[Zhongyingmei] My brother's name is Hannibal

It is said that men in love have no brains, but Sherlock probably brought his brains with him, and by the way, he also has the attributes of a straight man until Xitian.

He looked Mia up and down, "You don't usually have the habit of wearing a watch, and you have changed into shoes suitable for traveling..." He was holding Mia's hand, which was a bit shorter than his fingers. Cut, it's not good to be delicate.

Sherlock took Mia's hands from the sleeves, because the cold in early spring made Mia curl her fingers immediately when she came into contact with the cold air, Mia looked at him with round eyes, and Sherlock grabbed her hands and put them on the tip of her nose Smell it, "The smell of closet incense, are you ready to go to America?"

Mia blinked, "Brother wrote to let me go..."

Sherlock: The face is so long.

Mia softened her voice, "Don't you happen to have a case too?"

"I pushed," Sherlock replied quickly. "The case is not as good as you can make me feel. You have to know that you sometimes fascinate me like a poppy, at least for now."

Mia pinches him, "Just now?"

Sherlock opened his mouth, his honesty made him speechless, "I have never been in love before you, I don't know the answer to Mia."

"Sometimes I wonder what to do if you get bored with me," Mia said with a less smile on her face. "After all, I'm not pretty, and my IQ is not as good as yours. The only common topic is eating and sleeping."

Sherlock didn't know how to answer. He had no experience in communicating with girls. Even what he said to make Mia happy was a little knowledge he had learned from Mycroft. Once it came to a topic that interested him, He automatically ended when he saw Mia's bewildered look.

Mia took her hand out of Sherlock's palm, and she straightened her hair, "Maybe we should think about whether we are really suitable."

Sherlock licked his lips, he was also a little bit at a loss, but at least the surface was very calm, "When are you going to America, I will see you off."

If she didn't hold back, Mia clenched her sleeves tightly, "I'll go with Nick, you can go back to England to handle the case."

Sherlock was silent for a second, and he glanced at Mia, the hair accessory on her head today was given by him, it was very suitable for her, "Okay."

Sending Mia home, he paused at the door, Mia looked back at him and shook his hand.Sherlock pulled out the gloves in his pocket and put them on. They were the gloves Mia gave him, they were a little short.He stretched out his fingers, took a breath and walked back, he doesn't feel well now, he needs something to vent.

Back at the hotel, Sherlock tidied up the clothes in the closet. His actions were a bit rude. The clothes were thrown out of the closet and thrown into the suitcase. After tidying up a bit, he locked the suitcase and threw himself in the On the bed, his legs were dangling over the edge of the bed, like a child having lost his temper.

"Shit!" Sherlock got up from the bed again, he didn't even take the coat hanging on the wooden rack, he ran down to find the phone booth and got in.

After dialing the phone, Mycroft gave a hello, but there was still silence, and McCoff raised his eyebrows clearly, "Sherlock?"

"I don't know what I did wrong." He really couldn't do anything, "She proposed to think about our relationship today, but what I heard meant that she wanted to abandon me and go to the United States. People are going to disturb her good time with her brother."

McCoff refused the coffee brought by the assistant, "Is it your sweetheart? Oh Sherlock, I said this is normal, if you still spend an hour talking to her about rapeseed and four Words on gene flow among cruciferous weeds."

"I'm not kidding Mycroft," Sherlock said louder, he wiped his forehead with his right hand, and his curly hair messed up from time to time, "She won't let me hold hands anymore!"

"Oh..." Mycroft exclaimed exaggeratedly, "That's too bad, Sherlock."

Sherlock took a breath, lowered his head and reached into his pocket, "I need a case to vent."

"Welcome back." Mycroft curled his mouth, Sherlock really wasn't suitable for a relationship.

Sherlock was waiting at the station. Although he didn't know from Mia which car Mia took to go to the United States, isn't this simple thing easy for him?

It was raining today, he was sitting bored waiting at the station, besides him on the long wooden bench was a woman holding a baby.

He had been staring at the door for more than half an hour, and the newspaper in his hand had several fingerprints on it.

The woman next to him gave him a curious look, and the baby in her arms followed his mother to look at Sherlock, with a pacifier in her mouth.Sherlock raised his chin, looked back sideways, and raised his right eyebrow towards the baby, causing the baby to groan in surprise.

A man and a woman appeared outside the door. Mia put down the suitcase and took out the tickets in her pocket. Nick closed his umbrella and sniffed, "The rain is coming so fast, you didn't get caught in the rain, did you?"

Mia looked at the door. She stood and looked at it for a while, then answered Nick in a low voice, "Let's go."

Sherlock covered his face with a newspaper. He was planning to send Mia off. When he really saw her, he wished he could completely cover himself with the newspaper.

Sherlock slowly put down the newspaper to check Mia's condition. The baby next to him suddenly cried, and his hand shaking while grabbing the newspaper made a sound like rubbing. When Mia looked back, she could only see the newspaper. It has... curls that are a little taller than newspapers.

"Let's go, Mia." Nick said beside him, and Mia said hello.

Sherlock waited for about 20 seconds, at least not attracting Mia's attention, before he pulled the newspaper down. At this moment, Mia was looking at him with her hands in her pockets, her eyes slightly raised.

Giving up and continuing to cover up, Sherlock puffed up his cheeks and stood up. His legs were long and straight. This is what Mia knew. He only needed to stride for a few seconds, and he had already walked in front of Mia. .

"Well..." Sherlock also put his hands in his pockets, he didn't dare to look at Mia, and he didn't know what to do, "I'm here to see you off."

"I know," Mia twisted from side to side, she felt that she spoke too impulsively in the morning because of the restlessness and fatigue accumulated for many days, "I will miss you."

The corner of Sherlock's mouth hooked up, and then quickly pulled down, with the peculiar temper of a childish boyfriend, "I won't miss you, you drove me back to England with your own words."

Mia knew his temper well, so she looked at the rain outside without any intention of stopping, "I guess you didn't bring an umbrella."

Sherlock showed her the newspaper in his hand, and replied confidently, "You have to believe that no drop of rain can successfully fall on Sherlock Holmes' head."

"That's really an unbelievable thing," Nick came over and muttered in a low voice, he seemed to have a bad impression of Sherlock, maybe it was because he could meet him every time something went wrong, "Mia we time to go."

Mia lifted her suitcase, and she bid farewell to Sherlock softly, and hung the umbrella on Sherlock's wrist, "Goodbye."

Sherlock felt that what Mia said contained other meanings, and he grabbed Mia's wrist, "I think I have thought about it well in the few hours I have been apart from you..."

Mia was actually very evasive about the result, she wanted to pull back her hand, "I'll talk about it when I get back, Sherlock..."

"It doesn't matter if there are any girls who are prettier than you or smarter than you, no matter how many common topics I have with them," he took a breath, and Nick spread his hands and walked away. This is the awareness of being a single dog, Xia Locke continued, and he lowered his head, "I like your ordinary face and silly way of speaking."

If he still had fantasies just now, now, Mia helplessly interrupted his desire to continue, "I need to catch the train for Sherlock."

"Okay," Sherlock pursed his lips and retracted his hands into his pockets, his eyes gliding over Mia's face from time to time, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself very well, "When it's time to write to me or... He made a gesture to answer the phone, "anytime is fine."

"I will." Mia responded after being silent for a second. She turned around and followed Nick with the suitcase in her hand. When she took two steps and looked back, Sherlock was still standing there looking at her. Pretend to look away.

Even if she wanted to give up this special relationship in her heart, she cut off her thoughts halfway because of Sherlock's awkward cuteness in Mia's eyes.

She put down the box, turned around and ran towards Sherlock and hugged him...by the waist, because of his height.

Sherlock raised his hand in mid-air because things exceeded his expectations, and the umbrella shook in mid-air, and he was a little at a loss.

"If we don't get bored with each other next time we meet," Mia whispered, "I will carefully study the gene flow of hybrids between rapeseed and grass."

Sherlock put his arms around Mia's waist, bent down slightly and couldn't help correcting her mistake, "It's the gene flow between rapeseed and four cruciferous weeds."

Mia: I still want to break up.

After finally arriving in the United States, Mia saw her brother, the gentle Doctor Hannibal, wearing a casual overcoat, talking to a young man at the station.

"Oh, is this your sister? We met once." The young man had a pair of light gray eyes. He was very handsome, and he stepped forward to greet Mia, "Hi, I'm Green Howard .”