[CM] Paradise Nostalgia

According to Uriah's past experience, the first day of work is either super busy or very free. Of course, she has made some psychological preparations, but when her good American colleague Cathy Howard opened the door to the archives for her, she felt that her eyelids were out of control jumped twice.

"I know, it's scary to look at, isn't it!"

Cathy is a serious blond girl, two years older than her, with pretty and capable short hair, and her smile is sweeter than a donut. "Your job is mainly to file and classify these files. There is a table of contents on the desktop. Basically follow that. There are countless documents, letters and materials exchanged here every day. Remember not to read more than you should not read, and never talk too much about what you should not say. There are countless pairs of eyes here. In the first drawer, if there is something unclear, come to me, do you have any questions?"

Uriah smiled slightly, "No, thank you."

"Very good, by the way," Cathy held the door frame and turned around and said, "An hour later, there will be a workplace seminar on the 6th floor, which is the BAU headquarters office. It is a kind of training for newcomers. I suggest you go and listen, because There will also be work contacts between departments, don’t worry, you will be familiar with it soon.”

"Okay, I'll go, thank you." Uriah sat down and stood up again, exhaled after confirming that she had left, pulled herself together, crossed her fingers and stretched her arms, "Well, let's get to work!"

As long as a person is busy, time seems to speed up its pace. Uriah put down the folder in his hand, and inadvertently glanced at the wall clock on the wall. Holy~ she better lift her ass and run to the elevator now, or she might have to We went in to listen to the lecture under everyone's attention.

Uriah arrived at just the right time, and everyone was about to sit down. Ms. White in a gray-purple suit just opened a PPT titled "Gender/Sex Workplace: Inappropriate Workplace Language".She quietly followed behind and found a chair to sit down, pretending to concentrate on listening to the lecture and taking notes, her eyes wandering around Reid's back from time to time.He was wearing a brown twill shirt and slacks, with his hands in his trouser pockets and his hips on the table, with a relaxed and casual posture.

"Sex/harassment/harassment is not all paid, maybe the conversations between colleagues that make you feel uncomfortable are also counted," Ms. White stood up straight, and her voice sounded rigid because of the sensitive topics involved. "These colleagues may Phrases such as: 'Little babe, chocolate chip, or, what about my big, dark 12-pack?' are clearly very inappropriate!"

Uriah heard someone sniggering. She lowered her head and jotted down a few words on the paper with the tip of her pen. She couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips. It was obvious that she was talking about Garcia and Morgan. Someone must be making a small report.

"For example, the following words: 'You are so plump, I am the little coconut in your iced tea, you are a handsome guy carved in chocolate', it is not appropriate! Ms. Garcia, you must stay and listen."

Ms. White frowned slightly, her gaze was as sharp as an eagle's.

"I'm sorry, I have to, I have to, I'm sorry—" Garcia held the mobile phone with a rather helpless expression. She gestured to Ms. White for a text message, and hurriedly left, "I'm really sorry, I—"

It seems that there is a case.

Uriah's guess was right. After a while, all the members of the BAU team left. She lowered her head and pretended to be as cute as possible. After hearing nothing, she turned her pen with lingering fear and continued to listen with a wooden face. lecture.

Uh huh, I have benefited a lot!

The newcomer training will take three weeks in total, and there will be various job evaluations and daily assessments after that. Uriah spent an afternoon getting familiar with the work content and related processes. After the materials are classified, they need to be distributed to relevant departments or specific personnel In her hand, she ran around for several hours, desperately finding that most of the faces and names in her mind did not match. Can't these people honestly hang their work permits on their chests? have!

"Oh... god's stinky socks!"

Uriah gently threw the documents on the table, and while packing things, she planned what to do first tomorrow. It is now [-] o'clock in the evening, and it has been more than an hour since she got off work. After calculating the schedule, the BAU team should be back from San Jose soon. She did not Not surprisingly, I heard that the case was successfully resolved. After following so many seasons of dramas back then, what I cared most about was not the outcome of the case, but whether they were safe or not.

"Ding--"

The elevator door opened, and there were familiar faces, except for the cool and delicious food, everything was complete.

Perfect, she knew she couldn't escape, but why did the retribution come so quickly every time? Uriah gave a professional nod and smile, and walked in with forced composure. Reid was standing in front, and she happened to be standing next to him.

Every second seems to be prolonged, maybe it's her mind, Uriah feels a cold sweat on her back, is there something wrong with this broken elevator, why is it going down so slowly, should she say hello to Reid but will without appearing unnatural—

"Are you going straight home?" Reid asked.

Uriah thought, should not ask her?

Rossi raised his eyebrows vigilantly, and glanced left and right at the partners around him. Well, he was relieved to see the same expressions on everyone's faces. The BAU gossip team did not rule him out.

After a few seconds of eerie silence, Reid looked down at her naturally, "Uriah."

Oh.

Uriah's expression can almost be recorded in the annals of history at this moment. Her gray-blue eyes are wide open, and the word horror is trembling in her pupils. Because of the close distance, even the long and thick eyelashes can be seen trembling clearly. He tried his best to maintain his composure, and said dryly, "Uh, um, no, I might, might go to Chinatown and do some shopping."

"It just so happens that I'm going to go to the bookstore there, do you mind joining us?" Reid couldn't help but tilt his lips slightly, holding the strap of his backpack with one hand, and introduced to the group members seemingly casually: "Uriah·Vogt , My new downstairs neighbor, except for Blake, everyone has met before."

So Uriah had to greet several members with an embarrassing face. It was obvious that they also felt that the style of this painting was very strange, not to mention Garcia, whose eyes were shining, looked like a cat seeing rabbit's tail.

"Yeah, I remember, three years ago at George Mason University, Derek Morgan, hello."

"Jennifer Jareau, call me JJ."

"Hi~ I'm Penelope·Garcia, you can call me Garcia, oh, nice to meet you."

"David Rossi, nice to see you again..."

"Alex Blake, nice to meet you."

"Ding--"

When the elevator reached the floor, Reid exhaled quietly, walked out first, and avoided their extremely concerned and focused eyes, "Guys, let's go first, see you tomorrow."

"Allright, don't come home too late!"

"BYE~"

"OK~"

"See you tomorrow!"

"Byebye~ have fun!"

Seeing Uriah and Reid quickly disappear behind the door at a loss, Garcia looked forward to it and said: "Is there anyone who suddenly wants to go to Chinatown like me?"

The members of the BAU gossip team more or less showed approval, only Elder Rossi remained rational, "Ah-ah, it's not suitable, we are such a large group of people, we will definitely be discovered."

JJ nodded regretfully, "That wouldn't be so wonderful."

So everyone got together to discuss for a while, and decided to go to a nearby Thai restaurant to exchange information and have dinner by the way, then go home, wash and sleep, think about any missing clues, and find a perfect time to meet with Dr. Reid the next day talk about life.

It was such a happy decision.

In mid-February, winter is coming to an end, the temperature is getting warmer, the snow on the branches is gone, and the branches are light and pretty in the air.

Uriah was still embarrassed at the inexplicable and subtle introduction to each other in the elevator just now. Then she told herself not to make a fuss. She thought about Reid saying that she was going to the bookstore, so she asked, "Are you going to buy books? You can read Chinese?"

"I have read several Chinese-English dictionaries. There is no major problem in reading. I can also speak a little Cantonese and Mandarin. I remember that you have a bachelor's degree in Chinese language on your resume. It is not easy to get this exam. It has The language structure system is completely different from that of Western countries. The reading and writing parts are relatively simple, but the use of grammar and tones is very complex and changeable. Asked in Mandarin, "By the way, what are you going to buy?"

Uriah pinched her thigh hard, she knew that Reid definitely didn't mean to show off (maybe a little bit), anyway, the tone of the last sentence sounded weird, she replied succinctly: "Pu'er tea."

Reid thought for a second and said: "I have only tried Longjing tea and chrysanthemum tea. According to historical records, Pu'er tea was originally classified as black tea, but because of the different production procedures, it is now defined as a new tea. The product catalog belongs to special tea, if you want, can you let me try it then?"

"No problem, here we are, here we are."

Most of the shops in Chinatown are close together, and it is easy to find the one she wants to go to. Uriah couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth, with a gentle and shining smile in her eyes, and pressed the elevator, "The eighth floor."

"Ding--"

This vertical box elevator looked old, maybe older than her age, the elevator door opened very slowly, and there was a sound like grinding teeth, Uriah and Reid looked at each other.

"How about... take the stairs?"

Uriah struggled for a moment, "Yeah, on the eighth floor, and the lights on their stairs are broken, it's so dark and scary."

Reid weighed with a heavy heart, and couldn't help but recall the elevator horror incident that he and Morgan were blacklisted in the Portland Police Department several years ago. According to statistics, elevator accidents cause six deaths every year, and about 1 Thousands of people need hospital treatment, not to mention this elevator looks like—

"Hey~yo! What are you two doing standing in the middle! Waiting for the angel to send you up!"

The black young man wearing a peaked cap behind him spoke like he was singing RAP, looked at the two of them left and right, and made a super cool gesture, "What are you looking at! Don't get out of the way! My buddy seems to be the kind who can pass through the cracks in the fence. People! You have no discernment!"

"Oh, sorry!"

"you first."

Uriah and Reid hurried out of the way, and the black youth named Jackson walked in and pressed the elevator, his expression was quite speechless, "Look! Can you get in or not! I'm very busy, okay?"

Uriah blinked, shrugged, and walked in first, Reid bit his lip reluctantly, and followed.

This is where the disaster begins, Hallelujah.

On the third floor, everything was normal, and then the fateful four came.First, the lights began to flicker non-stop, flickering and flickering. Although no one spoke at this time, their body language showed a state of alert, and their skin and muscles were restraining unconsciously. Yeah, everyone was a little nervous up.

The accident happened in an instant. With a loud bang, the elevator shook violently and fell down suddenly. The feeling of weightlessness pulled on the heart severely, and the knees became weak uncontrollably. Uriah held on tightly with his arms. Wall, what a joke!

Then there was a few seconds of dead silence, as if most of the air had been sucked out.

"Wh-huh-who told me this isn't true!"

"Reid, are you okay?"

"Uriah! Are you all right?"

After confirming each other's safety, Uriah reached out and pressed the alarm bell. Several people raised their ears but heard nothing.

"NONONO——" Jackson's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he poked the floor buttons excitedly, "Light up! Hurry up! Light up! Light up! Move! NONONO——I'm sorry, Lord God, I can't Call yourself an angel I'm an innocent piece of chocolate please—"

Cold sweat was coming down Reid's face, he stopped anxiously: "Stop! Don't, don't do that! Don't press indiscriminately, stop! I said—"

"WHOA-WHOA-WHOA! Not today can't be today please not today! Mom help! Help! Is anyone out there?"

Jackson slammed on the elevator door in horror and called for help, so hard that Uriah could feel the vibration of the elevator. She couldn't stand it and shouted: "Stop it! Can't you be quiet!"

Before the words were finished, there was another loud bang, and the elevator plummeted again, screaming in three different tones. Reid and Uriah hugged each other in fright, and Jackson fell to the ground.

Uriah grabbed Reid's clothes tightly. He leaned on the wall with one hand and put the other on her waist. He took a deep breath and said in a dry voice: "Allright, everyone, keep calm, calm down! Don't panic too much, Don't knock on the door, don't press the buttons, don't make any unnecessary movements, everything should be done gently, okay? Someone will come to save us! Calm down!"

"No..." Jackson sobbed a few times, and confessed: "Before I go out in the morning, I shouldn't say that the pancakes made by my mother are terrible! She is the person who loves me the most in this world! Oh God! Please This can't be my grave! I can't die with this couple who killed thousands of swords! Never! Please! Don't be so cruel!"

"Zizi——"

The lights suddenly started to flicker again, Uriah shrank his shoulders in shock, hid in Reid's arms in fear, lowered his head, resting his head on his chest, his body trembling slightly, like a pitiful rabbit.He froze for a moment, looked at the dark and closed environment around him, and slowly hugged her into his arms, clearly feeling her breathing, temperature, cuddling, softness, as well as inner care, tension, concern, worry, desire to protect ...

"Uriah, it's okay, don't be afraid—"

"It's so unfair! Why are you the only two hugging! I need hugs too!"

In the narrow and dark space, Jackson stared straight at Reid and Uriah, and slowly stood up while leaning on the wall. The scene was really scary, Uriah was still in a daze, and Reid had already reacted and stood in front of her , protecting her in a corner, trying to persuade her.

"Sir, calm down. The safest way now is to stay where you are. Any action may cause an accident. Think about it carefully. Did our panic actions just make the situation worse, but you see, now , everything has calmed down." Reid's heart was in his throat, and his brain was spinning rapidly, "By the way, mobile phone, check to see if there is a signal on the mobile phone!"

It's miserable...it's over...the big thing is not good...if this goes on...she's going to die...

Uriah was completely enveloped by Reid's back, and her eyes were firmly glued to him, only to realize that the crazy beating of her heart had nothing to do with life or death, just because he was by her side, this was all she dreamed of.

"That's right!" Jackson fumbled all over his body like he was enlightened, "You're right! Mobile phone! Where's my mobile phone!"

"Ding--"

The indicator lights above the head lit up as if the savior had come, and under the breathless gaze of the three, they descended level by level until they reached the first floor.

"Ding--"

The door opened.

Jackson jumped up like a kangaroo and rushed out, Reid breathed a sigh of relief, took Uriah's hand and quickly left the elevator.

His own feet were still weak, and Uriah's wandering look made him worry again, "Uriah, hey... are you okay? We're out, you're okay."

Uriah shook his head, then nodded again.

Reid couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled, and asked, "Do you still want to buy tea?"

"NO!" Uriah shook his head firmly this time, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the hands they were holding, and pretended to be nonchalant, he pulled it out and pointed to the pastry shop opposite, "I think I need something sweet to comfort me."

Reid blinked, put his hands back in his pockets, and whispered, "Metoo."

If you are not ready now, then I will choose to wait in place.

The author has something to say: I have been fascinated by the delicious uncle fans these two days... really...

And, I want to thank everyone, after all, I want to smoke myself, mistaken age and hair color to study in the country, all kinds of small changes... Mainly because I want to write more rigorously this time... As a result, many plots have been deleted and edited Change, and the 33-year-old Reid is not very easy to figure out and feels super entangled...crying...

If you find any bugs, please let me know!Thanks!Love you guys!