After being disabled, I hired a bodyguard

With the expression of "I haven't woken up yet, I must be dreaming" on He Yan's face, Yu Heng couldn't help laughing and stood up: "Okay, are there any scissors?"

"I'm afraid I'll become a 'half-way monk' after you cut it for me," He Yanzhi said, "Let's discuss it. It's okay to cut it, but cut it less."

Yu Heng agreed straight away: "No problem."

He Yanzhi then stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the living room: "There is a drawer under the coffee table, and there are a lot of messy things in it, go find it."

After he said this, he suddenly regretted it again—the "cut less" he thought and the "cut less" that the barber thought were not the same concept at all...

So the fear of "I'm going to be bald" appeared in his heart, and Yu Heng had already happily dug out a set of hairdressing tools from the drawer, and said with great surprise: "You really have everything in your house."

He Yanzhi: "..."

Regret is regret.

There is a full-length mirror near the entrance in the living room, Yu Heng pushed him to the front, thought for a while, moved a chair, and reached out to hug him.

He Yanzhi dodged instinctively: "Why?"

Yu Heng: "You'd better sit on the chair and I'll cut it for you. I think your wheelchair is very high-end, and it should be expensive. What if a stubble gets stuck in it and breaks it?"

He Yanzhi: "Just pay me one more time."

"I'm so poor, how can I afford to pay?" Yu Heng smiled meaningfully, "Or if you accept the py deal, I can also consider it."

After hearing this, He Yanzhi's hairs stood on end.The retired old Mr. Yan was once again refreshed by the college students of the new era. He shook his head again and again, pointed to the chair, and motioned for the other party to hug him quickly.

Yu Heng's scheme succeeded, and he transferred his Jingui's employer from the wheelchair to the chair, and said with reason: "Then I really cut it?"

"Cut it, cut it," He Yanzhi had given up struggling, "I beg you to be merciful, I can cut my hair, but don't cut my ears."

... President Yan's requirements have been as low as "as long as the ears are not cut off".

The little bodyguard probably felt that this employer was too expensive, and even his hair cost a few dollars a piece, so he cut it very carefully.

Sitting in front of the mirror, He Yanzhi had nowhere to go but looked at himself in the mirror—he was quite confident in his appearance at first, and felt that there were no girls and boys he couldn't fascinate, but when he He really looked at it carefully, and suddenly felt that this face was too pale, and there were some traces of light blue under his eyes, which proved that he often couldn't sleep well at night.

At first glance, he looked like he was recovering from a serious illness.

On the other hand, Yu Heng and him are obviously two extremes. This young man seems to have endless energy, always full of enthusiasm and vitality, as bright as the sun, and as warm as the sun.

When this ray of sunlight shines in, he is like a plant in a dark room that urgently needs photosynthesis. Even if the roots are rooted in the soil and cannot move, the stems and leaves will try their best to attract the light, even twisting themselves into strange postures. To the sun, he will be able to survive.

The scissors squeaked softly beside his ear, He Yanzhi heard the slight movement, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Yu Heng's hand passing by from time to time, and suddenly he asked: "What do you think ... what age is 30 years old? "

"Huh?" Yu Heng didn't expect him to ask this suddenly, he was a little surprised, "Is it the age to start a family, what's the matter?"

He Yanzhi: "Then you think I'm unmarried..."

"Why, do you want to start a family?" Yu Heng looked at him in the mirror, the corners of his mouth seemed to be uneven, and began to curl up again, "Boss Yan, you have such high eyesight, who are you looking for? Who can marry you?" Fayan, tell me quickly and let me listen."

He Yanzhi: "..."

This kid, no, this grandson really has a way of pretending to be stupid.

"The other party must be very handsome, right?" Yu Heng continued to lower his head to cut his hair, "Is he taller than you, younger than you, has a better personality than you, and takes special care of you?"

He Yanzhi: "..."

Is this the highest level of boasting yourself?

"Oh, I'm so moved." Yu Heng lifted a lock of broken hair in front of his forehead, closed the scissors lightly, and the cut hair slipped down his fingers, "Who the hell is that?" , Mr. Yan, just satisfy my curiosity?"

"...It doesn't matter who he is," He Yanzhi almost gritted his teeth, "what matters is that he has a fatal flaw."

"what?"

"He is poor."

Yu Heng snapped his fingers.

"Only knowing each other for three days, he cheated me of 6 yuan," He Yanzhi said heartbrokenly, "The cost seems a bit too high, I have to think about it carefully——I am now a disabled person who is receiving insurance money , the income is meager, and I can’t make ends meet, maybe one day I will be so poor that I will beg on the street, and I really can’t afford the salary of [-] yuan.”

Yu Heng tried his best to hold back his laughter. It was the first time he heard a celebrity with a net worth of over [-] million crying about being poor.

"To be honest, I really only want to pay six thousand," He Yanzhi sighed, "unless he..."

He was just halfway through speaking, when he raised his eyes, he suddenly met Yu Heng's gaze from the mirror.The other party's eyes were quite playful, and when he just stared at him without saying a word, he actually felt a little guilty.

It's really strange, why is he guilty?

He Yanzhi coughed: "Unless he won't run away halfway through work, and doesn't dislike the old, weak, sick and disabled, then I will consider continuing to hire him."

Yu Heng thought to himself—the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled, Mr. Yan's position for himself is really accurate.

It took up four at once, which is actually quite powerful.

He pretended to be nonchalant, but he guessed in his heart what the other party wanted to test him, so he said: "30 years old is considered old? Then how do you let people who are 70 or [-] years old live? And... If you don't say that you are [-] years old, you basically have nothing to do." People can see it."

He Yanzhi didn't believe it: "Is it true?"

"You'll know when you look in the mirror." Yu Heng also trimmed the hair on the other side of his forehead. Once the hair was cut short, the eyebrows were exposed, and even the scar on the eyebrows was also exposed.

He Yanzhi didn't quite get used to it, couldn't help frowning, and then let go.He carefully looked at himself in the mirror: "I think I look like eighteen."

"Yes yes yes, you will always be eighteen." Yu Heng gestured with a comb twice, "Why is your hair so frizzy, let me spray you with some water."

After he finished speaking, he put down his things and looked for the kettle. He Yanzhi looked at his back in the mirror, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

If you don't dislike him for being old, then it's easy to handle.

He just expressed it clearly enough, if the little bodyguard still doesn't refuse, it means that he is really interested in him.

That being the case, don't blame him for being rude, even though it is a "tender grass", he still dares to speak.

Boss Yan was running wild in his mind, looking forward to the future, but suddenly a voice came in out of time, and let out a coquettish "meow".

He Yanzhi lowered his head, and saw that fat and healthy big orange cat squatting at his feet, looking at him with a pair of pitiful big eyes.

"..."

Brother, you are a male cat anyway, even though you are a eunuch, you can't always sell this kind of irresistible cuteness, right?

This is foul.

He Yanzhi remained indifferent: "Go away and find your master."

Daju seems to have always had a strong interest in Mr. Yan's legs, and he may have regarded it as his second nest.It tilted its head to observe the opponent's miraculous shape, probably confirming that the human being could not resist for the time being, so it stepped on its claws to gain momentum, and then jumped up.

He Yanzhi didn't expect that the cat would dare to jump up. He only saw a shadow of a cat running towards him. He subconsciously wanted to hide, but his arm was covered by the cloth and he couldn't pull it out, so he had to lean back.

It may be that he moved too much, and when he dodged, the chair actually swayed.

Even more coincidentally, the chair legs got stuck in the seam of the floor and were rushed by inertia, just past the point where it could still maintain balance.

Plus a cat that aimed at his leg and somehow landed on his chest.

He Yanzhi's mood at this time probably only has a string of ellipsis.

In fact, he has wrestled a lot these days. After all, if his legs are inconvenient, he will be inconvenient everywhere. Falling off a wheelchair is a common occurrence, and he doesn't care too much about it. He just needs to crawl back.

But that was when no one was around.

When someone falls, it is a bit embarrassing.

Just when Mr. Yan's precarious shame was about to fall to the ground, a voice of "be careful" suddenly came from behind him, and someone stepped forward and supported the chair that was about to fall over.

He Yanzhi was ready to fall but he didn't, so he couldn't help being a little confused. He raised his head and faced Yu Heng's face.

The little bodyguard's eyes widened in panic, and he looked a little more student-like than usual.

"You..." Yu Heng really wanted to scold him, "If you're not around for three minutes, you're going to have an accident", but when he saw the cat riding on him, he instantly understood everything.

He Yanzhi gave a timely look and said, "The culprit is your cat, and it's none of my business."

Daju suffered a brutal meow - it felt the eyes of its master who wanted to kill the cat and eat meat, so it gave a miserable "meow" and ran away.

"...you still dare to run!" Yu Heng straightened his chair and chased after him, "Stop!"

He Yanzhi looked down, his expression became a little complicated.

The broken hair that fell on the haircut had already been rolled by the cat, and now it stuck it elsewhere.

Daju was run over by the owner and jumped up and down, so flexible that he didn't look like a fifteen-pound cat at all, and the stubble of hair also floated to a series of places such as the coffee table, sofa, and stairs.

He Yanzhi took a deep breath, thinking that he might have to clean up today.

After 10 minutes, Yu Heng finally caught the stinky cat back. He pinched Daju Fate by the nape of his neck, and brought him to He Yanzhi: "Do you dare to run again?"

Daju retracted his paws, looked at him aggrievedly, and let out a weak "meow".

He Yanzhi was afraid that such a big cat would be broken by him, so he hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, put it down quickly, didn't I also drop it?"

Only then did Yu Heng let go, and Daju immediately got under the sofa and couldn't come out.

Yu Heng looked at the hair stubble all over the floor, and frowned with a headache: "I'll clean it up for you later."

He Yanzhi didn't answer, but looked at him very delicately.

Just now this kid...was he really in a hurry?

It was the first time he saw him in a hurry.