老攻身患绝症[穿书]

Chapter 131

Qiu Xing's face was completely dark. "Then why didn't you stop me?"

“Why stop it?” Xie Yang put down the score and approached Qiu Xing. “The person I like is working hard to protect me. Why should I pour cold water on you? In addition, your warning isn’t ineffective. Now the inside of the Tao family will be messed up and you helped me spy on Tao Yang’s thoughts.” 

Qiu Xing didn’t accept this sugar-coated ball. He reached out to hold Xie Yang’s hand, squeezed it tightly and asked, “What are his thoughts?”

It was a perverted thought like ‘I can’t get him and I’m not going to get him, but I’m not going to let anyone else get him either. The person I like must get everything he wants and then die cleanly. No one is allowed to defile him.’

In the original novel, Tao Yang didn’t show anything special to Qiu Xing. He became good friends with Mu Zhouyi, indirectly helped Mu Zhouyi and Feng Qinglin stay together and helped Feng Qinglin gain a foothold in the Feng family. Considering this, Xie Yang believed that Tao Yang’s liking for Qiu Xing should be similar to the liking of an artist toward his favorite artwork.

He appreciated everything about the ‘artwork’ of Qiu Xing and accepted the sorrowful ending of Qiu Xing’s illness and death. Perhaps he always felt that Qiu Xing’s illness and death were an indispensable part of this ‘artwork’. He cleverly saw through everything that Qiu Xing wanted to do and then enjoyed watching Qiu Xing struggling in the world with despair. What a bad bastard. 

“Xie Yang.”

Xie Yang woke up from his thoughts and saw the frowning Qiu Xing. He reached up to smooth out this person’s eyebrows and told him, “He isn’t going to snatch you from me but he has the idea of driving me away from you. Will you let him drive me away from you?”

Qiu Xing immediately replied, “You are saying something silly.”

“Then ignore him, just ignore him completely. Don’t care about him, because this is the best warning for him.” 

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‘Rainy Night Delusions’ was really difficult to play. Xie Yang worked hard in the piano room until bedtime but failed to perform the song smoothly even once. After all, he wasn’t a professional violinist. His skills had to be honed again.

Qin Cheng made a WeChat video call to Xie Yang. He listened to Xie Yang performing and asked, “Mr Verden contacted me and said he could dissuade Tao Yang from changing the track. Do I need to talk to him?”

“No.” Xie Yang put away the violin and moved his stiff fingers. “Tao Yang probably won’t agree. Even if he does, he will definitely ask for something I can’t give him. This is his brand’s show. Since he doesn’t care, why should I worry about him?” 

“How can you not worry…” Qin Cheng suddenly realized something and asked expectantly, “Wait, do you have an idea for adapting ‘Rainy Night Delusions’?”

“Yes, a little bit.” Xie Yang picked up the phone on the table and looked at Qin Cheng on the screen. “I have to thank Tao Yang. Some of his ideas that ordinary people can’t understand have given me inspiration. Since it is ‘Rainy Night Delusions’, how about making the adaptation direction ‘Delusions on a Rainy Night’?”