After being disabled, I hired a bodyguard

When Yu Heng came out after washing, he saw He Yanzhi sitting there in a daze, and couldn't help wondering: "What's wrong?"

He Yanzhi handed him the phone and motioned him to read it for himself.

Yu Heng frowned after listening to those voices, and heard the other party say: "It's nothing, just a little emotional."

Yu Heng sighed: "He only tells me about this kind of thing, maybe... he thinks I'm a good person to talk to? Or... We are more like-minded?"

He Yanzhi leaned on the armrest of the wheelchair with his elbow, and supported his head with one hand: "Maybe, I don't know why, sometimes I just want to talk to you, it seems that I will feel better if I tell you."

Yu Heng was thinking about how to respond to Fei Zheng, when he heard this, he raised his head and said with a smile, "So I'm a trash can?"

"Just take it as you are," He Yanzhi raised his eyebrows, "You're not at a loss for a trash can with such a high salary."

Yu Heng couldn't laugh or cry.

After all, Fei Zheng returned home. As for whether he had a showdown with his family or what happened next, he never mentioned it to Yu Heng, so He Yanzhi had no way of knowing. After asking twice, he stopped mentioning it at all.

This was a summer vacation when the little bodyguard had nothing to do. He went home to celebrate his successful graduation with his family, and continued to live with He Yanzhi—because he had nothing to do, his first task became to supervise someone's recovery.

In fact, Mr. Yan is very motivated now, and he doesn't need other people's supervision. Most of the time, Yu Heng is watching him to ensure his safety.

It's not good to work too hard, it's easy to get hurt.

Compared with the future, he still cares more about someone's body.

The temperature in summer was getting higher and higher day by day, He Yanzhi bid farewell to going out completely, only felt that it was not cool outside for 24 hours a day - oh, yes, it was probably three or four o'clock in the morning when he was sleeping soundly.

Even if he lived on the first floor of the villa, the family could not go on without turning on the air conditioner during the day. Yu Heng was fine. The young man was strong and fit, resistant to cold and heat, but He Yanzhi suffered.

Not turning on the air conditioner is simply self-torture. Turning on the air conditioner for a long time can easily cause neuralgia—although the frequency of neuralgia has been extremely low since he regained consciousness, but once he catches a cold, there is still a possibility of a comeback.

So he struggled with whether to turn on the air conditioner or not to turn it on every day.

Mr. Yan said that he hated Xia Tian.

In order to reward him for his hard work every day, Yu Heng filled the refrigerator with all kinds of ice cream, ranging from tens of dollars for a small box to old popsicles for fifty cents a piece.

All kinds of snacks and fruits are also ready, and the express delivery alone has received several boxes.

In this regard, Mr. Yan expressed doubts: he does not seem to be a primary school student who does not do his homework without snacks.

In the blink of an eye, two months passed, from early summer to midsummer, He Yanzhi was finally able to walk swiftly on the balance bar. Although he still had to rely on equipment to support his joints, his pace had gradually approached that of a normal person, only at a slower pace.

In addition to recovering and being intimate with Yu Heng, his daily routine is to abuse dogs on Weibo.

On this day, he was suddenly reminded by fans that the "Dog Abuse Festival" is coming.

At first, he was stunned for a moment, not understanding what this "Dog Abuse Festival" was. It wasn't until he checked the calendar that he realized it was Qixi Festival.

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind - the gift he didn't give Yu Heng on Valentine's Day last time, it should be no problem to make up for it on Qixi Festival, right?

Mr. Yan owed a gift for half a year, and Yu Heng was also forced to delay for another two months because he was drunk on the day of graduation, so he didn't send out the gift he gave.

He Yanzhi has always been a person who "says that the wind is the rain", he decides when to send it, and that is when he will send it.He has already finished the wool felt. In the past six months, he has repeatedly made seven or eight finished products, and finally they are more and more beautiful and realistic. He is very satisfied with the last one and thinks it can be given as a gift.

Because he wanted to surprise Yu Heng, he deliberately held back.

The result was unexpected, Yu Heng's surprise arrived before him.

When he got up in the morning, he saw the little bodyguard busy in the kitchen. He went over and found that the guy was kneading noodles. He thought he was going to eat dumplings at noon, so he asked, "Today is not the time to eat dumplings, is it?"

Yu Heng turned his head and looked at him in surprise: "I don't eat dumplings."

"Then what are you eating? Steamed buns? Pies?"

Yu Heng was silent for a while: "Can't eat noodles?"

He Yanzhi: "?"

There are still people rolling noodles by hand these days?Is it really too idle?

He Yan withdrew in disbelief, until the rice was cooked and the noodles were served, he was dumbfounded.

A bowl full of noodles... only one piece in total.

Not ordinary noodles, but longevity noodles.

He picked up the noodle with his chopsticks, and muttered in a low voice: "Qixi... the tradition is to eat longevity noodles?"

"What Qixi Festival?" Yu Heng said helplessly, "Today is your birthday."

He Yanzhi: "..."

He froze in place with a face full of astonishment, then took out his phone to check the date—August 8th, the seventh day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar.

...It's really his birthday.

Such a coincidence, it actually happened to be on the same day as Qixi Festival.

He had been thinking about Qixi Festival before, but he forgot his birthday instead.

Yu Heng: "With your expression, I have to suspect that the date Xu Zhou told me is fake."

Only then did He Yanzhi come back to his senses: "Did you ask Xu Zhou?"

"I am afraid that the information on the Internet is not accurate, so I will check with him."

"How do you know his contact information?"

"I added him last time he came."

"..."

That's right, this little bodyguard has sneaked into his circle of relationships.

The bowl of noodles was placed in front of him. There were a lot of dishes in it, red and green, and an egg was laid on it. There was a layer of fine oily flowers on the surface of the soup, exuding an incomparably attractive aroma.

He Yanzhi's stomach told him that he was hungry, and his brain was also reminding him why you didn't eat it so delicious, but he just didn't want to move his hands. He stared at the bowl, and suddenly said softly: "I have been eating since I was a child. Big, never had a birthday officially."

Yu Heng was taken aback: "What?"

"You may not believe it when you say it," He Yanzhi smiled bitterly, "The only ones who sent me birthday wishes were my manager and assistants, and besides them, Feng Yi was the only one who invited me to dinner on my birthday. , and only once."

Yu Heng: "..."

"Oh, my fans will definitely wish me happy birthday, but I usually don't go on Weibo that day because I don't want to see someone wishing me 'happy death day'."

"..."

He Yanzhi finally began to rummage through the bowl for one end of the noodle, lowered his eyes, and said inaudibly, "Thank you."

Yu Heng opened his mouth.

He never expected that this would happen. Originally, he just made a very ordinary meal of longevity noodles. After all, he is in his thirties, and he is not a child, so he didn't want to make it too grand.

Who knew that this bowl of noodles seemed to have moved He Yanzhi - he is such a public figure, who would disdain delicacies from mountains and seas, yet he would be moved by a bowl of longevity noodles.

Yu Heng didn't know what to do for a while, and nothing seemed right.

Fortunately, He Yanzhi diverted the topic in time: "But what's wrong with me? I suspect that you are deliberately reminding me that I am one year older."

"...Then next year I won't pass it to you," Yu Heng said jokingly, "I just think this year is a coincidence, it happens to be on the same day as Qixi Festival, which is quite commemorative."

"That's true," He Yanzhi finally found one end of the longevity noodles, stuck between the chopsticks, unable to eat, "Is this really impossible to bite off?"

Yu Heng didn't expect him to really believe it, so he couldn't help laughing: "Why don't you bite it off and eat it?"

He Yanzhi: "..."

Sorry, this really can't be done.

He took a sip of the soup, and the rich aroma immediately spread between his lips and teeth. He couldn't help admiring in his heart that a bowl of noodles could be made so delicious, and he would never learn this skill in his life.

Yu Heng's bowl was made of ordinary noodles. He Yanzhi looked at it and asked, "Why don't you make a whole bowl of noodles for yourself?"

"It's not my birthday," Yu Heng said, "Of course, the main reason is that it's too troublesome."

He Yanzhi said "hmm": "Then you all know my birthday, so let's reciprocate, when is your birthday?"

"It's still early, November 11."

He Yanzhi felt that he couldn't remember, so he specially added a memo on his phone: "So the day you came to apply for this job, did you just celebrate your birthday?"

"Ah."

"You reminded me." His expression suddenly became a little strange, "In a few days, it seems to be the first anniversary."

Yu Heng didn't understand, his mind was still on the last topic, and he couldn't jump over with him: "What first anniversary?"

One year anniversary?Obviously not here yet.

"Well," He Yanzhi said vaguely, "the one-year anniversary of the car accident."

Yu Heng: "..."

This kind of thing...is there still a need for an anniversary...

He Yanzhi probably also felt that the wording was inappropriate: "Well, in short, it's...you understand."

Yu Heng laughed: "I understand, I understand. Eat quickly, the noodles will soften after a while."

He Yanzhi nodded. Just as he took a bite of the egg, the phone suddenly rang inappropriately. He frowned, thinking that whoever was so ignorant called him at noon, and looked at the caller ID——Xu Zhou.

Xu Zhou hasn't contacted him by phone for a long time, at most he talked in the WeChat group, he hesitated a little, but still picked up the phone: "What's wrong?"

"Brother Yan, happy holidays," Xu Zhou's voice came through the receiver, "Did your little bodyguard celebrate your birthday?"

He Yanzhi glanced at Yu Heng who was sitting opposite him: "It's passing."

Xu Zhou: "That's good. I'm just here to supervise him. This kid asked me about your birthday a long time ago. I'll see if he's talking on paper or he's really taking action."

Because of the close distance, Yu Heng could hear the contents of the phone clearly, and his expression suddenly became subtle.

"You are the only one who supervises others?" He Yanzhi sneered, "Didn't you just make a phone call yourself? I really wish me a happy holiday and take some practical actions."

"I'm busy, I wanted to send you something," Xu Zhou said, "Well, but... you give Yu Heng your phone."

He Yanzhi: "?"

Want to whisper in front of his face?

He handed over the phone with an inexplicable expression on his face, Yu Heng was also very cooperative, and immediately turned down the volume: "You say."

He Yanzhi listened attentively, but the voice was so low that he didn't hear what Xu Zhou said clearly. He saw Yu Heng get up and go to the tea table to get a pen and paper, and write down a string of phone numbers: "Can I go today too?" ? Will they be busy on Qixi Festival?"

"...Well, okay, I'll call and ask about it later."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, and He Yanzhi hurriedly asked, "What? Where are you going in the afternoon?"

Yu Heng sat back and continued to eat: "I don't want you to go, you can recover at home with peace of mind."

He Yanzhi: "..."

Listen, is this human?

On Chinese Valentine's Day plus his birthday, he was actually allowed to recover?

It's no different from asking Yu Wei to do homework on New Year's Eve.