I have bodyguards

Shan Yun took a breath of cool air, looked up at Zou Weichen who didn't pay any attention to him or even look at him, put his hand on his, took a step back, and held his hand.

Seeing that he failed, the thief walked away staggeringly.

Zou Weichen saw Shan Yun blushing and taking a step back, still holding his hand, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"You are not honest." Shan Yun looked at him resentfully, grabbed Zou Weichen's hand and lifted it up, motioning him to look at his hand.

Zou Weichen looked at Shan Yun holding his hand. He looked back and forth between his hand and Shan Yun's face, confirming that Shan Yun was angry again. But this time his attention was entirely on the thief, and he didn't know why Shan Yun was angry again.

"What's going on? What's going on?" Jiang Zhe came up, "Was it stolen?"

Shan Yun let go of Zou Weichen's hand. He really wanted to be angry, but he couldn't.

It's so bad. Now that I can see clearly what I'm thinking, my emotions are changing even more because of Zou Weichen. It's sour but sweeter.

What should I do, Shan Yun? I'm getting deeper and deeper into trouble.

"You're such a jerk!" Shan Yun rolled his eyes at Jiang Zhe.

Come on, I can't bear to get angry at the person in front of me, so I can only let the stupid guy next to me suffer.

Jiang Zhe was completely confused and looked at Zou Weichen, "What's wrong with Master Yun? Why are you so angry?"

Zou Weichen shrugged, indicating that he really didn't know.

Jiang Zhe leaned close to Zou Weichen's ear and whispered, "I guess our uncle came these few days. Not only was he mad at us, but he was also targeted by a thief. I guess he is very angry. Don't mess with him these days." After saying that, he patted Zou Weichen's shoulder with a firm look.

Zou Weichen thought Shan Yun was angry because he ignored his foot injury and rushed over to protect him, so he obediently sat back in his seat.

Shan Yun and Jiang Zhe placed their orders and returned to their seats. There was only one stool, so Shan Yun, out of sympathy for Jiang Zhe, let him sit on it while he stood next to Zou Weichen.

Jiang Zhe happily recommended to Shan Yun which flavor of dumplings in the store was the best. More and more people came in and out, crowding Shan Yun.

Zou Weichen pulled him and brought him towards himself.

"careful."

As Zou Weichen shouted, Shan Yun was pulled forward by Zou Weichen and fell into Zou Weichen's arms without being able to stand steadily.

The person behind him kept reaching into Shan Yun's pocket. Zou Weichen turned around and saw that the thief had already grabbed the mobile phone in Shan Yun's pocket.

He stood up, helped Shan Yun to sit on his stool, and glared at the thief, but the thief was not afraid at all. He put his hands in his pockets and looked at the two of them provocatively.

"I was holding my phone, and he wanted to steal it?"

Shan Yun was targeted several times. When he found the thief, he warned him with his eyes. But the thief was not afraid or ran away. He even glared back at them triumphantly.

The arrogant attitude made Shan Yun unable to help but clench his fists and wanted to rush forward, but was stopped by Zou Weichen.

The thief walked proudly to the street lamp pole and leaned against it. He lit a cigarette and leisurely looked for his next target.

"Everyone, please pay attention to your money, that man is a thief." Shan Yun pointed at the thief and shouted loudly.

The people in the queue only then noticed that one or two people were acting suspiciously. They started checking their belongings and staring at the thief.

The thief left unwillingly when he saw that everyone was alert.

"Are the thieves here so brazen?"

"So arrogant, they're not even afraid of the police." Jiang Zhe came over.

"These are gang crimes. Look at those guys in the corner. They are all thieves."

Sure enough, the thief ran to the corner and said a few words to a few people, and those people looked towards the dumpling shop.

Zou Weichen took two steps and turned Shan Yun's stool towards Jiang Zhe. He then stood behind Shan Yun, with his back to the thieves, to block Shan Yun.

He glanced at the group of people in the distance, leaned over and reached into Shan Yun's pocket. Shan Yun, who was turning his head to listen to Jiang Zhe, raised his hand to cover his pocket vigilantly, turned around and found that it was Zou Weichen, and let go.

"Please leave your phone here first." Zou Weichen whispered in Shan Yun's ear, put Shan Yun's phone in his pocket and zipped it up.

"You don't know, even if the police catch the thieves here, they will go back to their old ways after being imprisoned for a while. There are limited police forces in the area, and it is impossible for them to patrol around the clock, let alone monitor every place. Moreover, the public dare not call the police because they will remember people and even track them down for revenge." Jiang Zhe told Shan Yun everything he knew.

But Dan Yun was not listening at all. His entire attention was on the huge pendant hanging behind him.

Zou Weichen was half-sticking to his back, with one hand on his shoulder and his arms hanging in front of him, looking like the intimate embrace of brothers.

While the other person was talking, his hands were restlessly rubbing the back of my neck, occasionally, like a piece of foxtail grass tickling my heart.

"Over there, there's an empty stool over there." Shan Yun finally couldn't hold it anymore. He took away Zou Weichen's hand, pointed at the newly vacant stool and walked over.

Zou Weichen missed the chance, smiled silently, and sat in the seat that Shan Yun had just occupied.

As they sat down, a patrol car happened to pass by and stopped on the side of the road not far away. Two policemen got out of the car and looked around for suspicious targets.

When the thieves saw the police coming, they scattered and hid in the alley.

"With so many people around, why is he staring at me?" Shan Yun was puzzled.

Generally speaking, thieves like to target the elderly, the weak, women and children. He is a teenager and a man. Isn't he afraid of being discovered and beaten?

"Maybe they can tell at a glance that you are from outside the city. Outsiders are the easiest to target because their homes are not here and if they get robbed they don't have time to call the police and waste time here waiting for their money which may never be recovered."

Shan Yun said "Oh".

Jiang Zhe saw that he still had doubts, and added: "Don't look at you as a man, they will steal from men anyway, they work in groups, many men have been robbed before, and they chased after the thieves, but were beaten and injured. They like people like you, Yun, who can be seen at a glance that you are from another place, and who also have money."

Zou Weichen placed the prepared sauce dish in front of Shan Yun, "You just reminded them loudly, and you have become a thorn in their eyes. They will follow you and wait for an opportunity to retaliate."

"I have a bodyguard." Shan Yun pouts his face and looks at Zou Weichen with a smile.

Jiang Zhe had just stuffed two dumplings into his stomach when he heard Shan Yun's words and waved his hands, "No, Master Yun, my hands are injured and I can't fight."

"Who counts on you?" Shan Yun said, glancing at someone sitting next to him eating dumplings, and raised his hand to hook Zou Weichen over, "I have a bodyguard!"

Zou Weichen chewed a dumpling and lifted his bandaged foot.

Shan Yun took a look, threw it away, and snorted, "You can't count on it."

Several people laughed.

Because Zou Weichen's foot was injured and he was not suitable for too many activities, the two of them met less often on the terrace. Before that, sometimes one of them sat on the windowsill and the other stood on the terrace to chat. Sometimes when Shan Yun had something good to share, Zou Weichen would occasionally jump over and go to Shan Yun's room to play.

Now Zou Weichen's foot was injured, and he could not stand for too long, let alone jump out of the window. They saw each other less often, and he could not go to Zou Weichen's house every day. When Zou Yue saw him coming, he felt embarrassed and kept thanking him, which made Shan Yun too embarrassed to go there again.

Moreover, the two families were less than one meter apart, but he had to take a detour for more than ten minutes to get to his house, which was really inconvenient.

Shan Yun felt unhappy that the person who wanted to stare at him all the time couldn't see him.

Early in the morning, I heard the sound of an electronic drill.

Zou Weichen came out of the room and onto the terrace. He saw Shan Yun lying on the windowsill. He didn't know what Shan Yun was doing, so he walked over.

"What are you doing?"

Shan Yun was lying on the windowsill, leaning over, knocking on things with a wooden board. It turned out that he had fixed the boards on both sides to connect the two houses.

Hearing Zou Weichen's question, Shan Yun raised his head with difficulty, still holding the electronic drill in his hand. His face was flushed and sweat was pouring down his forehead. When he saw Zou Weichen, he smiled.

"Use a piece of wood to fix it. Otherwise it will be inconvenient and unsafe." After saying that, he lowered his head to test the stability of the wood board.

"Oh?" Zou Weichen leaned forward, holding his face with his hands, and asked with interest, "What's inconvenient?"

"I don't dare to jump like you, and it's dangerous if you jump around. It's better to use something to hold it in place."

"You want to come over?"

"That's not to say I'm not comfortable with you..." Shan Yun realized how embarrassing it was to hear this, but he still confirmed the sturdiness of the board before getting up. While cleaning up, he said, "It's convenient to check your foot injury."

Ever since the hug in the locker room of the basketball game, Shan Yun no longer tried to hide his feelings, and even dared to tease and flirt openly.

Anyway, Zou Weichen didn't refuse, and sometimes even responded to him, and he liked men, so Shan Yun felt that Zou Weichen must have a good impression of him.

Neither of them was honest, but they seemed to have a tacit understanding with each other and both acknowledged the existence of this ambiguity.

Shan Yun jumped down from the windowsill. Zou Weichen reached out and grabbed him. Looking at Shan Yun jumping to test the stability of the wooden board, he felt a little regretful.

"It's okay." Shan Yun smiled and stood on the wooden board.

"My foot injury doesn't need to be checked every day."

"But I want to see you every day." Shan Yun suddenly let go of Zou Weichen's hand, put his hands on the guardrail of the terrace, leaned forward, and looked at the face of the person opposite him.

Zou Weichen's mouth corners raised.

He turned around, pulled down the towel hanging on the terrace, covered Shan Yun's forehead, and wiped his sweat. "Okay, I agree that you can come over to check your foot injury."

"Any time?" Shan grabbed Zou Weichen's wrist.

"When do you want to come over?" Zou Weichen asked back.

Shan Yun opened his mouth, but was speechless for a moment. He felt as if he had dug a hole and jumped into it himself. Why would this person ask such a question at this time? Shouldn't he blush and feel shy as usual?

Now I am the one blushing.

Shan Yun, stop letting your imagination run wild. If you keep thinking like that, you'll end up with something wrong.

This is when you need to change the subject.

Shan Yun's eyes moved from Zou Weichen's face to his own hands, and he stammered, "What, what is this towel?"

"Mine." Zou Weichen raised the corner of his mouth slightly and answered cheerfully.

Shan Yun's face turned even redder, his eyes scanned the person in front of him from head to toe, and he immediately avoided someone's increasingly smug gaze.

Oh my god, what kind of question am I asking?

I was clearly about to drive off the track, but how come I just turned the corner and ended up back on the original track, and it felt like I was about to drive on the highway.

I'm sweating so much this morning. Is it so easy to get blood flow?