[CM] THE CASE

When love taps on the shoulder, even a man who usually dismisses poetry and painting will become a poet. - Plato

Griffith had expected his vacation to be boring and lonely, but instead spent the first three days of the vacation preparing for the speech Nelson would cram him.It doesn't feel so lonely to be busy, and in a sense, Nelson also helps Griffith.

At noon on the fourth day, Griffith opened the refrigerator door and saw the empty freezer, only to belatedly realize that he hadn't gone out for three days.

Griffith turned back into the bedroom and changed into his coat.

The prices of fresh fruits and vegetables in American supermarkets are not cheap, especially the ingredients suitable for Chinese food.So Griffith usually buys ingredients at the restaurant where he used to work, which is the one he took Reid to last time.The boss is very friendly to these compatriots who are working hard in the United States. He usually saves more ingredients when buying ingredients, and the price for them is much lower than that of supermarkets.As long as you call in advance, the boss will pack it for you, and occasionally the proprietress is in a good mood, and she will even send some homemade pickled sauerkraut.

Griffith didn't get pickles, but the proprietress packed him a box of dried fish.Just as he was leaving the restaurant with his things in his arms, his phone rang.

He struggled to free one hand, and his posture was so weird that he couldn't see the caller ID at all: "Hello, who is it?"

Reid has been thinking about Garcia's words for the past few days.

Garcia said a lot at the bar that night, Reid picked and picked, and only one sentence was useful-she said: "Men should take the initiative."

Reid has never been in a relationship, never chased someone, let alone been chased, at most he has flirted in nightclubs and other places.Therefore, he was at a loss as to how to develop a serious love relationship.

After referring to countless love tutorials on the Internet that cannot be verified, Reid hesitated again and again, and called Morgan for help.

He was on the phone for a while, Morgan was sleeping soundly with the beautiful woman in his arms, and was almost startled by the phone ringing, instinctively thinking that something serious happened, and even the beautiful woman had no time to comfort her before she got connected: "What happened? "

Reid was taken aback by his serious tone: "Huh?"

Morgan rubbed his face, trying to regain his senses: "What's the matter with you calling?"

"Oh, I, I want to ask you a question."

Morgan's brain was running fast: the tone was slightly tense, and there was no problem with the choice of words.As a result, the heartbeat faltered and fell back to normal frequency.

Morgan breathed a sigh of relief, and said impatiently, "What's the problem?"

"Well... that's..." Reid stumbled, "that's, how do I pursue someone?"

Morgan then forgave Reid for disturbing his sleep at seven o'clock in the morning, asked him to meet at the cafe at three o'clock in the afternoon, and blackmailed him for a cup of coffee.

"Seven in the morning is not too early!" Reid protested, "This is the usual time to wake up for work!"

"That's waking up for work, not for vacation." Morgan was rude, "You ruined my date."

Reid asked for help, so he had to shut up.

Morgan put on a professional gossip pose and asked, "Tell me about it."

Reid blinked: "What?"

"Tell me what kind of person the other person is, so that I can give advice." Morgan said seriously.

Reid couldn't expose Griffith, he couldn't even say he was a man, so he could only vaguely say, "It's...a more introverted person."

"Introverted girls are easy to be impressed." Morgan asked again, "How is your relationship?"

Reid thought for a while: "It's a good friend."

"This situation is more troublesome. You have to show that you are good to her, and you have to make her realize that you want to be more than just friends with her." Morgan gestured, "You have to be careful with this."

Reid nodded half understanding.

"You can't be in a hurry, but you can't keep crossing the line. You have to be different from her other friends, otherwise she will treat you equally." Morgan thought for a while, "You haven't confessed yet, have you?"

Reid shook his head, feeling his ears burn.Fortunately, Morgan couldn't see it because of the cover of hair.

"Be romantic when you confess, but don't be too ostentatious. Don't you know how to do magic? Girls like magic, so you should use it when you confess."

Reid shook his head desperately: "No, the confession is still too far away."

He didn't even know if Griffith was willing to accept a man's advances.

Morgan smiled and said, "I'm just suggesting that there's really no rush to confess. It's just a vacation, so spend more time with her. We are in this profession, and we travel all year round, so it's not suitable for a stable relationship. But I wish you well."

This is not a big problem.However, it is rare that there is no case, so we must take good care of it.

That's why Reid made the call.

He kept running around the room.He usually wouldn't be nervous when talking to Griffith, at most he was in a delicate mood.However, this time his motives were not pure, and he felt guilty: "Well... good afternoon."

"Reid?" Griffith was a little surprised, "What's the matter?"

"I...cough, no, nothing." Reid forgot all the words he had prepared, "I, I think, if you have nothing to do on vacation, can you teach me Chinese?"

Griffith wondered: "Huh?"

Then he was overwhelmed by Reid's words: "It's just that I have nothing to do during the holidays. I have always been interested in Chinese before. The effect of self-study is not good. I can't find someone to learn Chinese with. And the best way to learn a language is in a language environment. Although There is no such environment, but it would be much better to have someone whose native language is Chinese to help. You, cough cough, are you free?"

Griffith thought for a while, and said tactfully, "I am willing, but I am preparing a speech recently..."

Reid hurriedly interrupted him: "I can help!"

Sounds like a good proposition.And Reid's withdrawal reaction has always been Griffith's heart disease, there are legitimate reasons to contact Reid, and Griffith agreed.

Reid covered the microphone and let out a small cheer.Then he made a second request: "Then I treat you to a meal as a thank you gift?"

Griffith can see all the ingredients without looking down, especially the small box of dried fish on the top

"No, I asked you to come and help me prepare a speech. How dare I ask you to treat me? If you don't mind, come to my house and I will cook?"

Reid's heart skipped a beat when he heard he was going to his house.After all, home is a private space that contains a lot of information.This information might not be obvious to others, but Reid is a profiler, and no one is better at it than a profiler.

Reid agreed.

Griffith made an appointment with him, gave him his address, and hung up.But he thought about it and bought a fork on the way home.

On the other hand, Reid is struggling with what Christmas present to give.

Morgan's proposals were all about cosmetics or jewelry, which Griffith certainly didn't need.And the book is too lacking in novelty.Maybe bring some food?But what does Griffith like to eat?

Reid covered his face in desperation—didn't know.

He doesn't know what Griffith likes to eat, doesn't know what color Griffith likes, doesn't know what song Griffith likes... except for work, he doesn't know anything.

"Still book insurance," Reid thought, "and just add a Christmas card."

Then, what to write on the greeting card?

After one thing is entangled, there is the next one.Until the appointed time, Reid was still uneasy.

But as soon as he entered the door, Reid was stunned before "Merry Christmas" came out.

Because there's nothing Christmassy about Griffith's house.

"Merry Christmas," Griffith said with a smile. "Welcome."

Reid asked blankly: "You don't celebrate Christmas?"

"Well, I'm only celebrating Chinese New Year." Griffith greeted, "Come in and sit down, the meal will take time. Do you drink water or tea?"

"Tea, thank you." Reid said, disappointedly holding out the beautifully wrapped gift, "This is a Christmas present, Merry Christmas."

"Thank you." Griffith took it in surprise, "I'll make tea, you can do whatever you want."

Reid sat on the sofa in an orderly manner, but his eyes flicked around unruly.

He found that the living room didn't have a photo, didn't have a decorative painting, and even the furnishings were pitiful.It is not so much a home as a residence, no different from a hotel.

Griffith brings a pot of fruit tea.

"I remember you like sweet ones. But you can't add sugar to your tea, try fruit tea? It's delicious and you can take a few packs with you." Griffith said while handing over a greeting card. "Also, sorry, no presents are prepared."

"Ah, it's okay." Reid took it with both hands, "I didn't know you were celebrating Christmas..."

"It used to be, but now I don't want to be so troublesome alone." Griffith pointed to the door of the house, "Just hang a meaning on the door."

Reid pursed his lips: "It sounds like you've always been alone?"

"It will be when I'm an adult, I can take care of myself." Griffith said while turning on the TV, "I'm still not doing well, you watch TV. Help me rehearse my speech after dinner? I'm going on stage tomorrow."

"Where are you going to speak tomorrow?"

"training centre."

Reid made a note secretly and decided to eavesdrop tomorrow.

Griffith didn't know what was going on in Reid's mind, and went back to the kitchen to cook. Seeing that there was no sign of him coming out, Reid couldn't help but smirked at the greeting card.

I bought the greeting card from somewhere, and Santa Claus was printed a bit out of place, with his head crooked.But Griffith's handwriting on the back is beautiful.He wrote "Merry Christmas" simply and clearly, and signed a subtle smiling face.It's a pity that the greeting card couldn't fit into the wallet. Reid looked at it many times and put it in the satchel, planning to go home and get a frame for the photo.

It was a gift from Griffith after all.

The author has something to say: Happy Valentine's Day, Happy New Year~(*'▽'*)?