my boyfriend is too random

Although Ding Zimu is willing to "compete" with Ding, he feels that he is very passive. It is impossible for him to control the appearance of Ding, nor can he guess what Ding will do next. In a state of high tension, I am afraid that a big boy will appear and replace him inadvertently.

It wasn't until this time that he realized more clearly the pain that Da Ding had been enduring, but he couldn't take a step back.So every day, he has to devote a lot of energy to learn how to "coexist" with Da Ding, control himself not to be replaced by Da Ding, and do his job well.At the end of the day, he is often too tired to even talk. After Yang Yiming picks him up, he will be kind enough to send him to rest, or to accompany him to talk, basically he talks and Ding Zimu listens.

Sometimes, Ding left after talking, maybe it was a topic he didn't like, maybe he felt too tired.But sometimes Da Ding would be extremely stubborn and wanted to occupy Ding Zimu. He used an almost endless attitude to squeeze Ding Zimu's thoughts unceremoniously. Take over everything for now.

Yang Yiming would sit upright and greet Ding with a smile, and then pick up any topic to continue the chat. Everything was the same as chatting with Ding Zimu, except for one thing - he would not kiss Ding.

The relationship between the three people is not very harmonious, so Ding Zimu needs to work harder.

"Da Ding," Ding Zimu said patiently, "I must finish the work first."

"you are too slow."

"This needs to be fermented for four to 10 minutes." Ding Zimu took a deep breath and said, "I know you want to go out for a walk. The sun is very sunny today, but I need to work."

Da Ding stopped talking, but Ding Zimu could feel his impatience and irritability, which were emotions that could not be ignored, and he slowly controlled himself.It made him unable to concentrate, and made him feel that time passed extremely slowly. Looking at a piece of butter, he wanted to squeeze it into the palm of his hand, and then slammed it on the ground, watching it turn into a piece of butter. Stand, and step on another foot mercilessly.It seemed that only in this way could he eliminate the restlessness in his heart.

Ding Zimu touched his heart and said in his heart: "Ding, do you really just want to go for a walk?"

Da Ding didn't answer.

Ding Zimu smiled lightly: "Wait a little longer, I'll fix it right away." Ding still didn't speak, but Ding Zimu could feel the irritability and suffocation dissipated a little.

Ding Zimu quickened his movements, he could actually understand Ding's state of mind, it was as clear as his own.That is the feeling of "powerlessness", a sense of powerlessness to dough, cream, butter, and even to the world.This feeling has been getting stronger and stronger recently, so strong that Ding Zimu couldn't ignore it.Ding Zimu knew what Dading was bothering about, but he couldn't do anything about it.All he could do was to finish the work in hand as soon as possible, then greeted Yuan Qiao and walked out through the back door.

The back door of the bakery leads to a residential area. The community is small but the greenery is very good. There is a small square in the center of the community. When the weather is good, you can often see the elderly or children basking in the sun here.It was the same today, Ding Zimu randomly picked a stone bench and sat down, not far away was a grandmother watching her four or five-year-old grandson riding a small tricycle in the square.

"I also had a car like this when I was a child," Ding Zimu said suddenly, "I remember it was given to me by Aunt Zhang in the yard next door. Her daughter couldn't ride it anymore when she grew up. The car was quite new when she gave it to me."

Da Ding was silent for a while and said, "I don't know."

"When I was young, I especially loved the rice cakes from Grandma Zheng's family. I never understood why her rice cakes were so delicious. Later, I realized that it was because I could only eat that to be full. The food at home was never full. .”

"I do not remember."

"When Ding Kuiqiang beat me, I especially missed Grandma Zheng." Ding Zimu looked at the old man who was running after his grandson out of breath and said, "One summer, I remember very clearly, Ding Kuiqiang made me stand in the yard, He wore a pair of shorts all over his body, and then he whipped me with a feather duster, so that chicken feathers were flying all over the yard. Later, Grandma Zheng came out and snatched the duster from him. Grandma Zheng hugged me and said, "Either you Just beat him to death, or you are not allowed to beat him in the future, unless you beat me to death, anyway, I am an old lady. I."

"Hmm." Ding hummed inexplicably.

"Later I went to the orphanage. I thought that the children in the orphanage were so pitiful, and they would definitely get along with each other in friendship." Ding Zimu laughed at himself, "I'm also a picture of Tucson."

"You're so cowardly." Da Ding said, "People in winter rob you of your quilt in the middle of the night, and you dare not say a word."

"Fortunately, you came at that time." Ding Zimu said, "Although I didn't know it at the time, I think you must have helped me fight the injustice at that time."

"Hmph." Ding snorted coldly, "I've never seen you so trash!"

"In the beginning... I was quite timid." Ding Zimu smiled and said, "Maybe because I was young, I was really scared. When I was in the orphanage, those children were older than me, let alone fight with them , I’m scared to look at them more. But I will change slowly, don’t you think I’m much better now?”

"So you think I'm redundant?" Ding said sharply.

"No," Ding Zimu said reassuringly, "Don't worry, I didn't mean that. Didn't I stop chatting here? Or, if I don't talk, let's bask in the sun here? Look at the weather today. How nice, if you don’t have anything to do in the afternoon, can we make some puff pastry? Or I can teach you how to make mousse, Teacher Yang also likes chocolate mousse. "

Ding fell silent again, and Ding Zimu just sat there watching the kid laughing and shouting, the little chubby kicked the tricycle around the field, and his grandma shouted loudly behind him: "Baby, slow down!" Slow down, don't fall down."

Looking at it, Ding Zimu's vision blurred, and his face felt cold.Da Ding said, "Why are you crying?"

"I don't know," Ding Zimu wiped his face indiscriminately, "It's quite useless. I cry all the time. Actually... I don't know what to cry, and there's nothing to cry about. I think my life now fine."

"Wouldn't it be better if I wasn't here?"

"No." Ding Zimu said sincerely, "If you weren't here, I don't know if I would have survived to this day."

After Ding Zimu finished speaking, the two fell silent together, watching Min walk slowly half a circle.Watching the kid rolling into grandma's arms laughing and laughing, watching a stray cat nimbly jumping up to the edge of the opposite flower bed, and then staring at them with round eyes.

Both of them had the same thing in their minds, but neither of them said it.In fact, they all want to say: If there is no Yang Yiming, I don't really mind that you exist with me, but in this world, he is the only one who cannot let him.

That afternoon, Ding Zimu taught Ding to make chocolate mousse. When Yang Yiming took the snack, he looked at Ding Zimu carefully. Ding Zimu stared straight into his eyes and nodded slightly, with a stubborn look in his eyes look.So Yang Yiming understood, he knew how to face such a "Ding Zimu".He raised his eyebrows, took a bite and said, "It tastes good, but there is too much sugar."

Ding Zimu smiled, tilted his head slightly, and said, "Don't you really like sweets?"

"Yeah," Yang Yiming shrugged, "but you're a little too sweet."

So Da Ding lowered his eyes to stare at the mousse in Yang Yiming's hand, angrily leaned over and took a big bite.

Yang Yiming looked at him frowning, and swallowed the mousse with disgust on his face: "How?"

"Why do you like this kind of food?" Da Ding said, "It's sweet and sticky, what's there to eat?"

Yang Yiming: "Naturally."

Da Ding looked at Yang Yiming for a while, and caught off guard, he stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around Yang Yiming's waist.Yang Yiming was startled, holding a plate of mousse in his hand, he froze for a moment.But soon, Da Ding let go of his hand.

"I just want to hug you, and I haven't come out for a long time." Da Ding scratched his hair irritably, "Ding Zimu has become more and more tough lately, this kid is quite domineering."

Yang Yiming smiled and said nothing.

"It's already out anyway," Da Ding clicked his tongue, "Let's go for a walk."

"Now?" Yang Yiming glanced out the window, the pitch-black sky, the whistling northwest wind.

"Now." Ding said, "right now, I want to go out for a walk."

"Okay." Yang Yiming stood up and put on his overcoat, "I'll come back after a short walk, it's too cold, and I have to get up early tomorrow."

Ding turned to put on his coat.

In the middle of the cold winter night, the two walked aimlessly along the street. Yang Yiming took two steps and said casually, "Ding, your level of making desserts is getting higher and higher."

"Not as good as Ding Zimu."

"It can't be compared like this, he is a professional."

"So you don't actually like eating what I cook."

Yang Yiming: "..."

When the two walked to the corner of the street in silence and turned around to walk back, Da Ding suddenly asked, "What do you want to say to me?"

Yang Yiming: "There's nothing special I want to say."

"Are you so speechless with me, can't you just chat?"

"Of course." Yang Yiming smiled, but closed his mouth after laughing. He really didn't know what to say to Ding, because no matter what he said, he would face the same problem in the end.

Love and not love, existence and disappearance.

Fortunately, Da Ding didn't force it, and the two walked back in silence.Da Ding said, "Yang Yiming, why didn't you talk to me."

"It's so windy outside, it's so windy when you talk, your stomach will hurt if you feel the cool wind for a while." Yang Yiming said naturally, "It would be nice to come back and sit and talk slowly."

Da Ding changed his clothes and said, "I don't want to chat, let's sleep."

"Huh?" Yang Yiming was stunned for a moment, "Sleeping?"

Da Ding grabbed Yang Yiming's collar and walked into the bedroom, slammed the door shut, and said forcefully, "Let's sleep."

"That... Da Ding," Yang Yiming held Da Ding's wrist, "Are you sleepy?"

"Not sleepy." Da Ding said, "I just want to sleep with you."

Yang Yiming struggled slightly, and was surprised to find that Ding's strength was stronger than Ding Zimu's, and he couldn't break Ding's fingers.

"Sleep!" Da Ding yanked hard, and Yang Yiming staggered and sat on the edge of the bed. Da Ding mercilessly jumped on him and pressed him firmly.

"Da Ding?" Yang Yiming reached out and clasped Da Ding's jaw.

Da Ding stared straight at him, his eyes were scattered, he didn't know where to focus, his face was full of struggles, as if he was fighting with himself, his brows gradually tightened, and his whole person looked a little hideous.Yang Yiming looked into his eyes carefully and said softly: "I'm fine, just relax."

I don't know who he said this to, but Dading was obviously relieved after a pause, and his eyes immediately focused.

"Da Ding, do you want to sleep?" Yang Yiming patted Da Ding's cheek, "I'll accompany you."

Ding slowly loosened his strength, lay down on his side, put his hands on Yang Yiming's waist, and whispered, "Sleep for a while."

"Okay, go to sleep." Yang Yiming said softly.

"Yang Yiming," said Ding, closing his eyes, "what should I do?"

Yang Yiming didn't speak, just patted him.

After an unknown amount of time, Ding slowly opened his eyes: "Teacher Yang."

"Yeah." Yang Yiming lowered his head and kissed Ding Zimu's forehead, "What's wrong with him today?"

"He broke two cake blanks in the morning. He made a mistake when collecting the money for Xiaoyun. He couldn't get it right when he took stock at night. The mousse he gave you was the third one he made. The first two were inedible at all. Ding Zimu put a sticker on Yang Yiming, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm very sad, I stood there looking at him, I couldn't help and I didn't know what to say. Feel his despair."

"Ermu, none of us can do anything about it," Yang Yiming said. "For a long time, his whole world is yours, and he only appears when you need him. The only thing he does is help you fight. So, Now let him face such a big new world, he can't handle it."

Ding Zimu stared at a button on Yang Yiming's chest, and was speechless for a while.

***

For the next three days, Da Ding did not show up.

In the blink of an eye, it was mid-January, and the school work was approaching the end of the term. Although Yang Yiming didn't need to think about the final exam, there were still a lot of summaries.So he worked more and more overtime, and it happened that Ding Zimu got off work late. Slowly, Yang Yiming found that the time for him to pick up Ding Zimu after get off work was just right.

So Yuan Qiao was going crazy!

Every night at [-] o'clock, when the bakery starts to take inventory, Yang Yiming will open the door and come in. The "Yan Kongyun" who eats inside and outside will make a cup of coffee cheaply, and then the little expert "Dessert Ding" who shows affection will bring out a set aside snacks.Yang Yiming sat calmly by the floor-to-ceiling windows, reflecting the staggered car lights and neon lights outside the window, slowly drank the cup of coffee and finished the plate of desserts.

And Xiaoyun would look at Yang Yiming with bright eyes, he would definitely make mistakes when checking accounts, and Ding Zimu would be impatient when tidying up in the operation room, as if he didn't want to stay any longer.

Yuan Qiao felt that his small shop was going to be turned pink by these three people, that was the color he hated the most!

When everything is done, Yuan Qiao will roll his eyes and send those two people away.Ding Zimu said politely: "Goodbye, Brother Yuan." Yang Yiming nodded meaningfully, and then the two walked out slowly together.

Can this world be any more cruel!

Ding Zimu used to think that this world was cruel, but now he only feels that although this world is difficult, it is full of hope. For the first time, he clearly knows what his goal in life is and what the future should look like.With this kind of joy, he lived every day seriously, carefully tested Ding, quietly kissed Yang Yiming when Ding was away, or stayed quietly in his arms for a while, although it was short, but He felt that it was great happiness.

Ding Zimu never wanted much: to live, to live in a world with Yang Yiming.That's all.

One day, he sat in Yang Yiming's passenger seat, touched his heart and said, "Da Ding is here today."

"Oh?" Yang Yiming looked at the road ahead, turned his head slightly and said, "I think you are very happy."

"Yeah." Ding Zimu nodded, "He had a fight with me today."

"You're still so happy after arguing?" Yang Yiming said with a smile, "Student Ding Zimu, your behavior makes me suspect that you are already in love with him."

"It's a pity that he doesn't love me." Ding Zimu sighed pretending to regret, "He loves you."

Yang Yiming stepped on the brake involuntarily, the car swayed, and he said, "Ah, that..."

Ding Zimu felt it carefully, and he was sure that Da Ding was not there at this time.So he said, "Mr. Yang, it's not surprising that Da Ding likes you, I like you too."

Satisfied, Yang Yiming freed his hand and rubbed Ding Zimu's cheek with the back of his hand: "Why did Da Ding quarrel with you?"

"I was making Napoleon, but he suddenly came out and said he wanted to go out for a walk. I said it was fine, but I had to finish Napoleon first, and it was waiting to be put on the shelves, so Da Ding was in a hurry."

"What does he want to go out for?"

"He didn't say it," Ding Zimu thought for a while, "but when we quarreled later, he said he had to have his own affairs. I think he simply didn't want to be with me, but he couldn't treat me like he did before. Squeeze out, so I just want to go out. But in fact, even if we go out, we are still together."

"He is very scared." Yang Yiming said, "He must have realized that unless you leave by yourself, he can no longer completely occupy you with his own strength. Now you are stronger than him."

"Because I don't want him to face you alone, I will be worried and... afraid."

Yang Yiming immediately felt that he had become the source of evil.

Ding Zimu continued: "I think Brother Yuan is about to send me to a mental hospital. He always thinks that I'm talking to myself. He doesn't look right at me today."

"Hmph, he doesn't look right at you." Yang Yiming snorted coldly, and continued, "But in a sense, you are just talking to yourself, Da Ding and you are physically the same person, He is one of your obsessions, and it is also a part of you."

"Teacher Yang, I think... Da Ding may love you more than I do."

Yang Yiming stepped on the brakes and pulled the car to the side of the road: "Ermu, what do you want to do?"

"I don't want to do it anyway," Ding Zimu smiled reassuringly, "Mr. Yang, please don't do this, you can easily give me a false impression."

"Ok?"

"I'll feel...feel...you can't leave me."

Yang Yiming leaned over and rubbed a kiss on Ding Zimu's lips: "You're right, I finally caught someone I like, and I can't let it go."

Ding Zimu: "I will not leave you.",

"Then tell me, why do you think so?" Yang Yiming said.

"Da Ding... makes me nervous." Ding Zimu said after deliberation, "At first I thought the nervousness was due to his existence, but now I realize it's not. Xu Lin won't make me nervous, he just It makes me worry and fear; Zheng Ge will not make me nervous, but Da Ding will. He quarreled with me today, and I suddenly realized why this nervousness came from."

Yang Yiming raised his eyebrows in doubt.

"You see, I told him in the afternoon that it would take up to four or 10 minutes for me to finish Napoleon first, but he couldn't wait for a moment, as if he would never have another chance if he waited a minute longer. Although I can understand him, But I still feel very nervous.”

"Yes." Yang Yiming nodded, "I can feel the tension from the first time he appeared in front of me, but you have to understand him, after all, for him, time is unpredictable."

Ding Zimu nodded: "I understand, that's why today's Napoleon's food is terrible."

Yang Yiming: "What you cook, no matter how unpalatable it is, it won't go anywhere."

Ding Zimu smiled proudly and said: "Ding said that he wanted to compete with me. I didn't understand what he wanted to compare with me at first, but now I know. But I don't want to compare with him, because It’s not a question of who wins and who loses, the right to choose is not in my hands or in his hands, the right to choose is always in your hands.”

"so……"

"So I want him to have no regrets and no unwillingness." Ding Zimu approached Yang Yiming and said, "Mr. Yang, I am a very good person. I have to do the person or thing I am looking for even if I break through the south wall. Therefore, Don't expect me to back down, let alone imagine enjoying the blessings of being equal to others."

"Blessings of Qiren?" Yang Yiming pointed at the tip of his nose with a smile and said, "Student Ding Zimu, I can't handle one of you, and I will die if there is another one."

Ding Zimu smiled and said, "Then let's go home."

Yang Yiming started the car, and suddenly asked: "Da Ding will also make me a pastry, but you haven't made anything for me recently."

"I bought sea bass, and I want to cook some fish porridge for my aunt tomorrow."

"Curve to save the country," Yang Yiming said, "Ermu, at least you are more cunning than Dading."

***

Of course Ding Zimu knew that Da Ding would not just make a shortbread. He thought he was fully prepared to wait for Da Ding's arrival, but when that day came, he was powerless to resist.

It was a weekend afternoon, and there were extraordinarily many customers in the store, and the narrow aisle between the shelves was crowded with people.The two cash registers were all open, and even Ding Zimu came out of the operating room to help make coffee and mix drinks. He was a little busy and impatient, and he felt vaguely unable to restrain himself from jumping up and shouting. impulse.

However, the network is not very good today, and the signal is always not received when swiping the card or WeChat payment, so the line waiting to pay the money gets longer and longer, and soon circles around the small shop.Just when everyone was busy and dizzy, there was a soft complaint from the end of the long queue. At first, no one paid attention to it. These days, because there are many complaints and quarrels in the queue, people around usually persuade them. Just bear it and it will pass.After all, it's the big weekend, everyone is in a hurry to go home, and no one will delay for this little thing.But today was different. The man's complaints became louder and louder, and the vulgar words burst out after a while: "Can you fucking hurry up? Why is it so slow to collect money!".Ding Zimu turned around from the coffee machine, feeling a burst of uncontrollable irritability in his heart. He was already so busy that people were irritating, and now someone was messing around. He pressed his chest and felt his heart beating a little faster. There was a sound of discussion, and a wave of nameless anger rushed up.

He took a deep breath, and just about to open his mouth to explain, he heard the man yelling: "The people in your shop are dead, right? Can the fuck come out and collect money? I'll buy one." The bread has been waiting for 10 minutes!"

Everyone was a little irritable at first, but this person's yelling immediately resonated: "That's right, why is it so slow today?"

"I'll just buy a box of wife cakes, and there's exactly 18 yuan that I don't need to change. Can I put the money here? I'll take the cakes first."

"That's right, I only have a horn, five yuan and five, I don't need to change if I have change."

"I am also I am..."

Seeing the commotion among the people in the line, the man added fuel to the fire and said, "Young girl collecting money, who can give you counterfeit money? You pinched the one hundred one three times!"

There was a layer of sweat on Xiaoyun's forehead, and his feet were soft after standing for an entire afternoon. Now that he was supporting his body with two casters, he had been wronged a long time ago. His eye circles were almost red when he was scolded like this.

Ding Zimu felt his temples bouncing, and the uncontrollable anger slammed into his body, "Fucking idiot!" Suddenly, such a dirty word popped out of his mind, before he had time to think about it Why did it suddenly come to mind, and the body has already subconsciously walked towards that man.

From the coffee machine to the end of the line, it took a few steps. In the distance of these few steps, Ding Zimu always felt that there was a thin fog in front of his eyes, and everything he saw was doubled.While screaming "calm down" in my heart, I clenched my fists uncontrollably.

"Why?" The man squinted at Ding Zimu standing in front of him, with a sneering smile on his lips, "Did I say something wrong? You can't even collect the money, what kind of shop are you opening?" While talking, he pretended to wave his hand casually, and a small cabinet with baguettes next to it fell to the ground, and three or four baguettes fell out.When the small shelf fell down, it scraped Ding Zimu's leg and hit the ground.

At that moment, Ding Zimu really realized that he was "split". He was thinking in his heart how to suppress his anger, and what expressions and words to use to appease this man who found fault, but seeing that his fist had already smashed past.

Crash, amidst the sound of overturning shelves, the man staggered two steps and fell to the ground.He looked up in astonishment.Ding Zimu watched helplessly as Da Ding bent down to stare at the man with a sullen face, his eyes were somber and even somewhat fierce,

"No!" Ding Zimu was in a hurry, he couldn't play in the shop, this was a shop that Brother Yuan had painstakingly experienced, and it couldn't just be destroyed like this.There are a lot of people in the store, and most of the shelves are made of glass. What if someone is hurt?There are two five or six-year-old children over there, a pregnant woman at the end of the line, and an old couple standing at the door with gray hair...

However, Ding Zimu found in despair that all his thoughts were useless, because he had been restrained by some uncontrollable force, and he felt that he was hanging there lightly, unable to move, stretch out his hand, or even open his arms. If you don't open your mouth, everything is out of control except your brain.

"Da Ding!" Ding Zimu shouted silently, "Stop!"

"Fuck your mother!" The man on the ground let out an angry roar, he got up from the ground and went straight to Dading and rushed over.Everything happened too fast, Ding Zimu couldn't react in time, and the two of them were already fighting.

This was the first time he had seen Da Ding fight. He had heard Yang Yiming say that Da Ding fought very ruthlessly, but he never knew what the concept of "ruthless" was.Until today, he didn't know that the so-called ruthlessness is a kind of ignorance.He didn't defend himself at all, and didn't care what kind of blows the opponent inflicted on him, but just waved his fists at the opponent one after another.

The store immediately became chaotic, the crowd watching the excitement scattered around, a few brave ones came over to fight, and a few girls in the store stood in the outer circle anxiously, shouting "Don't hit me, don't hit me!" Come on, Mumu, stop quickly."

In just a few seconds, the store was in chaos, Xiao Yun stomped her feet anxiously, but Yuan Qiao was not here today.

Fortunately, someone seized the opportunity to strangle Ding's neck with his arms, and then dragged him out forcefully, and the people around rushed up and took the opportunity to pull him away.

Both of them were killed, but it seemed that Da Ding was more seriously injured.

The man jumped up from the ground and rushed towards Dading relentlessly.At this time, several courageous little girls in the shop grabbed the man one by one arm and shouted vigorously, "Don't hit him, don't hit him".Presumably that person didn't want to continue the fight, so he stood there and cursed obscenely.

Da Ding roared: "Shut up, you want to die."

"Shut up!" Ding Zimu yelled at Ding in a hurry, and Ding froze for a moment.Ding Zimu suddenly felt that he could move and speak.He hurriedly said: "Ding, listen to me, don't talk, I'll take care of it, okay?"

Da Ding said, "Get out, I don't need you, I can handle it myself."

"No, no, no," Ding Zimu said anxiously, almost stammering, "Listen to me, I've seen this kind of thing a lot and I can handle it, trust me."

"I..." Da Ding opened his mouth, then closed it resentfully.

Ding Zimu tried his best to focus on his hands, he softly ordered himself "move, move", suddenly, he was pleasantly surprised to find that his fingers really moved.He took a long breath, his body suddenly became lighter, and in a trance, he found that he was finally back again.

Da Ding snorted coldly.

Ding Zimu immediately took a few deep breaths, tried his best to squeeze out a smile, stood up two steps forward and said, "I'm sorry everyone, something happened in the store, we are closed today, we have delivered the bread in everyone's hands, and we will treat it as a gift for everyone. Apologize."

After saying this, several people standing near the shelf quickly took some more bread from the shelf. Ding Zimu saw it but didn't say anything.Soon, the people in the store left quickly, leaving only the provocative man still cursing.

Ding Zimu directed Xiaoyun to close the store, the man scolded: "What are you doing, why are you closing the door, you want to kill someone, I tell you, believe it or not, I can kill you all by myself!"

Ding Zimu endured the pain and smiled and said, "Brother, I'm really sorry, I was impulsive."

"Sorry is useful? Why do you need the police if an apology is useful!" the man said fiercely.

"Then what do you say?" Ding Zimu said gently.

The man sat back on the ground all of a sudden: "I hurt my head, I'm dizzy, I can't do it, I'm dizzy."

Ding Zimu frowned, still stood there and looked down at him: "Look, you can't solve the problem like this, can we discuss it?"

"Accompany me with the medical expenses. I'm going to the hospital and call an ambulance." The man shouted while holding his head.

"Brother, you see, I'm also a part-time worker. I have to pay for these things in the store today, and I don't have that much money." Ding Zimu said, "Well, I'll pay you five hundred, okay?"

"Where did you send the beggar Hanako?"

"Then let's call the police," Ding Zimu immediately turned cold, and the pleading tone just now disappeared immediately. He said, "We have surveillance cameras in our store. Although I did it first, you provoked me. First, you pushed the frame, and the frame hit my leg, I thought you were going to do it. Besides..." Ding Zimu pointed to his face, "I was hurt more than you."

Xiao Yun looked at it dumbfounded.

So, the matter was quickly resolved, and Ding Zimu finally ended the melee with 500 yuan.When Yang Yiming came to pick him up, the store had already been cleaned.

Da Ding never came out.

Yang Yiming looked Ding Zimu carefully from head to toe, his heart ached terribly, but he said: "Okay, dare to fight, you've grown your skills."

"Teacher Yang," Ding Zimu whispered, "I'm fine."

"It's too late if something happens!" Yang Yiming sighed, "My God, this is the third time, Mr. Futaki. As the saying goes, there are only three things!"

"I'll be careful." Ding Zimu smiled and hugged Yang Yiming's waist, "I'm really fine, let's go home quickly."

Yang Yiming took Ding Zimu back home, Ding Zimu took a bath and sat on the sofa, took off his shirt and asked Yang Yiming to rub the medicated oil.

"Does it hurt?"

"It's okay." Ding Zimu said with a smile, "It's too fast, it's over in two blows, but it didn't hurt much, the face is from hitting the shelf at the beginning."

"Ermu," Yang Yiming said, "didn't you stop Da Ding?"

Ding Zimu shook his head: "He is too angry, I can feel that anger, maybe because the emotion is too intense, so I can't stop him."

"But you did a good job." Yang Yiming said, "I think you are really a student I taught."

"how?"

"That's how I dealt with Ding Kuiqiang at the time."

"Really?" Ding Zimu laughed softly, "But Ding Kuiqiang will not let it go."

Yang Yiming raised Ding Zimu's chin and kissed it lightly, "It's okay, we can always solve it."

Ding Zimu closed his eyes and leaned into Yang Yiming's arms: "Teacher Yang, Da Ding... is very sad."

"Ok?"

"I can almost feel his sadness. Today... I didn't do well enough. I hurt him."

"Why do you say that."

Ding Zimu: "I think, I will make him feel that he is a useless person, or even a person who will cause trouble. You said that the few times I was fired before were because of conflicts and fights with customers. I am worried about today. , Da Ding will be even more frustrated."

Ding Zimu hugged Yang Yiming's waist: "What should I do, Mr. Yang, what should I do?"

Yang Yiming buried his lips into Ding Zimu's hair: "You have grown up, Ermu, neither me nor Da Ding can stop you from growing up."