[Shenxia Tongren] My dear brothers and adults

(1) Sherlock in a skirt

During the summer vacation, when Mycroft returned home with his luggage, he saw the cute three-year-old Hypatia dragging the doll across the lawn and pounced on his elder brother's lap.

Mycroft picked her up and coaxed, "Where's your nanny?"

Hypatia bit her finger and said, "Xiali and I locked her in the kitchen, don't tell Mommy."

Mycroft: "...where is Sherlock then?"

"Hee hee, she was caught by Mommy."

"It's him, not her."

"Almost, I saw Charlie wearing a skirt last time."

when?I want to see it too, these few lines flashed through Mycroft's mind, and he asked, "Really?"

Hypatia nodded and said, "The same lace skirt as mine."

My God, I really want to see it, I really want to see it, these few words kept swiping in Mycroft's brain, and he carried Hypatia into the house to find his mother.

Mrs. Holmes was flipping through the album with Sherlock to look at the photos. When she saw Mycroft holding Hypatia, she smiled and said, "Come and put her down, she's getting fat again."

After Mycroft put Hypatia down on the sofa next to his mother, he couldn't help asking: "She said she saw Sherlock wearing a skirt, is that true?"

"Of course, you too."

What?Mycroft had some bad associations.

"Come and have a look," said Mrs. Holmes, turning over a picture of Mycroft as a child.

Mycroft stepped forward to see his three-year-old self in a lace tutu, grinning for the camera.Sherlock laughed when he saw it.Hypatia next to her saw her brother smiling, and also giggled happily, clapping her hands.

Mycroft's face was so dark that it was about to drip water, sister, I didn't offend you, don't punish me like this! ! !

([-]) Bedtime stories

When Mrs. Holmes gave birth to Hypatia, she was already an advanced mother and mentally ill, so the work of taking care of the children was often handed over to Mycroft and Sherlock.One of the regular jobs was to tell Hypatia bedtime stories in turn.

This evening it was Mycroft's turn, holding the Critique of Pure Reason and began to read: "Our knowledge springs from two fundamental sources of the mind; )..." After reading for a while, he asked Hypatia, who looked at him helplessly: "Do you understand?"

Hypatia, who was only three years old, nodded blankly.

"It seems that you don't understand. This book was written by a man named Kant..." Mycroft finished speaking contentedly, and said to Hypatia: "Go to sleep."

The next day, it was Sherlock's turn, and Sherlock secretly took out a book from his clothes and said, "This is "British Curious Cases", sister, you are so happy."

When Hypatia saw her brother smile, she smiled too.

Mrs. Holmes finally had time to care about her young daughter. She hugged Hypatia and asked, "Honey, what stories did my brothers tell you?"

"A man named Kant was murdered by Jack the Ripper, and Mrs. Lovett made pies and sold the body to Hegel."

Mrs. Holmes patted Hypatia's head and said, "Hypatia is so good. I have something to talk to your brothers about."

After being reprimanded by their mother, Mycroft and Sherlock changed their ways and decided to tell their sister some stories suitable for Hypatia's age.

Mycroft first told a story about Sleeping Beauty, and in the middle of the story, Hypatia asked: "Why did the princess faint? Is there something painted on the spindle?"

"Good question, my dear. Generally speaking, the drugs for inducing unconsciousness are narcotics. There are inhalation and injection types..."

The next day it was Sherlock's turn. Sherlock looked at the fairy tale book given by his mother, then threw it aside and began to say: "Once upon a time there was a princess named Snow White, and her mother poisoned her to cheat insurance money. Thanks to the efforts of a dwarf and the coroner Prince Charming, her mother was arrested and brought to justice, and made to dance to her death wearing red iron shoes. Well, the story is over, and now go to bed."

Mrs. Holmes asked Hypatia again: "What story did your two brothers tell you?"

"Snow White died from inhaling too much anesthetic."

"..." Mrs. Holmes was unable to support her forehead. It seems that next time I will work harder and do it by myself.

([-]) The beginning of compatriots competing for favor

According to Mrs. Holmes, when Mycroft and Sherlock were very young, before Hypatia was born, the brothers were very close.And the beginning of their estrangement is all about a small and cute beagle.

Mycroft's 14th birthday gift was a beagle hound, which is full of patience and vitality. Mrs. Holmes believed that such a puppy could encourage Mycroft, who had always been restless, to go out for a lot of walks.As a boy, Mycroft really hoped to raise a large dog, but considering that he was still a little brother, a small Beagle might be more suitable.

Sadly, the beagle, despite his diminutive size, still has fangs and claws, and within three months of arriving home, he bit Sherlock's pirate teddy bear in half.

After such a bloody case, Sherlock first interrogated all the plush toys in his room, then interrogated the goblins in the garden and the hedgehogs on the grass, and finally determined that the prisoner was his brother's beagle, and demanded that the murderer be punished. Hanged, and stole his father's belt to execute himself.In the nick of time, Mycroft got his puppy back.

Sherlock, who failed to execute the execution, was very angry, thinking that Mycroft had obstructed justice for his own selfishness, so he abused the lynching, caught a hedgehog from the grass and stuffed it into Mycroft's wardrobe, and put his shirt all over the place. It has been remodeled into an airy and cool latest design.And because Mycroft was old enough to control more resources, he found an otter from a pet shop and stuffed it into Sherlock's wardrobe.The clever otter cut a hole in Sherlock's wardrobe door and escaped.

Since then, the boys' war has continued for a long time.

The war entered a new stage when Sherlock was 13 years old. Sherlock, who had just entered public school, was slender, tall, and handsome. People stay away.Contrary to Mycroft, who is at ease in school life, Sherlock can't adapt to group life, and his excessive sharpness makes him excluded.He gradually felt the taste of loneliness. During his four years in public school, he went from loathing to getting used to it to enjoying loneliness.It's just that people also become gloomy, sensitive and cynical.He didn't like or even hated his classmates, and he swore he would never work with them in the future.But since he went to Eton College, where most of the best in his field graduated, he had to find another way.After enrolling in college, Sherlock made a list of legal and illegal occupations during the same period, excluding those he was not interested in, and his mother would not support him. He created his own career as a consulting detective.

Originally, Mycroft really hoped to keep Sherlock under his guardianship, but unfortunately, his younger brother was getting farther and farther away from him.Most of the people Sherlock hates are his colleagues and even partners.

After entering college, Sherlock came into contact with LSD because of the growing emptiness. This strong hallucinogenic drug made his brain spin rapidly. In the illusion, he could see the colorful and magnificent scenes from the end of the world to the birth of a new universe .After taking another dose of him, he almost jumped off the top floor of Trinity College, but luckily he was discovered and subdued.

After learning the truth, Mycroft hurried to the university. Seeing his brother lying on the hospital bed with only a handful of bones left, he was distressed and angry, and also mixed with the pain of hating iron for not being able to make steel. After calmly helping Sherlock go through the discharge procedures, and taking Sherlock home overnight, who was still dizzy, he cried bitterly on Mrs. Holmes' knee.

At that time, Hypatia, who was only 11 years old, was so frightened by Mycroft's suppressed crying that she ran out of the room, went to Sherlock's bed and asked, "Sherlock, do you know what happened to Mycroft?" ?”

"Oh?" Sherlock spit out a word with a twisted sneer on his face.

"He cried, and he cried at Mommy's place."

"Really?" Sherlock turned his head on the bed hard, and said in a muffled voice; "Then you go back and persuade him not to cry."

"No, he cried for you, you should say it."

"how do you know?"

"He doesn't bother to worry about anyone else except you."

"how about you?"

"I'm a good boy, and I won't make my brother sad."

"So you're calling me a bad boy."

"do not you?"

"Looks like it is, but I'm not a kid anymore. Get out! I'm going to sleep."

"Sherlock, you are so annoying." Hypatia, who was yelled at for no reason, complained and ran out, closing the door by the way.

Sherlock was suspended from school and stayed at home to rehabilitate.Fortunately, the side effects of LSD are far milder than those of traditional addictive drugs such as cocaine and marijuana, but the word "abstinence" sounds like it will not be a pleasant word.Hypatia felt that this moment was the most painful in her life.

Sherlock, who has always been proud and self-sufficient, was locked in a small house with fences on the windows, and could only see the sunlight outside through the gaps in the fence.The Portkey is only in the hands of Mycroft. Originally, Mycroft wanted to give it to Mrs. Holmes, but she refused, saying: "A mother is always weak-hearted in front of her son, so I can only leave it to you."

"Yes, Mummy." Mycroft replied, and then braved Sherlock's abuse, crying and begging every day to bring him food and talk to him.

It is impossible for Hypatia to be unaware of such a big event at home. After overhearing the words of Mycroft and Mrs. Holmes, she secretly hid aside and watched for a few days what Mycroft told Sherlock. In the scene of delivering meals, she went back to her room and found her darkest-colored dress, cut off the lace and decorations on it, put it on, and went outside Sherlock's room to cry loudly.

Sherlock saw Hypatia crying outside wearing a dark skirt through the small window on the door, and couldn't help asking, "Hypatia, who bullied you?"

"No, I'm here to cry for my brother Sherlock, who's dead."

"What nonsense, I'm still alive and well."

"He's dead, you're not him. My brother won't be controlled by a chemical, kneel at someone's feet like that beagle harrier wagging its tail at Mycroft, just to get A little chemical."

"Hypatia! I don't."

"No? I've heard and seen everything. You begged Mycroft to give you lsd like a puppy. I checked what lsd is!"

"How could Mycroft let you know? You shouldn't know these things, you're young."

"Why can't I know? Because these are not good things?"

"That's not the case, I..."

"Sherlock, do those medicines do anything other than make you have unhelpful daydreams?"

"At least it can keep me from being bored." Sherlock said later, his voice lowered unconsciously.

"Then you will be bored to death. I hope you will be bored to death! Ahhhhh..." Hypatia cried again.

"Don't cry, I can't take it now, and Mycroft won't let me touch another milligram."

"Then what happens when you go out?"

"This is a psychotropic drug, and it can be taken under the doctor's advice."

"You are not mentally ill, you don't need to take medicine."

"I...you don't understand."

"I understand, you are causing us all pain now, Mummy is going to start taking sleeping pills again, and Mycroft is playing the cello in the piano room until three o'clock in the morning."

"Hypatia..."

"You are not my brother, my brother will not let us suffer like this."

"I'm sorry." Through the door, after more than a month of rehab, Sherlock said this for the first time.

Afterwards, the rehab process went much smoother, but the relationship between Mycroft and Sherlock, as the first executor, could never return to the past. They seemed to like the days of tit for tat.Judging from the personalities of the two of them, it is estimated that their relationship will continue like this for a long time.