After being disabled, I hired a bodyguard

He Yanzhi didn't want to discuss this strange issue with the little bodyguard, so he simply didn't say anything, just turned his head to look at the cat standing by the door of the restaurant, and said to himself: What do he have in common with this little beast?

Not at all okay.

Daju wandered around the door for a while and then left. He Yanzhi looked away, sniffed the aroma of pasta, and when he looked down again, he finally knew why Yu Heng had been cooking for so long.

This side is beef and tomato flavored. The ingredients are probably made by himself. The beef is cut into small pieces and covered with a layer. In addition, there are tomato cubes, diced carrots, peas and broccoli for decoration.

The material is very sufficient, and it is very hard to see.

He Yanzhi slowly mixed the noodles and sauce, and suddenly said: "If you go to work in a restaurant, the restaurant will definitely pay you to die."

"why?"

He rolled up the noodles with a fork: "It's a loss to put so much meat."

"That's specially for you," Yu Heng said, got up and went to the kitchen to get something, and put it in front of the other party, "Here, your drink."

He Yanzhi glanced at the glass he handed over in surprise: "What is this?"

"Secret lemon passion fruit, drink it, add sugar, not sour."

"..."

He Yanzhi looked at Yu Heng with a complicated expression: "What is there that you don't know?"

Good looking, good at fighting, and good at cooking, the perfect male god in the minds of many girls.

"Yes." Yu Heng also began to mix his own portion of noodles, "I don't know how to make 0."

He Yanzhi: "?"

What did this guy just say?

Yu Heng's face remained unchanged, as if he didn't say that sentence at all, He Yanzhi looked at him suspiciously for a long time, almost thinking that he heard it wrong.

College students today...

The retired old Yan always felt that the generation gap between himself and the contemporary youth was too great, and he didn't know what to say for a while, so he had to eat in suspense.

Mr. Yan, who usually struggles to eat half a bowl of rice, can eat a whole plate of pasta after a month of hard feeding by the little bodyguard, and after drinking that cup of secret lemon passion fruit, he is already stuffed to death , paralyzed on the sofa and unable to get up.

Daju was sleeping next to him, obviously full, belly up, and snoring.

Yu Heng stroked the cat twice, and suddenly said "um", and touched a bunch of knotted cat hair. After carefully twisting it, it was still sticky, like sugar.

Of course cats don't know how to eat candies themselves, so he looked up at He Yanzhi: "You are really good at it, did you eat candied haws on cats?"

He Yan retorted subconsciously: "When will I..."

No, wait, he did seem to have a cat at the time.

Mr. Yan, who couldn't argue with anything, had to close the wheat, and Yu Heng tried to open the sticky cat hair, but unfortunately the big orange hair was too long, and it had already become a knot.

So he had to take scissors and cut off the cat hair.

Daju didn't know how he was hurt by the shit-shoveling officer when he fell asleep, Yu Heng fiddled with its paws again: "It's too fat, I have to make you lose weight when the spring comes."

He Yanzhi, who had heard this for the second time, looked at him and said in his heart that you should throw away the pile of canned cat food in the bedroom before discussing how to make him lose weight.

It was originally an orange cat, but it was fed so well, it's no wonder it wasn't fat.

Yu Heng moved both "hands-free devices" back to his room, replaced the ordinary cat bowls before, and opened the automatic cat litter box on the balcony, ready to let the cat choose by himself.Then he suddenly shouted: "Didn't you shovel shit for it!"

He Yanzhi was playing matchmaker when he heard this and raised his head: "You still expect me to shovel shit for it?"

What a joke, he is a former superstar who actually shovels the cat's shit himself?Shovel 100 yuan once, ask the little bodyguard if he can do it?

Yu Heng quickly came back after shoveling shit, and ran into the bathroom to wash his hands: "I love cats to the end, Mr. Yan, I bought all these three-piece suits, so what's so difficult about shoveling shit?"

He Yanzhi: "I refuse."

The two of them were chatting here and digesting food after dinner. Yu Heng opened one of the grapefruits he bought, took a fruit knife from the tea table, randomly scratched it a few times, and peeled off the grapefruit skin like petals.

Then he took out a whole piece of fruit and handed it to He Yanzhi, but the other party hid aside with his mobile phone in his hand: "Don't eat it."

"why?"

"It's too full to eat."

Yu Heng looked at him, then peeled off the thin layer of skin outside the fruit, and picked out a few small seeds hidden inside the fruit with the tip of a knife, and handed it over again.

This time He Yanzhi hesitated a little, and reluctantly took it.

Yu Heng: "..."

Oh, there is nothing you can't eat, but you just don't want to peel it.

Sometimes it is very difficult for a lazy person to live. If you eat watermelon and grapes, you don’t want to spit out the seeds. When you eat oranges, you don’t want to peel them. When you eat apples and pears, you have to peel them. When you eat pineapples, you only eat processed ones. Or cherry strawberries - but expensive.

Yu Heng shook his head, and suddenly admired the species of "lazy people" from the bottom of his heart.

The two shared a few grapefruit petals, and He Yanzhi started to yawn, expressing that he wanted to sleep.

He moved a nest for the cat and occupied the entire sofa by himself, but as soon as he lay down, he heard Yu Heng say: "By the way, I forgot to ask you, do you really have no feeling in your legs?"

He Yanzhi had closed his eyes at first, but now he opened them suspiciously: "Yeah, it's not the first day you know."

"Then I massaged you that day, why did you react?"

He Yan was taken aback: "Which day?"

Why is he completely unimpressed?

"Just... the first night of my exam," Yu Heng said, "you fell asleep and I gave you a massage, and you suddenly moved. I wanted to ask you the next day, but I was overwhelmed by that incident. If you interrupt, forget about it.”

He Yanzhi didn't have this memory at all: "Where did I react when you massaged me?"

"I don't remember either." Yu Heng began to feel for the soles of his feet, "I pressed it casually at the time, and I didn't see where it was..."

He Yanzhi didn't have too much hope for himself, and he was skeptical about his words, and because of his drowsiness, he simply ignored it, covered himself with a blanket and prepared to rest.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly felt a strange feeling somewhere, and he couldn't help but "hiss", and opened his eyes suddenly.

Yu Heng stopped his movements, and joy appeared in his eyes - he clearly saw someone's toes move.

Although the range is very small, it does move.

He hurriedly asked, "How do you feel?"

He Yanzhi hadn't felt the parts of his lower body for so long that he felt that they didn't exist at all.He was stunned for a long time before he said very uncertainly, "It's like... the feeling of being numb."

Yu Heng continued to try, but he didn't know which acupuncture point he touched. The feeling was obviously stronger than before. He Yanzhi only felt sore and numb on the soles of his feet, which was very uncomfortable.

But it's uncomfortable, he really felt it.

He couldn't fall asleep at all, so he simply sat up.Because this sliver of consciousness came back too suddenly, he wasn't ready yet, and he didn't even know what expression to put on.

Yu Heng asked softly: "Can you move?"

"Um... no."

There is only a little sensation in the left foot, and it is completely uncontrollable.

"It's okay, take your time." Yu Heng covered him with the blanket, and couldn't help but patted his head. "You obviously have hope to recover, why give up on yourself? If you started exercising earlier, you might have already regain consciousness."

"It's been two months since I fully woke up, and I don't know who told me that if I don't feel conscious for two months, there is no hope..." He Yanzhi said in a low voice, "Besides, my physical condition was very poor at that time. I don’t even have the strength to move, so what exercise do I use?”

Yu Heng sighed softly, and pinched his calf: "Don't worry about that, anyway, you have to listen to me from today on, do you hear me?"

"... When did I not listen to you?" He Yanzhi had a weird expression, "Besides, you touched my head just after touching my feet. Have you washed your hands yet?"

"You still despise your own feet?"

"..."

The two of them suddenly fell silent, and the cat's purring could be heard clearly. After a while, He Yanzhi suddenly opened his mouth. His voice was very soft, and even a little trembling: "Yu Heng, I... am not dreaming, am I?"

The feelings that were forcibly suppressed somehow started to rebel, and they were about to be out of his control. He almost looked away in a panic, but Yu Heng suddenly leaned over and hugged him, and said in a low voice: "No, if you don't believe me... How about you?"

"...It still doesn't work," He Yanzhi quickly regained his composure, took a deep breath, and said in an inaudible voice, "Thank you."

It was like a plant covered with thorns, which had been left in a dark room and no one cared about it. When it was about to die, someone suddenly found it.This person didn't dislike it for having thorns, moved it to the sun, watered and fertilized it, and took good care of it.

So the plant survived and began to sprout leaves and branches again, and perhaps someday in the future, it could still bloom.

He Yanzhi had mixed feelings in his heart, and decided to find a time to thank the elder brother who helped him post the job advertisement.

"Oh, by the way." Seeing that his mood had stabilized, Yu Heng let him go, "I have to go back to school tomorrow, bring some things back, and by the way, choose the topic for the graduation next semester—our school's intranet is outside I often can’t go up.”

"Okay." He Yanzhi did not interfere with the personal freedom of the little bodyguard, "Go ahead and drive my car."

So early the next morning, Yu Heng went back to school to get his things before someone woke up.

The senior year has already ended, and you can leave the school after choosing the subject and confirming the tutor. Before that, many students have gone out to wander, half of the dormitory is empty, and the rest have not yet woken up.

When Yu Heng returned to the dormitory, the building was very quiet, only the sound of getting up early and playing games in the next dormitory could be heard.

He took out the key and opened the door, but as soon as the door was opened, someone suddenly jumped up and hugged him: "Xiao Hengheng! I haven't seen you for a month, miss me?"

Yu Heng was so disgusted by the sound of "Xiao Hengheng" that his skin got goosebumps, he quickly took the other party off his body, and said with a look of disgust, "I haven't seen you for a month, and you're flirting again—how about them?"

"Slip," Fei Zheng closed the door with his hand back, and leaned against it, "You guys are really heartless, Zhou Zichen was abducted by Han Xing as soon as he finished the exam, leaving me here alone Keep an empty room, lonely."

Yu Heng hurriedly stayed away from him, fearing that he might be infected with "gay germs", he spread out his empty suitcase and began to pack his things: "When is the topic selected?"

"In a while, ten o'clock." Fei Zheng leaned in front of him, "Look at your posture...you run away after the election? Don't you even stay overnight?"

"I've moved all the quilts away, where should I sleep?" Yu Heng pulled him aside, "You can go too, with your coquettish appearance, are you afraid that no one will open a room to take you in?"

"Hey," Fei Zheng ignored his words, hooked his neck directly, and asked in a low voice, "Tell me honestly, are you with that... He Yanzhi?"

"I told you I was his bodyguard..."

"Don't explain. An explanation is a cover-up, and a cover-up is the truth," Fei Zheng interrupted him in time. "Based on my intuition and my sensitivity to socialist brotherhood—you are definitely not as simple as being his bodyguard."

"..."

"So just say it straight," Fei Zheng looked expectant, "Are you two on a good terms?"

Yu Heng: "..."