Did you eat a famous detective today? [Zhongyingmei]

Dalyan's heart suddenly became anxious.

She stood there, watching the tall and thin figure getting farther and farther away from her, and suddenly didn't understand what kind of trick Sherlock was playing this time.

but……

A more important thought came to her mind.

That oversized doll bear is indeed very important... Although it was painful to give up the love all night, but!she regrets...

Darian has a habit of sleeping with something in her arms every night, and her posture is not as neat as Sherlock's, like a burial. She likes to curl up like some kind of small animal.

And this habit is still maintained even after becoming a vampire.

She just loves to hug soft things.Like a pillow or something.

Although vampires don't need to sleep, just like last night, even if they want to sleep, they can't sleep.It's hard to suddenly break a habit you've maintained for years.

Darian thought, and sighed again.

It's not what she wants either.

The girl gritted her teeth and took a few steps forward quickly. Just as the tall man was about to touch the doorknob of his bedroom again, and when he entered, she grabbed his clothes.

To be honest, in order to give Darian, a little brain that can't move at all, a little time to react, Sherlock even went from the sofa in the living room to his bedroom, and even the size of each step was carefully planned in his mind. design.In case he entered the room before she really figured it out.

That wouldn't be much fun.

Sherlock is [-]% sure that Darien will definitely block him a second before he enters the room.

He tried his best to restrain the corners of his lips that were about to rise, so as not to let Dalyan see something.

There was no ups and downs in his tone: "what?"

Dalyan cleared her throat, her eyes dodged a little, "That's right, actually—"

Sherlock's eyes moved.

Dalyan said all she wanted to say in one brain: "Actually, I need it very much, why don't you give it back to me?" Even so, Dalyan has been thinking about the solution: "We wait How about going out to buy you a new one later?"

"No." Sherlock still refused, but looking at his face that began to show a flamboyant expression, he seemed to enjoy this moment when everything was in the driver's seat.

Sherlock also added, "I spent the night with it, and I have feelings for it."

Dalyan almost laughed out of anger, just a stuffed toy, and made it sound like something really happened between the two of them.

"I also have feelings for it." Dalyan argued, "I even named it specially! It's called Zorro, I like Zorro!"

The name Zorro was repeatedly weighed by Sherlock, and finally the stone in his heart fell, and he guessed what character it was in the cartoon.

Darian has always been childish.

But Sherlock suddenly thought that there seemed to be a very childish girl beside him before.I hate going to his bedroom because there is not a single light and casual reading in the bookshelf that comes with his bedroom.In her language, it's just books read by some Mediterranean old men, with an old man's taste.

"I also named it." The teasing in Sherlock's tone became more intense, "It's called Darya."

Dalyan touched her head, blushing, "It's a male bear, how can you name it a girl? You did it on purpose!"

"How do you know its gender? Toys don't take gender into consideration."

Dalyan was speechless for a while, and Sherlock would say something strange to choke others.

The most important thing is that every time he said something damn reasonable.

"Anyway, I don't care, it's called Zorro, and I've always called it that." Darien didn't want to talk nonsense with him.

If you pull it any further, you will be stunned.

Sherlock smiled lowly, "Since you gave it to me, the naming rights belong to me, and I will call it Daryan."

A girl can't stand the thought of this overbearing guy calling her name to a teddy bear in the room.

"Darian."

"Darian."

"Darian?"

The girl imagined Sherlock repeatedly calling this name, and suddenly became more uneasy.

This is too... too shameful!It doesn't fit her personality as a single dog!

"No, no...!" Dalyan's tone was high, but she felt that her reaction was too strong, and she forcibly suppressed the mood of repeatedly jumping between extreme values, and said, "Names cannot be shared. Calling, it will make people feel that they are calling me."

Sherlock stared at the girl thoughtfully for a while, but his hands were not idle, he opened the bedroom door.

"The room is soundproof, so you can't hear anything." He said, but his eyes fell on the plush teddy bear in the room that made Dalyan's dream come true.

"How about—" He lowered his voice.

"How about?" Although Dalyan didn't go in, her eyes still stuck there.

"You call it by name, and see if it agrees to you. If it agrees, it will follow you." Sherlock suddenly thought of something funny, and deliberately gave Dalyan a task that could not be completed.

Teddy bears have no thoughts and no life. Of course, they don't have any concept of names, let alone follow each other when they hear their names.

Darien glared at him.

God knows, how much she wants to use the supernatural power of vampires now.

As long as you move your little finger, the teddy bear will not only follow her obediently, but also talk.

In the past, if Darian felt lonely, she would use some powers on the bear so that she would have someone to talk to.

She didn't speak, but there was a clear resentment in the eyes that fell on Sherlock.

"It won't agree to you either, and its name is not Dalyan." The girl added rather unconvinced.

So what if Sherlock is brilliant, he has no magic and can't manipulate teddy bears.

Sherlock didn't answer her, but walked closer and closer to the teddy bear in the room, "Darian."

"Huh?" Dalyan didn't know why, but responded honestly.

It took a few seconds before she remembered that Sherlock wasn't calling her at all.

Damn, I was fooled.

Sherlock smiled a rare laugh, and a loud one at that.

Dalyan felt ashamed.

Immediately afterwards, she leaned on the door frame and looked in slightly, and saw Sherlock directly picked up the teddy bear, took a few symbolic steps, and put it back again.

Darian:?

"You cheat, it doesn't count."

"I didn't say you can't use your hands." Sherlock glanced at the girl, "Darian—very obedient."

Or she was too young to compete against the guy in front of her, full of bad taste.

Dalyan resigned to her fate, snorted and turned around to leave.

"If you want, it's not impossible."

"What do you mean?" Darian turned back obediently.

"Promise me one thing."

The girl frowned, and thought for a long time, "Isn't there something else to sleep with you? No, that's impossible!"

Sherlock looked hopeless, "Don't go to Parker's house for dinner, stay here."

"Why? People have invited me." Dalyan said, "It's not easy to refuse. Besides, I have been with them for a while, and I also have feelings."

"Mei doesn't know how to cook at all. When you go, she will only take you to restaurants outside. Trial and error."

"How do you know she won't? You never had dinner with her."

"Do you think everyone is as stupid as you?" The man came out again, stretched out his hand and flicked the girl's forehead, "Besides—I've been with you for a while, between us—we should have feelings."

"In terms of time, we meet all day; in terms of frequency of conversation, it is frequent every day; in terms of IQ—"

"I'm much stronger than them, too."

The last comparison is entirely Sherlock's personal selfishness.

"Could it be the same?" Dalyan muttered softly.

"In that case, then I have no choice but to accept your reluctance to part with it, and continue to be with it—" Sherlock meant, "and Daryan, it's hard to let go."

???

As he spoke, he opened the door a little more, so that Darian could catch a glimpse of the bear just by looking up.

"Don't think about it?"

Dalyan is really convinced, she is now in a dilemma.

One side is going out to eat, and the other side is the beloved teddy bear.

"But, even if I don't go, what special impact will it have on you?" Dalyan asked sincerely.

Sherlock was stunned for a few seconds, but the determined look well overshadowed the moment of stunned, "I am a patient with skin hunger//thirst, I am very important."

OK? Fine

Seeing that Dalyan didn't respond, he quickly added another sentence to cover up something else that was filling his heart at the moment, "Besides, the most important point is that you promised me before that we have an agreement."

He nodded slightly as he spoke, he was logically self-consistent.

Dalyan scratched her head: "It seems correct to say that..."

Her voice suddenly became softer, and she couldn't catch it in the air.

"Then, I'll stay with you as much as I can." Dalyan replied, her youthful face seemed to add a little docile feeling.

She seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and said sternly, "Don't name my little bear indiscriminately!"

"By the way... have you paid the rent this month? It would be bad if you were kicked out to sleep on the street in the middle of your stay."

After Dalyan said this, Sherlock, whose facial expression could not be more flat, suddenly became subtle.

She thought about the issue of the rent, and her attitude towards Sherlock was even better than before—it was fine for the landlord who had never met face-to-face to keep the rent so low, and it was clear that the rent should be [-]-[-] according to the agreement. Locke directly blocked Dalyan's idea of ​​handing over by herself.

Sure enough, it is short-handed and soft-mouthed when eating people.

Anyway, it's useless to say more at this moment, but it will make things more and more complicated.

Sherlock nodded noncommittally.

How to say...

In fact, this house was originally his?