my boyfriend is too random

The first thing Ding Zimu did after he settled down was to find a job, and Yang Yiming talked to him specifically for this reason.Ding Zimu wants to deliver express delivery, because it seems that this industry has the most job vacancies.Yang Yiming shot back Ding Zimu's thoughts in one sentence:

"Can you guarantee that you will remember to send the package every time?"

Ding Zimu considered his extremely capricious "amnesia" who came whenever he wanted, and felt that he might forget what he was doing in an instant as soon as he gave it away one day.

"Then what job should I find?" Ding Zimu was worried, "I don't have enough education for other jobs."

"Do your job," Yang Yiming thought for a while and said, "You are most familiar with that job."

"But..." Ding Zimu hesitated a little, "I was previously opened by two bakeries, and I'm afraid to quarrel with customers again."

Yang Yiming shook his head and said, "Stupid, you are not afraid of quarreling with customers if you are afraid of quarreling with customers? You may also quarrel with others when delivering express delivery."

"How about... I'll go wash the dishes, that one doesn't have to deal with people."

"I'm afraid the restaurant doesn't have enough bowls for you to smash."

"..."

"Okay," Yang Yiming patted the table, "That's it. Let's find out where the bakery is recruiting. If you are a woman these days, you may not be able to find a job. Men have never had this problem. "

Ding Zimu said: "Mr. Yang, I'll bring you a cake after get off work every day."

Yang Yiming was overjoyed: "Children can be taught!"

The cake shop Ding Zimu was looking for was not far from home, and it would take about four to 10 minutes to walk. Considering the traffic congestion, Ding Zimu felt that it would be better to walk to and from get off work every day.Besides, Yang Yiming also encouraged him to exercise more and communicate with others more, saying that this can mediate his body and mind.Ding Zimu is very obedient, and talks to customers and colleagues as much as possible every day without being annoying.There are many girls working in the bakery, and there are only two male employees. Ding Zimu is good-looking and gentle, so within two days, he has become the new favorite of the bakery.

Yang Yiming got off work early one day, so he turned around to find Ding Zimu.When he walked to the cake room, Ding Zimu was mounting a cake for a customer. He was wearing a snow-white chef's hat, and he was carefully holding the mounting nozzle to squeeze the cream for a piece of cake. He was so absorbed that he didn't even lift his eyelashes.

Yang Yiming leaned against the huge floor-to-ceiling glass window and looked at Ding Zimu in silence. He carefully adjusted his position so that his shadow would not block Ding Zimu's light. He just kept looking at him without thinking about anything. think.When Ding Zimu squeezed the last butter flower and straightened up with a long breath, he unconsciously let out a long breath.I feel a little tightness in my chest.

Yang Yiming touched his chest and frowned.

When Ding Zimu put down his mounting mouth and moved his wrist, he saw Yang Yiming. Under the bright light, his eyes flashed beautifully. Yang Yiming suddenly felt that the smell of cream in the cake room was too strong, and the sweet aroma was overwhelming. He was a little dizzy.

Yang Yiming pointed to the cake in front of Ding Zimu through the glass, signaling him to work quickly and not to be distracted.

Ding Zimu tapped his heels, made a posture of standing at attention, then went down to insert chocolate plates on the cake, and changed to a mounting nozzle to write.

Yang Yiming saw him write on the light blue cream surface: Love you forever.

Ding Zimu put the cake in a box and tied it, and carefully inserted a simulated rose flower on the ribbon. When he handed the cake to the customer, he said with a sincere smile, "I wish you happiness."

The man happily took the cake and left.

Yang Yiming said to Ding Zimu who came out of the mounting room in a hurry: "Your mouth is sweet enough."

"Didn't you ask me to communicate more with customers?"

"Yeah, you've done a good job." Yang Yiming encouraged him, "Keep working hard and try to use your handsome face and sweet words to close down all the cake shops in the street."

"I don't show my face." Ding Zimu couldn't help laughing and said, "Mr. Yang, what you said is too exaggerated."

"Your face can't be sold yet." Ding Zimu smiled so brightly, Yang Yiming glanced away, pretending to look at the shelves and changing the subject, "What time do you get off work?"

"There is still one hour." Ding Zimu looked at the clock on the wall and said.

"Come to my house after work, let's fill out another form."

"Okay," Ding Zimu said, "Go back and wait, I'll go there after work."

Yang Yiming nodded, turned and walked out, stopped after two steps, Ding Zimu looked at his back in surprise, wondering if Teacher Yang forgot something.

Yang Yiming turned around and said uncomfortably, "You can buy some food after work, I'm too lazy to eat alone."

"Ah," Ding Zimu was stunned for a moment, before he had time to answer.Yang Yiming smiled and said, "Let's make a meal as a medical fee."

"Okay." Ding Zimu agreed happily, watching Yang Yiming's figure walk out of the bakery.

There was a strong sweet smell in the bakery, and Ding Zimu thought it smelled really good.

***

Dinner is very simple, three dishes and one soup but the taste is very authentic.Yang Yiming touched his stomach and said, "We have to change the payment method, otherwise I will not only consult you but also make myself fat, which is a loss."

Ding Zimu said: "Mr. Yang, I think the consultation fee..."

Yang Yiming raised his hand to signal Ding Zimu to shut up: "Are you rich?"

Ding Zimu nodded and shook his head: "There is money, but very little."

"Want to solve your psychological problems?"

"think."

"Do you dare to steal and rob?"

"Don't dare."

"Then what consulting fee are you talking about with me?"

Ding Zimu stopped talking.

"Ding Zimu, people can eat as much as they want. If you can do it, you must do it. If you can't do it, don't even talk about it."

"But Teacher Yang," Ding Zimu put down his chopsticks and said seriously, "I know that you are kind and you really want to help me, but one yard is one yard, and it is only right and proper to pay for medical treatment. No one owes anyone in this world. You help me out of affection, not helping me out of duty, I can't just let it go without mentioning it."

"I want affection." Yang Yiming said lightly.

"Ah?" Ding Zimu froze, feeling that he didn't hear what Yang Yiming was saying.

"I said, between love and duty, I would rather have love." Yang Yiming said, "And Ding Zimu, I have to tell you in advance that I am far from an expert in the field of psychological counseling, and your question It's also very complicated. So, in a sense, you are my guinea pig, and it's completely unpredictable, I, I don't even dare to say that I have [-]% certainty."

When Yang Yiming said this, he weighed it over and over again in his heart. For a person like Ding Zimu, of course he can hide it, and he can also say some comforting scenes, and he can also say The words are sincere and touching, it is a matter of minutes to fool Ding Zimu, and it can be done without distraction.But Yang Yiming didn't want to lie to him, he knew that he could make Ding Zimu trust him in the shortest time.

Ding Zimu didn't mind, he said: "Even so, I am very grateful to you, because no one else can allow me to receive consultation without paying. Even if there is, that is a typical case, I think There's research to be done. So..."

Ding Zimu shrugged nonchalantly: "It's not good to be a guinea pig for someone, but I'm more happy to be a guinea pig for you."

Yang Yiming's heart sank, and he felt that Ding Zimu's few words had an indescribable weight, and they hit his heart unexpectedly.The pressure was a little high, and he was actually a little nervous.

Yang Yiming coughed uncomfortably, put down his crossed Erlang legs, and unconsciously assumed a sitting posture: "I will try my best, and if I can't, I will hand you over to a reliable consultant. "

Ding Zimu didn't comment on this, he changed the subject and said, "What form do you want me to fill out?"

Yang Yiming opened the notebook, and the three characters EPQ appeared in front of Ding Zimu.Ding Zimu clicked the mouse: "Fortunately, there are only 88 items."

After speaking, he sat down and began to answer questions seriously.Yang Yiming still sat on the sofa opposite him and looked at him.Ever since he suspected that Ding Zimu was a DID, he felt more and more that Ding Zimu was a little abnormal. Today, he is more active than last time, and he no longer blindly answers and retreats when talking. It can even be said that there is something wrong in his words. There was some kind of offensive meaning.He even learned to "detour" and adopted an attitude of "talking about him" on topics he didn't want to face.

Yang Yiming became excited, he was very much looking forward to seeing more "Ding Zimu".

More than an hour later, when Yang Yiming went to check Ding Zimu's questionnaire, he found that the two values ​​​​of N and P showed a strange score distribution. The data showed that Ding Zimu was a person who did not care about others, had difficulty adapting to the external environment, and was not friendly with others.

Yang Yiming thought of the way Luo Yang and Ding Zimu were shoulder-to-shoulder, and the way everyone greeted him in the cake shop. He couldn't imagine what Ding Zimu was like who was "unfriendly to others".However, if Ding Zimu was fighting with someone at the gate of the amusement park, it might be possible...

Yang Yiming suddenly had a thought, and this thought seized all his rationality at once, making him unable to break free.He felt that his palms were filled with sweat in an instant, and his heart was beating so violently that his breastbone even felt pain.He couldn't help but want to try it. He stood up from the chair and forced himself to move his legs around the room twice, trying to calm down his impulse.

Why calm down?He thought that Ding Zimu trusted him, and he didn't have any malicious intentions. He just wanted to confirm his condition as soon as possible, and also wanted to follow him further into his heart.A sober Ding Zimu would not hurt himself. If it was the "lone wolf", Yang Yiming took a sneak peek at Ding Zimu. He was slender and well-proportioned. He probably did a lot of manual labor. He had a thin layer of muscles on his body. Appears lean and strong.Yang Yiming clenched his fists. He was two or three centimeters taller than Ding Zimu. He didn't usually go to the gym, but there was a baseball bat behind the sofa...

Yang Yiming stood still: "Ding Zimu, sit on the sofa."

***

Ding Zimu sat down on the sofa obediently, he was very relaxed, the dinner he had just finished was still being digested in his stomach, and he was a little tired after working all day.Now sitting in an unfamiliar but very at ease room, facing a person whom he has known for a short time but who he trusts very much, Ding Zimu feels that the so-called psychological counseling is nothing to be afraid of, even if Teacher Yang declares that he has Even with the most serious mental illness, he can sit here and accept this bad news calmly.

"I'm going to boil the pot of water, let's talk slowly." Yang Yiming walked into the kitchen and turned on the timer of the oven. The timer made a rhythmic sound of "beep, beep". Listening to it feels monotonous and irritable, but listening to it, it seems that I have gotten used to the rhythm, so that I can't hear it anymore.

When Yang Yiming returned to the living room with a cup of tea, Ding Zimu asked, "Mr. Yang, is this the sound of a microwave oven or an oven?"

"Oven." Yang Yiming said, "Recently, the timer has been broken, and it starts to go off when the power is turned on. Don't worry about it, it will be fine in a while."

"Why is the power off?"

"The bolt is behind the cabinet and I'm too lazy to pull it out, it's troublesome." Yang Yiming handed the water glass to Ding Zimu, sat on the single sofa next to him, and threw a cushion on the single sofa to Ding Zi seemingly casually Wood.

Ding Zimu took it and naturally stuffed it beside him, making the seat more comfortable.

Yang Yiming said: "Ding Zimu, today's watch shows that you are sometimes irritable, or irritable."

"Is there?" Ding Zimu thought for a while, "It should be, I have been fired twice."

"But it's okay, rabbits bite people when they are in a hurry, and natives still have a temper." Yang Yiming lowered his voice very slowly and softly, and said with a faint smile, "At least you don't bite people, look at Su Yalei. Nor was he expelled from the national team."

Ding Zimu smiled and leaned back on the sofa, looking very relaxed and lazy.

"Are you tired from work today?"

"good."

"Standing all day must be tiring," Yang Yiming said slowly, "Actually, we are not suitable for talking now, we should go to bed. After a long day of tiredness and just finished eating, we should hug the quilt and take a good sleep."

"I'm a little sleepy." Ding Zimu said, "I'm going to bed early when I go back tonight.

"Did any child come to your store to buy bread today?"

"Yes." Ding Zimu said with a smile, "They are the main force."

"Bear kid, let's make a fuss."

"Yeah. I'm always afraid that they will knock over the shelf, so I have to keep an eye on it." Ding Zimu pouted subconsciously as if remembering something.

"Is there anyone stealing bread?"

"Not today, a child took a lollipop from the cash register a few days ago." Ding Zimu's brows gradually furrowed, his eyes no longer smiled, and bored and irritable were gloomy.

"Come on." Yang Yiming held his chin with one hand, and tapped his mandible rhythmically with his index finger, casually and freely.

"Well, there are two twins, running around." Ding Zimu clicked his tongue impatiently, "It's fucking annoying, running around, bumping into someone, and the parents don't care."

"There's no quarrel, right?"

"Almost." Ding Zimu snorted coldly, "Those two were spoiled at first glance, they ran around the shelf, bumped into a little girl, and the parents didn't even say "I'm sorry". This fucking parent is Bastard, what kind of good bird can we raise in the future?"

Yang Yiming took a deep breath, all the nerves in his body tensed up, every joint felt sore, it was the expression of excessive force, he leaned over slightly, and the distance between Ding Zimu and Ding Zimu was slightly distanced. Some.

He asked slowly, "What's your name?"

There was a "ding" from the kitchen. It was the sound of the oven timer reaching the point, and the sound was shrill and piercing in the quiet room.