[POI Doujin] In the Perfect World
Chapter 4 Part 4
Finch turned his head, and saw Nathan standing on the sidewalk not far behind him, with a anxious and nervous expression on his face, and his blonde hair was messy, and it was messily stuck to his forehead after being wet by the rain.
Only then did Finch realize that the sky had started to drizzle at some point.Pedestrians on the street held up umbrellas, and under the reflection of street lights and neon lights, they looked like strange plants of various colors moving.He looked back at Nathan blankly, and didn't reply to his words, but stood there silently, letting the rain blur his vision.
"Damn it! Harold, what the hell are you doing!" Nathan cursed loudly regardless of his appearance, and ran forward quickly, taking off his windbreaker to cover the heads of the two of them, "Running to the World Trade Center in the middle of the night, why are you so crazy! "
The gabardine waterproof windbreaker covers the head heavily, and the combed cotton exudes a warm texture, which isolates the slightly chilly humid air and the noise of the outside world.In the dark, the scent of Nathan's usual cologne came faintly, accompanied by his steady and long breathing, miraculously slowly calming down Finch's chaotic mood.
"Harold, my car is parked over there. It's raining harder and harder, so let's get in the car first, okay?" Although the light was dim and Nathan's face could not be seen clearly, the calm and clear voice was in his ears, mixed with A little unusual care. Finch nodded after being silent for a long time, then came to his senses in an instant, and replied with difficulty: "Okay."
The two hurried into Nathan's Lincoln city, the air in the airtight compartment was cold and dry, which was very different from the wet world outside the car. Nathan took out a dry towel from the storage box in front of the passenger seat and threw it on Finch's head, "Hurry up and wipe yourself clean, or you will catch a cold easily." And he simply and rudely wiped off the hangover on his head and face with the front of the windbreaker. drops of water.
Finch silently picked up the towel and slowly wiped off the water stains on his glasses and face.The long-staple cotton face towel sweeps across the skin, leaving a soft touch, and the vision in front of the eyes turns from blurred to clear.It wasn't until this moment that Finch gradually regained his sense of reality, and the sense of unreality and alienation that had surrounded him since Grace mentioned the World Trade Center tonight slowly receded.However, the gap between memory and reality still exists, and Finch can't find any clues from his chaotic brain.He could only stare at the continuous stream of raindrops on the car window in bewilderment, as if doing so could clear up his inner thoughts.
"Harold, can you tell me what's going on now?" Nathan in the driver's seat pulled Finch's shoulders to make him turn slightly, and the two faced each other, their eyes met.
Finch hesitated for a moment, and Nathan in front of him looked like he had never seen before, with a tired and sad expression, and his usual high spirits were swept away.An apology hit Finch, "Nathan, is it Grace who called you? I'm really sorry to disturb your rest so late."
Nathan patted Finch's palm resting on the armrest box lightly, "It's okay, who told you to be my best friend~ I came out to find you as soon as I received Grace's call, and Will also wanted to be with me. Blocked. Grace said you mentioned the World Trade Center before you left, I guessed you might be coming downtown, and I guessed right. Harold, what happened? We're worried about you."
Finch stared at his only friend in his life, and Nathan's blue eyes were filled with deep worry, which made his guard gradually relax.Some things should be said, right?If the other party is Nathan, as long as...except for the part about the strange dream...Finch carefully considered his words and began to talk about his "nightmare" tonight.
Finch spoke very slowly and paused from time to time, but Nathan showed great patience, without urging or interrupting, although he hesitated to speak a few times.After listening to Finch's narration, Nathan frowned, and kept tapping the steering wheel with the fingers of his left hand. The crisp clicking sound echoed in the silent car, "Harold, do you think you remember seeing the Twin Towers collapse with your own eyes?"
"Yeah, I clearly remember the whole scene, the two planes hitting the north tower and then the south tower, the people screaming, the explosion and the fire, and how the last two buildings collapsed."
"Harold, try to recall again, did you witness what you saw on the spot, or through video equipment such as TVs and monitors?" Nathan held Finch's shoulder, his voice was soft and low, as if with strange magic power, making Finch Involuntarily caught in the memory.
"It seems to be... TV?" Finch's eyes turned to the void outside the car window, and the raindrops in the sky could be clearly discerned against the streetlights.The originally chaotic memories gradually emerged with clear outlines, and then slowly many details began to emerge in my mind.
That's right, I was addicted to work that day, it should be the calculation of a certain equation.Then Nathan came to the office to look for him, he turned on the TV in the room, and the two of them sat there with a chair each, watching the terrible scene from the TV.The video was obviously edited and incoherent, so I didn't spend a long time watching it, let alone witnessing the scene from beginning to end as I imagined before.Now Finch can clearly recall Nathan's excitement when he rushed into the office, his own shock, the faint glow of the TV screen.
After thinking this through, Finch looked at Nathan in surprise, "I watched TV with you! Those horrible scenes were all watched from TV!"
Nathan's tense expression finally relaxed, showing a relieved smile, "Harold, as long as you can remember." "911" was a very famous movie back then, and we didn't have time to go to it because of work during its release. watch.So right after the DVD came out, I bought it to share with you, and we watched it in your office.And because watching the movie delayed your return home that day, Grace, who was pregnant at the time, was very angry.Do you remember these? "
In Nathan's narration, Finch's memory became clearer and clearer, "Yes, I remember it." He stared at his own reflection on the car window with some frustration, and he actually regarded the movies he had watched as real memories. It can no longer be explained by simple hallucinations.Can cervical spondylosis cause such serious symptoms? Finch doubts that.
A certain absurd idea suddenly flooded into his heart uncontrollably, if all of this, all of what Nathan said he thought of, did not really exist, only 911/[-] really happened. Finch was terrified by his own crazy thoughts.This means that he is completely denying his current life, everything around him is a lie, how can this be possible!How could the friends who were worried about him, the beloved wife and the spoiled daughter at home be all fake!
The palms resting on the thighs were clenched into fists, the body trembled involuntarily, and even the breathing became short of breath. Finch tried to control himself, repeating to himself Dr. Tillman's order: don't think too much, but fear still permeated all his thoughts.Why do I have such an idea? Finch thought desperately, trying to find a convincing reason for himself. "Thinking disorder", a word flashed through his mind like lightning.Could it be for this reason? Finch's heart suddenly tightened, and he quickly shook his head vigorously to drive this terrible thought out of his mind.
"Harold, you've been under too much pressure at work recently, I suggest you talk to Dr. Groves if you have time." Nathan probably didn't notice Finch's strange behavior, he asked for Finch's opinion while starting the car, "I'll send You go home, I'll make an appointment with Groves for you tomorrow, do you think it's okay?"
Nathan's words brought Finch back to reality from the panic, "No, no need," he felt his heart beating abnormally fast, "I'm fine, I just need to rest for a few days." He avoided Nathan's suspicious eyes, " Besides, I just took this opportunity to confirm my cervical spine physiotherapy plan with Dr. Tillman. Mr. Dean, you don't mind if I take the opportunity to skip work?" Finch pretended to be teasing, trying to hide his nervousness and dispel Nathan's doubts.
"You don't have to worry about the work in the department. I will find someone to take over the class for a few days." Nathan did not have too much doubt, the car drove smoothly on the road late at night, "Just take good care of your body, those messy things in school Leave it all to me."
Finch was surrounded by a deep sense of guilt. Nathan had always given him [-]% trust in this way, but he was hiding the actual situation from him. Finch tried his best to find excuses for his behavior. He didn't want Nathan to worry about him, and he didn't want it to affect his peaceful life.He tried to use these to convince himself that this was only a temporary last resort, he just needed a little more time, as long as he could return to normal...
Silence once again enveloped the entire car, only the windshield was swept rhythmically by the wipers, and the sound of brushing and rain intertwined, covering up the hustle and bustle of the still busy night city outside the car, and slowly soothing Finch's worries and apologies. mixed heart.
When Finch got home, the clock was past midnight.Unsurprisingly, however, Grace did not go back to the bedroom to go to bed. The red-haired beauty was half lying on the sofa in the living room in a nightgown, waiting for her husband's return.
"Harold, you're back!" Grace smiled happily when she saw Finch enter the door.She stood up and ran to Finch, carefully brushing the remaining water droplets from his shoulders, "Did Nathan find you? I called him as soon as you left the house..."
Seeing the concern and tenderness in Grace's eyes, Finch suddenly pulled his wife into his arms. How could this warm body and this fragrant body fragrance be illusory? "I'm sorry, Grace, I'm sorry, it's all my fault for making you worry." Finch repeatedly murmured an apology in Grace's ear, as if it wasn't enough to express the guilt in his heart.
Grace stretched out her arms and patted Finch's back lightly, as if comforting a child who had made a mistake. The silent tenderness comforted Finch, making his heart gradually calm.
"Where's the Machine?" Finch let go of Grace's arm, and carefully brushed the hair from her forehead behind her ears, "She should have fallen asleep, right?"
"Yes, she's already gone to bed. I didn't dare to tell the child about your going out, but I only informed Nathan."
Finch took his wife's hand, and the two went up to the second floor together. Finch noticed that the door of the Machine room opposite the master bedroom was still ajar, so he said softly to Grace, "I'll go see her first, you go back to the bedroom and wait for me."
Through the crack in the door, Finch could clearly see the scene inside the room.The lamp on the bedside table was still on, and under the dim light, the girl was wearing a strawberry-patterned long-sleeved pajamas, sleeping soundly with her back to the door.
After deliberating over and over again, Finch still sneaked into the room lightly.He tried his best to muffle the slight creaking of the door, so as not to wake the girl up.Close to the bed, staring at his daughter's long brown hair scattered on the pillow, and thinking of his wife still waiting in the bedroom, Finch's heart was completely soaked in sweet warmth.As long as there is this home that carries all his happiness, his loving wife and daughter, and his good friend Nathan who supports him no matter what the situation, he must persevere!
Everything will be fine, he silently encouraged himself in his heart.
Finch smiled, turned off the lamp, and quietly exited the room.Therefore, he failed to notice that his beloved daughter on the bed was not actually asleep.In the darkness, the girl's slender fingers tightly grasped the corner of the quilt, her bright and clear eyes were full of sorrow and fear.
Under Nathan's "cover", Finch managed to get a three-day vacation.On the one hand, he took this opportunity to contact Dr. Tillman to confirm that his first phase of physical therapy would start next week; on the other hand, he took this rare vacation to accompany his wife and daughter to play and shop in New York City.The family of three revisited the top sightseeing platform of the World Trade Center, and Machine was very happy about it. Grace received a TASAKI pearl necklace from her husband as an apology for the night before.And Finch himself found two out-of-print books that he had wanted for a long time in the second-hand bookstore he frequented, and the whole family enjoyed themselves.In such a comfortable atmosphere, all troubles and unhappiness seemed to have gone away from Finch. Even though there was still a shadow in his heart, it did not affect his normal life anymore.
Three days later, with a relaxed and happy mood, Finch returned to school, but unexpectedly welcomed an unexpected visitor in the office - his colleague, professor of psychology, Samantha Groves.
At that time, Finch had just finished a "Number Theory Basics" course, and when he returned to the office with the materials, he found that the young Professor Groves was sitting leisurely on the swivel armchair in front of his desk with his legs crossed.
The famous reputation of Professor Groves at New York University is not only due to the fact that she received a Ph.D. Much of it comes from the amazing beauty that is shared among students and young staff.At the moment, Professor Groves is dressed in formal attire. The white pinstriped dark purple shirt and smoke gray hip-wrapping suit perfectly show off her graceful figure. She wears a pair of clean black stilettos and has shiny brown wavy long hair. It poured down on his shoulders, his big and bright eyes looked forward, and he looked at Finch who started to daze when he saw him with a half-smile on his face.
Finch's daze was not due to seeing a beautiful woman at first glance.In his opinion, although Professor Groves is beautiful, he is far less elegant and pleasant than his wife Grace.He just didn't expect Groves to appear here. The Department of Mathematics and the Department of Psychology have never had much work overlap.After thinking about it, Finch put the "crime" on Nathan's head. He must be worried about his mental state, so he invited this person despite his own objections.
But deep down in Finch's heart was another little surprise that he couldn't express.It turns out that I have never noticed that my daughter's delicate nose, which does not resemble her parents, looks exactly like Groves!
TBC
Only then did Finch realize that the sky had started to drizzle at some point.Pedestrians on the street held up umbrellas, and under the reflection of street lights and neon lights, they looked like strange plants of various colors moving.He looked back at Nathan blankly, and didn't reply to his words, but stood there silently, letting the rain blur his vision.
"Damn it! Harold, what the hell are you doing!" Nathan cursed loudly regardless of his appearance, and ran forward quickly, taking off his windbreaker to cover the heads of the two of them, "Running to the World Trade Center in the middle of the night, why are you so crazy! "
The gabardine waterproof windbreaker covers the head heavily, and the combed cotton exudes a warm texture, which isolates the slightly chilly humid air and the noise of the outside world.In the dark, the scent of Nathan's usual cologne came faintly, accompanied by his steady and long breathing, miraculously slowly calming down Finch's chaotic mood.
"Harold, my car is parked over there. It's raining harder and harder, so let's get in the car first, okay?" Although the light was dim and Nathan's face could not be seen clearly, the calm and clear voice was in his ears, mixed with A little unusual care. Finch nodded after being silent for a long time, then came to his senses in an instant, and replied with difficulty: "Okay."
The two hurried into Nathan's Lincoln city, the air in the airtight compartment was cold and dry, which was very different from the wet world outside the car. Nathan took out a dry towel from the storage box in front of the passenger seat and threw it on Finch's head, "Hurry up and wipe yourself clean, or you will catch a cold easily." And he simply and rudely wiped off the hangover on his head and face with the front of the windbreaker. drops of water.
Finch silently picked up the towel and slowly wiped off the water stains on his glasses and face.The long-staple cotton face towel sweeps across the skin, leaving a soft touch, and the vision in front of the eyes turns from blurred to clear.It wasn't until this moment that Finch gradually regained his sense of reality, and the sense of unreality and alienation that had surrounded him since Grace mentioned the World Trade Center tonight slowly receded.However, the gap between memory and reality still exists, and Finch can't find any clues from his chaotic brain.He could only stare at the continuous stream of raindrops on the car window in bewilderment, as if doing so could clear up his inner thoughts.
"Harold, can you tell me what's going on now?" Nathan in the driver's seat pulled Finch's shoulders to make him turn slightly, and the two faced each other, their eyes met.
Finch hesitated for a moment, and Nathan in front of him looked like he had never seen before, with a tired and sad expression, and his usual high spirits were swept away.An apology hit Finch, "Nathan, is it Grace who called you? I'm really sorry to disturb your rest so late."
Nathan patted Finch's palm resting on the armrest box lightly, "It's okay, who told you to be my best friend~ I came out to find you as soon as I received Grace's call, and Will also wanted to be with me. Blocked. Grace said you mentioned the World Trade Center before you left, I guessed you might be coming downtown, and I guessed right. Harold, what happened? We're worried about you."
Finch stared at his only friend in his life, and Nathan's blue eyes were filled with deep worry, which made his guard gradually relax.Some things should be said, right?If the other party is Nathan, as long as...except for the part about the strange dream...Finch carefully considered his words and began to talk about his "nightmare" tonight.
Finch spoke very slowly and paused from time to time, but Nathan showed great patience, without urging or interrupting, although he hesitated to speak a few times.After listening to Finch's narration, Nathan frowned, and kept tapping the steering wheel with the fingers of his left hand. The crisp clicking sound echoed in the silent car, "Harold, do you think you remember seeing the Twin Towers collapse with your own eyes?"
"Yeah, I clearly remember the whole scene, the two planes hitting the north tower and then the south tower, the people screaming, the explosion and the fire, and how the last two buildings collapsed."
"Harold, try to recall again, did you witness what you saw on the spot, or through video equipment such as TVs and monitors?" Nathan held Finch's shoulder, his voice was soft and low, as if with strange magic power, making Finch Involuntarily caught in the memory.
"It seems to be... TV?" Finch's eyes turned to the void outside the car window, and the raindrops in the sky could be clearly discerned against the streetlights.The originally chaotic memories gradually emerged with clear outlines, and then slowly many details began to emerge in my mind.
That's right, I was addicted to work that day, it should be the calculation of a certain equation.Then Nathan came to the office to look for him, he turned on the TV in the room, and the two of them sat there with a chair each, watching the terrible scene from the TV.The video was obviously edited and incoherent, so I didn't spend a long time watching it, let alone witnessing the scene from beginning to end as I imagined before.Now Finch can clearly recall Nathan's excitement when he rushed into the office, his own shock, the faint glow of the TV screen.
After thinking this through, Finch looked at Nathan in surprise, "I watched TV with you! Those horrible scenes were all watched from TV!"
Nathan's tense expression finally relaxed, showing a relieved smile, "Harold, as long as you can remember." "911" was a very famous movie back then, and we didn't have time to go to it because of work during its release. watch.So right after the DVD came out, I bought it to share with you, and we watched it in your office.And because watching the movie delayed your return home that day, Grace, who was pregnant at the time, was very angry.Do you remember these? "
In Nathan's narration, Finch's memory became clearer and clearer, "Yes, I remember it." He stared at his own reflection on the car window with some frustration, and he actually regarded the movies he had watched as real memories. It can no longer be explained by simple hallucinations.Can cervical spondylosis cause such serious symptoms? Finch doubts that.
A certain absurd idea suddenly flooded into his heart uncontrollably, if all of this, all of what Nathan said he thought of, did not really exist, only 911/[-] really happened. Finch was terrified by his own crazy thoughts.This means that he is completely denying his current life, everything around him is a lie, how can this be possible!How could the friends who were worried about him, the beloved wife and the spoiled daughter at home be all fake!
The palms resting on the thighs were clenched into fists, the body trembled involuntarily, and even the breathing became short of breath. Finch tried to control himself, repeating to himself Dr. Tillman's order: don't think too much, but fear still permeated all his thoughts.Why do I have such an idea? Finch thought desperately, trying to find a convincing reason for himself. "Thinking disorder", a word flashed through his mind like lightning.Could it be for this reason? Finch's heart suddenly tightened, and he quickly shook his head vigorously to drive this terrible thought out of his mind.
"Harold, you've been under too much pressure at work recently, I suggest you talk to Dr. Groves if you have time." Nathan probably didn't notice Finch's strange behavior, he asked for Finch's opinion while starting the car, "I'll send You go home, I'll make an appointment with Groves for you tomorrow, do you think it's okay?"
Nathan's words brought Finch back to reality from the panic, "No, no need," he felt his heart beating abnormally fast, "I'm fine, I just need to rest for a few days." He avoided Nathan's suspicious eyes, " Besides, I just took this opportunity to confirm my cervical spine physiotherapy plan with Dr. Tillman. Mr. Dean, you don't mind if I take the opportunity to skip work?" Finch pretended to be teasing, trying to hide his nervousness and dispel Nathan's doubts.
"You don't have to worry about the work in the department. I will find someone to take over the class for a few days." Nathan did not have too much doubt, the car drove smoothly on the road late at night, "Just take good care of your body, those messy things in school Leave it all to me."
Finch was surrounded by a deep sense of guilt. Nathan had always given him [-]% trust in this way, but he was hiding the actual situation from him. Finch tried his best to find excuses for his behavior. He didn't want Nathan to worry about him, and he didn't want it to affect his peaceful life.He tried to use these to convince himself that this was only a temporary last resort, he just needed a little more time, as long as he could return to normal...
Silence once again enveloped the entire car, only the windshield was swept rhythmically by the wipers, and the sound of brushing and rain intertwined, covering up the hustle and bustle of the still busy night city outside the car, and slowly soothing Finch's worries and apologies. mixed heart.
When Finch got home, the clock was past midnight.Unsurprisingly, however, Grace did not go back to the bedroom to go to bed. The red-haired beauty was half lying on the sofa in the living room in a nightgown, waiting for her husband's return.
"Harold, you're back!" Grace smiled happily when she saw Finch enter the door.She stood up and ran to Finch, carefully brushing the remaining water droplets from his shoulders, "Did Nathan find you? I called him as soon as you left the house..."
Seeing the concern and tenderness in Grace's eyes, Finch suddenly pulled his wife into his arms. How could this warm body and this fragrant body fragrance be illusory? "I'm sorry, Grace, I'm sorry, it's all my fault for making you worry." Finch repeatedly murmured an apology in Grace's ear, as if it wasn't enough to express the guilt in his heart.
Grace stretched out her arms and patted Finch's back lightly, as if comforting a child who had made a mistake. The silent tenderness comforted Finch, making his heart gradually calm.
"Where's the Machine?" Finch let go of Grace's arm, and carefully brushed the hair from her forehead behind her ears, "She should have fallen asleep, right?"
"Yes, she's already gone to bed. I didn't dare to tell the child about your going out, but I only informed Nathan."
Finch took his wife's hand, and the two went up to the second floor together. Finch noticed that the door of the Machine room opposite the master bedroom was still ajar, so he said softly to Grace, "I'll go see her first, you go back to the bedroom and wait for me."
Through the crack in the door, Finch could clearly see the scene inside the room.The lamp on the bedside table was still on, and under the dim light, the girl was wearing a strawberry-patterned long-sleeved pajamas, sleeping soundly with her back to the door.
After deliberating over and over again, Finch still sneaked into the room lightly.He tried his best to muffle the slight creaking of the door, so as not to wake the girl up.Close to the bed, staring at his daughter's long brown hair scattered on the pillow, and thinking of his wife still waiting in the bedroom, Finch's heart was completely soaked in sweet warmth.As long as there is this home that carries all his happiness, his loving wife and daughter, and his good friend Nathan who supports him no matter what the situation, he must persevere!
Everything will be fine, he silently encouraged himself in his heart.
Finch smiled, turned off the lamp, and quietly exited the room.Therefore, he failed to notice that his beloved daughter on the bed was not actually asleep.In the darkness, the girl's slender fingers tightly grasped the corner of the quilt, her bright and clear eyes were full of sorrow and fear.
Under Nathan's "cover", Finch managed to get a three-day vacation.On the one hand, he took this opportunity to contact Dr. Tillman to confirm that his first phase of physical therapy would start next week; on the other hand, he took this rare vacation to accompany his wife and daughter to play and shop in New York City.The family of three revisited the top sightseeing platform of the World Trade Center, and Machine was very happy about it. Grace received a TASAKI pearl necklace from her husband as an apology for the night before.And Finch himself found two out-of-print books that he had wanted for a long time in the second-hand bookstore he frequented, and the whole family enjoyed themselves.In such a comfortable atmosphere, all troubles and unhappiness seemed to have gone away from Finch. Even though there was still a shadow in his heart, it did not affect his normal life anymore.
Three days later, with a relaxed and happy mood, Finch returned to school, but unexpectedly welcomed an unexpected visitor in the office - his colleague, professor of psychology, Samantha Groves.
At that time, Finch had just finished a "Number Theory Basics" course, and when he returned to the office with the materials, he found that the young Professor Groves was sitting leisurely on the swivel armchair in front of his desk with his legs crossed.
The famous reputation of Professor Groves at New York University is not only due to the fact that she received a Ph.D. Much of it comes from the amazing beauty that is shared among students and young staff.At the moment, Professor Groves is dressed in formal attire. The white pinstriped dark purple shirt and smoke gray hip-wrapping suit perfectly show off her graceful figure. She wears a pair of clean black stilettos and has shiny brown wavy long hair. It poured down on his shoulders, his big and bright eyes looked forward, and he looked at Finch who started to daze when he saw him with a half-smile on his face.
Finch's daze was not due to seeing a beautiful woman at first glance.In his opinion, although Professor Groves is beautiful, he is far less elegant and pleasant than his wife Grace.He just didn't expect Groves to appear here. The Department of Mathematics and the Department of Psychology have never had much work overlap.After thinking about it, Finch put the "crime" on Nathan's head. He must be worried about his mental state, so he invited this person despite his own objections.
But deep down in Finch's heart was another little surprise that he couldn't express.It turns out that I have never noticed that my daughter's delicate nose, which does not resemble her parents, looks exactly like Groves!
TBC
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