[Comprehensive] Super Boyfriend

When I went to the office, the enemy was arrested again, and the two colleagues who were on duty at the time chattered to restore the scene at that time.

The prisoner who escaped again was ready to knock out Zhiying who was sorting out the documents in the office, and then called me on the landline. It is said that he still has plans to blow up the office as soon as I arrive and die with me. , but there was an accident in the middle of the plan, and before I arrived, he was arrested again.

"...Well, so?" I turned my face and asked, "Who took him back?"

"It's frozen!"

"It's the boss!"

The two answered my question almost at the same time without thinking.

"……what?"

I wrinkled my nose in disgust.

"Are you kidding me? The saviors you two met were two completely different people?"

"It's really a frozen hero!"

"It's really our boss!"

They answered at the same time, swearing.

...Damn it.

Did they get out of their minds or when their brains were knocked stupid.

"Okay," I didn't know what to say, so I could only say, "You can talk to the police about this... Can I get off work?"

******

In the end, the holiday was still in vain, because the enemy escaped from prison twice in a row, causing panic in a small area, so in the end, the seniors of the office took us all back and assigned tasks urgently, and stepped up patrols.

"Senior," I asked feebly, "Is it true that I don't have a chance to participate in this year's Fireworks Festival? It's so rare, I want to see it too. Last year I hardly took a vacation."

The senior sighed: "There is no way, Qianye, you are already an adult, face life bravely."

No, I don't want to be brave.

I hung on the pager and went out to patrol -- it's been a long time, this damn night shift.

The partner who was traveling with me was obviously not in a high mood. The two of us looked at each other, lazily stretched out our hands and started guessing.

"Whoever wins goes to the right."

In the end, I made cloth and he made scissors. If I lost, I naturally went to the left.

Guessing boxing is really a good helper in choosing patients with difficult diseases, and it has helped me solve many problems.

Recently, this area has been quite peaceful. Walking through the busy streets full of people, I relaxed my vigilance a little, and started to observe the people around me again when I was bored.

At first glance, this uncle looks like a social animal who is miserable and overworked like me. The children here with heavy makeup must only be in middle school. The woman with a scarf next to the fountain is probably waiting for a lover. In the cafe...

I stopped.

On the other side of the French windows of the cafe, Saiki Kusuo turned his face and smiled at me.

I laughed too, raising my hand and waving at him.

"I don't get off work in an hour—" I try to lip-sync.

He stood up the book spread out on the table and showed me the cover.

"I still need to read." He said, "You continue to patrol, I will wait for you."

I said yes, then you wait for me.

Do you know what it feels like to like someone?

The moment you hear his voice, you can't help but laugh, your heart can't stop beating, volcanoes erupt, planets collide, and the most gorgeous flames explode in front of your eyes.

That's how, so deeply, I like this person in front of me.

******

Then I was like taking drugs, jumping back and forth in the designated block excitedly, circling around while jumping.

I met my temporary partner several times along the way, and he was amazed:

"Why did you finish patrolling so quickly...why are you so happy?"

"It's just very happy!" I couldn't help jumping twice while answering, and asked anxiously, "How long is it until I get off work—how long?"

"There are still 15 minutes..."

He curled his lips, with a disgusted expression that he didn't understand what I was thinking.

I said yes happily, turned around with a jump, and estimated the time when I returned to the office to check in and go to the cafe...

Perfect, it's amazing.

I tiptoed over another small square on the sidewalk.

At this time, there was a noise in front of me. I raised my head vigilantly and approached, and saw a couple of men and women tugging.

"This is my bag!" The woman blushed sharply, "Give it back to me!"

"It's mine! You are the thief!" The man stared back unwillingly.

I braced my back and sighed, brushed aside the crowd, stepped forward, pulled them apart, and pulled out the small notebook in my pocket:

"Hi—hi—the professional hero of the part-time neighborhood committee aunt is here, explain your situation clearly, and I will send the thief to the detention center immediately. Don't worry."

I had already put on my most serious expression and waited for it, but the two of them looked at each other for a while, but didn't say anything.

After a while, the woman coughed softly:

"That... sorry, Miss Hero, there are no thieves."

"...Huh?" I was at a loss.

The woman whispered again:

"This is my boyfriend. We are arguing...that's all."

I:"……"

Alas, young people nowadays, have they reached the point where flirting can attract professional heroes to reconciliation?

"Okay," I put away the small notebook and said sadly, "Then I won't bother you. You can continue to sublimate your relationship here. Ah... Really, don't quarrel when you have time to date. Worrying for you."

After such an episode, by the time I went to the office, punched my card and got off work, and then went to the cafe, it was already 10 minutes.

I was a little anxious, and as soon as I opened the door of the cafe, I saw Qi Mu turning his head and looking at me.

I ran over happily, and he pushed a glass of steaming milk on the table in front of me:

"It's too late, you can only drink this."

Because I am always on duty in the cold wind, I especially like to have nothing to do when I have nothing to do, just nestle in the corner of the sofa with a warm drink.

"Milk is fine too," I said with a smile, "Have you finished your book yet?"

"There are still two pages left." He lowered his eyes and flipped through the pages of the book, turned the book upside down, pushed it in front of me, and pointed to a certain line on it, "...all of which are your names."

...all my names?

I looked down suspiciously, and it clearly said Chiba County.

He asked again:

"Why are you called 'Chiba'?"

"It's not my name, it's the place

name. "I corrected him, "...But if you want to ask me why, I don't know why my name is Qianye.Probably because Chiba is a beautiful place, just like I am a beautiful person. "

Qi Mu showed a subtle dislike in his eyes again.

I laughed out loud:

"It's you who asked this question first, I'm just guessing reasonably."

"It's obviously outrageous." He said indifferently.

I opened my eyes wide and tried to reason: "I think it's reasonable!"

Qi Mu: "Oh."

I:"……"

Can't talk anymore.

I can't talk today.

The author has something to say:

In the past two days, my mind has been a little messed up because of some things, and my writing may also be a bit messy QAQ

I worked hard! !real!

muah.