my boyfriend is too random

When Yang Yiming found Ding Zimu in the hospital, the police were staring at the two people lying on the bed.One was unconscious, with bandages on his head, bruises all over his face, mud and blood stains on his hair mixed with large pieces of white hair; the other had scratches on his face, thick gauze wrapped around his shoulders, and his face was so pale Terrible, but with a face full of indifference.

As soon as the man caught a glimpse of Yang Yiming rushing in, he closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, his nonchalant expression completely gone.But it's still too late, Yang Yiming stood beside his bed with a smile and angrily thought, pretend, you just pretend, I don't need to guess to know that your kid must be Da Ding!

"Who are you?" Comrade police frowned and asked.

Yang Yiming took out the cover of the Education Committee's Psychological Crisis Intervention Center again, and the policeman in charge finally relaxed his expression. He pointed to the two people on the bed with his chin: "It's been the wrong time these days, I think this person must have a mental state." The question is, otherwise, how could a son beat his father unconscious on the main road...if not..." The policeman didn't say the rest of the sentence, but Yang Yiming knew that if he hadn't been restrained by the police uniform he was wearing It is estimated that the police comrade will definitely beat this unfilial son to death himself.

"How to deal with this?"

"When the person wakes up and makes a record, he should be detained. If the situation is bad and he is a habitual offender, the procuratorate will prosecute."

Yang Yiming thought that this was a big trouble, and at the same time saw Ding's brows twitch fiercely.Yang Yiming bowed his head and said to Ding, "Ding, sleep with you, I'll take care of other things."

Da Ding suddenly opened his eyes. He saw Yang Yiming's serious expression with a hint of warning. That resolute expression put him under great pressure. He nodded involuntarily and closed his eyes again.

Hey, I'm pretty good.Yang Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that Ding's stubborn temper would come up and he would go his own way without listening to any suggestions,

Yang Yiming must now end this "security incident" as soon as possible.

After Yang Yiming greeted the guarding policeman, he went to the police station by himself. After hearing his intention, the policeman in charge slapped the table: "Finally, someone who can open his mouth came!"

Yang Yiming was puzzled.

"Those two, one was dizzy, and the other didn't ask any questions. We all suspected that he was dumb at all. He didn't have an ID card or a mobile phone on him, so it was impossible to determine his identity. We are going to investigate here. That would be a huge amount of work, and you came just in time."

Yang Yiming nodded and bowed to apologize, and finally said: "It's really not his fault, this child's life is too miserable."

So under the increasingly surprised eyes of the police, Yang Yiming told Ding Zimu's life experience to the best of his ability. Although I don't know what they talked about, but I'm sure that Ding Kuiqiang is provocative again, maybe even made a move, otherwise Ding Zimu wouldn't be so cruel."

"Fuck!" the policeman spat, "So that's what happened, I said why the young man is so mean-hearted when he looks gentle and gentle."

"That's right, Ding Kuiqiang has a lot of criminal records, you can find out in one search, he is a repeat domestic violence offender."

"Well, I think so, otherwise, where would you carry a knife with you?"

"What knife?"

"The old man brought a dagger with him. Ding Zimu got a cut on his shoulder, but don't worry, the injury is not serious."

Thinking of the thick gauze on Ding Zimu's shoulders, Yang Yiming felt distressed and angry, and was speechless for a while.

The policeman smiled and said, "But comrades, you have to think about it this way. One is a young man in his twenties, and the other is a man in his 50s who is almost 70, but he looks like he is [-] years old. That’s right, I can’t wait to poke and fall. Now, one of these two people has skin trauma, and the other is unconscious. When we arrived, he rode on the old man and greeted every punch to the head, and the old man couldn’t even scream Come out. Even if it is self-defense, there is still an 'over-defense', isn't it?"

"Excessive?" Yang Yiming said dissatisfiedly, "The other party has used a knife, and it is called excessive defense?"

"It's not just judging from the murder weapon." The policeman said, "I suggest you negotiate. To be honest, if you really follow the rules, Ding Zimu probably won't take advantage of it."

Yang Yiming thought for a while: "Can I talk to Ding Zimu?"

"We'll just finish the notes."

When Yang Yiming saw Da Ding, he had already been transferred to the detention room.Across a fence, Yang Yiming coldly threw three words over before he could speak: "Who am I?"

Yang Yiming smiled: "You ask me this ultimate philosophical proposition? How do I know who you are? But if you want to talk about your name, you are Da Ding."

Da Ding took a long breath, with a relieved expression on his face, his eyes lit up: "How do you know it's me?"

"I said, I won't mistake you again." Yang Yiming shrugged, "You are different from him. Although I can't say it clearly, I can see it."

"What are you doing here?"

"Find people." Yang Yiming said.

"I'm not Ding Zimu." Ding said tentatively.

"I know," Yang Yiming sighed, "Da Ding, I'm here to get you."

"Ding Zimu won't know what you did for him, I won't tell him." Ding said, with fear and nervousness in his expression.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter whether he knows it or not." Yang Yiming said calmly.

"why?"

"I take you as a friend."

"Friend?" Da Ding asked unwillingly, "What kind of friend?"

"A trusted friend."

Da Ding suddenly let go of his tightly clenched fist, and slapped his face hard. After taking a few deep breaths, he said before Yang Yiming could ask, "I don't really know what happened. It was Xu Lin who called me. from……"

"Xu Lin?" Yang Yiming raised his voice, "You mean Xu Lin?"

"Yeah." Ding nodded, "He was going crazy with fright, crying all the time, let me go and have a look, when I went, Ding Zimu and the others had already talked for a while, and I heard something. "

"what?"

"Ding Kuiqiang said, say, you, that, took care of Ding Zimu."

"Bao, Bao Yang?" Yang Yiming himself was startled, this accusation made him angry, but this anger was mixed with a bit of guilt.

"Well, I got angry as soon as I heard it, and wanted to rush over to beat people, but I think Ding Zimu wants to kill people more..."

"Wait," Yang Yiming interrupted Ding, "You mean Ding Zimu? Did you see him?"

"He's here," Da Ding said, "he's always been there, and then he left after that dead old man cursed some really nasty words."

"Where did you go?" Yang Yiming asked.

Da Ding shook his head: "I don't know, and I can't find him now."

Yang Yiming felt that his head was in a mess, whether it was Xu Lin who appeared suddenly or Ding Zimu who disappeared, he was helpless.But those are not the top priority, he must get Ding Kuiqiang done first.

"Ding, let me ask you, who made the first move?"

"I," Da Ding's eyes flickered, but he raised his head stubbornly and said in a strong tone. "He scolded Ding Zimu for selling it. Of course I couldn't help it, so I made a move. At that time, Ding Zimu didn't know where he went."

"And before you came? Did they do anything?"

Da Ding shook his head: "I don't know, but Xu Lin said that Ding Kui was strangling Ding Zimu's neck and almost strangled him to death."

Da Ding looked at Yang Yiming's face, and added: "At first I didn't have much trouble, I wanted to leave after beating him to the ground, but the bastard took out a knife again. I think he came prepared." , just to avenge the last time."

Yang Yiming flicked his fingers: "Okay, I'll do the rest."

"Yang Yiming," Ding hesitated for a moment, and finally said with a stiff neck, "He deserves it!"

Yang Yiming smiled: "Of course he deserves it, you are a hero rescuer, I didn't accuse you, why are you nervous?"

"I..." Ding blushed a little, and finally gave in, "I'm causing trouble."

"No trouble," Yang Yiming said softly, "what I can handle is not troublesome."

"I'm so impulsive."

"That kind of thing, if I can bear it, I should beat you." Yang Yiming reached into the fence and patted Ding on the head comfortingly, "Okay, leave the rest alone, by the way, why don't you The transcript made with the police?"

Da Ding said calmly: "Guessing and making up."

***

Ding Kuiqiang was already awake when Yang Yiming left. He sat on the bed and stared at Yang Yiming with cloudy eyes.

"What do you want?" Yang Yiming said straight to the point.

"Money!" Ding Kuiqiang uttered a word. He pointed to his forehead and said, "This is intentional injury. I understand the law."

Yang Yiming sneered, years of prison life made Ding Kuiqiang very clear about the way in which he knew how to use the law to benefit himself.

"I think you have really stayed in prison for too long." Yang Yiming said lightly, "The world is developing so fast that even mobile phones can remotely control the water heater at home."

Ding Kuiqiang squinted his eyes: "What do you mean?"

"I mean that everything is missing in this society now, except cameras."

"Ah?" Ding Kui was stunned for a moment, "What camera?"

Yang Yiming pointed to the door of the ward, and through the glass above the door of the ward, he could just see a corner of the roof of the corridor, where a camera was installed: "There are cameras everywhere on the main road, 360 degrees without dead ends, this matter is from beginning to end. Everything was recorded, starting from the time you stood at the gate of my neighborhood blocking people, every movement was recorded!"

"Then he should have clearly recorded Ding Zimu beating me."

"Yes, including you strangling his neck and almost strangling him."

"I'm a bad old man who can strangle people? Who would believe it?"

"You still have the knife."

"That's my self-defense."

"It's a pity that your record is so thick that it could fit into a closet."

Ding Kuiqiang finally stopped talking, and he squinted at Yang Yiming viciously, with hatred in his cloudy eyes.

Yang Yiming continued calmly: "As for the nurturing you said, Ding Zimu is my patient. You can find out about this relationship in the orphanage. Oh, by the way, the orphanage entrusted me to take care of Ding Zimu. As for why he got sick , this may be traced back to his childhood experience of abuse. Tell me, should we bring it all up and talk about it?"

"What do you want to do?" Ding Kui asked, swallowing hard.

"It's not what I want to do, but what you want to do." Yang Yiming sighed and said, "How about this, Ding Zimu did beat you, although it was not serious, but respecting the old and loving the young is a traditional virtue. We are in a humanitarian , provide you with medical expenses, and give you two months of living expenses, how about this article being exposed?"

Ding Kuiqiang was about to speak, but Yang Yiming followed up: "Of course, if you want more, then I'm sorry, let's do business, and it's okay to go through the legal procedures. But I want to remind you, Ding Zimu, I can release you on bail. Fine, you..." Yang Yiming shook his head threateningly.

Ding Kuiqiang squinted his eyes and calculated.

Yang Yiming waited for a while, and added: "By the way, your dagger is considered a controlled knife, right? It's at the end of the year, and the investigation is very strict."

***

Two days later, Yang Yiming drove to the police station to pick up Dading. Dading kept a straight face and didn't say a word, but he kept peeking into Yang Yiming's eyes, revealing his guilt and uneasiness.Yang Yiming drove the car all the way north calmly. Ding twisted on the seat for a long time and finally couldn't help coughing: "Well, Yang Yiming, where are we going?"

Yang Yiming glanced at him lightly: "Throw you into the ditch."

Da Ding immediately stopped twisting, and his face became even more serious: "If I were a girl, if you threw me in the ditch, someone would want it."

"You can also throw it into the black coal kiln."

"Am I in trouble?"

"It's so troublesome!" Yang Yiming patted the steering wheel to express his dissatisfaction, "Isn't it troublesome to beat someone into the game? Let me tell you, Da Ding, the correct way to beat someone is to find a dark corner, no The camera is inaccessible, hit it from the back with a sap, and run away after hitting it, if you can find a time when you are not present, it will be more perfect."

"you……"

"Also, if you want to beat Ding Kuiqiang, you should call me. Anyway, we have a car, and it is convenient to provide a crime tool to run around. What kind of lonely hero is it? I have to get you in the end."

"You, you are a teacher?" Da Ding was so shocked that he could not speak clearly.

"So I'm not teaching you? Learn a little bit."

Da Ding turned around dumbfounded and looked at the road ahead, and held back a sentence for a while: "I'll call you next time."

Yang Yiming endured it for a while, and finally couldn't hold back a loud laugh, and Ding couldn't help laughing: "Yang Yiming, where are we going?"

"Jing'an Temple."

"what?"

"It's exactly fifteen today, let's go to burn incense sticks." Yang Yiming turned his head and smiled at Dading, "I beg the Buddha to bless you and Ding Zimu to be safe and sound, oh, yes, there is also that kid Xu Lin."

Da Ding grabbed Yang Yiming's wrist with such force that Yang Yiming felt pain.

"What's wrong?" Yang Yiming slammed on the brakes to slow down the speed of the car. This place is close to the outskirts of the city, and it's not a day off, so there are very few vehicles and pedestrians.

"What is my peace and prosperity?" Da Ding asked word by word, "Do you know the peace and prosperity I want?"

Yang Yiming couldn't help stepping on the brakes to stop the car, Ding's sharp eyes even showed hatred, but Yang Yiming was not afraid, he gently put his left hand on the back of Ding's hand, and patted comfortingly: "Release. "

Da Ding froze for a while and let go of his fingers one by one.

"Want to hear the truth?" Yang Yiming turned his wrist.

"Say!"

"Ding, you should realize that you haven't been able to show up again recently."

Da Ding's eyes flashed, and there was a look of pain on his face.

"This shows that Ding Zimu has begun to consciously suppress you."

"Are you very proud?" Da Ding gritted his teeth and said.

"I'm worried," Yang Yiming shook his head. "This is actually wrong. Repression will never solve the problem."

"Then what do you want us to do?"

"I don't know," Yang Yiming shook his head, "so I'm going to beg the Buddha to bless, if everything is safe and smooth..."

Yang Yiming smiled, and solemnly said to Ding: "If everything goes well, you will be Ding Zimu, and Ding Zimu will be you, and you are one."

Da Ding leaned back in his chair and didn't say anything. The two of them came to Jing'an Temple in silence that day, and knelt down in front of the Buddha together in silence.Then Yang Yiming held up a stick of incense and said:

"May the Buddha bless you, and everything will be safe and smooth."