[Zhongyingmei] My brother's name is Hannibal

When the two most important men in your life stand in front of you and ask you to make a choice, it's a question of whether you run east or crawl west.

"Follow the choice in your heart, Mia," Hannibal seemed to take a step back, "Your prom needs to be a good memory for yourself, I have participated in many of your age groups, and this time is not missing. "

Mia grabbed Hannibal's arm, "You promised to be my male companion, and you can't go back on it."

Sherlock who was out before he could speak:? ? ?

"But you have a boyfriend," Hannibal sighed, "Although I'm not used to letting other men into your life, it's your choice after all."

"He won't mind." Mia pulled Hannibal's sleeve and looked back at Sherlock with wet eyes, "Sherlock, are you right?"

Sherlock: I don't mind, very much.

"Of course," Sherlock stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation, the villain in his heart roared and rolled on the ground a few times, "It's as long as Mia is happy."

Hannibal went back to his room contentedly, and Sherlock finally had a chance to touch his new girlfriend.

"I came all the way from London just to confess my love to you," Sherlock's expression was serious, and his tone of voice was as fast as usual, "It turned out that it was raining that day, and you hugged the flowers and asked me to stay away from you. "

Mia lowered her eyes and grabbed his fingers, "That's because you are too tall, I can't see your face when you stand too close..."

Sherlock wrapped Mia's hand in his palm, "I forgive you...but I can't attend your prom as a boyfriend, what should I do."

Feeling guilty, Mia lowered her head and saw her wrapped right hand, which was pulled slightly and then held tighter by Sherlock, "I promised my brother..."

"Of course I don't want you to go back on your brother." Sherlock is like a wolf in sheep's clothing that induces good children to do bad things. Except for the curly hair matching, his eyes narrowed and his tone of voice It's all bad, "Apart from your male partner, of course you need a suitor who will show up at the ball, and dancing a few dances with your suitor isn't too much."

Mia was coaxed into a daze, she hadn't heard that there were other options besides a male companion, "Okay, can this still be the case?"

"Why not?" Sherlock asked back, he raised Mia's hand, bent down and kissed the back of her hand, "Are you questioning my dancing skills? Of course I only dance with Mrs. Hudson ,Occasionally."

Mia blushed when he kissed her. Although this is a relatively common hand-to-hand etiquette in France, it always made her a little awkward.

She was attracted by Mrs. Hudson in Sherlock's mouth, "Who is Mrs. Hudson?" She didn't remember the names of the characters in the original Sherlock, except Watson.

"A landlady who likes to make desserts, I rent a house there." He seemed unwilling to talk about other things too much, and turned the topic back to Mia, "You haven't answered me yet, Mia."

"If you can come," Mia answered him in a low voice, "don't make my brother angry, he just isn't used to you."

Sherlock, who was beaten more than once; was not used to it many times before he was not a boyfriend.

He somewhat understood why he was able to catch up with Mia, he was too soft-hearted and easy to deceive.

Up to now, she still doesn't know her brother's true nature, and still fights for him.Maybe knew and thought Hannibal's behavior was justifiable.

This little fool, yes, is the girlfriend of his famous British detective, and he can't get rid of this name for the time being.

Sherlock decided to meet his girlfriend and make her look happier, "I understand, I won't conflict with him."

This promise seems unlikely to be fulfilled, but at least it gives Mia great hope.

"Perhaps," Sherlock began to hold Mia's wrist, her wrist was slender, white and tender, and the thin meridians could be vaguely seen, "You need to accompany me to choose a coat suitable for the prom, you What do you think? I don't want you to lose face in front of other classmates."

This was a good reason, one that Mia couldn't refuse. Of course, if Hannibal didn't walk down, his plan would probably succeed.

"I remember you said you would go home," Hannibal ruthlessly interrupted him and continued to seduce his sister, "It's too late to order now, and it will be faster to go home and choose a set, don't you think so?"

The interrupted Sherlock rubbed his brows, "You are right, Mr. Hannibal, but can I invite Miss Mia to go out alone? I will send her back before dinner."

Hannibal nodded, "Of course, but if it's too late, I'll bring a hammer to find someone."

This is probably the most graphic threat. The hammer who witnessed love finally created a wave of presence in front of readers.

Great job, Hammer.

Mia didn't look very energetic, in fact, Sherlock went around and brought Mia to the hotel room, which was neatly packed, except for the suitcase in the corner and the paper on the wooden table , It can be said that he has witnessed the heart of a man who wants to behave in front of his girlfriend and has nowhere to rest.

The confession was in the hotel, a place full of the most ambiguous factors, and that afternoon, Sherlock invited Mia into this room again, with a special invitation that made people blush.

"I think you need sleep," Sherlock pointed to the folded bed and motioned Mia to sit down, "You seem too nervous, of course I won't do anything to you, after all, you are underage. "

Mia sat on the edge of the bed shyly, of course she knew that Sherlock would not do anything, but the meaning from his mouth became very different.

She slept for a few hours in the morning because of drug addiction. After being stimulated by Hannibal's early return home, her tense nerves have not been relaxed, especially the skirt hidden under the bed.

Sherlock opened his suitcase in the corner, watching him curiously, yawning as he relaxed at four o'clock in the afternoon.

He produced a violin, which showed signs of frequent use.

"Do you have a favorite piece of music?" Sherlock asked her, standing straight one meter away from her, the violin has been attached to the junction of Sherlock's neck and shoulders, Mia shook her head, Sherlock's right hand Lifting the bow, "Let's play a hypnotic song, I think you need this."

They did not speak except for the melodious sound of the violin.

Sherlock stood at the light source by the window with his eyes closed. His movements were very standard, and every musical note he issued was mellow and graceful. Mia couldn't help but stare at him when he became quiet. This is what he showed A different side, which made Mia very novel.

When the song was over, Sherlock lowered his bow. To his surprise, Mia did not fall asleep, but looked at him with wet eyes, provoking crime.

Sherlock covered his eyes, "You should be asleep, Mia, you don't give me any sense of accomplishment."

Mia immediately closed her eyes, "Okay, okay, I'm about to fall asleep."

Despite being perfunctory, Sherlock still couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, "Oh my girl, what should I do with you?"

He put the violin on the bedside table, then squatted in front of Mia, held her hand, and calmly said the love words of self-taught with his long face, "You can't be so cute anymore , your actions may lead to a crime committed by a promising British detective, do you know?"

Mia was flushed by his sudden love words, she twisted her legs, and whispered, "Mr. Sherlock, you shouldn't be like this..."

"I'm smarter than ordinary people, but I'm still an ordinary person, right?" Sherlock kissed the back of her hand, and he only dared to kiss the back of her hand. "You can't think I'm omnipotent."

"Maybe it will change when I'm older," Sherlock looked at Mia from an upward angle, and could see Mia's face completely, "but I should be like this now, it's just better than the outside Men are better."

Mia couldn't help laughing, "Yes, Mr. Sherlock is very good."

"Allow me to point out your mistake," Sherlock raised his brows, "When addressing your boyfriend, don't add the word Mr."

"Okay," Mia was a little uncomfortable with this intimate name, she raised her eyes slightly and met Sherlock, "Sherlock."

"Good girl," Sherlock's eyes are also very beautiful, he tends to be blue compared to Mia's green eyes, "Do you still need me to play you a song that will help you sleep?"

"It's getting late now," Mia reminded Sherlock of what he had promised Hannibal at home, "It's only two hours until dinner time, you have to drive the day after tomorrow, right?"

"There will be time after the date," Sherlock stood up and picked up the violin on the bedside table again, "Go to sleep, I will call you when the time comes."

When Mia was sent back, Hannibal was already waiting at the door. When he saw Mia, he smiled and ignored Sherlock who was following him.

"Billigit made your favorite veal steak," Hannibal held Mia's hand, "Come and eat, Mr. Sherlock, do you need some?"

"Don't bother," Sherlock and Mia waved their hands, "I'll go back first, and I'll visit next time."

Hannibal watched Sherlock leave before he turned back.

In fact, he had to make full preparations for the night's action. After all, dissection of a living person was a very troublesome thing.