"Sherlock, that's him, the one I told you about." John said, looking at the tall man coming out of the luxury black car.

Sherlock turned his head, and the smiling face immediately revealed a childish expression: "Of course, of course it's him."

The man came over, still leaning on his black umbrella, followed by his beautiful secretary named Anthea.There was a smug smile on his face: "Doing voluntary labor again? Mommy is very touched by this, so let me bring you a gift."

Anthea raised her head from her mobile phone and opened the car door. Unexpectedly, a petite black-haired girl with oriental descent emerged from the car. As soon as Sherlock saw her, his expression changed, he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice to the man, "Why is she here?"

The man turned the black umbrella in his hand: "Of course Mommy asked me to bring her here. Why, don't you welcome her?"

John couldn't help asking: "Stop, what is your relationship? Why did you mention Mommy? And who is she?"

Sherlock didn't bother to answer, he was already thrown into his arms by the girl who came out of the car: "Sherlock, long time no see."

The man smiled and looked at them: "I knew Sherlock would like this gift, it's rare for him to be so happy."

Where does he look happy? John complained in his heart.However, Sherlock didn't seem to be unhappy. Although he looked a little stiff, he still hugged the girl back and introduced her to John, "John, this is Shelley Hope, my neighbor when I was young. Shelley, this It's Dr. John Watson, my cohabitant."

Shelley looked at them with wide eyes in surprise, and asked, "Are you married? Sherlock, you didn't tell me, I can send you gifts even in China."

"No, it's not," John quickly explained, "We're just renting together."

"That's it." Shelley still felt a little sour in her heart, is it because Sherlock is not just her friend? Sherlock has been working for several years, so it's normal to have friends of his own.She smiled and held out her hand to John, "Hello, Dr. Watson, I live with Sherlock, thank you for your hard work."

Even though I had only known him for a few days, it was really hard work.Thinking of being asked to cross half of London just to ask him to send a text message, John nodded with sympathy: "Hello, Miss Hope, just call me John."

"Okay, you can also call me Shelley." Shelley said, "We will be neighbors from now on."

Sherlock quickly turned around and asked, "Are you moving here?" He looked Shelley up and down, "It's the beginning of March and you're still wearing a thick down jacket. Obviously the city you started from is colder than London. Your face is a bit dry, and your hair is a bit dry." It’s messy, you just flew from Beijing to London today, and you came directly with mycroft without going home. I’m afraid your luggage is still in his car trunk. You said you would be neighbors with us in the future, and mycroft will rent it for you 3b? 222b has a dealer. I saw a rental announcement posted yesterday. John, it seems that we can have delicious cakes and coffee anytime in the future. The cakes made by shelley are very delicious, you will definitely like them. He turned and looked at mycroft, "mycroft, you are too stingy, I want shelley to help you look after me, shouldn't you buy the whole 222b? Oh, john, I forgot to introduce, this is my brother mycroft, he has gained weight again .”

Mycroft quickly defended: "On the contrary, I lost weight."

John's eyes widened in shock. What kind of brother would bribe his brother's cohabitant to spy on him, and what kind of brother would call his brother the big devil?And their mother, the gift they sent turned out to be a living person.

Shelley pursed her lips and smiled watching the two brothers quarreling, comforting: "Don't worry, they've always been like this. They've been fighting every day since Sherlock was in elementary school." She looked at her watch, j□j Between Zheng Huan's brothers, "Should we find a place to eat, I'm starving to death, the plane meal is really terrible."

Sherlock looked at his brother condemningly: "You went to pick up Shelley and didn't know to invite her to dinner. Come on, there is a good Chinese restaurant at the end of Baker Street, although it is not as good as your cooking skills, but fortunately they are open until 2 in the morning Come on, let's have a good meal and swipe mycroft card. Mycroft, you can put Shelley's luggage in 221b and you can go back, goodbye."

John felt that this was not very good, he opened his mouth to ease the atmosphere, Shelley had already pulled Shelock and said, "Shelock, don't do this, Mycroft should be hungry so late, let alone Anthea is here. Mycroft, come together , I even brought you a gift from China, and Aunt Antoie asked you to bring it to her."

"He's too busy starting a war to have time to eat with us," Sherlock said, "Good night, Mycroft, please don't start a war until we get home, we're all hungry and don't want to be stuck in traffic. taxi..."

"Okay," Shelley waved to Mycroft, "Goodbye, Mycroft, and don't forget to pay the landlord this day of the year."

"So, when he said he cared about Sherlock, did he really care? I always thought he was some kind of mastermind behind the scenes." When getting into the taxi, John said.

Shelley laughed: "Actually Mycroft is a government official, the head of the British CIA." She yawned, "I have to sleep well after dinner... oh, and I have to pack my bags, my God."

"You sleep in my room tonight, I'll just sleep in the living room." Sherlock said, "Pick up your things tomorrow, I happen to be free tomorrow, I think John has time too, right? John."

"Huh? Well, if you need help, just say it."

Shelley waved his hand: "The room doesn't need help, but the store needs to find someone to decorate and recruit waiters. It may be a bit busy."

"You don't need to worry about this. If mycroft doesn't help you with this, I will definitely call Mommy." Sherlock said, "We are here."

The name of the Chinese restaurant is eserestaurant, the decoration is very Chinese, and the dishes are just so-so. Although some improvements are inevitable, Shelley is just so so.It's just that she is really sleepy. She has been on the plane for almost 12 hours. She has been trying to stay up because she doesn't need to be jet-lagged. Now sitting in this warm room, she can't stop yawning.

"What the hell is mycroft thinking? He should just send you to eat and sleep, and go to Barts College to do something." Sherlock complained, looking at the rice on John's plate, "John, eat faster, let's go early go back."

John swallowed the food on his plate in two or three bites, and called the waiter to come over and pay the bill.Naturally, sherlock paid the bill, using mycroft's card.

Shelley rubbed his eyes sleepily, trying not to fall asleep, but couldn't help shivering when he went out: "Mycroft said that you got into the murderer's car by yourself in order to catch the murderer, and you almost How can I rest easy if I don’t take a look at the poison to prove that I’m smart?”

"Nothing," Sherlock said uncomfortably, taking off his coat and putting it on Shelley, "I was just pretending to eat, and such a bad old man, I beat him, there is no danger at all."

"No, it's just because of the temperature difference. I'm not cold. Put on your coat quickly, and be careful not to catch a cold." Shelley declined his kindness, "I didn't see it anyway, so you can say whatever you want. If you If you take this unnecessary risk again, just wait. Don’t worry, of course I won’t use Wing Chun on you. In the past few years, I have learned a few moves specially to deal with you. It hurts you, but it won't really hurt you."

Sherlock's body stiffened for a moment, and he glanced at John's surprised expression uncomfortably: "You are already 25 years old, don't fight like you did when you were a child, okay? If you continue to be so unladylike, if you can't get married, Aunt Moon should find me Trouble."

"Ha, do you have the right to criticize me as a person with a negative EQ?" Shelley gave him a contemptuous look, and stopped Sherlock from retorting, "I know you are smart and have a high IQ. Although I am stupid, I must throw out my EQ." You go ten blocks."

John finally couldn't help laughing, he still remembered that sherlodersen lowered the IQ of the whole street last night, and his words were incoherent: "so...so sherlock...lowered... the whole street Is your love... emotional intelligence..."

"That's a great way to say it," Shelley praised, "with a touch of Sherlock's meanness."

"Shut up." Sherlock glared at her. "If you talk about it again, I won't give you the room. I'll let you sleep on the sofa in the living room."

Shelley smiled and raised his hand: "Okay, okay, I surrender, Brother Shelly can't treat me like this."

"Don't call me Shelly." Sherlock said, but he didn't use his fast speech to mock Shelley. John thought he needed to smooth things over. It seems that they have a pretty good relationship?

John raised his eyebrows: "Are you... a couple?"

Two pairs of eyes looked over at the same time, Sherlock said: "John, what's going on in your little head? She and I are indeed childhood sweethearts, but they are just friends. And if we are a couple, why would she ask me if you and I are not?" get married."

Well, at least he didn't comment on my IQ, John thought reassuringly.

"John, you know, it's hard to fall in love with someone when you've seen him wet the bed with a runny nose." Shelley laughed.

"Are you talking about yourself?" Sherlock asked, "I'm two years older than you, and I didn't have a runny nose or bedwetting before I was two years old. But what you said makes sense, I did see you wet the bed Looks like a snot."

"Sherlock, I remember you said that you were married to work." John revealed his truth on the side.

Shelley complained: "Whether he marries Job or not, with his EQ, even if he really likes someone, I'm afraid he won't know."

"We're here, keep your voice down, don't wake Mrs. Hudson up." John turned on the hall light, and Sherlock ran upstairs to turn on the light.

"It looks really good," Shelley looked around the small living room. Her two suitcases had been placed next to the sofa. "It's just a bit messy, but I'm afraid I won't have time to clean it up for you these two days."

"This is fine now." Sherlock opened the door of his room, "This is my room, go to bed early, good night."

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