Mr. Siren [Comprehensive British and American]

A new coffee shop was opened near Quantico Capital Plaza. The solid wood decoration is full of classical charm. There is always piano music or violin music playing in the shop.

Whether it is sunny or rainy, there are always people who are willing to open the store door, sit by the window and enjoy a cup of coffee leisurely, maybe sometimes with a small cake. The beautiful proprietress behind the bar is best at marble cheesecake. A small piece of aroma is always so irresistible.

At 25:[-] in the afternoon, someone pushed open the door of the store.

The proprietress raised her eyes when she heard the sound, and giggled, "Long time no see, you still look the same attractive." She fiddled with her blond hair, her eyes were full of charm, and the years inevitably passed on her body Branding and engraving traces, but that will only make her more mature and full of charm.

The slender fingers with bean paste-colored nail polish crossed the bar and lightly tapped on the bright red rose being held in the arms.

A drop of dew on the petals fell on her fingertips, "It's so beautiful..."

Her eyes are charming, I don't know if she is talking about people or flowers.

Triton, who was holding the bouquet, glanced at her lightly, dealt with it perfunctorily, ordered a cup of coffee and found a corner seat to sit down.

Her son was a few years older than his human counterpart, and he wouldn't accept her teasing unless he was crazy.

The proprietress seems to have gotten used to Triton's indifference, or the Siren's nature is so indifferent, he doesn't like to laugh or talk, and prefers to swim alone in the deep sea rather than lively.

It's just that he cares more about that human's eyes than his nature.

She smiled and drew beautiful patterns on the coffee, waves like water ripples, lowered her head and put a red cherry on the prepared cheesecake, topped with slightly sour syrup.

"Your coffee." He put the coffee and cake on Triton's table with a tray, and looked sideways at the sea monster, who was still the same as when we first met back then, with indifferent brows and eyes, and even a smile with sarcasm, as if in the world Nothing could stir his emotions, with the cold arrogance inherited from Triton's line of sea monsters.

But there are.

The wind chime hanging on the gate rang softly, and when I looked up, I saw a young man in a black shirt push open the gate, his soft brown hair was neatly combed, and a pair of eyes that were a little lighter than his hair color were clean and clear, as if piercing through the world.

Sirens don't like people coveting their belongings, and they can't even take a second look. She has a deep understanding of this, so she lowered her eyes and stopped looking, and walked past the young man into the back kitchen with light steps. .

Dr. Spencer. Reid.She drooped her eyes silently savoring the name, a look of regret flashed in her eyes.

What a lovely human being, what a shame.

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There are not many customers in the coffee shop, and a few people sitting loosely can't hear the voices of nearby guests clearly.

The most suitable atmosphere for talking about something.

Dr. Reid sat in front of Mr. Triton, stared at the bouquet of roses in his hand, and sighed inwardly.

A delicate red rose with dewdrops, wrapped in warm yellow crepe paper, plus an orange ribbon tied into a bow, the end is slightly rolled up, drawing out the same neat and elegant arc as the end of the cursive.

He saw the letterhead placed diagonally in the bouquet, and the writing on it was half-closed.

Triton didn't think about hiding it from the beginning, didn't he, so it was only expected that he was found.

"About this..." Reid took a deep breath and was interrupted by Triton just as he opened his mouth.

"Will you listen to me first, Dr. Reid?" His tone was soft but undeniable, and he put his hand across the table on the back of Reid's.

A little cold... Reid flinched subconsciously, but was held tightly by Triton.

"Okay." The eyes of the man opposite were too focused and hot, even though he knew it shouldn't be, he still slightly moved his eyes away and dared not meet him.

"Thank you." Triton's tone was gentle, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if recalling something beautiful.

"The first time I saw you..." he said softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing something, "I have been fascinated since then, although you may not remember. We all fall in love with someone Isn’t it? I have imagined the appearance of that person for countless years, searched for countless years, I can’t remember how many roads I have walked, and I can’t remember how many times I have seen the sunrise alone.”

"But when I see you, everything makes sense to me."

If we met earlier, the immature and simple sea monsters at that time would definitely not be able to understand the complex and sensitive inner world of young humans. Try to figure out the thoughts of human beings who have seen all the darkness in the world.

Only now is just right, it is the best time for Sea-Monster. He has matured, traveled countless mountains and rivers, seen countless ups and downs, and can use the breadth of time to chase the breadth of IQ, but he is not yet that mature, so he still has longings , and fantasies, willing to use camouflage, false appearances, and planning to trap his human beings into his own territory, and it will be difficult to break free.

And his human being is also in the best condition, shed some of the sensitive and introverted inferiority complex in school, and has not been crushed by the darkness of the world, wise, young, and kind, just like the love language Triton once wrote, only Gold and precious stones matched his character.

Firm and bright.

"I..." Reid opened his mouth. He is not the kind of person who is very good at rejecting others, especially rejecting other people's love. Like the strong muscle mass and handsome face.

He has never been pursued, nor has he ever been tempted by others, but this does not prevent him from seeing his own mind clearly, and he has no extra thoughts on Triton.

"Can you listen to me?" Triton sighed lowly, like a poor man who has seen the failure of being rejected but still wants to make a last-ditch effort, his brows and eyes are downcast, full of pleading, "just a few words. "

Reid saw some red in his downcast eyes, and he knew exactly what that expression meant.

"...sorry." Reid whispered, "I'm really sorry..."

"It's just—" Triton saw Reid's eyes, which were firm and calm, even though Reid's expression was flustered and bewildered at this moment, just one look was enough to tell him everything.

He didn't say any more, just lowered his head and sighed softly, his slightly hunched figure seemed somewhat sad.

"I'm sorry...I..." Reid had never seen him like this before, and couldn't help but want to say something to comfort him, but was interrupted by Triton just as he opened his mouth.

"Let me...stay for a while?" Triton said with difficulty, his guttural voice was a little choked, "And those things... you can keep them, sell them or throw them away, it's up to you."

Reid touched his bag, where there were sent watches, bracelets, and incense bottles, each of which was in its original box. He originally wanted to return them to their original owners, but now it seems that they can only Brought them back again.

"Sorry..." It's always a shame to hurt someone no matter what, Reid stood up and walked quickly past Triton.

The shop door opened and closed again, the wind chimes jingled and gradually subsided.

There are still many customers in the store, the aroma of coffee is overflowing, the piano music is fluttering, everything seems to be the same as usual, few customers notice that someone is sitting alone in the corner for a long time, what they notice is when they see the opposite table When the cold coffee and the delicate roses are on the table, she will leave wisely and with a little pity.

At this time, there were almost no guests. Triton straightened his clothes and stood up slowly. His speed was not fast, as if he was still nostalgic for something.

A wooden cuckoo clock hung on the wall chimed lively.

Four p.m.

"If you come at three o'clock in the afternoon, I have been looking forward to it since the early morning." The soundtrack of "The Little Prince" was recited on the radio, but the person sitting on the sofa lost his usual fast reading speed, and his eyes were on a certain page stay for a long time.

Dr. Reid said that he is not well now.

His mind was blank, every word passed over his retina, but it was just passing by without leaving any impression on him, he uncontrollably replayed the scene in the coffee shop over and over again, the man Every expression and every look in his eyes showed the fact that his feet were deep in mud. He could even think of the hand that was clenched on the corner of the table. The white fingertips probably showed all his courage. This realization made him feel guilty.

Rationality tells him that it is best to deal with it that way, but the guy with sensibility always likes to play against reason, which makes people in a dilemma.

Wrapping the blanket tightly and sighing silently, putting aside the book that he couldn't read at all, Reid collapsed on the sofa and covered his face with a pillow.

Go to sleep, and it will be solved once you wake up.

Oddly enough, Dr. Reid also started to use evasion to solve the problem.

But we all know that life, the little goblin, is not always so satisfactory in most cases. Just as he was drowsy and drowsy, he heard successive sounds outside the window.

gunshots.Reid judged the nature of the sound almost immediately, got up and rushed to the window and opened the curtains, the bright sunlight hurt his eyes, and the billowing smoke slowly rising not far away.

That's the direction of the cafe.

He heard his phone ring with a new email.

——If you do it again, can you give me a chance to pursue you, Dr. Reid?

Heartbeat, missed a beat involuntarily, Reid couldn't even remember to change his shoes, so he rushed out the door while pulling on the slippers in the room.

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Triton's current situation is indeed not very good, but it is not as bad as Reid imagined. He even has a few words to complain about the proprietress who shot him innocently, and avoids the sneering gun fired from behind the scenes.

"Your popularity is really not very good." He broke a steel pipe and used it as a weapon, and he rolled his eyes at the charmingly smiling proprietress beside him.

"If I'm popular, it won't be your turn." The proprietress gave him a wink, and when the proprietress raised her hand, several broken tables fell on the assailant.

"So I have to thank you?" He raised his eyebrows lazily, and bright blue traces gradually appeared behind the siren's ears.

"That's all for cleaning up." The proprietress smiled coquettishly, "We have to hurry up, I heard the sound of a police car."

"Don't worry." Triton narrowed his eyes casually, and the bright blue ear fins were faintly visible in the black hair, "It won't delay your legitimate defense."

"I'm afraid that the delay will cause you to 'die from serious injuries'." The proprietress sneered.

"I can't die anyway." The corners of Triton's mouth curled up in a crazy arc, and when the steel pipe was swung down, he fell to the ground like rotten meat, clean and bloodless.

Although everything was within the plan, being rejected by his humans was more heart-wrenching than expected.

Since he was unhappy, he had no choice but to let others accompany him to be unhappy.