my boyfriend is too random

In the second year of junior high school, Ding Zimu asked Luo Yang to go back to the orphanage.

Yang Yiming first took Ding Zimu to the supermarket for big purchases. There were many children in the welfare home. In order to prepare a gift for each child, Yang Yiming spent two months' wages to take away the year-end bonus.When Yang Yiming was driving, he felt that the front wheels were about to turn up: "Ding Ermu, I have no objection to you buying things for the orphanage, but can we be careful? Do you have to buy so much at once?"

"It's Chinese New Year." Ding Zimu said with a smile. These three appeared frequently recently, explaining all the phenomena of "extravagance and waste" and "silly smile and daze".

Yang Yiming: "Yuan Qiao's salary seems to be quite a lot for you."

"A lot has been deducted this month, but the New Year's red envelope is relatively large."

"That's not to say buy me some presents," Yang Yiming complained dissatisfied, "Do you still have me in your heart?"

Ding Zimu reached out and patted the back of Yang Yiming's hand: "Mr. Yang, I gave myself to you, what do you want?"

Yang Yiming took the time to turn his head and look at him: "It's gone, it's enough to have you, I don't want anything."

So Ding Zimu was happy, and sat on his seat looking out the window cheerfully.

The children in the orphanage knew that Brother Mumu and Sister Luo Yang were coming today, so they gathered in the activity room and waited.During the New Year's holiday, the master chef in the canteen also returned to his hometown. These days, the children are eating meals cooked by the teacher, and the taste is really not very good.So early in the morning, everyone looked forward to Ding Zimu like long-term drought.

Ding Zimu called Teacher Feng in the yard and asked her to send some children down to move things. Three or four older children rushed down cheering.Hug out large cardboard boxes from the trunk and the back seat.

"Brother Mumu, what are these?"

"Take it up and have a look." Ding Zimu and Yang Yiming carried the two largest cardboard boxes and followed the children upstairs.

The activity room was already in a state of chaos, and several children couldn't wait to open the box, which was full of all kinds of snacks they liked, and the other box was full of various cultural and sports equipment.The children laughed loudly and opened the snack bags, stuffing their mouths full like squirrels in the winter. Their hands were not idle looking through the cultural and sports equipment. They played on the long table with brand-new table tennis rackets. The older one has already begun to assemble an indoor children's basketball hoop.

Teacher Feng came over and took the box from Ding Zimu's hand and said, "You're spending money indiscriminately again."

"How can this be a waste of money?" Ding Zimu immediately turned into a child in front of Teacher Feng. He stuck to Teacher Feng and said, "For those who celebrate the New Year, you must give your younger brothers and sisters some New Year gifts, right?"

"Why don't you save some money yourself? You won't be able to buy a house and marry a wife in the future?"

Ding Zimu glanced at Yang Yiming, smiled and said, "We'll talk about the future, Mr. Feng, I bought some clothes. Who can wear them to the children in the yard."

"What kind of clothes to buy?" Teacher Feng said, "Everyone wears school uniforms, why are you buying clothes?"

"The school uniform can only be used as a coat. Besides, it's fine for boys. Girls love beauty, so don't you want to dress up nicely?"

Teacher Feng opened the box, and there were a lot of new clothes in it, in various sizes, in all seasons, and there were even more than a dozen pairs of boys' underpants.

"Mumu," Teacher Feng sighed, "You are too careful."

Ding Zimu scratched his head: "This...is actually Teacher Yang's idea."

"Teacher Yang?" Teacher Feng looked towards the corner of the classroom, where Yang Yiming was kneeling and giving a hairpin with a bow to a little girl.

"Well." Ding Zimu said, "Teacher Yang said that children's self-esteem and self-confidence are the most important, and there is nothing else to do. These basic necessities of life can be satisfied. Especially the little girls, they are old and cannot be allowed to be too busy." It's shabby."

Teacher Feng gently touched a light blue skirt.

Ding Zimu continued: "I'm not very good at buying those things. I told Luo Yang that she would buy more. Ah, by the way, Luo Yang hasn't arrived yet?"

"Well, she called just now and said she was going to pass a temple fair, but she got stuck there."

"Then I'll prepare lunch first." Ding Zimu said as he wanted to go to the kitchen, but Teacher Feng grabbed him.

"Mumu, do you have a girlfriend?"

Ding Zimu was stunned for a moment. He didn't know how to answer this question. In his mind, Teacher Feng was like a mother.There is nothing in this world that cannot be said to Mr. Feng, and Mr. Feng also half-jokingly said "find a boyfriend" before.However, if you really want to tell Teacher Feng, will it affect Yang Yiming?

Ding Zimu is not naive. In fact, he knows more about how complicated and cruel this society is than any of his peers. He almost immediately grasped the essence of the problem through layers of appearances and various intertwined relationships.

Yang Yiming, he is a teacher, a psychological teacher, and in name, he is his own psychological counselor.This is not a matter of teacher-student romance, or even a matter of homosexuality. It is a matter of professional standards for practitioners of psychological counseling.Ding Zimu is worried that if one is not handled properly, it will bring irreversible consequences.

Ding Zimu looked at Yang Yiming, seeing Yang Yiming and a group of children wrapped up together and smiling happily, Yang Yiming caught Ding Zimu's gaze while looking up, and then cast him a questioning look.

Ding Zimu shook his head, signaling him "it's all right".Yang Yiming blinked, and continued to quarrel with those children.

Teacher Feng asked suspiciously: "Mumu?"

"No more!" Ding Zimu said, "Mr. Feng, you ask me this question every time, can you get a fresher one next time? If I have one, I will be the first to tell you, I swear."

Teacher Feng said helplessly: "Just think about it and hurry up. I can still force you to get married."

"Forcing me to have a marriage partner." Ding Zimu walked out with a smile, and told Yang Yiming to be patient when he passed by, and called Luo Yang later to ask where she was.

Yang Yiming waved his hand: "You can do your work, I will play with them, I am good at playing."

Ding Zimu went down to the kitchen along the stairs he had walked for more than ten years. The ingredients he bought had been put away. He took the ribs and put them on the chopping board. When he turned to look for the knife, he suddenly felt dizzy. Grab the side of the cupboard.

"Hmm." He supported his head in discomfort, and endured a sudden pain. Everything in front of him seemed to be immersed in water and fluctuated with the waves. He felt that the floor under his feet was soft, which made him unable to stand steadily.

"Who?" Ding Zimu tried hard to keep himself awake, he clearly felt that he could not concentrate at all, and there was an emotion trying to separate from his mind.This feeling of being torn apart is very familiar, he just doesn't know if it's Dading or Brother Zheng this time.

"Mumu." Brother Zheng's voice sounded from behind the console, and at the same time, Ding Zimu felt his headache relieved a lot.

"Brother Zheng?" Ding Zimu said, "What's wrong?"

"I'll come to see you and tell you something by the way." Brother Zheng said, "Da Ding is gone."

"Disappeared?" Ding Zimu frowned, "What do you mean 'disappeared'?"

"I can't find him." Brother Zheng said, "I've been looking for him for several days. I've been to all the places he often stays, but I haven't seen him yet."

"Have you asked Xu Lin?"

"Who is Xu Lin?" Brother Zheng asked.

Ding Zimu shook his head, trying to make himself more sober: "Xu Lin is...forget it...it doesn't matter, I know where Da Ding is."

"Da Ding is too easy to cause trouble. I don't worry about him being outside. I can only rest assured when I look at him. When you see him, ask him to find me."

"Okay." Ding Zimu's fingers holding the cabinet were cold, and a sense of uneasiness came to his heart.Thinking about it now, it seems that Da Ding has not been seen since the bakery brawl.

"Mumu, I'd like to remind you, you have to be careful with Yang Yiming, don't just focus on it stupidly."

"Brother Zheng, you have reminded me several times." Ding Zimu said with a smile, "Even if I am a pig, I will remember it."

"It's useless to remember, remember to eat but not to hit." Brother Zheng said in a somewhat responsibly tone, "In short, you should be more careful and considerate."

"I'm almost catching up with the lotus root, and I can't have more eyes."

"What lotus root, you are a rolling pin!" Brother Zheng snorted.Ding Zimu felt as if he had been pushed, and staggered under his feet. When he stood up again, the headache disappeared, and everything in front of him returned to normal.He took a long breath, looked down at the ribs on the chopping board, and felt a sense of guilt in his heart. These days were so comfortable that he had already forgotten about Da Ding before he knew it.

Luo Yang arrived before lunch. Yang Yiming took a few children to help her unload things, and said while moving, "Luo Yang, you came here just for lunch."

Luo Yang yelled: "Mr. Yang, you don't know how many people are there on Changping Street. It's almost too crowded. You should control the traffic."

Song Zhi said with a good temper: "Yang Yang, go into the building quickly, it's cold outside."

Yang Yiming led a group of children into the building, and when everyone had almost divided their things, Ding Zimu notified that dinner was ready, so a group of people rushed downstairs again.

Dinner was the main event, and the meal at noon was as good as it was full, but despite this, everyone still had a very happy meal.After lunch, the children were reluctantly coaxed back to the dormitory to take a nap.Ding Zimu boiled a pot of flower and fruit tea and chatted in Mr. Feng's office.

Luo Yang blushed and introduced Song Zhi to Teacher Feng. Teacher Feng said sincerely: "Xiao Song, Yang Yang is a good girl. A little, but a good girl at heart."

Luo Yang said with a green face: "Teacher Feng, can you praise me?"

Ding Zimu laughed and said, "Luo Yang, Teacher Feng will never tell lies all her life. When she gets old, don't force her to make mistakes."

Song Zhi laughed and grabbed Luo Yang's waving claws into his arms and hugged him: "Okay, okay, I'm rough-skinned and thick-skinned, so I can handle it."

Teacher Feng wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with a smile. In the blink of an eye, he saw Yang Yiming's gaze following Ding Zimu, and his heart skipped a beat: "Mumu, look at Luo Yang, at least he brought me one. And you."

Although Luo Yang appeared careless on the surface, she was delicate and sensitive in her heart. When she heard Teacher Feng's words, she immediately understood that the matter between Ding Zimu and Yang Yiming was still a "secret", so she obediently kept her mouth shut.Song Zhi didn't understand the situation here, but he understood Luo Yang, and seeing Luo Yang shut up, he also followed suit.

The scene suddenly fell silent.

At this moment, Teacher Feng's eyes lit up: "Mumu, come here."

Ding Zimu walked over obediently and sat next to Teacher Feng.

"Mumu, tell me the truth, who do you fancy?"

"No..." Ding Zimu subconsciously glanced at Yang Yiming.He felt that denying it in front of Yang Yiming was too hurtful, but if he admitted it, he didn't know if it would have any bad influence on Yang Yiming, and he fell into a dilemma for a while.

"Don't talk nonsense," Teacher Feng patted Ding Zimu's hand, "If it really wasn't there, Luo Yang should have followed me to make a fuss just now. Look at her, standing there obediently and saying nothing, there must be ghosts here."

Luo Yang rolled his eyes: What is this called?This is called trying to cover up.

Ding Zimu glanced at Yang Yiming again, and opened his mouth, still hesitating.After all, Yang Yiming is now a psychological counselor in the orphanage. Speaking of which, he and Teacher Feng are colleagues. The relationship here is a bit delicate. I don't know if Teacher Feng will mind.

Yang Yiming coughed: "Teacher Feng, Ding Zimu really doesn't have a girlfriend."

"Have a boyfriend?" Teacher Feng asked.

Everyone in the room widened their eyes and looked at Mr. Feng. Mr. Feng said calmly, "It's not surprising. I said it a long time ago. Even if Mu Mu finds a boyfriend, I won't be surprised. Since I was a child, I have never seen him get particularly close to any girl."

Luo Yang interrupted: "Aren't I?"

"You can't be considered a girl." Teacher Feng said, "You are wilder than a kid."

Song Zhi grabbed Luo Yang who was about to go to heaven.

"If it's a boyfriend, he does have one." Yang Yiming smiled and pointed to the tip of his nose, "Me."

Teacher Feng was holding a teacup to his mouth, but stopped halfway, and stared at Yang Yiming with his mouth open.Ding Zimu sighed, reached out to take down the teacup and put it on the table, then took Teacher Feng's hand again: "Teacher Feng?"

"Mum... Mumu," Teacher Feng turned his gaze to Ding Zimu in a daze, "Just now, Yang Yiming said..."

"He's my boyfriend, that's all."

"You...you are..."

"I like him, Mr. Feng, I like him very much, so I chased him, and Mr. Yang couldn't refuse."

"Ermu, it's not fair for you to say that. Don't you dare to love me, all those gentle traps were in vain?" Yang Yiming smiled and took the words, he heard that Ding Zimu wanted to take all the responsibilities on him Go over there, but how could Yang Yiming let him do this.

Ding Zimu blinked at Yang Yiming: "Okay, Mr. Feng, we both see each other, that's all."

Teacher Feng seemed to have been greatly frightened, and took a long breath very slowly: "You...you are trying to... scare me to death."

"That's why I never dared to tell you," Ding Zimu said, "Teacher Feng, Teacher Yang is very kind and treats me very well. Don't worry."

Teacher Feng looked at Ding Zimu worriedly, and opened his mouth hesitantly.She can't rest assured that this child is too simple, he doesn't understand how complicated the world is, he thinks that two people love each other forever, but in fact, there are inexplicable relationships and contradictions behind every pair of lovers, this is by no means A "good for me" can solve it.

Yang Yiming looked at Teacher Feng's frowning, and said, "Mr. Feng, my mother and sister's family like Ding Zimu very much. Now every week, if Ding Zimu doesn't go back to let the old lady see the old lady, he can talk about it to death." As for me, I think he is more favored than me."

"Your family agrees?"

"I agree, Ding Zimu is so good, my family likes him very much." Yang Yiming showed a comforting smile: "So don't worry, I won't let him be wronged."

Teacher Feng turned his gaze to Ding Zimu, and Ding Zimu nodded affirmatively.

Teacher Feng sighed: "But this society..."

Ding Zimu interrupted Teacher Feng: "We also know that this society is not tolerant enough, but I can't give up my life just because they are narrow-minded."

When Teacher Feng frowned and was about to speak, Luo Yang accosted: "Mr. Feng, to be honest, I have known Mumu all my life, and I have never seen him in such good condition."

Teacher Feng looked at Luo Yang with some doubts, and Luo Yang nodded affirmatively: "Really, you believe me."