my boyfriend is too random

The next day, before going out, Yang Yiming stared at Ding Zimu and took his temperature again. Ding Zimu insisted that he was well, but Yang Yiming still forced him to take the medicine and lie back on the bed.

"Thank you, Mr. Yang," Ding Zimu said while covering the quilt, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Yang Yiming was about to turn around and go out, but he stood still after hearing this: "Ding Zimu, do you think you are causing me trouble?"

Ding Zimu nodded.

"Actually, you are saving me trouble, do you know?" Yang Yiming said, "Look, you help me with work and then get sick. If you refuse to come to my house, I have to go to your ruined place." It is troublesome to take care of you in the house. Now that you are at my house, I should go to work. It is convenient for me to take care of you when I come back from work, and it is also convenient for you to treat you, so I don’t have to run back and forth. Yang Sansheng' consistent principle."

Ding Zimu felt that there was something wrong with this logic, but he didn't get around it for a while.

"So, don't always feel that you are making trouble for others. To be honest, we are all living well, but we don't make trouble for others. If something goes wrong, accept the kindness of others quickly and simply. Help, solve the problem as soon as possible, so that everyone is convenient. Got it?"

"Understood..." Ding Zimu felt dizzy, but he probably understood.

"To put it simply, I will help you and take care of you. That's what I want and I'm happy. Don't reject me and make me unhappy."

Ding Zimu blushed suddenly because of this sentence, although he didn't know why he was blushing, but he felt extremely happy.

"Sleep at home all day today, and I will be home at six o'clock." Yang Yiming instructed, "There is a takeaway phone on the refrigerator door in the kitchen, if you are hungry, call and order food yourself, and we will have dinner together when I get home. "

Ding Zimu nodded to ensure that he would sleep well, and Yang Yiming left with confidence.After Yang Yiming left, Ding Zimu took another comfortable sleep, and it was almost noon when he opened his eyes.The rain outside the window has completely stopped, the sky is blue and the sun is shining.Ding Zimu felt that he was completely healed, and saw that the clothes he had washed the day before yesterday had dried, so he changed his clothes and went out.

The old city is still the same, with water and silt everywhere, and a few bricks are thrown in the narrow alleys, barely above the water.Stepping on these few bricks, Ding Zimu walked skillfully through the dirty alleys. The few remaining houses had their doors wide open, sweeping water out with a broom.Occasionally, someone looked up and glanced at Ding Zimu, and then lowered his head indifferently and went about his own business.

Ding Zimu opened the door of the small courtyard he rented, and the situation inside couldn't be worse.He frowned and looked at it for a long time, finally gritted his teeth, took off his shoes and socks, and stepped into the dirty muddy water with his bare feet.Walking through the yard carefully all the way, after opening the door, he saw that there was a lot of water in the room, but Ding Zimu didn't care much.He opened the closet door and let out a long breath when he saw that the small box was still there.

It doesn't matter anything else, as long as the box is here, a passbook, an ID card, and a household registration book are all his.

Ding Zimu opened the door of the house, took a broom and a dustpan and began to clean up the accumulated water and sludge in the yard. He worked hard all afternoon, and finally the yard was cleared up.He looked at his watch and estimated that it was almost time, so he took two clothes and went back to Yang Yiming's house.It’s almost the evening rush hour, and the traffic in the city is soaring. Ding Zimu’s bus is just driving slowly from the south of the city to the north of the city. He is sitting by the window, watching all kinds of people rushing home , I suddenly remembered that Yang Yiming said in the morning: "We will have dinner together when I get home."

"Go home and eat together", this word has never been said in Ding Zimu's memory, so he is a little excited, no matter whether it is "home", in short, it is enough that someone is waiting for him to eat together Make him happy.

There is a vegetable market near the neighborhood where Yang Yiming lives. Ding Zimu went there to buy some vegetables. Although he majored in pastry, he still learned cooking courses from various cuisines in vocational high schools. Ding Zimu planned to study hard. Cooking a meal, this is the first serious "family meal" in his life.

When he came out of the vegetable market, he received a call from Luo Yang. Luo Yang's side was very noisy, and the sound should be at the bus station.

"Mumu, how are you doing?" Luo Yang's loud voice rang out.

"It's good, haven't we met for a long time?"

"Well, but I received a call from Teacher Feng the day before yesterday. She said that she took you to see a doctor. Has the result come out?"

"No," Ding Zimu was also a little anxious, "I'm also waiting for the result."

"Tell me if there is a result," Luo Yang spoke quickly and hurriedly, "Mumu, I actually have something more important to look for you, are you still living in that 'ruin'? "

"It's not that serious, why is it in ruins?" Ding Zimu smiled and said, "I live well here, don't I?"

"What's the matter?" Luo Yang typed back Ding Zimu's words unceremoniously, "Mumu, I'll find you a place to live, you can move."

Ding Zimu just wanted to say "Thank you, don't bother me", but what Yang Yiming said suddenly echoed in his mind. Yang Yiming said "Think for yourself", and he also said, "I can live well, just don't trouble others." , so Ding Zimu changed his mind and asked: "What house, what's going on?"

"Mumu, you agree!" Luo Yang raised his voice excitedly, "Then let's move this week."

"Wait, wait," Ding Zimu said funny, "When did I promise you?"

"You agreed if you didn't refuse," Luo Yang couldn't help but swear, "I'll go, this is the first time you promised me."

"Who said that, I always agree to your request."

"That's not what I mean. What I mean is that I begged you to do things you promised in the past. If I want to help you, you usually don't agree. It makes me feel like you just don't want others to treat you well." .”

Ding Zimu laughed at himself, he didn't expect that he would give others such an impression: "Tell me first, what's going on?"

Luo Yang chirped and told Ding Zimu the whole story.It turned out that Luo Yang had been sharing a two-bedroom house with a girl since he found a job. The house was in the north of the city, and the conditions were not bad.The girl returned to her hometown not long ago, and Luo Yang immediately thought of letting Ding Zimu move in with her. The two of them can take care of each other and share the rent equally, killing two birds with one stone.

"Mumu, do you think this is very convenient?" Luo Yang said excitedly, "Although the rent is a bit more expensive than your ruins, the one I live in is a house anyway, and yours can only be used to shoot Liaozhai .”

Ding Zimu was moved by Luo Yang's words, he really needed a house, if he wanted to share the house with others, Luo Yang was the best choice.They have known each other for nearly 20 years, and they know each other like brothers and sisters, and they will neither feel awkward nor have any conflicts and frictions.Besides, Luo Yang's carefree personality is more like a man.

The conversation with Yang Yiming made him suddenly realize a problem. Some things are actually very simple. "Nod yes, shake your head no, and smile if you don't understand." Yes, where did you get hurt so easily?Ding Zimu felt that he must be "hardened". Teacher Yang said that only when his heart is hardened can he have enough courage and courage to face his "disease".

Ding Zimu looked up at the sky. Although it was already evening, the sun was still dazzling. Yesterday's overcast and gloomy clouds were all swept away, and time brightened again.So, he smiled and asked, "Luo Yang, how much do you charge me a month? We know each other so well, and I just lost my job, so it's cheaper."

"One thousand and five per person... Fuck me!" Luo Yang didn't hold back for a moment, and burst out another swear word, "Ding Zimu, you have a split personality!"

"You just split," Ding Zimu said with a smile, "Why curse me?"

"I've known you for so many years. Except for asking me for oil pastels every day in the orphanage, this is the first time you've asked me for it. I have to take notes on what day it is today."

"Then do you refuse or agree, Miss Luo," Ding Zimu was amused by Luo Yang, and he said, "Give me a quick word."

"I agree," Luo Yang called out loudly, "You get one thousand, I get two thousand, but you let me live in the master bedroom."

"I can also be in charge of cooking."

"Deal!" Luo Yang laughed on the other end of the phone, "But you mustn't make it too delicious, I want to lose weight, I won't be able to get married if I'm fat."

Ding Zimu smiled and said that he would definitely make it "unpalatable". He calculated that the rent was nearly twice as expensive as the current rent, but, as Luo Yang said, it was a house after all.Besides, in the north of the city, it is relatively close to Yang Yiming's psychological counseling room.

Ding Zimu walked back with a happy mood. Although Yang Yiming was willing to take him in and help him with treatment, he thought that Yang Yiming was a practicing psychological counselor, and if he lived in by himself, it might still interfere with his work; Under the circumstances, living with Luo Yang is more comfortable.The house Luo Yang mentioned was not too far from Yang Yiming's house, just a few stops away, so Ding Zimu weighed it and felt that the choice he made was right.

I didn't expect to solve the house problem in one day. It would be even better if I could solve the work problem in one day. , it seems that everything is going well.

Except for his suspected "schizophrenia" disease.

***

When Yang Yiming pushed open the door after get off work, he smelled a strong aroma, sour and sweet, which made his appetite whet his appetite. There was a sound of "stabbing" from the kitchen, which was the sound of throwing vegetables into the oil pan .

"Ding Zimu." Yang Yiming threw the keys and bag on the entrance, changed his shoes and hurried into the kitchen, "Who told you to get up?"

Ding Zimu asked loudly while pulling the lettuce in the vegetable pot: "What's wrong?"

"What's the matter?" Yang Yiming said, "What are you fussing about, a patient with a fever, why don't you go to sleep? What kind of food are you cooking, and you can order takeaway later? Also, where did these dishes come from? ? You also went downstairs to buy food?"

Ding Zimu thought amusedly, what's the deal with grocery shopping, I even went back "over there" to sweep the yard all afternoon.

"Mr. Yang, it's okay. I'm all well. Going downstairs to buy some food won't make me unable to get up."

"Did you take medicine?"

"Eat." Ding Zimu held up the shovel seriously and said, "I promise."

Yang Yiming looked at the plate on the cabinet and said, "You don't need to cook this after frying. There are only two people in total. How can we finish four dishes and one soup?"

Ding Zimu put the lettuce on the plate and turned off the fire neatly: "It's gone, there are only so many, let's eat."

Yang Yiming glanced at Ding Zimu in surprise, always felt that he was in a particularly high mood today, and the lifeless low pressure that was still hanging over him yesterday was gone all of a sudden, and he felt relaxed and refreshed all over his body.

"What good thing did you encounter today? You are so excited." Yang Yiming pointed to the plate on the table with his chopsticks, "It's both fish and meat, why are you so happy?"

Ding Zimu opened his mouth and wanted to say "it's okay", but looking at Yang Yiming's face, he changed his words and told the truth: "My friend helped me find a house to share with her. It's very close to here, just three or four stops. The rent is only 3000 yuan, she is two thousand and I am one thousand."

Yang Yiming frowned: "It's impossible to have such a cheap house nearby. Even the old-fashioned Tongzilou would cost four thousand a month. Are you a reliable friend?"

"We've been together in the orphanage for more than ten years, and we're almost rotten."

"Why don't you stay at my house?"

"I think..." Ding Zimu was interrupted by Yang Yiming as soon as he opened his mouth.

Yang Yiming said: "Do you still remember what I told you, what is the most important thing to talk to me?"

"To tell the truth," Ding Zimu said honestly, "You said you want me to trust you, not to tell you lies. Teacher Yang, I will not lie to you, I will tell the truth."

"Then tell me, why don't you live in my house?"

"I'm a little... sorry, I'm afraid to disturb your work," Ding Zimu said shyly, "Maybe I don't know what to do, but Luo Yang and I are the friend who helped me rent the house. I know her very well. Besides, , her place is so close to your home, I can come over anytime."

Yang Yiming thought about it, picked up the chopsticks noncommittally, and started at the plate of squirrel fish. Ding Zimu is really a talent to make a plate of squirrel fish at home, and the chrysanthemum knife handles it so well.

Ding Zimu looked anxiously at Yang Yiming eating the fish with big mouthfuls, but there was no reply, so he asked in a murmur, "Teacher Yang?"

"Well," Yang Yiming stuffed his mouth full, "You did the right thing."

"what?"

"Let's put it this way, psychotherapy basically needs to go through three initial stages. One, have enough sense of security, two, have enough trust in the counselor, and three, face the truth bravely. You now have at least the first two conditions Yes, that's good."

Yang Yiming picked up a fish with chopsticks for Ding Zimu, looked straight into Ding Zimu's eyes under the bright light of the restaurant, and said seriously: "If Luo Yang's place can make you feel safe, I think you should live with him too. .”

After speaking, he took a sip of a bowl of soup, thinking while drinking, it's okay, you will definitely move back.