[CM] Paradise Nostalgia

"MissVogt, you have passed the pre-interview investigation, and the polygraph test results are no problem, and the written test scores are considered above average, basically in line with our application standards."

The interviewer Ivan Lake put down the report card with a gentle expression. He had a good impression of this innocent and beautiful woman, so he couldn't help but say a few more words, "Administrative work doesn't require you to go out to work, although you don't have any work experience. But you have a bachelor’s degree in Chinese and German, and to tell you the truth, Chinese is one of the three languages ​​that the FBI urgently needs recently, which is a plus.”

"It's my honor." Uriah smiled with the corners of her mouth pulled up, who knows how she passed the polygraph test.

"Very good, I think you can come to work on Monday."

Ivan left the table, shook hands with her politely, and opened the door for her by the way, "Looking forward to your work performance."

"Okay," Uriah replied subconsciously, his eyes lit up, "Thank you, Mr. Lake."

"you are welcome."

It wasn’t until she walked out of Quantico’s office building that Uriah’s flustered heart calmed down. She still can’t believe that she made this decision. It has been three years since she left the United States. Objectively speaking , The past three years have been peaceful, and all the events that made her fear and dread did not happen, and even those heart-wrenching dreams were reduced.

And the longer time passed, the more places she visited, the more scenery she saw, the more lonely she felt in places where the crowds were more turbulent, and the empty chest couldn't help but grow longing, Uriah couldn't help but think about him His voice and smile made him breathless sometimes, like a bird imprisoned in a cage. Every minute, every second, every moment, he was desperately eager to break free from the cage of his body and fly to him. .

Uriah felt that if this situation continued, she might send herself to a mental hospital, so at first, when she bought a plane ticket to fly back to Washington, she just wanted to stay closer to him, but unexpectedly, No. 23 Capital Plaza Floor is being rented out, wait!This place - isn't it just downstairs from Reid's house!

I don't know what kind of mood he was in. It may be a bit like a supermarket sale. There is no tomorrow after today. Uriah signed the two-year rental contract with a decisiveness that made the landlady dumbfounded, and carefully The matter asked her to keep a low profile and not to disclose any of her personal information, but the landlady kindly told her that there happened to be a handsome and talented FBI agent living upstairs, and if there was anything she could call him, he was a good boy BLABLABLABLA——

Anyway, the money has already been paid, so there is no other way.

As for the work, it can only be said to be another coincidence. She happened to see the FBI's recruitment information on the World Journal. In addition to official agents, there are also criminal analysts, cryptography researchers, linguists, administrative clerks, etc. Multiple positions, Uriah has never, really, never even imagined that she can work in a place where people with high IQs gather like the FBI. She submitted her resume purely with the mentality of joining in the fun, and who knew that she would receive an interview notice , During that one week of preparation time, she lived in hell every day, and the vexatious knowledge almost killed her.

Whatever, when the opportunity comes, if you don't work hard, it seems that you are sorry for your life.

Uriah glanced back at the solemn and solemn font on the wall: FIDELITY (loyalty), B/R/A/VERY (bravery), INTEGRITY (integrity), this is the creed that the FBI has insisted on for many years.At this moment, she finally recalled the shame and terror of being dominated by the lie detector 5 minutes ago.

[Q1: Why did you choose this job?

——To protect my crush!

A1: Erm... This is a pretty good job, in all aspects, and to contribute to the country and protect the safety of people's lives and properties, becoming an FBI employee is my dream!

Q2: Well, I noticed that your major is viola, and even reached the performance level. You gave up the choice you insisted on for many years. Why?Ah, please tell me the real reason, don't waste your time, MissVogt!

——To protect my crush!

A2: I didn't give up, I just want to treat it as a hobby, not as a job to make money, without any pressure, when I need it, when I enjoy it, I can play it for myself or others, the simpler the better ,That's it. ]

In short, the top priority now is not to worry about these things. If she works here, there will definitely be a time to meet her. What has she done in the past three years!

In the first year, when Uriah just left, she pretended not to see all the text messages, phone calls, and letters Reid sent her, fearing that once she replied, she would never be ruthless again. He made up his mind to give up, and only dared to send him a few postcards when he was going to other places during the holidays. He didn't say anything, and he didn't send a message back. He was deceiving himself, he definitely didn't know it was her.

In the second year, Reid never contacted her in any way again, and she still maintained the habit of sending postcards, about once every two or three months.

In the third year, ditto.

Now that she's back, the postcards are gone, and she has moved downstairs to his house in a sneaky way, secretly working in his workplace, it's Sima Zhao's heart... It's strange that people don't treat her as a pervert!

Uriah touched his cheek, it really hurt.

She also thought at the time that when Emily had an accident, he had been crying for ten weeks, and this time losing Maeve, she acted even more unfeelingly, and she didn't know how long he would be sad.But, it's 33-year-old Spencer Reid!She has never met the 33-year-old Spencer Reid. Just thinking about this fact, she feels that everything wrong, bad, and unbearable is worth it.

However, Uriah hurriedly left Quantico base with her head down, fleeing, what will Reid think of her then, liar?asshole?Ruthless woman?Neuropathy?abnormal?

Forget it, let's go back and move things first.

It took almost an entire afternoon for Uriah to settle here like a home. Although the overall situation is the same as it was three years ago, looking at the decoration in the room, she thought of how she had avoided in the past three years, and now she Just a flight of stairs away from him, his mood was extremely complicated and delicate.

Uriah sat on the carpet for a while, walked slowly into the bathroom, took a shower, and slowly came out to make a cup of fragrant black tea for herself. She felt weak and tired, and hungry, and she should go get it Order something to eat, but my eyelids are so heavy... I can't open them at all...

【21:45】

Still a raucous night.

Whether it is in Las Vegas or back in Washington, where he lives, it seems to be no different.The night in the city at this time is still quite lively, compared to the daytime, Reid remembered that the landlord told him that a new visitor would be settled on the first floor today, it doesn't matter if it is a man or a woman, as long as it is quiet.

Maybe he should go to say hello. After all, when he just went upstairs, he noticed that the lights in the new tenant's guest room were still on. According to the traces on the floor and stairs, he deduced that the new tenant was a man who acted swiftly and decisively. Reid thought, sooner or later, he would say hello. Now that he thinks this idea is not bad, let’s just act. He tidied his hair a little, picked a science fiction novel that he thought was interesting from the bookshelf as a meeting gift, and prepared to visit the building. new tenants.

Seriously, hopefully the other person is a nice guy to get along with and not too rowdy.

Standing in front of the plain solid wood door, Reid bent his fingers and knocked three times.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

no respond?He tilted his head, all right, and tapped three more times.

"Who's outside?"

Oh, it seems to be a woman, he seems to have picked the wrong time, it sounds like she just woke up.

Reid licked his lips, cleared his throat, and responded: "Hi, I'm Spencer Reid, I live upstairs, if it's convenient for you, I want to say hello."

who? !It was more effective than pouring a bucket of cold water. Uriah woke up instantly, got up from the sofa with hands and feet, ran to the bathroom to wash his face, rushed out to straighten his hair, pulled his clothes, and said in horror: "Yea, Yea, Yea, YES?"

【What to do? What to do? What to do? 】

Uriah clenches her hands into fists and takes a deep breath, she's already at the door, damn it, she hasn't figured out how to explain it yet!There is no problem with her stupid brain deceiving herself, and she will be seen through in a second to deceive Reid, so there is no reason to get past it—

If she could figure it out at this time, there would be a ghost!

"Excuseme? If it's not convenient for you..." The sound insulation of this place has not been very good. The series of earth-shattering sounds in the room really made people feel a little uneasy. He was about to change his words and visit another day, but the door was not open. It opened without warning.

The face I haven't seen in three years, the face that lingers in my mind, the way she speaks, the way she smiles, the fragrance of her hair, the color of her pupils, Reid thought he was relieved a long time ago, after all, 130 years have passed Day and night, he has rarely thought of her, as if she has gradually faded in his memory.

But now, what he thought was already a well-designed lie. When she appeared in front of him like this, he actually recalled the softness he felt when touched by those hands, the faintly visible tenderness on her body. Fragrance, and those nights and unstoppable longings, all of which are so tormenting——

"Uriah Vogt?"

He wasn't sure if he really pronounced her name, Reid blinked his eyes, his brain woke up from a brief shock blank, he suddenly felt a prick in his heart, it was unbelievable, why would she want to do something Just leave if you want to leave, disappear if you want to disappear, appear in front of him if you want to appear in front of him, move downstairs to his house if you want to move downstairs, as if everything is natural, don't tell him this is Coincidentally, unless he's out of his wits—

So angry that he didn't want to say a word, Reid almost turned around and left.

It must be God's joke, Uriah looked at him, stared at him, stared at him, stared at him, stared at him without blinking.

[This look again, I've had enough, what are these three years to her?To this day, she still looks at him with such irresponsible eyes!What a bore! 】

Uriah wanted to say something, even if it was just his name, but his voice seemed to be sucked away, his throat was blocked, and his sight...why couldn't he see him clearly?

"why are you crying?"

Probably due to the difference in aura, Reid unconsciously took a step forward, his tone cold and a little unreasonable. Uriah took a step back in panic, tears streaming down her face, at this moment she seemed to be redeemed, alive!He spoke!

Reid frowned, squeezed the hardcover book in his hand, and said stiffly: "Long time no see, what a coincidence, you live downstairs," and then inevitably sarcastically, "Interesting, why are you crying?" , did I scare you?"

Uriah nodded irrepressibly, gosh, he was angry, he looked like he wanted to smash that book on her head!God!is this real?She is so touched!

Anger, Reid has never been so angry before, he was so angry that he was almost laughing, didn't she know that she was adding fuel to the fire?He even brought gifts over, and he's still standing here!absurd!absurd!

"I—" As if a fire was burning in her mind, burning all the thoughts, Uriah couldn't help raising her arms, only she knew how difficult this moment was, every step closer to him, imprisoned her The chains just disappear a little bit, and you don't even have to struggle anymore.

"I miss you so much--"

As if being pushed by someone, Uriah threw himself into Reid's arms with such force that he almost strangled his waist, Reid staggered unexpectedly, his back hit the door panel, and there was a "bang" sound directly Close the door.

What?Ow!pain!

His feelings changed from extremely complicated to extremely simple, and there was no way out. Reid tried to push her shoulder away, and said without hesitation: "Let go, let me go! Are you crazy? If you do this again, I will , I'm going to call the police!"

Uriah cries in gibberish, "Thank goodness you're alive - take me up if you want! I've committed a great crime - put me in jail! It doesn't matter what you do to me as long as you're alive —I would like to be in prison, I like to be in prison!"

The book in his hand fell to the ground, and there was a "boom", Reid recalled that night three years ago, she was also like this, like a moth to a flame, what does it mean that he is still alive?What does it mean to like to stay in prison?What crime did she commit?What the hell is going on with all this mess? !

She still has the face to cry?

Reid slowly raised his arm, frowning deeply, and hesitantly wiped the wet tears on her face with the back of his finger. He shouldn't be soft-hearted. She has not softened her heart to him in the past three years, as if all It felt like it was his own illusion, he kept wondering if she was upset by talking too much about Maeve that night, but it was obviously her behavior that made people have to care, she was obviously playing with other people's feelings at will , obviously she was the first—he forgot it with difficulty.

"Keep your voice down, the neighbors will complain," Reid said hoarsely. He couldn't help but stretched out his arms and hugged her gently, resting his chin on her messy head, and turned his eyes around the room. The corners of his eyes were moist, and he said word by word: "Uriah Vogt, if you don't explain clearly after crying, I will sue you for obstructing official duties and assaulting the police. You'd better tell the truth. From now on, what you said Every word you say will be evidence in court, you better know, I have sent thousands of criminals to prison."

"I'm sorry—I was wrong—I'm sorry I'm sorry—I was wrong—"

This room has not changed much from three years ago, except for some trinkets and souvenirs brought back from different countries placed in various places in the room.

Since you want to cut off all contact with him, why send a postcard?

[Shameless liar, it's still cheaper for her to call the police. ]

The author has something to say: forgive me...

This chapter is really hard to write...

Changed and changed...

It's 30-year-old Reid after all...