老攻身患绝症[穿书]

Chapter 69

Xie Yang silently counted as he went upstairs.

One, two, three… 

“Xie Yang.”

Xie Yang’s lips curved up and then he quickly controlled it. He stopped and looked back. “Is there something?”

Qiu Xing saw Xie Yang’s calm face and the question, ‘Why aren’t you grabbing my hand today?’ rolled around in his throat. He couldn’t say it and finally choked out a sentence. “It’s nothing.” Then he strode to his study and closed the door hard.

Xie Yang smiled and continued upstairs. 

At 10 o’clock in the evening, Qiu Xing tidied up his hair, pulled his dressing gown and sat in a chair closest to the door, waiting for the mouse to come. He concluded that if Xie Yang didn’t hold his hand when going upstairs then Xie Yang would definitely knock on the door before going to bed. Lately, this sticky bad thing would never be obedient without touching Qiu Xing’s hand for the day.

At 10 o’clock, there was no knock on the door.

Qiu Xing sat in a different position.

10:20 and there still wasn’t a knock on the door.

Qiu Xing started to frequently watch the time.

At 10:30, there was still nothing at the door.

“Staying up late again!”

Qiu Xing opened the door, strode up to the third floor and knocked on Xie Yang’s door. After a long time, the door opened. Xie Yang stood there with sleepy eyes, messy hair and pyjamas askew. He frowned and asked, “What is it?” 

Qiu Xing’s gloomy and angry expression froze. His eyes uncontrollably moved over Xie Yang’s body before he reluctantly retracted his gaze and asked in a dry voice, “You… were sleeping?”

Xie Yang stared at Qiu Xing for two seconds before closing the door.

“Wait a minute.” Qiu Xing hurriedly reached out and pressed his hand against the door. His eyes shifted to Xie Yang’s slender fingers holding the door. Finally, he met Xie Yang’s eyes full of sleepiness and anger and he asked, “Did you… have your glass of milk today?”

“……” 

Xie Yang closed the door with no emotion. Then he smiled at the closed door before opening it again. Seeing Qiu Xing’s gloomy face, he leaned forward and grabbed Qiu Xing’s hand. “Good night.” Then he took back his hand and closed the door again.

After a while, there was a hum of anger and pride outside the door. Then the sound of footsteps heading away. Xie Yang smiled again and returned to the bed. He picked up the script on the bedside table and continued reading.

Zhou Huairen's movie this time was called 'I see Xuanyuan'. It was set in the Republic of China and was about the decline of a large family in that turbulent era.

The role Xie Yang was auditioning for was the youngest son of the Su family who returned home from studying abroad. He was a pampered young master full of perfect ideals.