[Criminal Minds] The Man in the Mirror

Hotch hadn't been in for a few weeks, and made a brief call to say he was going to work.Yao Sulin knew about his professional background, and she didn't have a habit of prying into other people's privacy, so she didn't ask much.

Hotch's life was back on track, and he was greeted by colleagues and cases rushing towards him. He greeted him and was about to go back to the office, but found Reid chasing him from behind, with messy documents piled up in front of him like the Leaning Tower of Pisa.

Hotch pushed the file in, and he heard him stumbling and asking, Hotch, are you okay.

Hotch motioned him to continue, and he said it's fine, I wanted to introduce you to a psychiatrist before, um, it's a Chinese, female.

"I'm fine, thank you. Has the case gone well with Morgan's time?" Hotch resumed his workaholic nature.

Recalling the previous experience, Hotch suddenly felt like a dream. The sun was shining through the dark curtains, and books mixed with Chinese and English were scattered on the floor-to-ceiling windows. He went to the bookshelf and flipped through them casually. Yao Sulin made tea and waited quietly for him to speak. After killing half the afternoon, he said goodbye, and it was time for Jack to leave school at that time.A daydream that was too good to be true, he readily accepted.

He still hadn't told her about Haley, not yet.

"Are you back?" Yao Sulin didn't raise her head, she recognized Hotch's footsteps.

Hotch comes often but the time becomes uncertain, and the unexpected situation makes the plan change frequently. Although he tries to avoid Yao Sulin's working hours, Yao Sulin can still spare a few full afternoons in the hectic, and ask him to take the leftovers next time. Save time with Jack, children always have to stay with their families.

Hotch was naturally grateful to the point of guilt, knowing the value of a few afternoons to a psychiatrist.She insisted, though, that he was a client, not the kind of person who wanted to throw hundreds of dollars in her face, the type of patient she hated.

The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and the friendship between villains is sweet;If there is no reason to join, then there is no reason to separate. ①

"tea?"

"The investigation passed by Chinatown, and I heard that it was oolong tea made in China."

"Oriental beauty, Taiwanese. ②" Yao Sulin smiled helplessly, "What the Queen of England has tasted, Mr. Hotchner, you don't have to..."

"Bring me a drink?"

"Don't underestimate Chinese tea, Mr. Hotchner," Yao Sulin chatted with him while waiting for the water to boil, "Tea can be used to practice Taoism, and tea can be used to achieve elegance. ③ Ancient Chinese scholar-bureaucrats regarded drinking tea as a practice. "

"So we are practicing?"

"Indeed, how do you feel about your cultivation?"

Hotch returned to the silent state again, he took a sip without noticing, the pain felt from the coating of his tongue to his heart, fortunately it wasn't very hot.

"I have...a knot in my heart that you said, I think."

"It's your wife." Yao Sulin's rare honorific, "Did she die of illness?"

"No, Haley was killed, I was late."