Bear infested attention!

After the Spring Festival, the police station ushered in another important festival.

Xiang Yangyuan has always been indifferent to this festival, and the reason why he remembers it fresh every year is because...

"It's a holiday today, and we have to send people to the streets to be on duty at night. If anyone of you is single here, please register yourself." Early in the morning on February 14, Deputy Director Lin, who was in charge of the community police, walked into the office with piercing eyes Swept through all the favorite generals.

Xiang Yangyuan really wanted to drown in the crowd and pretend not to hear, but he succumbed to the boss's coercion, and still raised his hand helplessly.

Xiong Haoran sat next to Xiang Yangyuan drinking tea, and smiled secretively at him.

"Xiong Haoran, when did you get a girlfriend, why didn't you report it?" Director Lin noticed the change, his eyes flashed.

"You don't look like I have a girlfriend." Xiong Haoran leaned back in his chair and said lazily: "Anyway, I will follow my good apprentice wherever he goes. You can count him as two people." , why do you still have to raise my hand?"

Xiang Yangyuan blushed, trying to hide himself behind the monitor, feeling very tangled in his heart.

Director Lin has long been used to Xiong Haoran's open mouth, so he just smiled and asked: "Then Xiang Yangyuan will get married in the future, will you still follow him?"

"if not?"

"Have you ever asked anyone's opinion?"

"Don't ask, I'm the roundworm in his stomach, I know what he thinks."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

NND, don't make fun of me anymore, I don't know you well... Xiang Yangyuan pressed his forehead against the table, feeling powerless to complain.

In the evening, the light rain kept pattering down, and couples of men and women, carrying double umbrellas, walked past the fountain in the small central square with happy faces.

On Valentine's Day, even the night sky is colorful, and the streets are filled with the aroma of roses and chocolate, full of romance.

Standing under the eaves, Xiang Yangyuan was wearing a uniform, staring at the couples coming and going, cold and hungry, wondering whether tonight would be like last year's Valentine's Day, when someone would get into trouble because they refused to pay for the hotel. go to the police station...

"Good apprentice, here." Xiong Haoran came out of the supermarket during the intermission, interrupted Xiang Yangyuan's fantasy world, and generously handed him a chocolate bar: "Valentine's Day gift."

Xiang Yangyuan was so hungry that his chest stuck to his back, he tore open the package and started to eat.

"Slow down, there is more." Xiong Haoran raised the plastic bag in his hand: "Is the teacher very generous to you?"

"Yes." Xiang Yangyuan glanced at the banner at the entrance of the supermarket that read "Buy three get four free promotions for XX chocolate bars", and didn't bother to argue with him. Anyway, if it's shameless, he always considers himself not Xiong Haoran's opponent.

"What about your return gift?"

"..." Xiang Yangyuan paused, took out 20 yuan and threw it to Xiong Haoran, and said perfunctorily, "Happy Valentine's Day."

"I'm not sincere, I'm sad."

"Then what do you want?" Xiang Yangyuan watched Xiong Haoran fold the 20 yuan and put it in his pocket, thinking about the possibility of stealing it back later.

Xiong Haoran looked around, pointed to a temporary flower stall, and said seriously: "Go there, buy 99 roses and send them to me."

Xiang Yang didn't speak for a minute, and the first thing he did when he regained his language skills was to curse: "Crazy, you're dreaming!"

"Think about your train ticket to go home!" Xiong Haoran began to make a big move.

Sure enough, one sentence aroused countless thoughts, Xiang Yangyuan immediately succumbed, and was speechless.

Xiong Haoran pushed his arm and urged: "Go, I'll wait here, I want the red one."

Xiang Yangyuan looked at him sadly, very embarrassed: "Now it's duty time, can we go after work? If we are caught by the inspector brigade, the two of us can't afford to walk around..."

Xiong Haoran's face sank, as if he had been greatly wronged: "Xiang Tangyuan, do you not love Teacher anymore..."

"Never loved."

"Train ticket..."

"Send it after get off work! 99 flowers! All red!"

Xiong Haoran thought for a while, and finally agreed reluctantly: "That's fine, but after work, you have to kneel down on one knee and give it to me."

"..."