[Comprehensive] High IQ and Mary Sue

Ellie has lost a lot of weight. Both Tom and Sherlock can get such an intuitive feeling. In Sherlock's eyes, Ellie's three-dimensional uniform has dropped seven to ten centimeters, as well as her body fat. The rate and weight loss are scary.Really thin into the appearance of falling down in the wind.

Ellie also knows that her condition is not good...or it can be described as extremely bad, but when she returns home, in the familiar environment, in front of the person she has missed for a whole year, her heart is filled with a strange feeling, mixed with peace of mind and Excited emotions are stimulated, I can't see enough, and I can't talk enough.

They were sitting at the dining table, talking over a belated breakfast.

Tom didn't ask what his mother had experienced in a year, and Sherlock rarely said anything, which was almost a rare silence for him.

Ellie listened carefully to what Tom said about what he had done in school, how many experiments he had done, which books he had read, and Uncle Mycroft taught him a few pranks.Sherlock always had to look at her before remembering to take a bite of the omelette that was at the perfect temperature but a little cold because of her neglect.

While eating, Tom said that it would be finished soon, and Ellie didn't have much appetite, so she simply put down the knife and fork.

"eat more."

He said.

Ellie is a little embarrassed.

She really can't eat anything.

Only then did Tom realize: "Mommy, you only ate one egg...you'll be very hungry. If Tom is hungry, he won't be able to attend class well."

"Listen to your poor talk," Ellie laughed again, "whether you're hungry or not, you don't know how to attend lectures, that's too easy for you Tom."

"Mom, you said that if you love someone, you should care about whether he is full...you don't care if I'm hungry now." Tom jumped off his seat and ran to Ellie's side.

Ellie thought it was funny, and sat the guy who had grown up a lot on her lap.

Really heavy.

"Well, well, I care about you." She pressed her forehead against her son's forehead, "I love you my baby."

Sherlock frowned and said nothing.

"I love mom too." Tom reached out and touched his mother's cheek. "Mom has lost a lot of weight. Eat more. Uncle Robert's toasting skills have improved again! Eat more."

Ellie had expected Sherlock to sneer - what skills do you need to bake a slice of bread?

But Sherlock didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly with his usual deep eyes.

She is not used to it.

Under the close watch of her son and husband, Ellie finally breathed out a sigh of relief after barely eating another piece of toast.

Just as he was thinking about why Tom didn't go to school today and was about to ask, Sherlock spoke up.

"Tom," Sherlock said, sitting still in his seat, "your sister is waiting for you, maybe you should ask Robert to take you to the Mycroft house."

"younger sister?"

Tom was obviously stupid, looking at his father and then at his mother.

Ellie kissed her precious son's forehead: "Our Tom is going to be an older brother... Mom will love Tom with my sister—Tom, you will love my sister."

Tom's expression was obviously a little confused, and the small frown made his heart melt.

Finally sent Tom away.

Now, it's just the two of them.

>>>>>>>>

Sherlock thought of a way.

It's easy to let Ellie ignore others, just keep her busy.

Just like Ellie still hesitated for a while between math problems and her classmates when she was in elementary school, now Ellie is not only troubled by math problems, but also physical chemistry and biology. These science subjects can keep her in place. Take off and explode in the air.

Therefore, as long as he can make Ellie troubled in these subjects, Ellie will be more or less restrained even if she goes out to roam.

From that day on, Ellie found herself busy again.

Busy playing with friends outside, and also busy with Sherlock's sudden drop in IQ——

"Sherlock, I thought these were things you've already learned, so now you've forgotten everything you've learned and started over again?" She grabbed the notebook and opened to the latest page, pointing to Xia Locke looked, "You showed me this question when you came back from the game hall when you were in the fourth grade of elementary school."

"It seems that you have a deep memory of your stupidity at that time." Sherlock didn't give a single look, and concentrated on sucking a tube of ink for his pen. "You didn't have a clue at that time. I think you should be able to now." .”

Ellie's eyes widened in disbelief:

"Whoa whoa, so now you're teaching me?"

"I just advanced some progress..." He wiped the ink spilled from the side of the pen with a tissue, "In case you cry to death and kneel before the exam, begging me to help you review the test questions, and disturbing my review... "

"No no no you never review—"

"Because I'm looking for an excuse not to help you with this simple content at that time, so while I'm in a good mood," Sherlock turned his face and grinned perfunctorily, "Study hard."

Ellie's cheeks puffed up all of a sudden.

"Well, the little temper of a genius, how cute."

She had to take advantage of it.

"Don't you have a sense of urgency?" Sherlock packed up his things, "They are all ahead of you, but you are smarter than them - I prefer to be friends with smart people."

So a crisis caught the cold.

Lilian, Jack, John Dawes, etc., etc., the names of beautiful little girls and beautiful little boys flashed through her head, and Ellie learned from the painful experience-absolutely must not lose in her studies!

The vigorous study plan has begun.

So history repeated itself.

Ellie asks her father to open a small stove at home, and pesters Sherlock to ask questions outside, and her knowledge level is flying upwards.

The sweet distress Sherlock fell into.

"Hey, Sherlock, teach me..."

"Sherlock, Xiali? Xiali~"

"Is this like this? I think this can also be balabalabala..."

"Teach me, you are the best!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

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That's what Ellie does when she wants something.

Then Sherlock thought, how angry, you still ask me such a simple question that you have learned by yourself before.

Ellie would write quickly and say:

"Because Sherlock is a genius, and I like to ask you more. You're not going to make me stupid, are you?"

Sherlock: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa[-]

"That's not what's written here!"

He grabbed the brush and wrote a few formulas in the notebook.

"Move your head with a tank of goldfish! I thought you only saw this formula yesterday!"

what……

Although it was a bit annoying, at least Ellie was dedicated to learning and maintained her IQ.

Ellie: IQ, it doesn't exist.

Then she turned her head to show off to her classmates that she was 666.

The fox pretends to be the tiger.

Pretend to know everything.

In fact, Sherlock taught it.

Sherlock: Is she using what I teach again to hook people up?

Today's head is also changing color.

>>>>>>>>

After Tom walked away step by step, Ellie turned her head and looked at Sherlock standing behind her.

"I know I can see you again." She couldn't help laughing out loud, and then jumped into his arms, "I know I don't want to do anything when I see you again, I just want to hug."

"We've hugged long enough today."

His voice was in her ears like before, and her ears were reddened when he was hoarse and hoarse.

"Don't you want to hold me?"

"Maybe I don't just want a hug, I prefer a kiss."

He pulled her away a little, and then his lips pressed together again.

Different from the gentle and subtle kiss before, this time he was aggressive, as if he was going to eat her whole.And her response was equally enthusiastic, spreading out her softest body and letting him take whatever he wanted.

After a long time, both of them separated with unsteady breathing.

"I really miss you."

When she spoke, she still had the coquettish posture she had when she was in high school or when she was younger, and she was completely dependent on him in his arms.

He stared deeply into her eyes.

"I missu."

Ellie smiled slightly.

"If I asked you to say that you miss me before, it would be like killing you. I thought you would reply metoo."

She didn't expect Sherlock to say anything, but touched his collar affectionately.

"It's all crushed and crumpled. It feels like you're back in the period when the first old man in Great Britain was born."

"I thought you always knew that this was just their unfounded speculation...I don't think anyone knows better than you whether I'm a virgin or not, Ellie," he followed her words, "no matter what level it is."

"Nonsense."

The collar of the shirt was so uneven, Ellie simply undid his first button, and then undid the second one, looking at his Adam's apple that could not resist rolling, she raised her eyebrows.

Then kissed.

"Are you inviting me?" His fingers ran into her hair.

He used to like to play with her hair, or when she was sitting next to him, he would pick up a lock of hair and turn it around in his fingertips.

Probably because her condition is not very good, and her nutrition may not be able to keep up, her dark brown soft and smooth hair has become a little rough.

But he doesn't mind that much.

"If you start, I don't guarantee that your call to stop will work."

"Then don't stop—"

They both desperately need to prove that the other is real.