Mr. Siren [Comprehensive British and American]

Reid's mother, Diane, is a very gentle and intellectual woman. Due to her illness, she looked a little thin, and her brows and eyes were a little depressed. When Triton and Reid arrived, she was sitting in the lobby of the nursing home, reading a novel quietly. , didn't seem to notice their arrival.

Reid paused, suddenly not knowing how to speak.

How should I put it, "hey mommy, I found a boyfriend and plan to spend my whole life with him in the future?" This doesn't sound very good.

He suddenly remembered that he didn't even tell her about his boyfriend.

Triton looked at Reid's expression and took his hand lightly.

"If you need time..." he whispered, "I can come back another day."

You see, the sea monster is best at retreating.

"No need." Reid pursed his lips to cheer himself up in his heart, and walked over, grabbing Triton's wrist.

When Diane heard the movement behind her, she turned around as if she had just noticed them, and smiled, "Spencer."

"Hey..." Reid paused when he stepped forward. He couldn't help regretting that he didn't learn from a few experienced colleagues in the group in advance, and ask for advice on what to say when showing a lover to his mother for the first time. What - among other things, Rossi, who has been married several times, must have a lot of experience.

Although he didn't know why he opened his mouth and remained silent for a while, Triton, a fish with long sleeves, good at dancing, and exquisite in some aspects, would definitely not let the atmosphere cool down. After introducing himself and greeting each other, they chatted about the book Diane was reading, and at the same time Reid, who was still struggling with how to speak, sat down on the sofa.

Triton's intimacy gesture was done without any trace, but the ambiguous gesture of the two of them with a hook around the waist was obvious, not to mention Diane, I guess even the urchins on the street could see that the two of them were not good brothers relation.

Seeing this gesture, Diane felt somewhat relieved, chatted with Triton politely and at the same time sized him up from head to toe.

The young man sitting opposite is really beautiful, so beautiful that it makes people feel uncomfortable. The suit is decent and docile. It is obvious that he is used to wearing this kind of formal clothing. He has maintained it since he sat down. The standard sitting posture with a straight back and legs, and a smile that is just right but not obsequious but not obsequious. It is obvious that he has been well-trained when he speaks from point to point and intonation. Of course, most importantly, when he When looking at Reid, that look is extremely lingering and tender.

that's enough.

Her gaze was very gentle, without any aggressive meaning. It was just the eyes of an elder looking at a junior, but it made Triton unconsciously straighten his back and take the best posture to face this crucial assessment for him.

Maybe it's not an assessment yet, but he seems to have passed.

Afterwards, Diane routinely asked about Triton's situation. They were all very basic questions, such as work and life, and Triton responded appropriately. When it was unsuccessful, so when Triton got up and said that he was going to go out and make a phone call, Diane looked at him with complete satisfaction.

"Very nice young man." She said with a smile, pretending not to see her lovely son's suddenly red ears, "How did you know him?"

With the thoughtfulness and decency shown by that young man, how could it be possible for him to go out and make a phone call at such a time? This is clearly a time for the mother and child to communicate and say something that is not suitable for him to hear when he is present.

She asked lightly without the slightest hint of blame, but Reid froze for a moment. After all, whether it was the unnamed package that was suspected to be entangled by a psychopath before, or the successive dangers that occurred several times in a row, he kept everything secret in order to reassure Diane. After that, although her mental state has stabilized now, it is better to be careful.

Which meant he had to rack his brains to come up with a way to make Triton sound less psychotic.

"We are...uh..." Reid stammered, his cheeks blushing because of shyness or embarrassment, "We met on the case."

"The case?" Diane laughed. "Did he provide you with important clues? Or did you save him? Sounds really romantic."

No, I locked him in the interrogation room as a suspect for two and a half hours. Reid sighed in his heart, and recalled the process from when he and Triton met their parents together. It can be said that the ups and downs were so magnificent that there was no romantic atmosphere. Maybe a third-rate thriller could be made in Hollywood. Told not to talk to strangers or something.

The few unsigned packages are still in his house, and the love letter with gorgeous font looks like a horror movie - he remembers that he handled a similar case about five years ago, from stalking to secretly filming and then to delivering The love letter, the poor girl was stabbed to death on the third day after the love letter was delivered, and the murderer did not forget to sprinkle romantic rose petals around the body.

Diane has long been used to her son's divergent thinking. Seeing that Reid started to lose his mind, she just smiled. She leisurely opened the closed book and continued reading to the page she just read, and hummed softly in a good mood. A song that was popular when I was young.

After about 5 minutes, Triton came back from the outside, "Sorry for the long wait." He sat down next to Reid as he spoke, and casually brought up a topic to talk about.

It wasn't abrupt or awkward, and it aroused Reid and Diane's interest to chat for a few more words, which was much warmer than usual when Reid came by himself.

No way, neither Reid nor Diane are very talkative people. Compared with face-to-face communication, they may be closer in correspondence. Sometimes when Reid comes over, he just simply greets and has nothing to say. The two are relatively indifferent. Yan Gan stared and fell silent for a while.

It's not that they don't love each other, it's just that sometimes some people are too clumsy in expressing love. Even after reading countless love poems and reciting countless love words, they can only open their mouths and say "take care of your body" dryly.

After Triton started the conversation, he quietly retreated to the second line, holding a cup of tea and smiling, watching his human and his human mother sit together and discuss literature intimately, oh, of course he was jealous in his heart. They are not creatures that can produce emotions such as maternal love, so they can't generate any resonance. Their only barren emotions are all dedicated to their own human beings. Children can be said to be thorns in the flesh and thorns in the flesh. .

Not to mention anything else, Triton himself was thrown away by his siren mother in a distant sea area when his egg was still warm. The only pity was to find a safe place for him. the sea area.

Should he say that fortunately Reid is not a woman, otherwise he would have a headache what to do if they have children in the future? Although male sea monsters and human females will only give birth to ordinary humans, their instincts will still drive them. That child was thrown far away, where his partner would never see him.

so jealous...

Some cruel thoughts surged up in Triton's heart uncontrollably, and he suppressed them immediately.

That's his human mother, so bear with it.

endure……

There was no flaw in the gentle smile on his face, no one could see how manic the Siren was inside, he sat and listened to the discussion between Reid and Diane that lasted for an hour and 26 minutes and 43 seconds, and he just controlled himself not to move his hands Crushing his teacup into pieces, he stood up and bid farewell to Diane with his humans, telling her with a smile that he was glad to know her.

"Happy?" Triton started the car and squinted at Reid who was sitting in the passenger seat. Reid was busy pinning the brooch Diane gave him on his clothes, like a kindergarten teacher who took a teacher's little red flower and couldn't wait to stick it on his forehead. Like a kid showing off everywhere on the Internet.

"Yeah!" Reid nodded vigorously. He hasn't had a good chat with his mother for a long time. First, he is busy with work, second, he feels guilty, and third, he is not good at speaking. Today makes him feel like he has returned to the time when his mother was in good spirits when he was young. He would take him to read poems or copy some lyrics, which constituted most of his warm childhood memories.

"Really?" Triton stared fixedly at his rare cheerful look, and his depression melted away like snow in early spring, with a smile on his face, "Just be happy."

There is nothing better than being happy with you.

With that in mind, he leaned over and kissed the corner of Reid's lips lightly.

"as long as you are happy."

After watching Diane Las Vegas, it’s really no fun. Almost all the casinos in the casino have blacklisted Dr. Reid because he can count cards. Unexpectedly, Triton was also rejected by the casino. As soon as the car stopped near the casino without showing his face, he called the casino owner, implicitly and explicitly hinting at how much money he wanted and telling him directly, that it was okay to stay away from his money basket.

"I used to do business here for a while." Triton explained to Reid's eyes without blushing. In fact, he really likes places like casinos. Every time he is hungry, he goes in for a walk. Greedy, violent, lustful, sweet, spicy, and sour, it's like a super-sized negative emotion concentrator, so that the sea monster can eat until the belly is full.

By the way, take away a large amount of funds that made the boss feel so painful that he wanted to cry.

But he doesn't have any casino business in Las Vegas. He has already eaten too much cake elsewhere, so he must leave some for others to fill their stomachs.

"Oh." Reid nodded, instead of asking further, he asked, "Where do you want to go next?"

"You decide," Triton said. "It's been 50 years since I was here last time. Can you surprise me, DearKid?"

It was about 50 years ago, or five years ago, when the fish was old and couldn't remember things clearly.

So the question is interesting. Where else can the two casino blacklisted people go next in the casino city of Las Vegas? It's a surprise, a stripper club?circus?Or the hotel's honeymoon suite?

Wait, honeymoon suite!

Reid felt that something flashed through his mind, but this idea was really a bit risky, at least for Spencer Reid, a good baby who followed the rules except skipping grades, it was unprecedented stimulation, but he decided to go crazy once.

"You wait for me here for a while." He opened the car door and ran out, feeling as if he had a rabbit in his arms.

Plop plop.

Plop plop.

Jump fast once and for all.