my boyfriend is too random

Da Ding woke up suddenly when he slept in the middle of the night. He opened his eyes and found a small wall lamp was on in the living room, and Yang Yiming was already asleep leaning against the sofa.He looked at Yang Yiming's face in a daze in silence, a little panicked: before tonight, he had always had doubts about whether Yang Yiming could cure Ding Zimu.To be honest, he didn't believe that Yang Yiming could call Xu Lin out and ask why.According to the close relationship between him and Xu Lin, Xu Lin couldn't open his mouth to say something to him, and it was even more impossible for Yang Yiming, who had never met him, to do this.

But in fact, Yang Yiming actually gained Xu Lin's full trust with just one photo!Ding thought, why on earth did Yang Yiming do this?Ding Zimu trusts him, and Xu Lin also trusts him. Where does this "trust" come from?Why can't I still trust him?Will Yang Yiming prefer someone who believes in him?

Da Ding was dazed by his own thoughts. He is not a person who is good at thinking. Intuition is his way of life and directly his principle of doing things. Such rational thinking makes him overwhelmed.Da Ding looked down at Yang Yiming in frustration. The man closed his eyes, but it could be seen that he was not asleep, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyelids sometimes trembled slightly.He must be worried about Ding Zimu, after hearing such a tragic story, he must wish to disappear quickly, and let Ding Zimu come back and stay at home safely.

Da Ding felt very sad. Ding Zimu and Yang Yiming stood at the two ends of his spiritual balance. One was the meaning of his existence and the other was the joy of his existence. He didn't know which way he should take a step.

He stretched out his hand gently uncontrollably, just as his fingers touched Yang Yiming's eyelashes, Yang Yiming opened his eyes: "Are you awake?"

Da Ding withdrew his fingers and nodded: "I'm awake."

"Da Ding?"

"Ah."

Yang Yiming struggled to stand up from the ground, stretched his waist and said, "If you wake up, go back to the bedroom and sleep. I slept until my waist almost broke."

"Go back to the bedroom...will you still accompany me?" Da Ding popped up out of nowhere.

"What do you want for breakfast tomorrow morning? I woke up and went downstairs to buy it." Yang Yiming pretended not to hear what Dading said.

Da Ding suddenly became angry, and he grabbed Yang Yiming by the collar: "Yang Yiming, let me ask you, can you still accompany me when I go back to the bedroom?"

"Yes," Yang Yiming said, "what can't be done? In your room or in my room, they are all sleeping anyway. Where is sleeping not sleeping?"

Ding slowly let go of his hand, yes, no matter where he is, he is just sleeping, no matter whether he is with Xu Lin or Ding, in the end it is only Ding Zimu who is with him.

"Do you want to bring him back?" Da Ding asked softly.

"I think," Yang Yiming said without hesitation, "I can get him back."

"How do you want to find it?" Da Ding asked with a sneer.

"Da Ding," Yang Yiming said slowly, "Ding Zimu is not Xu Lin."

"What do you mean?"

"Didn't you find out?" Yang Yiming chuckled, "You are too used to protecting him, so you never really recognized Ding Zimu. He was hurt, and he hid the most terrible memories. Of course, we can understand that It is a kind of escape, but it is also a kind of self-preservation in a sense. The eight-year-old he can't understand and accept those things, so he can only hide and become a child who needs your protection. But the 22-year-old he is Those who have the courage to face all this, even before Xu Lin opened his mouth, he realized that he had been sexually assaulted through the Internet and reading books. I still remember his calm and brave expression when he said this to me. Do you think so? Will Ding Zimu take the initiative to hide? No, the only reason why he has not appeared until now is that he was imprisoned by someone."

Da Ding's face suddenly turned pale: "What do you mean? Are you saying that there is no need for me to exist at all?"

Yang Yiming was silent for two seconds, trying to keep his voice free of pity: "No, you once protected him very well."

"Ever?" Ding's expression was a little violent, "Do you think I've expired? Can I throw it away?"

"No, what I mean is that you should learn to trust Ding Zimu, believe that he has grown up, he is not Xu Lin, he will gradually become stronger, and learn to face and deal with various problems in life."

"Oh?" Da Ding narrowed his eyes, "You mean again that I don't trust him, and I won't let him 'face the problem'? Hmph, do you want to say that I imprisoned him?"

Yang Yiming shook his head: "You can't, Xu Lin can't, so I suspect it's a new friend, for example—Brother Zheng?"

***

Ding Zimu sat in the dilapidated small courtyard, watching a setting sun slowly fall down the wall, he couldn't remember how many times he watched the sun sinking.The aroma of stewed beef lingers in the small courtyard all day long. Brother Zheng sits with the same dish day after day as if possessed by a demon. Every time he proposes to go out to buy some dishes or change the dishes, Brother Zheng will always use various reasons stop yourself.

Ding Zimu was just a little puzzled, why he still couldn't get out of this courtyard.

He stood up to see a small dog run from a corner, darting across the yard before disappearing into a shadow.Ding Zimu said, "Brother Zheng, I want to go out for a while."

"Where are you going?" Brother Zheng came out of the kitchen, "Don't run around when it's time to eat, it's going to rain soon."

Ding Zimu looked up at the sky, and sure enough, the clouds were overcast, and the air was filled with moisture.He vaguely remembered seeing a sunset just now, and the glowing clouds in the sky: "Brother Zheng, I want to go out, even if it's raining."

"Why?" Brother Zheng lowered his face, "You can't even have a meal at home with me?"

Ding Zimu raised his head and said clearly: "I'm going to find Teacher Yang, please let me go out."

Brother Zheng changed his face in an instant, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were dark, and his jaw tightened, reminding Ding Zimu of his father.Every time my father showed such an expression, he would definitely get a good beating.Ding Zimu looked subconsciously, Zheng Ge didn't have anything at hand, but there was a mop two meters away from him, and a thick wooden handle would be the most convenient tool.

Ding Zimu rushed towards the mop without even thinking about it, and while he was moving, Brother Zheng also jumped out.The two touched the mop almost at the same time, but Brother Zheng was closer and grabbed the mop in his hand.

"Ding Zimu," Zheng Ge said coldly, "what do you want to do?"

"I want to go out." Ding Zimu said calmly, looking at the mop in Brother Zheng's hand, he felt the corners of his eyes twitch, but the strange thing was that he didn't feel fear, but a feeling of eagerness to try.

Brother Zheng showed a look of disdain, "How do you want to get out?"

"Will you hit me?" Ding Zimu asked seriously, "Just like when my father hit me when I was young, would you?"

"No." Brother Zheng weighed the mop in his hand, "I just don't want you to go out, it's too dangerous outside, you should stay here, I will protect you."

"I can do it myself, I can't be protected by you forever."

"You can't," Brother Zheng shook his head, "You have to listen to me, you can't handle things outside."

Ding Zimu stepped forward and stood in front of Brother Zheng: "Brother Zheng, let me go out. I will grow up, and I will learn to deal with things outside. Teacher Yang will help me."

Brother Zheng shook his head: "No..."

"Have you finished the one surnamed Zheng?" A voice suddenly sounded in the yard. This voice was unfamiliar yet familiar. Ding Zimu wondered where he had heard it before? "

"Why are you here?" Brother Zheng clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.

"Look for someone." The man said impatiently, "You surnamed Zheng, are you robbing the civilian girl? Why are you holding her so that she won't let her go?"

"Shut up, you don't understand anything." Zheng Ge said angrily, "What am I doing this for? It's not to protect him. He doesn't understand anything. He didn't know anything. He went out because he was deceived by that surnamed Yang." You have to die!"

"Teacher Yang won't lie to me!" Ding Zimu didn't care about the voice, and immediately started to refute.

"Shut up!" Two voices rang out at the same time.Two figures appeared in front of Ding Zimu's eyes, one was Brother Zheng, and the other looked unfamiliar. In his 20s, he was much taller and stronger than himself, with strips of muscle bulging on his arms. He had a rebellious short hair and sharp eyes.

Who is this guy?Ding Zimu thought about it, and asked, "Who are you?"

"It's your ancestor!" the man said angrily, "You idiot! Go back quickly, go back where you came from."

These harsh words did not scare Ding Zimu, on the contrary, he heard warmth from these words.And this kind of warmth quickly spread from the heart to the whole body, making him feel comfortable and comfortable, just like reuniting with an old friend after a long absence.

He instantly remembered why this voice was so familiar, because he had heard it before!

When he met Ding Kuiqiang for the first time, he came to a small courtyard in a coma. Just like this time, when he wandered around the gate of the courtyard, he could also hear Grandma Zheng's kind greeting and the sweetness of fried rice cakes. Xiang, you can also see Xu Lin curled up behind the bicycle.The difference is that this time I was held back by Zheng Ge, but that time, when he was about to step into the small courtyard, he was stopped by a person. The person said, "Go in if you miss" and " Go back quickly, go back where you came from"...

A series of fragmented memories rushed to my face, the father's stick, the mother's indifference, the puppy that was hanged... And, in the middle of the night, I fantasized about a thousand ways to kill my father.Screams, sticks, begging for mercy, dogs barking... Ding Zimu felt that his brain was about to explode, his headache was splitting, and everything in front of him was a double image.

In the chaos, he heard another voice: "Ding Zimu, I will cure you, and I will be with you."

So the whole world became quiet, the cloudy sky dissipated, the sun shone brightly, the small yard glowed with new vitality, the yellow weeds on the wall turned green, the broken window panes were intact as new, and even the tiresome The aroma of the beef stew has also become mouth-watering.

The two people who were arguing stopped and looked at Ding Zimu in surprise, watching everything in the small courtyard come back to life.

"Da Ding," Ding Zimu said, "thank you for doing so much for me."

Da Ding was stunned for two seconds, and said awkwardly, "Who is for you, I am for myself, I am going to annoy you to death."

Ding Zimu turned around and said to Brother Zheng, "Brother Zheng, I will take care of myself, don't worry."

"Impossible." Zheng Ge said, "You let people sell it and pay for it."

"That's what he likes!" Da Ding snapped up, "If you let him be cheated once, he will have a long memory."

"You fart!" Brother Zheng was furious.

Ding Zimu took a step forward and put his hands on the shoulders of the two people, so the two people stopped talking: "Thank you, I will be fine." Ding Zimu said, "Brother Zheng, I have grown up, I am not eight years old My child, you have to trust me, I should learn to be independent. Can you give me a chance? I can prove it. "

Brother Zheng didn't speak, but Ding said, "Hurry up and get out!"

Zheng Ge was silent for a while, then took a step back slightly, Ding Zimu heaved a sigh of relief: "Thank you."

But Da Ding leaned forward, leaned close to Ding Zimu's ear and said, "How about we have a competition?"

"Huh?" Ding Zimu was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Ding was talking about.

"Don't understand?" Ding smiled slightly, "It's okay, you will understand in the future. Now, go back."

After finishing speaking, Ding pushed Ding Zimu, Ding Zimu staggered, and rushed to the gate of the courtyard in two steps.The old and dilapidated front courtyard door has become brand new. With a light push, the door opened quietly.With the opening of the door, a dazzling light made Ding Zimu close his eyes.