my boyfriend is too random

Three weeks later, Liu Guoqiang told Ding Zimu that Ding Kuiqiang didn't say anything, and he didn't know anything about the results of the on-site physical evidence test. up.I visited some old neighbors and found a few people who always played cards and gambled with Ding Kuiqiang, but I couldn't find out who had a shoulder injury.

Liu Guoqiang said: "Ding Zimu, don't worry, since we restarted, we will continue to investigate and will not give up."

Ding Zimu said: "I'm not in a hurry, I believe that justice will come, thank you." After hanging up the phone, Ding Zimu sat silently for half an hour.

When he got home that day, Ding Zimu asked Yang Yiming: "Mr. Yang, why do people become so selfish?"

Yang Yiming stopped his work and said, "Who is selfish?"

"No one, I just remembered it suddenly."

Yang Yiming said: "The word selfish depends on how you understand it. I don't think you are selfish."

"Yang... Teacher Yang?"

Yang Yiming curled his lips: "Ding Zimu, I told you, don't hide anything from me. I'm talking about anything."

Ding Zimu lowered his head slightly.

"Of course, you can't hide it from me." Yang Yiming said calmly, "Ever since Yuan Qiao called me to ask about your situation, I knew he would definitely ask about you."

"I didn't tell him."

Yang Yiming: "If you really want to use his strength, you have to tell him sooner or later. What I want to say is that if you trust him, you can of course tell him. In fact, I encourage you to do so. It will be good for you. But at the same time, you have to bear the blow if he betrays your trust. In fact, I would rather you tell Mr. Feng or Luo Yang about it."

"Teacher Feng is getting old, I don't want her to feel sorry for me. Luo Yang...in fact, she is weaker than me."

Yang Yiming patted Ding Zimu on the shoulder and said: "Yuan Qiao is a capable person, he will not do things beyond his control, since he sincerely wants to help you, don't ignore others' wishes, sometimes this kind of It hurts to say no."

"But……"

"But you can't like him." Yang Yiming said seriously.

***

While the police were busy, the days passed quickly, and no one specifically mentioned that person, but every day when they went out, everyone would subconsciously glance at the desk calendar placed on the coffee table in the living room, which marked Yang Yiming's appointment in various colors. The patient also drew a heavy circle under a certain day.

That was the day Ding Kuiqiang was released from prison.

It was Brother Zheng who was the first to lose his temper.

Probably due to the recent pressure too much, Ding Zimu's mental state is obviously not very good, so Brother Zheng appeared more frequently.Soon, Yang Yiming got used to having a "father".

"Brother Zheng," Yang Yiming didn't want to sigh anymore, he said, "Ermu is really ready, he is in very good condition now."

"How can it be good?" Brother Zheng said angrily, "He is taking risks, why don't you persuade him? Don't you people just cook chicken soup when you have nothing to do, and always say 'people must look forward'? Why is this so? Will you hold on to the past and not let go?"

At the beginning, Yang Yiming reasoned with Zheng Ge from a professional point of view, throwing a series of data and technical terms, hoping that Zheng Ge would consider himself a professional, and it was scientific and effective to do so.

It's like playing the piano to a cow.

Then one day, Yang Yiming accompanied his mother for an examination. The doctor first praised the old lady for her good rest recently, and then said solemnly: "It's better to eat more nutritious things. If you can't eat, you have to eat slowly." to eat."

Mother Yang said: "I have eaten a lot."

Back home, Yang Shuangming curled his lips, pointed to the smallest bowl in the house and said to Yang Yiming, "See, it's just a small bowl, and I won't take one more bite. I can't hear what the doctor said."

Yang Yiming sat down next to his mother, and said with a straight face: "Mom, what can you do if you don't eat? I don't feel relieved if you are like this, or I will come back every day to watch you eat."

The old lady drank two bowls of porridge for dinner that day.

Yang Yiming watched his mother slowly drink two bowls of porridge, and suddenly understood how to deal with Brother Zheng.He put on a particularly virtuous look and told Zheng Geyu how worried he was about Ding Zimu, but he also wanted Ding Zimu to get rid of the nightmares of the past. Since he chose Ding Zimu, he would definitely be his strongest support , never leave.

He almost burst into tears, so Brother Zheng said: "You just have to know what's in your heart."

Yang Yiming looked at Brother Zheng's face and covered his face silently: "I really can't be serious anymore, father-in-law."

At the end of August, Yang Yiming started scrambling to prepare the pile of materials to be handed in at the beginning of school again. Every day he lay down in front of the computer and wrote madly, but every time at 07:30, he strolled out to pick up Ding Zimu and went home. Walking slowly along the street full of big pagoda trees, sweating but dripping happily.

One day, the two were walking back with half a watermelon talking and laughing. When they reached the gate of the community courtyard, Ding Zimu suddenly stopped in his tracks.He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the front coldly, and pursed the corners of his mouth impatiently.

Yang Yiming followed Ding Zimu's gaze, and not far from them, there was a man standing against a big tree.His clothes were dirty and old, his whole body was bent, and his gray hair was messily tangled and piled on top of his head, greasy strands.His face was wrinkled like a dried bitter olive, revealing despair and greed.He leaned there, as if his whole body was a dry dead tree, and only a pair of cloudy eyes could show a little "alive" light in his whole body.

This person has changed too much, and he is even more disgusting than when he just came out of prison last time, but his wretchedness is still the same as before.

"Ding Kuiqiang?" Yang Yiming sneered, "I hardly recognize him."

Ding Zimu said indifferently, "Why is he still alive?" He walked over, stood in front of Ding Kuiqiang and said, "What do you want?"

Ding Kuiqiang stood up straight and shouted sternly, "Why are you talking to your father?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Tell me what you want to do, and get out of here!"

Ding Kuiqiang seemed to be irritated by this sentence, he raised his right hand, but before Yang Yiming rushed over, Ding Zimu grabbed his wrist: "Want to fight?"

Ding Kuiqiang twisted his wrist forcefully. Naturally, with his strength, he couldn't compete with Ding Zimu, and the two of them just stood there in a stalemate.Yang Yiming looked at the father and son two steps behind, and he gave up the idea of ​​going to make a rescue.

After all, Ding Kuiqiang gave up, he shook his hand violently, and let go of Ding Zimu's restraint. After standing firm, he glanced up and down Ding Zimu, and suddenly sneered: "You asked me to ask me?"

"Yes."

"Want to know?" Ding Kuiqiang grinned ferociously with his black and yellow teeth, "Give me 30."

"For what?" Ding Zimu raised his lips, as if he had heard a big joke.

"Alimony, I am your father, it is your obligation to support!"

"Oh, have you learned the word 'support obligation'? You are well educated. It seems that being in prison is good for you." Ding Zimu's sarcasm made Ding Kuiqiang a little uneasy. He felt that the person in front of him felt strange. .Of course this is not Ding Zimu, or Ding Zimu in Ding Kuiqiang's memory. Yang Yiming is very proud of this.

"Little bastard!" Ding Kuiqiang roared, "I worked so hard to give birth to you and raise you. It's only natural for you to give birth to me!"

"Are you sure you gave birth to me, a 'little bastard'?" Ding Zimu said lightly, "No, I remember that I was a bastard born from my mother's bastard fooling around with a wild man."

"Wild species... I have raised you for so many years..."

"Eight years." Ding Zimu interrupted Ding Kuiqiang and said, "When I was eight years old, I was raised by an orphanage. I am underage, and it is your obligation to raise me. You first fulfill your obligation to raise me, and then tell me to support me." thing."

"You sold my house!"

Ding Zimu shrugged: "Who put you in prison?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Ding Kuiqiang finally became impatient. He found that Ding Zimu was not only capable of beating, but also ruthless in his mouth. What made him even more disturbed was that Ding Zimu was not afraid of him, not the kind of pretending to be tough. But really not afraid!In fact, sometimes this is the case. The reason why one person can restrain another person is nothing more than fear or love.Once the emotional weapon loses its effectiveness, all threats are just illusions that can be broken with one poke.

Ding Kui swallowed hard, his cloudy eyes swept across Ding Zimu, and landed on Yang Yiming: "If you want to know, just pay, otherwise don't want me to say a word, and I won't let you have a good day .”

"I don't have any money, and I won't give it to you." Ding Zimu moved slightly to block Ding Kuiqiang's sight, "You'd better stop thinking about it. As for that matter, I always have a way to get it out of your mouth." Ask me, do you believe it or not?"

When Ding Zimu said this, his voice was so harsh that blood could be wiped off every word, and Yang Yiming could feel a bit of chill from it.He had never seen Ding Zimu like this before, his whole body was full of hatred, and Ding Zimu's sharp eyes stared at Ding Kuiqiang fiercely with this hatred, as if he was going to shoot several holes.

Ding Kuiqiang tilted his body, his eyes did not dare to stay on Ding Zimu's face, but bypassed Ding Zimu and landed on Yang Yiming's body relentlessly.He tugged at his neck and shouted: "Believe it or not, I made you have a bad day!" The dry and wrinkled skin of the neck was thinly covering the bulging blood vessels and veins, hysterically proclaiming his oldness and weakness.

Yang Yiming said flatly, "I don't believe it."

Soon, a group of people gathered at the entrance of the community. There were many people who came out for a walk in summer. Everyone pointed and pointed in groups. , said tearfully that Ding Zimu's white-eyed wolf ran away with other men and did not want to raise his father.

Ding Zimu stepped forward furiously, clenching his fists tightly.Yang Yiming grabbed him and shook his head: "It doesn't make sense, just ignore him."

Ding Zimu took a deep look at Yang Yiming, and took another step forward stubbornly: "Ding Kuiqiang, just be quiet when you get out of the prison, at least wait until your hair grows longer before you come out to blackmail, don't you think you're too pretentious? ?"

"Oh..." People around began to pay attention to Ding Kuiqiang's clean-shaven head.

"I went in at the end of March," Ding Zimu said. "If you take a look at your clothes, you won't be afraid of getting prickly heat."

Everyone started talking about the obviously out-of-season clothes again.

Ding Zimu said, "I'll sue you for slander and you can go in and stay until winter."

Ding Kuiqiang yelled indiscriminately, hoarse, his image was extremely disgusting.

Yang Yiming next to him cooperated and took out his mobile phone: "Well, I'll call 110 to call the police. Is it you who are slandering, blackmailing and provoking troubles, or me... well, keep your son, let the police stop it."

Ding Kuiqiang's voice suddenly became much softer.

Ding Zimu suddenly raised his voice and said, "Since the police are here, let's talk about what happened 14 years ago. What do you think, is it rape or obscenity?"

Ding Kuiqiang finally closed his mouth, and he looked at Ding Zimu with a look that could be called frightened.In Ding Kuiqiang's view, what happened 14 years ago is almost a clue. He never thought that someone would dare to say that word out loud in public, and this person is actually Ding Zimu!That "wild species" who can only cry loudly and curl up in the corner forever!

He is not afraid!

Not scared at all!

But Ding Kuiqiang was afraid. He looked at Ding Zimu's cold and sharp eyes, and looked at the surprised, disgusted, curious, and fearful eyes of the onlookers—he was afraid.It wasn't until this time that he really realized that not only was Ding Zimu not afraid of him, but he might even restrain him and even put him to death.

Ding Kuiqiang had to admit that the person in front of him was no longer the "Ding Zimu" he thought.

Ding Kuiqiang gave Yang Yiming a hard push, pushed through the crowd and walked out.

The onlookers then cast their searching eyes on Ding Zimu, and all kinds of discussions arose.

Yang Yiming watched Ding Kuiqiang go away, turned his head and said to the onlookers: "That's enough, let's go, the show is over."

Everyone dispersed slowly.

Yang Yiming touched Ding Zimu's arm: "Let's go home."

Ding Zimu stood there without moving. After a while, he slowly raised his head, looked at the darkened sky and said, "Teacher Yang, I really want to kill him."

Yang Yiming said lightly: "Do you want to throw the body away? I have a car."

Ding Zimu looked at him.

Yang Yiming was very calm: "No matter what you do, I will definitely be with you, as long as you think about it."

***

Yuan Qiao had a candid conversation with Ding Zimu in the office, he said: "Mu Mu, you have to understand, I'm really not a good person."

"I know." Ding Zimu nodded, "Teacher Yang said that you are the kind of person who advances by retreating, just like now, you are also advancing by retreating."

"Damn it!" Yuan Qiao scolded with a smile, "It's fucking unlucky to know a psychiatrist with two swords."

Ding Zimu said, "Won't it hurt you?"

"How is it possible? I'm such a chicken thief."

Ding Zimu took a breath and said, "Ding Kuiqiang is my father, or my father in name. He has always insisted that I am a bastard. Since I am a bastard, it is normal to be beaten and scolded. I don't care about those anymore. As for my mother...Let’s put it this way, sometimes I suspect that I was not born by Ding Kuiqiang. Of course, I can’t find out what the truth is. My mother was killed by my father 14 years ago. Killed."

Yuan Qiao's face was calm, but his brows were frowned.

Ding Zimu asked: "Do you know why the fight started?" After asking, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to continue if he was delayed for a second, Ding Zimu immediately said: "Because my father sold me to pay off the gambling debt, Sold to a man who had a special interest in little boys."

After Ding Zimu finished speaking, he tightly closed his mouth, his face ashen.

Yuan Qiao's pretended calm was finally shattered, he looked at Ding Zimu in disbelief for a long while speechless.

Ding Zimu said slowly: "I read a book, which said that forgetting the past is equal to letting go of yourself, but I disagree, there are some things that I cannot and do not want to forget."

Yuan Qiao was silent for a while, trying to calm himself down, and only after the anger in his heart had burned away did he ask, "Mumu, you want Ding Kuiqiang to tell who that person is, don't you?"

Ding Zimu nodded: "Those who should go to prison will go to prison, and those who should go to hell will go to hell."

Ding Kuiqiang is released from prison, and Ding Zimu will definitely be threatened, so Liu Guoqiang specially called Ding Zimu and told Ding Zimu that the police will keep an eye on him.Ding Zimu was a little worried about what Yuan Qiao would do to get that answer under the control of the police.

Yuan Qiao comforted him by saying that there are gangsters in the dark, and there are white ways in the white, and those people can always find a way.

Ding Zimu hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother Yuan, those questions..."

Yuan Qiao smiled and shook his hand: "I know what you want to say. When the time is right, you will of course ask those questions yourself. Don't worry, I won't let the third person know about it...Does Yang Yiming know?" ?”

Ding Zimu: "..."

Yuan Qiao sneered: "He must know, right?"

"Brother Yuan, he is my counselor."

"Hmph, he's still your husband. The consultant is probably a cover. I should really report it to you."

Ding Zimu sighed: "Brother Yuan, you are like this..."

Yuan Qiao waved his hand: "Okay, leave this matter to me. Mu Mu, what do you think if we have a serious relationship today?"

Ding Zimu: "I've always told the truth."

Yuan Qiao said: "I didn't tell a lie. I just want to tell you that I have always liked you very much. You know that. Of course, you have rejected me more than once, and I know that too." .”

Ding Zimu pursed his lips, and was about to speak when Yuan Qiao interrupted: "Don't say sorry, you don't owe me any money. I just want to tell you that it's rare for me to like someone. Once I like someone, I must get."

"what?"

"If you can't be a lover, be a brother. Anyway, you have to be mine."

"What...what's your name?"

"My brother is naturally mine. Anyway, you've been calling him Brother Yuan for so long." Yuan Qiao said, "I'll help you with this. Can you promise me something?"

"what?"

"You are not allowed to leave the job, I still say the same thing, I can't be short of people and money." Yuan Qiao said with a smile, "But I can promise you, let you run a branch by yourself, I want to open a branch."

Ding Zimu looked at Yuan Qiao incredulously, and Yuan Qiao shrugged with a calm expression on his face.