His heart is waiting

The first team and the second team in the police station had completely different styles and Cao Bao who was in the first team to be temporarily moved to the second team seemed to be completely out of place.

Li Qiang and Dong Zhuo (now transferred to another city branch to become chief of the headquarter) didn't get a firm hand on their team. First, they didn't see anything wrong with one or two buttons unfastened in police uniform, nobody wore it properly there. The women who wore ties were also rarely seen. The second team style was quite the opposite. Every member of the second team was dressing like was going to participate in the flag-raising ceremony every day.

Except for Cao Bao, the omega who pretended to be beta, there weren't many betas in the first team. Surrounded by a variety of extremely aggressive pheromones every day, Cao Bao felt more and more overwhelmed, and every day was worried that the amount of suppressants that he took will increase in the future. Now, his desk was moved to a relatively mild area. After thinking about it, Cao Bao was a little grateful for Chen Feiyu's deliberate 'unintentional move' of switching places.

"Cao Bao, could you come in here for a second, please?"

Ten seconds later, the two people looked at each other, one form high and one from low angle of view.

Chen Feiyu was first to speak, "What was the matter with the car mechanics yesterday?"

For a moment his expression looked amused and he finally raised his head, "Didn't you say that I am dead today? Why haven't you taken any action yet?"

Cao Bao frowned, "There is a clear distinction between public and private. You really should apologize to me for breaking my car, but you are my boss, so I will get square it with you after work."

Cao Bao finally understood what Chen Feiyu meant when he said 'driving another car can be faster' that day, police cars could drive through red lights, and all other vehicles will automatically pull over! This brother, who was not ashamed of racing, went back and looked through Chen Feiyu's information, a hypocrite one.

Chen Feiyu's tone was calm, "Well, I apologize to you for breaking your car. But I wanted to meet with you outside by any means."

"Is there a need to stay in touch outside of work?"

"Plastic marriage is very unstable, Officer Cao," Chen Feiyu slightly squinted his eyes when he was just smiling. He didn't knock on the table for a while, then said seriously and mockingly. "Without any other contact, should we just live like this without knowing each other?"

Cao Bao raised his head in disdain and answered without thinking, "Yes, exactly like that, what else do you want?"

"Well." The printer beside Chen Feiyu suddenly made a noise and an A4 paper page was popped out.

Cao Bao's attention was attracted, staring at the black letters that were engraved, trying hard to see exactly what was written on the paper facing him.

"The running-in period given by the government is three months," Chen Feiyu took a paper and handed it to Cao Bao. "After this period, even if you want to put a gun to my head, you have to register with me to apply for it."

"You can rest assured, after registering with you, it might be easier to apply for guns." Cao Bao reluctantly returned word by word, full of provocation, "After all, it has stained the name of your family."

Chen Feiyu glanced at him, "Don't rush to talk big, go back and take a good look at the agreement."

Receiving the hot piece of paper, Cao Bao glared at Chen Feiyu, turned back and left the office.

As he walked, he saw the door that was firmly fixed to the magnet, and suddenly had an idea, he stretched his hand forward--

"Officer Cao, my office doesn't need to be closed," The person behind him quickly cut off his thoughts and said firmly, "I like ventilation, thank you."

"In your office, even the curtains are tightly drawn, the whole room is so smoky and reminds a murder scene. And yet you told me you like ventilation?"

"You see, this place is like my heart which is tightly closed without any light," Chen Feiyu made a pause, "But there is always an open door left, just for..."

"Are you mentally sick? Shut up!"

Seeing the back of Cao Bao walking back to his desk in desperation, Chen Feiyu breathed out, tapped his forehead with his fingertips, obediently closed his mouth and lowered his head to continue working, even though he couldn't hide the meaningful smile at the corner of his lips.

'My heart is tightly closed, but there is always an open door left, just waiting for the gleam of light to enter the atrium.'