this scene.

Qiu Xing pushed the cake to the stage and stopped in front of Xie Yang, trying to ignore all the fans under the stage. Because he tried too hard to suppress his emotions, his expression looked a bit fierce, and his tone was abnormally fast.

Xie Yang took the initiative to hold Qiu Xing's hand, and said to the audience below: "This fan I like more and more and I like it. After thinking about it, I decided to let him cut the cake for a lifetime, do you agree?

"agree--!"

"agree!"

"Marry in place!"

Qiu Xing almost broke the power, and quickly took hold of Xie Yang's hand, lowering his voice: "What the **** are you doing."

Xie Yang raised his eyebrows, ignored Qiu Xing, let go of Qiu Xing's hand, and snapped his fingers again: "Light teacher, turn off the lights, I'm going to blow candles."

The lights were all turned off, but the support lights for the fans were still there.

Xie Yang looked to Qiu Xing: "What about my candle?"

Qiu Xing looked at Xie Yang with a smile, still unable to hold back, raised his hand and rubbed Xie Yang's head, picked up the candle on the table and inserted it on the cake, lighting it seriously.

"Then I started to make a wish."

Xie Yang walked to the cake and closed his eyes with his microphone in his hands to make a wish. He closed his eyes and said, "I hope this fan named Qiu will promise me one thing."

The audience was quiet. Xie Yang could hear Qiu Xing breathing lightly around him.

He continued: "Please get well soon and let me give you a wedding."

Deathly quiet, and then the screams overturned the roof again.

Xie Yang still closed his eyes and asked, "Will my wish come true?"

"meeting--!"

"Will--!"

He shook his head: "Why didn't I hear this fan's answer."

The fans were quiet again, and Xie Yang suddenly felt dark in front of him, then his body fell into a familiar embrace, the back of his head was held down, and a slightly low voice came from his ear: "Yes."

Screaming started again.

Xie Yang hugged Qiu Xing and opened his eyes with satisfaction: "Speak to count."

Qiu Xing touched the back of Xie Yang's head and said, "Speak and count."

Xie Yang laughed and released Qiu Xing. He seemed to suppress countless emotions in Shang Qiu Xing, leaned over and kissed him, then turned around and extinguished the candle.

The lights turned on at the right time, Xie Yang held Qiu Xing's hand, stood side by side with Qiu Xing, looked at the Qiu Mother under the stage with red eyes, and smiled at Qiu Mother: "He will live a hundred years We will always be together."

Qiu mother raised her hand and pressed her eyes, nodded.

...

After the fan meeting was over, the topic #解扬求婚仇行# immediately appeared on Weibo, and photos of various meetings were passed on Weibo, and countless people sent them blessings.

But the two parties have no time to pay attention to these.

On the fifth day after the meeting, the mother Qiu fell into a coma.

Although thousands of people stayed, it was time to come.

Qiu Xinghe Xieyang pushed all his work and stayed with him in the nursing home all day. Feng Qinglin also rushed over.

Two days later, the mother Qiu suddenly sober. She was abnormally good, pulling Xie Yang and Qiu Xing to watch the video of the day when she saw the meeting, flipped through the past album, ate two meals normally, and then insisted on going to the terrace to watch the stars after nightfall.

Everyone realized what they were, endured their emotions, and tried to put Qiumu on the terrace as usual to settle down.

The night was getting deeper and the stars were shining.

Qiu mother looked at the sky and asked suddenly, "Axing, has Qing Lin gone home?"

She was confused again.

Feng Qinglin couldn't stand and blinked his head. After slowing down for a while, he turned his head back to Qiu Mother and said, "Grandma, I'm back. I used to be ignorant. You can rest assured that I'm back. "

Qiu mother's eyes were fixed on Feng Qinglin's face. After a while, she recognized it, and calmed down, holding Feng Qinglin's hand, and asked, "Just come back, listen to your uncle."

Feng Qinglin nodded desperately.

"Axing."

Qiu Xing took Qiu Mother's other hand and responded.

"Are you feeling better?"

Qiu Xing helped Qiu Mother pull the blanket on her leg and raised her hand to help Qiu Mother organize her hair and replied: "Okay."

"Really?"

"Really."

"You lied to me." Qiu mother held Qiu Xing's hand, even letting Feng Qinglin loose, leaning sideways toward Qiu Xing, with a stubborn expression, and repeatedly nagging, "Axing, you must live."

Everyone can see that she has reached the limit, but because she is too worried, she insists desperately.

Qiu Xing suppressed his emotions and promised: "Mom, I swear, I will live well."

Qiu mother is still persistently unwilling to relax.

Xie Yang, who had been sitting quietly on the side, suddenly stood up, picked a bud from the flowers and grass on the terrace and held it in his palm. He walked in front of Qiu Mu and pulled away Qiu Xing's hand. Mother's palm, close to Qiu mother's ear, said something in a low voice.

Qiu's body shook and looked at Xie Yang in shock.

Xie Yang appeased: "Mom, you said, I am a lucky star of the Chou family." He slowly moved his hand away.

Qiu mother palm, a warmly blooming flower lies quietly.

Qiu mother looked at the flower in her palm, suddenly held it tight, and raised her eyes to Xie Yang again, as if looking at some hope: "You..."

"It's opened, mom."

Qiu mother squeezed her hands and laughed as she cried. She said something like "God bless you" in her mouth, and then looked at Qiu Xing. Her eyes were bursting with fireworks like joy: "Axing, you will be well of."

...

Qiu mother fell into a coma again, and the crowd sent her back to the room.

When the sun rose early the next day, the mother Qiu left, with a smile. She seemed to have a sweet dream, her hands clasped on her abdomen, her expression relaxed, and she still held the flower in her hand.

Qiu walked out of Qiu's room, embraced Xieyang who was waiting outside, buried his face on Xieyang's shoulders, and tightened his arms.

"Yangyang... Only me and you are left in the family."