Lance was a little reserved.

Yes, he was a little reserved.

Because he's on a plane to Nevada, on his way to Red's hometown.

Rhett, who obviously promised to take him home, has the wrong style of painting, and his good vacation has been ruined, so he is unhappy.

Red leaned back in his seat with his eyes closed, but Lance occasionally looked sideways at his slightly trembling eyelashes and knew that he was just closing his eyes and not asleep at all.

The beautiful stewardess walked by pushing the cart, and Lance raised his hand.

The stewardess stopped beside Lance, bent down slightly and whispered, "Is there anything you need, sir?"

"Trouble with a glass of juice. ”

The stewardess nodded, picked up a glass of juice from the cart and handed it over.

Lance took it with a smile, "Thank you." Then he reached out and nudged Red.

Red opened his eyes as if he was startled, and Lance handed him the juice, "Drink some and get some sleep." ”

Red lowered his eyes, "Thank you." He pursed his lips, "Actually...... Actually, I would like it to be a coffee ...... more than juice."

"What you need right now is sleep, not pick-me-up, Spencer. Lance's hand didn't retract, "Don't ink, if you don't take it, others will think I'm coaxing my little lover." ”

"......" Rhett's fingers trembled, but he still took the juice and brought it to his mouth to take a sip, the pure sweet taste with a hint of sourness, it felt like eating fruit candy, not bad.

"Well, I didn't like to drink juice for a while, it felt like a woman and a child drink. Lance licked his lips and took out a piece of candy from his pocket, peeled off the candy wrapper, looked up and saw Rhett's just staring, chuckled twice and stuffed the candy into his mouth, "I'll give it to you after I get off the plane, now you're drinking juice, and drinking juice after eating sugar has a bitter taste." ”

Red blinked in disguise, returning his attention to the juice.

"And then?" he asked.

"What?" asked Lance rhetorically.

"What you just said. Red looked up again, "That's not a complete sentence, I thought you should have something to say." ”

"Oh~" Lance reached out and poked his cheek twice, "Later, I heard from a teacher that the preservatives in the drinks that people drink will stick to the bones, and children will get leukemia if they drink too much, so I listed many drinks on the market as undrinkable." ”

Red's hand paused, and Lance looked at the juice in his hand.

"Don't worry. Lance laughed again, "I just saw them use a juicer there, little doctor." ”

Red looked at the juice in his hand again, then raised his head and drank the juice in the cup, "Noah, you are so ......"

"I know I'm a good person. Lance moved his tongue and took the sugar from his mouth to the other side, and Red saw a round ** on his cheek moving around.

"No, you're not really a good person in my eyes. Red set the cup aside and said seriously.

Lance frowned, the little doctor has been getting more and more difficult to play tricks on lately.

After about ten minutes, Red still didn't fall asleep, he obviously had something on his mind, Lance didn't speak, he hugged his arm and looked at the watch in his hand, the current watch is really not suitable for his current job, after all, he always goes out for a run, and he has to dance with the suspect with a dangerous weapon at every turn (mistake), he has only been wearing it for two months, and there are already many scratches on his watch that looks very attractive.

It's not practical, change the brand.

Lance thought.

That's when Red spoke, "Noah." ”

Lance immediately looked up and asked with his eyes.

"Well, I haven't lived in my house for a long time, so we should go to a hotel. Red's eyes flashed, and the words were very apprehensive, "Also, I have some things I want to do, but I'll go back to play games with you in the evening, although I don't know how to play them." ”

"It's just a mouse and keyboard. Lance automatically filtered the information in Red's words, "But it doesn't sound right to stay in a hotel in your hometown." ”

Red lowered his head.

"None of that is a problem, though. Lance said that he was still very caring as a little partner, "I am very good to support~"

Red looked up suddenly, "I, that, I ......"

"I know you've been drawn to my empathy. Lance waved his hand, "Actually, I'm attracted to myself too." ”

Red took a breath and didn't speak again.

Lance also sighed silently, the members of the BAU do not profile each other, but Rhett's current cousin does not need to be profiled at all to know that his feelings for his hometown are very special, or that his feelings for his home are very entangled, and he is unwilling to return there, but he has a faint expectation.

After getting off the plane, Lance followed Rhett, the two took a car, Rhett found a good hotel, maybe it was to take special care of Lance, this hotel is wireless, Lance put the luggage ** on the sofa, and then looked at the room.

A not too big bed, with a clean color, overall not bad.

There was a small door in the room, and Lance thought it was the bathroom, so he walked over and opened it.

Huh, there's a room?

Rhett put down his luggage and said, "There are no two single rooms in this hotel, there are only a few such rooms, and we will stay in one room." ”

Lance raised an eyebrow, "Does it have to be staying here?"

Red's eyes dodged for a moment, and his voice lowered, "I'm sorry if...... If you live here, Noah, I can ......."

Lance: "Little Doctor, do you know how Gordon will react when you see you now?"

Red looked up, looking innocent and confused.

"He will surely grab me by the collar and shake me and shake and shake until I see the angel. Lance straightened his face, "You're bullying Spencer again, aren't you?"

Red couldn't help but retort, "Gordon wouldn't do that......"

"Alright. Lance sighed and walked over to the couch to pick up his luggage, "I sleep in the inner room, and it's best not to open the door after I'm asleep, so if there's a personal problem that must be solved before you fall asleep, you know." ”

Red nodded, "I won't be coming back very late, maybe early in the morning......"

"Uh-huh~" Lance nodded as he listened, "Of course you have to come back early, I'm waiting for you to play games with me~"

Rhett was tidying up outside, Lance was tidying up inside, opening the window, and the view from the outside was very nice, probably because there was a nursing home nearby.

Lance narrowed his eyes, he could probably guess something by now, he had heard something at the counter just now, many of the people living in this hotel were people who came to see their relatives living in the nursing home. If I go back to my hometown and don't go home, I run to this hotel to live, and I will go out during the day, so I think my relatives are in a nursing home.

Maybe in Rhett's eyes, this is a disgraceful thing, tsk, in whose eyes is a glorious thing for a loved one with mental problems?

Lance opened the window to let in fresh air, turned around and opened his luggage** and took out his computer.

Carefully placing it on the table, Lance was excited to turn on the machine and play for a while, when he caught a glimpse of Rhett's pestle at the door.

He covered his face, "Little Doctor, you really look like a wooden piece with a grimace painted on it, oh, no offense." Lance was about to cry, "We're so acquainted, what can I say directly, really!"

Red took a deep breath, "I didn't mean to hide it. ”

"......" doesn't understand.

"Actually, me, me, my mother. ”

Lance: "Spencer. ”

Red froze, his brown eyes full of frustration.

"Come in and sit?" Lance turned his chair around and saw that Red had walked in, "Sit on the bed." ”

“......”

When Red sat down, Lance smashed his mouth, "Spencer, what do you think of me?"

"I ...... I, that, you, you...... You're good, you're good. Red licked his lips, incoherent at Lance's question, "I, actually...... That"

"Stop!" the corners of Lance's mouth twitched, he didn't expect Red to react so much, "I'm your friend now, am I?"

"Yes, yes!" Red forced himself to compose.

"I already said when I entered BAU that I had paranoia of victimization and was under a lot of psychological pressure. "For me, mental illness is not something to be ashamed of. ”

Red's shoulders collapsed.

"I'm not going to say it. "We can pretend that nothing has happened, and we can still have fun while I'm normal. ”

"I ...... I just ......," Red snorted twice, "I'm sorry." ”

"It's fine. Lance smiled, "You can act~Wait for you to come back and brush the book~"

"I want to ask you to go buy a gift with me. Red scratched his hair, "Nevada is a nice environment, I mean ......"

"Okay~"

Then Lance closes the computer and goes out with Red, much to Lance's surprise, it turns out that Red is taking him to a bookstore.

Of course, it wasn't the comic shop that Lance frequented, it was a bookstore that bought literary books, and the clerk seemed to know Rhett and even said hello to him when he came in.

"Hey~ handsome guy, did you bring your boyfriend this time?"

Red: "...... He, he's not my ......"

"Alright, little doctor, hurry up. Lance pushed Rhett's back and walked in, "It's good if you bring a girl over next time." ”

Red pursed his lips and walked in with his body obediently.

"Is there anything you particularly like?" Lance picked up a book casually, thought the cover was very good, opened it and looked at it, or the font or something he liked.

Red's ears were a little red, but he replied as sternly as he could, "Margaery Kemp, it's my mother's favorite." ”

Lance nodded, then continued to read the book in his hand.

"Noah, can you help me find it?" Rhett looked a little helpless, "I followed the rules of this bookstore and couldn't find it." ”

"Yes. Lance nodded, not taking his eyes off the page, but said, "All we have to do now is find a quiet place to sit down, and then wait until I finish this book, this book is ......"

"Huh?"

"I saw, well, no offense. Lance raised an eyebrow and flipped the page again, "It still doesn't feel right." ”

"But I haven't found the book yet. "Red was a little embarrassed.

"I found it, Little Doctor. Lance took the time to raise his hand, "I'm watching~"

Red: "......"

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