Christmas came to Oxford with fluttering snow.
Li Mingye did not choose to return home.Of course, she did have this idea, but Li Weiyi thought it would be better for her to stay in England.
"My sister, I have encountered some things recently, which made me unable to take care of you and mom and dad, so I bought a ticket for mom and dad to the UK in three days, I hope you can take good care of them." Li Weiwei The slow, deep voice was conveyed to Li Mingye's ears through the mobile phone, and the still water flowed quietly.
While agreeing, Li Mingye turned on the computer and searched for domestic news in China. Her eyes paused for a moment on a series of news about the downfall of corrupt officials, and she raised her eyebrows knowingly.
Li Weiwei works in the government's auditing department. He has already made his mark in the government at a very young age. Obviously, he caught up with a good time and met a person in power who is keen to fight corruption.Li Mingye has no doubt that he will soon hear the news that Li Weiwei will go further and even be transferred to Beijing—her brother, apart from possessing the world's top mind, also has enough tact and greatness A precise eye.Li Mingye even thought that his brother had already started his next political investment.
"You can trust me, brother." Li Mingye paused, then blurted out with some hesitation, but the corners of his mouth were slyly curved, "Corrupt elements, collusion between officials and businessmen, and gangsters It will never threaten your health, but the deterioration of body functions and diseases caused by obesity will. I hope that when your parents leave you, you can still carry out your daily exercise without supervision-especially when you usually start as soon as you go out In case of laziness."
Li Weiwei was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, and then sighed: "As your elder brother, I have to be tolerant to my sister, right? Mom is watching us, Shirley."
Li Mingye twitched the corners of his lips, and said perfunctorily without sincerity: "I'm really sorry, Mike. I hope your exercise tonight can make you feel happy physically and mentally."
After hanging up the phone, Li Mingye began to search for hotels with good conditions in Oxford.There are two webpages open on her computer, one is about Chinese domestic news, and the other is about Oxford Hotel.Both sides read very quickly, and in about 20 seconds she had placed an order at the Old Vicarage Hotel, then closed the page and opened another website about social psychology.
——"On the Influence of the Environment on Patients with Histrionic Personality"? Is this what you've been busy with recently?" A deep and slippery voice sounded, falling on her side with some dissatisfaction, and at the same time A copy of "Trends in Neuroscience" magazine was patted in front of her.
Sherlock stood beside her, staring at her expressionlessly.It was obvious that he had just walked into this warm library. At this time, there were still traces of uncut snow on his hair and shoulders, but his pale face and delicate thin lips were already slightly flushed under the heat.A few months of running between the Oxford Police Station and various crime scenes was like a shot of stimulant, which made this thin and tall young man even more energetic.
No matter where Sherlock Holmes is, it is as eye-catching as a sword. The sharpness and arrogance that can almost sting people are almost incompatible with this warm and deep library, just like the cold winter wind. Do not keep company with the continuous spring rain.
This kind of special sharpness made many attracted eyes shrink back.
Sherlock faced Li Mingye with his unique machine-like indifference and indifference, and said coldly: "For purely psychological treatises, don't you think "The Art of Logic" is more worthy of your attention? A book was discussed at the outset, and you fell by the wayside, Shirley. Since your relatives are coming to Oxford for Christmas, you've abandoned the nobler careers of art?"
"What makes me even more unbelievable is that when I was writing rigorously and hard at my desk, my partner, Ms. Shirley Li, turned her attention to her boring psychology, and even had the energy to write in such a boring magazine. published an even more boring fictional essay on—”
Li Mingye raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but finally interrupted Sherlock's chatter: "Excuse me, novel? Sherlock, I personally think you'd better read it before commenting. And this "Trends in Neuroscience", "She picked up the magazine and shook it, "There are quite a few papers in it that are quite instructive." She pouted towards the chair beside her, signaling Sherlock to sit down and talk.
"Forget it, Ms. Typewriter. I don't have time to spend in a boring library, especially after I believe that you and I have memorized most of the books in this library. This place is very important to me. It's as boring as a garden in the middle of the street." Sherlock curled his lips, his mood obviously getting worse.
He had indeed come to the library to look for Shirley.It's not that difficult to guess Shirley's trajectory. It can be guessed in view of the thin calluses emerging from her wrists and the smell of books emerging from her body.Before coming to the library, he also guessed whether Shirley was looking for information for "The Art of Logic" that they planned to edit together. After all, she showed very profound knowledge in the first half of the book, obviously she had Carefully planned and conceived.
But at the entrance of the library, Sherlock met several psychology students.They were holding a copy of "Trends in Neuroscience" in their hands, and they were looking up a certain page with great interest-he just glanced at it casually, and his eyes froze.
"On the Impact of the Environment on Patients with Histrionic Personality" - Shirley Lee
Sherlock couldn't help but feel betrayed.
Shirley is Sherlock's only friend since he was a child, and the only peer who can not only keep up with his thinking, but sometimes even suppress him. There are even many Sherlocks who are amazed by Shirley. The place where they are - vast knowledge, superb violin skills and high musical literacy, meticulous and rigorous logical thinking ability, vigorous skills and crisp behavior... They are so similar to a certain extent.
Even sometimes Sherlock would vaguely feel Shirley's connivance.That is a very strict connivance, the strictness lies in her high standards for Sherlock, if someone else makes the same mistake, she doesn't care at all, but if it is Sherlock...he will be suppressed by her. Annoyed eyes.
The amazing thing is that this irritability will soon subside and turn into a kind of helplessness.After all, she will forgive his mistakes, and then give patient guidance—yes, guidance!It is a deliberate guidance that inspires his thinking and turns his thinking in the right direction.Sherlock is a very sensitive person, so he can detect it naturally.
Sherlock could almost hear her sighing inside - "He's still young." Her eyes and body movements said it all.
Almost the moment he realized this, Sherlock began to hide from Shirley.Occasionally he will deliberately make mistakes, and he will pretend that he will not remember some innocuous little knowledge for a while. This is his state a few months ago.Through these small mistakes, he carefully observed Shirley Lee.
It was very interesting that Shirley trusted him, very much.Under this trust, her behavior is sometimes slightly negligent, revealing her true colors.For example, she prefers cigars to cigarettes, but after getting a fine rhino horn pipe, she prefers pipes in non-public places, or is more used to pipes.For example, she sometimes has some small movements that cannot be concealed, such as the habit of huddling on the sofa when thinking, putting her hands together against her chin...
For example, she likes to play the violin when she is in anxious thoughts, but the tunes she plays are unbearable-the same habit as him.And Sherlock could have sworn he'd never exposed this habit to her before.
……
All kinds of things, very interesting.
The withdrawn young man regards Shirley as a very sympathetic gift, which lies on the only way in Sherlock's life.Even when he was researching some out-of-the-ordinary knowledge called "weird", "boring", "garbage" and "useless" by others, she could accurately understand his intentions.
She even suggested that he write a volume on the use of logical thinking to develop the science of "deduction."
Yes, he called his way of thinking "deduction".Aristotle used deduction to deduce the nature of the world, Euclid used deduction to establish strict geometry, Newton and Einstein used deduction to advance the great strides of modern science... and he, Sherlock · Holmes uses deduction to observe all the unknown puzzles in this world.
He became excited almost as soon as he heard this suggestion, and even spent all his time on it, sorted out a lot of materials with her, and even opened up all the books in his thinking palace to her— Of course, her mental attic also shocked him.Today he originally wanted to come to the library to invite Shirley to preface this great book that can show the true way of thinking of mankind. After all, this book was jointly compiled by the two of them.
And at this time, what did he discover?
No wonder he hardly saw her people these two weeks!
She betrayed the scientific treatises they both spent so much time writing for the sake of boring Christmas family gatherings and even more boring psychology?
He stared at Shirley Lee, and a cold disappointment flowed from his heart.
Shirley's expectations of him are terribly high, so why not him?In his heart, Shirley is the only person in this world who can be his true friend, and she has successfully walked into his heart under his picky standards.
In fact, no matter what Shirley did, he would repay her with great tolerance.Even if she commits a series of heinous murders, although Sherlock will go all out to solve the cases, he will not blame Shirley, on the contrary, he will understand her - after all, the world is so boring , isn't it?
But she shouldn't be so indifferent to this "The Art of Logic".This is the culmination of all his thinking, all the efforts of his life in the past 20 years, especially after she showed such understanding and fit him, encouraged his creation, and provided a lot of thinking for it.She knew what it meant.
Others don't understand him, despise him, he will not have any thoughts, just like human beings never understand the whispers of goldfish, nor will they pay attention.
But not Shirley.
Li Mingye had a rare look of confusion. When this expression appeared on the face of this oriental girl, the delicate and graceful face became softer and softer.She looked up and down for a moment Sherlock, who was still standing upright, looking down at her, a little tired on his expressionless face.
After a while, seeing that Li Mingye didn't speak, Sherlock pulled the corner of his mouth, showing a cold smile that seemed ironic and angry, turned around and wanted to leave.
"What's the matter? You look very bad, Sherlock." Li Mingye stopped him, "If the Christmas party held by Mr. Dawson in the dormitory next to you is too noisy, I don't suggest you use your method Let's solve it... Oh no, you already did it, Sherlock, in fact, your gun is really a good gun, so your legal gun license was confiscated again?"
Sherlock shot three times at the wall because the noise next door affected his book writing, and successfully completed the one-day tour of the police station. He was also confiscated and mocked by Gleason. Sherlock Holmes paused slightly and turned his head. He glanced at her.
The drooping eyelashes half covered the pale gray-blue eyes with exquisite indifference.
"I'm fine." He said flatly.
"Goodbye, Shirley." He said goodbye softly, then pushed open the door, and plunged into the snow in Oxford again.
"I'm afraid Sherlock is really angry." — This idea managed to enter her delicate brain only after Li Mingye received Li's parents the next day.
On the way to pick her up, she met Mr. Dawson who lived next door to Sherlock, and this Mr. Dawson devoted himself to keeping Li Mingye away from the freak who lived next door to him.In just 15 minutes on the same road, Li Mingye successfully heard the news about Sherlock's absence last night.
Although this overnight stay is also time-limited.Li Mingye took a thoughtful look at Dawson. The clothes were still freshly stained with wine and mixed with the smell of perfume. The backpack was half-opened to reveal a brand new pack of tissues with the name of the hotel printed on them, covered with bloodshot eyes. The eyeballs and fresh dark circles fully demonstrated Mr. Dawson's rich night.
On the premise that Dawson did not lie, the conclusion that Sherlock did not return overnight could only be that when Mr. Dawson returned to the dormitory, he happened to meet Sherlock who went back at the same time.
Returning to the dormitory in the morning meant a case for Sherlock, otherwise he would rather be curled up on his sofa like Wodong's snake.As for the case... Li Mingye glanced at his mobile phone, but did not receive any text messages from Sherlock.
According to Sherlock's habit, the bombardment of Li Mingye's text messages usually started while he was still on his way to the scene.In addition to explaining the facts of the case and sorting out their thoughts, they will also try their best to lure Li Mingye to the scene.And Li Mingye really didn't want to go, she hoped that Sherlock could grow up faster, and she might show up at the scene of the crime after he grew up, so as to prevent Sherlock from becoming dependent.
So Sherlock is really angry?Li Mingye thought about it all the way.Smart people can do two things at once. She picked up Li's parents smoothly, took a taxi and went straight to the Old Vicarage Hotel and let the two live in. She warmly invited them to have a coffee in the hotel Enjoy English afternoon tea in the dining room.
The Old Vicarage Hotel is a typical English house from the outside.The mottled red brick wall and the two old wind lanterns on the doorpost set off the old but very elegant noble steeple mansion extremely solemnly, almost making people feel the heaviness as if frozen in time.The Lis were obviously very pleasantly surprised - especially after entering the hotel lobby and seeing all the modern facilities.
After declining the waiter's polite request to pour tea, Li Mingye briskly made a pot of English-style Darjeeling black tea for the Li couple.The thick, honey-like wood-red tea is drawn into thin wisps and falls into the metal tea cup carved with bright silver hollow roses, and the misty mist that rises carries a rich fragrance of cinnamon.
Sandwiches, scones and very beautiful desserts are placed in order from bottom to top in the dessert tray on the side.Li Mingye thoughtfully cut the scones for the Li couple, and placed the cream and jam in front of them, with a typical "sincere yet gentle" formulaic smile that belonged to Li Mingye.
Mrs. Li is a typical Chinese-style lady raised by three generations of Chinese scholars, while Mr. Li is an elegant businessman who looks more like an impeccable politician.Two people like this, although they are not young, are still enough to satisfy all Westerners' fantasies about the mystery and elegance from the East.
Mrs. Li glanced at her husband, then at her daughter, showing a reserved expression that hesitated to speak.Although Li Mingye was single-minded, she still noticed it, so she said considerately: "Mother, please rest assured, brother will be fine. There is an old saying in our country that goes, 'Those who do not plan for the future will not plan for a moment. ', my brother is a person who can calculate the world without leaving home, I have enough confidence in him."
Mrs. Li laughed, shook her head and said, "Obviously, I didn't mean to ask your brother. So what Lao Li said is right, do you really have something on your mind?" This Chinese-style gentle lady showed her A sly smile, gentle and light like a girl. "This is the first time you have seen us since you were 17 years old and you didn't guess our schedule first, and now you still guess that my idea is wrong..."
Li Mingye's expression paused for a moment.She withdrew her thoughts on Sherlock, and her eyes, which were not easy to be noticed, gathered again, looking as bright and sharp as ever.
Pointing out a Holmes mistake to his face is the quickest way to get their attention, no matter which Holmes it is.
"You guys want to visit the college, maybe you want to see my dormitory." She put her fingers together gently, and her posture was relaxed on her folded knees, but her back was straight, showing a sign of full concentration , but her eyelids are half-closed, obviously recalling the inconspicuous itinerary of this morning in the attic of her mind. "If the weather permits, you will still invite me to go shopping during this time. I can't figure out what you just wanted to ask me, but it is definitely not as simple as asking me if I have something on my mind. 'I have something on my mind' is just the beginning , you want to use this topic to discuss with me all the daily life during my study, but I don't know what your starting point is?"
Mrs. Li laughed.She half-covered her smiling lips with a soft, white hand, and said reproachfully, "I'm so relieved that Mingming is still the smart one—well, since you know everything, then tell me." She blinked narrowly. Blinking, "Who is that Sherlock Holmes?"
Li Mingye really showed some uncontrollable surprise at this moment—she almost thought that her mind had been guessed, but she dismissed this unscientific idea in an instant—her eyes fell on Mrs. Li's Kelly bag , found the answer from the exposed corner of the magazine.
Journal of Anthropology.Sherlock and her co-authored two "Monographs on the Human Ear" two months ago, and they were published.
Li Mingye said: "A friend of mine, we are in the same college, and we get along very well. We often do some research together, about logic and chemistry."
Mrs. Li laughed, "You've never had friends, obviously."
Li Mingye didn't reply, and took a sip of black tea.
"I've always been worried about you, you seem like a good kid, but you haven't been so lively since you were 16... You grow up overnight, people come and go around you, but no one is your friend. You You will treat them very politely, but you don't care about them, maybe they are not worthy of being your friends." Mrs. Li's very gentle and worried expression was mournful and solemn, which fully revealed the seriousness of this conversation.
Ever since Li Mingye was 16 years old, the Li couple have never talked with their youngest daughter so seriously.Perhaps for them, talking to their daughter is a more serious matter than a big business worth tens of millions, and their daughter has grown up so well, they only hope that she can slow down and look more at her The age should see the scenery.
They spoiled their little daughter from childhood to adulthood, but who knew that this daughter would grow up to be so indifferent?There is no doubt about peace of mind and excellence. There are no more outstanding children than their son and daughter in this world.But let’s not talk about the only one, why did the originally lively and lovely little daughter grow up like this after talking with the only one at the age of 16?
The Li couple have been secretly complaining about Li Weiwei in recent years.The unaware Sherlock Sudden Time Traveling Sherlock Holmes certainly didn't know how much blame his brother had borne for him.
"You never let others touch your 'science', except for your brother and us. Although sometimes we don't understand, you will explain it to us. As for the people around you, no matter how good they are Boy, you don't even want to talk to them...you think they don't understand you, they don't matter to you, so you never initiate a friendship."
"Then what about this Sherlock Holmes?" Mrs. Li took out the "Anthropology" with a pleased smile. "You are finally willing to do a piece of research with others instead of doing everything alone. Please check it out. This Mr. Holmes is your senior senior-I believe that with your intelligence, even if you study alone , can also publish this paper, but you are willing to work with others."
Li Mingye lowered his eyelids and did not answer.In fact, she has nothing to say. Mrs. Li is a very sensitive woman. With a woman's wholehearted concern for her children, she can naturally know many things, so every word she utters is indisputable.
But Mrs. Li didn't go on, but looked at her expectantly.She suddenly realized that it was time to make a statement, so she cleared her throat and said, "Sherlock is a very smart person, on par with me. But his strength lies in chemistry and medicine, and we sometimes learn from each other." some knowledge..."
"So this Mr. Holmes is the reason why you were absent-minded before?" Mr. Li, who hadn't spoken until now and just listened quietly, interjected.This successful businessman is extremely keen in controlling people's hearts, even surpassing his intelligent wife—in other words, if Li Mingye and Li Weiyi are great men in IQ, then Mr. Li is a genius in EQ.
Li Mingye opened his mouth and found that he had nothing to say, so he could only remain silent again.
Mr. Li said very firmly: "It seems that the two children are having a conflict."
Mrs. Li immediately showed a look of asking for help to her husband - this is Mingming's first friend!God, she can't accept the result of her kids going through college alone after high school alone!
"Don't get meddled." Li Mingye noticed Mrs. Li's expression almost immediately, and she immediately gave the Li couple a warning look, and Mr. Li's flawless yet firm smile made her Realize that you have to make some kind of exchange.
After a moment of confrontation, Li Mingye compromised.For those who can walk into her heart, she will always compromise - just like when Watson refused to budge, she stopped taking KA.
"Actually, I don't know what's wrong with him, and it seems to be very serious. All in all, I pissed him off, but I still feel baffled. In the last two months we have been writing a book called "Logical Art", this book is very important to me and him, and later I found that he can handle it alone, so I let it go, because I also want to learn my professional knowledge." Li Mingye was a little confused Mutter.For her, the Chinese narrative is far less accurate than English. In fact, when she uses Chinese, it is a rare time when she is no longer rigorous in her wording. After all, her Chinese comes from the real Li Mingye.
Mrs. Li's expression was also a little confused, but Mr. Li had already shown a clear look.He sighed: "This "Art of Logic" is very important to your friend, isn't it?"
"Correct."
"May I make a guess—this friend of yours is a very lonely genius just like you? I believe that there is always an attraction of sympathy between geniuses, and my picky little princess will not be the same Mediocre talk."
"...Yes." This is Li Mingye who was shocked by "Little Princess".
"Obviously, neither of you is actually wrong, it's just a conflict that will inevitably arise between two different people." Mr. Li had a gentle expression, and patiently guided his daughter who was very impatient with human interactions. "This book is very important to your friend, and you are halfway through writing it with him and then turned to your own business. He may feel that his hard work has been neglected by you..."
"Why would he think so? It doesn't make sense. I have provided him with a lot of information, and I have been busy with him on the first half of this book for a month." What's more, I have already completed this book independently in my previous life. Once.Li Mingye interjected in his heart, with a slightly dissatisfied expression on his face, and even the words he said turned into English: "It's a ridiculous idea, I always have my own things to do, and he can obviously Complete the rest of the work independently."
Although Mr. Li couldn't understand this sentence in English that was too fast, he could see Li Mingye's emotion.Just when he sighed in his heart and wanted to continue planting a seed of "interpersonal communication" for his daughter, a waiter brought a cup of very delicate black malt latte coffee, and put it in Li's mouth respectfully. In front of tomorrow night.
Li Mingye's eyes fell on the waiter's face, and the next moment he recalled the waiter's previous walking route—for a person like her, even if she didn't really pay attention to the surrounding environment, her brain would It will still work hard like a conscientious video recorder.
The recall ended 10 minutes ago.A man in a black suit handed another waiter a bill, and the waiter's gaze fell in her direction.
Li Mingye frowned.
Looking back carefully now, the image of this man is not very clear, which is extremely unusual for her.It's as if this man deliberately shrouded himself in a fog, restrained all his momentum and facial expressions, and stood aside like a background board.
If it was an ordinary person, I am afraid that even if this man hangs around here for a whole day, he will not have the slightest attention or memory of him.
Secretly vigilant and condemned his carelessness, Li Mingye turned his head to look at the man in the black suit.Her gaze fell on the familiar ear and eye contours of the man, and she couldn't help opening her eyes in astonishment—she believed that her pupils must have shrunk a little, and her performance was too conspicuous, but it was all her fault.
It is obviously related to Sherlock Holmes by the ear pinna and cranial lines, the haute couture suit with "MH" embroidered on the label showing a little bit of the body... Li Mingye does not need to observe other people Yes, she already knew who it was.
Mycroft Holmes.
The author has something to say:
Even people with the same soul essence will have different values, world outlook and outlook on life because of different experiences.
For the original work, he has already written "The Art of Logic" and published it independently. He hopes that Juanfu can write this book by himself. Come be inspired.Moreover, the original Fu has always viewed Juan Fu with an elder mentality.
Juan Fu's psychological activities are just like the main text...
Li Mingye did not choose to return home.Of course, she did have this idea, but Li Weiyi thought it would be better for her to stay in England.
"My sister, I have encountered some things recently, which made me unable to take care of you and mom and dad, so I bought a ticket for mom and dad to the UK in three days, I hope you can take good care of them." Li Weiwei The slow, deep voice was conveyed to Li Mingye's ears through the mobile phone, and the still water flowed quietly.
While agreeing, Li Mingye turned on the computer and searched for domestic news in China. Her eyes paused for a moment on a series of news about the downfall of corrupt officials, and she raised her eyebrows knowingly.
Li Weiwei works in the government's auditing department. He has already made his mark in the government at a very young age. Obviously, he caught up with a good time and met a person in power who is keen to fight corruption.Li Mingye has no doubt that he will soon hear the news that Li Weiwei will go further and even be transferred to Beijing—her brother, apart from possessing the world's top mind, also has enough tact and greatness A precise eye.Li Mingye even thought that his brother had already started his next political investment.
"You can trust me, brother." Li Mingye paused, then blurted out with some hesitation, but the corners of his mouth were slyly curved, "Corrupt elements, collusion between officials and businessmen, and gangsters It will never threaten your health, but the deterioration of body functions and diseases caused by obesity will. I hope that when your parents leave you, you can still carry out your daily exercise without supervision-especially when you usually start as soon as you go out In case of laziness."
Li Weiwei was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, and then sighed: "As your elder brother, I have to be tolerant to my sister, right? Mom is watching us, Shirley."
Li Mingye twitched the corners of his lips, and said perfunctorily without sincerity: "I'm really sorry, Mike. I hope your exercise tonight can make you feel happy physically and mentally."
After hanging up the phone, Li Mingye began to search for hotels with good conditions in Oxford.There are two webpages open on her computer, one is about Chinese domestic news, and the other is about Oxford Hotel.Both sides read very quickly, and in about 20 seconds she had placed an order at the Old Vicarage Hotel, then closed the page and opened another website about social psychology.
——"On the Influence of the Environment on Patients with Histrionic Personality"? Is this what you've been busy with recently?" A deep and slippery voice sounded, falling on her side with some dissatisfaction, and at the same time A copy of "Trends in Neuroscience" magazine was patted in front of her.
Sherlock stood beside her, staring at her expressionlessly.It was obvious that he had just walked into this warm library. At this time, there were still traces of uncut snow on his hair and shoulders, but his pale face and delicate thin lips were already slightly flushed under the heat.A few months of running between the Oxford Police Station and various crime scenes was like a shot of stimulant, which made this thin and tall young man even more energetic.
No matter where Sherlock Holmes is, it is as eye-catching as a sword. The sharpness and arrogance that can almost sting people are almost incompatible with this warm and deep library, just like the cold winter wind. Do not keep company with the continuous spring rain.
This kind of special sharpness made many attracted eyes shrink back.
Sherlock faced Li Mingye with his unique machine-like indifference and indifference, and said coldly: "For purely psychological treatises, don't you think "The Art of Logic" is more worthy of your attention? A book was discussed at the outset, and you fell by the wayside, Shirley. Since your relatives are coming to Oxford for Christmas, you've abandoned the nobler careers of art?"
"What makes me even more unbelievable is that when I was writing rigorously and hard at my desk, my partner, Ms. Shirley Li, turned her attention to her boring psychology, and even had the energy to write in such a boring magazine. published an even more boring fictional essay on—”
Li Mingye raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but finally interrupted Sherlock's chatter: "Excuse me, novel? Sherlock, I personally think you'd better read it before commenting. And this "Trends in Neuroscience", "She picked up the magazine and shook it, "There are quite a few papers in it that are quite instructive." She pouted towards the chair beside her, signaling Sherlock to sit down and talk.
"Forget it, Ms. Typewriter. I don't have time to spend in a boring library, especially after I believe that you and I have memorized most of the books in this library. This place is very important to me. It's as boring as a garden in the middle of the street." Sherlock curled his lips, his mood obviously getting worse.
He had indeed come to the library to look for Shirley.It's not that difficult to guess Shirley's trajectory. It can be guessed in view of the thin calluses emerging from her wrists and the smell of books emerging from her body.Before coming to the library, he also guessed whether Shirley was looking for information for "The Art of Logic" that they planned to edit together. After all, she showed very profound knowledge in the first half of the book, obviously she had Carefully planned and conceived.
But at the entrance of the library, Sherlock met several psychology students.They were holding a copy of "Trends in Neuroscience" in their hands, and they were looking up a certain page with great interest-he just glanced at it casually, and his eyes froze.
"On the Impact of the Environment on Patients with Histrionic Personality" - Shirley Lee
Sherlock couldn't help but feel betrayed.
Shirley is Sherlock's only friend since he was a child, and the only peer who can not only keep up with his thinking, but sometimes even suppress him. There are even many Sherlocks who are amazed by Shirley. The place where they are - vast knowledge, superb violin skills and high musical literacy, meticulous and rigorous logical thinking ability, vigorous skills and crisp behavior... They are so similar to a certain extent.
Even sometimes Sherlock would vaguely feel Shirley's connivance.That is a very strict connivance, the strictness lies in her high standards for Sherlock, if someone else makes the same mistake, she doesn't care at all, but if it is Sherlock...he will be suppressed by her. Annoyed eyes.
The amazing thing is that this irritability will soon subside and turn into a kind of helplessness.After all, she will forgive his mistakes, and then give patient guidance—yes, guidance!It is a deliberate guidance that inspires his thinking and turns his thinking in the right direction.Sherlock is a very sensitive person, so he can detect it naturally.
Sherlock could almost hear her sighing inside - "He's still young." Her eyes and body movements said it all.
Almost the moment he realized this, Sherlock began to hide from Shirley.Occasionally he will deliberately make mistakes, and he will pretend that he will not remember some innocuous little knowledge for a while. This is his state a few months ago.Through these small mistakes, he carefully observed Shirley Lee.
It was very interesting that Shirley trusted him, very much.Under this trust, her behavior is sometimes slightly negligent, revealing her true colors.For example, she prefers cigars to cigarettes, but after getting a fine rhino horn pipe, she prefers pipes in non-public places, or is more used to pipes.For example, she sometimes has some small movements that cannot be concealed, such as the habit of huddling on the sofa when thinking, putting her hands together against her chin...
For example, she likes to play the violin when she is in anxious thoughts, but the tunes she plays are unbearable-the same habit as him.And Sherlock could have sworn he'd never exposed this habit to her before.
……
All kinds of things, very interesting.
The withdrawn young man regards Shirley as a very sympathetic gift, which lies on the only way in Sherlock's life.Even when he was researching some out-of-the-ordinary knowledge called "weird", "boring", "garbage" and "useless" by others, she could accurately understand his intentions.
She even suggested that he write a volume on the use of logical thinking to develop the science of "deduction."
Yes, he called his way of thinking "deduction".Aristotle used deduction to deduce the nature of the world, Euclid used deduction to establish strict geometry, Newton and Einstein used deduction to advance the great strides of modern science... and he, Sherlock · Holmes uses deduction to observe all the unknown puzzles in this world.
He became excited almost as soon as he heard this suggestion, and even spent all his time on it, sorted out a lot of materials with her, and even opened up all the books in his thinking palace to her— Of course, her mental attic also shocked him.Today he originally wanted to come to the library to invite Shirley to preface this great book that can show the true way of thinking of mankind. After all, this book was jointly compiled by the two of them.
And at this time, what did he discover?
No wonder he hardly saw her people these two weeks!
She betrayed the scientific treatises they both spent so much time writing for the sake of boring Christmas family gatherings and even more boring psychology?
He stared at Shirley Lee, and a cold disappointment flowed from his heart.
Shirley's expectations of him are terribly high, so why not him?In his heart, Shirley is the only person in this world who can be his true friend, and she has successfully walked into his heart under his picky standards.
In fact, no matter what Shirley did, he would repay her with great tolerance.Even if she commits a series of heinous murders, although Sherlock will go all out to solve the cases, he will not blame Shirley, on the contrary, he will understand her - after all, the world is so boring , isn't it?
But she shouldn't be so indifferent to this "The Art of Logic".This is the culmination of all his thinking, all the efforts of his life in the past 20 years, especially after she showed such understanding and fit him, encouraged his creation, and provided a lot of thinking for it.She knew what it meant.
Others don't understand him, despise him, he will not have any thoughts, just like human beings never understand the whispers of goldfish, nor will they pay attention.
But not Shirley.
Li Mingye had a rare look of confusion. When this expression appeared on the face of this oriental girl, the delicate and graceful face became softer and softer.She looked up and down for a moment Sherlock, who was still standing upright, looking down at her, a little tired on his expressionless face.
After a while, seeing that Li Mingye didn't speak, Sherlock pulled the corner of his mouth, showing a cold smile that seemed ironic and angry, turned around and wanted to leave.
"What's the matter? You look very bad, Sherlock." Li Mingye stopped him, "If the Christmas party held by Mr. Dawson in the dormitory next to you is too noisy, I don't suggest you use your method Let's solve it... Oh no, you already did it, Sherlock, in fact, your gun is really a good gun, so your legal gun license was confiscated again?"
Sherlock shot three times at the wall because the noise next door affected his book writing, and successfully completed the one-day tour of the police station. He was also confiscated and mocked by Gleason. Sherlock Holmes paused slightly and turned his head. He glanced at her.
The drooping eyelashes half covered the pale gray-blue eyes with exquisite indifference.
"I'm fine." He said flatly.
"Goodbye, Shirley." He said goodbye softly, then pushed open the door, and plunged into the snow in Oxford again.
"I'm afraid Sherlock is really angry." — This idea managed to enter her delicate brain only after Li Mingye received Li's parents the next day.
On the way to pick her up, she met Mr. Dawson who lived next door to Sherlock, and this Mr. Dawson devoted himself to keeping Li Mingye away from the freak who lived next door to him.In just 15 minutes on the same road, Li Mingye successfully heard the news about Sherlock's absence last night.
Although this overnight stay is also time-limited.Li Mingye took a thoughtful look at Dawson. The clothes were still freshly stained with wine and mixed with the smell of perfume. The backpack was half-opened to reveal a brand new pack of tissues with the name of the hotel printed on them, covered with bloodshot eyes. The eyeballs and fresh dark circles fully demonstrated Mr. Dawson's rich night.
On the premise that Dawson did not lie, the conclusion that Sherlock did not return overnight could only be that when Mr. Dawson returned to the dormitory, he happened to meet Sherlock who went back at the same time.
Returning to the dormitory in the morning meant a case for Sherlock, otherwise he would rather be curled up on his sofa like Wodong's snake.As for the case... Li Mingye glanced at his mobile phone, but did not receive any text messages from Sherlock.
According to Sherlock's habit, the bombardment of Li Mingye's text messages usually started while he was still on his way to the scene.In addition to explaining the facts of the case and sorting out their thoughts, they will also try their best to lure Li Mingye to the scene.And Li Mingye really didn't want to go, she hoped that Sherlock could grow up faster, and she might show up at the scene of the crime after he grew up, so as to prevent Sherlock from becoming dependent.
So Sherlock is really angry?Li Mingye thought about it all the way.Smart people can do two things at once. She picked up Li's parents smoothly, took a taxi and went straight to the Old Vicarage Hotel and let the two live in. She warmly invited them to have a coffee in the hotel Enjoy English afternoon tea in the dining room.
The Old Vicarage Hotel is a typical English house from the outside.The mottled red brick wall and the two old wind lanterns on the doorpost set off the old but very elegant noble steeple mansion extremely solemnly, almost making people feel the heaviness as if frozen in time.The Lis were obviously very pleasantly surprised - especially after entering the hotel lobby and seeing all the modern facilities.
After declining the waiter's polite request to pour tea, Li Mingye briskly made a pot of English-style Darjeeling black tea for the Li couple.The thick, honey-like wood-red tea is drawn into thin wisps and falls into the metal tea cup carved with bright silver hollow roses, and the misty mist that rises carries a rich fragrance of cinnamon.
Sandwiches, scones and very beautiful desserts are placed in order from bottom to top in the dessert tray on the side.Li Mingye thoughtfully cut the scones for the Li couple, and placed the cream and jam in front of them, with a typical "sincere yet gentle" formulaic smile that belonged to Li Mingye.
Mrs. Li is a typical Chinese-style lady raised by three generations of Chinese scholars, while Mr. Li is an elegant businessman who looks more like an impeccable politician.Two people like this, although they are not young, are still enough to satisfy all Westerners' fantasies about the mystery and elegance from the East.
Mrs. Li glanced at her husband, then at her daughter, showing a reserved expression that hesitated to speak.Although Li Mingye was single-minded, she still noticed it, so she said considerately: "Mother, please rest assured, brother will be fine. There is an old saying in our country that goes, 'Those who do not plan for the future will not plan for a moment. ', my brother is a person who can calculate the world without leaving home, I have enough confidence in him."
Mrs. Li laughed, shook her head and said, "Obviously, I didn't mean to ask your brother. So what Lao Li said is right, do you really have something on your mind?" This Chinese-style gentle lady showed her A sly smile, gentle and light like a girl. "This is the first time you have seen us since you were 17 years old and you didn't guess our schedule first, and now you still guess that my idea is wrong..."
Li Mingye's expression paused for a moment.She withdrew her thoughts on Sherlock, and her eyes, which were not easy to be noticed, gathered again, looking as bright and sharp as ever.
Pointing out a Holmes mistake to his face is the quickest way to get their attention, no matter which Holmes it is.
"You guys want to visit the college, maybe you want to see my dormitory." She put her fingers together gently, and her posture was relaxed on her folded knees, but her back was straight, showing a sign of full concentration , but her eyelids are half-closed, obviously recalling the inconspicuous itinerary of this morning in the attic of her mind. "If the weather permits, you will still invite me to go shopping during this time. I can't figure out what you just wanted to ask me, but it is definitely not as simple as asking me if I have something on my mind. 'I have something on my mind' is just the beginning , you want to use this topic to discuss with me all the daily life during my study, but I don't know what your starting point is?"
Mrs. Li laughed.She half-covered her smiling lips with a soft, white hand, and said reproachfully, "I'm so relieved that Mingming is still the smart one—well, since you know everything, then tell me." She blinked narrowly. Blinking, "Who is that Sherlock Holmes?"
Li Mingye really showed some uncontrollable surprise at this moment—she almost thought that her mind had been guessed, but she dismissed this unscientific idea in an instant—her eyes fell on Mrs. Li's Kelly bag , found the answer from the exposed corner of the magazine.
Journal of Anthropology.Sherlock and her co-authored two "Monographs on the Human Ear" two months ago, and they were published.
Li Mingye said: "A friend of mine, we are in the same college, and we get along very well. We often do some research together, about logic and chemistry."
Mrs. Li laughed, "You've never had friends, obviously."
Li Mingye didn't reply, and took a sip of black tea.
"I've always been worried about you, you seem like a good kid, but you haven't been so lively since you were 16... You grow up overnight, people come and go around you, but no one is your friend. You You will treat them very politely, but you don't care about them, maybe they are not worthy of being your friends." Mrs. Li's very gentle and worried expression was mournful and solemn, which fully revealed the seriousness of this conversation.
Ever since Li Mingye was 16 years old, the Li couple have never talked with their youngest daughter so seriously.Perhaps for them, talking to their daughter is a more serious matter than a big business worth tens of millions, and their daughter has grown up so well, they only hope that she can slow down and look more at her The age should see the scenery.
They spoiled their little daughter from childhood to adulthood, but who knew that this daughter would grow up to be so indifferent?There is no doubt about peace of mind and excellence. There are no more outstanding children than their son and daughter in this world.But let’s not talk about the only one, why did the originally lively and lovely little daughter grow up like this after talking with the only one at the age of 16?
The Li couple have been secretly complaining about Li Weiwei in recent years.The unaware Sherlock Sudden Time Traveling Sherlock Holmes certainly didn't know how much blame his brother had borne for him.
"You never let others touch your 'science', except for your brother and us. Although sometimes we don't understand, you will explain it to us. As for the people around you, no matter how good they are Boy, you don't even want to talk to them...you think they don't understand you, they don't matter to you, so you never initiate a friendship."
"Then what about this Sherlock Holmes?" Mrs. Li took out the "Anthropology" with a pleased smile. "You are finally willing to do a piece of research with others instead of doing everything alone. Please check it out. This Mr. Holmes is your senior senior-I believe that with your intelligence, even if you study alone , can also publish this paper, but you are willing to work with others."
Li Mingye lowered his eyelids and did not answer.In fact, she has nothing to say. Mrs. Li is a very sensitive woman. With a woman's wholehearted concern for her children, she can naturally know many things, so every word she utters is indisputable.
But Mrs. Li didn't go on, but looked at her expectantly.She suddenly realized that it was time to make a statement, so she cleared her throat and said, "Sherlock is a very smart person, on par with me. But his strength lies in chemistry and medicine, and we sometimes learn from each other." some knowledge..."
"So this Mr. Holmes is the reason why you were absent-minded before?" Mr. Li, who hadn't spoken until now and just listened quietly, interjected.This successful businessman is extremely keen in controlling people's hearts, even surpassing his intelligent wife—in other words, if Li Mingye and Li Weiyi are great men in IQ, then Mr. Li is a genius in EQ.
Li Mingye opened his mouth and found that he had nothing to say, so he could only remain silent again.
Mr. Li said very firmly: "It seems that the two children are having a conflict."
Mrs. Li immediately showed a look of asking for help to her husband - this is Mingming's first friend!God, she can't accept the result of her kids going through college alone after high school alone!
"Don't get meddled." Li Mingye noticed Mrs. Li's expression almost immediately, and she immediately gave the Li couple a warning look, and Mr. Li's flawless yet firm smile made her Realize that you have to make some kind of exchange.
After a moment of confrontation, Li Mingye compromised.For those who can walk into her heart, she will always compromise - just like when Watson refused to budge, she stopped taking KA.
"Actually, I don't know what's wrong with him, and it seems to be very serious. All in all, I pissed him off, but I still feel baffled. In the last two months we have been writing a book called "Logical Art", this book is very important to me and him, and later I found that he can handle it alone, so I let it go, because I also want to learn my professional knowledge." Li Mingye was a little confused Mutter.For her, the Chinese narrative is far less accurate than English. In fact, when she uses Chinese, it is a rare time when she is no longer rigorous in her wording. After all, her Chinese comes from the real Li Mingye.
Mrs. Li's expression was also a little confused, but Mr. Li had already shown a clear look.He sighed: "This "Art of Logic" is very important to your friend, isn't it?"
"Correct."
"May I make a guess—this friend of yours is a very lonely genius just like you? I believe that there is always an attraction of sympathy between geniuses, and my picky little princess will not be the same Mediocre talk."
"...Yes." This is Li Mingye who was shocked by "Little Princess".
"Obviously, neither of you is actually wrong, it's just a conflict that will inevitably arise between two different people." Mr. Li had a gentle expression, and patiently guided his daughter who was very impatient with human interactions. "This book is very important to your friend, and you are halfway through writing it with him and then turned to your own business. He may feel that his hard work has been neglected by you..."
"Why would he think so? It doesn't make sense. I have provided him with a lot of information, and I have been busy with him on the first half of this book for a month." What's more, I have already completed this book independently in my previous life. Once.Li Mingye interjected in his heart, with a slightly dissatisfied expression on his face, and even the words he said turned into English: "It's a ridiculous idea, I always have my own things to do, and he can obviously Complete the rest of the work independently."
Although Mr. Li couldn't understand this sentence in English that was too fast, he could see Li Mingye's emotion.Just when he sighed in his heart and wanted to continue planting a seed of "interpersonal communication" for his daughter, a waiter brought a cup of very delicate black malt latte coffee, and put it in Li's mouth respectfully. In front of tomorrow night.
Li Mingye's eyes fell on the waiter's face, and the next moment he recalled the waiter's previous walking route—for a person like her, even if she didn't really pay attention to the surrounding environment, her brain would It will still work hard like a conscientious video recorder.
The recall ended 10 minutes ago.A man in a black suit handed another waiter a bill, and the waiter's gaze fell in her direction.
Li Mingye frowned.
Looking back carefully now, the image of this man is not very clear, which is extremely unusual for her.It's as if this man deliberately shrouded himself in a fog, restrained all his momentum and facial expressions, and stood aside like a background board.
If it was an ordinary person, I am afraid that even if this man hangs around here for a whole day, he will not have the slightest attention or memory of him.
Secretly vigilant and condemned his carelessness, Li Mingye turned his head to look at the man in the black suit.Her gaze fell on the familiar ear and eye contours of the man, and she couldn't help opening her eyes in astonishment—she believed that her pupils must have shrunk a little, and her performance was too conspicuous, but it was all her fault.
It is obviously related to Sherlock Holmes by the ear pinna and cranial lines, the haute couture suit with "MH" embroidered on the label showing a little bit of the body... Li Mingye does not need to observe other people Yes, she already knew who it was.
Mycroft Holmes.
The author has something to say:
Even people with the same soul essence will have different values, world outlook and outlook on life because of different experiences.
For the original work, he has already written "The Art of Logic" and published it independently. He hopes that Juanfu can write this book by himself. Come be inspired.Moreover, the original Fu has always viewed Juan Fu with an elder mentality.
Juan Fu's psychological activities are just like the main text...
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