my boyfriend is too random

Ding Zimu never knew that falling in love would be such a feeling, and he would feel top-heavy and erratic every day.Luo Yang called him, and when he answered the phone, he smirked, making Luo Yang sweat all over his body: "Mumu, what are you doing? What are you laughing at?" Luo Yang wondered if Ding Zimu was a little sick, So he immediately became nervous: "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Are you dizzy? Let me see you where are you?"

"I'm fine." Ding Zimu said, "I just want to tell you one thing."

"You want to tell me you're 'hehehe'?" Luo Yang originally wanted to tease Ding Zimu's smirk, but who knew that Ding Zimu stuttered: "I, I, I..."

Luo Yang was silent for two seconds, and asked cautiously: "Mumu, should you confess something to me?"

"I, I, I just want to tell you that Teacher Yang and I are, um, together."

"Wait," Luo Yang said, "Wait a minute, I have to calm down... What do you mean by 'together'? Fuck you! You are really a man of action."

"Girls don't swear." Ding Zimu said.

"You still have the leisure to care if I swear or not?" Luo Yang exclaimed, "You are really calm."

"I, I'm actually quite nervous." Ding Zimu said shyly, "But I'm very happy that Teacher Yang didn't reject me."

"How can a person who has always had bad intentions for you refuse when you throw yourself into his arms?" Luo Yang said with a smile, "Should I say 'Congratulations'?"

"Luo Yang!" Ding Zimu said seriously, "Why are you doing this? Is it useful to just say congratulations? Can you treat me to dinner?"

Luo Yang laughed loudly and said, "The food you cook is the best, how can you invite me?"

Even though they said so, the two happily finalized the weekend dinner.Luo Yang said that he was not allowed to bring family members, and the two best friends wanted to talk privately, Ding Zimu readily agreed.When he came back and told Yang Yiming, Yang Yiming complained that he was ruthlessly abandoned, but still happily drove Ding Zimu to the restaurant.

After delivering Ding Zimu, Yang Yiming went straight back to his mother's house.This weekend, the whole family is together, and Yang's mother is in good condition today, and she also got up to eat with everyone.Halfway through eating, Yang's mother sighed, "It's a pity that Xiaoding didn't come."Yang Yiming was a little embarrassed immediately, glanced at Xu Zhujun, and felt that it was not appropriate to say this in front of the child.

Mother Yang smiled apologetically, and changed the topic: "Junjun, eat more ribs."

"Grandma," Xu Zhujun said vaguely with his mouth full of rice, "I want to eat pork rib porridge made by Brother Mu Mu."

Yang Shuangming patted the back of Xu Zhujun's head and said, "You look fat, eat less meat."

Jun Jun pouted and stopped talking.

After the meal, Yang Yiming was taken back to the back room by Yang's mother. Yang's mother sat on the small sofa and said, "Yiming, you and Xiaoding... have you figured it out?"

Yang Yiming nodded: "I like him very much, I didn't dare to say it before, but that day..."

Yang's mother said after hearing Yang Yiming's words: "Since it's all like this, should you tell mom about the boy's specific situation?"

Yang Yiming introduced Ding Zimu's situation, except for the DID section.Mother Yang sighed: "It's really pitiful."

"Well," Yang Yiming said, "Don't mention the family background."

"That's okay, you are a man, do you still expect to rely on other people's family background?" Mother Yang said.

"He is also a man." Yang Yiming said with a smile, "Mom, your heart is really big enough."

"The only way to live longer is to be open-minded." Mother Yang sighed. As you said, opening a bakery in the future doesn’t necessarily mean who will support the other. Speaking of which, your studio is still losing money, right?”

Yang Yiming raised his thumbs up: "You are my real mother!"

Although Yang's mother's words were a joke, they hit Yang Yiming's sore spot.On the way home while driving, Yang Yiming kept thinking about this question.In fact, when he first took over Ding Zimu's consultation, he really had a sense of utilitarianism in it.Think about it, for a psychological counselor, encountering a DID is rare.Yang Yiming once put his future and future on Ding Zimu, and Zhou Pei reminded him repeatedly that the children in the orphanage are very special, and he can write a good paper on any case.

This is by no means just a paper question.Take out Ding Zimu, no, you don’t need to take out Ding Zimu, if you publish a paper using Ding Zimu as a case, you can definitely get a high score in SCI!And with this case, he can have countless opportunities, which is definitely a rocket booster for his own development.I dare not say that with an hourly consulting fee of 3000, it is no problem to quadruple the income.

But if that was the case, it would be impossible for him to hide Ding Zimu.Ding Zimu will definitely be exposed, displayed in front of everyone, and will be watched, questioned, and commented by a group of industry leaders... He will become a test object or an exhibition object.Someone will try to hypnotize him and wake up the most unbearable past in his heart, and someone will put him in a house full of monitors and use various methods to stimulate his sub-personality...

That gentle yet strong boy, his beloved.

Yang Yiming rolled down the car window with a gap to let the cold winter wind blow in.If he had to choose between his future achievements and Ding Zimu, he would not have any hesitation.It's just that the future is bleak. Psychology is the worst job to get a job. Even if you get a job, it is difficult to achieve something.In fact, what Yang Yiming offers in many middle schools is not a mental health education class but a moral training class.This is really too boring a thing, he has no interest in it, he likes to explore people's deep heart dealing with rational and irrational things, he likes to guide a person to face up to himself and re-understand himself in the consulting room little by little.

He would have had a chance to become a real counselor, but...

Yang Yiming parked the car at the door of the restaurant where Ding Zimu and Luo Yang had dinner, took out his mobile phone and called Ding Zimu: "Ermu, have you finished eating? I want to take you home."

***

Ding Zimu wanted to pinch himself all the time to make sure that he was indeed awake, and Yang Yiming rewrote his life with an unprecedented gesture.

In the past, Yang Yiming still had the appearance of "being a good teacher", and occasionally said seriously "Ding Zimu, your idea is wrong", or tried to make an earnest gesture to say "Ding Zimu, you Be confident in yourself and you will succeed." Of course, these words sound very inspirational and inspiring, but I always feel that there is something in the middle, which makes people respect him but dare not get close to him.

But now everything is different, Ding Zimu feels that he is going to be driven crazy by Yang Yiming!

When cooking, he would suddenly stand behind him, hold himself in front of the cabinet with his hands through his waist, and then kiss him when he turned his head to look at him.

When eating, he would touch his hand indifferently, and then said solemnly: "You are a little thin, eat more."

When he came to pick him up from get off work at night, he would hug him the moment he got into the car, rub his cheek and say, "Is it cold?" From the store to the car, how much can he walk for 20 seconds? cold?

Watching TV at night, he would lazily lie on his lap, point to his forehead and say: "Headache, rub it for me", but when he rubbed it, he would hug his waist and say, "Don't rub it, don't rub it for me." Knead it, I'm going to die."

Ding Zimu would blush every time he heard this, and then mustered up the courage to say: "Mr. Yang, I have actually..."

Yang Yiming leaned over and rubbed a kiss on his lips: "It's okay, let's take our time, what's the rush?"

Of course Ding Zimu is not in a hurry to go to bed, he doesn't need to use physical relationship to confirm each other's emotions, besides, he never expects such a thing.In fact, Ding Zimu is afraid of sex, hugs are warm, kisses are sweet, touching can make people fascinated, but further... Maybe now he will not recall the terrible past, maybe he will not fall into the nightmare again middle.But that kind of psychological rejection can't be shaken off.He has never expected this kind of thing for so many years. Before, when he didn't know the reason, he thought he was just cold, but now that he knew the truth, the situation was even worse, because he was simply interested in this kind of thing. disgusted.

Yang Yiming is a very careful and sensitive person. Every time Ding Zimu trembled slightly and his body began to stiffen, he would stop, move his lips to Ding Zimu's earlobe, suck gently, and speak love words, and then Ding Zimu will softly approach his arms again.

It's always just a little bit worse.

Ding Zimu felt very embarrassed, gritted his teeth many times and pressed himself against him, but Yang Yiming would gently push him away: "I am too tired today, let me take a rest, I have three meetings today." Or he would say : "I spent the whole afternoon with a little girl who was looking for death and life, and I was exhausted."

Then he would kiss him, kissing very delicately, with his hands sliding slowly across Ding Zimu's body but never reaching below the waist, sometimes Ding Zimu would involuntarily stick his legs to Yang Yiming's because of the cold, Yang Yiming She gently clamped him between her legs and said with a smile: "Heating, have you paid the heating bill?"

Ding Zimu said, "I have no money."

"Then what should we do?" Yang Yiming hugged him a little tighter, "It's almost the end of the year, and it's time for the slaughter, so let's just kill it and sell it for money."

Ding Zimu said: "You can't sell for much, and you lose money."

"Give it to you, it's not a loss."

Then the two of them thought of what Ding Zimu said before, "You won't lose money if you sell it to you", so they laughed together.Yang Yiming said: "How good do you think this is? You won't lose money if you sell it to me, and I won't lose money if I keep you warm. We're even."

Ding Zimu lowered his head slightly: "However, you still suffer a bit."

"What's that called a disadvantage?" Yang Yiming said proudly, "I'm called persuasive and persuasive. If I train you a little bit, it will be fun in the future."

Ding Zimu finally blushed and looked at Yang Yiming speechlessly.

Yang Yiming didn't just say he didn't mind, he really didn't mind.It's not that he doesn't love him, but apart from not wanting to make Ding Zimu feel bad, he always feels that once something happens with this boy, it will be irreversible.He always thought that if one day Ding Zimu wanted to return to a normal state of life, he had to let go, and it would be good for both of them if nothing happened between them.As a couple, Yang Yiming knows very well that a man's body is actually the one with the least willpower. Once he has tasted that refreshing taste, he will never forget it for life.At that time, it will be very difficult for Ding Zimu to withdraw.

This society is too complicated, and the first half of Ding Zimu's life has been too difficult. He wants to make the second half of his life simpler and easier.

Of course, the more important thing is - Da Ding.

Every time, when he was close to Ding Zimu, he would hang his heart. He carefully tested and observed, lest Ding Zimu suddenly come out at any time.There is an agreement between him and Ding Zimu that if he finds that Ding has come out, he must separate quickly, and he can even push him away mercilessly. No one will mind, because no one wants that person to be hurt.

Therefore, Yang Yiming feels that the current life makes him very satisfied. Once the glass wall between him and Ding Zimu is broken, the two people hugging and communicating without any grievances will bring him an unparalleled sense of satisfaction.In this case, it is not unacceptable to go to the bathroom by yourself to solve the problem while Ding Zimu is asleep every night.

***

In a blink of an eye, the end of the year is here.

Yang Yiming said with a smile, "Ermu, come home with me."

Ding Zimu immediately thought of the question of "changing his mouth", he blushed and didn't know whether to nod or shake his head.

"Junjun misses your pork rib porridge, my sister misses your squirrel mandarin fish, my brother-in-law misses your dry roast fat intestines, and my mother misses your pumpkin porridge."

"If you miss me, you still miss the food I cook."

"You not only grabbed your man's stomach, but also your man's family's stomach!" Yang Yiming said with a smile, "Our Yang family has completely fallen."

Ding Zimu was tired of the words "your man".

On the day of the end of the year, Yang Yiming brought Ding Zimu back home. Mother Yang looked at the table full of people and said with a smile, "I finally lived to see the whole family."

Ding Zimu's eyes were wet before he blushed, "The family is all together", how sweet, how beautiful, how warm!

Yang Yiming patted Ding Zimu's leg under the table, Ding Zimu raised his head and smiled at him, his eyes were red.

Junjun raised his head from the pork rib porridge: "Brother Mumu, why are you crying?"

"Call me uncle!" Yang Yiming said with a straight face.

"Why?" Junjun yelled unconvinced, "Brother is so young, calling him uncle is old."

"Then call me uncle."

"Why?" Jun Jun was even more surprised.

"Because grandma recognized Mu Mu as her godson," Yang's mother said with a smile, "Mu Mu still calls grandma 'Mom', right?"

Ding Zimu's hands were shaking so much that he couldn't even hold the chopsticks. He tried his best to open his eyes wide and tried to force back the tears, but the effect was minimal. When he felt that the tears were about to fall, Yang Yiming stretched out his hand to hook his neck, and he pulled She hugged her and turned around to face Mama Yang: "Come on, call mom quickly."

Ding Zimu took the opportunity to rub Yang Yiming's shoulder, wiping away the tears from his eyes.

Ding Zimu tried his best to open his mouth several times, but the word "Mother" was still stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it.In his limited memory of childhood, "Mom" was not a very beautiful existence. Now facing this frail but kind old man, it is difficult for him to call out the word "Mom".

After several efforts, Ding Zimu murmured, "Mother."

The dining table was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly burst into laughter, Yang Yiming laughed until he wiped his eyes: "Hey, Ermu, you are really... Ermu!"

Ding Zimu thought about it for himself and felt that it was really enough, so he wrinkled his nose and smiled.

After a meal full of joy and laughter, when Yang Yiming took Ding Zimu to leave, Xu Zhujun reluctantly asked, "When will Brother Mumu come?"

Yang Yiming said with a straight face, "Say it again!"

"Uncle Mumu."

"Good boy." Yang Yiming patted Xu Zhujun's head, "I'll come here when I have nothing to do."

Mother Yang looked at these two and sighed slightly: "That's great, I still saw it."

Yang Yiming pretended not to hear this sentence, and when he turned around, the hand holding Ding Zimu was shaking.

The two drove back, Ding Zimu leaned against the car window and stared at the street scene in a daze, and then laughed.

"What laughing?"

Ding Zimu said, "This is my first New Year's Day."

"Never before?"

"I've never experienced anything like this before." Ding Zimu adjusted his sitting posture, looked at Yang Yiming and said, "When I was in the orphanage, today was the day when the cafeteria cooked two extra dishes, and then the teacher said some New Year's blessings or something during the meal."

"How did you spend the Spring Festival?"

"It's almost the same, but there will be a small party. Everyone eats, sings and dances to watch the party. You can go to bed later. The teacher will set off fireworks for us, but there are very few, because fireworks are too expensive."

"Do you like to set off fireworks?" Yang Yiming asked, "If you like, we can buy a box to put them on during the Spring Festival. My house is still very lively during the Spring Festival. You will know when the time comes. My sister and I are so old and I will give it back to the old lady." Kowtow to pay New Year's greetings, and then the old lady will give us lucky money."

"Really?" Ding Zimu exclaimed.

"Really." Yang Yiming also smiled, "Last year the old lady gave me the same amount of New Year's money as she gave Junjun. But this year it should be less, and it should be as much as my sister's."

"Why?" Ding Zimu asked stupidly.

"Because I got married this year, I'm not single anymore."

Ding Zimu was caught off guard by Yang Yiming, and his heart beat almost in a straight line: "Teacher Yang..."

"But it's not a loss." Yang Yiming shrugged and said, "The old lady must give you a new year's money, and the two of us may get more money than last year."

"You, you, you are so kind." Ding Zimu said with a smile.

"What's the matter? It's Chinese New Year. It's just for fun." Yang Yiming said with a smile, "Are you sleepy? If you're not, I'll take you to watch the lights."

"Where should I go?" Ding Zimu was very interested.

"Let's go up the mountain." Yang Yiming also became interested, and as soon as he turned the steering wheel, the car rushed to the west mountain.