[Zhongyingmei] The last string

Viola sniffed her nose lightly without leaving a trace, suppressed her somewhat touched emotions, raised her hand and grabbed the hand that fell on top of her head.

"You messed up your hair." She narrowed her eyes and said so.

Hotch raised his eyebrows and jokingly said, "I'm the only one here anyway."

She suddenly showed a wicked smile.

"Who says you're alone?" she said, "I'm going to Bill's house later."

The name of William Bill really made Hotch a little nervous, his expression froze slightly, and Viola laughed softly.

"Okay," she comforted, "I'm going to see my goddaughter who was born not long ago, she is said to be very cute."

A smile of anticipation filled Viola's face.

The face of the man beside him paused, and his slightly sour mood was suppressed.

Left and right, William has already married and had children, and he has nothing to be jealous of.

He has no idea what kind of life Viola lived before and what kind of people she associated with.It's a reason why Viola and his previous life have nothing to do with each other, and he doesn't need to worry about it.

Because the next day is the most important thing.

The two drove to William's home, which was not too far from the cemetery and arrived within an hour.

It was time for lunch, and both of them were hungry.

The door opened for them was a blond woman Hotch had never seen before, and the moment she saw Viola she went up and gave her a big hug.

"Vivi! Long time no see, I miss you so much!" The woman hugged Viola tightly, her face full of joy of reunion with old friends.

The person being hugged lightly patted the back of the blonde woman, moaning and moaning in pain: "Nina, I can't breathe..."

"Oh! No!" Nina quickly let go of Viola.

The blond woman smiled embarrassedly: "I'm so excited..."

"Come in!" Nina beckoned the two into the room.

After the two walked into the room, Hotch felt that he was being glanced at, and turned his head to find Nina with her forehand on her chin, looking him up and down.

"Enn... still looks quite handsome," Nina said while nodding, "Although she seems a little older..."

Viola raised her eyebrows, and unceremoniously countered her childhood friend: "Nina, you are older than him."

The blond woman paused when she heard this, and exclaimed, "What?!"

"No! Vivi, you are not allowed to expose my age!" She suddenly reacted and protested loudly.

The two were laughing and arguing, and Hotch was a little taken aback.

This is really a very lively woman.

William, who was looking at the pot in the kitchen, also came over when he heard the noise. He looked at his wife helplessly.

"Honey, if you don't go to see the stew, I don't know what to do." William said a little aggrieved.

"!" Nina immediately stopped talking with Viola, and hurried back to the kitchen.

William shook his head with a smirk, then turned to Hotch, who smiled and nodded at him.

"Hello, Mr. Hoter," he said politely.

"Hotch will do," Hotch said.

The name Mr. Hoter seems too unfamiliar.

Before William nodded and said yes, he heard the sound of 'dong dong dong' coming from the stairs inside.

In the blink of an eye, a seven or eight-year-old boy had already rushed towards them.

"Viola's godmother!!" the boy shouted cheerfully, hugging Viola's waist all at once.

"Long time no see, little Danny." Viola smiled and rubbed the boy's soft and fluffy hair.

Danny has been looking forward to Viola's arrival for a long time, he was very excited, he asked loudly: "How long will the godmother stay in Las Vegas? Can I go to the godmother's house to play?"

After all, he is a little boy with an adventurous spirit in his heart, and he is full of interest in a big villa with a garden like Viola's house.

If he was left there alone, he could play for days and nights without stopping.

Viola held her godson's little hand, squatted on the ground and looked at him.

"Of course, but the godmother may go back to work at any time. If the godmother is not here, I will let Grandpa Warren take you to play, okay?"

But Danny's focus shifted from going to play at Viola's house to Viola going back to work anytime.

He tilted his head and asked suspiciously: "Why does the godmother go to work, isn't it a holiday now?"

"Because bad people don't stop doing bad things just because they are on vacation." Viola patiently explained.

Danny's big round eyes lit up in a flash. He grabbed Viola's sleeve and asked excitedly, "Is the godmother going to catch the bad guys?"

"I want to catch the bad guys too!"

Children's innocent words can't help but make people smile knowingly.

Viola smiled slightly, and replied softly: "Of course, but Danny has to grow up first."

"Do I have to grow up? Can't I do it now?" The boy's facial features were tangled together.

"You must be able to protect yourself before you can catch bad guys, right?"

Danny lowered his head, thinking about this question very seriously, and it took him a while to speak again.

"Then when I grow up, I have to protect my parents, my sister, and my godmother!"

These words warmed the hearts of all the adults present, and William couldn't help but rubbed his son's head, the corners of his mouth almost curled up to the sky.

At this time, Hotch, who had been neglected, was finally discovered by Danny.

The boy looked up at the man he had never seen before, and was shocked by Hotch's serious and sharp expression, but he still looked up without showing fear.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"My name is Aaron Hoter, hello." The man thought of his son who was far away in Washington, and his eyebrows softened a little.

"Hello!" Danny greeted politely, then stared at him curiously.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that he wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, Viola asked aloud.

Danny took the godmother's hand and asked in a low voice, "Is he the godmother's husband?"

This made Viola froze in place, her ears felt a little hot, but she quickly answered the godson's question.

"No, but he's my boyfriend," she replied.

"Well..." Danny tilted his head and thought for a while, "Then will you get married? Like Mom and Dad."

Viola couldn't help but looked up at the man beside her, she didn't know how to answer this question for a while.

And Hotch looked into her eyes, and suddenly showed a gentle smile, which made Viola's heart skip a beat.

Just as Hotch was about to speak for Viola to answer the question, there was a loud cry in the living room.

Everyone froze in place.

William was the first to react, turned around and walked towards the living room.

His baby girl was crying, which was a big deal.

William and Nina named their little angel Eileen.

Eileen is only three months old, white and round, and looks very cute, with a pair of green eyes inherited from her father, as transparent and beautiful as emeralds.

When she blinked and looked at you, her heart softened into a puddle.

Not to mention that the poor little guy is crying so much right now, it's heartbreaking to see.

The silly father looked at his crying daughter sitting in the baby chair at a loss, so he could only call his wife to come to the rescue.

Nina came over and took a look and knew that her daughter was probably about to change her diaper. She glanced at her husband with disgust and sent him to look at the stew in the pot.

William is indeed talented on the piano, but his life is not good. He can only take care of himself and not starve to death. It is too difficult for him to take care of the children.

After a while of busy work, Eileen finally stopped crying and stared at the circle of adults in front of him with a smile.

Viola reached out and gently shook her little hand, and said softly, "Hello, Eileen."

The little baby stared at her and blinked, then suddenly kissed Viola's hand.

Viola's expression became more gentle in an instant, and Hotch, who was not far away, looked at her, lost in thought.

After a while, the dishes were finally cooked, and everyone helped to serve the dishes together, and finally sat around the dining table.

Although Nina's handicrafts were not as good as Viola's, they were still outstanding, more than enough to feed the adults and children in front of her.

Eileen is still young, and Nina can only feed the milk in the bottle little by little by the side.

Full of wine and food, the two ladies naturally take their children in the living room and take a break, while the two men wash the dishes in the kitchen.

Obviously, the two men are very proficient in washing dishes, and they are very familiar with washing.

"Is Vivi okay?" William's voice was suddenly mixed into the sound of splashing water.

Hotch paused a little with his dishwashing hands, then replied, "She's well adjusted."

"That's good," William smiled, feeling a little more at ease, "Nina and I are both afraid that she will play tricks on me."

Hotch turned on the faucet and rinsed the foam off the plate, asking, "Has anything ever happened before?"

William was a little surprised: "Didn't she mention it to you?"

"She seldom said those things." It was basically a passing statement.

"...Yes, this is more like her."

The death of her parents was not a shock at all to Viola, who lived in honey and lived a happy life since she was a child, but a complete destruction.

She was crushed by the explosion.

A little girl who doesn't know what pain and sorrow are, facing the sudden death of her parents, she is helpless.

During the year when Viola was out of school, she lived a nearly distorted life.

Anorexia, insomnia, and even self-harm.

Her spirit broke down, and she was almost lost in grief, and she couldn't get out again.

"How...how did she get over it?" It was the first time Hotch heard someone say this in detail, and when he thought of Viola's understatement of it, he felt a tingle in his heart.

William shook his head, and replied, "I don't know what kind of ideological struggle she had to go through to pull herself together."

Viola and her mother Lin Fang have the same birthday, and anyone who knows their family knows this.

And Karen is a romantic but old-fashioned person, he likes to give his wife violets, because that is Lin Fang's favorite flower.

So from courtship period to after marriage, no matter what kind of festival he would give Lin Fang a bouquet of violets.

After Viola was born, this habit naturally remained, but the recipients of the flowers became two people.

From wife to wife and daughter.

However, Karen and Lin Fang have passed away, and there will never be that annual bouquet of violets again.

"So, Nina and I gave her a bouquet of violets on her birthday the next year." William recalled the scene at that time.

Holding the bouquet of violets, Viola suddenly burst into tears in front of the two of them, crying out of breath, and almost passed out in the end.

Three days later, Viola told Kary that she wanted to go to school.

"Every subsequent year for her birthday, we send her a bouquet of violets, wherever she is."

William suddenly raised his hand to turn off the faucet, and looked seriously at Hotch beside him.

"Until she told us that she had a love interest."

"Aaron Hoter, will you replace us?" he asked seriously.

Instead of them, send her comfort and happiness throughout her life.

Hotch looked at his serious eyes, and straightened his expression.

"Yes, I can."

He answered very firmly, even beyond his own imagination.

The author has something to say: Tomorrow, it should be the finale QUQ

I finally wrote about Violet's stalk TVT. I don't know if you like it or not.

I really like it! !

Characters in this chapter

William Hill Viola's childhood, talented pianist

Nina HillViola's childhood, although not mentioned in the article, but she is an excellent clarinet player

Danny Hill William and Nina's son

Daughter of Eileen HillWillian and Nina

Aunt of Kary Mill Viola

Lam Fong Viola's mother, deceased

Karen Mill Viola's father, deceased

Thanks to the little angel Yuma for the landmines, meh (づ￣3￣)づ