[Zhongyingmei] My brother's name is Hannibal

Mia was choked, and Sherlock looked at her with frank eyes, as if he really lamented her fate, Mia exhaled to calm down, "I also feel..."

Six-year-old Sherlock looked sideways at her wound, "You will probably be tied up like this for at least a week. I wanted to see you remove the bandaged wound, but unfortunately I'm going back to England tomorrow."

Mia selectively avoided his second sentence, "Are you going back to England?"

Sherlock glanced at her, "Why are you laughing, doesn't your neck hurt?"

The corner of Mia's mouth was pulled down by the cautious Mia, "It's a bit..."

His face is actually not long, but because of his slender aquiline nose and he doesn't like to smile, his sullen face looks a bit long, "Your name is Mia, Mia Rector, right? "

Mia doesn't know Hannibal's last name very well, because they generally communicate in French, and when they use Lithuanian in front of her, no one has ever told her the last name of the people around her, they all call names, including the one in front of her. Sherlock.

She only knew that his name was Sherlock. The uncle who sold honey in the town was also called Sherlock. It wasn't a very special name, so she didn't even know it was Sherlock Holmes when she looked at him.

"Probably," Mia answered him with a frown, "I'm not sure."

Sherlock took a deep breath, and his actions were obviously helpless, "Well, after all, you are only three years old."

Mia, who has lived for 20 years: ...why does it sound like he is dissing when the rescue words come out of his mouth?

Sherlock stood up, "You should remember my name, oh... I shouldn't have any expectations for a person who can't even remember his own surname."

Mia quickly answered him, "Sherlock, your name is Sherlock." She had a good memory.

Sherlock straightened his clothes, and he turned to tell her, with a sense of pride in his surname, "It's Sherlock Holmes, remember?"

Mia pondered for a while, "Sherlock... Holmes?"

"Yes, it seems unbelievable to hear my name from you? Did my name bother you?" He raised his chin slightly to look at her, a bunch of curly hair sticking out.

"No." Mia laughed, and slowly buried her face in the pillow, "I think I should have a good sleep, yes... sleep."

It may be a coincidence that the same name and surname are not necessarily the same.

Carlisle Karen personally came to visit Mia in the manor, and checked her wounds by the way.

"How do you feel, Mia, do you have a sore throat when you talk?" He seemed to think that his identity might arouse Mia's fear, so he followed Robert into the room, and he didn't come close, standing by the safe side of the bed. distance query.

Mia pulled her head out of the pillow, she smiled, her voice was a little hoarse because of some damage to her vocal cords, "I feel better, doc." The virtual character is a living vampire. After getting rid of the initial fear of vampires, Mia is now much relieved.

"That's good." Carlisle also laughed. He was gentle and gentle. When he noticed that Mia did not resist him, he checked her wound. His fingers accidentally touched her skin, and then he retracted immediately. , it seems that she is afraid that she will have any discomfort or fear.

"Pay attention to cleanliness, and try to talk less to protect your throat recently." He retreated so quickly that Mia didn't even see his movements. Carlisle was already standing at the door talking to Billijit about precautions. She blinked Blinking, Hannibal came over and wiped her cheek with a towel.

The days suddenly passed peacefully, and Holmes's family was left as an old man. Sherlock returned to England with his small luggage, and the Karen family also moved out one night. They did not have any relationship with Mia. I left this small town where I had lived for less than a year, and went to Washington.

Maybe they wanted to live their lives more at ease and didn't want to be disturbed, so they left quietly.

Mia was unpacking the small pile of presents from people who visited her. She liked unwrapping the wrapped presents just like unpacking express delivery. Hannibal especially put her on the bed to unpack them. It's time to cut it open for her.

He is not bored either, Mia's eyes light up every time she unwraps a cute little gift, and it makes him happy. Seeing her rolling and kicking on the bed with her favorite items is extremely cute.

Mia's life is not as idle as before. She needs to learn a lot. She is thirsty for any knowledge. Robert is very supportive of this. While learning French, he will take her to the studio Learn to draw for a while, of course, the premise is that Mia is willing to take this as a rest time.

There are a lot of paintings in the studio. In the corner, it is actually an obvious place. The drawing board is longer and wider than usual. Mia can’t see the content of the painting because Robert covered it with a piece of silk .

Mia looked curiously. Robert was sitting there with a paintbrush in his hand to fill in the colors. He turned his head and looked at Mia, "What are you looking at, baby... Oh, that painting hasn't reached your comprehension yet, I I think it’s better not to watch it for now.”

Mia nodded and ran to Robert's side. The man rubbed her head, "Does Mia need to take a break?"

In fact, she wanted to rest for a while. In addition to learning French and painting every day, she had a fixed time in the evening to practice kendo with Hannibal-this is the knowledge brought by Mrs. Purple. Learned well.

Hannibal is getting taller and taller, and his face is also getting tougher, like a knife hidden in its sheath, which can be fatal if drawn out at any time.

Hannibal's bamboo knife is shorter than his legs, and Mia is also wearing a tight dress and her hair is tied up, waving a small bamboo stick beside him.

"Drink!" Hannibal turned around very neatly. The bamboo knife seemed to split the air and made a crackling sound. Four-year-old Mia followed his example and swung her round face with a serious expression. "Drink!" in a childish voice.

"Oh..." Billijit put her right hand on the side of her face, and couldn't help talking to the driver Serge, "Look, Miss Mia's movements are so cute."

Serge nodded, twirled a piece of biscuit that Biligit held in the other hand, and ate it in his mouth. After being spotted by Biligit, he moved away from him.

"This is a snack specially for Master Hannibal and Miss Mia, Serge, do you want to deduct wages?"

Serge quickly waved his hand to Billijit, who has the source of income, "The dim sum next to me is emitting a tempting aroma, oh dear Billijit, your craftsmanship is really great... I didn't mean it , it was tempting me to eat it, I swear by God!"

Rounding the corner with compliments is Serge's forte, and Billijit loves it.

"There's no next time, Serge," she warned him, even though he would do it next time.

Hannibal went out to school again, and Robert discussed school with him after he could speak fully.

"You are very smart Hannibal. Staying in the manor will limit your way of thinking. You are suitable for a vast space to face a bigger world. I believe you will make a great achievement in the near future." This is Robert's In other words, he had a teacher he knew in a private school, and even though he was a little far away and could only come back once on the weekend, it was already a good choice for Hannibal.

Mia was already practicing kendo under the big tree in the manor. She was practicing very hard to gain the ability to protect herself. Hannibal watched her on the veranda for a while, and then returned to the room.

It is impossible for him to take Mia to school with him. Only in the manor can Mia get real protection and knowledge. He packed up his bag by himself, and finally put the small portrait of Mia in the drawer in his bag inside.

At least I have a thought when I can't see it.

That night, Hannibal took Mia to look at the stars for a while. He was used to sleeping with Mia. He wondered if Mia would dare to sleep alone after he left.But... Billijit, the housekeeper at home, likes Mia very much, so he probably doesn't need to worry about that.

He didn't say anything, and Mia could feel something was wrong.

Hannibal was quietly sent to school by Serge early the next morning with his bag on his back. When Mia woke up, the bed was cold.

Mia, who thought she was thrown out, jumped out of bed and ran out. She forgot to put on her shoes and ran downstairs.

"Hannibal!"

"Oh my miss," Billijit was pouring tea for Mrs. Zi, she put down the teapot and quickly walked over to pick her up, "Master Hannibal is going to school, and he needs to be back this weekend. "

The last Mia to know was hiding by the door the night Hannibal came back, and Hannibal refused to let her hug her.

Mia squinted at him and said nothing.

Hannibal took the doll out of his schoolbag and handed it over, flatteringly.

"I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would cry," Hannibal stuffed the candy into Mia's mouth again, "I miss Mia very much these days."

Mia chewed the candy reluctantly, "I don't miss you at all." While saying this, she smashed her head on Hannibal's leg and grabbed the hem of his pants.

Robert has been a little anxious recently. There seems to be something wrong with his estate and the family's funds can't support him to live here anymore.

"It doesn't matter," Mrs. Zi has always supported her husband in everything he did. "My father still has a house in Paris, but it's not as big as the manor, and it's more Japanese-style... I don't mean anything else Robert, You know I love you."

Mia is already very proficient in conversations in French. She is sitting on the sofa watching the fairy tale book that Billijit reads to her, while listening to the conversation between Robert and Mrs. Purple. Their life status does not seem to be optimistic.

"I know, Shikibu." Robert sighed, "There are too many memories here, I am reluctant to sell the mortgage... I am a man who cannot be relied on by you, and I have nothing but the false title of Earl I can't give it to you."

Mia didn't go over to listen to their love story. She went back to the room and dragged out her treasures from under the bed, ready to move at any time. She had seen men in suits walking around with documents for several days. .

The move was quick, and on the weekend that Hannibal came back, a mighty move began. It was in the center of Paris, and the house was not as big as the manor, but it was grand enough.

The new environment gave Mia a different feeling. She opened the heavy curtains—a few months of training had made her a lot stronger. It was a sign that she hadn’t lived in it for a long time, and the windows were covered with dust.

Mia wiped it clean with a rag. She pushed open the old window, and the atmosphere outside was different from that of the small town. There was a similar house on the opposite side, and it was also a transparent glass window. Mia looked around. After looking around, when she turned her head, there was a braided girl standing by the opposite window. She was wearing a red dress and was smiling at Mia.