tell me what to do, Dr. Reid

She felt Reid hold his breath momentarily.

His lips pursed in resistance.

He raised his hand suddenly, grabbed Fiona's wrist, pulled her hand away from his tie, and took a half step back panting.

Fiona dropped her hand and looked at Reid.

Reid's warmth and touch still seemed to linger on her lips.

And Reid panted slightly and looked at her with a panicked expression.

...Did she scare him just now? Fiona thought uneasily.

Reid opened his mouth, "I..." He was suddenly choked, his Adam's apple rolled, and then he continued hoarsely: "...I'm sorry. I can't. Actually, I don't..."

He stopped, his eyelids drooping, his lips slightly pursed, like a child who has done something wrong.

fiona looked at him.

What is he trying to say?Did he not like her, or was he indifferent to the kiss just now?Or maybe both?

"It's okay." She finally found her voice and said hoarsely.

"Anyway, I'm sorry." He apologized again in a low voice, as if it was Fiona who had just been kissed.He took half a step back, turned around abruptly, and walked away quickly.

Fiona stayed where she was.

—what just happened?She was rejected?

"Wait!" Fiona couldn't help shouting.

But reid had already entered the revolving door of the hotel, and he didn't stop.

Fiona immediately understood that she was broken in love.

But who is to blame?

—she messed things up herself.

Damn it, why is she as impatient as those men who can't control their waistbands?She was obviously not like this before.

She suddenly realized that she and Angelo were completely the same.They are all self-righteous assholes who don't care about other people's feelings.

She had to admit that she was indeed a little overconfident.She thought Reid felt the same way about her, she thought there was some kind of mutual attraction between them...but she was proven wrong.

She looked up at the hotel window for a moment.But she didn't know which room Reid lived in.

Maybe she should call him and apologize.

But what can she say?

Do you want to say: "Hey Reid, please forget that kiss just now, I'm so sorry!"

She suspects that doing so will only make matters worse.

In the end, she sighed faintly like a resentful woman, turned around and returned to the car.

About half a month passed after that incident.

During this time, Fiona was as busy as a worker ant, and she could only go home very late every day.This is because Richmond is constantly experiencing various deaths. It is said that the number of murders in a year is in the triple digits.

One Friday afternoon, after working on a murder report, she was finally able to make an exception and go home early.

After returning home, she kicked off her leather boots without taking off her clothes, fell headfirst on the sofa and played with her mobile phone.At this moment, her phone vibrated suddenly, and an unread message appeared on the screen.

She immediately bounced off the couch.

- That message appears to be from Spencerreid.

Her heartbeat became unusually heavy.

She pressed the OK button and held her breath.

"I'm sorry about what happened last time," Reid wrote. "Call me back as soon as possible if you're free, okay?"

A cute emoji ";)" was added at the end of the message.

damn it.

Fiona felt her nearly extinguished hope rekindled.

She put down her phone, took a deep breath, then walked to the landline and dialed the number she had already memorized.

The phone rang once and was answered.

"Hi." Reid's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Oh, hi!" Fiona fiddled with the phone cord subconsciously, "How are you, Spencer?"

"Not bad." Reid replied.

But his voice was hoarse and sounded a little weak.

"Are you sick?" Fiona asked.

"Oh, no." Reid said immediately, "I just slept less recently."

sleep less?He must be working on a case again. Fiona guessed.

At this time, Fiona heard someone calling Reid's name on the other end of the phone.

"Here it is." Reid's voice came from the phone dully, and then he said into the microphone again, "Sorry, I have to go now. I need you to do me a favor."

"Go ahead," Fiona said.

"Remember that shopping receipt we picked up at the bar last time?" Reid said quickly, "If you didn't throw it away, I want to get fingerprints on it."

"Do you think that ticket might help your case?" Fiona asked in surprise.

"Maybe." Reid said, "We're hitting a bottleneck right now, so we don't want to let go of any possible clues."

After he finished speaking, he fell silent.

Fiona knew that he couldn't disclose too many details of the case, so she didn't pursue it.

"I'm going to help you out now," Fiona said, "I'll get back to you as soon as possible."

"Thank you," Reid said.He suddenly fell silent again, and the sound of breathing came clearly from the phone.

At this time, someone on the other end of the phone was urging him again.

"Sorry, I have to go," he whispered, "Goodbye, Fiona."

After putting down the phone, Fiona breathed a sigh of relief.

—reid didn't sound mad at her.

She found the shopping receipt folded into four squares from the drawer, and drove back to the police station.

Although it has been a long time, they still extracted a potentially useful fingerprint from it.She sent the fingerprint data to reid.

Soon, Reid called back.

"Did it work?" Fiona asked.

"It looks like it has nothing to do with our case." Reid said helplessly.

But this is also normal.A shopping receipt picked up casually in a bar is related to a crime?The odds of this are almost slim.

"Sorry for not being helpful," Fiona said.

"It's okay." Reid replied immediately, "Thank you."

He hesitated for a moment before saying, "About that incident last time...I'm sorry."

"Oh!" Fiona guessed that he might apologize for that, and she said lightly, "No, it wasn't your fault. And you've apologized enough."

Reid's short chuckle came.

"Forget about that," Fiona said, "Just pretend it never happened, okay?"

Reid paused for a moment, "...Okay. I agree."

"Goodbye, Spencer." Fiona said softly.

"Goodbye."

Over the weekend, Fiona flew to Las Vegas.

Las Vegas, the fantastic "Sin City".Some say it's a paradise for grown-ups; some hate the place, but they still can't resist its allure.

At this time, Fiona set foot on this land for the first time in her memory.She started with a quick lunch at the Subway restaurant at the airport, since she has always hated eating on planes.

After leaving the airport, she called a taxi casually.

She and Alexa made an appointment to meet in front of a hotel.It is said that they rented a hotel lobby specially for this class reunion.

As soon as she got off the taxi, she saw a fashionable young woman walking towards her quickly.She was wearing a pink coat and skinny jeans, and her brown wavy hair fell loosely over her shoulders.Her eyelashes are so incredibly thick that a closer look reveals that she's actually wearing false eyelashes.

"Thank goodness you're here!" exclaimed the woman, somewhat exaggeratedly.

Fiona stared at her hesitantly, "Alexa?"

"Of course it's me." Alexa forced a smile and said.

Fiona immediately saw that she was dark and tired, and the dark circles under her eyes were so obvious that even concealer couldn't completely cover them up.

"Is everything okay?" Fiona asked with a frown.

"Not good." Alexa suddenly covered his face and sobbed, "Oh, God! Fi! Not good at all!"

Fiona looked at her in surprise.

Uh, what should she do?

Fiona patted her on the shoulder to comfort her.

After a while, Alexa took out a tissue and wiped away the tears on his face, "I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have done that just now."

"what happened?"

"Remember Alier?" Alexa said, "That cousin of mine?"

"Well, I remember." Fiona lied.

"She's missing!" Alexa cried, "Can you believe it? She's been missing for three days!"