[Comprehensive British and American] My Neighbor Mr. Holmes

The goose-feather-like snow fluttered down, dyeing William white.

When William stepped into the house, Sherlock was drinking tea and reading the newspaper in the living room. His plain eyes changed when he saw the snowflakes all over William's body. He hurried to William's side and pulled William's hand. Clothes, began to pick.

"Xia, Sherlock," William saw that Sherlock unbuttoned him rudely, took off his coat, threw it aside, and couldn't help saying, "I, I..."

"To shut up."

Sherlock didn't listen to William's words. He casually took off his scarf hanging on the coat rack, and wiped the snowflakes on William's head that melted into water due to the heat. After Sherlock finished wiping, he took the scarf off. Still on the ground, William walked back to the sofa without looking at him, continued to pick up the newspaper he was reading, and looked.

"Sherlock, I have something to tell you."

Seeing this, William approached Sherlock, bit his lip, and said.

"Your memory has recovered."

Sherlock said without looking up.

"Yes," William admitted with a nod, "but, I...I have one more thing to say."

"Did you have other lovers?"

At this point, Sherlock removed the newspaper in his hand and looked at William with silver gray eyes.

"No, no."

William shook his head without thinking about it.

"In that case, what else can you say," Sherlock said, looking at the newspaper again.

"I want to say, actually I... I'm already dead."

William's face turned pale, he looked at Sherlock, and finally told the truth, "I am actually a person from thousands of years ago. At that time, humans, gods and demons were mixed together. My master...is my teacher. He 'killed' me to death, let me fall into a deep sleep, and only by chance, I woke up."

"Thousands of years ago?"

Sherlock's eyes lit up. He put down the newspaper and looked at William back and forth. There was no fear in his eyes, but excitement. "Isn't this very good?"

Having said that, Sherlock picked up the fruit knife on the table, and when William didn't pay attention, he lightly scratched it, "I'll do some experiments on these, you wait a moment."

William blinked, watching Sherlock rush upstairs with such excitement, speechless.

"Sherlock, it's... too much!"

Although William said like this, he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

At first, William was a little worried that Sherlock would care, but he didn't expect that Sherlock would be like this anyway, which really made him angry and funny.

However, this kind of Sherlock moved him even more.

Perhaps, the purpose of his time travel is for Sherlock, not necessarily.

Thinking of this, William laughed.

The sky was getting darker and the snow was still falling heavily. William looked out the window and saw that there was already about an inch of snow. I believe that when the weather clears tomorrow, everyone will start to shovel the snow.

Since Christmas has just passed one day, the joy of the holiday still hasn't disappeared, William couldn't help laughing when he saw the snowman piled up outside the window.

All of a sudden, it seemed like a whole family eating hot pot together.

Thinking of this, William walked into the kitchen and looked in the refrigerator. Because it was going to be Christmas, there were a lot of things for sale, and there were all kinds of things.

After frying the ingredients, William washed all the dishes, and summoned the house elves, made a lot of meatballs of various flavors, and then made the soup, and distributed a few candies to each house elf. , happily left.

After William placed the meatballs on the dining table and finished the soup, Watson came back.

Although it is Christmas, there will still be people who get sick or some bad things happen. So, before this time, there will be doctors on duty in the hospital. Today is Watson's turn, so Watson went out early , and never came back until now.

"William, what are you doing? It smells so good!"

Watson took off his snow-stained coat, rubbed his hands that were red with cold, looked at the steaming soup, and asked suspiciously.

"Hotpot, a Chinese dish," William said with a smile as he put the last dish on the table, "Go and call Sherlock and Aunt Hudson, we are ready to eat."

"I'm going right now."

Watson said, now wake up Aunt Hudson, and then went upstairs to call Sherlock down.

After all four of them arrived, Aunt Hudson looked at William excitedly and asked happily, "William, did you learn this? It's amazing."

William brushed the thinly sliced ​​beef in the soup, then put the dipping sauce in Aunt Hudson's bowl, and said with a smile, "Taste how it tastes."

After finishing speaking, William took another seafood ball and handed it to Sherlock, and put it to his lips, "Try it?"

Sherlock opened his mouth expressionlessly, and when he was about to eat, William snapped it back and put it in his mouth.

"Well, it tastes good." After chewing, William said seriously.

Sherlock looked at William and turned his head to the side with a serious face, but within two seconds, Sherlock suddenly smiled.

"Little bastard."

William blinked, unmoved.

"You look so sweet," Aunt Hudson said, looking at William and Sherlock lovingly and said, "When are you going to get married?"

"Pfft!" William said.

"Ahem." Watson said.

Compared to the restlessness of the two, Sherlock, one of the parties involved, was much calmer. He picked up a piece of mushroom, put it in his mouth, and said calmly, "My parents will be back in a few days."

"Eh?"

William looked at Sherlock in surprise, with a puzzled look on his face, "Your parents are back?"

"Well, I called them." Sherlock said to William as it should be, "I promised you that I will be responsible for you."

"But, isn't this... too fast?"

William's heart was pounding, and his face was flushed with blush. Even so, he still couldn't help but say this.

"Too fast for you?"

Sherlock was a little surprised. He looked at William and said, "If that's the case, then I won't see you until you think about it."

"..." William lowered his head in silence, speechless.

"Perhaps it will be all right after Watson gets married."

William pondered for a moment and said.

"What? I'm married?"

Watson was taken aback, he didn't expect William to say this when he was watching a good show, he dropped all the meatballs on the fork into the bowl in surprise, "I don't even have a girlfriend now, how can I get married!"

"Believe me, Watson," William said to Watson solemnly, "With your ability, you will definitely be very popular with women. I believe you will have a girlfriend again in a short time."

Watson suspiciously picked up the fallen ball and put it in his mouth.

A hot pot made everyone feel satisfied. William rubbed his belly full of food, with a troubled expression on his face.

"William, if you and Sherlock weren't already together, I would definitely pursue you!"

Watson held his obviously protruding belly, smacked his lips in recollection, and said with a sigh.

In this regard, Sherlock's hand holding the cup paused, and he glanced at William indiscriminately. Seeing that he was unmoved, he put the cup to his lips and took a sip.

"Oh, I think I'll gain a few pounds tonight!"

As Aunt Hudson spoke, she looked at the remaining ingredients with an unsatisfactory expression on her face.

Seeing that everyone likes it, William put the cup away with a smile and said, "Since everyone likes it, let's continue to eat it another day."

Having said that, William saw everyone looking at him in surprise, smiled, and continued, "You know there are other flavors, we can try them all."

"It's really nice."

Watson stood up as he spoke, ready to pack everyone's leftover dinner plates, "I packed up the things."

"Leave this to me."

William pressed Watson's hand and said with a smile, "I'll clean up, you rest for a while."

"This……"

Watson looked at William suspiciously, saw him blinking at him, and instantly understood what William meant, although he didn't understand why William did what he meant.

Seeing Watson go back, after William cleared away the plates, he made a cup of appetizing tea for each of them, hoping to make them feel better with their full stomachs.

"William, what do you want to tell us." Sherlock finished his appetizer tea, looked at William and said.

"It's like this, I... I want to move out of here for a while."

After hesitating for a moment, William said what he was interested in.

"why?"

"what happened?"

Watson and Aunt Hudson looked at William in surprise, and really couldn't figure out why William wanted to move out at this time.

"Could it be that Sherlock did something sorry for you and was discovered by you?"

Aunt Hudson's mind was wide open, she glanced at Sherlock, and asked William angrily, "Is it that woman who often makes 'groan' noises to him, oh my god, by me With experience, you don't need to look to know that woman is definitely not as good as my dear Will!"

"No, it's not, Aunt Hudson."

William explained to Aunt Hudson dumbfounded, "It's because I've been in some trouble recently."

"trouble?"

Aunt Hudson asked worriedly, even Watson looked over with concern, only Sherlock thought for a while and said, "It's a demon."

"Yes, it is indeed a demon," William told everyone the news he got from Beelzebub, but he still concealed some things in the middle.

"You mean, now all the demons want to find your master."

Sherlock was a little weird when he said the last word "Master", because William said these two words in Chinese, so this word was spoken by Sherlock who has always used English, which has an indescribable weirdness feeling.

"Yes, I think that group of demons will definitely continue to come to me in the days to come," William said.

"I don't think so." Sherlock thought for a moment and said.

"Why?" William looked at Sherlock who said these words in surprise, and asked with a puzzled expression.