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"Mr. Feng, why is the alarm record in Ding Zimu's file?" Yang Yiming asked strangely, pointing to the file.

Teacher Feng thought for a while and shook his head: "I can't remember, it's been too long. However, when these children come to the orphanage, they all require complete procedures and complete files. Sometimes in order to ensure that they can contact their relatives in the future, they will try their best to keep Everything related to him is collected together."

Teacher Feng counted the time: "I am afraid that the police records from 14 years ago will not be able to find out why. However, the place where Ding Zimu lived when he was a child was a village in the city. The situation is very complicated. There are all kinds of people. It’s not surprising that a burglary happened, but fortunately, people are fine.”

Yang Yiming stared at that date in a daze. What he cared about was not the content of the alarm, but the time. Ding Zimu should have been eight years old that year.

Eight years old again, this age seems to be an invisible curse, entwined tightly around Ding Zimu, about the things that happened at this age, some are clear and clear, some are covered up layer by layer, even deeply hidden in the The big Ding in Ding Zimu's heart is unknown.Yang Yiming thought in confusion: "Ding Zimu, where did you hide that memory? Why did you hide it? Is it really because..."

Yang Yiming stopped himself from thinking about it. The most common causes of DID that he had read in books came rushing in, which was so terrifying that he refused to accept it.

Such a gentle and kind child.

"Go to the police station and ask," Teacher Feng suggested, "If you can't find it there, I'm afraid there is nothing you can do."

Yang Yiming took the file and went directly to the police station in the area where Ding Zimu lived. The staff at the reception received him warmly.Yang Yiming told the story of the incident in a nutshell, and asked if he could find this alarm record, and wanted to see the police dispatch record and dismissal record at that time.

Probably because Yang Yiming's title of "Psychological Crisis Intervention Center of the Education Committee" was too big, or maybe it was for the purpose of eliminating unstable social factors. In short, the little clerk started typing on the computer very diligently. The records from 14 years ago are naturally not that easy to check. After eight circles, the clerk said apologetically, "Sorry, one of the comrades who went to the police has retired, and the other has been transferred. We only have the records of the police and the records of the dismissal."

"Enough is enough," Yang Yiming said gratefully, "This is very good."

The little clerk looked at the screen and said: "Actually, the matter is quite simple. At around ten o'clock that night, an old lady surnamed Zheng, a neighbor of the Ding family, called the police and said that a thief had been stolen. The key is that the Ding family only had an eight-year-old child At home, parents are not there, the old lady is over 70 years old, her legs and feet are not very sharp, and she was afraid that the thief would harm the child, so I had to call the police."

Yang Yiming frowned, thinking that when the police arrived, the house would probably be emptied.

Sure enough, the little clerk said that when the police arrived, the thief had already left.According to the old lady, it was because she was walking back and forth in the yard on purpose and surprised the thief, so the thief jumped out of the back window and ran away.

"Did you lose something?" Yang Yiming asked, "How is that child?"

"That family is poor and jingle, nothing to lose, but it is said that the child is frightened enough, the whole person is stupid."

Yang Yiming immediately followed up and asked: "What was that child like at the time? Was there any trauma? What kind of state is it like?"

"Not written!" The clerk spread his hands and said, "Comrade, our exit record is to record the process, and does not include detailed descriptions."

Yang Yiming sighed angrily, feeling that the answer that was close to him flew away.He stood up anxiously, stomped his feet to force himself to calm down, and then sat down again and asked, "Then the comrade who handled the case can still be contacted?"

The clerk thought for a while, then turned his head and shouted to the back: "Which one of you can contact Team Liu?"

"I saw him last week," said a young girl not far away. "I saw him come to reimburse the medical expenses."

The clerk turned his head and said to Yang Yiming: "How about this, you leave us your contact method, if we see Team Liu in the near future, let him call you back."

Yang Yiming gratefully left the phone number, and when he left the police station, his mind echoed with the clerk's words that the child was "terrified."

He clenched his fists and walked quickly to the teaching and research center.

***

When Yang Yiming returned to the office, the first thing he did was to ask for leave. The reason was that he was going to the orphanage for a stay.Zhou Pei next to him heard it and asked casually, "Didn't you go to the orphanage at the end of every month?"

"Well, but I found those children very interesting recently, and I want to see more when I have nothing to do."

Zhou Pei pointed at Yang Yiming with a pen, and said triumphantly, "Look, I let you take over the job in the orphanage, right? I guarantee you will gain something."

Yang Yiming's heart moved, and he leaned over and asked, "Group leader, what is the most extreme case you have come across in the orphanage?"

"Major depressive disorder."

"Is there nothing more serious?"

Zhou Pei shook his head: "Although these children are all orphans, the orphanage has taken good care of them. Especially in recent years, psychological counseling has been carried out on a large scale, and there are not many serious psychological crises."

"Then... before you went to the orphanage?" Yang Yiming asked carefully, with caution and eagerness, "Who was in charge of the orphanage before you?"

"Mr. Song, he retired last year. He has been working for a long time. He has been in the orphanage for almost ten years."

"Didn't Mr. Song find anything?" Yang Yiming calculated the time. During Mr. Song's tenure, Ding Zimu should have been in the orphanage.

"Why are you asking this?" Zhou Pei suddenly realized something, and asked strangely, "Did you find anything in the orphanage?"

Yang Yiming made a judgment within a second. He shook his head: "I just asked because I didn't have one. You can still meet someone with severe depression. I only have one person with sleep disorder."

Zhou Pei smiled and said, "I wrote several papers on the one with severe depression, and most of them were published in journals above the provincial level."

"What happened to that child?" Yang Yiming asked.

Zhou Pei: "I don't know. After he graduated, he didn't come to consult again. But he looked pretty good when he graduated."

"Didn't you follow up?"

Zhou Pei shrugged: "It was too busy at that time."

Yang Yiming stopped talking, seeing Zhou Pei indifferent, he was very grateful for his denial just now.Zhou Pei asked a few words but didn't find out why, so he didn't care.When Yang Yiming turned on the computer, the first thing he did was to check his mailbox. He urgently needed the guidance of Professor Friedman. He felt that he had entered a dead end and did not know where the way out was.

The inbox is empty.

Yang Yiming didn't give up, so he briefly introduced Dading's reaction yesterday and sent it to the professor. He thought that the report obtained from continuous observation would always attract the professor to take a look.

***

When he got off work, Yang Yiming stopped by the bakery to ask Ding Zimu for leave.Yuan Qiao asked very nervously: "How is Mumu? Is he injured?"

Yang Yiming was agitated by the word "Mu Mu". Although this was not the first time he called Ding Zimu "Mu Mu" against Yuan Qiao, he somehow felt that Yuan Qiao's intimate tone made people uncomfortable. It's even worse to suppress anxiety.

"The trauma isn't too serious, but he's in a bad mood, and he's in a trance. I was afraid that something might happen to him, so I didn't let him go to work, and he's resting at home." Yang Yiming spoke in a confident tone, with an unquestionable He said firmly, as if it was Yang Yiming's natural responsibility to make decisions for Ding Zimu.

After saying this, Yang Yiming's depressed mood eased up a bit.

"All right, all right," Yuan Qiao didn't notice the strangeness in Yang Yiming's tone, he said hastily, "Let him rest well, come back after rest, don't worry, we can continue to sell last week's Mousse."

"Are you still willing to use him?" Yang Yiming asked.

"I'm willing, I'm willing!" Yuan Qiao shouted exaggeratedly, "He is simply a gift from heaven to me."

Yang Yiming rolled his eyes silently: "You know, his condition is not very good."

"I don't know," Yuan Qiao said earnestly, "He's very good in the store, and he's only in bad shape when you're there!"

Yang Yiming was choked, but he didn't care, he asked: "What is Ding Zimu like in the store?"

"Love to laugh, very diligent, very good-tempered, and very patient." Yuan Qiao said while thinking, "Very creative, really, his desserts are very creative, I admire his courage."

"You said he was brave?"

"Well," Yuan Qiao nodded, "You know, because his resume is really bad, I didn't really want to use him at first. Mu Mu saw it all at once, and he said he wanted to try a dessert, so that I'll decide whether to use him or not after I taste it."

"Ding Zimu said it himself?" Yang Yiming asked anxiously, "You asked for it yourself?"

"Well," Yuan Qiao nodded, "You can't even imagine that Ding Zimu has many ways. The test question I gave that day was to use the ingredients in the store to make a new taste of mousse. In fact, I deliberately made things difficult for him. I didn't want to use him. Think about it, there are only a few kinds of common raw materials for making mousse, and I have all of them in my store. I can use these to make a completely different taste, which basically fails to meet this requirement."

"What happened next?" Yang Yiming became interested.

"Later?" Yuan Qiao chuckled, "Later he picked up a pot of mint that I put on the window sill for decoration, squeezed the juice and made a mint-like mousse, which was surprisingly delicious. So much so that my family focused on mint for a week."

Yang Yiming couldn't help laughing. Yuan Qiao's words made him excited. In his opinion, it was too difficult for Ding Zimu to have the word "courage".He could almost imagine how Ding Zimu forced himself to muster up the courage to ask "let me try" in the face of Yuan Qiao's refusal; Find an "unconventional ingredient" for dessert at a bakery.

This kind of Ding Zimu is by no means the pitiful "Puppy Mumu" that Yang Yiming saw in the playground, nor is it the "Lone Wolf Ding" with a violent temper. a balance.This kind of balance gives Ding Zimu a distinctive attraction. Even if he can't see it in person, Yang Yang can be moved by Yuan Qiao's description.

He thought happily, this child actually started to "change" before he even realized it.

***

When Yang Yiming came home, there was no sound in the room.He gently pushed open the door of Ding Zimu's bedroom, only to see a figure curled up on the bed, wrapped in a thin quilt, sleeping extremely soundly.

Yang Yiming backed out gently, put the snacks brought back from the bakery on the dining table, went to make a pack of instant noodles by himself, took two casual bites, then took out the iPad and started climbing over the wall.He now needs a lot of information, and he needs someone or a case to guide him.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Yiming heard a slight knock on the door, followed by light footsteps.He raised his head and saw that the man was wearing old home clothes, his hair was disheveled, and his eyes were still bloodshot, but his complexion had improved a lot, with a touch of rosiness.

"Did you sleep well?" Yang Yiming asked, he was a little confused about who this person was.

"En." The man nodded indiscriminately, his eyes were a little wandering, as if he didn't dare to look at Yang Yiming.

Seeing the other party's dodging eyes, Yang Yiming felt a little regretful, but he still asked very sincerely and naturally: "Then Da Ding, do you want to eat something? Shall I call for takeaway?"

"How do you know it's me?" Da Ding's eyes lit up, and he asked expectantly, that look of joy made his face even warm and glowing.

"I can tell you apart," Yang Yiming said affirmatively, "Ding, as I said before, you are you, I know this very well, and I won't make any mistakes again."

When Da Ding got this sentence, it seemed as if he had traveled to the whole world. He let out a long breath and smiled happily.

"I want to eat fried rice." Da Ding said, Yang Yiming was pleased with that relaxed and even a little blunt tone.

Yang Yiming took his mobile phone and quickly placed an order for him. After a while, the food was delivered. Yang Yiming broke open a pair of chopsticks and handed them over, saying, "I've eaten it, take your time."

Da Ding sat down to eat, and while eating, he sneaked a glance at Yang Yiming. Yang Yiming just brushed his iPad and ignored him.After a while, Da Ding couldn't hold back anymore: "Hello."

Yang Yiming raised his eyebrows from the iPA, indicating that he heard it.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" Da Ding asked.

"Yes," Yang Yiming said simply, "I just soaked a bag of noodles, who will wash the dishes?"

"Why didn't you ask me where Ding Zimu went?"

Yang Yiming threw down the iPad in his hand and said seriously: "Ding, although I really want to know where Ding Zimu is, I hope you can finish this meal steadily and then go to sleep. We can do everything." Let's talk tomorrow."

"Aren't you in a hurry?"

"Don't worry, you will protect him." Yang Yiming said.

"Are you not afraid that I will detain him?"

"You won't," Yang Yiming shook his head, "I believe in you."

"why?"

"If you want to detain me, I have no chance to know Ding Zimu at all. Even today, you will not hurt him." Yang Yiming said lightly, "You can sit here and talk about Ding Zimu with me, which means that you still want to help him."

"But I don't want to disappear either." Ding suddenly said loudly, this was the first time he had expressed his appeal.He didn't know what Yang Yiming would think of his "dove occupying the magpie's nest", so he said it recklessly, with a sense of breaking the boat.He looked at Yang Yiming provocatively, but his palms were covered with cold sweat, and he begged "Don't let me go" "Don't let me go" over and over again in his heart...

But even though he was so humble in his heart, he still stared at Yang Yiming with dissatisfaction on his face.

"How could you disappear?" Yang Yiming laughed, "Ding, your sense of existence is too strong, and it is not easy to disappear. Besides, what would Ding Zimu do if you disappeared? Didn't you realize that you have more influence on him now? Is it getting bigger?"

Da Ding shook his head: "He can't see me."

"Influencing a person doesn't necessarily mean being seen by him." Yang Yiming said reassuringly, "Although I haven't found a solution yet, I believe that the problem will always be solved in the end."

"Really?"

"So far, I have no record of lying, right?" Yang Yiming said sincerely.

Da Ding was silent, and after a long time, he suddenly raised his head and said, "I really don't know what happened to Ding Zimu, but I think... maybe someone knows."

Yang Yiming suddenly felt his heart beating violently, and he almost immediately concluded who Ding Zimu was looking for.

If there is only one person in the world who knows what happened to Ding Zimu, it must be this person.

"I'm going to look for him. He probably won't come out. He always likes to hide..." Ding said resolutely, "However, I will let him come to see you."

So, Yang Yiming watched Da Ding sitting there without saying a word, but his eyes were full of emotions. In a blink of an eye, Yang Yiming saw grievances, anger, and sadness... It seemed that those eyes were full of people. There are joys, anger, sorrows and joys in the world, but all emotions are firmly imprisoned in the body, and they cannot break free.

Suddenly, Ding jumped forward, as if someone pushed him from behind.But before Yang Yiming could react, he wobbled and stabilized again.

"Da Ding?" Yang Yiming called out tentatively.

Da Ding shrunk his neck slightly, and glanced at Yang Yiming in panic, his eyes were timid, alienated and fearful, and he whimpered very slightly, like a frightened little animal.Yang Yiming felt that the hairs all over his body were standing on end, and his scalp was numb.He didn't know how to call the person in front of him, but he knew very well that this was definitely not Da Ding.

Yang Yiming took a deep breath, thinking about how to appease the person in front of him.But he didn't expect the man to yell "Go away" in a low voice, then turned around and ran into the bedroom, closing the door with a bang.

Yang Yiming, who followed closely, was photographed outside the door again. He touched his nose and decided to find a spare key immediately.