[CM] Paradise Nostalgia

The author has something to say: Yes, I can't help but start a new article...

Due to work reasons, the update time is uncertain... I don't believe in myself anymore...

The story begins in the eighth season, and the main plot is in the tenth and No.11 seasons.The main love, the deputy involved in the case.

This time I want to write about Reid after going through a lot of things, and the reborn heroine who was with him but can't be spoiled.

ps. In the whole show, only the heroine is reborn!

Uriah Vogt - Uriah Vogt

Wald Conant - Wald Conant

Maeve - Maeve

Owen - Owen

Reid's age setting has been changed, and the official birth date is 1981.I'm a few years late.

"Uriah, I thought, maybe we could try it."

At that time, Spencer Reid had just met her, and was a little tempted by her pursuit, but he didn't know that she had known him for a long time on the other side of the dimension.

"Yes, I love you, you make my life happy and beautiful."

At the beginning of falling in love, everything is happy and content, cherishing and caring for each other.

"I missed the appointment again, sorry."

Reid's work often leads to the end of their plans. After a long time, even if they understand, they will inevitably complain.

"You're right, I do care about Maeve, but you should know that's different! I can't believe you're doing this! Uriah, you've let me down."

The number of times they quarreled can be counted on the fingers, but each time it was heart-wrenching.

"Let's try to separate for a while now that you're tired and I'm tired."

Love is both selfish and selfless, and it hurts others and yourself, which is scary.

"Owen, you don't want to hurt her. Remember, you swore to protect her. Let her go. It's all my fault. I didn't cherish her well. The one you should punish is me."

The distance between heaven and earth was hopeless, and the tumbling water quickly swallowed his body. The white flowers were shocking, and the black coffin buried his body and took away everything about her.

Since then, she has been plagued by nightmares, and even if she goes back in time, it has become her eternal pain.

Uriah woke up suddenly, the dream tormented her over and over again, she gasped in pain, the sweat on her back soaked the sheets, unable to wipe the tears on her face, because as soon as she closed her eyes, she would recall the image of his death, there was no Unable to control.

A few hours later, the sky was dimly bright, and Uriah threw off the quilt and walked into the bathroom. After a while, he came out dripping wet to make breakfast. He ate half a slice of toast, drank a few sips of milk perfunctorily, and lay on the sofa to rub his temples. .

[Morning, the current time is January 2014, 1, 23:5 in the morning, I wish you a happy mood today. ]

At the beginning of 2014, after six years of dating, Maeve appeared shortly after, and smashed a big hole in the relationship between her and Reid. Uriah knew everything that would have happened. She got involved early. Although Reid didn't fall in love with Maeve, the two exchanged letters frequently after they met.She was jealous of the tacit communication between Maeve and Reid, afraid that he would fall in love with his "destined" partner, and worried that he would blame himself for Maeve's death, so she dropped the letter from Maeve and quarreled with him fiercely, resulting in It ended worse, and it was all her fault.

Maybe in the end Reid forgave her, but she could never forgive herself.

Maybe it wasn't that serious, Uriah thought, at least he was alive now.Before she was reborn, she prayed countless times. If she could go back to the past, she would never appear in Spencer Reid's life. She would act as if nothing had happened, just watching from afar, believing that even if Maeve disappeared in his life In life, he will gradually get out of the pain in the end.After that, maybe in the future, I will meet my beloved, cherish each other, and stay together until I grow old.And she will be his forever stranger.

The hour hand points to 06:30, Uriah picks up her schoolbag and walks to school, starting now, just in time for the first morning class at nine o'clock.Probably God lost his mind when fulfilling human wishes. Originally, she had already come out to work at this time, but who knew that she was a few years younger for no reason, and she is still in her sophomore year.

Whatever

Quantico BAU Team Meeting

"The first incident happened at [-]:[-] p.m. last Wednesday. The deceased was a male, a third-year student at George Mason University. He was well dressed and wore expensive perfume. Most likely, he was on a date."

"The deceased was 1 meters tall and had multiple stab wounds on his body. The wounds were mainly concentrated on the lower abdomen and genitals. Our UNSUB may be a woman. This is a revenge killing. The suspect cannot control his hatred. Maybe She was sexually/abuse/abuse during her childhood."

"I think it was a man. The deceased in the fourth incident was tall and the cause of death was suffocation. Women don't have that much strength. Strangling the deceased to death could not vent all the anger of the suspect. Judging from the binding marks on his body, this binding method is very humiliating."

"The only thing these deceased have in common is that they all participated in the International Week held by George Mason University in November last year, and they didn't go home that night. By the way, a conical metal part was also found at the scene of the crime. It may have been left by the murderer accidentally."

"This is one of the accessories of the violin, the trimmer, which is beneficial to the pitch and appearance, but it is a burden for people with good ears. Oh... the time of the incident was the weekend."

"Maybe we should visit that school, especially the music department. Everyone, get ready and leave in five minutes."

The campus in the morning light is especially quiet and beautiful. The corridors of the teaching building of the Music Department are very long. The dark brown walls are carved with exquisite patterns, full of classical and elegant temperament. Uriah always relaxes here, listening to the sound of running water in the flower bed, and walks slowly to the classroom.In the past, she liked to play the piano in sunny places, but now, except for necessary exams and tests, she basically doesn't touch her musical instrument.It was a sin for her to enjoy music, the source of all disasters.

In the morning light, the lingering and melodious tone of the violin came from above, and Uriah couldn't help raising his head, looking for the source of the melody.I have to say that it is a talent for the musician to play Massnet's "Meditation" so frantically. Did this guy bribe the school's examiner?

When turning the corner, she couldn't help standing on tiptoe and looking up. The consequences of not looking at the road would be serious.

"OMG, sorry!"

"Sorry, it's me—"

How many times have I heard the sound of missing in my ears, it keeps appearing in my dreams, and I miss it all the time in reality. Uriah's legs softened and he almost knelt down. Fortunately, he supported the wall, and then he slowly squatted down, looking at it in a daze. Book.

"Are you OK?"

Uriah didn't dare to look up at all, and didn't dare to pick up the book he handed over. He only said thank you in a very low voice with a hoarse voice, almost choked up.

"I'm really sorry, did I hit you? You look like you need to go to the infirmary."

Sweat dripped from her forehead, and her face was pale.

Reid looked back at his colleagues to make sure that he was not the only one who noticed something strange. He knelt down to help her pick up the dropped books and music scores, and said tentatively: "The Devil's Trill Sonata, the difficulty of this piece Great, the composer Tartini is a genius, he got this piece from the devil in a dream, it's really incredible."

Uriah nodded slightly, and stood up slowly holding the book in her arms. She held her breath and looked down, her gaze resting on his melancholy chin, and said in a very low voice, "Yes, I just practiced not long ago, Thank you."

"Uh...may I ask, do you know me?"

Uriah froze for a moment, she turned around hesitantly, as if she had convinced herself many times in her heart, and then mustered up the courage to talk to him, "Dr.Spencer Reid, the youngest senior FBI agent and BAU profiler, your With an IQ of 187, read [-] words per minute, and a visual memory. You have a BA in Chemistry, Mathematics, Engineering, Psychology, Sociology, Philosophy...you are a genius."

She spoke unhurriedly, with a low and gentle tone, as if she was reciting a romantic love poem. The breeze entangled her long dark golden hair. She was a very eye-catching, beautiful and delicate woman, just like a forest elf. child.

Reid didn't expect it to unfold like this, his pupils dilated in shock, and his face was dazed, Rossi and Morgan beside him exchanged knowing glances, with a smile on their lips.

"I know you, you are a... very nice person."

Uriah still didn't dare to look at him, but when she said this, she felt extremely complicated, heartbroken and moved.There was a bit of shyness in her smile, the morning light fell gently on her slender eyelashes, her eyes fell on the green grass, half affectionate, half patient.

"I'm going to class," Uriah took a soft breath, "bye."

Then said goodbye in a hurry and left in a panic

Rossi blinked, "So... am I the only one feeling the breath of spring?"

"Who said no, the peach blossoms are in full bloom!" Morgan smiled, "Wow, I can already smell the fragrance."

"Why don't you take care of yourself first, she's still a child!" Reid was slightly ashamed, pressed his lower lip forbearance, and said uncomfortably: "I feel something is wrong, her body language is quite contradictory, but I'm sure I haven't seen her before, otherwise, I won't forget it."

JJ couldn't help but bend the corner of his mouth, "OK, so you are a mature adult~"

Rossi joked: "Don't worry about me, young man, at least I have been married twice at the age of 30, and I have tasted the sweetness of love."

"Hey, don't provoke him." Morgan put on a serious face, "Allright, I think we should continue working." Two seconds later, he squinted his eyes and smiled cheaply, "Seriously, you should exchange numbers , it’s still too late to catch up.”

Reid was expressionless, and quickly moved away from the gang of villains, "Enough."

On the podium of the big music classroom, students are sitting scattered.

"Tartini's playing style usually tends to be gentle and modest, but this piece is very special. Its melody is changeable, both carnival and sad. The player must have both skill and boldness to fully express..."

The professor of the music department, Wald Conant, was giving a lecture on a piece of music. From the corner of his eye, he stared at the third-to-last row of female students who were obviously distracted, and decided to talk to her in detail after class.

[Who am I... Where am I... What have I done...]

After the whole class, Uriah was in a daze, and she didn't pay attention to the warning light waves emitted by the music professor from behind her glasses. She didn't pack her things until the bell rang and all the students around her left.

"Vogt, you're not doing well today, what happened?"

Professor Conant is not someone who can be overpowered. During the entrance exam, Uriah Vogt's performance surprised everyone. After the school started, she was completely indifferent to her studies, and she didn't even touch the bow.He is very curious about what caused this contrast, and he really dislikes people who have talents but don't cherish them and don't work hard.

[Okay, but keep smiling. ]

"Yes?" Uriah looked at the music professor in a panic, and even stuttered, "Have you finished class yet? Thank you, professor, I'm going first."

How did the BAU come here, and there was a case nearby?But the school never heard of the dead!It's the Binhe Park several kilometers away from here... Could it be that the murderer of the case is in this school? !

Wald·Conant stared at the girl's panicked back, and silently walked to the podium to pack up his lesson plans.

[I'm even more angry, I'm about to lose control of the prehistoric power of the fighting nation! ]