My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

ch 3

My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness-Chapter 3

Qiu Xing enjoyed Xie Yang’s expression at this time. He finally felt relaxed and spoke slowly, “Just joking. He is a small plaything stuffed in by the Xie family and will stay with me for the next few years.”

Xie Yang, “……”

Feng Qinglin looked stiff. This answer didn’t seem much better than his joking answer just now. Qiu Xing saw that they didn’t respond and his expression became heavy again. “Wasn’t this joke funny?”

Feng Qinglin hurriedly smiled. “Uncle, you’re really humorous. You used that tone and I really thought you found a man to be my aunt. However, why did the Xie family send a boy over? Are you…”

“You’re asking too much.” Qiu Xing inexplicably changed his face. He stood up and said coldly, “Have a good rest.” Then he turned and left.

Xie Yang looked at Feng Qinglin. Feng Qinglin noticed his gaze and smiled helplessly. “This is how my uncle is. You… since you are here, please accompany him. Thank you.”

As expected of a future movie emperor. His acting was good.

Xie Yang didn’t answer and turned to follow Qiu Xing. He wanted to see the female protagonist’s next performance.

In the original plot of the novel, the story of visiting the patient was written from the perspective of the female protagonist. This evening, after dealing with her agent, the female protagonist wasn’t sure about the male protagonist and hurried to the hospital to visit him. She accidentally heard the conversation between the male protagonist and Qiu Xing outside the ward, learning a bit about Feng Qingln’s life experience and feeling sympathy for him, she couldn’t help caring about the male protagonist. There was also another small plot here. The female protagonist was too intent on eavesdropping and didn’t notice Qiu Xing suddenly leaving. The female protagonist hastily ran away and successfully caught the attention of the villain.

Xie Yang previously hated this plot of a romance novel but now he really wanted to see it.

Qiu Xing reached the door. Xie Yang placed his hands in his pocket and controlled his distance so he was one step away from Qiu Xing as he stared at the ward’s door. Qiu Xing turned suddenly, a strange anger in his tone. “Why are you walking so slowly? You don’t want to leave Qinglin?”

Xie Yang stopped in time and didn’t hit Qiu Xing.

There was a small rustle outside the door and distant footsteps before quiet returned. Xie Yang used his sharp hearing developed during the apocalypse to hear the female protagonist running away.

He looked at Qiu Xing.

“What is with your expression?” Qiu Xing lowered his head closer to Xie Yang, his voice as cold as a poisonous snake. “It seems you don’t want to follow me?”

“…” Xie Yang sent Qiu Xing a lazy glance and pushed him to go outside the door. There was no one outside. The female protagonist had run away.

Qiu Xing lowered his eyes to look at his shoulder that was pushed.

Xie Yang’s mood suddenly improved.

After the two previous scenes, he determined that although this was a book world, the plot didn’t’ seem unchangeable and the behavioural patterns of the characters in the book weren’t restricted. For example, the dialogue between Qiu Xing and Feng Qinglin was different from the original book. Another example was that the meeting between Qiu Xing and the female protagonist destroyed itself without intervention.

In other words, as long as he waved the butterfly wings, the cannon fodder wouldn’t necessarily die. This was a world with a high degree of freedom. Relief filled Xie Yang’s heart.