[Comprehensive British and American] Vector of love

After coming out of medical school, the two went to the hotel first.Trista consciously opened two rooms, giving each other time and space to sort out their emotions.

"We'll meet in the lobby at six o'clock. I want to take a nap." Trista handed Rhett the room card, and dragged her luggage to her room.

"Well, see you at six." Rhett pursed his lips, and now he finally realized how uncomfortable it is for couples to see each other like this.

But he and Trista are not really a couple.This is only their first official date, and it will take at least three times before the relationship can be confirmed.

This is the experience that Morgan passed on to him, the theory of three dates.However, since he is quite special, this number can be pushed back a bit, about ten times.

Walking into the hotel room, Reid checked the bathroom carefully and was very satisfied with the hygienic conditions here.He lay down on the bed, but didn't feel sleepy at all.He was reminiscing about the wonderful feeling just now, hoping to keep it in his mind for a longer time.

Trista next door fell asleep as soon as she touched the bed. Not only did she drive such a long distance that day, but she also played a game of chess with Reid. She was scared again just now. It was a double torture both psychologically and physically.

As soon as she fell asleep, she felt her consciousness float up.She was going to dream again, and she couldn't help sighing in the dream.

But this time the dream felt very fresh, it seemed to be an early summer, the sun was shining brightly, and the ivy on the wall was extremely green.The line of sight moves a little fast, and there is a bit of excitement.

Walking through the beautiful greenery, a red brick building appeared in front of you.

Trista recognized the building as a teaching building of one of the Ivy League universities.Its gothic spire is very conspicuous, and she hardly needs to identify it to understand that the place in her dream is the world-renowned private research university, Princeton University.

Walking into the building, one of the classroom doors opened.

The first person she saw was none other than Finch.

Finch was young then, but just as he is now, with glasses and thinning hair over his forehead.He was wearing a POLO shirt with the school LOGO on it, a standard engineering boy image.

He looked up and smiled at her, then quickly lowered his head.

This scenario is almost consistent with what Finch told himself.

Her eyes did not stay on Finch for two more seconds, but looked to the other side.

On the other side were two boys, one blond and one brunette.

Immediately walking to the side of these two people, the three of them chatted, feeling very familiar.

Trista was a little strange, who are these two people?

She and Finch have gotten closer recently, so Finch has told her more and more.She knew he had a good friend named Nathan.Ingram, they met at MIT.When Finch was in college, MIT was not yet a member of the Ivy League. After 2012, it was selected for the new Ivy League.

So his previous experience is still a mystery.

"Claire, do you have any plans for the weekend? We can drive out to play." The blond boy spoke first, and he looked up. His green pupils were as dazzling as emeralds.

Trista was taken aback, could this man be her biological father?And he called himself "Claire", which meant that his biological mother's name was Claire.

"I still have to finish this homework, Brady, wait for the summer vacation." Claire spoke, her voice was clear and sweet, and the hearts of those who listened were surging.

"It's better to go to Mexico during the summer vacation. My father has a villa over there." The black-haired boy also spoke. He looked at Claire, his eyes flickering, as if he was afraid of being rejected.

"Forget it, Chad, I don't want to be frightened by drug dealers and arms dealers." Brady laughed, not noticing that Chad's face turned ugly.

"Don't think about playing, hurry up and finish this project." Claire forcibly cut off the topic, sat down, and started to draw.

Finch, on the other hand, remained off-screen the whole time and never appeared again.

Trista opened her eyes, she was sober because of this dream.I sat up and took a look at my phone, but it was more than two hours, and the sky was dark outside the window.

The phone vibrated suddenly, and she almost threw it out in fright.Fortunately, she took a look and saw that it was a message from Rhett, asking if she was awake.

Calling Rhett over, she told him of her series of unexplained dreams.

"When did you start having these dreams?" Although Rhett had never studied Zhou Gong's dream interpretation, he was also very knowledgeable about neurology and neuropsychology.

"After getting to know you, I think BAU's psychoanalysis gave me a little enlightenment in thinking, which made me think of many things that I don't remember myself." Trista sat on the bed, crossed her legs.And Rhett was sitting on the edge of the bed, with his back straightened stiffly.

"Is it possible that this is a movie you watched when you were a child, or a novel or something?" Rhett was a little nervous, but he had already worked hard, trying to get closer to her and create a sense of intimacy.

"The Mansbridge Orphanage doesn't leave anything that shouldn't appear in the computer or DVD player like ordinary people. I'm pretty sure that I have never seen anything similar. And Harold is in Well, how do you explain this?" Trista is of course different from ordinary people, her earliest definite memory appeared when she was about two and a half years old, and she can remember clearly all the trajectories of her life after that.

"Since it is a dream, it may be a combination of fantasy and reality. You just recognized this father, and it is not surprising that you added him to the dream." Reid turned his head to look into her eyes, and was a little surprised by that. Confused by the patch of green, thinking is a little unclear, "Instead of looking for clues in the dream, why don't we go to Princeton to have a look."

Rhett thought that Trista's dream was too fragmented, and he couldn't give an accurate profile.And in the room, it was always too ambiguous, he needed fresh air to calm down.

"Okay, it just so happens that Princeton is not far from Philadelphia, let's drive there." Trista immediately booked a car with her mobile phone, and the two packed up and headed for downtown Princeton.

The Department of Computer Science and the Department of Art and Archeology of Princeton are very famous. There have been ten Turing Award winners and 41 Nobel Prize winners.Einstein and Von.Neumann has conducted research here, and Turing and Kennedy are only one year apart, and they are alumni.

"Dei Sub Numine Viget." Trista looked at the spire piercing the starry sky in the dark, and said the school motto of Princeton University, "She prospers through the power of God, but this God is far from God in the religious sense." Far."

"Princeton is one of the most difficult universities in the United States to get into, second only to MIT, and it only accepts about 2000 new students every year. If we have the opportunity to check the alumni list, I think we should be able to find your dream soon. Those people in the middle." Reid took Trista's hand, not knowing whether it was because of Night Breeze, or because of her emotional fluctuations, her hand was cold.

"At the same time, it is also the most difficult university to enter and obtain its information. How much cutting-edge technology research they have needs to be kept secret, let alone ordinary people, even the FBI, it is difficult to investigate casually, right?" Trista knows this university well. It is not easy for a private university to achieve so many achievements and maintain academic purity with the power of the big consortium behind the university.

"Or let's change the direction and start the investigation from the alumni?" Reid can't do anything, the human rights of these senior citizens are above all else.

"Or let's find a place to eat first, and we'll talk about it tomorrow." Trista was also convinced, and the two of them are people who leave as soon as they say it.Today, I ran half a circle in the Northeast in one day.

Because of the existence of such a super high school, the city of Princeton is almost all high-end residential areas. Many wealthy businessmen from New York and Philadelphia will choose to buy houses here to enjoy the quiet and beautiful suburban environment.

The hotels and restaurants here are naturally extremely luxurious, and Trista took the initiative to pay.This kind of spending of hundreds of dollars at every turn is not something that Reid can afford.

He is now a senior agent of the FBI, but his annual salary is only about [-] US dollars, which can be regarded as a middle class.But he doesn't have to worry about shopping and saving for his children's school fees, so life is easy and happy.

This night they still lived in two rooms without disturbing each other.

The next day, Trista made an appointment for the Princeton Museum of Art, and went to the academy with Rhett again.

For Rhett, this is also a treasure trove, with many collections that are hard to see.He didn't know what method Trista used, anyway, the two of them had the opportunity to visit the exhibition hall that was not open to the public.

Rhett was a little excited about shopping, and he also wanted to take a look at the nearby Flint Library, and it would be best if he could stay for a few days.

Seeing how happy he was, Trista temporarily put down her own affairs and started this journey of culture and art with him.

The two have similar hobbies, and they dress younger. When walking on campus, tourists will mistake them for students and pull them to ask for directions.

Rhett also enjoyed this state very much. He was thinking that if he met Trista in college, he might become a scholar and die here.

A person spends his whole life engaged in only one research, only loves one person, and only lives with her.Or raising a cat and planting some flowers, what a luxury happiness.

The two found a bench and sat down, and Rhett took out the book borrowed from the library and read it.On the other hand, Trista started to draw with colored pencils. She faced Rhett and didn't show him what she was drawing.Rhett didn't care either, whatever she drew was sure to be a marvelous work.

When Rhett finished the eighth book, Trista finished the painting too.It's not detailed yet, but it's almost there.

"Is there any gain?" Trista took out a disinfectant wipe and wiped off all the pencil residue on her hands.

"Yeah." Rhett nodded. He looked at her and reached out to help her remove a bit of pencil sawdust from her hair.

This action sweetened Trista's heart, she immediately smiled and held up her painting in front of him, "Look!"

Rhett took a look and found that she was actually painting herself, "I'm sure you don't like realism very much."

"Why? Just because I drew you, is it more dreamy?" Trista tilted her head and took a look. She has slightly modified her hair, her hair is not so messy, her dark circles are not so obvious, and her eyelashes come with a lengthening filter up.But the reason why he looks so good is because he is cute.

"Once you add your own feelings, then the person in this painting is no longer me." Rhett said a philosophical sentence. He actually just hoped that Trista would not imagine herself too much. It's wonderful, he is full of shortcomings, but the advantages are more prominent.

"I am first and foremost an artist, and when I look at the world with an aesthetic heart. If you can be seen by me, it means that you are already a beauty beyond ordinary people. And great doctor, haven't you heard of it? In the eyes of beholders Out of Xi Shi. Even if I don't draw it, in my eyes, I see you through a filter. This is love, understand?" Trista smiled and stretched out her hand, and she lifted a strand of his bangs , Help him keep it out of his head.In fact, she just didn't like it. Such a strand of hair blocked his side face, which made her uncomfortable.

Rhett swallowed, put away the book at hand, then leaned on the back of the bench, tilted his head and looked at her, "When I was in middle school, the most beautiful girl in the class invited me to Go to the basketball court and meet. Actually, when I saw the time and place, I guessed that it was probably a prank. But at that time, I didn’t think human nature was so evil. I naively thought that maybe she really liked me Well, so I went to the appointment."

"Oh..." Trista guessed the ending as soon as she heard the beginning.

"I was stripped naked by them and tied to a basketball hoop for a whole night." Speaking of this past, Reid no longer feels uncomfortable.It's just a little perplexed, he doesn't know if the people who bullied him back then have become anti-social vanguards now.

"How could they bully you like this..." Trista wanted to say he was cute, but the timing didn't seem right.While shaking her head, she stretched out her hand and gently held his face, "What about talented people. Those mediocre people don't understand us at all."

Rhett took a deep breath, he only felt his cheeks were hot, and the temperature of her palm and his own were superimposed, almost cooking his brain.

In the very few movies he has seen, at this time, the hero and heroine are usually about to kiss.

He stretched his chin slightly, trying to get closer to her.But this movement was as difficult for him as if he was going to run a marathon. He stiffened his neck and thought he moved, but in fact it was probably close to 1CM.

Trista smiled, leaning her face closer to him.

She raised her eyes and looked at him with her green eyes.It wasn't until she saw the confusion and desire in his eyes that she pressed her lips to his.

This kiss is very shallow, like the feeling of cherry blossom petals falling on the face in spring.With one flick, it disappears.

He'd had a hard time accepting himself, and Trista didn't want to scare him away.So the two of them still take their time and spend some time getting along.

Rhett kept looking at her, and her green pupils were like a gentle ocean, enveloping herself in it.He didn't feel like drowning, but he just felt extremely at ease, as if he had returned to his mother's womb, calm and peaceful.

He had never experienced this feeling before, but he knew that what she would bring to him would be even better than this.

Before it was too late, the two went to the art museum for the last time.The museum in Princeton is divided into seven areas, and they saw six of them, except for the Asian Art Pavilion.

Trista went straight in and came to the booth of the Chinese painting and calligraphy exhibition.Although there are not many collections here, there are also treasures of the town hall, such as the authentic calligraphy works of Wang Xizhi, Mi Fu and Huang Tingjian.

Almost putting her face on the glass, Trista was immersed in these beautiful fonts, "No matter how clear the pictures on the Internet are, with hundreds of millions of pixels, they can't compare to the shock of seeing the real work with their own eyes."

"The human eye is the most sophisticated machine, and it also has its own fan filter." Reid returned Trista's words to her.

"Hateful." Trista turned her head and glared at him, but with a smile on her face.I can flirt, this progress is not small.

After the two finished watching the Asian Art Museum, they were ready to go out for food.Just as they were going out, Trista suddenly saw a painting.It's not really a painting, it's more like graffiti on a wall.

At first she thought it was a matrix diagram, black background, green lines.But on closer inspection, those lines are also alive, full of tiny patterns made up of seeds and embryos of various plants and animals.From a distance, it looks like binary strings one after another.

She suddenly realized that this painting might be the finished product of a joint project between her mother and Finch.

Seeing her shocked look, Rhett asked why.Trista had told him everything, without any reservations.

"Then we should ask an old professor from the art department or the computer department. Since this work can be painted on the wall of the museum, it must have attracted some attention back then." Reid looked at the wall , also a little shocking.

Who can say for sure that there is no silicon-based life.

At this time, Rhett had to call Garcia and asked her to check the teachers who had taught here for more than 30 years. They only screened in the Department of Fine Arts and the Department of Computer Science, and the candidates were within five.

"Professor Lonergan, an honorary professor of the Department of Computer Science, is still a student of Turing. Wow, it's amazing." Soon, Garcia screened the faculty and staff, and sent the final candidate information to Reid .

This Professor Lonergan is a genius. He entered the University of Manchester to study at the age of 14.Like his teacher Turing, he came to Princeton to study for a doctorate and has stayed here ever since.

"Oh..." Rhett saw the bottom at a glance, and couldn't help sighing.

"What's wrong?" Trista leaned over, and she saw the end directly.

It turned out that this Professor Lonergan was recently diagnosed with Alzheimer's, and after the end of this semester, he resigned.

Trista sighed, thinking that this might be her fate.

What fate will not let you know, you will never know.

But just when she gave up and was about to leave Princeton, she accidentally saw someone.

The man with black hair and black eyes was standing not far away, also looking at her.

Trista was stunned, and she realized that the person should be Chad in her dream.But the appearance in the dream is different from the reality, and there are elements of illusion and distortion in it.She just felt that this person was very similar to Chad, but she wasn't [-]% sure.

"Who is that?" Reid also saw that person, and quickly wrote down the license plate number.

"I don't know..." Trista stood there, feeling as if she was being stabbed by needles.She wanted to get closer to Rhett for comfort, but inexplicably, fear welled up from the bottom of her heart.

She took a step sideways, away from Rhett.

She didn't know why she did this, but her intuition told her that that man was very dangerous.Not only will he hurt himself, but he will also hurt the people around him...

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