[CM] Paradise Nostalgia

It was an unforgettable, incomparably beautiful morning.

Waking up from a peaceful sleep that I hadn't had in a long time, the first thing I saw was the sun and her sleeping appearance.

Reid turned sideways and looked at her motionless, feeling reluctant to even blink, never felt that time was so precious for a moment.

He was afraid that everything that happened was just a dream, that Uriah would wake up with a look of astonishment and regret, and he was afraid that the moment she opened her eyes, there was a faint expectation in her heart.

Uriah's eyelashes twitched suddenly.

He held his breath nervously.

"Umm..."

Sleeping Beauty let out a low sigh, and slowly opened her eyes,

[Ah...she opened her eyes...]

Uriah curled up the corners of her mouth into a smile, and rubbed her affectionately into his arms.

The fair and delicate skin was faintly glowing, and there were a few bluish red bruises. She nestled in his arms full of dependence, Reid's heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't help stroking Uriah's smooth skin. Soft back, face buried in her neck, kissed delicately.

"Itch..." Uriah couldn't help but shrugged his shoulders to avoid it, and hummed hoarsely, "Spencer..."

"Are you awake?" Reid asked in a low voice, kissed her ear, brushed away the loose hair, "Good morning, Uriah."

"No...I haven't woken up yet...I'm so tired..."

Uriah reluctantly turned her back, Reid couldn't help smiling, the smile was very warm, innocent and happy, he wrapped her in his arms from behind, pressed her soft and graceful body tightly, and kissed her On her cheek, she whispered shyly: "Sweet dream, Sweet."

He hugged Uriah reluctantly for a while, until Uriah took a long breath, as if falling into a peaceful dream, then he sat up slowly like a snail, picked up the clothes on the ground, put on his clothes with a blushing face, and turned back three times in the middle, Finally, he staggered into the kitchen.

For breakfast, there is milk and bread, coffee and fried eggs at home, and yes, ham and bacon!

Fortunately, today is Saturday, I hope there will be no case, no case, no case, no case——

[It’s over, it’s over, it’s over——]

[What to do? What to do? What to do--]

[Why case hasn't come yet, still hasn't come——]

After confirming that Reid had left the room, Uriah jumped up from the bed with a face full of horror, she clenched the sheets in a frenzy, and said incoherently, "God... what have I done... I actually did this ..."

Uriah didn't quite remember what had happened last night, but most of it, the most important part, she remembered clearly.Originally, I just wanted to use alcohol to relieve my worries, but I ended up drinking HIGH and playing crazy. With that energy, I did everything I wanted to do thoroughly, and there was no room for turning around.

When she woke up in the morning, she didn't even dare to look directly into Reid's eyes, and finally resisted with her extraordinary acting skills, but what should she do now?

Wait, calm down, calm down - think about the cause and effect, think about what to do - think about Reid -

Dry!What should I do if I think of him and want to kiss him and touch him?

"Uriah? Are you awake?"

Suddenly, a familiar and gentle voice came from the door that she had heard thousands of times.

Uriah turned her face slowly, and her eyes fell on Reid. She stared at him without blinking, and smiled lightly. The smile was bathed in the warm sunshine, which was extraordinarily gentle and bright, "Good morning, Spencer."

She didn't know what to do, but loving him was her instinct.

Anything he said or did that made him feel sad made her feel twice as painful.

Uriah couldn't resist the emotion, couldn't suppress it any longer.

"I made breakfast," Reid finally confirmed something, the little temptation and uneasiness quickly moved away, he gradually approached, and sat down next to Uriah, "Do you want to eat something?"

"Of course." Uriah replied softly, averting his gaze in embarrassment, a blush crawling all over her cheeks.

There is no way to hide it.

Reid pursed his lips to make them look moist, his heart was filled with joy and happiness, so he took her palm gently and interlocked his fingers as he wanted.

"Uriah...I..." He tried hard and firmly, trying to convey his feelings at this moment to her, "I'm not very good at expressing, but I really want you to know that I, I care about you , you are a very, very important and indispensable person in my life."

Uriah stared blankly into his eyes, listening to him blankly.

"I once thought that maybe I will die alone in this life. Who would like someone... like me," his eyes seemed to be telling, so serious and affectionate, "but you appeared, so suddenly , just popped into my life...I wasn't prepared, I didn't know if I should—I was both scared and longing...I want you by my side, I, I want to be with you, until We all get old..."

Slowly, slowly he said—

"I love you... Uriah, I love you."

It was an unforgettable, incomparably beautiful morning.

Forever, preciously, morning.

Until sitting at the dinner table, Uriah was still in a trance, not recovering from the previous huge shock.

"Milk or coffee?"

"Milk." Uriah replied subconsciously, she was stunned for a moment, and asked hesitantly: "I...didn't do...strange things yesterday, right?"

"Strange thing?" Reid raised his eyebrows, and put the milk he had prepared in front of her, "You mean, you squatted at my door in the middle of the night like a drunken stalker, wherever I went, You just follow wherever you go, even the bathroom?"

"What--I--" Uriah didn't expect him to be so straightforward, and even more unexpected that he had done such a shameful thing, and he was dumbfounded for a moment.

"Don't worry," Reid couldn't help grinning, childishly mischievous, "you're the cutest, most endearing stalker I've ever met."

[Wow... What's the matter with this feeling of being teased? ] Uriah couldn't believe it, and cried out inwardly: [You have changed! Reid!You are no longer the cute little angel I knew! ]

"What did you say?"

"No, I didn't say anything." Uriah hurriedly shook her head, gulping down her milk.

"Uriah, you were yesterday," Reid hesitated for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "were you happy yesterday?"

It took Uriah a moment to realize what he was asking, she almost choked, she wiped her mouth, she never thought that he would ask this question, could it be that he was not confident in his bed/sex/skills?

Uriah pinched his thigh hard and said calmly, "Of course, baby."

Then I saw Reid pursing his lips and laughing, his cheeks were thin and red, and his eyes were shining.

"I'm done eating, thank you," Uriah finished his breakfast and planned to go back to sort out his turbulent state of mind, "Then I'll go first, Bye-bye."

"Wait!" Reid quickly stood up and grabbed her, "Are you going to go out like this?"

It was then that Uriah remembered that her nightdress had unfortunately been killed last night, and she was now wearing Reid's shirt.

"I'll bring it for you," Reid lowered his head, looking into her eyes, "you wait here for me."

Uriah was left standing there, not knowing whether to cover his face or his heart.

[terrible!Unintentionally provocative is more deadly!Help! ]

Uriah was wandering around the living room at a loss, when something caught her eye out of the corner of her eye, and she stopped abruptly.

After a while, Reid came back with a wisteria-colored dress. He walked towards Uriah who was standing in front of the bookshelf. When he saw the book in her hand, the smile on his lips faded away.

"The Confessions of John Smith" Uriah gently caressed the cover of the book with her hand. She looked up at him and asked indifferently, "Have you ever loved her? That woman named Maeve?"

[Maeve... Maeve... I used to think that I could not care, but who knows who hurts, maybe I shouldn't ask, but I couldn't help it, I still asked. ]

Reid's face became a little pale, his eyes fell on the book, and then on Uriah's face, his expression was a little surprised and a little flustered, "Do you remember her? Do you remember this name?"

Uriah twitched the corners of his mouth, and looked deeply into his eyes, "Things from three years ago have been kept until today, I think you must..."

"I'd be lying if I said I didn't have any feelings for her," Reid interrupted, before taking her hand holding the book and whispering, "But that's not love, Uriah."

"So?" She took a breath.

Reid's eyes did not escape, but there was a hint of loss and sadness, "After Maeve left, I was depressed for a while, because I lost a good friend I couldn't talk about, and I watched her die in front of my own eyes."

"Stop it, Spencer."

"I want to say, Uriah," Reid held her face in his hands, his fingers trembling slightly, "I admit, Maeve was the first person who really made my heart feel, maybe I almost fell in love with her. But then you Appeared, before I really fell in love with anyone, before I realized it, you invaded my world like a tornado, attracted my attention, moved my thoughts, and before I realized it When you are in love, leave suddenly."

"You never knew, and you never understood, you just—leaved," Reid's eyes gradually turned red, and his voice was hoarse, "The one I've been looking for and waiting for is you, Uriah, and it's always been you .”

It has been a long time since Reid has confessed his heart to anyone so frankly and unreservedly. He discarded all defenses and disguises, and only revealed the softest and most vulnerable part in front of Uriah.

"Please...please trust me... Uriah."

Reid almost murmured.

Uriah stared at him without blinking, his back was facing the sun, his slender and fluffy hair curled with a soft halo, quiet and peaceful.

"I believe in you." Uriah said in a low voice: "Also, Spencer, baby, I haven't said today, I love you."

Reid froze suddenly, his eyes gradually became moist, wet eyelashes, and hers.

"May I kiss you?"

"You don't need to ask..."

Uriah stood on tiptoe, unable to resist running her fingers through his loose, slightly curly hair.

"You know what, Uriah."

"what?"

"There is a saying in Buddhism, 'Two people who love each other can meet because of a look back 500 years ago.' So always be grateful and be kind to each other."

"Are you telling me...to treat you well...not to...bully you?"

Reid hugged her tightly, Uriah put his hands on his shoulders, he raised his face to kiss her, and gently sucked and bit her moist lips, sticking his soft and slippery tongue in, wrapping around, wrapping around around.

"That's right... you have to... treat me... better..."

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