The third child of the Sherlock Holmes family

"I can't believe Cecil didn't go to Mr Ronaldo's game." - by Lestrade.

"It might have gone, but we didn't see it." - by John.

"Impossible, Cecil is so conspicuous, we can't miss it when we go." Lestrade stopped the knife and fork in his hand, turned to look at the person sitting beside him, "Didn't you say that Cecil Will you definitely go?"

Mycroft frowned slightly, and his expression didn't seem to understand.

"Sherlock, you also said that Cecil would go, but Cecil didn't go." John squinted at the people around him, "I didn't expect your reasoning to be wrong sometimes." Speaking of this, John had a kind of Schadenfreude to enjoy | feeling.Hmph, this guy Sherlock always guesses other people's actions and thoughts by relying on his deductive method, and always laughs at his lack of IQ, but he didn't expect to make a mistake this time.He could have a good laugh at him about that later.

Sherlock squeezed his chin, frowned slightly, with a puzzled expression on his face, "It's impossible for Cecil not to go, he must have gone." His reasoning couldn't be wrong.

John asked back: "Then why didn't we see his people?"

"Maybe he didn't wear a suit to go." Sherlock's tone was very uncertain, and this was the first time he made such an inference that he couldn't believe himself.

"It's also possible." John agreed with this statement. If Cecil went in disguise, it would be difficult for them to find him.

"No way." Lestrade said very firmly, "Cecil won't wear anything other than a suit."

Upon hearing this, Mycroft looked at Lestrade in surprise, "Why are you so sure?"

"You forgot, for Christmas a few years ago, Mommy specially ordered a suit of casual clothes for Cecil, but no matter what she said, Cecil refused to agree, and almost threw the clothes into the trash can."

There was indeed such a thing, and the other three people remembered it.

"Lestrade is right, it's impossible for Cecil to go to the game in disguise." Doesn't Cecil care so much about that football kid?This is impossible. If you don't care, you won't give that kid a music CD.

"If Cecil hadn't cross-dressed, then with his suit and eye-catching appearance, it's impossible not to be discovered." Of the three brothers of the Holmes family, Cecil has the best appearance, and he doesn't do anything. , as long as you simply stand there, you will become the focus of everyone.He is like a natural luminous body, attracting the attention of countless people.

Sherlock finally concluded: "Cecile didn't go."

"Cecil doesn't like football, and it's normal not to go to the game." Cecil was forced to go to the game last time, and he didn't go voluntarily. It's normal.

"Both of you and Mommy said he would go to the game." Lestrade booed Mycroft, "I didn't expect that you Holmes family would make a mistake in reasoning."

"Sherlock, you can no longer say that your reasoning is [-]% correct." When it was rare to catch Sherlock making a mistake, John laughed at him unceremoniously, as revenge for himself.

Mycroft and Sherlock frowned tightly, looking like "our reasoning can't be wrong, there must be something wrong".

Seeing the expressions of the two brothers who were racking their brains but couldn't figure it out, Lestrade and John were secretly relieved, feeling a sense of elation and elation.

Hmph, let you laugh at us for our low IQ, now it's your turn.

If Mycroft and Sherlock went to Cecil's apartment now, they would understand why they didn't spot him during the match.It's a pity that they didn't go, so they missed the truth.I also missed the other side of my little brother.

Turn the camera to Cecil's apartment, where the two have just finished dinner.

After dinner, Ronaldo took the initiative to wash the dishes, and said in an admiring tone while washing the dishes: "Mr. Cecil, I didn't expect you to really cook steak, and it's so delicious." Amazing, he can do everything, even cooking steak, he is truly a genius.

Cecil said very succinctly: "Nonsense!" He doesn't like to go out to eat, and usually cooks by himself.

"Mr. Cecil, is there anything you don't know?" Ronaldo looked at Cecil with shining eyes, "I feel like you know everything."

"No."

"Really? Then do you also play football?" Ronaldo said "you" directly when he was excited, and forgot to say "you".

"There is nothing that I cannot learn." As long as he wants to learn, there is nothing that he cannot learn.He has never played football, but if he wants to learn he will soon.

"Can football be learned too?" Ronaldo imagined Cecil playing football in his mind. The picture was so beautiful that he didn't dare to look at it. He quickly shook his head to get rid of the strange picture in his mind.Mr. Cecil and football are so wrong.

"can."

"Really?" Ronaldo couldn't believe it. "Then let's go out and try later. I'll teach you some kicking moves and see if you can kick the ball into the goal?"

Regarding Ronaldo's doubts, Cecil was not angry, but raised his eyebrows slightly, "Yes."

Ronaldo suddenly thought of something, and a treacherous light flashed in his eyes, "What if Mr. Cecil can't do it?"

Cecil could see through Ronaldo's tricks at a glance, and raised the corners of his mouth with interest: "You want to bet with me?"

Ronaldo didn't feel embarrassed when his thoughts were seen through. Instead, he admitted with a smile: "Well, I want to bet with you."

Cecil looked at Ronaldo with "I'm sure to win" with interest, "What do you want to bet?"

Ronaldo smiled wickedly: "If you can't do it, just promise me one thing, how about it?"

Cecil agreed very readily: "Yes." After finishing speaking, his eyes deepened, "If I do it, what are you going to do?"

"Then I promise you one thing." Ronaldo said very casually. He felt that he would win, so he didn't take Cecil's words seriously.

"Okay, I'll bet with you." Cecil glanced at Ronaldo meaningfully, "I hope you can accept the bet."

"A man keeps his word." Ronaldo patted his chest with a dignified look, "I will do what I say."

A satisfied smile appeared in Cecil's eyes: "That's good."

"It will be ready soon." Ronaldo speeded up the washing of the dishes, and the dishes were finished soon, and then he took Cecil out.

Before heading out, Cecil changed into the tracksuit and sneakers he wore for his morning workouts.

Seeing that Cecil's sportswear and sneakers were black, the corners of Ronaldo's mouth twitched slightly, "Mr. Cecil, do you like black very much?"

"kindness."

"Your clothes are not all black, are they?"

"Some of the shirts are white."

Ronaldo had a "sure enough" expression, and suddenly thought of something, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Cecil in amazement, "Then...you won't be wearing red clothes for the first time, right?"

"Correct."

"..." He actually let Mr. Cecil wear red clothes for the first time. He felt a little complicated. He didn't know whether to admire himself or feel honored.For the first time, Mr. Cecil felt excited just thinking about it.

"Mr. Cecil, you look good in red clothes, you can try to wear more red clothes in the future."

"I'm not Santa Claus."

"Wearing red is not necessarily Santa Claus."

"Here we are." Cecil stopped and took Ronaldo to a nearby football field. This is a small football field where some children usually play football.

The street lights are very dim, which makes the football field not very well lit, but fortunately, the moonlight is good tonight, and I can barely play football.

"Mr. Cecil, we are one-on-one." Ronaldo said while juggling the ball, "Let me teach you a few kicking moves first, so you don't need to teach goalkeeping?"

"The gatekeeper doesn't need it."

"Then let's start." Ronaldo demonstrated his most proud kicking attack. He thought he would have to teach it several times before Cecil could learn it. Unexpectedly, Cecil learned it after just one look. He felt a little uneasy.

"Let's go, I'll guard you first."

"Mr. Cecil, are you sure?"

"determine."

"Since you say that, then I'm not polite."

Five goals, Ronaldo wins with three goals.

Ronaldo thought he could easily score three goals, but he only scored one goal, which made him unbelievable.

"It's my turn to attack." Cecil stepped on the football and looked at Ronaldo who was defending the goal. "Don't forget what you said before."

"I haven't forgotten, come on." He must have kept Mr. Cecil from scoring a single goal.

The imagination is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. Cecil only missed the first goal, and all the other four goals were scored.

Cecil won the game 4:1.

Ronaldo looked deeply shocked, squatting on the goal and drawing circles, "How could... How could I lose... I lost to a layman..."

Cecil looked at Ronaldo squatting at the goal to plant mushrooms with a smile on his face, and said with a smile, "I'm willing to bet and admit defeat."

Ronaldo raised his head, looked at Cecil with strange eyes and said nothing.

"What?" Cecil squatted down, reached out and pinched Ronaldo's chin, looking at him with a dangerous look, "Repent?"

It belongs to the intuition of small animals. Ronaldo felt the dangerous aura emanating from Cecil, and shook his head in fright: "I didn't regret it, I just thought you were an alien..."

Hearing this, Cecil's cold eyes were instantly warmed up. He let go of Ronaldo's chin, reached out and tapped his forehead, "It's no shame to lose to me."

Ronaldo puffed his face, and his tone was very sad, "How could it be possible not to be ashamed? As a professional football player, I lost to your first football player. If the boss finds out, he will definitely kill me..."

"The person in this world who can beat me has not yet been born."

Ronaldo: "..." This sentence is really awkward.

Cecil stood up and reached out to Ronaldo who was still squatting on the ground, "Get up."

Ronaldo raised his head and looked at Cecil standing under the moonlight. The moonlight shone on his body like a faint halo, as if he was shining, like a god descending from the world, sacred and inviolable .For a moment, Ronaldo wanted to imprint himself forever in those dark green eyes.

Seeing Ronaldo staring at him blankly, a smile flashed across his dark green eyes, "Can't bear to get up?"

Hearing the cold and deep voice, Ronaldo came back to his senses and reached out to hold Cecil's hand.When his hand was tightly held, his heart shrank suddenly, and then it beat like crazy.

Cecil pulled slightly, and pulled Ronaldo up. Probably because he had been squatting for too long, Ronaldo's legs were numb from squatting. When he just stood up, his legs went limp, and his body fell forward inertially, the same as last time. In Cecil's arms.

With both hands naturally wrapped around Ronaldo's waist, Cecil looked down at the person in his arms, and jokingly said, "You really like throwing yourself into your arms."

Ronaldo leaned against Cecil's arms, the tip of his nose was lingering with a cold fragrance, his face was pressed against his warm chest, and the steady and powerful heartbeat was heard by his ear, which made him completely lost.Hearing a magnetic sound falling from the top of his head to his ears, he woke up suddenly, panicked, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to push Cecil away, and took a few steps back himself.

When I was stepping back, I was accidentally stepped on a small stone, my foot slipped, and I fell backwards.Cecil reached out to hold him in time, perhaps out of desperation, he used too much force, and Ronaldo slammed into his arms.

Ronaldo held Cecil's waist with both hands, and he was in a dazed state. He didn't notice that he was holding Cecil tightly.

"Can you be more stupid?" He never said a sentence three times, but actually said it several times. Cecil felt that he would say this sentence again in the future.

When Ronaldo heard this, he woke up instantly, and was about to reach out to push Cecil again, but this time his hands were caught, and he looked up at Cecil in a daze.

"You still want to fall?"

Ronaldo shook his head blankly, and said very obediently: "I don't want to."

"Don't move if you don't want to."

"But..." Ronaldo found him leaning against Cecil's arms, and his face suddenly became hot.

Seeing Ronaldo's shy face, Cecil hugged him forcefully in his arms, making him stick closer to his chest.

Compared with Cecil, Ronaldo's body is a little petite, and he is even more petite when he is held in Cecil's arms.

"Mr. Cecil, sir... put..." His tongue seemed to be tied up, and he couldn't speak a complete sentence stammeringly.

Cecil knew enough was enough, and if the teasing continued, the person in his arms might explode, so he let go of him.

"Thank you..." Ronaldo lowered his head in embarrassment, not daring to look up at Cecil.

Cecil reached out and patted Ronaldo's head, "Don't be twitchy like a girl."

Hearing this, Ronaldo immediately raised his head, glared at Cecil angrily and said, "I am a man, not a woman."

"Then what are you shy about?"

Ronaldo hiccupped in his heart, then turned his head and said unnaturally: "I... I'm not shy..."

"It's fine if you don't have one." Cecil was afraid that Ronaldo would continue to be embarrassed, so he changed the subject, "I haven't thought of asking you to do anything for the time being, and I'll tell you when I think about it."

Ronaldo's attention was indeed diverted, and he said very readily: "Okay."

"It's getting late, I'll ask Angus to take you back."

"No, I'll just go back by car."

"what ever."

"Mr. Cecil, then I'll go back first."

"Well, be careful on the road."

Sitting on the bus back to the dormitory, Ronaldo thought of the scene of embracing Cecil on the football field, his face was cooked again, and he stretched out his hand to pat his own face.

What was he thinking about?

Thinking... thinking... thinking... Mr. Cecil bowed his head and kissed him... what was he going to do...

Uh...he must be crazy...but in the atmosphere just now, if Mr. Cecil was a woman, he would probably kiss her.

Back in the dormitory, Ronald lay on the bed after taking a shower, took his mobile phone naturally, and sent a text message to Cecil.

【Mr. Cecil, I'm already home. Thank you for your hospitality today. The steak is really delicious.Next time we have a chance, we will compete again, and I will definitely avenge my shame. ] Soon, he received a reply: [Only by you? 】

Ronaldo felt a deep sense of disdain from these three words, and an angry little cross suddenly popped up on his forehead, and he pressed the keys hard with his fingers, as if venting the anger in his heart, [Don't think I'm great because you won today, You wait, I will win you next time. 】【Dream or wait until you fall asleep. 】

Ronaldo stared fiercely at the words on the phone screen, 【Mr. Cecil, wash your neck and wait for me. 】【Only wash the neck? 】

Seeing this sentence, Ronaldo paused, his face full of doubts, what does it mean to only wash his neck?Is it necessary to wash elsewhere?

【Mr. Cecil, do you still want to wait for me in other places? 】Why did he feel that there was something wrong with this sentence, and he couldn't tell what was wrong.

[Where do you want to wash? 】

After being stunned for a few seconds, Ronaldo finally came to his senses, and his face blushed suddenly. Was he molested by Mr. Cecil?Mr. Cecil would make such a joke!

【Are you really Mr. Cecil?Isn't it someone else pretending to be? 】How could Mr. Cecil say such a thing.

【Do you want to verify? 】

This sentence obviously made Ronaldo think wrongly, his whole body seemed to be on fire, and his whole body was smoking.

Fuck, is this really Mr. Cecil?

Mr. Cecil must be possessed by aliens, it's scary!

He can't be underestimated by Mr. Cecil, isn't it just a joke, and he will.

[After Mr. Cecil washes up and lies down, I will go to verify. 】【Then come here. 】

Ronaldo only felt that a thousand deer were hitting his heart, which made him flustered, and he pressed the button with trembling fingers, 【I...you can go if you tell me to, then I'll be too embarrassing, don't go! ] Cecil could imagine Ronaldo's shy look, and the smirk on the corner of his mouth deepened, 【I'll go to you. 】What? !

Mr. Cecil is coming for him, is it true?

It was impossible for Mr. Cecil to come to him at this late hour, and he almost took it seriously.

[Training is still going on tomorrow, I'm going to bed, good night, Mr. Cecil. ] He usually doesn’t think it’s a big deal to make colorful jokes with Leo and the others, but why does Mr. Cecil make colorful jokes with him, he feels... feels... very embarrassed...

Why is this happening?

Is it because Mr. Cecil is his idol?

Forget it, he should stop thinking about it and go to bed quickly.

Ronaldo lay on the bed for a long time without falling asleep, still thinking about the text message just now, why would Mr. Cecil make a joke with him?

Thinking of the appearance of Mr. Cecil lying naked on the bed after taking a shower, waiting for him to verify, Ronaldo only felt a gust of hot air rushing straight into his nose, and then warm liquid flowed out of his nose.

Ronaldo blocked his nostrils with a napkin and leaned halfway on the bed with an expression of lovelessness.

He actually fantasized about Mr. Cecil's naked nosebleed... God, you must be punishing him for thinking...

It's all because Mr. Cecil is so good-looking and sexy, that's why he...it must be like this...other people would also have nosebleeds on Mr. Cecil's naked body.

Thinking of other people seeing Mr. Cecil's naked body, Ronaldo's mood suddenly became very gloomy, and he really wanted to kill that person...

Uh... why did he kill that man?

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

Probably because of too much nosebleed, Ronaldo was a little weak and soon fell asleep.

The next day, Ronaldo went to training with a pair of panda eyes.

"Chris, you didn't sleep well last night? Are you staying up late playing games?"

Ronaldo nodded vaguely: "Well..."

Seeing Ronaldo's look of despair, Leo teased without the love of his teammates: "Have you been abused?"

Ronaldo covered his face with his hands, and said in an unlovable tone: "Almost..." He was tortured by his dream.

Leo patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him: "Don't be so discouraged, wouldn't it be enough to go online to take revenge at night? The rest time is over, don't be sad anymore, get up and train, or you will be brutally abused by the boss."

Ronaldo stood up and shook his head wildly as if he had taken ecstasy, as if trying to get the dream from last night out of his mind.

Don't think about anything now, practice hard, there is a game tomorrow.

After training desperately all day, Ronaldo lay on the ground, looked at the blue sky thoughtfully, and said to Leo who was lying next to him: "Leo, I think I should find a girlfriend." He It must be because of desire|dissatisfaction that such absurd dreams will occur.

"Don't you have a girlfriend?"

"No."

"Where's that beauty from before?"

Ronaldo thumped in his heart, and said with a stiff expression, "We have parted ways."

Leo, who had no strength at all, suddenly sat up with full blood and came back to life, his eyes gleaming with gossip, "You got dumped?"

Ronaldo stammered: "Almost..."

Leo looked at Ronaldo sympathetically, "I'll let Lily introduce you to a girlfriend."

Ronaldo sat up and said to Leo very seriously: "It must be beautiful and sexy." It must be better looking than Mr. Cecil, and sexier than Mr. Cecil, otherwise he... will be finished... …