[Zhongyingmei] Hello stranger

Lucas, who had been squatting at Morgan's feet, happily followed him who caught a big fish and cheered, and barked a few times in agreement.But Shirley came back to her senses, looked up at Lucas circling around Morgan holding the fish in both hands, lowered her head and quickly drew her eyebrows, and moved the paintbrush down with a smile, "You are really energetic."

"Of course!" Morgan bent over carrying the fish, teasing Lucas.He quickly stood up straight and put the fish back into the lake, and smiled at her winkingly, "I'm a strong adult man!"

Shirley nodded amusedly, looked up at him seriously, lowered her head and continued to describe.And Morgan happened to see the eyes she looked at, and then realized belatedly, "Are you painting me?"

"Hmm..." Shirley answered with a drawn-out tone. She didn't look up at him satisfied until she saw a handsome nose bridge on the paper, "I'm almost done drawing it."

"You should have said in advance," Morgan made a few cool gestures earnestly, looked away at Shirley from her pretended melancholy eyes, saw her leaning forward and back with a smile, and then let go of the hand stroking her head, smiling. He took a few steps forward, "So that I can pose some handsome poses first!"

"You are already handsome, I just want to draw you more naturally." Shirley raised her eyebrows with a smile, casually turned the paintbrush in her hand and tapped it on her knees, she smiled and lowered her head to confirm the shape of her lips. "And... Anyway, you can read it after I finish drawing."

Seeing her hesitate to speak, Morgan smiled slightly, agreed aloud, picked up the fishing rod and continued fishing.After that, the two didn't talk any more, and Lucas just squatted obediently behind Morgan and occasionally whined a few times.

The atmosphere was quite peaceful, until the fish in the water gradually swam to the upper layer of the lake with the sun fading away, Shirley finally finished the picture scroll perfectly, "Okay... I'm done."

"Let me take a look," Morgan took back the fishing rod and put it on the boat board, wiped his hands with a tissue, and walked forward expectantly to take the sketchbook she handed over, and couldn't help but smile happily, "Oh, that's a really good drawing .It's so lifelike, it's amazing..."

Shirley chuckled and didn't speak. Morgan looked at himself happily spinning the fishing reel in the picture, and on the hook was a big fish rolling and splashing a lot.Not to mention that she portrayed his whole movements and demeanor very vividly, even the happy look of Lucas beside him was not sloppy at all.

He shook the sketchbook in his hand, and looked up at her who lowered her eyes slightly and curled her lips—from the perspective of herself in her painting, he was almost synonymous with unfettered in her heart.He twitched the corners of his lips and handed the book back to her, "It's my honor to be the prototype of your paintings."

"I'm glad you think so." Shirley took the sketchbook in her hand, stood sideways, and smiled at him regretfully, "However, since I have drawn countless people, I don't think this is the case. nothing."

"Oh Shirley! Did you hear my heartbreaking voice just now?" Morgan smiled aggrievedly and raised his head to touch her shoulder. Seeing that she was amused by his exaggerated expression, he withdrew his hand and straightened his smile, "Anyway, Thank you very much."

Shirley looked at him intently for a while, then tore off the page from the sketchbook and handed it to him, "But I never sent out the drawing."

Morgan's eyes lit up, he rubbed his palms happily, and took the drawing paper.After looking at it for a few more times before he could think about how to bring it home, he frowned and looked up at her, "But you are missing from the picture."

I'm afraid anyone will take it for granted that the artist does not need or have her in the painting, and even Shirley only reacted to it.Frowning and smiling, she took back the drawing paper, and she picked the lower left corner, which happened to represent her position on the ship, and signed her name, "Okay, I'm here."

Morgan took a look at it, raised his hand to take off the cherry blossoms in her hair and held it in his hand, "You don't mind if I make up for it?"

Shirley's learning to paint was an involuntary act, and she didn't have the firm sense of protection of the original works of a few artists in her heart.He just frowned puzzledly, and handed him the paintbrush with a puzzled smile, "I don't really mind..."

Morgan squatted down confidently, borrowed a sketchbook from her and put it on the seat.Spread the page of drawing paper carefully, spread out her left hand and put the cherry blossom above her signature position, carefully copying along the edge, still muttering, "Derek Morgan, this is very simple , you can do well..."

Shirley leaned over him and watched, listening to his subtle self-encouragement, she couldn't help but covered her mouth and smiled.The other party was quite serious, without any interference from the outside world, and quickly traced the shape of the cherry blossoms.After letting out a sigh of relief, he moved away from Sakura, and he turned to look at her quite self-sufficiently, "It's not bad, is it?"

"Well, it's not bad..." Shirley nodded and smiled cooperatively, took the paintbrush back from his hand, and a few random strokes made it a little more beautiful, "It's really the finishing touch."

It was obvious that the other party was not complimenting him, Morgan put her lips into a smile, and put that page into the sketchbook after she picked up the pen.She got up and took the paintbrush in her hand and put it into the bag together. After putting it down, she turned around and packed the fishing gear, "It's time to get ready to go back to shore."

Shirley agreed, and he and he were not too impatient to row back to the shore.Instead, we walked half a circle along the lake to the south, and by the way, watched the majestic and elegant Thomas Jefferson Memorial from a distance.

After landing, Shirley originally just sent Morgan home.But the other party expressed that he wanted to take her to the restaurant that failed to make it at noon to taste the taste, and she happily accepted it.

The two took Lucas into the restaurant, and followed the waiter into the private room.As soon as Shirley entered the door, she saw a glass bottle of red roses in the center of the dining table. She couldn't help frowning and looked away, walked to the table and sat down.

The waiter presented the menu, and Morgan pushed it in front of Shirley, "See what you want to eat, or ask me for a recommendation."

Shirley raised her head slightly and smiled as naturally as possible, but the image of the red rose was still unavoidable in her eyes.Turning to the front page, she stared at it blankly for a long time, and finally couldn't help but look up at the waiter on the left.He frowned awkwardly and smiled, raised his hand to indicate the approximate location of the glass bottle on the right, "I'm sorry, but would you mind taking it away first?"

"That rose?" The waiter responded so quickly that she was relieved.Seeing her nodding, the other party subconsciously looked at Morgan who was also puzzled sitting opposite her.I mistakenly thought that she was dissatisfied with the quality of the roses, so she explained with a gentle smile, "The roses we put out are fresh every day, but if you think there is a problem, I can change another one."

Shirley patiently listened to her, and smiled at her, "Thank you. I also believe it is very fresh, but I don't like extra things on the table. So... sorry for your trouble."

"Oh." The waiter was stunned for a moment, and when he subconsciously looked at Morgan, he saw the other party gesturing, and then stepped forward to pick up the glass bottle cleverly, "Okay, I'll be back soon."

Although Shirley's excuse was perfect, Morgan noticed that she looked down quickly after the waiter picked up the glass bottle, obviously not wanting to even look at the rose.And Shirley was also very aware that her strange behavior would arouse his curiosity, so she simply waited for the waiter to walk out and raised her head bluntly, and smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I don't like roses."

Hearing what she said relentlessly, Morgan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "I thought every woman would like roses."

Shirley looked down at the menu and couldn't help laughing, "Yeah, maybe I'm a little weird."

"Or it's just special." Considering her choice of words, Morgan smiled and continued without following the topic.Instead, she stretched out her hand pretending to be ignorant, pointed to the page she happened to turn to, and recommended it intentionally, "The curry chicken here is good, and it can just make up for your regret that you didn't taste the curry before."

Shirley felt a little helpless about his temptation, looked up at his innocent and serious expression but couldn't help laughing, "Of course you can place an order if you want to eat. But because I don't like curry, so No regrets at all."

"That's it. Forget it, I'm not very interested in this dish, I just thought you'd like to try it." Morgan nodded and smiled suddenly, it turned out that the other party hated curry rather than seafood, "But let's talk Come back, there are quite a lot of things you don't like..."

The waiter just knocked on the door and came in. Shirley glanced at him with a smile, but didn't answer.After ordering, he handed the menu back to Morgan, who added a few dishes randomly, and the waiter said goodbye politely.

Without the existence of that rose, Xue Li seemed to be much more relaxed. She leaned casually on the edge of the table, smiled and thought for a while, "Is there any? It seems that there are only two of them."

"I don't know..." Successfully bringing the topic back, Morgan didn't delve into her answer, but leaned back on the chair with great interest and stared at her for a moment, "But if you don't like roses, then What kind of flower do you like?"

Morgan didn't care how Shirley, who was just about to speak, would answer, and suggested with a smirk, "Why don't you let me guess?"

Not knowing that the other party came prepared, Shirley closed her mouth in bewilderment, nodded to signal him to say, but saw him propose with an expression of determination: "If I guess right, can I satisfy you?" My little wish?"

Shirley lowered her head in a funny way, raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "That depends on what your wish is."

Morgan nodded understandingly, "Actually, I just want to ask you a small question."

Before Shirley could speak, Morgan quickly reminded with a smile, "Don't say the same thing a second time."

"Okay..." Shirley frowned and smiled, and could only nod her head reluctantly.Thinking that even as a profiler, he would not find out his preferences so easily, so he was relieved, "But there is only one chance."

Morgan smiled smugly, "Lavender."

"Why..." Xue Li was a little puzzled, and suddenly recalled that she met him in the gym in the morning, and waved her hands weakly and smiled, "Okay, you saw my tattoo."

The meaning of the rose is more clear. Morgan felt that the tattoo matter could be put aside for now, and he twisted his upper body with a proud smile, "Anyway, I seized the opportunity."

Seeing his embarrassing look, Shirley smiled willingly, "Okay, okay, what do you want to know?"

She stopped laughing, and Morgan stared straight at her, "It's nothing serious, I'm just curious why you hate roses."

With a smile on her face, Shirley raised her hands and sat down on the table, "Then I can tell you a story."

At least the other party didn't show rejection, Morgan hooked the corners of his lips loosely.Also sat up straight, waiting intently for the story that was mostly irrelevant but could at least show some clues, "I'm listening."