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At this point Raymond yelled loudly, "Dude, you said you weren't gay."

"I'm not." He frowned at Raymond and let go of Mycroft's hand.But this time, Mycroft didn't bother too much, because he looked at Jessica in the corner with a straight face, staring at the spoon in her hand, as if he was ready to rush up to catch the dripping pink lump at any time. colored liquid.

He couldn't help but want to look up to the sky and laugh - obsessive-compulsive disorder and cleanliness are Mycroft's biggest weaknesses.

Well done Jessica.

But seeing that Mycroft almost stopped breathing, he gave a light cough out of humanitarianism, and Jessica, who was out of her body, flicked as if she woke up suddenly, and the unlucky ice cream fell on the table .

Mycroft breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear in his heart. Although his face was still full of disgust, the tension like being strangled just now had disappeared.

"Three to two," he whispered into Mycroft's ear.

Mycroft glanced at the innocent Jessica with an unhappy face, and said in a positive tone, "You guys know each other."

"Yes, and this idiot," he pointed to Raymond behind the cashier, "I know him too."

"Hey," Raymond shielded his chest in offense, "you can't introduce someone like that, especially your...boyfriend?"

"I said I'm not..." Before he finished speaking, he saw Mycroft's eyes scanning Raymond up and down, from the chef's hat on his head to the hands on the cash register, first confused, then suddenly enlightened.

"I've won the round." Mycroft's eyes flashed with a competitive light.

"Don't..." He wanted to stop him, but Mycroft was one step ahead of him and revealed Raymond's secret to the public, "He's gay."

pat-

There was the sound of a glass falling from the corner, and he could imagine Jessica's dumbfounded look, and at the same time, there was a puddle of ice cream liquid under her feet that could drive ten Mycrofts crazy.

"Is it that obvious?" Raymond muttered confusedly, touching his face, "Could it be that gay is written on my face?"

God, even just once, can this Raymond figure out the point?

He rubbed his sore forehead, "Mycroft, I thought our game was based on long-distance observation, rather than meddling in the life of the subject, didn't you?"

"You started first," Mycroft shrugged. "You asked the driver to verify your answer, so I'll have to see the gay reaction too. 3 for 3."

"But without knowing the other party's wishes, you let a gay come out in public." He turned his head to look at Jessica.Her whole body froze there as if frozen.

"Obviously, they're brother and sister, and there's no one else here, so it's not a public place." Mycroft also turned around, but quickly turned back, "He always comes out to his family, doesn't he? Why do you So care?"

Jessica was staring blankly at Raymond at this time, and Raymond finally realized what happened, he opened his mouth, "Jessie..."

"I..." Jessica lowered her head, bit her fingers and muttered to herself, "I have to think...you play football, your room is messy, you like to swear, you wear sportswear, your idol is David Beckham Mu, how could it be gay?"

"Hey, not all gays wear tights, okay?" Raymond retorted dissatisfiedly with his arms folded on his chest.

"She'll figure it out," Mycroft showed Raymond with a hypocritical bureaucratic smile. "Although there is a lot of resistance now, gay marriage will be legalized in at most 20 years."

"Uh, thank you?" Raymond scratched his head, "Don't you feel...disgusted? By the way, I forgot that you too..."

Mycroft leaned on the counter. "I do hate it, but I also hate heterosexuality, so..."

"Really?" Raymond shuddered.

Seeing the two people in front of him chatting with no one else, he interrupted McCoff who was trying to dig out more information from Raymond, "3 to 2, McCoff, I already knew he was gay."

"Did you know it the first time you met him?" Mycroft insisted, "3 to 3."

Today's successive defeats made McCaw care about each other, but he didn't bother to fight because there was another chance.

And that opportunity came quickly.

A boy dressed the same as Raymond came out from behind, his long hair pressed under a hat, revealing several curls.Seeing him and Mycroft gave a dimpled smile.

Sorry Raymond, although I promised you a secret it's no longer a secret and you seem to take it well but I have to win Mycroft now so...

"His boyfriend!" he and Mycroft yelled almost simultaneously.

Jessica punched herself on the forehead twice, looking really stupid.

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Raymond is a gay beyond the stereotype, and his boyfriend is a gay stereotype.

Such complicated information made Jessica's brain explode.

First, Mycroft suddenly appeared, still holding Sherlock's hand.If she hadn't known the Holmes family very well, she would have mistakenly thought that they had some... unusual relationship.However, the suppressed disgusted faces of these two people are enough to explain the problem.Jessica bet that a variation of that infamous game of reasoning had developed - one that required holding hands - and that Sherlock had spent a lot of money trying to beat Mycroft.

What happened later surprised people. McCoff bluntly stated Raymond's sexual orientation and pointed out his boyfriend.It can be said that the evidence is conclusive and irrefutable... Then Raymond declared - nothing new - that he was gay.

Then he unexpectedly basked in the excitement of coming out.

Mostly because the only two uninformed people present did not show too much disgust.Jessica's brain was as sticky as the ice cream on the ground, and after confirming that Harry and Sherlock didn't know each other, Mycroft turned the blame on Harry. The siege, from the color of his jacket to the origin of his surname, spared no one.

In the end, Raymond randomly packed a few unsold donuts and stuffed them with Sherlock, and then kicked him out with Mycroft.

Maybe because she didn't know how to face Raymond, Jessica chased him out and saw Sherlock and Mycroft walking on the road a meter apart, blaming each other for forgetting the shopping list given by their mother.

"Sherlock!" she yelled.

Sherlock stopped, and Mycroft turned around, and his probing eyes covered her whole body.

Did she choose a bad time?

But Jessica could only bite the bullet and say why she came, "Sherlock, art appreciation..."

"Art Appreciation Class, Romeo and Juliet, Act Two, Scene Two, Wednesday 4pm, 202." Sherlock said deadpan, "Anything else?"

"Uh, 4 o'clock? I... Joseph..." Jessica looked at Sherlock in surprise. Does this mean he is coming to participate?

"You don't have classes." Sherlock said, ready to pull the curious Mycroft away, "That's it."

"Sherlock, why don't you introduce me?" Mycroft didn't intend to leave so easily, he stared at Jessica thoughtfully.

"Jessica, Mycroft. Mycroft, Jessica." Sherlock gave McCoff a cold look, grabbed his arm and walked forward.

"goodbye."

Seeing the back of Mycroft being forcibly dragged away, Jessica waved her hand awkwardly.

Finally solved one thing.

But there are still countless questions waiting for her.

Jessica turned around and found Raymond standing there, the ridiculous chef hat on his head was tightly held in his hand.His expression was no longer mixed with the excitement of novelty just now, but changed into bewilderment and despair overwhelmed by reality.

"I'm gay." Raymond said blankly, "Has this changed a lot?"

"Yes," Jessica tried to look relaxed, "but some things remain the same."

"Really?" Raymond smiled bleakly, "Is that so?"

Even after 20 years, coming out is not easy, even in the UK.

"Yes," Jessica felt a little sad in her heart, but her face was firm. "Some things will never change."

"I hope so." Raymond nodded, he suddenly thought of something and laughed, "Is Sherlock not straight anymore?"

Jessica was overwhelmed by his spirit of having fun while suffering, "That's his brother, Mycroft."

"It's as weird as Sherlock," Raymond muttered, and his eyes widened again, "Didn't you say that he and his brother..."

"No no no," Jessica choked, "I don't know why, but no."

"Ah."

Raymond's expression was a little tragic under the setting sun, and he said without thinking, "Let's go and tell Mom and Dad."

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