my boyfriend is too random

Yang Yiming drove the car up the winding mountain road, because this is a good place to see the night view of the city, so some street lights have been repaired in the past two years to facilitate those like Yang Yiming who are not afraid of freezing to death and cramming in the middle of the night to play romance.

When the two of them drove to the top of the mountain, they found that four or five cars had already parked on it. The young lovers hugged each other and stood on the viewing platform, watching the huge city under their feet turn into a jade studded with glittering and translucent gold beads and jade. plate.Mumu hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Yang, it's too cold outside, let's watch in the car."

Yang Yiming: "It's up to you, but I like to watch it from the viewing platform."

Ding Zimu looked at the pairs of lovers on the viewing platform, and bit his lower lip.

Yang Yiming: "Ermu, do you really want to watch it in the car?"

Ding Zimu opened the car door and went down, Yang Yiming smiled and got out of the car, locked the door and stood behind Ding Zimu: "Is it cold?" He put his head close to Ding Zimu's shoulder and asked softly.

Ding Zimu shook his head: "I have never seen this city so bright."

"Another angle, it will be very bright. When you are deep in it, you may see only darkness, but if you jump out, everything may be different."

"I never thought about looking at it from a different angle. I used to always think that if you bear it, bear it again, the night will always pass, and it will be fine when the sun shines."

"How passive are you waiting for dawn? Isn't it good now?"

"Okay." Ding Zimu said, a cloud of white mist sprayed out from his mouth and nose, forming a hazy cloud under the dim light, his crooked smiling eyes were particularly bright, "This is very good, I like watching night scenes .”

Yang Yiming stretched out his hand and hugged him into his arms, with his chest pressed against his back.At that moment, he heard someone next to him whispering very clearly.He smiled and buried his lips in Ding Zimu's hair.Ding Zimu has a nice smell, it is the sweet smell of butter that has been stained by long-term work in the bakery, it is not very strong, but it will make people drunk if you smell it carefully.

Yang Yiming felt that he was actually a bit hypocritical, he had always wanted to give Ding Zimu a chance to return to "normal", but every word and deed was mercilessly pulling people into his arms!Yang Yiming also couldn't tell what kind of mentality he was in. The tit-for-tat confrontation between reason and emotion made him exhausted. He felt that in this kind of confrontation, his reason and endurance were defeated all the way.

Yang Yiming couldn't help sighing, and asked in his heart, "What should I do with you?"

Ding Zimu looked at this brightly lit city with a smile. This was his nightmare and his future. He lived and lived here.He turned around in Yang Yiming's arms: "Mr. Yang, it's almost twelve o'clock."

"What do you want to do?" Yang Yiming asked with a smile, and at first his arms were already around Ding Zimu's waist.

"Then what do you want to do?" Ding Zimu said with a hint of cunning.

Yang Yiming tilted his head slightly, if Ding Zimu wanted a New Year's Eve kiss, he would be happy to kiss him until the next year.

But Ding Zimu said: "Mr. Yang, this year is about to pass."

"En." Yang Yiming stood up straight, and he saw some kind of light in Ding Zimu's eyes.

"This year, thank you."

"You're welcome." Probably because Ding Zimu's expression was too serious, Yang Yiming couldn't help but put on a straight face, and replied "You're welcome" unconsciously.But when the words came out, no one laughed.

Ding Zimu said: "Thank you for loving me, I will get better next year, and then I will love you well."

As soon as Ding Zimu finished speaking, before Yang Yiming could react, he leaned over and kissed Yang Yiming without hesitation.

Yang Yiming subconsciously stretched out his arms to hug him, and there were small exclamations all around, but he didn't care, because Ding Zimu had already stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his shoulders, and directly pressed the back of his head with one hand.Yang Yiming followed his strength to meet the fiery kiss. In the middle of this cold winter night, facing the mountaintop and the northwest wind howling, Yang Yiming felt his blood was boiling.

When Yang Yiming raised his head, he even felt a slight ringing in his ears: "Ermu, you are courageous... you are quite big."

Ding Zimu shrugged indifferently.He is indeed not afraid. No one in this world is free. There is an intricate relationship between people. Every word and deed of everyone needs to think three steps backward and five steps forward, but he is the only one. Ding Zimu doesn't need it.There are only a few people in his world, thank God, these few people are enough to understand him and support him.

"Mr. Yang," Ding Zimu blinked and said, "You taught me this, forgot?"

Yang Yiming couldn't help but smile: "I did teach you to be brave, but you are a little bit brave."

Ding Zimu pointed around with his chin: "Who cares?"

Yang Yiming looked around, sure enough, after a brief surprise, everyone took it lightly.The lovers hugged each other to keep warm and watch the scenery, and no one glanced at them more.

"The one who can run to the top of the mountain to blow the northwest wind in the middle of the night is really not an ordinary person." Yang Yiming smiled and hugged Ding Zimu tighter, "Is it cold, let's go back, isn't the bed warmer than here?"

Ding Zimu nodded: "Let's go home."

***

There were few vehicles on the street late at night, so Yang Yiming drove the car very fast.Ding Zimu was stunned for a while and then said: "Mr. Yang, in fact, I also celebrated New Year's Day once."

Yang Yiming was puzzled by Ding Zimu's endless words; "What do you mean?"

"On New Year's Day when I was in the second grade of elementary school, my mother got a sum of money from somewhere, about 5000 yuan. My mother didn't dare to tell Ding Kuiqiang, so she told me secretly, let me go to school on December 12. After the party, I quietly went to the jelly shop at the entrance of the alley to wait for her. I remember that day was very good, sunny, and she took me to eat Pizza Hut first—Mr. Yang, you know, when I was sitting in Pizza Hut, I didn’t Dare to move, for fear that if I move, I will wake up from the dream. Then we went to buy clothes. My mother didn’t dare to buy me a coat, because Ding Kuiqiang could see that the coat was new when I wore it outside. She bought me long johns and johns. Sweater, Ding Kuiqiang couldn’t see the clothes inside, and he never cared about what I wore. Then he took me to the amusement park. In winter, many rides are closed, and it’s freezing to death, but I’m so happy. Wait until dinner When we were together, she took me to have a meal of stir-fried vegetables with rice, and I still remember the dishes on the table."

Ding Zimu was a little dazed in the memory, and his speaking speed was much slower: "Before going home, she sealed the remaining 1000 yuan in an envelope, then unlined the schoolbag, and gave it to someone from the door. The small tailor shop on the side of the trousers borrowed needles and thread to sew the money into the schoolbag. She said, if Ding Kuiqiang finds out that I bought new clothes, even if I was beaten to death, I can’t say that the schoolbag still has money, and the money has to be saved to buy books. of."

Yang Yiming gripped the steering wheel and tried hard to drive the car steadily, his knuckles were turning white.Ding Zimu didn't know what he thought of and fell silent, looking at the street lights one by one outside the window.

Ding Zimu said after a long while, "It turned out that Ding Kuiqiang never noticed it. In fact, the new sweater was blue, which was very conspicuous, but he really didn't notice it. The 1000 yuan was kept in his schoolbag all the time."

Yang Yiming coughed lightly to suppress the turbulent emotions.

Ding Zimu said in a deep voice, "Later, the money was used for his mother's funeral, just enough to rent a car."

Yang Yiming stepped on the brake, and the car slowed down immediately: "Ermu?"

"He's fine," the person sitting in the co-pilot said with a smile, "He's a little tired, I'll let him go and have a rest."

"Oh." Yang Yiming stepped on the accelerator again, looked at the road ahead and said, "Today is indeed enough for him to be tired. He cooked dinner at my house all afternoon, and talked to the old lady for a long time, and he was beaten at night. I pulled it out to see the night view."

"But he's very happy." Da Ding said, "I rarely see him so happy. It's much better than the half-dead look before."

"Yes." Yang Yiming said, "I also think it's better for him to be like this now."

"I'm afraid you will say 'yes' no matter what he looks like." Da Ding said with a faint smile.

Yang Yiming shrugged his shoulders. He felt that Da Ding's mood seemed very peaceful today. He thought about it, and in his own memory, he seemed to have never seen Ding talk so calmly, let alone Ding Zimu's "Okay" ".So Yang Yiming tentatively said, "Even if he was huddled in the ruins of the rented house and feeding the puppies pitifully, I would still think 'Damn, this kid is just a hot guy'!"

"Hot fart!" Da Ding spat lightly, "Silly, he would hide and cry. But not now, that brat has become more courageous, and he dares to be relatives in public!"

Yang Yiming was shocked. He didn't expect that Da Ding was already there at that time. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Really, Ding Zimu didn't say anything when you came. Let's celebrate the New Year together."

"Why am I joining in the fun with you?" Ding sneered.

"Does Ding Zimu know you're here?"

"I don't know." Da Ding glanced at Yang Yiming's face and said, "I came late, and I saw the two of you gnawing together when I first came. I left as soon as I got angry. I guess Ding Zimu didn't even react."

Yang Yiming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but felt very guilty, always feeling that he was teaming up with Ding Zimu to hurt this person.

Da Ding said: "If I want to celebrate the New Year, I just want to celebrate with you alone."

After finishing speaking, Da Ding turned his face to Yang Yiming and said solemnly, "Happy New Year."

Holding the steering wheel, Yang Yiming glanced at Ding quickly and said, "Happy New Year to you too."

"One more word."

Yang Yiming was a little stunned for a moment, he didn't know what to say.He certainly cannot say "good health" because "body" is his greatest pain; nor can he say "everything goes well", his life cannot be happy; let alone peace and joy...Yang Yiming hesitated and said: "Da Ding, I wish you a happy life." Happy New Year to you, happy every day."

Da Ding hooked the corners of his mouth: "Yes, be happy every day, and be happy every day."

Yang Yiming was so trafficked that he couldn't speak, so he just concentrated on driving.There was dead silence in the car, and after a while, Da Ding whispered, "Yang Yiming."

"Ok?"

"Are you... happy to be with him?"

Yang Yiming thought to himself, Da Ding, you should stop talking, as long as you speak, the rhythm of every sentence is killing people!You can't answer this question, whether you are happy or unhappy, you can't say it.So Yang Yiming had no choice but to say: "Fortunately, we all need to adapt slowly."

"He's happy. I've never seen him so happy."

"..."

"Why don't you speak?" Ding asked.

Yang Yiming simply slowed down and parked the car on the side of the road.He said: "Da Ding, today is the new year. Did you hear what Ding Zimu said just now? He said that everything will be fine."

"How can I get better?" Da Ding said, "You tell me."

Yang Yiming felt that he would never be able to calmly face Ding's aggression. This is a person struggling to survive, and all reason and reason are invalid for him.

Yang Yiming thought for a while, then drove the car out again: "How about we find a place to have a drink or two?"

He didn't wait for Ding's answer, and drove straight to the bar.The bar on New Year's Eve was full of people, all kinds of coquettish men and women twisted and turned under the blurred lights, and the interlaced light cut their bodies into chaotic color blocks.

Amidst the loud music, Yang Yiming asked loudly, "Drink beer?"

Da Ding nodded indifferently.

Yang Yiming called out a dozen Budweisers, and the two of them found a booth and sat down without a cup. Yang Yiming casually raised a bottle and said, "If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, Da Ding. I wish you a happy new year." After finishing speaking, he He drank half a bottle in one go.

Da Ding's face was hidden in the shadows and he could not see clearly, but his scorching gaze fell heavily on Yang Yiming's body.He watched Yang Yiming put down the bottle, and drank most of the bottle as soon as he raised his hand.

Neither of the two of them spoke, and they couldn't hear clearly in such a noisy environment, but they calmed down in such a mess.This is a road without a fork, with only one end ahead, and no second possibility.Yang Yiming looked at Ding under the dazzling light, and poured down the whole bottle. He didn't stop him, but every time Ding drank a bottle, he would definitely accompany him.

"Are you still drinking?" Yang Yiming asked, there were twelve empty beer bottles under the table.

"drink."

So Yang Yiming ordered half a dozen more, opened them, one bottle for each person, lifted them up and touched them lightly, the glass made a crisp sound, and then drank it all in one gulp.

"Are you still drinking?" Da Ding asked.

"I will accompany you." Yang Yiming said, "If you want to drink, I will accompany you; if you want to go down and dance, I will accompany you; if you want to leave here and go outside, I will still accompany you."

Da Ding: "Today, can you accompany me in everything?"

"What do you say?"

Da Ding lowered his head, Yang Yiming couldn't see his eyebrows clearly, after a while he raised his head: "I want to go out for a walk."

"Then let's go." Yang Yiming picked up his coat and stood up, spinning around for a while, "You can drink too much beer."

"No." Ding said, "I don't think I can get drunk once in my life, Yang Yiming, what do you mean that wine can make me drunk once?"

Yang Yiming said: "You will wake up when you are drunk, and it is even more uncomfortable to wake up. Why bother?"

Da Ding stared at Yang Yiming, suddenly stretched out his hand to grab him, and said forcefully, "Let's go."

Yang Yiming didn't take back his hand, but said gently: "Let's go."

When the two came out of the bar, the coldness that hit their faces and the instantly quiet environment made them panic for a moment. It seemed that there was no cover at all, and they were exposed in front of each other without any cover.

"Let's go?"

"Let's go." Ding didn't let go, and pulled Yang Yiming slowly along the deserted street, "What about your car?"

"It's okay, I have a robbery insurance."

"You can think about it."

Yang Yiming shrugged: "You can't stop it if you lose it. If you don't lose it today, you will lose it tomorrow."

Da Ding was silent for a while: "Did you tell me?"

"Heaven and earth conscience, this sentence is really wrong, you think too much."

"This is also the truth." Da Ding said, "I have been thinking these days that these few months should be the happiest days of Ding Zimu's life."

Yang Yiming smiled.

Ding fell silent again, and after walking for a while he said, "Yang Yiming, today is the New Year."

"Yes." Yang Yiming didn't know what Da Ding wanted to say, so he hummed vaguely.

"Can I have a New Year's gift?"

"what?"

"Can you... kiss me?"

Yang Yiming stepped forward, hugged Ding's shoulders, and pressed his lips to his forehead.Yang Yiming said softly, "Da Ding, I wish you happiness."

A layer of tears welled up in Da Ding's bloodshot eyes. He hugged Yang Yiming's body tightly and buried his face in the other's shoulder. It was an intimate hug, but not ambiguous.

Da Ding said, "Give me a little more time, and I'll figure it out."