[Comprehensive] They forced me to die

"One piece of cake, 100 grams, 347 calories, 26 pieces, 9022 calories."

"Assuming that at your pace, jogging can burn 700 calories per hour, three hours a day leaves you with 6922 calories."

"Even if you work for 21 hours without stopping, you can only consume 5255 calories at most, leaving 1670 calories. If you accumulate it over time, it will be [-] in a month."

Sherlock wanted to continue the calculation, but was stopped impatiently by Mycroft.

"Oh, Sherlock, I understand what you're saying, and I think you're an idiot before you've had any contact with other kids."

Sherlock curled his lips in displeasure, because he also thought he was an idiot at that time, which was simply a great pain in the life of a great detective.

Sherlock evoked an exaggerated smile and said, "Let's guess how long you can live with your current unrestrainedness, Mycroft."

Mycroft suddenly realized that it was a very stupid behavior for him to come to the chat room of his own brother.

He'd never done that before, except when warning someone.

"I guess another 30 years."

McCoff smiled sarcastically: "Add three more cakes every day for 25 years."

"make a deal."

Mycroft took another cake from the small coffee table and took another sip of coffee.

Sherlock glanced at the clock on the wall. It was still early. Mycroft said that he wanted to play another doctor game, but Sherlock ruthlessly refused. (Mu Youai's younger brother~)

"I think you'd rather fly to China than spend time here."

McCoff fiddled with the chess in his hand, and said with a smile: "For chess players, when the situation in a game of chess is bad, they have to make a choice. Should they spend more time on this bad game to save the situation?"

"Or give up this game and put most of your energy into another game? Or stall your opponent on a bad game and seek a breakthrough in another game?"

"Sherlock, whatever it is, we have to make a choice."

Mycroft calmly grasped the overall situation, causing Sherlock to frown. Sure enough, he still hated this brother.

"So you dropped it."

Sherlock threw a chess piece on the table on the ground, put one hand against the table, and looked at each other's eyes with light-colored eyes close to the distance between the two.

"Would our big detective care too?"

"Sherlock, I said feelings are..."

Before Mycroft finished speaking, Sherlock continued blankly: "Dangerous things, and you have fallen into this danger, Mycroft."

"No, what made you distort your understanding of it. Whatever it is, I can only tell you that it won't. Besides, I didn't abandon it."

"Leaving is also protecting her, just like I let you live here."

Sherlock smiled, raised the corners of his mouth, and said sarcastically: "I thought our politicians would not deceive themselves, no matter how smart you are, you can't escape the emotions and desires of a human being."

"Sherlock."

"Mycroft."

Mycroft stood up, and said in a serious tone: "We don't need to argue endlessly on this matter, it's meaningless."

"But British politicians, who we never argue about, are quite contentious about it."

Sherlock is always singing the opposite. Although he is not as smart as his brother in terms of IQ, he is the one who can see the things between him and Alice most thoroughly.

Maybe it's because the authorities are obsessed with the onlookers, and maybe all these debates are really meaningless, but Sherlock's venomous tongue all the time, and his choking voice undoubtedly gave Mycroft a blow in the head.

It was still snowing outside the window, and there seemed to be no intention of stopping.

"Alice!"

"That little fresh meat Ke Si brought you milk again."

Chen Lijun was wearing a big purple padded coat with a bag of warm milk in his mouth, and he was yelling indistinctly, with a bag of hot milk in his hand, and he walked upstairs slowly, before anyone arrived, his voice could be heard from far away arrive.

"Yo, this Kesi is really an infatuated kind. I don't know what tricks you used to deliver milk to you every day."

Yukiko was wearing a black sexy camisole and came out with short hot pants. When she heard the voice, she couldn't help but comment.

"It's up to you, do you have to speak in such a weird way?"

Wen Fang, who was writing the score sitting in the hall, was already in a hurry to die because of lack of inspiration, but after hearing a few words from Yukiko, he felt that it was not smooth from the inside to the outside.

It was because of staying under the same roof with this kind of person that she was uninspired.

"Forget it, stop arguing early in the morning, it's a dormitory's hurt, what about Alice?"

"Maybe he's still asleep in the room?"

"I want you to be a good person."

Yu Ma took a sip, feeling a little cold while hugging his chest.

Although there was heating in the room, I thought I'd go back and put on some clothes, and before I left, I muttered a few words in fear that others would not know.

"Calling men brothers and sisters like a female man is not a means to seduce men, but a third party in all likelihood."

Yu Xizi's voice was not too loud, just enough to be heard by Chen Lijun, and Chen Lijun became angry all of a sudden.

"How can you say that, it's not kind, okay?"

Just as she was about to reply, the other party closed the door unceremoniously. She was so angry that she wanted to knock on the door.

"Is this Japanese mentally ill!"

Chen Lijun sat across from Wenfang's sofa and muttered a few words.

On the other side, in a dark room, a young girl was lying on a white bed, with a curved mouth, as if she had a good dream and was completely unaware of the rising gunpowder smoke from the dormitory.

But not long after, the girl's brows were tightly frowned, an unnatural blush appeared on her face, and then she began to moan continuously. Alice pulled her quilt subconsciously, like a victim who kept trying to grab a life-saving reed. people.

A world like the sea, recalling a lot at once, from spring to summer, and then from summer to winter, season by season, from a small her to a big one standing in front of the glass window, from sunrise to sunset .

It’s just that water overflowing from nowhere broke the tranquility, and the water in the room rose higher and higher for a while, from the bare feet to the knees, then the stomach, and finally over the neck, she began to panic, looked around, the confined white The wall kept screaming, but it didn't answer her. However, as time went by, the water overflowed her head and she felt difficult to breathe.

Memory will be like a revolving lantern of a memoir, flashing in front of my eyes, she who came to the castle, she who went out to the outside world, she who escaped, she who was bullied by children outside, she who was sad, she who was sad, and who was deceived , she is in pain...

Sweat soaked the entire quilt, and Alice woke up from her dream.

She sat on the bed, lowered her head, hugged her thighs and shivered, and suddenly took her mobile phone from the bedside as if thinking of something, a gleam of light was particularly dazzling in the dark, Alice couldn't help blinking blinked.

She opened her Twitter, kept refreshing, logging in, refreshing... She couldn't help beating her bed like crazy.

"damn it!"

Until tears flowed down at the end, she stared blankly at the front, her empty eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist.

"Mycroft!"

She opened the website, used her ID card to book the earliest flight ticket from City A to London, got up from the bed and started to pack her luggage, after sorting it out, she looked much better, not at all as if she had collapsed just now look.

(That's why it's a neuropathy...)

Opening the window, the room suddenly became much brighter. Alice watched it for a few seconds before pushing her luggage out.

It was already twelve o'clock at noon, and the room was very quiet. Everyone probably went to eat. Alice thought about it, and wrote a note and put it on her desk.

The air in City A is not as good as that in London. Although control has been emphasized all the time, the effect is not very obvious. It still needs to be done slowly. Alice was sprayed with exhaust fumes all over her face and couldn't help coughing a few times.

There were still five hours before the plane took off. Alice went to Starbucks casually, ordered a cup of Blue Mountain and dessert, and sat down by the window.

The flow of people at the airport is very large, and all kinds of people shuttle here. Some of them are social elites, some are like a high-status boss, pregnant women, children, fashionable women...Stay here quietly , sipping coffee, observing the people outside.

If Sherlock was here, he probably told the family's eighteen generations of ancestors, and even the trivial details of life, and gave a pertinent evaluation.

(Though most of the reviews don't sound all that good.)

Time flies like a blink of an eye. Before boarding the plane, Alice was still thinking, what would Mycroft say if she went back?He might be taken aback, but maybe not.

She thought of his cold eyes, and said to her in his beautiful voice: "Alice, you are only a child."

So the child couldn't stay outside anymore, so did he go back?

"Alice, you are too fragile."

Even Sherlock said the same, nothing but self-deception.

A mental patient is actually a student of the Department of Psychology, look at Chen Lijun and the others who are painting and playing the piano... Does she still expect her brother to support her for the rest of her life?

Alice thought it was a little funny, and immediately retracted the steps she had just raised.

The flight attendant smiled and said to Alice: "Miss, please show your ID."

"...Sorry, I won't be on the plane."

"I have more reasons to stay here."

Alice didn't care if the flight attendant understood or not, she took her luggage and left.

I'm afraid this matter is really determined to stay in this mysterious country, not for escape, but to be a real self.

It was past eleven o'clock in the evening when Alice returned to the dormitory. Everyone thought she was still sleeping, but when they saw Alice coming back with a suitcase, they were surprised to find that their roommate had left for a long time.

Alice didn't want to explain too much, and went straight to her room, saw the sticky note on the table, and threw it into the trash can.