老攻身患绝症[穿书]

Chapter 141

On the way back to Rongding, Xie Yang quickly flipped through the content of the fan work that Qiu Xing liked.

It was a cute pet story. In the story, Xie Yang suddenly turned into a small animal with big furry ears and was carried by Qiu Xing in his pocket to work. After a period of ‘pet’ life, Xie Yang turned back into a human but he had a hidden pair of ears and a fluffy tail that could be freely released. 

At the end of the story, Qiu Xing and the human-shaped Xie Yang with ears and tail did it and it was a HE.

Xie Yang, “……”

A fan’s imagination was really a magical thing. It might be connected to the Internet. Objectively speaking, the fan who wrote this was very good. The interactions in the story were cute and warm. The smut in the back was more cryptic and brief but it was also very fascinating.

So… Qiu Xing actually liked this? Xie Yang suddenly felt that he didn’t understand Qiu Xing enough. 

The elevator opened and Xie Yang stepped in. Then he clicked on the comments under the Weibo post. This novel originally only had a few hundred comments. After Qiu Xing liked it, the number of comments quickly soared to the thousands and was still increasing. The first hot comment was the excitement of the author.

Setting Sail: Ahhhhhhh! Am I dreaming? I’m not dreaming, am I? Sisters, shake me! It turns out that Mr Qiu also reads fan works. The dimensional wall…. ahhhhhhhhh! No, I’m not crazy! I can support for another 10,000 years!

The second, third and fourth hot comments were all dominated by new comments. The content of the comments were very unified. They were basically question marks, exclamation marks, screams and howls. From time to time, a fan also asked how Qiu Xing’s spirit was now.

Yang Xing: The point of this like means that Mr Qiu likes this style of Yang Yang? Mr Qiu always likes to put Yang Yang in his pocket to go to work and wants to rub his paws and ears? Ohhh, my nosebleed!

…In short, the style was indescribable.

Ding.

The elevator arrived. Xie Yang withdrew from the fans’ unscrupulous comments, put away his phone and strode toward the small bedroom behind the office. The door opened and the room was quiet. Qiu Xing was lying on the bed with closed eyes like he was asleep.

Xie Yang went to the bedside and quietly watched Qiu Xing pretending to sleep. 

One minute… two minutes… three minutes…

Qiu Xing turned over and seemed to push the quilt away unintentionally.

Scheming mouse.

Xie Yang finally moved. He sat down on the edge of the bed, helped pull the quilt and touched Qiu Xing’s face. Then his fingers moved to pull Qiu Xing’s ear. Qiu Xing froze slightly and his eyelashes trembled, but he was still ‘asleep’. 

Very good, very stable.

Xie Yang took out his phone, turned to the fan work and read slowly, “The sun shone warmly on Qiu Xing’s face through the curtains. He opened his eyes and habitually touched his hand to the side. However, he didn’t find the person he was familiar with. He only touched something furry—”