my boyfriend is too random

Yang Yiming was indeed not in a hurry, he felt that this matter was quite enjoyable, and he came and went again and again, and somehow he also had a kind of happiness of "teaching and learning".

Ding Zimu learned quickly, as he said, "Youth" means endless motivation and desire. Ding Zimu is more and more active, he will take the paper from Yang Yiming's hand when Yang Yiming is reading the materials, and then pull After turning off the light and saying goodnight, he would snuggle into the quilt and nibble Yang Yiming's chest lightly, sending out a silent invitation.

Yang Yiming found that Ding Zimu seemed to have grown up, from a boy to a man. This transformation was not physical or character, but psychological.Now Ding Zimu is more mature and more active, he will ask for what he wants.In the past, Ding Zimu only had a strong soul, but he was often not active enough in terms of action. Probably because of this, Ding Zimu would come out to take over everything from time to time. Best option, he prefers to attack until he wins.But now Ding Zimu's soul is still strong, but sometimes, Yang Yiming feels that his smile is resolute.

This is really a surprising change, and Yang Yiming is very happy.

This day caught up with Ding Zimu's weekend rest, and the two stayed at home for a day. After dinner, seeing that the weather was fine, they became interested and wanted to go out for a stroll.They walked aimlessly along the fence of the community, Ding Zimu looked at the small shops on the street and described to Yang Yiming his dream cake shop.

"What name do you plan to name?" Yang Yiming asked.

Ding Zimu: "It's called 'Penumbra'."

Yang Yiming laughed and said: "You little lunatic, you are called a sweet honey, a lot of occasions, what are you called Penumbra, do you think your life is not chaotic enough?"

Ding Zimu said in a low voice: "Opening a cake shop is not only my dream, but also belongs to Dading, Xu Lin and Brother Zheng. Dading thinks that if I have my own business, I will become a real man. Xu Lin thinks I want a safe and private place to stay, and Brother Zheng, he always thinks that only if I become tall, rich and handsome, I will not be afraid of your change of heart. So, this is the cake room for the four of us, and I will call it 'Penumbra'."

Yang Yiming: "Just call it 'Mahjong' and forget it, the four of you just sit together at a table."

Ding Zimu raised his eyelids and looked at him.

Yang Yiming raised his hands: "It's up to you, you can call it whatever you want, anyway, I only recognize you."

Ding Zimu: "From now on, you can only recognize me."

Yang Yiming: "Okay, okay, I will only recognize you for the rest of my life."

Ding Zimu frowned: "Why do my teeth sound so sore?"

Yang Yiming: "Hey, didn't you ask me to say this? I said it and your teeth hurt."

The two of them chatted happily and walked all the way. There was a barbecue restaurant on the corner of the street. The store was small but the business was very good. The weather was getting warmer and the tables were full every day.For some reason today, the business is very good, and there are still many people waiting at the door after seven o'clock.

As soon as Yang Yiming and Ding Zimu turned the corner, they saw a group of people shoving and scolding each other.

Yang Yiming took Ding Zimu and took two wrong steps to the side, trying to turn in another direction.But before Ding Zimu could follow his footsteps, the group of people on the opposite side started swinging their chairs, cursing even worse.

Ding Zimu immediately felt a sense of extreme irritability and disgust. The dirty words in his ears and the sound of tables and chairs falling to the ground reverberated in his mind, faintly as if mixed with a certain sound from memory. .

"I beat you to death!"

"Kill you!"

"Kill you, kill you, kill you..."

The constant roaring voice in his head fixed his footsteps in place, his whole body seemed to be restrained and unable to move, and at the same time, there was a strong urge in his heart, wanting to pick up the chair and smash someone They all shut their mouths, and he even felt that his hands were a little uncontrollable, they had already clenched into fists, and before he knew it, his feet had already taken half a step forward.

Yang Yiming immediately noticed Ding Zimu's strangeness, and he gently tugged Ding Zimu's elbow.This slight movement woke up Ding Zimu, he took a deep breath, looked at the chaos in front of him, and suppressed the churning emotions in his heart.In such a short few seconds, the crowd who were still waiting for a seat at the entrance of the restaurant quickly dispersed, and only the restaurant staff, Yang Yiming and Ding Zimu left fighting and trying to persuade the fight were left on the small street corner.

Ding Zimu glanced at Yang Yiming, shook his head lightly, and just as he took his right foot to leave this place of right and wrong, he caught a glimpse of a glass flying towards him from the corner of his eye, and at the same time, a hoarse voice shouted: "You son of a bitch, I will let you die here today!"

Ding Zimu felt that his brain exploded with a "boom", and he couldn't see anything in a flash of scarlet eyes, and he couldn't hear anything in his ears except scolding, and he couldn't even feel Yang Yiming dragging him back two steps to avoid He picked up the cup, and didn't know that the kid who swearing had been pulled aside.What's more, they didn't know that the experienced restaurant staff had quickly moved to break up the two groups of people who were fighting together.

All he knew was a voice in his head that was getting louder and louder "Shut him up, shut him up", and with that voice was a sense of levitation, he felt like he was leaving his body, and there was some violent Emotions were controlling him.

Ding Zimu tried his best to curl up his toes and grab the ground, keeping his feet firmly on the ground instead of flying up.Amidst the dizzying light spots shaking, he silently called out "Da Ding" in his heart.

He didn't hear Da Ding's voice, but felt a force pulling him back.It all seemed familiar, but this time he made up his mind not to give up.

"Da Ding." Ding Zimu called out silently, "Don't!"

"Huh?" In the chaos, a familiar voice answered coldly.

Ding Zimu heaved a sigh of relief, and Ding Ding was willing to respond. He has not appeared for a long time, and no one could find him. Although Ding Zimu always wanted to return to a normal life, he did not want Da Ding to be so unknown. Disappearing in vain, he had a lot to say to Da Ding before he left.

But now is not the time to talk.

Probably it was the sentence "raised by my cousin" that angered Ding, or maybe it was the sentence "I will kill you" that aroused Ding's anger. In short, Ding is now like an unstoppable beast, roaring and wanting to rush to that group of people.

"Da Ding, Da Ding," Ding Zimu said hurriedly, "don't go there, it has nothing to do with us."

Da Ding didn't say a word, but Ding Zimu could still clearly feel the urge to rush forward and want to control him, and he rationally told him to "stop" and "stop".Reason and impulse are at such a stalemate, and Da Ding doesn't speak.

Ding Zimu took a deep breath. He exhausted all his strength to stay awake. He tried to talk to himself, clenched his fists tightly, and felt a faint pain.He fought with his own will, even if it was faltering.

"Wake up!" Ding Zimu said loudly to himself in his heart, "Wake up, you can't give up even if you die, you must be awake."

***

Yang Yiming took Ding Zimu two big steps, and quickly left the battle circle.He recklessly stretched out his right hand and tightly circled Ding Zimu's shoulder to protect him, lest another bottle stool or something would fly over.In a panic, Yang Yiming didn't notice Ding Zimu's trance at all.When he retreated to a safe place and turned his head to look at Ding Zimu, he was surprised to find that Ding Zimu was not in good condition.

He opened his eyes, but his eyes were empty, there was no expression on his face, his fingers were tightly clenched together and trembling slightly.Yang Yiming looked at Ding Zimu's fist and couldn't help reaching out to hold it. He always felt that with this strength, Ding Zimu would scratch his palm to pieces.

"Ding Zimu?" Yang Yiming called out in a low voice.

Ding Zimu didn't respond.

With a little effort, Yang Yiming pulled Ding Zimu back two more steps. There was a door opening on the side of the road. He asked Ding Zimu to stand inside the door opening, leaned against the outside of the door opening, blocked half of the door with his body, and put Ding Zimu in the doorway. The wood guard is inside.

"It's Da Ding, right?" Yang Yiming thought, the scolding just now was too harsh. Ermu had said those words before. When he said it, Yang Yiming could hear tears falling from every word, and he could even hear To the sharp whistling sound of the belt being drawn.If it was Da Ding, he would definitely not be able to bear it, he would definitely come out and shut up that person, it seems that only by shutting up that person can all the nightmares be sealed in memory.

But why didn't he come out?

Yang Yiming turned his head slightly, looked at Ding Zimu who still had a blank face, and rubbed Ding Zimu's cheek with the back of his hand lightly under the dim light of the setting sun in the west, as if asking in a low voice to himself. Said: "Ermu, what are you talking to him about?"

Ding Zimu also wanted to know what he should say, just when he was trying his best to stay awake, he suddenly felt that his eyes were gradually brightening up, the light spots that had been flashing randomly were gradually disappearing, and he felt solid again under his feet.

"Ding, don't go." Ding Zimu blurted out, "Don't go, I have something to tell you."

After a while of silence, Ding spoke, still emphasizing with a hint of impatience, and said coldly, "Say what."

"Say..." Ding Zimu hesitated for a while.Just for a moment, he felt that the touch of his body became more vivid, and he could feel that his back should be leaning on something. This state of having a clear understanding of the outside world can only mean that Da Ding is leaving.He knew that it would not be long before he would see the real world again as if he had woken up from a dream, and then he could only passively wait for Da Ding to appear again.

Ding Zimu's hesitation was only for a short moment, at this moment he felt that he could already hear the voices from the outside world clearly.It was too late, no matter what, we must first keep the person, Ding Zimu had no time to think about it in a hurry, and subconsciously said: "Where do you want to go?"

The spot of light in front of my eyes lit up again, and the sound from the outside became blurred again. After a while, Dading's deep and impatient voice said, "Does it matter where I go?"

"Important." Ding Zimu calmed down and said seriously, "Very important."

"You just want peace of mind." Da Ding said, "Is this necessary?"

"No," Ding Zimu shook his head, "not exactly."

"Why is that? Don't you think I'll be with you forever, so that you will be more annoying?" Ding said, his figure gradually appeared.Ding Zimu slowly saw Ding clearly in a swaying spot of light.She still has short, rebellious hair, still frowns tightly, mouth corners are still pursed impatiently, eyes are still slightly squinting—and she still listens to herself patiently.

"Da Ding." Ding Zimu stretched out his hand slowly, and when his hand grasped Da Ding's shoulder, he felt a heavy feeling in his heart.This is the first time he has consciously touched Da Ding, the first time he has held each other's shoulders like two brothers, and it is also the first time he has the urge to express everything he wants to say to this companion People who have loved themselves for many years.

Talk unreservedly, like life and death brothers who talk about everything.

"Can I give you a hug?" Ding Zimu asked, but before Ding could answer, he had already hugged him, his hands were tightly wrapped around Ding's shoulders, he couldn't hear Ding's breathing, and he couldn't feel Ding's Body temperature, but the moment he hugged him, he felt very fulfilled, as if a certain vacancy in his life had been filled.

Ding Zimu couldn't feel Ding's hug, but he didn't care, he was already very satisfied.

"You..." Dading paused, "What do you want to say?"

Ding Zimu let go of his arms and stood up straight: "I want you to rest assured."

"Don't worry about what?"

"Me...and Teacher Yang."

There was no beginning or end of a sentence, but Da Ding quietly raised his eyelids and looked at Ding Zimu, there was no doubt in his eyes.Ding Zimu felt that gaze was like a flash of lightning, directly hitting his heart. At that moment, he felt that he understood all the unspoken words in Ding's eyes, and he suddenly knew what he wanted to say .

"Da Ding, I'll be fine, just like you."

Da Ding raised his eyebrows.

Ding Zimu: "Teacher Yang said that yours is my goal, the kind of person I dream of becoming."

"A trash who only knows how to fight?" Da Ding sneered, "Your goal is really quite simple."

Ding Zimu ignored Da Ding's sneer, and he continued: "I will be as brave and strong as you, but I will do better than you, I will be more independent and capable, and I will live better every day Teacher Yang once said, you not only waited for me in front, but also stretched out your hand to pull me forward. Now, I want to tell you that I am already standing here, right in front of you, and I think I am no worse than you now. "

Ding looked at Ding Zimu's eyes softened, but there was still a mocking sneer at the corner of his mouth: "So you are here to tell me that you are better than me and capable than me, I should hurry up and get out of here with my tail between my legs and never show up again." In front of you?"

"Before, whenever I encountered problems or dangers, you would come out to help me. This is not only because of your zeal and righteousness, but also because of my weakness and withdrawal, but I can't anymore. Look, what I do now Fine. I'm trying to learn to live like you."

"How do I live?" Da Ding said lightly.

"Simple and direct." Ding Zimu said, "Your life is simple and direct. If you don't like it, you will take action, and if you like it, you will do it. You will not hide or hide, and your goal will be constant and you will never give in."

"Never back down?" Da Ding narrowed his eyes slightly, "If I really never back down, what will you do?"

Ding Zimu smiled: "Did you forget? I am following you. If you never back down, I will never back down."

"So you're going to drive me away?"

Ding Zimu closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were full of determination: "I won't drive you away, but I will replace you. You were my childhood hero, and I will be my own hero in the future."

After Ding Zimu finished speaking, Ding fell silent.In the dead silence, Ding Zimu couldn't help being anxious when he recalled what he said just now. He felt that what he said was too hurtful, and Ding was probably already angry.But after thinking about it, it doesn't matter how eloquently you say it, isn't it still the same result in the end?

So Ding Zimu mustered up his courage, looked at Ding with a smile, and said, "So, don't worry, I will be fine, and I will live my life as you wish... I love Teacher Yang."

Da Ding's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a fleeting warm, real smile.

Before Ding Zimu had time to see that smile clearly, he felt as if he had been pushed, and in a hurry he only said two words "thank you" and "rest assured".Immediately following the buzzing in his ear, he heard the sound of noisy people and vehicles.At the same time, he also saw Yang Yiming's back, standing in front of him, not very wide, even a little thin, but his shoulders and back were straight, not at all like the lazy and hunched back at home.

Such a back view gave Ding Zimu a sense of security, and it also gave him the urge to embrace, wrap people in his arms and hold him tightly for the rest of his life.

In fact, that's what he did.Ding Zimu hugged Yang Yiming from behind, and whispered in his ear: "I'm back, Teacher Yang."