my boyfriend is too random

Yang Yiming watched as Ding Zimu's figure gradually walked into the dark and long alley. The garbage piled up at the entrance of the alley and the half-dilapidated courtyard wall showed decadence. Under the dim light, everything was gloomy, as if every day Every shadow lurks great danger.Residents in this kind of place have always been composed of complex people. There are scavengers who seek shelter from the rain and wind in half a dilapidated house here, migrant workers who want to rent a house cheaply, and some lawbreakers hide here to avoid being hunted down. Naturally, there are some Idle people fish in troubled waters and do petty theft here. Besides, winter is coming, and only fires can be lit here to keep warm, and gas poisoning incidents are more prone to occur.

How difficult is Ding Zimu's life to live in this kind of place?

Yang Yiming turned around on the narrow street, plunged the front of the car into the alley, and turned on the high beams to shine in.The bright headlights illuminate Ding Zimu's back, outlining a clear outline.This man was neither tall nor strong, but his figure was tall and straight, his shoulders were straight, and he walked steadily step by step.

Ding Zimu turned around and waved his hand at Yang Yiming to thank him. Yang Yiming saw the smile on his face again, it was sincere and warm, without reservation.Yang Yiming lightly honked the car horn, signaling to him, "You're welcome, go ahead with confidence."

Ding Zimu bowed exaggeratedly, then turned around and walked further into the alley.

It wasn't until he could no longer see the figure that Yang Yiming slowly got out of the car, turned around and drove on the way home.While the street lights were shining, he thought it would be great if all the children from the orphanage had a personality like Ding Zimu's. Unfortunately, according to his understanding these days, most of the children's personalities are not so easy-going.

wrong!

Yang Yiming suddenly thought of the fierce Ding Zimu at the entrance of the amusement park and Ding Zimu who was a little timid in front of the kiosk. The two figures appeared side by side in his mind, and they couldn't be merged together.From a psychological point of view, Ding Zimu should have both a frictional personality and a stable personality, but sometimes he also has an ordinary personality. Of course, his personality is not single. It is normal for a person to have different personality traits when dealing with different affairs. , but Ding Zimu's situation seems to be a bit special...

As Yang Yiming pondered, he became even more grateful to Zhou Pei.Zhou Pei's handing over the work of the orphanage to him is like giving him a treasure house. There are too many things worth digging and researching here.The former Xu Lin is nowhere to be found, and the Ding Zimu in front of him seems quite interesting. Of course, even if Ding Zimu has no research value, there is no harm in making friends, at least he is still a good partner.

It is also a meal partner that looks pleasing to the eye and is delicious.

Yang Yiming's random thoughts were interrupted by a ringing phone, he glanced at the name on the screen and began to frown: "Sister."

"Where are you? Why didn't you come to my place for dinner today? Are you home? Do you have any plans for this weekend?"

"Sister, why are you the same as our moral education director?" Yang Yiming wailed, "Which one of your series of questions should I answer first?"

"Where are you?"

"On the way home, I went to eat with friends."

"Dinner? Male or female?"

"sister……"

"Stop yelling!" Yang Shuangming interrupted Yang Yiming, "I don't know you yet? What kind of friends are you having dinner with, a dead homeboy? You also have an appointment on Friday for dinner. When did you meet on Thursday? Besides, you I don't know who else is a few cronies and dog friends, but there are no more than three people who can eat at your table until nine o'clock in the evening."

"Can't I have a party?"

"You are a mixed-educator, and you don't even have a team leader, what can you do?"

Yang Yiming stopped talking. When talking to his sister, it is best to answer every question and not talk about him, otherwise the end will be tragic. After so many years, why doesn't he have a long memory?

"Sister, I'm on the second ring road. I invited a friend for dinner today, man, so I won't go to your place for dinner. I will go to eat tomorrow. I don't know if I have time on weekends. Maybe I don't have time." Yang Yiming He said that he knew that the most likely reason for his sister asking him if he had time on weekends was to let him be a free nanny. To be on the safe side, it would be better to say that he might not have time on weekends.

"Good!" Yang Shuangming said with satisfaction.

"Sister," Yang Yiming said cautiously, "Brother-in-law made you angry again, right? You can't send fire on me, I'm innocent."

"Don't mention him to me!" Yang Shuangming said angrily, "Tell me who you had dinner with today?"

"It's just an ordinary friend. He did me a favor. I invite him to have a meal to express my gratitude."

"that's it?"

"That's it," Yang Yiming smiled wryly, "Sister, can you stop gossiping like this?"

"Can I not gossip," Yang Shuangming said, "You are almost thirty..."

"Sister, I see."

"What do you know?" Yang Shuangming couldn't help raising his voice, "Do you know that Mom doesn't have much time, and her last wish is to watch you get married! After all these years, haven't you met someone who makes your heart flutter? "

"Yes," Yang Yiming simply pulled over and stopped the car, "Of course my heart will be moved when I see handsome men and beautiful women, but sister, there are many people who can make my heart beat. The one I had dinner with just now made my heart beat twice faster. Shoot. But if I can’t see a good-looking one, I have to be a little bit more thoughtful, right? To put it this way, every time I see Hu Ge, my heart beats into atrial fibrillation, but I’m just trembling.”

"Then find someone who looks like Hu Ge!"

Yang Yiming smiled wryly: "Sister, I can obviously find a girl, why do you insist on pushing me to find a man?"

"I really wish you could find a girl, but the problem is that you don't." Yang Shuangming raised his voice, "Really, Yiming, our family can be regarded as an enlightened family, if you really don't like girls we will I don't object, but it's not a problem that you are always so single?"

Yang Yiming rubbed the center of his eyebrows, he would rather be a nanny, so he sighed and changed the subject: "Sister, you ask me if I am free on the weekend, what do I want to do?"

"Blind date!"

***

Ding Zimu is very happy today.

Due to the pressure of life, he is always very busy. Ding Zimu seldom has time to sit down and have a down-to-earth meal with his friends.He didn't have many friends at first, and he met some people after he entered the society, but most of them kept a close distance.Although those people were not malicious, they always looked at him differently.

Ding Zimu hoped that someone would be indifferent to his background, even if he knew it, he would not feel pity or emotion, and treat him as an ordinary person, making jokes and greetings in the same way, and raising eyebrows and eyes in the same way when he was angry. After that, I can still say "Hello brothers, let's go together".

But he met more people who looked at him with pity and sighed and said "really pitiful". Ding Zimu didn't like this.Because those gazes and sighs reminded him mercilessly time and time again that he was an abandoned child, and his childhood was too dark for people to recall.

Ding Zimu's biggest dream is to get rid of his childhood. He wants to break with his past completely. It would be best to burn it with a fire and throw the ashes at sea, just like his mother's ashes.

Therefore, the meal with Yang Yiming today made him very happy. Yang Yiming would never touch his dark little thoughts. Once he found that he was unhappy, he would always take the topic away naturally, and neither of the two parties would be embarrassed. , a delicious and safe meal.

Teacher Yang is a reassuring person, Ding Zimu thought, it is everyone's luck that such a person came to the orphanage to be a psychology teacher, and he will definitely make the children healthy.

Yang Yiming happily walked to the door of his small courtyard. When he saw the lock of the courtyard door, his good mood dissipated in an instant, and a violent and angry mood surged up:

The courtyard door was ajar, and the lock had been broken.

Ding Zimu clenched his fists slowly, he didn't need to open the door to go in, he knew that nothing was lost at home, and there was nothing to lose.But the sheets and pillows must be on the ground, there must be muddy water on the ground, the kettle must be broken, pots and pans must be difficult to preserve, the table must be overturned, the computer will not be on the ground, but the keyboard and mouse must be thrown In the yard...

There are always many ways to force people to move out, and first-tier big cities do not dare to forcibly demolish them, but there are also many ways to add congestion to people and make them unable to live.

Ding Zimu narrowed his eyes, and decisively stretched out his hand to push the door open. There was a loud bang, which was the sound of the door hitting the wall and bouncing back. This sound echoed in the empty yard.Ding Zimu stepped on the sound and strode into the yard, without even glancing at the mouse, keyboard, wok and chair on the ground.The door of the room was wide open. He turned on the light, stepped on the sheets and pillow covers on the floor without hesitation, and walked to the wardrobe and yanked open the door vigorously.

A small box sat squarely on the shelf.

Ding Zimu let out a long breath, his tensed shoulders relaxed, he closed the cabinet door with a "slap" back, and lowered his head while supporting the cabinet door with one hand.

"It's really tiring." He thought, life is always so tiring, maybe living is tiring. I remember my mother said before that life is a struggle.He still remembered that when his mother said this, her face was covered with tears and blood, and her skinny arms strangled his neck tightly. He could see the bulging veins and blood vessels on that bone-like arm when he looked down.

There was a buzzing sound in Ding Zimu's head, as if he had been kicked hard by someone, and he suddenly collapsed on the ground, he could clearly feel the strength in his whole body rapidly dissipating, his eyes were blurred, as if covered by a thin layer fog.In the chaos, the headache did not come as expected, but a figure of a child slowly emerged from behind the mist.

Ding Zimu vaguely felt that figure was very familiar, as if he had seen it many years ago, probably in an orphanage, a child who was much younger than him, it seemed that the eight or nine-year-old child liked to play with him, and then...he went to Where is it?