[Zhongyingmei] She has a very bad temper in Kuaichuan

When he woke up again, he was already at 221B Baker Street.

Cecilia thought about what Sherlock said.

Don't repeat meaningless things.

It is her own business to threaten people, but if she really wants to kill the other party, this matter has risen to the nature of punishment, and she is not qualified to complete this matter.

Because, justice that can be decided by one person, what kind of justice is this?

So, what she has to do is to control her temper?

Cranky Sissy starts to think about her own problems for the first time.

Sherlock wasn't at home, she thought about it for a while, the living room wasn't messy, but it wasn't neat in the strict sense either, she sat on the sofa and turned on the computer on the table.

The screen is the system screen that comes with the computer, and the desktop is as clean as a newly bought computer.

She opened the only browser that existed, and wanted to search for games, but suddenly, she swiped the mouse and clicked on the history.

London weather.

Flight records to London.

Physiological characteristics of ectothermic animals.

Recent political stances of the Frank family.

……

Cecilia: "..."

Is there anyone more boring than this curly-haired man?

Probably not, she thought.

She silently downloaded a gunfight game. In the last world, she barely touched it. Jarvis helped her reach the full level, and all the equipment was the best. She has always occupied the first place in the district list. Made her lose interest in the game.

But now that Sherlock is not at home, she secretly prepares to embark on the road of e-sports again.

The game is still being downloaded. Because the game is relatively large, it will not be easy to download for a while. She walked around the room and flipped through the books. They are all obscure knowledge. She has no desire to read, so she just set aside.

Suddenly, she felt that playing games is not a good hobby, just like a girl addicted to the Internet, she should find a healthy hobby, such as reading.

She went downstairs to the nearest bookstore, stood at the door, glanced at the assortment of books inside the glass door, and then took a small step forward, Chessia was invited in by the enthusiastic clerk, a handsome clerk When he looked at her, he smiled at the corner of his mouth, and introduced books to her intimately.

If she paid a little attention to the clerk's eyes, she could see the clerk's unabashed appreciation for her.

"Here is an excerpt from O. Henry's short stories that you may be interested in. It displays a unique style of humor. O. Henry's works are always a model of good stories, and you will not be disappointed."

The clerk's voice was pleasant, and he looked at her eyes like stars.

Cecilia has never been to a bookstore, and she rarely interacts with the waiters. Every time she goes shopping, she has a list in her mind, and she can go directly to buy, so she doesn't know the sales methods of the waiters.

So, Cecilia nodded and bought the book.

Now that the book has been bought, she holds the book and prepares to leave here.

The clerk suddenly came to her with two movie tickets, the smile on his face was as dazzling as the sun, "Beautiful lady, may I ask, your week..."

Cecilia held the book in one hand, pushed open the glass door with the other, and said indifferently, "No, thank you."

After speaking, he opened the door and walked out.

The smile on the handsome clerk's face froze, "..." No, I didn't mean that!Ladies, listen to me!

After buying the book and returning to the room, Checiya glanced at the computer. The game was still being downloaded, so she carefully tore open the package.

This book was hardcover, and it felt very good to the touch. She stroked the cover lightly, and then opened the first page.

Cecilia, who was reading a book for the first time, turned to the first page with little interest.

Oh God, after reading the first story, she started to read the second story with more than enough interest.

So in the end, even after the game was downloaded, she still held the selection of O. Henry's short stories and read it with relish.

This state of obsession continued, even when Sherlock came back, she didn't notice it, and she didn't even raise her head.

"O. Henry?" Sherlock glanced at the book she was holding. "This book was written when he was in a difficult financial situation. The contradictions in his thoughts and the weaknesses of his works were limited, which did not match its popularity."

He noticed the computer that was on, and judging from his observation of her, she should have turned it on for entertainment.

Glancing at the sign showing that the game was downloaded successfully, his guess was confirmed.

Chessia looked up from the book and asked him with some doubts, "Why do humans give gifts to each other?"

She didn't quite understand the meaning of this gift, she thought it was just a gift without any emotional meaning, but the first story in the book was started by giving gifts at Christmas, and she thought they were all dispensable.

Gifts, if they must be called gifts, she doesn’t know how humans send them back and forth. If you want something, why can’t you tell the other party directly, and let the other party decide for themselves. If you don’t like what you give, it’s not difficult to deal with ?

And Sherlock, who disdains human emotions, finds that he can't answer her question.

The smartest Mr. Holmes: "..."

Remembering that the protagonists in the first story were a couple, she said again, "Then you must not have a wife."

"I don't need it."

"Even if you need it." Chessia became interested. For the first time, she deeply realized that she was about to have a reason to despise him. "You can't find anyone willing to be your wife."

So, the prank Cici once again set a flag for herself.

The author has something to say: After marriage, Sherlock: Is it fun?lady.

Cecilia: ... Excuse me, goodbye.