[Comprehensive] They forced me to die

"Oh, good afternoon, Mr. Lestrade."

Alice smiled awkwardly, and immediately got out of the man's arms to say hello, rushing away with a desire to conceal.

"Alice, I think I should get you an etiquette teacher."

Mycroft said in a nonchalant manner, which made Alice suddenly feel a chill behind her back.

"I've already said that you should find an etiquette teacher."

Sherlock said emphatically behind him, completely ignoring the embarrassing younger sister who wanted to die.

"Inspector Lestrade, you came just in time. Sherlock and I are talking about this Christmas."

Alice said with some excitement.

"Christmas?"

Lestrade looked at Sherlock in surprise and said.

"As far as I know, Sherlock has absolutely no interest in the festive aspect."

Alice hurriedly said: "...It's not up to him."

"Are you coming? We can have a good staff."

"Oh no, I might have something to do."

Lestrade politely declined.

"That's such a pity."

Alice looked at Lestrade very regretfully, her focused black eyes were like pools of water at night. In fact, Lestrade always felt that Miss Colvis was interested in him, but he really couldn't accept her He loves an "angel" deeply.

Sherlock stood on his head in the room, and did not show any sign of Inspector Lestrade's departure at all, which was very much like his usual style.

Alice looked at McCoff involuntarily shyly, and stretched her neck in embarrassment.

"You seem to be having a good time these days."

"Oh, not pleasant at all."

Sherlock and Alice said in unison, they stared at each other, which made them both feel terrible.

"Looks very happy."

"I said it was not pleasant at all."

"Take this stupid woman away."

Sherlock walked to a table, on which there was a high-end rectangular box containing a handmade violin.

Natural and rare totem texture, it seems to be made of European solid wood, the panel texture is uniform and fine, the texture is clear and straight, the back and side panels are made of natural and rare totem pattern old solid maple wood, very meticulous workmanship, knob, chin rest , the fingerboard is all high-grade ebony, the whole piano is small and exquisite, not bulky at all.

"I haven't seen you holding this piano before."

Alice's gaze was attracted all of a sudden, and she couldn't move her eyes away.

"If you can leave my house immediately, I'll give it to you." Sherlock's reaction was so fast that Alice couldn't react for a while.

Alice looked at the violin and said hesitantly, "Really? But I can't play it at all."

"Mycroft will."

Alice looked at Mycroft.

Mycroft said modestly: "I can only scratch the surface."

"Actually, I studied the cello."

"That's amazing. I can't do anything."

For her two older brothers who have "a skill" (for them it's just a pastime), Alice feels very frustrated because she doesn't know anything.

"I really shouldn't have wasted ten years in a mental hospital."

"Actually, you have to."

Sherlock spat mercilessly.

"Hey, you're still talking about me, you're a high-functioning sociopath, at least I still yearn for a harmonious society, right, Mycroft."

She gently tugged on her elder brother's cuff, and blinked to indicate that the other party must stand in the opposite camp.

God knows, both of them are crazy, what is the comparison.

Mycroft smiled, touched Alice's long hair, and said that both of them are good children, which made Alice a little upset, what is this?

Fighting for favor or something.

The next time, the two brothers Mycroft and Sherlock hid in the house to play games. Although Alice felt a little naive, she watched from the side, dissatisfied and also a little interested.

This is an advanced game of BUZZ. The game process is mainly about Wanjia simulating the operation process to solve SAM's disease. God knows from which corner Sherlock took it out.

The two sides take turns to draw doctor cards. According to the difficulty of the disease, if the operation is successful, you will get a certain cash reward. If you accidentally touch the metal edge, SAM's red nose will light up and make a buzzing sound, and the player in this round will lose. .

Alice went downstairs to get the juice, and Mycroft and Sherlock were on the table, playing "in full swing", but they were calm and composed.

Sherlock asked: "Why did you come back early?"

"Because of business."

"Actually, that guy must have reported you."

"Om!!"

SAM made a harsh sound, and Sherlock jumped up on the table and onto the couch.

Sherlock looked at his "calm and composed" brother in front of him and shouted, "I knew it, Mycroft."

"You are dangerous now."

There was a rare seriousness in the light-colored pupils.

"Come on, Sherlock."

McCoff said he was speechless.

"Don't quibble, I can see that Mycroft, your behavior has betrayed you, tell the truth, you like her."

"What do you like?"

Alice held a plate of juice in her hand, took out a cup and handed it to McCoff, put one on the table, and held the other cup by herself, taking a few sips.

"Sherlock, pay attention." Seeing Sherlock standing on the table, Alice was really afraid that he would knock the table down, and felt her heart was about to jump out.

"Please don't do it again."

"I will try. Maybe." Sherlock jumped on the sofa, sat down and replied perfunctorily.

"Mycroft, look at him, I can't even imagine that he is my brother, he is just a naive eight-year-old."

"Childish dolls can't solve the case." Sherlock stretched his waist and said.

"That's not sure, isn't there still Edogawa Conan in Japan~."

Sherlock flicked the phone quickly.

"What does he mean?" Alice asked puzzled.

"Wikipedia." Mycroft answered with great dignity.

"That's an unreal character." Sherlock said seriously that he was the only consulting detective in the world, and everyone else was scum.

"You're not real either." Alice complained lightly.

"It's getting late, Alice, we should go." Mycroft stood up, straightened his coat, and said with a smile.

A black Lincoln parked at the entrance of Baker Street. Bodyguards in black uniforms and wireless headphones quickly got out of the car and opened the car door for them respectfully.

"Thank you." Alice smiled politely, and then bent over and got into the car, and Mycroft also got into the car.

There was a lady in a purple dress sitting in the back of the car. Alice knew her. She was Miss Anmy, McCoff's secretary. Alice smiled friendlyly at her, but the other party didn't seem to notice.

"What is the trouble that Sherlock said?" Alice sat in the car bored in every possible way, and suddenly thought of what they seemed to be talking about just now.

"No, it's just some unfounded speculation." Mycroft replied with a smile.

"Oh~" Alice played with her fingers.

"Are you free for Christmas?"

"This is my first Christmas."

Seeing Alice pursing her lips sadly and looking at herself with watery eyes, Mycroft thought of what this girl looked like ten years ago. At that time, she didn't know that she was going to a mental hospital, and she was only as tall as him. waist, tugging at his cuffs, calling him brother.

He stroked Alice's hair with a smile, and agreed to her proposal.

He is a good brother, and he has always tried his best to satisfy the wishes of his family, let alone his own younger sister, he considers himself a very responsible brother.

Alice looked at her face in the mirror and sniffed her nose. She really didn't feel disfigured if she didn't look in the mirror.

Then he drank a glass of milk, took a book, and dragged the quilt into Mycroft's room.

In fact, she didn't sleep well recently, maybe because she stopped taking the medicine, she began to feel that she couldn't control herself sometimes, and she was having nightmares every night, and many vague memories gradually became clearer. I faintly felt that something was going to happen, and my heart was in a state of confusion, and I couldn't figure it out.

As soon as Mycroft returned to the room, he found that there were more people in the room, and he was very calm about this.

From the first day she came back, Alice relied on him in every possible way. At that time, he said very seriously that Alice had to go back to her room to sleep. At the end, she acquiesced, but she had to dress conservatively, because In her sleeping position, wearing a skirt tossed and turned, anyone would find it difficult.

Alice is wearing blue pajamas and pajamas, the style is exactly the same as that of McCauf. If you don't know, you may think they are a couple. Slippers, toothbrushes, clothes for couples..., but the person concerned still looks like I don't know anything. The look of knowing.

In the huge villa, a housekeeper and a maid consciously ignored the occasional "fighting" between the two of them. To be honest, it was really hard to believe what it was like for Mycroft to fight. hi mode.

Alice is holding a copy of Freud's "The Weakness of Human Nature", watching a little from time to time, and then watching TV, doing three things at once. I really don't know if she has read it or not.

Mycroft was half lying on the bed, with a notebook in front of him, and he tapped it from time to time. Alice glanced at it, saying that she couldn't understand it at all, and then went back to watching TV on her own.

At this time, the recent particularly popular end-of-the-world zombie movie was being broadcast on TV.

☆、No.60 five confession

A scene of zombies eating people was playing on the TV. Alice stared at the screen, shouted, and pulled Mycroft's pajamas with one hand excitedly.

"Mycroft, Mycroft."

"what?"

Mycroft replied perfunctorily, his eyes still fixed on his computer, and he tapped gracefully at his hand, completely in a world of automatic shielding.

"Shh."

Mycroft had to turn his head to give a warning because Alice kept pulling him, and then continued to focus on his computer.

"Stop, Alice."

Mycroft frowned.

"I've seen this."

Alice tugged at the corner of Mycroft's clothes, turned her head excitedly, and found the other party's inattentive attitude, she was immediately upset, curled her lips, and rolled her eyes.

When Mycroft stopped what he was doing, he found that his clothes had been undone by two buttons, so he tidied it up helplessly.

Looking at the clock on the wall showing that the hour hand is close to one o'clock in the morning, I want to make a glass of milk for the little girl next to me.

It's just that the milk was put to the girl's mouth, but the girl refused to take it, and hummed very arrogantly.

"Hmph, I hate you."

Mycroft rubbed his temples, and touched his hairline worriedly.

"what happened?"

He asked with a smile, and then put the milk on the table beside the bed.

"It's okay." Alice simply turned off the TV, wrapped herself up in a ball and hid under the blanket.

"what happened to you?"

Alice suffocated in the quilt for a long time before saying, "You don't even care about me."

Mycroft frowned: "When?"

"Always!!"

However, in the days that followed, it was hard to say that there was nothing to do, but it was not ordinary to have the wonderful existence of Alice.

Alice was not a well-behaved child.

She would often pinch Mycroft's fat on purpose, and express her views on the recent rise in pork prices. As for the poisonous tongue, people have always suspected that she was infected by Sherlock.

Regarding McCoff's love of desserts, Alice showed that she could eat more than him.Sometimes he can even eat both of Mycroft's servings, without any gesture of guilt, and deeply thinks that eating dessert for him is for the sake of McCoff's figure.

This makes a certain politician who likes desserts so much that he can't help himself, very, very painful.

From time to time, she went crazy and went to the club Diogenes set up by Mycroft. In this club, except for the room of strangers, no one can speak in other rooms.

She was fairly well-behaved, but Alice found it boring after a short stay.

Every time I go there, I just eat the snacks there, and I leave after a while, and there is nothing more.

(The main purpose of going is still for Mycroft, he likes to sit there when he has nothing to do.)

Of course, Alice still occasionally sees Sherlock, the arrogant megalomaniac, running to Mycroft for help.

She couldn't help but sneer at Sherlock for a while, and Sherlock also taunted back unceremoniously.

Sherlock said very modestly (he thought he was telling the truth): "I said that McCoff is indeed better than me in terms of observation and reasoning. But the work of the key detective can only be done by sitting in an armchair and reasoning." , then he must be a great detective unparalleled in the world."

"It's a pity that he has neither the desire nor the energy."

Alice said endlessly: "He dedicated all his energy to cream and puffs."

"It's too much trouble for him to even prove his thesis, and he would rather be mistaken for a fallacy than spend his energy to prove his own correctness. I often ask him questions and get answers from him. All proved to be correct."

"But the case goes to a judge and jury, and the issue needs to be investigated, and he's not involved, and he's not involved in the actual work."

The two are surprisingly consistent in their rants about McCoff.

In other words, Mycroft is a very lazy person. When he can sit, he doesn’t feel like standing. He can finish a sentence without using two sentences. He is different from Sherlock. His IQ and EQ are overwhelming. As a child, Sherlock was always ridiculed as an idiot by him. If Sherlock hadn't discovered that ordinary people had lower IQs than him, he would definitely feel inferior because of McCoff's repeated contempt.

"What a bad brother." Alice concluded, secretly glad that she had lived in a mental hospital for more than ten years.

(That's not something to show off, okay?)

Christmas is the most important holiday in the West, and Alice had to use her prehistoric power to let the two brothers spend Christmas together.

There is a big Christmas tree in the house, and everyone wears a red hat. It is said that wearing it to sleep at night will not only make you sleep soundly and a little warmer, but you will also find that there are more loved ones in the hat the next day. gift.

Alice was overjoyed as she touched her Santa hat.

Mrs. Hudson prepared cakes for them, and the scene was very lively. Lestrade left after taking a few sips of wine, but the meaning was reached.

Alice insisted on taking the long-awaited violin from Sherlock, and defrauded a large sum of checks from Mycroft, with a full income, drinking a little wine, not to mention how happy she was.

She gave Sherlock a Skeleton King, saying that this child who has no friends can be a good company with "him".

She thought Sherlock would be angry, but on the contrary, he was very gentlemanly, played with it in his hand, and expressed his love for it... and gave Mycroft a brooch, a simple gemstone inlaid with the letters of AM , and gave Mrs. Hudson a red scarf.

Everyone had a great time eating, and Alice also met a girl named Molly, who at first expressed surprise and sympathy for the imperfection of Alice's side face, but there was no sign of contempt in her behavior, and she gradually respected her. , which made Alice very useful.

Although she was very shy and dressed a little old-fashioned, she was still a lovely woman, and she seemed to like Sherlock very much.

Alice silently observed that the lady's eyes were almost glued to Sherlock's body.

Sometimes, Alice will deliberately use her body to stick to Sherlock's, secretly laughing.

I wished to see Miss Molly with black lines on her face. (What a naughty girl~)

Sherlock played a violin for everyone, and Alice very "gentlemanly" invited Mycroft to dance with him.

"Handsome sir, can I have the honor to dance with you?"

Alice said playfully: "I think you should be very willing to accept the invitation of the lady in front of you."

Under the light, there was a faint blush on everyone's cheeks, as angry as plum blossoms thrown into the ice and snow.

She knew that McCoff didn't like the occasion, or dancing in front of other people.

But on such a fair occasion, that's what she did. Mycroft could refuse her, but he did tolerate all her willfulness in the name of a dutiful brother.

Alice leaned on his shoulder, kneading the loose flesh on his waist.

"Mycroft, you need to lose weight."

"It's the lady I've been doing."

Mycroft replied to the lady in his arms with a smile, his deep voice was like the grind between lovers.

Alice listened to the melodious sound of the violin, and felt very wonderful.

Her heart thumped and kept beating, she had never felt such a strong feeling, she felt very fond of, liked someone, wanted to kiss him, feel his temperature, a kind of feeling that once lost would be unbearable, and she wanted to make him understand her own mood wishes.

The lights were still beautiful, and the sound of the piano was still echoing in her ears. She couldn't wait to tell her feelings.

Alice couldn't wait to kiss the corner of Mycroft's mouth, hugged him, and told him that she liked him and even fell in love with him.

Everyone looked at them, thinking that a married couple would be ushered in here. Miss Jasmine was secretly relieved (we all know why you should be relieved.), Mrs. Hudson was a little surprised, her eyes were full of blessings, and Sherlock I know the expression on the face.

(The baby knows everything, but the baby doesn't speak)

The blurred black eyes seemed to be intoxicated, and he didn't notice that a certain body trembled, and then his face turned cold.

"Alice, are you crazy?"

The cold and angry tone brought Alice back to her senses. Looking at the other party, it was as if a bucket of cold water was poured on her in a snowy day, which made her sober up a lot like a shiver.

"I..." Alice didn't know what to say.

"You're just a little drunk, come here today."

Mycroft loosened the tie he had given him, opened the door and left.

Alice immediately chased after her, leaving behind a few stunned ladies who didn't understand what happened here.

Shouldn't the couple return the home?

And, of course, a rather unflappable Mr. Detective.

Alice almost followed McCaw back to the mansion like a little daughter-in-law.

"Mycroft."

Alice flattened her face and looked aggrieved.

McCoff ignored her and went straight upstairs. Alice ran over and hugged her to prevent him from leaving.

On the corridor, with a long sigh, he hugged Alice and stroked her hair.

"You're just drunk, kid."

"I'm not drunk, I'm serious, Mycroft, I like you."

"Alice, we are brother and sister."

Alice looked at the other party's a little moved, so she pretended to be brave and said: "Anyway, they are not real brothers and sisters."

Alice tugged at the other party and did not let go.

Mycroft said in a very calm tone: "Alice, you have to remember that I will always be your brother, and you will always be my sister."

"I don't want it, I don't want it, I don't want it." Alice shook her head fiercely, crying involuntarily.

That night, Alice didn't know how long she cried, but she felt that the part of her heart was so painful that she couldn't breathe. In the end, she cried and fell asleep without knowing what happened. Then her first love ended with that cry before it even started.

Mycroft hugged her, and he couldn't see his stern mood. No matter who it was that night, it was very difficult.

Mycroft suddenly remembered that his mother had told him a long, long time ago that feeling is the most fragile thing in the world, but it is also the most precious thing. There is no such thing as this. It cannot withstand any temptation and repeated negation , even if there are thousands of reasons in your brain, you will regret that relationship one day.

How to let me meet you in this most beautiful moment

For this I have waited for more than 500 years before the Buddha

Pray for the buddha to let us form a bond

So the Buddha turned me into a tree,

Grow by the road you must pass by

Full of flowers under the sun cautiously

Blossoming is the hope of my past life

Please listen carefully as you approach

That trembling leaf is my passion of waiting

And when you finally pass by ignoring

Fell on the ground behind you

Friends, those are not petals

It's my withered heart--Xi Murong