my boyfriend is too random

Luo Yang drove the car onto the fast lane, the car sped forward steadily, and there was silence in the car.In fact, Ding Zimu knew what Luo Yang wanted to say, and sure enough, Luo Yang said: "There are two things I want to ask you. First, Teacher Yang has been refusing to tell me what's wrong with you. He is a consultant and he refuses to say anything. I can understand. But I want to ask you, what's wrong with you; second, is there anything you haven't told me recently? "

Ding Zimu hesitated for a moment and said: "First, I have some mental problems, but now it's much better, I...Actually..."

"Okay, don't tell me if you don't want to, it's okay." Luo Yang interrupted Ding Zimu, "Who doesn't have any secrets yet, but if you need my help, you must tell me."

Ding Zimu is very grateful. In fact, Yang Yiming said that if those close to him can understand and support him, it will be very beneficial to his recovery.But Ding Zimu was reluctant to say it, he always felt that this matter and the past behind it belonged only to him and Yang Yiming.It was Yang Yiming who led him out step by step and made him complete. He only wanted to keep this secret with Yang Yiming, and he only wanted to face it with Yang Yiming.As for Luo Yang and Teacher Feng, he hoped that Ding Zimu would always be Ding Zimu in front of them.

Therefore, Ding Zimu naturally skipped the first question, and said, "The second thing... I don't quite know what you want to ask."

"You said you understand Song Zhi today, what does that mean?" Luo Yang asked sharply, "Mumu, I've known you for almost 20 years, and you haven't even held a girl's hand before, so what do you know?"

"Who said, I held your hand, you are not a girl?" Ding Zimu said.

"I'm your older sister, a god-like existence!" Luo Yang rolled his eyes and said, "Don't change the subject, just talk to me."

Ding Zimu turned his head and looked out of the car window, full of words but didn't know where to start. As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt all kinds of memory fragments swept over him. It was difficult for him to explain this feeling clearly, and he didn't know how to let Luo Yang understand and accept.

Luo Yang glanced at him: "Is there someone you like?"

Ding Zimu nodded slowly.

Luo Yang stopped talking again, Ding Zimu felt that the speed of the car was getting faster and faster, he whispered: "Luo Yang, you can ask whatever you want, but... drive slowly."

Luo Yang slammed on the brakes, the car made a sharp sound, and immediately there was a sound of horns from behind.Luo Yang grabbed the steering wheel to catch his breath, then stepped on the accelerator again.

"Mumu, I probably know who that person is. Your contacts are too narrow, so I guessed it right away."

"Yeah." Ding Zimu smiled and said, "I didn't want to hide it from you."

"Will it be too hard?" Luo Yang said, "I'm worried about you, so... there will be no results."

"Yeah, I know." Ding Zimu smiled self-deprecatingly, "So I didn't think there would be any results. Whether you like it or not, it's always a matter of one person."

"Mumu," Luo Yang said after a moment of hesitation, "I think you should think about it..."

"Luo Yang," Ding Zimu interrupted Luo Yang, "Stop talking, I know what you want to say, I've been thinking about this question since the moment I woke up, and I've thought it through very clearly. "

"Are you awake? What do you mean by awakening?"

"That," Ding Zimu shook his head, "That's not important. I was confused for a while, and I couldn't figure out who I was and where I was, but now I know very well, and I also know what I will face. I am not a little boy. Son, I'm already in my 20s, if I still can't figure this out, it's really a waste of time."

Luo Yang tentatively asked, "Do you want to tell him?"

Ding Zimu was silent for a long time this time. When Luo Yang thought he would not answer this question, Ding Zimu said slowly: "I really want to tell him."

"What did you say?" Luo Yang was a little surprised.

"I want to tell him." Ding Zimu said again, slowly but firmly, "Luo Yang, I really want to tell him."

"Have you figured it out?" Luo Yang asked, "Have you really thought about it?"

"This kind of thing, what do you think about it or not?" Ding Zimu smiled wryly, "Isn't it all the same thing if you want to or not? It's not like I can change the ending just by thinking about it."

"Have you thought about the ending?"

"Think about it, I've been thinking about it for the past two days." Ding Zimu sighed, "There are only two endings for this kind of thing in the whole world, but there is only one for me."

"Huh?" Luo Yang raised one eyebrow and cast a questioning look.

"Impossible." Ding Zimu looked at Luo Yang and said earnestly, "Even if he likes me, he can't admit or respond. The consultant forbids to have emotional entanglements with the patient, because it will seriously affect the treatment. He is whole-hearted. To cure me, anything that would get in the way of healing would make it impossible for him to happen."

"so?"

"So even if I want to tell him, I can't," Ding Zimu said. "He will transfer me to someone else. At the very beginning, he told me to accept a consultation from an American professor who is an authority in the industry. But I I don’t want to, I feel solid by his side, and I don’t want to leave, so I can’t say.”

"Try it?" Luo Yang said, "I remember when Song Zhigang chased me, I also asked you if I would accept it. You suggested that I try it, but you said that if I didn't try it, I would never know the answer.

Ding Zimu said: "I can't try it, at least not at the moment. If one day I get better and I am no longer his patient, and there is no restriction between us, I will say it."

"When will it be?" Luo Yang felt distressed, "What if he has someone he likes before then?"

Ding Zimu fell silent again, the atmosphere was terribly depressed, and Luo Yang could even feel a sense of despair spreading.What Mu Mu faced was a double taboo, which was an impenetrable shackle that didn't give him any chance.Luo Yang was heartbroken. She watched the boy struggle to live from eight years old to 22 years old. Except for "adult independence", he had never had such strong emotions for anyone or anything, nor had he ever been so desperate.

Luo Yang remembers that when Ding Zimu was at his worst, he couldn't afford three meals a day. Even then, he never despaired. He always believed in his "craftsmanship" and wanted to build his own life based on it.But facing Yang Yiming, he had no room to struggle.

Luo Yang parked the car downstairs at Yang Yiming's house, she cleared her throat and said, "Mumu..."

"I'll be there before that." Ding Zimu said suddenly, his eyes were amazingly bright under the light of the street lamps, his face was slightly red, and he said very firmly, "Luo Yang, I must be there before that." Before that."

"What... what?" Ding Zimu's reaction was completely beyond Luo Yang's expectation, so that she couldn't react in time.

"I want to get better before he falls in love with someone else, and I want to make him fall in love with me before that." Ding Zimu turned his head to look at Luo Yang, with a flying look on his brows.

"Is he crooked?" Luo Yang asked stupidly.

"Probably not," Ding Zimu shook his head, "I know he went on a blind date, but it doesn't matter. If he doesn't get married, I'll have a chance one day. If you don't try, how will you know?"

"I know you are a tough person," Luo Yang said, "Teacher Feng said that you can survive in that environment, and you are actually very strong inside, but I really didn't think you could be so twisted before. !"

Ding Zimu said: "I am following the doctor's advice. Teacher Yang taught me to 'take the initiative' in communicating with people. I must have someone to 'take the initiative'."

"Hmph," Luo Yang sneered, and then said after some consideration, "In terms of reason, I don't really support you. The path you chose for yourself is too difficult, even harder than the path you took before."

"What about emotions?" Ding Zimu blinked and asked with a smile.

"Emotionally... damn it!" Luo Yang cursed a curse in a low voice, and then said, "I can't even ask you to leave Song Zhi now!"

"So," Ding Zimu stretched his waist and opened the car door, "I can't help it. This kind of thing is beyond the control of reason. Even if he is married, I still like him. Maybe I will give up on him, but I don't like him. will die."

***

When Ding Zimu opened the door, Yang Yiming was sitting on the sofa watching TV. When he heard the door ring, he turned his head and asked, "Did you have a good chat?"

"I'm very happy, I brought you a midnight snack." Ding Zimu said, putting the plastic bag in his hand on the small table in the entrance, and accidentally touched Yang Yiming's coat hanging on the wall.Ding Zimu was stunned for a moment, then touched the overcoat again, the cold air on the clothes had not dissipated.After changing his shoes, he walked into the living room with a plastic bag, took out the lunch box and put it on the coffee table, turned around and went to the kitchen to get chopsticks, and touched the casing of the TV when he passed by it, and it was also cold.

Yang Yiming opened the lid of the lunch box, and inside was a rice roll.Today Ding Zimu and the others ate hot pot, which was not sold in that hot pot restaurant. Yang Yiming sat in the car and watched Ding Zimu come out of the hot pot restaurant and then turned to the tea restaurant next door to buy it.He was still thinking at the time, wondering if this little guy went to buy himself a midnight snack, and if he bought it, whether to buy rice rolls or barbecued pork buns.Just thinking about it all the way, driving all the way behind Luo Yang far away, and only turning around to another street until the last intersection, it is enough speed to be able to enter the house before Ding Zimu.He had already figured it out, if Ding Zimu entered the house before him, he would lie and claim that he had gone to the car to get the materials. In order to round up this nonsense, he really took a file bag from the car.

Yang Yiming knew that his behavior was a little silly and perverted, but he was still worried.I also thought about simply sending him to pick him up, but I also wanted to give him enough space to actively communicate with people and make his world more open.After struggling for a long time, he followed Ding Zimu secretly like a stalker.

Hey, this is not a consultant, it's just an old lady!Yang Yiming stretched out his hand and squeezed a section of rice rolls and threw it into his mouth, feeling a little ridiculous.

"Here are your chopsticks." Ding Zimu handed over a pair of chopsticks, and pulled the tissue box on the tea table over to Yang Yiming's hand, "Is it enough?"

Yang Yiming nodded and said "thank you" vaguely.

"What's there to thank?" Ding Zimu said, "Do you still have to work tonight? Do you want me to make a pot of coffee?"

Yang Yiming stopped the chopsticks in his hand: "Hey, I didn't need them at first, I was just waiting for an email from Professor Friedman, but after you said that, I suddenly became hungry."

Ding Zimu went to the kitchen to grind coffee, and Yang Yiming muttered, "It's over, I won't be able to drink the coffee made by others in the future."

"Then what should we do?" Ding Zimu said in the kitchen, "Why don't I open a coffee shop under your house, you are a lifetime free VIP."

Yang Yiming was stunned for a moment, feeling that this conversation seemed familiar, he smiled wryly, and still had the same idea - what do I want your VIP for?

After a while, Ding Zimu came in with a cup of coffee: "Can't the professor's email be read tomorrow?"

"There's nothing wrong with it," Yang Yiming took the coffee, "but you can cheat a cup of coffee."

"Don't lie, I can make you coffee for the rest of your life."

Yang Yiming's hands trembled, and he sighed: "Does this idiot know what 'a lifetime' is?"