[CM] Paradise Nostalgia

"Are you still angry?"

"No." Uriah scowled.

Reid thought about how to answer, and said carefully: "The doctor told you not to touch the water."

"Oh, but he didn't say he couldn't take a bath."

Reid blinked helplessly, he carefully thought about the logic between "can't touch the water" and "can't take a shower", and wisely stopped continuing the awkward chat on this topic.

The air was quiet for a few seconds.

"Your neck..."

"your head……"

The air was quiet again for a few seconds.

"Can't you find me a dress first?" Uriah looked angry, but her cheeks were flushed, which looked cute.

Reid shook his head, and quickly stood up, "Okay, okay, I'll go find it right away!"

[Go downstairs?Wait, does this guy know where her clothes are? ]

Uriah didn't have time to stop Reid's long legs. What happened just now was so weird that she couldn't find the correct posture to receive it for a while, so she had to sit on the sofa in a daze, wrapped in a towel.

"Da da da--"

Sure enough, it was Reid, he was holding a paper bag he found out from nowhere, the blush on his neck spread to the tips of his ears, his expression was quite calm, "here, and I brought toothbrushes and towels, etc. .”

Uriah froze.

"Are you changing here, or going to the bedroom?" he asked.

"what?"

"If you change here, I will go to the bedroom. If you go to the bedroom, I will stay here." He said logically, paused, and added in a low voice, "Because a smaller room will make women Feeling more secure when changing clothes, in this case…”

[It feels like something is wrong. ]

But Uriah can't figure out what's wrong for the time being, should it be changed in the living room?It seemed a little weird, "Let's go to the bedroom..."

"Okay." Reid agreed in a low voice, slowly bent down, his side face gradually moved closer until he was very close to her, then he glanced at her, his eyes were indifferent, and his eyelashes were long, as if it was just an ordinary glance.

Uriah jerked her head down, barely able to meet that gaze for some reason.

The distance between the living room and the bedroom is short, so is the embrace, and both are silent.

But the silence is only superficial.

When Reid walked out, Uriah sat on the sofa chair and opened the paper bag, and saw that she was neatly folded. When she saw her underwear and suspender nightgown that were usually placed outside the closet, she couldn't help but covered her face with her hands, blushing. Buried in the knees.

[Oops, the 33-year-old Reid is really not to be underestimated, she is about to be overwhelmed! ]

and!Although it is true that her feet are so twisted that it is inconvenient to walk, she has not yet reached the point where she will be hugged by a princess after walking a few steps!

I always feel that it seems to be a little different from the Reid she knew before, but it's even more... Damn, my heart is about to explode!

Calm...Calm...Breathe...Breathe...

After a while.

"Uriah? Have you changed?"

"All right."

Reid opened the door and walked in, his footsteps were very light, and his shy eyes, which hadn't been well hidden, fell on Uriah.

She was wearing a knee-length white suspender nightdress, with dark golden long hair hanging loose, her gray-blue eyes seemed to be filled with moonlight, and she stood in his bedroom with bare white feet, like a man who had fallen into the mundane world by mistake. sprites.

He tried his best to praise in a normal tone, "You, you look beautiful."

[...It's really too bad!Who taught it? !It's Morgan!Definitely Morgan! ]

Uriah took a breath quietly, and smiled to break the strangeness that made her feel a little uneasy, "Thank you, by the way, when you came, what was hanging on your hand?"

"Oh, that's an egg tart," Reid licked his lips, his eyes flickered, "I'll get it."

Well, unfortunately, Mr. Egg Tart did not survive the violent turmoil just now, and it has been broken into a mess.

A look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

Uriah leaned over and sniffed it, "It smells so good, can you bring me two spoons?"

"of course."

The broken egg tarts were still egg tarts. Uriah and Reid shared this delicacy. After their stomachs were full, they started to feel sleepy.

"Are you tired?"

"Fine," Uriah yawned and muttered, "Where do I sleep at night?"

"You can sleep here," Reid subconsciously lowered his voice, "Is there any valuables that I need to fetch for you?"

"No... Ah!" Uriah brushed his wet hair, "My notebook, the review report is almost finished!"

"I'll get it."

In Reid's bedroom, there is only a plug on the closet side. After the laptop is powered on, there is a little distance between the sofa chair and the bed, so she simply sat on the carpet beside the bed.

Reid pursed his lower lip. He knew he should leave, but he still wanted to find some reason to stay with her for a while, and then he noticed Uriah's wet hair. Although it had been wiped with a towel, it was obvious that the owner didn't pay much attention. There are also small drops of water dripping on the skirt.

His eyes lit up, by the way, there seems to be a hair dryer at home, where is it?

Uriah glanced at the back of him leaving, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, she felt quite complicated about the current situation, and she couldn't tell whether it was more in a good direction or the opposite.

The miracle of time and space made her relive her old dreams and regain them. Is it because of her promise?Or other unknown factors?

If it continues like this.

Maybe it's better to stop.

But every minute and every second with him is so happy, and the connection with him is an incomparably precious treasure. Do you want to take the initiative to cut off and leave?

Not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

"I found the hair dryer, it seems a bit old, I don't know if it can still be used," Reid finally dug out the hair dryer from a corner of the kitchen (and storage room), "Uriah?"

She seemed so intently staring at the screen that she didn't hear him speak.

Reid stood there, watching her quietly and earnestly. After a while, he walked up to her and asked softly, "Uriah, don't you want to blow your hair?"

"Reid," Uriah's eyes widened slightly, "uh, blow..."

Reid connected the socket and tried the hair dryer. The air flow was not very strong, and it made a thin "whining" sound.

He held the hair dryer as if he was facing an enemy, and looked at her without blinking, "You probably won't be able to spare your hand to dry your hair, you might catch a cold, I think, I, I mean, I I can help you!"

Hairdryer: "Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

Uriah looked at the hairdryer, then at him, and nodded blankly.

[Wait, what did he just say, help?What can I do for you? ]

Uriah looked confused.

Hairdryer: "Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

It was the first time in his life to dry someone else's hair. Reid couldn't help being a little clumsy. Her hair felt smooth, cool, and long and soft. He flicked this side carefully, and the hair dryer slowly blew. Over there, the atmosphere is ambiguous and quiet.

Reid was sitting on the edge of the bed, and Uriah was sitting on the carpet. From this angle, when he was stroking her hair, he could clearly see her fair neck and beautiful collarbone. At the end of her hair, when her fingers accidentally brushed her soft skin, Uriah trembled slightly unconsciously, a faint crimson color appeared on her cheeks, and it climbed to the tips of her ears.

That appearance was particularly endearing, and he couldn't help wanting to touch it.

"Not yet alright?" Uriah couldn't help asking in a low voice.

Reid turned off the hair dryer, his eyes fell on her shaggy hair, and he whispered, "Hurry up."

When he brushed his hair with his fingers, Uriah almost exploded, his scalp was numb, his hands and feet were weak, his thoughts were confused, and his tongue could hardly be straightened. "Reid, myself..."

"Blake resigned," Reid whispered.

Uriah froze for a moment, "When?"

"The day I was discharged from the hospital, she took me home and left the badge and the gun in my bag." Reid said slowly: "I stood behind the window to watch her leave, she was not the first, and she will not be the first the last one."

Uriah felt a slight pain in her heart, she turned her head, "Reid..."

"At that time, I asked her if she ever had a feeling." His hand fell from the hair to her cheek, and his warm thumb stroked the corner of her eyes, "as if the future is behind you, as if there is nowhere to find it ?”

Ah... yes, it is these eyes that he has never been able to forget. He is always thinking about, thinking about, looking for, and wanting to have them all the time.

Uriah was shocked.

"She said, it's always been like this," Reid lowered his head and approached her slowly, sighing, "but that's not true, Uriah, that's not true."

The last voice was lost between the soft lips, he closed his eyes, and could see the drooping eyelashes trembling slightly, just like his kiss, fragile and soft, making people unable to help but want to comfort.

Like this...how is it possible...to do it...

There is no way to deceive myself, leave him...

Uriah closed her eyes too, and she pressed his lips lightly, turning what was just a light touch between lips into a real kiss.

Speaking of which, this should be Reid's first real kiss in his life.

This feeling is indescribable, beautiful and trembling, like a person willingly handing over his most precious thing to another person. If you want to use one word to define it, is it dedication?

No, maybe it's the exact opposite.

Reid felt his heart was about to jump out, his head was dizzy, and he couldn't think normally at all. He was the one who kissed him first, and he was the one who had a tougher posture... But Uriah's kiss was so gentle that it melted people, she obeyed and Kissing him obediently, letting him kiss, the lingering affection from the lips and the tip of the tongue, that kind of affectionate attachment, made him truly feel that he was cherished by her.

His body learned and responded instinctively, and gradually became a little uncontrollable. One hand ran through her hair, and the other hand stroked from the soft cheek to the white and tender neck, and scratched the thin hair. suspenders—

Uriah made a soft, trembling sound.

Reid suddenly froze and his chest heaved violently. He pushed her away a little bit, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry...I lost control...I'm sorry..."

Uriah stared at him blankly, her hair was disheveled, her cheeks were flushed, her lips were bright red, and her pupils were blurred.

Simply criminal!

Reid looked away with difficulty, his heart was beating wildly, and he desperately told himself to calm down and restrain himself, but now he couldn't do it—he took a deep breath, stroked her long hair very carefully and cherishingly, "Good night, Uriah," said softly.

Then without waiting for her to answer, he quickly stood up and walked away.

"Good night……?"

Uriah looked at the back of him leaving in a daze, and then heard a "snap", and the living room was instantly plunged into darkness.

She quickly climbed into bed and got under the covers, and then turned off the light in the bedroom.

[It's over, Uriah·Vogt, you're over. ]

#……#……#

Another sunny morning.

Reid woke up earlier than ever today, and even though he hadn't slept the night before, he looked refreshed and seemed to walk with a smile on his face.

When Rossi passed by with a cup, he was a little surprised, "Morning, Geniusboy, you look very happy, what happened?"

"Hi, Rossi," Reid lowered his head, the corners of his mouth curled up reservedly, "it's nothing, uh, am I obvious?"

"How come, silly boy," Rossi smiled meaningfully, "Looks like something good happened yesterday, congratulations, lovers finally get married."

"We're not exactly together yet," Reid added.

"Wait, so you..." Rossi had a rare look of confusion on his face, "Why?"

"I don't want to push too hard, that's fine." Reid exhaled, and said softly: "Besides, rather than clarifying our relationship, there are some things that I want to clarify first. She can't always back down, and neither do I."

Rossi's eyes changed slightly. He looked at Reid for a moment, and there was relief and peace in his eyes, "Well, all I can say is, it's nice to be young. But, are you really that sure that she likes you too?"

"yes, I'm sure."

Reid said flatly.

[Because the way she looked at me was better than thousands of sweet words, and just a moment of staring touched my heartstrings. ]

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