A bodyguard who can't be an assistant is not a good boyfriend

The palms are on the ground, the elbows are straight and regular, the body rises and falls, the sweat slides down the cheeks, and drips on the floor to form circular water spots.

Yu Fengyan was only wearing a black racerback vest, and the muscles on his shoulders and back were very smooth, tensing or relaxing with his movements, covered with a thin layer of shining sweat.

Having done enough for today, he stopped, exhaled slowly, stood up from the ground, stretched his arms, turned around and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

It has been more than a month since he woke up. After that, he stayed in the hospital for a few days and was approved to be discharged. Wang Yong sent him back to this small rental house where Yu Feng lived. It is not a big place, but there is nothing missing .

Originally, the other party meant to let him go back with him first, and then come back to live after making sure that he has no physical problems. Naturally, Yu Fengyan would not agree. After spending time with people day and night, it is inevitable that more flaws will be discovered.

This month, he has been trying to adapt to this strange place, learning how to survive here, and if he doesn't understand, he will check it on that small mobile phone. This thing is really very convenient.

There is also that square box called a TV, from which he can get a lot of information. He doesn't understand why people appear on it, but this does not prevent him from studying.

The first thing you need to survive is money. People here will store money in a thin card, and a password is required to withdraw it.

When it comes to this, I have to talk about numbers, which are the kind of "text" used to count time on the mobile phone before. The numbers that Wang Yong said before are also composed of such numbers, which is very convenient, especially when calculating certain things.

He felt that the people here were really smart and could think of this method. If they could also use it, it would be much easier to pay in the Yu family's shop.

Having said that, he had thought about the password of that card for a long time, and naturally Wang Yong knew nothing about such a personal matter, and he had no way to ask.

Later, he inadvertently remembered that the other party had mentioned Yu Feng's birthday, and it turned out to be correct after a try. I don't know if it was a coincidence, but he had the same birthday as that person, only six or seven years older than himself.

The payment method here is also quite strange. Most of them use the mobile phone to scan some kind of pattern that he can't understand.

He also made a lot of jokes during the clumsy groping, but fortunately Yu Fengyan thought he was pretty smart, he learned things very quickly, and he would never forget when he succeeded once, and he was a little bit used to it now.

What surprised him the most during this period was this body. In the few days just after he was discharged from the hospital, Wang Yong said that he had been lying in bed for so long and wanted to recover his body functions.

It was incredible, Yu Fengyan had never practiced martial arts because of his body, but every time the opponent attacked, his body would respond subconsciously, just like the instinct left by the original owner.

Although it was much unfamiliar due to the change of inner lining, it was enough for him to be ecstatic. There is nothing he desires more than having a strong body and the ability to fight against others.

Wang Yong didn't doubt that his skill was not as good as before. He just thought it was the recovery period after recovering from a serious illness. He also comforted him not to worry, and after practicing more, he would always return to his previous state.

Yu Fengyan was very happy to keep this body strong, and practiced every day according to the method the other party told him. Every time he felt that kind of strength, he felt that it was a gift from God to him.

When he was wiping his hair and coming out of the bathroom, he heard the phone ringing on the bed. It was still the song that he accidentally set up at the beginning. He really liked the voice of this actor... No, it should be the singer, Wang Yong is so Said.

Going over to pick it up, the word "Brother Yong" was indeed displayed on the screen. No one else will call him here except this person. After pressing the answer button, he put the phone to his ear, "Brother Yong."

"Ah Feng, how is your recovery recently?"

The other party's voice was a little distorted from inside, and it was deeper than his own. Yu Fengyan wiped his hair, turned and sat on the bed, and replied that it was very good.

Hearing this, Wang Yong cared about him again. This person seems to be very busy at work, and they haven't seen each other for a while, and the other party specially asked for leave to take care of him during the few days when he woke up.

After chatting for a while, he turned around and said, "Ah Feng, I mentioned my job to you before, do you remember?"

Yu Fengyan paused, and responded, as if he was talking about the bodyguards of celebrities, which was equivalent to the nature of the guards around him before. He didn't know much about them, and he didn't ask much.

"It's like this," Wang Yong seemed very happy, his voice sounded very brisk, "The celebrity I'm talking to, an artist in her company also wants to hire a bodyguard recently. I think you don't have anything to do right now. Don't come and try?"

"I..." Yu Fengyan was a little hesitant, it's not that he didn't want to go, it's just that now that he is not the former Yu Feng, he doesn't know if he is competent in protecting others.

"You don't have to worry too much. It's a bodyguard. In fact, it's more like hiring a male assistant with decent skills to accompany him. Originally, the artist didn't like people to follow him, but something happened recently, so he hired someone."

Wang Yong persuaded him a few words, paused, and continued: "Of course, if you just don't want to come because of concerns, I won't force you. Anyway, you don't have to worry about work. You can recover your health again. .”

The other party's words have already reached this point, and it seems that it is not good to refuse any more. It will not matter if you try anyway. If they feel that he is not competent, those people will not choose him.

Thinking of this, Yu Fengyan smiled subconsciously, and replied that he didn't have any discomfort in his body, so he could try it.

Hearing his promise, Wang Yong replied heartily. He went to talk to someone, and then sent him the interview time and address, and told him to go shopping and buy a decent dress before hanging up.

After finishing the call with the other party, he put down his cell phone and wiped his hair with a towel in both hands. The cold hair tipped his face and itched, and he wiped it with his fingers.

When he was discharged from the hospital, Wang Yong said that his hair should be cut. He didn't take care of it for two months, and it was so hot in summer. He turned around and took him to push it to cool down like himself.

Yu Fengyan glanced at the less-than-inch-long hair of the other party at that time, smiled and said nothing, perhaps also influenced by his parents' concept of body, hair and skin, he probably would never cut his hair like that.

Thinking of this, he stood up and went into the bathroom again, and brushed his hair in front of the mirror. It seemed impossible for him to stay in the same place as before. It seemed too special to be so short, but it seemed that he really needed to be trimmed. , a little too sloppy now.

After rubbing his half-dry hair, he hung the towel back on the pole, went out to the cabinet and took out a short-sleeved sleeve to put it on. It was white and looked refreshing.

He likes the dressing habits here very much, there is no need to be so rigidly wrapped tightly, even in the hot summer, even girls walking on the street can still show their arms and thighs.

It's just that he often feels that he should not look at evil, and he will avoid his eyes when he sees it. He also dresses neatly in front of people. For example, he will never wear the vest before going out, and he will not wear shorts like many young people. Indecent.

When he was alone in this small house, he would relax a bit. Although it was deserted, it made him feel at ease. He didn't need to panic about his incompatibility, and he didn't need to think twice before speaking for fear of leaking a flaw.

Wang Yong mentioned that Yu Feng's parents divorced and reorganized the family when he was young, and his dependent grandmother also passed away very early, and he didn't have a family, so now he lives alone.

Although he was a little sorry for that person, Yu Fengyan was relieved when he learned about the other party's family affairs. It was a good thing for him that he didn't need to get along with them and pretend to be intimate.

After closing the cabinet door, he picked up his mobile phone and keys, put on his shoes at the door of the house and went out. It was just past nine o'clock at the moment, and he just went out to have breakfast and go to the mall. It is always more formal to meet people.

The location of the house that Yu Feng rented is relatively remote, but the surrounding area is quite popular. There are many shops downstairs, so it is convenient to buy some food, but you still have to go to a far place for clothes.

He ate something casually at a bun shop downstairs to fill his stomach, and went out to walk to the subway station a little farther away. It shouldn't be too crowded at this time.

He later learned that most of the trips here rely on various vehicles. He has never heard of strange shapes, but the speed is very fast. When he was just discharged from the hospital, he was a little panicked.

After adapting for more than a month, he is still somewhat used to it now, but it is limited to the route he often takes, and he will still be dizzy by the intricate routes when he goes to the side.

He didn't go out very often before, he was bored in the huge house all day long, reading books and playing the piano, and only went out occasionally when he inspected the shop, and he was always guided by a servant, so he was not sensitive to directions.

But fortunately, he has a gentle temperament and looks very friendly with a smile on his face. Most people are willing to help when he asks, and some enthusiastic aunts will even guide him.

Occasionally, there would be young girls with red cheeks and inexplicably excited eyes, who would talk together when he turned his head and walked away, such as "be a soldier", "super tall and straight", "you look so handsome when you smile".

He could hear clearly and would smile, but he didn't think it was impolite to talk about men like this, he just felt that his whole body was full of youthful vigor, much more lively.

Wang Yong's news came very quickly. As soon as he stepped on the subway, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated. When he took it out, he saw that the content was an unfamiliar address and time.

At ten o'clock tomorrow morning, he made a note in his mind, wrote the word "thank you" on the screen and sent it out. He was not used to the usage of pinyin, so he didn't use it very much.

I put the phone back in my pocket, and found a vacant seat to sit down. Today is a working day, and this time has already passed the rush hour for work. There are not many people in the subway, and most of them are playing with their phones with their heads down.

After adapting to the cool environment, when he stepped out of the subway station, he was suddenly surrounded by stuffy heat, and even Yu Fengyan frowned subconsciously.

He secretly sighed in his heart that habit is a terrible thing, but in a short period of time, it has been corroded by something called air conditioning, so bad.

The shopping mall is not far from this subway station, and it takes about 10 minutes to walk. There is a row of transportation tools called shared bicycles neatly placed next to it, but he has not yet learned how to use them.

It took almost an hour to take the subway, and it was almost eleven o'clock now, when the sun was strong, he stopped on the way to buy a bottle of ice water, took a small sip and didn't drink much, just to relieve the heat.

Because of his health, he has been on a relatively restricted diet for more than 20 years, and it has become a habit. In the past, in the summer, there would always be chilled sour plum soup at the house, and he could not drink too much. Sometimes it was just a small bowl. To lie down for two days.

So even now, he cherishes his body very much, and will try things that he has never tried before, but he does not allow himself to indulge.

After stepping into the shopping mall, it became much cooler, and the sweat fell off his body instantly. He stood at the door to get used to it, and went to study in front of the sign at the elevator entrance.

The formal clothes here are different from the layered robes with wide sleeves that he knows, and the brief introduction is much neater. He has seen it on TV, so there should be no mistakes in buying it.

The girl who introduced the clothes was very enthusiastic. Knowing that he was for an interview, she helped to choose a set that looked quite satisfactory, without any fancy designs.

This body has a slender waist, long legs, tight muscles, and a neat suit fits him well. The little girl keeps praising him for his good looks, but he himself has no idea about it.

After picking out clothes and trying on a pair of shoes, the outfit for tomorrow is done. Yu Fengyan took out his phone and checked the time. It was past twelve, and he was carrying his bag to find a place to eat.

There were a lot of huge posters in the shopping mall, with beautiful men and women printed on them, he took a few glances and looked away, these people seemed to be called stars, they were equivalent to the actors or actors he knew, but they were more sought after.

He stepped on the elevator to go to the dining floor, wondering if the artist Wang Yong was talking about was the same, wondering if he had a good temperament to get along with.