my boyfriend is too random

Ding put down the bowls and chopsticks contentedly, patted his stomach and said, "I'm full."

Yang Yiming said: "It's really hard for you, you can eat the rice I cook."

"I can't eat a few meals in my life. Let's count it as a meal. They are all delicious."

Yang Yiming silently packed the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen.This kid has learned to use the underdog strategy, and he is extremely difficult to deal with.Every time he put on a look of "life is not long", which made Yang Yiming feel that he was killing his life with his own hands.Of course Yang Yiming knew what Ding wanted to do. The last time it was Red Bull + coffee, this time he changed his strategy but the purpose was to occupy Ding Zimu's body so as to "exist" in a real sense.

As of today, Ding Zimu has disappeared for almost a week, which has never happened before.Yang Yiming communicated with Professor Friedman all night and thought of many ways: he took Da Ding to the area where Ding Zimu lived when he was a child, but Da Ding shrugged and said, "Yang Yiming, you must know that Ding Zimu was beaten It’s not me, I don’t feel anything here.”

So he took Dading to the orphanage, but Dading said indifferently: "I don't know this place well, or you can take me around."

Yang Yiming also took him to the demolition area, where the houses were even more dilapidated, and the small yard that Ding Zimu rented before had been empty and overgrown with weeds.Da Ding patted the mottled courtyard door and said: "I have been to this place a few times, but every time I came here after fighting with someone, just to sleep and rest, not as comfortable as your home. "Yang Yiming looked at Ding with amused and angry expression, and Ding said, "Yang Yiming, the current situation is that Ding Zimu doesn't want to come back, and I can't help it."

In the end, Yang Yiming wanted to take Dading to the studio of his mentor Zhao Zheng, who was very knowledgeable about hypnotherapy.But Da Ding was very resistant to this, he gritted his teeth and said three words: "I won't go."

"Da Ding," Yang Yiming said, "we must find a channel to solve the problem, right now, this is not stable."

"I don't care," Ding shrugged, "For me, one day counts as one day."

"But Ding Zimu will come back eventually, won't he?"

"Not necessarily. You said that Ding Zimu may never come back from a scientific point of view."

"No," Yang Yiming said affirmatively, "Don't you know Ding Zimu yet? Is he a person who shrinks back so easily? If he really was, you would have occupied him long ago."

Da Ding was silent for a while, but still shook his head: "No, he will come back if he wants to. It's useless for you to do this."

"I believe he is willing to come back, but I don't know what is holding him back."

"Then wait until he can escape." Ding's tone was non-negotiable.

Yang Yiming felt a little helpless, here was Da Ding's refusal to cooperate, over there the old mother was still observing in the hospital, and at the same time the work of the Education Committee could not be delayed, Yang Yiming felt that he was so busy that he would have to DID.

On the contrary, Da Ding is very free, the bakery has been asking for leave, Yuan Qiao is so sad that he is about to wipe his neck and hang himself, Yang Yiming is always prevaricating for Ding Zimu's illness, but how long can this prevarication last?Da Ding was leaning on the sofa, flipping through "The Domineering Prince and Pretty Princess" with relish, watching Yang Yiming burnt out.

When Yang Yiming came back from get off work that day, he brought Xu Zhujun back.The little girl's father worked overtime today, and Yang Shuangming was guarding Yang's mother in the hospital, so Xu Zhujun was thrown to his uncle to take care of him temporarily.When Da Ding saw Xu Zhujun enter the door, he was really stunned for a while: "Shall we watch her?"

"Yes," Yang Yiming felt particularly relieved, "You are in charge of watching her, playing with her, making her happy, and I will cook."

"Wait, wait, I won't."

"Impossible, haven't you been looking at Xu Lin?"

"Don't worry about that kid Xu Lin, he won't move when he curls up there by himself, this...I can't."

"Then you go to cook?"

Xu Zhujun was very happy to see Da Ding. Everyone likes a handsome guy, and this handsome guy is quite familiar. When he went to the hospital to see his grandma, he often followed his brother Ceng Ding to make delicious snacks.

"Brother Ding!" Xu Zhujun rushed towards Ding directly, hugged Ding's waist without treating himself as an outsider, and said, "I want Brother Ding to play with me, and uncle to cook!"

So, before Da Ding could think about it, the personnel arrangement had already been made.Da Ding sighed: "Forget it, I'll accompany her."

"Brother Ding accompanied me to do puzzles, ah, why don't we draw first, ah, what do you think we should do first..." Xu Zhujun dragged Ding to sit in a corner of the living room chattering.

Yang Yiming looked at the big one and the small one and thought, if it was Ding Zimu, he would be able to play patiently with Xu Zhujun, whether it was painting or doing puzzles, the last two people would definitely have fun, if it was Ding Zimu...

Sure enough, Yang Yiming was busy in the kitchen for less than an hour and Ding couldn't stand it: "Yang Yiming, when will you be able to cook?"

Yang Yiming yelled amidst the roar of the range hood: "What's wrong?"

Xu Zhujun took the lead and said, "Uncle, uncle, Brother Ding is so stupid!"

Yang Yiming could tell with his feet that this kind of ending would definitely happen. Xu Zhujun is unforgiving, and Da Ding is short-tempered. He usually fights when he gets along with outsiders. Now let him fight with a tooth A sharp-tongued little girl, I guess he's about to explode right now.Yang Yiming was amused when he thought of the possible situation in the living room now, he raised his voice and asked, "Junjun, what did you ask Brother Ding to do?"

"We are doing puzzles, and he makes mistakes every time." Maybe Dading took another wrong piece of puzzles, Xu Zhujun yelled and then complained: "You are wrong again... oh... what can you do."

Hearing Da Ding's voice, Yang Yiming thought that the boy was probably too angry to speak, so he taught him a lesson: "Jun Jun, don't talk like that, it's rude!"

Yang Yiming wiped his hands and came out of the kitchen. The living room was in a mess. Hundreds of puzzle pieces were randomly spread on the floor. Xu Zhujun was lying on the ground, and Ding was sitting on the ground leaning against the sofa, with an expression of "I'm about to die".

"Okay, let's clean up and eat." Yang Yiming cleared the dining table and sent the big and small to wash their hands and eat.The three of them were hungry, and no one had time to fight. Only Xu Zhujun complained: "Uncle, your cooking is still so bad. If I knew it, I would have asked you to play with me and Brother Ding to cook."

Yang Yiming thought to himself, I really should let Da Ding cook you a meal, as long as you don't cry and say that I abused you.

Of course Da Ding understood who Xu Zhujun was talking about, so his face turned ugly again. Yang Yiming gave Da Ding a wink to signal him not to be serious with the child. Da Ding finished his meal in silence, pushed the bowl and chopsticks and said: " I'll do the dishes in a while."

After the meal, Yang Yiming tacitly took over Ding's work and played with Xu Zhujun. Xu Zhujun lost interest in puzzles and clamored to draw. The table was covered with paper and pens. When Ding came out of the kitchen, a large white paper had already been drawn. It's colorful.

Yang Yiming clapped his hands and praised "It's so beautiful", Xu Zhujun curled his lips and said, "What's so beautiful, it's so ugly, tear it up." After speaking, she really grabbed the painting and tore it up a few times.Yang Yiming couldn't stop him, so he patted Xu Zhujun on the head and said, "You have high standards and strict requirements."

Xu Zhujun murmured and pulled another piece of white paper to start writing. Yang Yiming raised his head and glanced casually, his back immediately burst into a layer of cold sweat in fright.

Da Ding stood in the middle of the living room, his face pale and trembling, and his eyes fixed on Xu Zhujun. There were fear and panic in his eyes, but more of hatred. Yang Yiming felt that Da Ding would jump over and tear Xu Zhujun into pieces. , as if Xu Zhujun tore that piece of paper.Completely subconsciously, Yang Yiming jumped up from the ground and directly blocked Ding.

"Uncle?" Xu Zhujun called out suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

"It's okay, you can draw. Uncle has a few words with Brother Ding." Yang Yiming didn't dare to move his position, and stopped in front of Ding, not daring to take his eyes off Ding while talking.Yang Yiming was really scared. He had seen Ding show this kind of expression before. It was the kind of expression he wanted to kill before he faced Ding Kuiqiang—but what he was facing now was Xu Zhujun!

Yang Yiming called softly: "Da Ding?"

Da Ding squinted his eyes, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. He tilted his head slightly, as if he was listening carefully to Yang Yiming's voice without interference.There was no sound in the room, except for the sound of the watercolor pen in Xu Zhujun's hand scratching the paper.

"Da Ding?" Yang Yiming called again softly, "What are you doing?"

Da Ding woke up suddenly, he blinked, the hatred in his eyes faded a bit, but he was still panicked, his lips trembled and he didn't know what to say.

"Go into the house!" Yang Yiming said decisively, and he gently pushed Ding, "You go into the house first."

Da Ding frowned, his face was full of doubts, he seemed to be engaged in a fierce ideological struggle, he didn't know whether to stay here or listen to Yang Yiming to enter the house.

"Ding, can you go into the house, I'll find you later." Yang Yiming softened his voice, with a bit of pleading.

"Oh." Ding nodded stiffly, but he still stood there without moving, his eyes always looking towards Xu Zhujun.

Yang Yiming was so nervous that his breathing was almost unsteady. He looked back at Xu Zhujun, who was concentrating on coloring and didn't notice the changes here.Yang Yiming tentatively put his palm on Ding's shoulder and exerted a little force.Da Ding turned his gaze back from Xu Zhujun, and looked at Yang Yiming suspiciously.

Yang Yiming's hands gradually exerted force, and Ding slowly turned around with this force, facing the door of the bedroom.

"Go in," Yang Yiming pushed Ding with a little more force, and Ding lifted his foot and walked into the bedroom slowly.Yang Yiming let out a long breath, feeling his back was wet and cold.

"Uncle," Xu Zhujun asked when he heard the bedroom door closing, "Where's Brother Ding?"

"He ate too much, so he doesn't feel well and went back to the house to rest for a while." Yang Yiming babbled nonsense, and at the same time picked up his mobile phone to call his brother-in-law, but fortunately, he was almost here.

"Junjun, can you pack up your things first, your father is coming to pick you up soon."

"Oh," Xu Zhujun stood up obediently, "Uncle, why is Brother Ding unhappy today?"

"I don't know, I'll ask him later." Yang Yiming said perfunctorily, while keeping glances at the bedroom door, lest Dading would open it and rush out.

"I think Brother Ding is very fierce today. He was not like this before. Who made him unhappy today?" Xu Zhujun looked at Yang Yiming with a dissatisfied expression when he asked this question.

Yang Yiming poked her forehead: "You doubt me?"

Xu Zhujun snorted, and Yang Yiming thought amusedly and angrily, this man is taking advantage of being handsome.

While the two of them were talking, there was a faint voice coming from the closed bedroom door, which seemed intermittent.

"Who is Brother Ding talking to?" Xu Zhujun asked.

"Maybe call." Yang Yiming said absently, his scalp starting to tingle.Fortunately, at this moment, the doorbell rang in time to save Yang Yiming.Yang Yiming dismissed Xu's father and daughter away quickly, stood in the living room after closing the door, and took a few deep breaths. He closed his eyes and counted his heartbeat silently, until the frequency of the heartbeat became normal.

He finally reached out and pushed open the bedroom door.

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Da Ding curled up in the corner, wrapped his arms around his calves, and buried his face in his knees.Yang Yiming could only see his black hair and hear his intermittent speech, to be precise, talking to himself.

"What are you afraid of?"

"They scolded me."

"Yang Yiming won't scold you."

"They tore up my paintings."

"That was in the past."

"Do not……"

Seeing Da Ding or Xu Lin curled up more tightly, Yang Yiming let out an uncontrollable choked sob.

Yang Yiming stood at the door without moving. He wanted to hear what else Da Ding and Xu Lin had said, but the two never spoke again.So Yang Yiming coughed lightly, indicating that he had come in.As expected, Xu Lin choked up louder, and his whole body began to tremble slightly.

"Xu Lin," Yang Yiming said softly, "My name is Yang Yiming, you have met me, remember?"

Xu Lin didn't even lift his head, and shook his head indiscriminately.

"Don't be afraid of me, I won't hurt you, I'll just stand here and not get close to you, okay?"

"No, no, don't." Xu Lin said intermittently.

"Then, I want to chat with your elder brother Ding, is that okay?"

Xu Lin didn't speak, but cried louder.

Yang Yiming was not in a hurry, he sat down on the ground, put his hands on his knees, and said slowly: "Xu Lin, I'll just sit here, okay? You don't need to talk, let me chat with you, okay?" ?”

Xu Lin didn't respond.

"Xu Lin, I know your brother Ding, do you like brother Ding?"

Xu Lin didn't say a word, but the sobbing sound seemed to be a little lower.

"Your Big Brother Ding also likes me very much." Yang Yiming said this, and at the same time felt that this was really embarrassing.He could even imagine that if Da Ding heard what he said, he would roll his eyes and snort coldly.But no matter how embarrassing it was, the topic still had to be talked about in such an embarrassing way.

"Xu Lin, Brother Ding won't hurt you, right, so I won't hurt you either, or Brother Ding wouldn't like me." Yang Yiming slapped himself in the heart, feeling his face straight fever.

Xu Lin moved, and finally raised his head slowly.Yang Yiming recognized his face instantly when he saw his face. This person must not be Ding Zimu, let alone Da Ding.Ding Zimu's eyes are gentle but full of patience and persistence, Da Ding's eyes are wild and full of longing and plundering, and Xu Lin's eyes, except for fear, can only retreat, it is a desperate look, which makes people feel distressed.

Yang Yiming recalled how Yang Shuangming smiled at Xu Zhujun, and tried to smile more gently.As a professional psychological counselor, he knew that now was the best time, and Xu Lin did not avoid contact with him. This kind of opportunity is once in a lifetime, and if you miss this time, you may never find it again. It's hard to call Xu Lin out, no matter what called Xu Lin out today, he can't let this opportunity pass by for nothing.

Yang Yiming said, "Xu Lin, do you like drawing?"

Xu Lin's eyes full of despair suddenly lit up.