[Zhongyingmei] There are new relationships every day

Recalling the tender and miserable days, Alicia almost didn't want to speak.

She knew the tall curly-haired name that day - Sherlock Holmes, it is said that he is a magical guy.

Girls have a lot of thoughts, and their homework is not too difficult.Alicia unexpectedly became Sherlock Holmes' little follower inexplicably.

Alicia didn't realize this until more than a week later.

At that time, she looked at the eye-catching SH at the end of the text message on her mobile phone, and felt that her problem of facial control had to be corrected.

Really, it has to be changed.

The platinum-haired girl looked helpless, and decided to throw the phone aside and ignore it, at least finishing the experimental design.As a result, Sherlock's text messages were like bombers, one after another.

Alicia: "..."

Rapunzel rubbed her temples, sighed, and left the library with the book in her arms.

Alicia fiddled with her phone while walking, and replied to Sherlock's text message.

However, as soon as she left the school gate, Alicia was kidnapped.

——At least Alicia thought it was kidnapping at the time.

The 14-year-old Alicia is already 1.6 meters [-], not short, but her face is a bit immature.

She has learned a little self-defense, and has been practicing with a coach for a while.But when she was in real danger, the platinum-haired girl was in a hurry, and was finally stuffed into the black car by the collar.

The girl is still very sensible, she forced herself to calm down in the car, and gave the "criminal" who kidnapped her a lot of nonsense, hoping to be let go, but it was of no use.

The car drove in an unknown direction, and Alicia almost cried until the car stopped in front of a dessert shop, and the co-pilot got another person.

Alicia was a little dazed.

The man sitting in the co-pilot watched her through the rearview mirror and smiled.

This is the first meeting between Alicia and the big black boss of the Holmes family, Mycroft Holmes.

The man in a suit and leather shoes bought a donut, sat in the passenger seat of the car, and asked her in a drawn-out tone: "Alicia Stein, do you want to earn some living expenses?"

impressive.

***

Loki didn't let Alicia go alone, since there was nothing to do, he was with him.

Alicia wore a decent work attire, a white shirt with a hip skirt and a small suit, and she looked like a professional elite, completely different from the delicate girls who came here before.

This is what she looks like at work.

Alicia looked at the address sent in the text message, stood in front of the door and raised her eyebrows.

221B Baker Street... Doesn't look like he's in any trouble again.

The girl with platinum hair thought for a while, reached out and knocked on the door.

With the knock on the door, two violins sounded.

Alicia can't play the violin.

But she will listen.

The two piano sounds that seem to overlap are excellent, one is skillful, and the other is immature but full of emotion... Both are very unpleasant.

Pull out the sound of the piano with difficult noise levels with skillful and excellent skills, which is what Sherlock Holmes loves to do.

The platinum-haired girl twitched the corners of her mouth and knocked on the door again.

Watson in the door is completely unable to stop Holmes X2.

He felt that his hair was about to fall out, and the "father and son" who were "about the same age" couldn't resist each other when they were stubborn, and they just wanted to talk there, stopped talking, and communicated with the violin.

Watson just wanted to plug his ears and leave quickly.

He happened to be downstairs when Alicia knocked on the door, otherwise amidst the noise...he might not have heard the knock.

Mr. Surgeon opened the door.

There were two people standing at the door, a man and a woman.

The man has slightly long black hair, with an uneasy expression, frowned, wearing a black casual suit, with the woman on his arm; the woman is wearing a light gray suit with an unbuttoned suit jacket, and her delicate face is full of good looks. smile.

Her long platinum-blond hair was tied behind her head, and she looked elegant and capable. She stepped on high heels and was more imposing than Watson himself. Her pair of blue eyes were eye-catching.

Watson froze for a moment: "Hello."

Alicia took her arm from Loki's arm, and stretched out her hand to Watson: "Hello, Alicia Stan. I just received a call from you, sir, sorry for the late arrival."

Love, Alicia Stein? !

Watson shook his head quickly: "No, no, it's not too late if you have nothing to do. Come in."

Alicia took Loki into 221B.

She was still looking at it from the corner of her eye, collecting some basic information.

Uh... this should be an ordinary residence, Sherlock won't cause trouble here, right?

Yes, probably not.

Alicia blinked, the smile on her face unchanged, waiting for Watson to speak first.

But Watson really didn't know what to say.He could only lead the way, listening to the magic voice, and stood at the door on the second floor.

"I'm sorry, but I really don't know what to do. They both don't listen to me," Watson coughed dryly. "I think, at least the relationship between you and the two of them...it's easier to say something."

Alicia:? ? ?

She lifted her leg and walked up the last step.

The violin noise stopped abruptly.

Alicia saw that the movements in the room were almost the same, holding the violin in her hand and looking at the two little curly hairs, one big and one small, at the door, her heart moved.

There is always an ominous premonition...

Four years have passed since she returned to the United States after graduating from college, and Alicia hasn't seen Sherlock for four years.

The big curly was still the same as before, with staring eyes and no expression on his face; while the pale face of the small curly standing opposite him was dyed pink.

Little Curly put the violin on the sofa, straightened his T-shirt, and walked quickly to Alicia's side.

The 11-year-old boy was not short, and his curly hair made him look as tall as Alicia's chin.

The platinum-haired girl looked at the young boy rushing over, and the alarm sounded in her heart.

Little Curly stopped in front of Alicia, smiled at her, showing the dimple on the left side of her face, and her blue eyes were filled with joy: "Mom!"

Alicia jerked her head back to look at her real fiancé.

The man stood at the door with his eyes downcast, the shadow of the room fell on him, looking innocent and lonely.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not your mother." Alicia was used to saying no even, "My kid, you must have mistaken someone."

Alicia licked her mouth, feeling extremely guilty.

She never thought that she would run into another guy called her mother here.

Why is it endless? !

Little curly hair is not angry when "mother" says that.

"I'm Conan, Conan Holmes Stan," Conan happily introduced himself to his mother, "Don't worry, I've brought evidence."

With that said, he went to rummage through the backpack placed beside the sofa, and took out a photo.

He stuffed the photo under Alicia's eyelids like offering a treasure, and Alicia wanted to hang herself after seeing it.

The photo shows a rare family of three.

Sherlock, who seemed a little unfriendly in the past, also softened at this time.

The platinum-blonde girl lying on the bed smiled lovingly, and both of them were looking at the baby sucking on the pacifier in their arms.

Although the photo looks a bit old, and the people in the photo are not what they are now... But as long as they see the people in the photo, no one can deny that they are Alicia and Sherlock.

Alicia: I'm not!I don't!I have no idea!

Watson moved closer and took a glance.He looked at Sherlock who said nothing, at Conan who was smiling cutely, then at Alicia with a face of rejection and the expressionless strange man she brought, and wowed in his heart.

Sherlock, who had been silent for a while, spoke at this moment: "You didn't show me the evidence."

And this ten-year-old boy really calmed down!

Conan relaxed a lot after Alicia appeared, and he made a face at Sherlock: "Hmph."

——As a vengeful writer, he decided to write this guy who bullied him as a villain.Hmm... write it as a dragon!

Sherlock: "..."

He didn't care too much, and turned his attention to Alicia: "Boyfriend? No, it looks more like a fiance. Alicia, you still haven't grown up after all these years, and your vision remains the same."

Alicia Blank Stein: "Yes, I have poor eyesight, that's why I met you at the beginning."

Watson tried not to laugh out loud.

Sherlock didn't answer him, but began to look at Alicia's fiancé.

He has a good figure, and his subtle movements can tell that he has received a good education. No, he behaves more like an ancient nobleman, and his brain may not be normal. Looking at his face, he is the kind that Alicia likes, and he looks good. A little unique taste; from the appearance, the clothes and shoes are all custom-made, I will enjoy it, the cuffs are not worn out, and I have high demands on myself; pride, arrogance, and pathological possessiveness...

The gray-blue inorganic eyes met the dark green ones.

When Sherlock looked at each other, Loki also looked at him.

In terms of appearance, Sherlock Holmes is indeed the one that Alicia likes, not traditionally handsome but has its own unique taste; but the personality is definitely not the kind that Alicia can accept - a girl with platinum hair color It should be stuck in the palm of your hand and pampered, not to clean up other people's mess.

To put it simply... Although it is not pleasing to the eye, it is not threatening.

Loki came to a conclusion in his mind.

In the next second, the man who didn't threaten smiled at him, too fake to pretend: "Alicia, would you consider asking how much your fiancé has kept from you?"

The author has something to say: Jimei: Exploring on the verge of overturning

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