My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

When everything is ready, the tape at the entrance to the theatre is opened and fans begin to enter. Qiu Xing's sitting position is too conspicuous, fans soon noticed him, and some lively people couldn't help shouting his name.

Qiu Xing looked sideways and nodded politely.

Fans became more and more excited, and someone yelled, "Mr. Chou, your new hairstyle is so cool!"

Qiu Xing was stunned and took back his sight.

"Happy?"

Qiu Xing restrained his expression: "No

Qiu's mother obviously didn't believe it. She looked back at the fans and said to Qiu Xing, "they are very cute."

Qiu Xing frowned and muttered: "you didn't see their mouths open."

"What?"

"It's nothing, mom. Do you think it's noisy and need sound proof earphones?"

Qiu's mother waved her hand with a smile: "I'm here to listen to Yang Yang's singing today. What kind of sound insulation earphone do you want?"

At two o'clock sharp, the lights of the theatre were dim. Fans turned on the aid sticks and lights, and the audience was a sea of white stars.

Qiu's mother looked back and wondered, "I see that when other singers hold concerts, the fans' lamps are all colorful. Do you want to make the best of them?"

Qiu Xing replied, "yes, this is it."

"This one?"

Qiu Xing changed his sitting posture and replied, "well, this white star light is Xie Yang's chosen light for help He said that the first light he had belonged to him was like this. He preferred this one

Qiu's mother looked up and down at Qiu Xing's expression and asked, "what are you doing for fun?"

Qiu Xing quickly retorted: "what's cheating, No."

Qiu's mother laughed: "did you make the first light?"

Qiu Xing took up a water cup and drank water, pretending to be casual: "his bad temper, before he officially came out, he met a circle of people on the Internet. Except me, who would have helped him at the beginning."

Liu Sha, sitting on the other side of Qiu's mother, laughingly turns her head away. She does not mention the incident that Qiu Xing threw the aid stick in Xie Yang's first performance, or that she reminded Qiu Xing that he could use a mobile flashlight as an emergency light.

A light suddenly fell from the middle of the stage in the dark. Xie Yang, holding a guitar, appeared in the light center. Wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans, he sat in a high chair with a microphone stand in front of him.

The crowd cheered. Qiu Xing and his mother stop talking and look at the stage.

Xie Yang raised the microphone and waved with a smile: "good afternoon, everyone."

More cheers.

Xie Yang looked at Qiu Xing and his mother's direction and continued: "thank you for your support in the past year. A new song is given to you, starlight."

Starlight.

A meal of hatred.

Cunning guy, such a song title, in the end is to please him, or to please fans? Or He looked at his mother who was stunned when he heard the word "starlight".

Or soothing an old man's heart.

"Starlight" is a quiet and warm song. It depicts love, fans' love for idols, idols' love for fans, love between families, love between partners All love is like starlight, love in, starlight is eternal.

At the end of the song, Qiu's mother's eyes turned red, but she was smiling and clapping.

……

After all, it's a meeting of fans. Besides singing, Xie Yang must have some interaction with his fans. In order to avoid being jealous of Qiu Xing, Xie Yang asked Qincheng to make all the interaction into a lottery, and gave all kinds of welfare to fans on the spot.

After welfare delivery, Qiu's mother suddenly patted Qiu Xing's hand and said, "ah hang, my legs are cold. Go and get me a blanket."

Qiu Xing frowned and reached out to help his mother knead her legs. Looking at Xie Yang, who was sending fans off the stage, he said, "OK." Then he got up and walked towards the side exit, ready to go around the backstage to get the blanket from there.

Xie Yang on the stage suddenly looked into the audience after seeing off the welfare fans and said, "it's one year's anniversary. Should we cut a cake to celebrate it?"

The fans responded neatly, "yes!"

Qiu Xing stops for a moment, looks at Xie Yang on the stage, and then speeds up the pace of going out.

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

Under the dim lights, fans yelled "choose me, choose me!".

Qiu Xing's face turned black. The cake of the first anniversary was cut with the fans! What's more, what I said yesterday was --

bang.

A beam of light suddenly fell from the top of the slope, straight cover to Qiu Xing's body.

The enemy stopped.

The fans stopped shouting and then screamed more excitedly. I don't know who brought the head, fans actually called out the name of Qiu Xing, the voice is more and more neat.

“……”Qiu Xing slowly leaned over and looked at Xie Yang on the stage.

Xie Yang smiles: "the fan selected by the lighting teacher for me is very handsome, which suits my heart very much."

The screams of fans almost overturned the roof.

Qiu Xing:

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

"Here comes the cake. Can this fan help me push it up?"

Staff pushed a three-layer cake from the entrance and stopped in front of Qiu Xing. This battle is obviously well prepared. Qiu Xing looks at Xie Yang, then looks back and smiles at Qiu's mother here. He pushes the cake cart and walks towards the stage.

Liu Sha's fans screamed more and more.

Qincheng, commanding the photographers and photographers invited, told them to take a good picture of this scene.

Qiu Xing pushed the cake onto the stage and stopped in front of Xie Yang. He tried to ignore all the fans under the stage. Because he tried too hard to suppress his emotions, his expression was somewhat fierce and his tone was abnormal and quick. He said, "your cake."

Xie Yang took the initiative to hold Qiu Xing's hand and said to the audience, "the more I see this fan, the more I like it. After thinking about it, I decided to let him cut me a cake for my whole life. Do you agree?"

"Agree!"

"Yes!"

"Marry in place!"

Qiu Xing almost broke the gong. He quickly grasped Jieyang's hand and lowered his voice: "what nonsense."

Xie Yang picks eyebrows, ignores Qiu Xing, releases Qiu Xing's hand, and is a ring finger: "light teacher, turn off the light, I want to blow the candle."

All the lights are off, but the fans' lights are still there.

Xie Yang looked at Qiu Xing: "where is my candle?"

Qiu Xing looked at Xie Yang with a smile, but he still couldn't help it. He rubbed Jieyang's head, picked up the candle on the table and inserted it on the cake, and lit it seriously.

"Then I'll make a wish."

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

The whole scene is quiet. Xie Yang can hear the breath of Qiu Xingfang.

He continued, "please get better soon and let me give you a wedding."

Dead quiet, and then the scream again overturned the roof.

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

"Will --!"

"It will be --!"

He shook his head: "I didn't hear the answer from this fan."

The fans were quiet again. Xie Yang suddenly felt a dark look in front of him. Then he fell into his familiar arms. The back of his head was pressed down. A slightly low voice came from his ear: "yes."

The screams came back.

Xie Yang held Qiu Xing in his arms and opened his eyes with satisfaction: "words must be counted."

Qiu Xing felt the back of Yang's head and said, "what you say counts."

Xie Yang laughs and releases Qiu Xing, who seems to suppress countless emotional eyes. He leans over and kisses him, then turns around and blows out the candle.

The light came on at the right time. Xie Yang took Qiu Xing's hand and stood side by side with Qiu Xing. He looked down at the stage, was red eyed, looked at his mother, and smiling at her: "he will live a long life, we will always be together."

Mother Qiu raised her hand, pressed the corner of her eyes and nodded.

……

After the fans meeting, the topic of Xie Yang's marriage proposal and Qiu Xing was immediately searched on Weibo. Photos of all kinds of meetings spread wildly on Weibo, and countless people sent their best wishes to them.

But the two parties didn't have time to focus on that.

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

Although thousands of people have stayed here, it's time to come.

Qiu Xing and Xie Yang pushed all the work and stayed in the sanatorium to accompany his mother. Fengqinglin also came.

Two days later, Qiu's mother suddenly woke up. She was mentally abnormal. She took Xie Yang and Qiu Xing to see the video of the meeting that day, flipped through the photo albums, and had two meals normally. After nightfall, she insisted on going to the terrace to see the stars.

Everyone realized what they were doing. They held back their emotions and tried to settle down on the terrace as usual.

The night grew deeper and the stars twinkled.

Looking at the sky, Qiu's mother suddenly asked, "ah Xing, has Qinglin gone home?"

She was confused again.

Feng Qinglin couldn't bear to blink. After a long pause, he turned around and said, "grandma, I've come back. I didn't understand before. Don't worry, I'm back."

Qiu's mother's eyes were fixed on Feng Qinglin's face. After a long time, she recognized her. She was relieved to take Feng Qinglin's hand and told her, "just come back and listen to my uncle's words."

Wind Qinglin nods desperately.

"OK."

Qiu Xing held his mother's other hand and answered."Are you well?"

Qiu Xing helped his mother pull the blanket on her leg, raised her hand to help her tidy her hair, and said, "OK."

"Really?"

"Really."

"You lied to me." Qiu's mother took Qiu Xing's hand and even let go of the wind Qinglin. She turned to Qiu Xing with a stubborn look and repeated, "ah hang, you have to live."

Everyone can see that she has reached the limit, but because she was too worried, she insisted on.

Qiu Xing pressed his emotions and assured him, "Mom, I swear, I will live well."

However, she was still reluctant to relax.

Xie Yang, who had been quietly sitting on one side, suddenly stood up, picked a flower bud from the flowers and plants on the terrace and held it in the palm of his hand. He went to his mother and opened his hand. The palm of his hand was close to his mother's palm. He reached her ear and said something in a low voice.

Qiu's mother is shocked and looks at Xie Yang in shock.

Xie Yang comforts a way: "Mom, you said that I am the enemy's lucky star." He slowly moved his hand away.

In the palm of Qiu's mother's hand, a blooming flower lies quietly.

Qiu's mother looked at the flower in her palm and suddenly clenched it. She raised her eyes again and looked at Xie Yang, as if she were looking at some hope: "you..."

"It's on, Ma."

Mother Chou clenched her hand and laughed like a cry. She said "God bless you" in her mouth. Then she looked at Qiu Xing. Her eyes were like fireworks. She said, "ah hang, you will get better."

……

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

The next day, when the sun was rising, she left with a smile. She seemed to have a dream, hands clasped on the abdomen, relaxed, still holding the flower in her hand.

Qiu Xing walks out of her mother's room, hugs Xie Yang waiting outside, buries his face on Xie Yang's shoulder and tightens his arms.

"Carry forward You and I are the only ones left at home

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