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#Sherlock and Mycroft (3)#

After dinner, the Holmes family sat around in front of the TV.

Mrs. Holmes and Mr. Holmes have already put on the panda pajamas of the same style as Xiao Wu. At this time... the three loving "pandas" are crowded on the long sofa, watching the soap opera on TV and laughing.

On the other hand, the two Holmes brothers sat aside and stared at each other.The family of three wearing the same panda pajamas on the sofa is really loving, and the two of them are probably just neighbors passing by.

"Shut up!" With a heavy false cough, Sherlock slowly got up, ready to escape from the boring scene of watching the drama, his brain would not allow him to accept such an idiotic TV program again.

"Sherlock, sit down." Mr. Holmes reminded with a sonorous voice without turning his head, "Do you know how long my mother has been longing for this moment? The whole family happily gathered in front of the TV. This is the most common thing in an ordinary family. Things, but not once in our house."

"Dad, I just watched TV for 2 minutes. This is a very simple game. You can know who the real father of the child is through the way the trouser legs are rolled up. It is really boring to watch a group of fools guessing. " Sherlock didn't stop, he finished these words quickly, and walked towards the door quickly, only to find that the door was locked.

"Sherlock, the door has been locked a long time ago, didn't you notice?" Mycroft sat aside quietly, and he couldn't help teasing when he saw Sherlock forcefully broke the doorknob.

"The keys that usually hang on the shoe cabinet are missing. I should have noticed this earlier." With a helpless expression, Sherlock turned around and sat down beside Mycroft.

"The door opens at six o'clock in the morning. If you are tired from watching, you can go back to rest early." Mrs. Holmes frowned slightly and reminded. Sure enough... getting her son to watch TV with her was harder than going to heaven, and she held Yuri tightly in her arms. Na, Mrs. Holmes is content, or her daughter is more well-behaved and caring.

"Mom, I'm already an adult, and I have the right to decide what to do or not." Sherlock stood up and couldn't help protesting. He untied the scarf around his neck, feeling hot and dissatisfied.

"Oh, my dear, of course you have the right to decide whether to stay or not, but not today. It's too late today, and mother will worry about your safety." Mr. Holmes comforted at the right time. His wife wanted to prepare for the children too much. A perfect breakfast, but the boys never give her a chance.

"Mom, I still have important things to deal with tomorrow, so I'll go back and rest first." Mycroft got up and walked upstairs. When he passed by Sherlock, he still did not forget to "kindly" invite, "Secretary Will come to pick me up, and you can leave with me in my car if you want."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I refuse." Sherlock finished without hesitation, and climbed up the stairs ahead of Mycroft.

——*——

Xiao Wu has been paying close attention to Sherlock's every move. Although the funny performances on TV are indeed relaxing, it can be seen that after seeing 'Brother Si Mao', she has too many questions to ask him.

Seeing Sherlock leave the living room and enter the room on the second floor, Xiao Wu opened his mouth and pretended to yawn.

"Mom, I'm a little sleepy, I want to go back to rest early." Looking at Mrs. Holmes, Xiao Wu deliberately said in a soft voice

"Oh, dear Yulina, you are too tired today, you should go to bed early." Mrs. Holmes patted Xiao Wu's head with pity, "Today's theater—who is the father of the child has long been discussed by Xia Xiaoyu?" Luo spoilers, there is no need to read any further."

Leading Xiao Wu upstairs, the Holmes couple settled Xiao Wu, covered her with a quilt, and then turned and left.

"Pa..." As soon as the door was closed, Xiao Wu jumped off the bed.She put her ears on the door and listened, and waited for Holmes and his wife to return to the room on the first floor before gently opening the door and going out.

"Bump!" Knocking lightly on Sherlock's door, Xiao Wu stood on the floor barefoot.

"I'm already asleep." Sherlock's muffled voice came from the room, and then there was no response.

Xiao Wu and the others were a little anxious. There were so many people just now, Brother Si Mao pretended not to know her, she could understand, but now there are only the two of them, why didn't he open the door for her?

"I have the key to the door, do you want it?" Xiao Wu said softly, just as her words fell, the closed door in front of her opened with a bang, and then a powerful hand stretched out from the door, grabbing her pajama hat, and pulled her inside.

Sherlock's door closed again.In the room, Sherlock, dressed in a striped pajamas robe, sat on the single sofa with his upper body upright, and carefully looked at the girl standing in front of him.

She was still wearing the panda pajamas, the hood of the pajamas was twisted to one side, and one of the pointed black ears on the hat was about to fall off, because he pulled too hard just now.She likes this pajamas very much, almost obsessively.At this time, she was barefoot and her hair was loose. She was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, but she was paranoid and wanted to knock on his door. Was it some kind of prank?Also... Her pajamas had no pockets at all, and her hands were clean, without taking anything. Obviously, she lied when she said she had a key.

"Please leave my room, children who lie are not welcome here." Sherlock sullenly stood up, grabbed the girl's hoodie, and was about to push her out of the room.

"Wait, Brother Si Mao, don't you really know me? I'm Xiao Wu." Xiao Wu held Sherlock's arm and refused to leave, but Sherlock's strength was surprisingly strong, if she hadn't insisted on gritting her teeth , may have been thrown out the door at this time.

"Hey, sister in name, I don't know what you want to do, but I'm not interested in your pranks. If you want to find someone to play with you, Mycroft next door might be more suitable." Sherlock After saying this mercilessly, he caught a glimpse of someone approaching, and hurriedly threw the girl hanging on him to him.

"Mycroft, as the eldest brother of the Holmes family, I think you should handle this girl. This is much easier than dealing with heads of state, diplomats, etc., isn't it, Mycroft." Looking at the girl in Mycroft's arms, Sherlock gloated, and then slammed the door of his room ruthlessly.

"Thank you!" Embarrassed to climb down from McCoff's arms, Xiao Wu nodded his thanks slightly.

"You're welcome!" Mycroft was wearing dark blue pajamas, and his hair was still neatly combed. At this time, he looked at the 'normal' girl in front of him and fell into deep thought. Why did his sister in name, face Sherlock? It seems like a different person?

He used his strength to investigate. The girl was found in the London forest fire. She was unidentified and had a history of mental illness. After being cured by Doctor Tina, the girl behaved normally in the orphanage. She was quite talented in painting and was not threatening.

"During dinner, you said that you were willing to draw a portrait for me. I wonder if it's convenient now?" Mycroft planned to investigate the girl himself. With a smile on his lips, he asked as gentlemanly as possible.

"Of course!" Xiao Wu nodded in response, she reluctantly glanced at Sherlock's door, and led Mycroft towards her room.

She must find out what happened to Si Mao brother?Did he suffer abuse and lose his memory?

——*——

After arranging his canvas and adjusting the paints, Xiao Wu motioned for Mycroft to sit opposite him.

"Do you like me to draw you more serious, or more natural." Xiao Wu didn't start writing for a long time, she looked at the opposite of Mycroft and asked softly. The other party had sharp eyes like eagles, and Xiao Wu always felt that he In front of him, all his thoughts will be seen through.

"Be more natural." Mycroft slightly pulled the corners of his lips, revealing an unnatural smile.

"Oh, okay." Xiao Wu nodded, and couldn't help but sit upright. She looked up at the man opposite from time to time, and then drew on the canvas.

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve drawn too many times of "Brother Si Mao". There is a smile.

The drowsiness slowly swept over, and Xiao Wu couldn't help yawning at the canvas. She was too tired last night, and she painted Brother Si Mao all night.

"Do you like your life now?" Mycroft could see the tiredness on the girl's face, and tried to find a topic on purpose.

"Of course, it's much better than living in a mental hospital. You know, my mother's cooking skills are very good." Xiao Wu finished speaking slowly.

As soon as her voice fell, Mycroft on the opposite side showed a trace of surprise. The girl told him her history of mental illness. Was it too naive?Or is it too scheming, pretending to be honest about everything, so as to gain his trust?

"I heard from my mother, you like to eat vegetables, why don't you eat meat?" As a carnivore, Mycroft really can't think of a reason to hate meat.

"Oh, I'm a..." The word 'panda' was about to be blurted out when Xiao Wu woke up suddenly and closed his mouth.

Facing McCoff's sizing eyes, Xiao Wu explained with an embarrassed smile, "You know, girls want to be slimmer, of course I have the same wish."

"You are too thin, and if you lose weight, Mom will worry." Mycroft pretended to be polite, and secretly looked at the room in front of him.

There is a picture book on the girl's bed with thick drawing paper inside. It can be seen that the girl often draws and treasures each of her works.There is a pink schoolbag on the desk next to the bed. There is no doubt that it was chosen by my mother. She was a persistent lover of pink when she was young.There are many stains on the schoolbag, and there are many types. Only in the trash can can there be so many types of stains. She has been to the trash can, what did she do?Mycroft frowned slightly, and continued to look around, only to find that the girl in front of her was already fast asleep with her head shaking.

Mycroft got up quietly and walked to the side of the canvas. A man's head appeared on the paper, which was almost exactly the same as his appearance, but McCoff frowned slightly, always feeling that the person in the painting was somewhat different from himself.Oh... By the way, it's the expression. The corners of the man's lips are slightly raised, as if he found something interesting, which is clearly only Sherlock can have.

"You seem to be paying attention to Sherlock. Did you come to Holmes' house because of him?" Mycroft asked softly in doubt, but facing the unsuspecting girl who was already asleep, McCoff felt that he was thinking too much. This is Holmes. One family is different from the British government he is in.

"Thank you for being by my mother's side and making her feel happy. Sherlock and I are both neglected children." Carrying the sleeping girl to the bed, Mycroft gently covered her with the quilt and took it aside The portrait turns away.