The Sleeping Prince's Romance

Reid's expression was so serious that no one would suspect that he was lying or showing off.

He is telling a fact!

Seeing Reid staring at him with bright eyes, waiting for his praise, Cirou really felt that the age of the two seemed to be reversed.

Has anyone ever seen a 12-year-old beg a five-year-old for compliments?

However, if that 12-year-old boy was Spencer Reid, it made Cirou feel very natural, without any abrupt feeling.

"Ah, I look forward to that day."

Therefore, Cilang also looked into Reid's eyes very seriously, expressing his expectation that he will master a foreign language in half a month and communicate proficiently.

"Hehehe..."

Reid smiled shyly, with a smug expression on his face. He was not proud of his genius brain that allowed him to master Japanese proficiently in half a month, but proud of being able to communicate with Jiro in his native language!

Great, is this friendship?Is this what it's like to have friends?

This feeling of warmth in the heart and wanting to do anything to make the other person happy makes people feel very fulfilled!

Cilang could see that Reid seemed to want to continue chatting with him like this, but Cilang knew that now was not the time to chat, as he had just shot someone with a gun, and it was impossible for him to escape under the watchful eyes of everyone.

After all, his own characteristics are too obvious——

The age of five or six, the appearance of a Japanese... After a little investigation of the outsiders who appeared in that high school today, I will surface myself.

Therefore, now I have to act first, otherwise my mother will be sad to death if I am caught in prison!

"Spencer, I have to go first, otherwise I will be anxious if my uncle can't find me."

Cilang didn't tell Reid his plan, and Reid didn't have any doubts about Cilang's excuse. Indeed, normal parents wouldn't feel at ease when a five-year-old child was wandering outside.

Yes, through the communication just now, Reid already knew the fact that Cilang was only five years old.

The 12-year-old self was rescued by a five-year-old child. On the one hand, Reid felt very ashamed, and on the other hand, his admiration for Cilang became endless.

What were you doing when you were five years old?Just finished reading Wuthering Heights and the Three Musketeers (which was pretty good actually)!

"Oh."

Reid responded with a low mood. He actually didn't want to be separated from the child in front of him at all. This five-year-old child named Cilang, no matter how long he talked about some remote knowledge and data, he would never interrupt himself or reveal An impatient look.

Sometimes, he can even discuss a few words with himself on a certain topic.

Since he was sensible, Reid never felt that communicating with people would be such a comfortable and pleasant experience.

Who says you're not good at communicating with people?It's just that the target is wrong!

So, when he heard that Cilang was going to leave, Reid felt very sad, and besides the reluctance, Reid didn't think too much about the fact that Cilang just shot someone with a gun, and there must be trouble.

Reid's IQ is very high, but in other respects, it is indeed much worse.

"Or I'll take you back, and I'll be back when I send it to your uncle!"

Suddenly Reid's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of a good way.

——In this way, I can spend a little longer with Jirou!

Pure Reid thought so.

"My uncle is speaking to the students at your school, are you sure you want to go back to school now?"

"Uh……"

Reid's face turned pale, and he lowered his head in silence under Cilang's clear gaze. Less than an hour had passed, and now Reid didn't want to go back to the place where he had painful and humiliating memories.

"I can!

Maybe it was because he didn't want to be looked down upon by Cilang, or maybe he really didn't want to say goodbye to Cilang just like that, Reid just lowered his head, then raised it up immediately, looking at Cilang firmly, wanting to express his decision.

"It's really unnecessary, I believe I have the ability to protect myself."

Cirou patted M9 who was thrust into the waist again, the determination on his face made it impossible for Reid to continue.

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"be careful."

Reid finally exhorted.

Originally, Cirou was ready to turn around and leave, but the look on Reid's face, as if a small animal had been abandoned, looked too pitiful, making Cirou, who had a cold face but not a cold heart, unable to remain indifferent.

"Hey……"

Sighing secretly, Ci Lang's body, which had already turned halfway, turned back again.

"Have you changed your mind and decided to let me take you back?"

Reid's eyes lit up, and the joy on his face made Cirou unable to bear to break his expectation.

However, since Cirou didn't want to go back to school to find David at all, it was impossible for Reid to go with him.

"Give me your phone number."

Jiro said to Reid expressionlessly.

"what?"

Reid was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes quickly dimmed:

"I...I don't have a mobile phone, and I don't have a landline at home."

For the current situation of poverty, Reid has never cared about it before, but at this moment, when Cirou asked for his contact information but he couldn't give it, Reid felt ashamed for being poor for the first time.

But this can't be blamed on Reid at all. His father abandoned him and his mother when he was ten years old. His mother suffers from mental illness. How can he make his family rich when he is 12 years old?

Even if he is the genius of geniuses.

Seeing the disappointed and ashamed expression on Reid's face, Cirou realized that he had asked the wrong question, and touched his nose guiltily. Cirou took out a notepad and pen from his pocket and handed it to Reid:

"Write down your address. There will be no problem with correspondence, right?"

No problem, how can there be a problem? !

Reid almost snatched the book and pen from Cilang's hand, and then wrote down his home address and postal address carefully, word by word, and happily exchanged it to Cilang:

"I also have my first pen pal!"

Then Reid laughed foolishly to himself, even the sadness and reluctance to part with Ci Lang were diluted a bit.

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After ordering Reid to go home directly, Cirou went to the nearest police station. Faced with the policemen's nice voice asking him if he was lost and couldn't find his home, Cirou didn't answer, but directly handed over the M9 on his waist. Give it to a cop on the opposite side.

"Uncle is past the age of playing with toy guns, little one!"

The nearly 30-year-old, cynical-looking policeman laughed and seemed very happy to receive a gift from a child.

"Not a toy gun."

Ciro said lightly:

"It's a real gun, and I had to shoot a high school girl with it not long ago in self-defense."

Under the widening eyes of the policeman on the opposite side, Cilang expressed his real purpose of coming to the police station with a blank expression:

"I'm asking myself."