my boyfriend is too random

Ding Zimu sneered: "Mr. Yang, you have been talking to me for a long time, and now you just remember to ask who I am, isn't it too late?"

"'I heard the Tao in the morning, and I can die in the evening'," Yang Yiming forced a smile, "it's not too late."

Ding Zimu looked at him expressionlessly, his eyelashes were half down, but he could still see his sharp eyes.He is still sitting in such a lazy posture, but Yang Yiming feels that his slightly bent legs can be kicked hard at any time, and the whole person can jump up from the sofa; the hand on his knee can hit his eyes with just one swing. Take gold stars; even with a glance, he can make himself feel as sharp as a blade.

"Da Ding." Ding Zimu moved his lips and kissed, and popped out two words.

"Big nail," Yang Yiming said with a smile, "it fits your personality quite well."

Ding Zimu, or Ding Ding, was not angry, he just raised his eyelids and glanced at Yang Yiming, there seemed to be a flash of some kind of edge on his whole body, but it was fleeting as he lowered his eyelids again.Such a fleeting glance was enough to make Yang Yiming feel a chill, as if someone was staring at him.

Yang Yiming was really scared, he regretted it terribly now.Using hypnotism to lure out Ding Zimu's sub-personality is actually just an idea. Strictly speaking, he has never studied hypnotism at all. He just learned a few tricks from his tutor during his postgraduate life, which is not even an introduction.In foreign countries, only psychologists with 30 to [-] years of experience can use hypnosis, and hypnosis requires a high degree of cooperation from patients.Yang Yiming simply wanted to give it a try, but he didn't expect that he would actually do it.

Yang Yiming didn't know how to awaken Ding Zimu's sub-personality, but he thought of the scene at the entrance of the amusement park. The cause of the incident was a child, and there was also a child who appeared repeatedly in Ding Zimu's hallucinations.Yang Yiming thought that maybe "children" would be a way, so he guided Ding Zimu to recall the bear boy in the bakery, and sure enough, Da Ding quietly appeared on the stage.

Yang Yiming should have praised himself for his wit, but now he's not happy at all, he's anxious—dammit, how is this going to end?

Da Ding slowly raised his head, and firmly pinned Yang Yiming to the sofa with his eyes full of sarcasm. Da Ding said with a playful sneer, "Teacher Yang, you are afraid of me."

This is not an interrogative sentence but an affirmative sentence. Yang Yiming felt that he was a sheep lost in the wilderness, being targeted by a wolf that was not very hungry. The other party did not want to eat it, or was not in a hurry to eat it. , play tricks on him.

"I'm afraid," Yang Yiming shrugged and adjusted his sitting posture, trying to make himself look more calm and composed.In fact, Yang Yiming's fear came from the very strange and fierce Ding Zimu in front of him on the one hand, but more from being frightened by himself.

Damn, I actually got him out, and then how do I stuff him back, I want Ding Zimu!

"Teacher Yang?" Ding called out again in a teasing tone, "What are you afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid." Yang Yiming said calmly, his brain was running fast, this opportunity is too rare.He didn't know if he would be so lucky to wake up Ding next time, so he had to seize this opportunity to communicate with Ding.

But what to say?

Da Ding has a bad temper and can't be kind to others. Communicating with him can't touch his Ni Lin, but no one knows what his Ni Lin is.Yang Yiming was a little anxious, his scalp burst into a layer of cold sweat, but he couldn't think of any topics that could lead Ding to continue the conversation.

"Are you really not afraid?"

Yang Yiming put his feet against the legs of the sofa. This is a good defensive posture. If the opponent makes any moves, he can push hard, use his strength to stand up as fast as possible, and fight back.

"I'm not a child," Yang Yiming said in a calm voice, "it's so easy to be scared."

"I don't scare children." Da Ding said with an inexplicable arrogance.

A flash of light suddenly flashed in Yang Yiming's mind: "Some brats just need to be taught a lesson."

"There are also bear parents!" Ding narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were fierce, "Those who are not worthy of being parents can be beaten to death."

"All parents in the world love their children," Yang Yiming carefully probed step by step.

"Didn't you see it?" Da Ding said, "Isn't there a girl in Nanjing who took drugs and starved my two daughters to death?"

"Extreme cases," Yang Yiming said, "you have to tolerate that there are some demons and ghosts in this world."

"Why should I tolerate it? It's because too many people tolerate it, so these things happen more and more." Ding slowly stretched out his hand in front of his eyes, turned his palm into a blade, and slowly drew an arc in the air Wire.

Yang Yiming felt a chill in his throat.

"But Teacher Yang, don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you?"

Yang Yiming asked: "Why did you 'do something' to me, I didn't provoke you."

"You don't 'won't' provoke me, you 'dare not' to provoke me."

Yang Yiming felt provoked and insulted for no reason, like being slapped in public.He took a deep breath and decided not to share his common knowledge. What he needs now is communication rather than reasoning and quarreling.Yang Yiming said: "I won't provoke you, I just want to chat with you."

"What are you talking about?"

"Talk about Ding Zimu."

"Hmph." Ding snorted coldly, "Miangua!"

"He just has a good temper." Yang Yiming said, "Didn't you see that he is very popular?"

"Have you ever seen him being beaten? Have you ever seen him being stepped on his head and splashed with sewage? Have you ever seen..." Ding suddenly became furious as he spoke, he stood up abruptly, and Vigorously swinging his fist in the air, he launched an attack on an unknown enemy.

Yang Yiming leaned back against the sofa, and couldn't help but glance at the back of the sofa, where there was a baseball bat.

"I don't know about those, can you tell me?" Yang Yiming said slowly.

Da Ding stopped, stood in front of Yang Yiming and looked down at him: "Didn't he tell you?"

Yang Yiming shrugged: "We haven't gotten to that level yet."

"Then why do you think I know you that well?"

"You are protecting him." Yang Yiming said decisively, in a very sure tone, without any hesitation.

Da Ding suddenly fell silent, the two stood and sat, one looked down and the other looked up, their eyes collided in the air, one was probing and the other did not hesitate.The room was silent, and Yang Yiming could hear the louder and louder "bang bang bang" sound, which was the sound of his heartbeat, and he could feel the sweat dripping slowly from the scalp, converging at the ends of his hair to form a A drop of sweat slowly slid down the neck and spine.

He sat there motionless, not knowing whether he was nailed to death by Da Ding's gaze or determined to confront him to the end, Yang Yiming looked carefully into Da Ding's eyes.When he saw Da Ding's eyes suddenly flicker, he frowned slightly.

"Wait!" Yang Yiming stood up abruptly, "Wait for Da Ding, don't leave yet."

Da Ding showed a weird smile, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but the muscles on his face were all stiff, and there was no smile in his eyes at all.

"Ding, you..."

Da Ding suddenly stretched out his hand to strangle Yang Yiming's throat, and the slight force brought a little pain.Yang Yiming didn't feel uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to make any further moves.

"Da Ding?" Yang Yiming said in a hissing voice, "I won't hurt him."

Da Ding snorted: "How dare you?"

"Da Ding," Yang Yiming tentatively tried to break Ding Zi's hand. Da Ding's hand was very cold and he exerted great force. Yang Yiming's warm hand covered it, and both sides trembled slightly, "Da Ding, let me go first."

Da Ding let go of his hand.

"I want to help him." Yang Yiming said seriously, "You are helping him too, right?"

"I'm helping myself," Ding snorted coldly, "otherwise I would have died long ago."

"Can you tell me what happened?"

"No."

"why?"

Da Ding didn't speak, but waved his hand impatiently, as if he wanted to drive away something invisible and intangible.

"Da Ding..."

"Shut up!" Ding suddenly shouted violently.

Yang Yiming shut his mouth all of a sudden, and his whole body tensed up.

Da Ding clicked his tongue impatiently and said, "I didn't mention you, what are you afraid of?"

Yang Yiming took a deep breath, looked at Ding in disbelief, and asked in a very slow and soft voice, "Who are you talking to?"

Da Ding didn't answer Yang Yiming's question. He stretched out his index finger and pointed straight at Yang Yiming's brow.

Yang Yiming looked at him nervously. From the very beginning, he felt that Da Ding's state was not stable, and his eyes were wandering. He wanted to talk to Ding more, and tried his best to keep him.So Yang Yiming said: "Da Ding, you don't have to be so guarded against me, I really won't hurt Ding Zimu."

"Why should I trust you?"

"I have no reason to hurt him," Yang Yiming said, "I hope to help him more than anyone else. I am a psychological counselor, do you remember?"

Da Ding was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about something, he tilted his head slightly, as if he was listening, and after a while, he said impatiently: "Okay, shut up."

This time Yang Yiming didn't speak, he knew that Ding was not talking to him.

"We will protect him." Ding said resolutely, shaking his head.

Yang Yiming narrowed his eyes slightly: "You?"

Da Ding's pupils shrank suddenly, and his expression was a bit ferocious. Yang Yiming subconsciously wanted to back away, but he immediately found that Da Ding's gaze wandered a little, and he was loose and unfocused.

"Wait." Yang Yiming took a step forward and grabbed Ding's shoulder, "Wait."

Ding Zimu blinked: "What's wrong, Teacher Yang?"

***

Yang Yiming lowered his hands in frustration: "It's okay."

"Then you are..." After Ding Zimu asked in surprise, he suddenly found himself standing in the middle of the living room.

His face turned pale, and he asked with a trembling voice, "Mr. Yang... why am I standing here?"

Yang Yiming thought, this time I don't have to worry about how to put the dingzi back, but now I worry about how to explain to this silly boy.

"Well," Yang Yiming turned his brain like a helicopter's propeller, listened carefully and there was a swishing sound, he said slowly while racking his brains, "you, it's actually okay."

"Am... Am I sick again?" Ding Zimu tried to stand up straight, almost gritting his teeth.

"No," Yang Yiming said suddenly, "you just fell asleep on the sofa, am I going to help you into the bedroom to sleep?"

"Really?"

"Why am I lying to you?" Yang Yiming said without changing his expression, "I am your counselor, there are no lies between us."

"Then I..."

"You slept too soundly. I wanted to hug you in, but I couldn't hug you after taking two steps, so I had to put you down." Yang Yiming silently gave himself a big red flower, and he I feel that my own lie is really wonderful.By the way, he even teased the handsome guy, seeing Ding Zimu's face is blushing now, it's so pretty!

Yang Yiming looked triumphantly at Ding Zimu's blushing cheeks, forgot to lock the door for a while, and slipped out a sentence:

Still sleepy?How about I carry you to sleep?