Bai Qi trotted a few steps staggeringly, summoned up her courage, and asked, "Sherlock, do you like me?"

Sherlock stopped in his tracks and looked at Bai Qi in surprise.

He said with a smirk: "I think I need to explain to you that I am married to my job, so you... Although you may have such thoughts."

"Sorry, I can't accept it either."

Bai Qi was entangled in "I can't accept it" throughout the sentence. She laughed a few times until she shed tears, and then said, "I'm scared to death."

She patted Sherlock on the shoulder and said, "I always thought you liked Watson, but now that Watson is gone, I suspect you like me, hahaha~"

"so funny."

"It's not funny at all." Sherlock frowned and looked at the girl who smiled exaggeratedly and said, "Maybe your IQ is not up to the average line so you don't realize this."

This is no longer Sherlock calling her stupid overtly or secretly. Bai Qi smiled stiffly, feeling that she could hardly stop laughing.

"It just so happens that I don't like you either, I'm just curious." Bai Qi explained with a bit of reserve.

Sherlock doesn't seem to understand at all that what Bai Qi needs now is not the truth, but a step. His mouth is like a machine gun and he can't stop analyzing: "Your eyes are tilted to the upper left, which means you are explaining What you know, you are remembering. Your shoulders are shaking slightly, which means you are not confident. You are looking forward to the answer I will give you. The corners of your mouth are slightly pursed, which means that you are patient, so you are controlling your emotions. The result is that you like it Me, but I was very sad to be rejected."

Sherlock paused, looked at her slightly red eyes, and said softly involuntarily: "As we know above, you may need a hug, so do you need a hug?"

"I... don't need it, Sherlock Holmes, your reasoning is wrong." Bai Qi tightened her clenched hands, and pulled an ugly smile from between her teeth.

"You're pushing yourself, your body is leaning upwards...."

"Enough." Bai Qi interrupted him, "Damn it, I've said enough."

Sherlock frowned: "I don't think you will understand the effect of leaning your body with your IQ...,"

Bai Qi's eyes darkened in disappointment, "Sherlock, I don't understand...I know I'm stupid, I don't deserve to be your friend..."

She turned her head and left and called a taxi, smiled at him, and got in the car. Inexplicably, Sherlock felt empty, and he clutched his chest in pain.

Mycroft is going to give a speech at a university today. The news that he is going to marry a girl who is ten years younger than him has spread all over the streets and alleys of London. A famous director came to invite him to play a role, but McCoff politely declined.

"Why don't you try it?"

"I feel very good."

"Uh... I don't really want to reverse the strings."

"I heard from Sherlock that Mrs. Blue, who you reversed in high school, is very...elegant."

"Thank you." Mycroft smiled gracefully: "I didn't expect him to have such a high opinion of me."

"He has always respected you."

Mycroft's expression froze, obviously still unable to let go of Sherlock's disobedience because of Bai Qi, "We are enemies."

Oulos rolled her eyes and said, "Even if we are enemies, can't we respect each other's IQ?"

"My IQ has always been higher than his."

Oulos sniffed silently and asked, "Will your speech be serious today?"

Mycroft frowned, and said for a while, "It's just a very ordinary lecture, what's wrong?"

Oulos said quite attentively: "Dress younger, why don't you get married in a day or two."

A pair of big, round eyes looked at Mycroft Holmes with a smile, and took out a white shirt: "Wear this one, you can be handsome if you have a small belly."

Mycroft frowned tightly, looked at the barely white shirt, coughed, and went to find the tie.

"What kind of tie are you looking for? I'm taking the route of vigor and publicity. You can still look at it if you wear it~." As he spoke, he snatched the black thin collar from Mycroft's hand, and then searched through boxes and chests to find him pants.

Mycroft frowned helplessly, obviously dissatisfied, Oulos glanced at him fiercely, puffed out her stomach, and said coolly: "I heard that pregnant women are in a bad mood and will gradually turn into depression. ...."

With a negotiating tone, Mycroft asked with a stiff smile, "Can I have a tie?" It's better than nothing.

"Yes." Olos glanced at it in disgust, and said coolly, "Do you want to wear it on your head?"

Oulos squinted her eyes, put her hands on her forehead, she looked like a scholar, and asked, "After the speech, do you have to answer the audience's questions?"

Mycroft nodded, looked at himself in front of the mirror, stretched his neck a little unnaturally, and buttoned the button firmly, but was forcibly undone by Olos.

"This kind of half-heartedness is the most attractive."

"..."

"Don't try to buckle it while I'm not paying attention, I will monitor you the whole time." Olos understands Mycroft's obsessive-compulsive disorder very well, every time he goes to 22b, he will correct the crooked door knocker, Sherlock, always You can tell he's coming.

Before entering other people's houses, Mycroft would signal his arrival by knocking once a second, knocking three times, and then restarting after three seconds.

He has always been a self-disciplined and responsible person, which may be related to his identity. Since he was a child, he was indoctrinated by his mother to take good care of his family.

Daddy is a scientist and mother is a psychologist, but it’s hard to read. Mycroft has been under a lot of pressure since he was a child. His IQ is very high, and his EQ is not low, so he can talk to his colleagues. Well, what Sherlock did was quite a failure.

He used to feel inferior for his obesity, probably because he was laughed at by Oulos when he was a child for his funny appearance when he grew up, too much pressure, snacks became his outlet, he loved sweets, so that he became more and more fatter.

People in the Holmes family have high IQs, and they instinctively manipulate others in their daily lives.Once a certain person exceeds the scope of his control, he will feel insecure. Mycroft is afraid of Olos, because she goes crazy, and Moriarty can only be a little guy. It will become an existence that has to be opposed.

So every time he encounters his sister, his IQ always plummets, probably because he is unwilling to face reality.

Could Holmes have escaped reality too?

But Holmes is also human.

"Mycroft, did you go into politics because of me?" Create an exclusive dungeon for my sister...

Mycroft stretched his neck, but did not answer.

Oulos understood, and immediately hugged Mycroft's waist, and said sullenly, "Why do you love me so much?"

Mycroft froze for a moment, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.

Olos puffed her mouth, poked Mycroft's stomach and said, "Mr. Holmes, what do you like about me?"

Mycroft slightly lifted Oulos who was pressing on him, and said, "...I like everything."

"Where do you like the most?" "Where is the best place?"

"...everywhere is beautiful."

"Tell me your favorite."

This time, Mycroft was silent for a long time. He touched Oluosi's hair helplessly, and said, "Don't make trouble."

"Let's talk~"

"The time is coming." Olos patted her thigh, knowing that it would be too late, and immediately started rummaging through the box to find trousers for Mycroft.

"Do you need me to help you when the audience asks questions?" Olos asked with her neck tilted.

Mycroft smiled: "They all know you."

"When did I become so famous, I don't know, maybe I can pretend."

Olos paused for a moment, and finally found a suit she was satisfied with from the closet. After a closer look, she was still a little disgusted: "Mycroft, don't you have light-colored jeans in the closet?"

"Not yet, and never will be."

Oulos pursed her lips and asked, "What did they ask before?"

"The secret to success and how to work with the government to improve the economy."

"The secret of success?" Olos inexplicably felt that there was a stalk in it, "What is it?"

Mycroft said silently: "High IQ."

"Why are you so uncreative!"

Olos said awkwardly, "Is there anything else?"

With a cold face, Mycroft said through his teeth: "Ask me if I have a boyfriend."

Oulos is happy, this question is very bold~

"How do you answer people?"

"To be honest, I wouldn't lie if I had to."

Oulos shrugged: "Because lies are like snowballs, they will only get bigger and bigger, so you will only fool others."

They came to a well-known language school. As far as McCoff is proficient in N languages ​​and has a very comprehensive brain hard disk, he is very suitable to be a teacher. Many people who are his say in private He "Wikipedia".

With his slender legs, Mycroft stepped onto the gate of the school. He was so handsome that the world changed color. Oulos followed behind in disguise, watching if the passers-by were looking sideways at him, and some people directly picked up the beauty. Yan's phone was taking pictures like crazy, and some of them were stopped by bodyguards.

Successful people always have an attractive temperament, Olos thought secretly.

The author has something to say: Mrs. Smallwood...so tangled~~

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