After being disabled, I hired a bodyguard

Mr. Yan was instantly shocked by this question, so that he couldn't recover for a long time, and finally he swallowed: "What... mean? What do you want to do?"

"Nothing, just curiosity." Yu Heng didn't change his face, as if he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his question at all, he was still looking at the other person's calf, "Because I also saw it when I was giving you a bath..."

He Yanzhi suddenly had a bad premonition, anticipating that the topic would go in a direction that is not suitable for children, so he hurriedly stopped him: "Shut up, if you dare to speak out, I will deduct your salary."

"Okay," Yu Heng followed suit and covered the quilt back again, "I won't say anything."

He Yanzhi snorted, and just about to say "you're sensible", when the other party pushed him in a very ignorant way: "Go in."

He Yanzhi frowned: "Why?"

"Sleep," Yu Heng said calmly, "Although it's still early for me, it's not impossible to accompany you to sleep earlier."

He Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then was shocked: "You want to sleep with me?"

"Can't you?" Yu Heng raised his eyebrows, "Anyway, the bed is so big, it's more than enough for two people to lie on it."

"...Who allowed you to sleep here?"

"Aren't I worried about you?" Yu Heng portrayed himself as an upright gentleman, "You just went down with a fever, what if it flares up again at night? Personal bodyguards, bodyguards, why don't I take care of you personally?"

He Yanzhi: "..."

Is that what "close fit" means?

Before he had time to refuse, the other party actually pushed him gently to the inside of the bed.Yu Heng lay down next to him very naturally, and reached out to grab his quilt.

He Yanzhi quickly patted his hand away: "You still want to sleep with me?!"

Yu Heng drew back immediately, and said as if nothing had happened: "You think too much, I just want to cover you with the quilt, so you don't catch a cold."

He Yanzhi: "..."

I believe in you.

Yu Heng went to the closet to find another quilt, and lay down on the bed again, only two quilts separated him from a certain past celebrity.

He Yanzhi was staring at the ceiling intently, and finally couldn't help saying: "I said, it's not until nine o'clock, can you go to study during this good time? Don't you want to take the postgraduate entrance examination?"

"Don't worry," Yu Heng remained unmoved, "It won't matter if you miss a day of study, your safety is important."

He Yanzhi: "..."

The translation is not "6 yuan is important", it is a thousand-year-old fox, what kind of Liaozhai.

The dignified star was left speechless by a mere bodyguard. He took a deep breath and decided not to be as knowledgeable as this guy.

When he was trying to sleep, the other party suddenly said, "By the way, I have something to ask you."

He Yanzhi gritted his teeth and said, "Say."

Yu Heng turned his head and looked at him with incomparably sincere eyes: "Your gay circle...is it really 'lonely without 1, floating 0 all over the ground'?"

He Yanzhi: "..."

Mr. Yan was silent for half a minute before he struggled to pick up his tongue: "Where... did you hear this?"

"My roommate is gay," Yu Heng sold Fei Zheng without hesitation, proving how plastic this brotherhood is, "He told me every day that he couldn't find a 1—I think you two are quite empty Lonely, how about I introduce you to each other?"

Just as He Yanzhi opened his mouth to say "I'm not interested in children", Yu Heng has already vetoed himself: "No, although it is said that 'when two subjects meet, there must be an attack', but I don't think either of you can attack Wake up, forget it, I'm afraid you won't be lovers, but sisters instead."

He Yanzhi: "..."

Is it too late to fire him now?

Yu Heng continued to challenge the employer's bottom line: "Did you use to be more than 1, or more than 0?"

He Yanzhi resisted the urge to slap money on his face to make him go away, always reminded himself that it was already late, even if he wanted to resign, he would talk about it tomorrow, almost gritted his teeth and said, "It depends on the situation."

"for example?"

"Be 1 for nothing, 0 for love."

Yu Heng looked at him with particularly deep eyes, and he wanted to say something, but He Yanzhi immediately stopped him: "Say one more word, get out of bed now."

Yu Heng shut his mouth quite "tactfully", turned off the light, and fell asleep with his back on his back.

He Yanzhi's ears finally calmed down, he let out a breath, and wondered what the hell he had hired.

This kind of thing must not stay for long.

Mr. Yan silently made up his mind, but unfortunately, this determination was quickly washed away by the rising sleepiness, and he didn't know where it went to the other side of the ocean.

He thought that he hadn't slept in the same bed with anyone for a long time, and he would definitely not be able to sleep with a living creature next to him, but for some reason, within 10 minutes he was submerged in darkness, and he didn't even bother with nightmares.

Even the neuralgia, which must be reported every night, fled in desperation like encountering a magical beast in a town house, not daring to attach himself to him.

It's so weird.

Could it be that this little bodyguard has some kind of magical power?

Yu Heng didn't know what kind of magic power he had, and he completely forgot what He Yanzhi said about "something will happen at night". He only listened to the other person's breathing gradually stabilized, and after making sure he was asleep, he took out his mobile phone ——Start memorizing words.

Some people seem to be able to pass the Qingbei exam without studying, but they still have to secretly recite vocabulary in the dead of night.

The screen of the small mobile phone emitted a faint light, illuminating his face. Yu Heng kept reciting words until he fell asleep, his mind was full of English letters, and he had long forgotten the person beside him.

For the whole night, nothing happened.

Early the next morning, Yu Heng was woken up by a phone call.

Because the class had already ended, he usually didn't get up so early, around 08:30, but this call was like an alarm clock, giving him the illusion that "it's time to go to class".

He woke up in an instant, quickly connected and said "Hello", and heard a familiar voice growl over there: "Yu Heng! Where the hell have you been!"

The call was from Fei Zheng, Yu Heng was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at He Yanzhi who was still sleeping, and hurried to the balcony: "I'm outside..."

Fei Zheng: "Who are you with?! You were posted on Weibo, do you know?"

Yu Heng: "..."

I really don't know.

He was silent for a moment: "When did it happen?"

"Last night," Fei Zheng spoke quickly, as if he was in a hurry, "I found out this morning, and I didn't know until someone told me. The person who hung up on you is a school girl from our school. She was filming in the hospital yesterday. I took a picture of you and posted it on Weibo."

Yu Heng instantly recalled—the two female college students who had been watching him in the hospital yesterday.

Actually the same school?What a coincidence.

So he asked: "What did I do to hang me?"

"It's not that you did anything!" Fei Zheng became furious, "She just thought you were handsome so she photographed you for blogging, but someone recognized that behind you... there is a star who is black on the Internet! That He Yanzhi... ...How on earth did you get involved with him?!"

After thinking about it for a while, Yu Heng felt that the other party's tone was really urgent, which sounded like a big deal, so he said truthfully: "I mentioned to you two days ago that I was working as a bodyguard outside..."

"The size of the bodyguard!" Fei Zheng obviously didn't believe it. "Who is He Yanzhi? Can he be a big star without a bodyguard? Still want to hire him?"

Yu Heng glanced at He Yanzhi through the window between the balcony and the bedroom, and said in a low voice, "It's not like you don't know that he's gone."

"You're still a star when you're out of breath!" Fei Zheng forced the topic back, "It's not that you don't talk about those useless things, what should you do now, I already contacted that junior girl this morning to ask her to delete Weibo, But the original blog was deleted, and the photos saved by others are still there, you... you are asking for more blessings."

Yu Heng: "..."

How to say it as if he was going to die with honor?

Isn't it just being posted on Weibo, a handsome guy like him with 360 degrees and no dead ends, is he afraid that others will post his photos?

joke.

Yu Heng sneered inwardly, and hung up the phone.

When he returned to the bedroom from the balcony, he saw that He Yanzhi, who had fallen asleep 2 minutes ago, was opening his eyes, looking very awake.

Even a little serious.

At this moment, Yu Heng's mobile phone suddenly rang a payment notification sound from a certain payment software.

He looked down—someone transferred 1 yuan to himself.

It is none other than He Yanzhi.

Yu Heng raised his head in doubt, not knowing what happened to this difficult employer, so he heard the other party say: "I promised you that day, and I will pay you [-] in advance when I take care of you. I don't have dementia, so I still remember."

A "?" appeared slowly on Yu Heng's head.

He Yanzhi: "You can leave if you don't want to do it. Speaking of which, you have only worked for two days, so I can't give you [-] yuan."

Yu Heng looked at him with a complicated expression, thinking that this guy might be overthinking, he coughed: "Wait, did you misunderstand something?"

"what?"

"When did I say I quit?"

He Yanzhi: "Didn't you get ripped off?"

Yu Heng: "Did you hear that? Your home's sound insulation is not good."

He Yanzhi: "No, I just heard about 'photos', and I searched it on Weibo, and I knew it naturally."

Yu Heng: "..."

This phone call took less than 5 minutes in total, and your speed is really fast.

Yu Heng sighed, looked at the 1 yuan that had just arrived, and said helplessly: "I didn't say I was going to resign, okay, isn't it just a Weibo? You know—there is always such a 'wall' in universities, the confession wall , or complain about the wall, students often leave messages on the wall, and then forwarded by the wall—have you heard of it?”

"I heard it a little bit," He Yanzhi nodded, "So?"

"When I was in college, basically I received four confessions in a semester, once a month." Yu Heng said, "If girls who like me confess to me, naturally there will be boys who like them to scold me. Are your fans and blacks the same reason?"

He Yanzhi frowned, thinking that what he said made sense, but there was something wrong.

"So, I was the one who was beaten up by sixteen boys - of course, I picked sixteen in the end - friend of girls, public enemy of men, do you think I will be afraid of your fans? "

He Yanzhi: "..."

What is there to be proud of in such a thing?

As Yu Heng said, he stretched out his hand and patted the other person's palm: "I will accept the 1 yuan, and I will work hard, Mr. Yan."