Bruce got out of bed quietly,
The temperature of the early spring morning made his exposed skin feel a little cold,
He took the sportswear off the hanger,
He gently put it on,
He did not make any sound. Before he walked out of the room,
He looked at Hotch, who was still sleeping soundly,
He smiled gently, closed the door, and went out for his morning exercise.
When he returned to the apartment with a thin layer of sweat, Hotch was no longer in the room. Bruce took a shower in the bathroom,
He changed into a casual set of clothes and sat at the dining table,
He ate his still warm breakfast.
It was the weekend, and Hotch went to pick up Jack early in the morning to spend their family day,
Hotch had asked for his advice two days ago, and finally decided to take Jack to the nearby forest park for an outing to experience the fun of picnics and camping.
Bruce and Hotch had been in a relationship for a while,
They shared half of Hotch's wardrobe,
And there was an extra set of toiletries in the bathroom. He also thought about moving back to that house,
Of course, with Hotch,
But it was too close to Haley's home,
He would feel a little awkward. Of course, maybe one day,
He would be indifferent to this matter,
But he thought that this would probably have to wait until Haley had a new family,
But last time he heard Jack mention that Haley had asked him if he liked an uncle, he still remembered Hotch's somewhat complicated but relieved expression.
Brosnan felt that every day was peaceful and tranquil. It was not like in real life. In real life, they would still encounter all kinds of psychopathic killers in cases. Fortunately, most of them were successfully captured by them, even if there were some small episodes sometimes.
This kind of peace and tranquility was completely a feeling in his heart. In a cliché phrase, it was like a drifting ship finding a harbor, but this was his real feeling.
After breakfast, he threw the dishes into the dishwasher. Bruce went to the apartment next door to take out his new fishing rod, which had almost become a utility room.
Reid had recently developed a new hobby of fishing, and invited Bruce to go fishing today. Although Bruce did not know how to fish, at least Reid did not say that they were going to the library or some academic lecture, so he readily agreed.
After Reid's sudden fishing invitation last week, Bruce got his fishing license and his new fishing rod within a week, and he even read fishing tutorials on the Internet.
They chose to fish at a branch of the Potomac River, where a special fishing area was set up. After arriving at the location, the two took out their fishing gear. Bruce watched Reid's skillful movements, wondering when the latter had mastered this skill. He still remembered that he had once asked Reid if he knew how to fish, and Reid's answer at the time was that he had never fished.
Bruce recalled the fishing tutorial and pretended to put the bait on the fishing rod. Then, he casually threw the fishing rod out as if he knew how to do it. Judging from his expression, he was definitely a person who was familiar with fishing and was confident in his rich experience. Unfortunately, the fishing rod he threw was not like that. There were problems with the strength and angle of the rod, causing the fishing line to bounce back a short distance before falling back into the water after being thrown out.
Reid did not notice it, but focused on the water in front of him. Bruce felt a little strange. Usually, Reid would explain fishing to him.
"Spencer?" Bruce looked at him, and from his expression, he did not look any different than usual.
Reid was shocked and bumped into the fishing rod on the stand, almost knocking the whole stand over. "What's wrong?" Reid was a little flustered as he held onto the stand.
"I should be the one asking you that. Why do you look so distracted?" Bruce said unhappily, but his expression was one of worry. Reid could be said to be his best friend, although his friends seemed to only be his teammates.
"Erm … I have a new friend." Reid thought for a while and began to describe.
"That's a good thing." Bruce did not understand. To be honest, Reid did not have many friends. The reason was that his EQ was inversely proportional to his IQ.
Suddenly, Bruce thought of something. He nudged Reid with his shoulder and smiled a little. "Girlfriend?"
"No, not at all." Reid looked a little flustered. After a while, he said, "… Although it is indeed a girl."
"Oh, my God, which goddess made our baby...
Kid is enlightened. " Bruce was just joking, but when he saw Reid's expression, he was really surprised. "Quick, tell me."
"She wrote me a letter praising me for an article in the journal Behavioral Psychology, and that's how we got to know each other." Reid stared uncomfortably at the water in front of him, and when he mentioned this, he did not realize that he was smiling. "We have been communicating through letters. She is a very knowledgeable woman."
There were still people who used letters to communicate in this day and age … Bruce had a strange look on his face. "And then you were shot by Cupid's arrow?"
"I'm not sure. Chemically speaking, love involves the brain and the so-called monoamines, such as dopamine, norepinephrine, and serotonin. Love chemicals are controlled by benzene, ethyl, and amine. Foods containing these compounds are — "
"Chocolate." Bruce interrupted Reid. "These are not important. I don't care what substances are secreted by the body."
"Not only chocolate, but also green beans and some vegetables. But I feel different when I eat vegetables containing those substances." Reid looked a little confused.
How can you feel the same as what you eat when you fall in love with someone? Bruce was a little helpless. "So what stage are you two at now?"
"Stage? I admire her knowledge very much. I think she is one of the few people who think like me. We communicate very well, and she can understand my jokes. We usually communicate through letters, and now we talk occasionally, but not often. "Reid thought of something and smiled.
Understanding Reid's jokes … Bruce felt that this girl and Reid were a match made in heaven. What impressed him the most was a joke that Reid once told seriously: How many existentialists does it take to change a light bulb?
Then he announced the answer as everyone looked at each other: two. One to change the light bulb, and the other to observe the symbolic meaning of the light itself in the vast void.
Although Bruce remembered the joke, he still didn't know what was funny. He decided to tell people with high IQ when he met them in the future. Maybe they could find a common language.
"Wait, you two haven't met yet?" Bruce caught the key point in Reid's words and emphasized it.
"Yes, yes." Reid looked at Bruce's twisted expression. "That's good. I'm worried that if we meet …"
"Spencer, since you think she's different, don't be overcautious. If you like her, act quickly. If you don't act, there won't be any progress." Bruce patted him on the shoulder. He realized that Reid wasn't very confident in this aspect. "You're good enough."
"I know, so I want to ask you …"
"Ask me? Are you sure you shouldn't ask Morgan? "Bruce's phone rang. He glanced at it and put it back in his pocket.
"I think she's completely different from Morgan's girlfriends. There's no point in asking Morgan, and since you can get Hotch …"
"Cough, cough, cough." Bruce was about to speak when he choked on his own saliva and coughed violently. "What … What did you say?"
"You're with Hotch, aren't you?" Reid asked in confusion.
Looking at Reid's innocent expression, Bruce felt helpless. "When did you find out?"
Hotch was a person who kept a clear distinction between public and private matters. Furthermore, the FBI had a rule against intimacy between colleagues. However, the rule itself was very broad. Unless he and Hotch really registered their marriage, Bruce felt that he could still get away with it. After all, no one would pry into his privacy. Bruce didn't think that he and Hotch revealed anything at work.
"About two months ago? After the vampire case? "
Bruce had to admit that although Reid wasn't very good at interpersonal relationships, he was very sensitive to other people's emotions.
Bruce's phone rang again. He took it out and glanced at it, looking a little impatient.
"If you have something to do, hurry up and deal with it." Reid's fishing rod moved. He stood up and skillfully put away the fish.
"No, it's nothing." The caller was Dr. Jacques. He had already rejected the body-strengthening plan, but Dr. Jacques still didn't give up and kept calling him.
Originally, Bruce was a little tempted by the third body-strengthening plan. At that time, he felt that he didn't have anything holding him back, and his body couldn't carry his mental strength, so there was no harm in taking the risk. But after that, he and Hotch confirmed their relationship. Bruce naturally couldn't agree to the plan. Even if he had the ability to regenerate, the success rate was still unknown.
He thought that as long as he didn't slack off on his physical training, he could slowly improve his physical fitness without overdrawing his ability. Since the shell had only cracked a few cracks after more than 20 years, it wouldn't hurt to persist for a few more decades without external forces. He was very satisfied with his current life, so how could he bear to take the risk?
Bruce took out his phone and taught Reid how to Google to pursue someone. Then, he opened a post. Reid asked him in disbelief, "You used this to get Hotch?"
Bruce nodded guiltily and then watched as Reid stored the link like it was a treasure.
A few hours later, Bruce returned to the apartment with an empty bucket. Reid wanted to give Bruce half of his bucket full of fish, but Bruce refused.
He saw a woman at the door struggling to carry two stacked cardboard boxes inside. There was another one on the ground. He walked up to help her. "Hello, I don't think I've seen you here before." Bruce smiled.
"I just moved in. Thank you for your help. I'm Stephanie." Stopping in front of 221, Stephanie expressed her gratitude to Bruce.
Looking at the number again, Bruce smiled at Stephanie and left.
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