CM The future I see without you

Jacques, holding Reid's hand and walking forward cautiously, is like a giant dragon guarding a treasure, fierce and innocent, gentle and lonely, powerful and timid.

Emily followed them with Reid's luggage bag, thinking secretly in her mind. She thought of the naive and romantic French ex-boyfriend in the early years. The caramel of the pudding is generally rich and heady.

There are only a few lights on in the garage below, and the dim light falls on Jacques's back, and the crisp white shirt can't hide his thinness.

Emily recalled when Jacques first arrived at BAU, and Rossi said that at that time, he had not been discharged from the hospital for a long time after a serious illness, but he was thin and thin, but he looked very energetic, with vivid lights in his eyes.But now?A little closer can feel the exhaustion in his heart, this kind of blank boredom seems to be deeply rooted in his soul and then grow wildly.

Was it because Reid's unexpected injury scared him?

To be honest, Emily couldn't profile Jacques in detail. She didn't know what happened to the young man during the short time alone with Reid, who was still under anesthesia, so that the mental state of the whole person changed so drastically.

After watching him for a long time, I realized that I never seemed to have observed this young man who suddenly broke into my life so seriously, even though he had fought side by side with me, even though he had become a member of BAU, even though he was in that cold and Desperate rainy night saved his life.

The brown cowhide low-heeled shoes made a slight sound when they fell on the concrete floor, but they stirred up layers of waves in the empty garage.

Jacques carefully helped Reid into the car. The latest Mercedes-Benz C2001's jet-black body was lit with gentle lights. The young man leaned loosely on the car door, pushing up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose with some unaccustomed, walking towards The woman in the back yelled, "Hey beauty, hurry up! Garcia called me five or six times!"

"Then let them wait!" Emily's low-heeled shoes were parked at the back of the car, and she bent down to put the big bag in her hand into the trunk, complaining, "I don't know how to carry it for me, say yes What about the chivalry?"

"Sorry, that's only for my beloved Reid." Jacques replied lightly, "And didn't you ask to come and help?"

Emily hummed softly, and before she could refute, she heard Reid's dissatisfied voice from the passenger seat: "Jacques, how many times have I told you! Don't treat me like those girls!"

Emily watched Jacques schadenfreude and scratched her head in embarrassment, and got back into the driver's seat to please the doctor.She sighed, put down the lid of the trunk, sat on the rear seat, closed the door casually, and said with a smile, "Hurry up, my knight, Garcia has to wait."

"Hey! Emily, are you adding fuel to the fire!" Jacques turned the key dully, and the Mercedes Benz slid into the driveway with a pleasant roar.

It was sunset outside, and the orange-red sunset sprinkled from the gaps in the clouds and dyed the whole world red, but Jacques saw that the distant sky was full of dark rain clouds, and he frowned, feeling a little worried tonight He couldn't help stepping on the gas pedal.

"By the way, I just called Garcia back. Why did Kevin answer it?" Reid slid his slender fingers across the phone screen. He frowned and glanced at the piles of unread text messages and calls, thinking, Aren't they still arguing about breaking up for a few days?

"Oh, Reid, it seems that your news is not very well-informed." Emily was a little excited, her eyes sparkled with excitement, and she was not at all calm as usual. She pretended to be mysterious and said, "Kevin didn't accept the news from the UK." Invitation, he intends to stay and compete for the position of Deputy Director of Information for Garcia. By the way, did you know that Kevin also went to have a serious talk with Hotch?"

"Why do you have such a weird tone when you talk about serious conversations?" Jacques glanced at her in the rearview mirror, and then calmly analyzed, "Hotch is probably worried that the interdepartmental romance will have a bad effect on Garcia? Rossi sure I also talked to Garcia."

"Can't you give me a chance to answer!" Emily felt a little upset when she was deprived of the opportunity to announce the answer.

Since JJ left, gossip is a luxury for her. The men in the office who only have profile and work on their heads are boring and uninteresting. Rossi can chat a few words, but it can't be compared with girlfriends. Nested affectionately on a sofa holding a sweet cocoa, how about you complaining about me?

"Are they all here?" Jacques asked, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel.

Emily glanced at Reid who was quietly looking out of the window in the passenger seat, and hesitated for a while before saying, "Of course, they're all here. I'm just worried that it will rain."

"That's not a problem. They also have a small leisure area on the top floor. You can close the glass dome, but it will be a bit noisy when it rains, and the sound insulation is too bad." Jacques lazily complained, looking like a profligate kid, money For him, it is not money, but a long string of numbers on the account.

Reid turned his head to look at the young man, the afterglow cast on his quiet face, the seemingly incongruous gold-rimmed glasses and blue eyes were surprisingly harmonious.Tonight is a party organized by Jacques to celebrate his discharge from the hospital. Trace and the others have something to do, so in fact, only old friends like BAU came to get together.

The venue is the TRB restaurant on the coast of Savannah. This restaurant, which specializes in hosting small parties, has suddenly emerged in the industry and even received international acclaim in recent years.

They claim that they can enjoy the fireworks in the world while admiring the magic of nature. You can eat delicacies from all over the world, listen to elegant classical music, and the bright and vast starry sky is just the background board for your meal.

As long as you want, you can also move the table to the beach, watch the waves bloom, and if you are lucky, you can also see dolphins swimming far away.It’s just that the person in charge of the restaurant suggested that it’s better for guests to stay away from the coast. After all, there will be highly poisonous jellyfish from time to time on the beach at night. If the guest is injured and dies unfortunately, the restaurant will only express its condolences and refund the fee for the day out of humanitarianism. That's all.

Despite being so ruthless, or called it full of crises, orders from the top [-] young billionaires on the Forbes wealth list are still coming in an endless stream, and their ratings on Yelp have never dropped to five stars. Of course, it may be because of eating There are very few people who start this restaurant, and even fewer people who have the leisure to open the app to rate after eating.

This peculiar restaurant does not accept Michelin's evaluation, but is willing to hang its name on a cheap mobile app for the public to rate at will.

Emily also wants to try this mysterious and high-end restaurant, but TRB's order has already been scheduled until June of the next year, and I don't know how Jacques got his place.

The Mercedes-Benz turned a corner smoothly, and half of the long journey has passed. The dark clouds on the edge of the sky filled half of the sky, and the air was full of moist water vapor.

Reid frowned and swiped the screensaver with his fingerprint, and there was another text message from Maeve, the content was still the usual condolences, nothing special.He thought for a while, tapped to confirm the deletion, then put the phone back into his pocket, gently pulled down the car window, the warm breeze blew by, and he could already feel the unique fishy and salty smell here, It seems that even the wind is mixed with a little sea water.

"Where's Ashley?" Jacques glanced at Reid finally using the touch-screen phone he bought for him, and nodded in satisfaction. He suddenly thought of Ashley who also went to the hospital, and asked, "Is she okay?"

"Of course, she's fine." Emily gave Jacques a strange look, and said, "Rossi took her to buy a dress, which Garcia described seemed very pretty."

"Really? That's good." Jacques calmed down, and his eyes returned to the front of the road.

Hearing the name, Reid frowned subconsciously. He set the vibrating phone in his hand to silent mode, and turned his head out of the car window sullenly.

He probably guessed that Jacques loved Ashley like a younger sister, but he was always very uncomfortable in his heart, especially when the resentful eyes of the kind and gentle girl that Jacques said seemed to stay on his back, he felt It's like the vicious queen took away her original happiness.

Reid rubbed his temples annoyed, he didn't know how to tell Jacques.His narrative ability is naturally not as good as that of a cute, cute and eloquent girl, and Reid doesn't want to describe himself as a sad and pitiful victim, not to mention that he was not hurt at all, and Jacques loves him for sure In fact, no matter how big the discomfort in his heart is, it's just a sentence that feels a little bad.

But Reid didn't know that many people in BAU had the same uncomfortable feeling, such as Garcia and Emily.But maybe because women know women better, the reason for Emily's discomfort is much clearer than Reid's—she doesn't like Ashley's affectation.

But if you have to say it is artificial, the degree is a bit serious.

So for Ashley, perhaps Garcia's description is the most appropriate: "God, why is she always like that? We're not going to eat her!"

Emily doesn't want to profile the little girl who just arrived, but such a straightforward way of treating emotional speculation as a rational presumption can't cross the boundary of moral value in her heart.

Emily is caught in the tangled Rashomon. She knows that the differences derived from her personal perspective will become an accomplice in people's gossip, especially knowing her miserable family background and painful childhood. The feeling turned into a sigh of sympathy afterwards.

So she stopped her "dirty thoughts" in a timely manner, and told Garcia not to talk too much behind her back.

But this didn't stop the resistance in Garcia's heart. According to her point of view, being poor was no excuse.So now she can finally share the same cup of cocoa with the new member Alex who joined the group at the same time, and she is unwilling to take the same elevator with Ashley.

But tonight's protagonist is Reid, and Emily just hopes that Ashley can be a quiet bystander.

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When he arrived at the destination, a waiter in a black suit and white gloves was already waiting at the door, he opened the door respectfully for Reid, doubt only stayed in his eyes for a second, and then the doctor saw him turn Looking over at Jacques who got off the car, he said in French with a Parisian accent: "Mr. Sauniere, good evening, your guests are already waiting in the special area on the roof. Mr. Rossi said..."

"I know he changed the location to the top floor, and he called me half an hour ago." Jacques smiled and took Reid's right hand, and said to the waiter as he went in.

The waiter breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly, even with a little lightness in his tone, he said: "Everything is ready, I hope you are satisfied."

Jacques just nodded slightly, he took Reid's hand, as if supporting a fragile treasure, stepped on the light gray mandala-patterned wool carpet, slowly walked through the dimly lit and long corridor, his eyes were calm But Gentle, stopped in front of the elevator door, and said, "Let's send it here, we can go up by ourselves."

The young waiter bent down, took a step back respectfully, and said, "Then I wish you and your guests a pleasant meal."

Reid's thoughts are still on the huge oriental painting on the wall of the corridor, which should be painted directly with paint, vermilion and blue overlap, long or short lines meander, perhaps because of the warm Mediterranean climate , the paint on the wall always shows a wet luster, and when it is far away, it has a hazy fog feeling.

He thought of the lingering rain with sad tears in Japanese writer Yasunari Kawabata's "Dancing Girl of Izu".

Emily did not expect this. Although she and her mother have participated in various banquets and numerous elegant clubs, none of them are as special as TRB. This building is not like a restaurant open to the public, but more like a road The cave where the lone dragon hides its treasure.

The hall on the first floor of the corridor is entirely in light gray and gray-blue tones, but there is a glitzy air everywhere.The towering pillars surrounding it are like the ruins of the Parthenon Temple on the Acropolis. One after another, the giant chandeliers disperse all the shadows. Standing at the innermost elevator entrance, you can even see the turbulent floating sky outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. black cloud.

She followed Jacques' footsteps into the elevator, watched the elevator door close quietly, and then exclaimed: "The owner of this restaurant is so bold that he built the restaurant on the cliff. If there is a hurricane, the whole building will be 100 meters away. % ruined."

"That won't happen." Jacques answered absently, feeling the elevator's steady ascent.

TRB is built on a high cliff, and its snow-white exterior wall is almost integrated with the knife-like cliff. It stands on the highest point of the high cliff, like a lighthouse, standing on the sparkling sea, facing the unknown The horizon of the sky shines a light of hope.

But in Jacques's view, it is more like a teddy bear that accompanies him to grow up. This building silently guards here, like the last loyal knight.

"By the way, I heard from Rossi that there is a swimming pool here?" Emily asked excitedly.

Jacques nodded and said, "But it's on the other side, and it's outside, and trust me, the pool isn't fun at all, Emily, and it's starting to rain outside."

"Well, I heard that the outside of this swimming pool is directly connected to the cliff, and the drop of a thousand meters can't be experienced anywhere." Emily said with some regret.

Jacques ignored her, and didn't even notice that Reid beside him let go of his hand at some point, looking nervously at the phone screen.

The young man glanced at his watch again, silently reconfirmed the time in his heart, and when he raised his head, the elevator doors slid open silently to both sides.

Everyone in BAU is here. They are wearing elegant formal clothes. Even Garcia, who always likes to exaggerate, honestly put on an elegant little black dress this time. JJ, who has not seen her for a long time, is also here. Henry, with a gentle smile all over his face.

Reid put the phone back in his pocket, walked towards her quickly, and hugged his godson in his arms. He took a deep breath, and the tip of his nose was full of JJ's familiar and friendly smell, until Jacques calmly pressed them gently. Gently separate.

"You're back, you're really back!" Reid was so excited that he didn't know what to say, he hugged the little boy from JJ's hand and confirmed it over and over again.

"Of course, Spencer." JJ patted him lightly on the shoulder, saw the shallow scar on the doctor's neck, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said with a smile, "Of course I have to do this at such an important moment." present."

"Important moment?" Reid asked a little confused.

"Of course, are you discharged from the hospital?" Garcia stopped JJ just in time, she quickly added.

Reid just looked at her suspiciously, and wanted to ask something more, but the phone in his pocket suddenly started to vibrate again, he had no choice but to walk aside apologetically.

"Jacques, I still say the same thing." Rossi approached the young man with a bad face, and said in a serious and heavy tone, "You are in a terrible state now. Maybe this matter will be delayed, which is better for everyone."

"No, David," the young man put his hands in his pockets, stroked the soft velvet on the box, and whispered, "You don't need to say any more, I know what I'm doing."

He didn't even wait for Rossi's answer as usual, but turned and walked slowly towards the doctor in the corner.

The dome located on the highest space of the cliff isolates the disturbing sound of the rain from the outside. The walls are delicately dotted with cubic structure lamps composed of brass lines. Each cube has a LED decorated with hand-picked dandelions. colorful lights.

Every time the young man takes a step forward, hundreds of dandelions light up one after another, emitting a light yellow gentle light.

Reid turned around, looked at Jacques who was shrouded in halo in front of him, and suddenly lost the ability to speak.

"Spencer, what's the matter?" Jacques said with a smile, "Come here, everyone is waiting for you."

Reid turned his head and saw Hotch and the others standing in the center of the hall, looking at himself with a smile on his face, his eyes returned to the face of the young man in front of him, the young man looked a little nervous, although he wanted to be more casual, but the eyes Full of hesitation and worry.

What is he worried about?What are you all waiting for?Why do ordinary party JJs have to work hard to come back from Afghanistan?Big moment, what big moment?

Reid looked up at the shy young man in disbelief, he staggered a step back, his pupils dilated slightly, and the voice in his heart shouted no, no, no, that's not the case.But the fact made him unable to escape, the phone was vibrating again, he had to make a choice.

"Jacques, I have something to tell you."

"Spencer, I have something to tell you."

"You speak first."

"You speak first."

Jacques smiled slightly, his tensed shoulders slowly relaxed, he sighed with a smile, and said, "Okay, it's all here, you should talk first."

"I have to go."

"What?" Jacques asked softly, the smile still on his face.

Reid felt that the scars were not healed yet, his throat was so dry and sore, and he could smell the stench of blood when he opened his mouth. He still said word by word: "I have to go, Jacques, Maeve, Maeve..."

Jacques' face turned cold, the corners of his eyes drooped, his eyes were full of sharp sarcasm, and he said, "What's wrong with her?"

Reid rubbed his fingers against the edge of the phone and whispered, "She's dangerous, I have to go..."

"Can it only be you? Spencer, must it be now? No, can't you wait any longer?"

The phone started to vibrate again, Reid turned his back to Jacques to turn on the screensaver, the desperate call for help in the text message pierced the doctor's soft heart like a sharp sword, he turned around, and looked at the unsuspecting companion behind him They glanced around and returned to the face of the young man who was waiting for his answer. He hesitated, but still said: "I'll go first, Jacques, trust me, three hours, I promise, three hours, I will be right back."

But he didn't wait for Jacques' answer, the doctor put away his phone, turned around and went downstairs from the fire exit, as if he had never appeared before.

The white chandelier on the dome was turned on on time. Blossoming flowers were slowly descending from the nine-meter-high ceiling, and layers of soft silk petals rolled out. When it blooms, the surging vitality blooms perfectly in front of everyone.

The dim hall was brightly lit with the blooming of these flowers, Henry felt that his eyes were not enough, he leaned on his father's solid arms and let out childish admiration and cheers, Garcia almost jumped up in surprise, even the depressed Rossi was overwhelmed by these flowers The corners of his mouth curled up in relief.

Jacques turned around slowly, he stood silently in the darkest corner of the hall, looking at the people in the light, he suddenly felt very boring.