After being disabled, I hired a bodyguard

Although the wheelchair has already shown "low battery", Mr. Yan always has unrealistic illusions about it, thinking that it can last for another two days.

Then he was slapped in the face by the speed of light.

He looked down - the structure of this thing is different from that of ordinary wheelchairs. The rear wheels are small and placed on the back. There is a device on it, which can be switched to hand pushing with a push, but it is limited to pushing from behind, and he can't do it himself. operate.

It is nothing more than saying "the chain is lost at a critical moment".

Mr. Yan had [-] words of "He's swear words" in his heart, but finally he had to ask for foreign help. He looked at Yu Heng in embarrassment: "Then what, can you help me?"

Yu Heng raised his eyebrows, and he knew from his expression that he was desperately trying to hold back a smile, then he pretended not to hear, passed in front of the other party, and went to get something from the refrigerator.

He Yanzhi: "..."

Very good, he remembered this little bodyguard.

After Yu Heng finished taking things, he passed in front of him for the second time, and even whistled.

He Yanzhi gritted his teeth, and dialed the handle twice, trying to save himself.

However, no electricity is no electricity, and nothing can be squeezed out.

He murmured "There are only three things" in his heart, if the little bodyguard pretended not to see, then he...it seemed like he couldn't do anything with him.

Yu Heng has been with him for two months, and he has already got a thorough understanding of a certain person's habits, what kind of jokes are within his tolerance range, and what kind of jokes will really make him angry.

So he didn't turn a blind eye to it for the third time, and directly stepped forward to grab the opponent's knee, picked him up, and put him on the sofa.

Then ask, "Do you have a spare battery?"

"Yes," He Yanzhi stretched out his hand and pointed, "It should be placed against the wall in that room. You can hold it for me and charge this one by the way."

Yu Heng removed the dead battery and took a look, and sure enough, he saw an identical battery.

This room is also a bedroom, but no one lives in it, and he used it to put some messy things.Yu Heng charged the battery, installed the spare one in the wheelchair, and turned on the power switch.

no response.

He tried a few more times, and then asked inexplicably, "I said, have you charged this battery?"

He Yanzhi looked up in surprise: "What? The backup battery needs to be charged? Shouldn't it be full?"

Yu Heng: "..."

Yes, he is very sure that this big star really knows nothing but filming and spending money.

The little bodyguard carried the battery back in silence, charged the two batteries together, and said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to move around freely today, Mr. Yan."

He Yanzhi: "..."

There was an awkward atmosphere in the air.

He Yanzhi was silent for a while, and asked himself in his heart: Why didn't you buy an electric and hand-cranked one at that time?

It's good that Yu Heng is at home, what if Yu Heng is not?

Does he want to use a crawler?

He covered his forehead and said weakly: "It's okay, you go...to cook."

Mr. Yan made a deep remorse for his mentally handicapped behavior, and was hesitating whether to buy another wheelchair when his cell phone rang suddenly.

The caller showed an unfamiliar number, He Yanzhi was taken aback for a moment, then picked it up: "Hello?"

There was silence on the other side of the phone. Just when he thought it was a harassing call, a voice suddenly came: "Brother Yan? Is it really you?"

He Yanzhi: "?"

Why is this voice so familiar?

He recalled it quickly, then opened his eyes slightly: "You..."

"It's me, Xu Zhou," the other party seemed quite excited, "I finally got in touch with you, Brother Yan, you just disappeared as soon as you said it, and I have been looking for you for half a year."

He Yanzhi fell silent - Xu Zhou was his manager, and he hadn't contacted him since he was discharged from the hospital in a car accident.

Xu Zhou heard that he had lost his voice, and said again: "Brother Yan? Are you still there?"

He Yanzhi: "How do you know my number?"

"The driver told me that you used this number to contact him once," Xu Zhou said, "Don't worry, I didn't tell anyone else, and he only told me."

He Yanzhi frowned: "Why are you looking for me? Didn't we agree at the time that we would never contact each other again?"

"Brother Yan, what you said is really hurtful," Xu Zhou smiled wryly, "We've been working together for three years anyway, you can leave as soon as you say, and the studio doesn't care, I don't want anything, I... "

He Yanzhi didn't know what to say. Everything was handled hastily at the time. Firstly, he was seriously lacking in energy. Secondly, he was really not in the mood to care about these things. After he was discharged from the hospital, he changed his mobile phone and changed his house. , A person is cultivating here.

Xu Zhou sighed: "I know you won't continue filming anymore, and I didn't want to disturb you, it's just... Isn't it that "Deserve It" is about to start broadcasting? If you want to play the leading role, you have to know, right? I just came to inform you."

"I already know," said He Yanzhi, "Is there anything else?"

Xu Zhou was silent for a long time: "Brother Yan, can I go and see you?"

He Yanzhi pinched the center of his brows wearily - he really didn't want to get involved with these people anymore, but after all, he was also his manager, and he was the most satisfied one among the eight managers.

He thought for a while and asked, "How are you doing now?"

"It's okay. After the studio was disbanded, we went our separate ways, but we still keep in touch occasionally. Everyone has the ability, so just change the environment and continue working." Xu Zhou said, "I really don't mean anything else, Yan Brother, we haven't seen each other for so long...Are you free tomorrow? If I'm free, I'll go over, I've bought everything, if I really don't have time...then forget it."

He Yanzhi said in his heart that he is a salted fish who has nothing to do, so why is he free?

After all, the manager is not an ordinary friend. After thinking about it, he felt that it would be okay to meet each other, so he asked, "Is it just you?"

"It's just me. I asked Xiao Yang. She said that she was too busy recently and couldn't find time, so I was alone."

Xiao Yang's name is Yang Xinnan, and he is He Yanzhi's assistant.

It would be much more convenient if there was only one person, He Yanzhi agreed happily: "Okay, then come over tomorrow afternoon, after three o'clock."

"Okay," Xu Zhou said, "Brother Yan, do you live now...?"

"Xinyue Community, call me when you arrive, and I'll send someone to pick you up," He Yanzhi urged, "Don't bring me a tail, and don't tell anyone."

"That's for sure," Xu Zhou agreed, "Then we'll see you tomorrow."

He Yanzhi hung up the call, feeling a bit uncomfortable for some reason.

Yu Hengyi listened for a long time at the door of the kitchen, and then stepped forward: "What happened?"

"It's nothing, my manager said that he will come to see me tomorrow—the former manager." He Yanzhi was a little out of shape, "It's been a long time since I saw you, let him come."

Yu Heng: "..."

Ex...why is this word used so strangely?

There is no incumbent at all.

"Your eighth manager?" He said as he opened the suitcase and began to pack his things. "How good is your relationship?"

"It's okay, there are not many people who can tolerate me, and he is one of them." He Yanzhi looked at him, "He is quite a nice person, no matter how I scold him, he doesn't answer back, it's completely opposite to my personality."

Yu Heng: "..."

It seems that Mr. Yan can only get along with such people.

"I'll see what he brings tomorrow." He Yanzhi leaned back on the sofa, "If he brings fruit, it will be the last time we meet."

Yu Heng: "..."

The little bodyguard shook his head, and took advantage of the boring time to pack up the things he brought back.

Daju was full, and came out of the bedroom on catwalks, leaned over to him and looked curiously, and stretched out his claws to grab the edge of the box.

Yu Heng tried to drive it away, but unexpectedly the flexible fat man turned around and jumped into the box.

Yu Heng: "..."

You should never try to fight a cat who is interested in a box.

He Yanzhi's wheelchair is temporarily off duty, and if Yu Heng doesn't hug him, he can't leave the square inch, and he has nothing to do, he can only watch him tidy up.

He took out the clothes in the box, revealing the bottom of the box.

He Yanzhi caught it keenly, and asked curiously: "What is that, a photo?"

Yu Heng paused.

It is indeed a photo, a familiar family portrait, with a frame, which can stand on the bedside.

"Isn't this... the one on your bookcase?" He Yanzhi was a little surprised, "Why did you take it back?"

"It's not the one in the bookcase, but the photo is indeed the same. I washed two of them at one time, one in the study and one in a drawer in my bedroom."

Yu Heng picked up the photo and rubbed it lightly through the glass: "Sometimes I really regret it. If I had taken my mother for a check-up earlier, maybe there would have been a chance for treatment, maybe she wouldn't have left?"

He Yanzhi didn't know what to say. He hadn't been close to his mother since he was a child, and he didn't understand the relationship between a normal person and his mother, so he didn't dare to speak rashly.

After a while he whispered, "Can I have a look?"

Yu Heng simply handed him the photo, dumped the cat out, and closed the empty suitcase.

The photo should have been taken many years ago. The family of four in it are all smiling happily. Yu’s father is much younger than now, Yu Heng is still a student and looks childish, and Yu Wei is even younger. Did not go to kindergarten.

Yu's mother in the photo is very temperamental, she looks like a lady at first glance, He Yanzhi doesn't know how to describe it, her first feeling is "it's a pity that such a person is gone".

Thinking about my own mother, I also felt that "there is such a big gap between people".

He studied the photos for a while, then raised his head and said, "Is your family defaulting to not mentioning her during the Chinese New Year? I don't see anyone mentioning her, and I didn't dare to ask."

Yu Heng nodded: "I used to mention her, but every time I mentioned her, the atmosphere would become very strange, and the new year is not going well, so I simply stopped mentioning her."

He took the photo returned by He Yanzhi: "Now we go to visit the grave every year on Qingming and her death day. At other times, we take the initiative to avoid talking about her."

He sighed softly: "Since she's gone, my family has stopped playing mahjong during Chinese New Year. Thinking about all these years... Thanks to you this year, I have to say thank you to you."

When He Yanzhi let him boast so much, he actually felt embarrassed, and said vaguely: "No...losing money, who wouldn't..."

Yu Heng raised his eyebrows, put aside the topic of "mother" temporarily, and moved to He Yanzhi's side: "Then I hope you——go to my house to lose money next year, and the year after that."

He Yanzhi looked at him, and suddenly laughed: "Okay, I can still afford to lose this little money, as long as you invite me, I will definitely go."