[Comprehensive British and American] Vector of love

Trista randomly picked two books from the bookshelf, and was about to sit on the sofa and read them.

"Wait." But Rhett held her back, approached her, and stretched his hand behind her waist.

Trista closed her eyes happily, thinking that this is his home. Although she didn't come with any expectations, it would be great if he could take the initiative.

The breath of his body rushed towards her face, and she could even feel the temperature of his chest on her cheek.

But instead of getting closer to him, he seemed to be farther away.

"Okay, sit down." Reid picked up three books from the sofa. He was in a hurry to go out, so he threw the books he was reading on the sofa.Trista still had injuries on her hands, so if she sat down, she might be hurt by the edge of the book.

Trista opened her eyes and sat down on the sofa.She kicked off her shoes and directly occupied one end of the sofa, "I'm used to drinking something while reading."

"I only have coffee here." In fact, Rhett doesn't spend much time at home, and he doesn't know when there will be a case and when he can come back, so there is only instant coffee at home.

"I like to drink coffee." Trista turned over and lay on the arm of the sofa, watching him make coffee for herself in the kitchen.

This was obviously his home, but he was in a hurry, banging the kitchen utensils.

"I..., I haven't had a visitor here for a long time." Reid was flustered by her stare, and his hands couldn't be controlled, shaking like Parkinson.

"When did the last guest come?" Trista asked with a smile, but she turned around, lay down on the sofa, and started reading.She didn't want him to be scalded by boiling water, that would be too bad.

"It's Garcia. I was very sad at that time. She came to see me a few times." Rhett's hand trembled, this time not because of Trista, but Maeve.Garcia would come to visit him because he never went out and closed himself in this space.

Boiling water poured down from his tiger's mouth, he bit his lip, quickly turned on the faucet, and rushed under the cold water.He didn't cry out because he cared about Trista.

It would be too unfair to her to be immersed in the past all by herself.She is already his girlfriend now, and he has to take her feelings into consideration, and he can't let her accommodate him all the time.

"Oh." Trista responded, and she probably guessed why he was so sad.

"Coffee." Reid put the coffee on the coffee table, and put on his backpack again, "I'm going to do some shopping, and I'll be back soon."

"I will take good care of your home." Trista raised her head and smiled at him, then quickly lowered her head, immersed in the book.

Reid hurried out of the house, he went downstairs and came to a nearby supermarket.Judging by Trista's appearance, at least she had to stay at home until evening, and she had to find something to eat for the whole afternoon.When I was with her, I kept discussing what to eat.With food, you are not afraid of embarrassing topics.

Then he turned another street and came to a flower shop.

Trista lay on the sofa, quietly reading a book.The books Rhett collected were very interesting, and she was so fascinated by them that she didn't pay attention even when Rhett came back.

Standing in front of her, holding a bouquet of flowers, Rhett was a little overwhelmed.He didn't want to be disturbed while he was reading, and she certainly didn't want to be disturbed either.So he just stood there, waiting for Trista to find him.

Trista didn't really notice him at first, it was only when the sun was setting in the west that he blocked the light that she realized he had returned.Raising her head, she saw the beautiful bunch of pink foreign peonies, "Oh, is it for me?"

"Yes." Rhett put the flowers in her hands and sat down next to her.Instead of talking about love, he picked up a book and read it with her.

Trista hugged the flower and sniffed it.She put the flowers on the coffee table with a sweet face, then leaned her head on his shoulder, tilted her head, and read the book he was reading.

Rhett deliberately turned the page ten times slower so that Trista could read the words on the paper.

Trista hummed while watching.She was in a good mood, turned these words into musical notes, and hummed them.

"I haven't heard this song." Rhett rarely listens to songs, but he will never forget them.Some hits and classics are played in public, and he is forced to know a lot.

"I made it up, you don't know I have this skill, do you?" Trista raised her eyebrows proudly, "Fortunately, the book you read is very cute, so what I hummed is so beautiful The melody. If you're looking at any Criminal Minds instance, I'll shut up and keep the vibe going."

"You... have synesthesia?" Rhett was not surprised. Trista was so talented, he believed that she would bring him surprises, and there were many more.

Synesthesia is a mental illness, but this disease usually does not bring pain to the patient, but the five senses that are more acute.For ordinary people, sweetness is a taste.But for synesthetes, sweetness is also taste, color and touch.

Their five senses are common, and when they hear beautiful music, they can turn it into a picture.Touching things with different textures can transform them into tastes.

The world is all fused together in their senses.

At this time, Rhett also understood why Trista was so outstanding in the field of image observation.All her sensory cells can help her complete the analysis of the material, which is a talent beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Psychiatric experts believe that one in every 20 people suffers from this disorder.However, most of the patients are very mild. At most, when they eat sweets, they feel that the world has turned pink.There is still a long way to go to reach the level of Trista.

"Well, I didn't know until I was very old. Because I didn't have parents to tell me that our family has this kind of inheritance." Trista always thought it was her talent, not some mental illness.Swayze told her in college that this kind of talent actually has a scientific name.

"Looking at it this way, your mother is also very likely to have this disease." Reid touched his chin and thought about it, "If you need help, I can ask Garcia to check the medical records of psychiatrists across the United States. .”

"No, there's no need." Trista shook her head, she was still a little curious about her mother's identity now, but she was not so eager to know about her.She could ask Finch directly, and Finch would tell her sooner or later.But she felt that it would be more fun if she could find out the answer by herself.

Just think of this world as a puzzle game, I am an ordinary player, and Reid is my cheating device.

"Then do you want licorice candy?" Rhett stretched out his hand to get the shopping bag, but he still cared about Trista who was leaning on his shoulder, he just stretched out his hand without moving his neck.

Trista straightened her neck quickly. She reached out and took the bag first, pulled out a red licorice candy, and stuffed it into her mouth to chew, "Shall we make our own dinner?"

"Actually, I think it's more appropriate to order takeaway without washing the dishes." Reid was really analyzing that his cooking skills were not very good, and he didn't know how Trista's cooking skills were.In order not to waste ingredients and money, it is better to take out decisively.

"I'll wash the dishes, I'll cook the rice, you can just sit and read. But, you have to go shopping with me, I can't find the way." It's romantic.After finally arriving at his house in a shameless manner, what should I do if I don't show my hand.

Because she lives alone all year round and often orders takeaway, Trista is actually very interested in cooking.She likes to mix ingredients, colors, textures and different aspects of nutrition.Because of her synesthesia, the recipes she researched are at least beautiful.

Rhett put down the book and picked up his backpack again.After tossing back and forth like this, he didn't feel irritable or tired, but just cooperated with Trista silently.

Trista quickly took his hand and opened the door, "Then what's your favorite food?"

"I'm not too picky about food." Rhett's pursuit of food is not high, as long as he finds it delicious, "Then what do you like to eat?"

Trista laughed, he knew the interaction, "I'm not too picky, but I still have requirements for the ingredients, they must be fresh. And I will pay attention to the place of origin. You know, the trace elements in the soil are different. , will make the ingredients have a different taste. So, I usually have to go to several supermarkets to make a meal, because not all of their suppliers are perfect."

"I understand." Rhett nodded. He is actually a picky person, but he just didn't show it in order not to annoy the team members.

The two walked out the door, and Rhett took Trista to a fruit and vegetable store. This store has its own farm, and the fruits and vegetables are picked fresh every day.Then the two went to the supermarket and bought meat.The next thing I went to was the seafood market. Trista wanted to make seafood baked rice.

Lastly, Trista didn't forget to take a look at the spice shop in Rhett's kitchen. It was as clean as a model house.Nothing but salt and pepper.

Passing by a Chinese supermarket, Trista got in right away.Reid stood in front of a bag of peppercorns and sniffed it lightly, "For you, what kind of image does this smell have?"

"A group of aristocrats in baroque costumes are dancing in circles." Trista laughed, and she also knows the history of peppercorns very well.

In the past, pepper was not used as a condiment in the Western world, but a spice to show off wealth.Because Zanthoxylum bungeanum is originally produced in China, it takes a lot of manpower and material resources to transport it to Europe, and only extremely wealthy nobles can own it.Some people even tried to cultivate Zanthoxylum bungeanum as a garden variety, but the thorns on the branches made them quickly give up.

"Would you like to try it? My prickly ash is very numb." The owner started to sell it, but it's still relatively free now.

"Okay." Trista picked up one, but handed it to Rhett.

Rhett frowned, pursed his lips, and looked at the red pepper with a painful face.

Just then, his phone rang.Within two seconds, Trista's phone rang.

"Oh, no!" Trista was really going crazy, and she only rested for a long time.

"You have to get used to this kind of routine." Reid was very happy, he could not eat that pepper.

The author has something to say: I wish everyone a happy May Fourth Youth Day~