tell me what to do, Dr. Reid

Angelo didn't seem to expect Reid to say that.

He froze in surprise, then suddenly laughed, "Don't be so serious, I was just joking just now."

Then he leaned close to Fiona's ear and whispered, "This guy is really weird."

Fiona finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"We should go." She stood up abruptly, patted Reid on the shoulder, and said softly, "Come on, Spencer—want to change places?"

Reid glanced at Angelo, "Okay."

Angelo looked at them in surprise.

"What's wrong with you, Fiona?" Fiona heard him call from behind, "What's wrong with you?"

But Fiona ignored him.

They hurried out of the bar.

At this time, the city has almost completely fallen into night, and the neon lights on the roadside have already been lit up.

Fiona slowed down, letting Reid catch up from behind.

Fiona glanced at his profile, "Are you hungry? I'm starving! How about going to eat something?"

"Okay." Reid seemed in a good mood, "but what about man?"

Fiona smiled and said, "He is an adult now. He knows how to feed himself, don't worry that he will be hungry."

"Okay," Reid said.

Then, they found a small restaurant.

Fiona ordered pasta with meatballs and a salad, and Reid ordered a vegetable platter without kale.

Fiona stared at Reid as she forked a tomato.He stuck out his tongue and licked the salad dressing on the tomato.

This little action made Fiona couldn't help thinking about it.

"This tastes really good." She cleared her throat and said, "Would you like some?"

Reid blinked, "OK."

Fiona forks some noodles and puts them on Reid's plate.Out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of their reflections in the windows—looking as close as any normal couple could be.

She couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth in satisfaction.

"So you're not going to the class reunion?" Fiona asked.

"I haven't thought about it." Reid looked up at her, "What about you?"

"I really want to go." Fiona said, "I just want to go back to high school, maybe I can get back some memories."

In fact, she just wanted to ask others about Reid, and she wanted to know more about him.But she would not tell him the truth.

"Sounds good." Reid nodded, "I'm sure it will help."

"What about you?" Fiona asked, "Haven't you thought about going back to high school?"

"I only studied there for one year." Reid replied cautiously.

The implication is - he has no feelings for high school at all.

"Okay." Fiona shrugged, "If they find out about your current job, those people will definitely be surprised."

Reid smiled, "Indeed."

Then they turned the topic to their boss.

"I've always thought it was weird." Fiona said as she cut the meatball, "Why is Hotch always so serious? Is he always like that?"

"He does always," Reid replied, "I've never seen Fox smile, though."

"Oh, he's like that." Fiona sighed, "Unless the sun comes out from the west, the muscles in his face will never relax. To be honest, I have always suspected that he has facial stiffness or something."

Reid opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.Maybe he wants to explain to Fiona what facial stiffness is.

"...when are you going back to Quantico?" Fiona asked.

"Tomorrow." Reid said, taking a sip of ice water.

"My house is very close to here." Fiona suddenly couldn't help asking, "Will you come to my house for a cup of coffee?"

She looked at Reid expectantly.

If he said yes... her heart was pounding.

Reid gave her a quick, surprised look.

"Oh, no." He replied immediately, "...this is not appropriate."

Fiona looked at him, her heart beating a little less.

"Uh, it's really not appropriate." She nodded.

Reid looked a little disturbed.He licked his lips and muttered under his breath, "Sorry."

But he didn't have to apologize at all.

"It's okay, I'm just talking casually." Fiona quickly explained.

After the meal, Fiona offered to send Reid back.

After getting into the car, Fiona turned on the car's stereo.

The music floating from the stereo turned out to be Mozart's piano music.She likes to listen to this whenever she's in a moody mood.

"Oh, sorry." Fiona mumbled, rummaging through the disc with one hand, "...what do you want to hear? How about James Blunt?"

"Oh, this one is good." Reid said immediately, "I love Mozart."

After finishing speaking, he really held his chin, narrowed his eyes slightly and began to appreciate it.

Fiona shot him a surprised look.

— Do you like Mozart?This is very rare for young people.

But speaking of it... How old is Reid this year?

Fiona found herself never really thinking about it.

She is 25 years old this year, but she feels that Reid will never exceed her age.He looked like he was in his early 20s, maybe 24 at the most.

He finished high school in just one year.In that case, it is very likely that he is a few years younger than her age.

"So I was eating young grass." Fiona murmured softly.

Reid looked at her in confusion, "What did you say?"

"Nothing. But why do you like Mozart?" Fiona changed the subject, "Because he's a genius? Just like you?"

"Maybe." Reid tilted his head to look at Fiona and smiled, not denying that he was a genius.The gesture made him look cute as hell. Fiona turned to look at him, and almost accidentally stepped on the wrong gas pedal.

Reid suddenly said: "Did you know that Mozart's music can stimulate people's mathematical thinking?"

"do not know."

Reid let go of the hand on his chin and sat up straight.

"There was an experiment in a primary school in England," he said quickly, as if excitedly poked, "they played a Mozart symphony in a math class in a sixth grade class, and found that The math performance of the class playing music was 10% higher than that of other classes. They believe this is the result of the complex note changes in Mozarta music stimulating the human brain."

"It sounds amazing." Fiona laughed. "If I had used this method in high school, maybe my math scores wouldn't be so bad."

"Bad?" Reid recalled with a frown, "I remember your math scores have always been excellent."

Fiona blinked.

Shit!She forgot again that she was not a real fionamars.But she didn't expect Reid to remember Fiona's math grades.

"Well, but it's definitely not as good as you, right?" Fiona flattered.

"That's true." Reid replied bluntly.

Fiona chuckled nonchalantly.

This made Reid a little embarrassed, and raised his hand to stroke his hair.

At this time, one piano piece just ended, and another one started to play.

"Actually, I think Mozart himself was a mathematical genius." Reid added, "You can see this in his music." Then he began to talk about the relationship between Mozart and mathematics.

Fiona was driving and listening to him, unable to fully concentrate.She quickly lost track of what Reid was saying, but she didn't interrupt him.Sometimes just listening to him talk is a treat.Even if the conversation was extremely dry, she would not find it boring, and it was simply because she liked the way he spoke.

So Fiona played a trick - she deliberately took a long way around.Fortunately, Reid was so busy talking, he didn't notice that they spent too much time on the road.

After about a quarter of an hour, the hotel finally arrived.

"Goodbye, Fiona." Reid smiled brightly.

"Sorry to interrupt tonight's plan." Fiona opened the car window and said to Reid.

"It's okay," Reid said.He paused, and added: "Actually, I had a good time tonight."

Watching Reid turn and leave, Fiona suddenly realized that she might not see him for a long time.

She couldn't help but open the car door and jumped out.

Reid turned to look at her in surprise when he heard the sound.

Fiona walked up to him quickly, gasped and said, "Wait."

She looked up at Reid's confused face.

The street lamp shrouded his side face with a layer of soft light, Fiona stared at him intently, suddenly forgot what she wanted to say.

"Fiona?" Reid called her name softly.

Fiona reached out and grabbed his tie suddenly, forcing him to bow his head.She stood on tiptoe and touched his lips.