Yun Zhao of Fast Travel

Since a week ago, the ladies near Baker Street have been keen to sit in the coffee shop not far from Baker Street for afternoon tea, and the reason why they come here is the one sitting by the window in the coffee shop. A man exuding warmth all over his body.

The man was wearing a strict three-piece suit, a long windbreaker was draped over the back of the chair, a beautiful and delicate round hat was hanging on the cane beside the table, and he was sipping a cup of warm coffee in his hand.I don't know if it's the taste of coffee that he likes, but he is squinting his eyes and looking relaxed.

The ladies in the coffee shop secretly glanced at this handsome oriental man, yes, he is an oriental man sitting in a street cafe in London, England, dressed as carefully as a British gentleman.

Suddenly, I remembered a melodious piano sound, breaking the quiet atmosphere in the coffee shop.

"Good afternoon, Mycroft." The man picked up the phone on the table and smiled slightly when he saw the name of the caller.

"Yun, tell me you're still on Baker Street." The mellow male voice on the phone was slightly helpless. Of course, people who are not familiar with it may not be able to hear it, but obviously the young man heard it, and even praised it for it. smiled.

"Of course, my friend." The man rested his chin on his right hand and looked out the window. A young man with curly hair was striding aggressively towards the coffee shop. His long windbreaker created a gust of wind behind him.

"Sherlock found you." It was obvious that the person on the other end of the phone knew what was going to happen here.

"My friend, believe me, Sherlock will have dinner with you tonight."

The young man with curly hair looked irritated, frowned and pushed open the door of the coffee shop. He strode up to the man and saw that he was still talking on the phone casually. He reached out to grab the phone and hung up.

The person on the other side of the phone frowned slightly, looked at the phone that was hung up and rubbed his forehead, picked up the phone on the table and dialed the internal number, "Anthea, I need three dinners."

"Okay, sir." Anthea looked at the phone and sighed, the disaster of the night was coming.

"Sherlock, good afternoon, would you like a cup of coffee?" The man looked up at the irritated little curly-haired young man, slightly raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a small dimple on his left cheek.

The eyes of the ladies watching this side of the coffee shop lit up, chattering about the relationship between this charming gentleman and the impatient young man standing beside him.

"Tell him, don't send anyone to follow me anymore." Sherlock sat opposite the man, his frowning and impatient expression softened slightly, and he let the waiter serve a cup of coffee and heaved a sigh of relief.

Looking at the pale expression on his face, Yun Zhao knew that he was staying up all night again.Putting down the phone, picking up the steaming coffee cup, the curling mist rose, "That's too difficult, Sherlock, you know that Mycroft thinks you will always be ten years old."

"Heh..." Sherlock picked up the hot coffee and took a sip. The slightly bitter coffee made Sherlock feel much better. "Tell me, what is he going to do again?"

"Mycroft misses the time you dined together so much, and he is very worried about your current state." Yun Zhao put down the coffee cup, took out a piece of paper with scrawled handwriting from his arms and put it on the table, facing Sherlock Pushing in the direction of the roommate, "But it's gratifying, Sherlock, you finally thought of finding yourself a roommate."

"Yeah, yeah." Sherlock rolled his eyes and stirred the coffee cup with a small spoon at a constant speed. "So, what is he going to do?"

"Just treat you to dinner." Yun Zhao blinked, the beautiful black eyes made Sherlock take another sip of coffee irritatedly, Yun Zhao couldn't help laughing, "Sherlock, you are still as cute as before, just As cute as when I first saw you..."

"I'll go there by myself." Sherlock's eyebrows twitched, and before Yun Zhao could say the following, he quickly got up and left the cafe with a word.God knows why I was so stupid back then, to be deceived by Yun Zhao as soon as we met.

Yun Zhao looked out the window with his chin resting on his face while smiling, Sherlock walked out of the cafe as aggressively as when he came, and the long windbreaker was blown up by the wind, making Sherlock even more irresistible.

Yun Zhao smiled until his eyes curled up, and Sherlock was still as cute as ever.

Having experienced countless worlds, he is no longer the Yun Zhao who was struggling in the last days and only had "alive" in his heart.After thousands of years, he traveled through dozens of worlds. As time passed, his soul grew stronger, making him more and more intelligent, and it became more and more difficult for him to truly integrate into the world of ordinary people.

So when he was sixteen and went to university, he met Mycroft, who was also of higher IQ than ordinary people, and became friends because of this, and even got to know Sherlock, who was only seven years old at that time.

Oh, I have to say that Sherlock was much cuter back then than he is now.

After sitting for a while, Yun Zhao finally checked out and left.The weather in London was as wet as ever, and Yun Zhao was walking on Baker Street holding an umbrella. It was his biggest task today to take the troubled child to find McCoff.

"Dong dong."

Yun Zhao knocked on the door, and then heard Mrs. Hudson coming to open the door with small steps, "Oh, Yun, you haven't been here for a long time."

"Yes, Mrs. Hudson, good afternoon." Yun Zhao bent slightly, kissed the back of Mrs. Hudson's hand, and said hello with a smile.

"Good afternoon, please come in quickly, what's the matter with Sherlock?" Mrs. Hudson obviously knew her awkward and clever tenant very well, and she babbled while taking Yun Zhao upstairs, "I persuaded Xia It took Locke a long time before he agreed to find someone to share the rent with, I dare say he must think I'm annoying."

"Well, I did come here for this matter. You know, Mycroft has always been very worried about Sherlock, although he never said it." Yun Zhao blinked and looked at Mrs. Hudson with a smile.

"Oh, yes, McCoff is also a good boy." Mrs. Hudson liked both McCoff and Yun Zhao very much. After all, there are very few gentlemen who wear strict three-piece suits every day these days.In particular, both McCoff and Yun are pleasing to the eye, if you ignore McCoff's increasingly precarious hairline.

"Sherlock, Sherlock, the clouds are coming." Mrs. Hudson smiled and pushed open Sherlock's door, the mess in the room made Mrs. Hudson's voice rise an octave, "Sherlock! Look at the mess you made in the room!"

"Mrs. Hudson, I want a cup of coffee." Sherlock ignored Mrs. Hudson's raised voice, looked at Yun Zhao, and his shoulders slumped for a moment.

Although Mrs. Hudson was always nagging Sherlock, she still gave him a brief tidy up of the living room, and muttered to grind coffee for Sherlock, "I'm not your housekeeper, Sherlock. Yun, you want Would you like something to drink?"

"No, thank you." Yun Zhao put down his cane, looked at the dots of yellow mud on Sherlock's windbreaker thrown aside, and chuckled, "It seems that our consulting detective encountered a little interesting thing .”

"Of course it's interesting, a special suicide case." Sherlock raised his eyelids, but Yun Zhao could see the excitement and anticipation in Sherlock's eyes, "Has Inspector Lestrade come to see you yet?"

"Oh, he will come soon." Sherlock stood up, picked up a newspaper from the table next to him and threw it to Yun Zhao, pouted, "This is already the second time, I think the third time." It won’t be long before it starts.”

"Exactly the same suicide case, well, I'll leave it to our lovely Sherlock." Yun Zhao walked to Mrs. Hudson with a smile, brought over the coffee in her hand, and shook it, "Haha Mrs. Desen's craft is as good as ever, very fragrant coffee."

Sherlock snorted, "When will you stop working for him, obviously China has asked you to go back."

"Well, maybe the day when the lovely Sherlock and Mycroft can get back together, what do you think, Sherlock?" Yun Zhao handed the coffee to Sherlock, winked at him, and Sherlock rolled over He rolled his eyes, took a sip of coffee, and sprayed venom, "Yun Zhao, you are almost 30 years old, blinking is no longer suitable for you."

"Oh, Mrs. Hudson, what do you think?" Yun Zhao blinked at Mrs. Hudson. Mrs. Hudson held her heart and said with a smile, "Of course not, you are very attractive, Yun."

Even Sherlock had to admit that the way Yun Zhao smiled with his eyes bent was extremely attractive, but he didn't want to praise him, lest he be more arrogant next time.

Yun Zhao was talking to Mrs. Hudson, completely ignoring Sherlock's eagerness to kick him out, but he had agreed to take Sherlock to have dinner with McCoff.

Breaking his promise is not his code of conduct!

Yun Zhao chatted with Mrs. Hudson until five o'clock in the afternoon, making Mrs. Hudson laugh non-stop.Sherlock rolled his eyes, stood up from the sofa, took another long black woolen trench coat and put it on, and said coldly while tying a scarf, "Let's go."

Yun Zhao smiled at Sherlock, said goodbye to Mrs. Hudson, and gave Mrs. Hudson a kiss on the cheek, "I will come to see you next time, Mrs. Hudson."

"Okay, next time I can prepare snacks in advance." Mrs. Hudson smiled and hugged Yunzhao, and then gave Sherlock a hug, "Remember to close the door when you come back, I don't want thieves to enter the house at night. "

"Understood, let's go." Although Sherlock was a little awkward because of Yun Zhao's presence, he still kissed Mrs. Hudson on the cheek before putting on his gloves and leaving.

A black car had already parked at the door, Sherlock got into the car despite his impatience.After Yun Zhao waved goodbye to Mrs. Hudson again, he also got in the car and left together.

"What is he going to do?" Sherlock's deductive method has always worked on others, but it is almost useless on Yun Zhao and his elder brother. Even if they judge something based on clues, it may be that they deliberately misled themselves. .

Of course, in Sherlock's heart, he refused to admit defeat.

"It's really for dinner. By the way, I hope you can do some small things by Mycroft's side." Yun Zhao smiled and nodded the corners of his eyes, and there was a little cunning in his beautiful black eyes.