[Zhongyingmei] Convict you

Everyone in the restaurant has been evacuated, and the special seems to need some psychological counseling.

The proprietress sat on the chair weakly, her abdomen was aching, so she could only caress her stomach, as if trying to calm him down, she was still in shock, looking at the broken glass window, thinking maybe it would be safe The company can give some compensation.

"Are you okay? Lovely lady." Ryan noticed that the proprietress' complexion was not good. The boss was not in the store, maybe she was out shopping for ingredients.Like a magic trick, Ryan conjured a delicate little flower from his hand, "I give it to you, I hope it can bring you good luck."

The proprietress took the flower, her blue eyes fixed on Ryan's handsome face, and said, "Thank you."

Ryan showed a slightly shy smile, and then turned to say goodbye to Red and Hodge.

Seeing Ryan getting into the red convertible sports car, Reid felt a little unbelievable. After all, Ryan had shown an image of a well-educated elite before. If it was his car, he should choose a relatively low-key car.And Ryan is not like those nouveau riche who are strong on the outside and empty on the inside. He is a truly cultivated person. It is hard for Reid to imagine that such a person would own such a car.

It makes people feel that it is an unusual contradiction.

"It's time to go, babykid." The chocolate-colored handsome man Morgan walked up to Rhett's side, stretched out his hand and patted Rhett's shoulder, as if reminding him that it's time to get back to his senses.Reid withdrew his gaze, followed Morgan and left.

I don't know why, looking at the BAU people who are getting farther and farther through the rearview mirror, Ryan always has a feeling that he will meet again eventually.

Baltimore is a city rich in history, but also has modern facilities.

Ryan parked on the side of the road, he got out of the car, and entered a flower shop. What attracted Ryan the most was not its decoration, on the contrary, its decoration was extremely simple. The customers are really not very attractive, but this is what made Ryan choose this store.

Of course, a more important reason is that when Ryan walked into the flower shop, the woman he saw in front of the counter was blind, and the woman's eyes seemed to have turned into cloudy crystals, but it was this slightly weird scene that endowed the woman with Feeling a strange sense of beauty, she stood surrounded by flowers, lowering her eyes.

"Hello." Ryan greeted, knowing that the woman could not see, so he tried his best to slow down his voice, so as not to bring unnecessary vigilance to the woman, "I want a bouquet of roses."

"Okay, sir." The woman showed a gentle smile, and her face looked a little rosy. She quickly wrapped up a bouquet of roses and handed them to Ryan. The thorns on the rose branches had been cut off. At the same time , When Ryan was bearing roses, he noticed the fine wounds on the woman's fingertips.

"Is it for a lover?" The woman asked, her voice was unusually soft, reminding Ryan of the scene when his mother was telling stories by his bedside when he was a child, Ryan shook his head and said, "No, I want to Give it to my loved ones."

"Really?" The woman looked a little surprised, but she still expressed the hope that he would come next time with her usual expression.

"Can you give me another bouquet of roses? There is no need to cut off the thorns of the roses. After all, a large part of the reason why roses are so beautiful comes from their thorns."

Hearing Ryan's words, the woman smiled approvingly, and she wrapped another bunch of thorny roses for Ryan, and said sincerely when handing it to Ryan: "I wish you happiness, sir."

When he said this, Ryan felt a kind of sadness, which came from the blind woman in front of him, so after taking the rose, he handed the rose back to the woman's hand, and said: "The same , share half of my happiness with you, and may life treat you kindly."

The woman lowered her eyes, put the rose under her nose and sniffed lightly.

After Ryan paid the money, he left. He put the rose on the co-pilot, and then drove to the suburbs.

Uncle Ryan's name is Mike Kaman, and the Kaman family was considered one of the best in Baltimore at that time, but now with the decrease in the number of people, the glory is no longer what it used to be.

Crossing a country road, Ryan parked the car in front of a villa.

After getting out of the car, with the gift and the rose, Ryan walked to the door and rang the doorbell.

"Waitaminute!" A male voice came from inside the door. Ryan stood quietly in front of the door, looking up at the beautiful scenery.

"Hello?" After the man opened the door and saw Ryan, the initial smile gradually froze on his face, and then slowly disappeared. His eyes were a little disgusted, and he didn't invite Ryan in, but just let him in. He stood in front of the door and walked into the room to get things by himself.

"Is it Uncle Ryan?" A seven-year-old girl ran over and bumped into Ryan's arms. Her bright eyes stared at the gift box in Ryan's hand.

"Of course, this is for you, my little Princess Anne." Ryan knelt on the ground on one knee, handed the gift to Anne, and left a kiss on Anne's forehead.

Annie also returned a big kiss on Lane's face, and Lane handed the rose to Annie, saying: "Take this to your mother, hope this will make your mother feel better"

Annie nodded fiercely, and couldn't wait to get into the room.Ryan put his hands in his pockets, waiting boredly.

"I found this when I was packing up my father's belongings." My cousin's name is Nick, and he is a gloomy guy. Of course, this is just Ryan's malicious description of him. After all, no one likes a guy who hates himself.Nick handed a document to Ryan, "This is something that belongs to my aunt. She has an apartment in Baltimore, and now it belongs to you."

As he said that, he threw the key to Ryan, as if he was driving something away, and was about to close the door to let Ryan leave.

Before the door closed, Ryan resisted. He looked at Nick standing inside through the crack of the door, and said with a rare show of weakness: "Why do you hate me so much? It's been so many years, hasn't it?"

Nick didn't speak. He pursed his lips to show his displeasure. It seemed that Ryan's words hit his sore spot. He said viciously, "Don't bother my family in the future. We have nothing to say to you."

In this way, a conversation ended with the sound of the door.

Ryan stood in front of the door, feeling a little bored. Looking at the file bag and the key in his hand, he decided to look for the apartment first.

Before starting the car, Ryan took one last deep look at the villa, and then left.

To be honest, Ryan only entered the villa three times, and all of them were when his mother was still alive.At the beginning, the grandfather did not agree with the mother to marry the father, but the mother actually made an act of elopement, forcing the grandfather to accept their marriage, but later, everything changed. Starting from the death of the mother, the whole family became fragmented.

Thinking of this, Ryan felt a sore nose, and he sucked his nose hard.

The apartment was in downtown Baltimore, and the busy life revolved around it.After Ryan drove the car to the underground garage, he followed the instructions and found the door that could be opened.

The furniture inside is still brand new, and it seems that someone cleans it every day, and everything looks orderly.

Ryan closed the door, and he walked in. The wooden floor made a sound. The house is large, but not too empty. There are many books that interest Ryan in the study room, and the bed in the bedroom is also very desirable. I fell asleep on it, and there was a photo on the desk, an exquisitely framed photo.

In the photo, the mother is holding the baby Ryan, and the photographer should be his father.

There was also a notebook in the desk drawer, which seemed to be his mother's diary. Ryan didn't know why these things appeared here, but now, he didn't want to read them, so he put the diary back in its original place.

There are some clothes in the closet, and Ryan can tell that they are bought for him.

Unbelievable, if it is said that the house is the inheritance left by the mother, then these daily necessities must have been arranged by the uncle before his death. Could it be that he finally chose to forgive?

Ryan's heart was shaken, and for the first time, he had a feeling of wanting to go back to that place and hug his brother tightly.

As night fell, Ryan lay on the bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

Why is he still like an excited child who got a gift? Ryan spurned himself in his heart, got up and took out sleeping pills from his bag, mixed it with water and drank it.

This sleep was long and deep, as if he had fallen into an imperceptible hidden place.

When he woke up, Ryan felt the dryness in his eyes and the moisture in the corners of his eyes. Although he couldn't remember the scene in the dream, that emotion seemed to have continued until now.

The sky outside was slightly bright, Ryan got up and went for a morning run.

At around eight o'clock, he went to the flower shop yesterday, and the woman really got up early to take care of her flower shop.

"a bouquet of roses."

The woman was a little surprised when she heard the familiar voice, but soon she recovered her peaceful expression, and wrapped a bouquet of roses for Ryan, a thorn rose.

"Good luck, sir."

"You too."

Since then, Ryan has lived in Baltimore, and he will buy a bouquet of flowers from the woman every day. Ni also got the same information from Ryan.

But such a relationship always seems to attract people's envy.

One morning, when Ryan was jogging in the morning, he noticed something following him behind him, and deliberately went into a small path, turned around and saw a man in full armor, he walked forward quickly as if trying to kill Ryan Knockdown, but obviously, he ignored Ryan's combat effectiveness.

When Ryan was strangled by the belt, he stepped back vigorously, picked up a stone nearby and knocked at the man behind him. The man was obviously afraid of getting hurt, but he was unwilling to let Ryan go , But as the number of people increased, someone noticed the scene in the trail and called the police, who were already on the way.

As the sound of the siren got closer, the strange man reluctantly left.

Ryan sat on the ground and looked at the direction the man was leaving with deep eyes.His hand clenched the knife in his pocket. He was sure that if he had used this to attack the man, the man would never have returned alive.

But Ryan didn't do that because the police were coming, and now, he's just a victim, isn't he?

The author has something to say:

My own fictional case, HAHA~

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