[BBCsherlock] To you in my heart

Act separately——Sherlock stretched out his hand and hugged Sharon. Fortunately, the latter was relatively calm and did not make too many movements to cause Sherlock's "difficulty in rescue"; The shortest route and the best angle of the dishes, one long hand, one plate in each hand, a small pot on the head, the body is in a perfect line, and the proud appearance is like the most beautiful ballet dancer.

"Brilliant!" Sharon couldn't help but exclaimed. Sherlock looked at the little guy in his arms and his eyes were tightly fixed on his elder brother, feeling uncomfortable: "Am I worse than him?"

The little guy in his arms turned his head slowly, raised his neck and stared at Sherlock.The latter was a little hairy from that innocent stare.

"That's because," Sharon's voice remained gentle, "Mycroft turned on the fire 'by the way'."

what's on the fire

Spatula!

In the tiny kitchen, our British MP felt an unprecedented sense of vertigo.It seemed that flames sprang up around him, twisting towards him strangely like a snake spitting out a message.

In my previous life, I absolutely owed these two brats!

(Mycroft? Mycroft?)

A discordant voice sounded, and he shivered, before he realized that what kind of kitchen was around him, it was clearly his own living room.The fire in the fireplace burns quietly.My mother put her hand on his forehead: "Are you sick? Why did you fall asleep when you got home?"

... Huh, it was a dream.

That dream was indeed true—it actually happened 14 years ago.Yes, Mycroft Holmes, 36 years old.Has been successfully upgraded to "Old Man Member of Parliament".

In the dream, the two immature faces overlapped with the blurred fragments, giving a sense of the vicissitudes of the world.

"Ah, yes Mike~"

Still full of energy, Timothy turned the key, turned his back and told his elder son, "Sharon is coming back from college ~ Sherlock lives at... 221B Baker Street, right?"

Seeing the expression of her son's famous painting "The Scream" appearing instantly, she smiled mischievously:

"Mycroft, take good care of your younger siblings~"

The Holmes parents and sons were already struggling with their younger brother's life, but because of the return of their little goldfish sister, it became even crazier...

The real story begins

London, the largest city in Europe and one of the most prosperous financial centers in the world, absorbs breaths from all directions with its unique enthusiasm and cruelty.It has witnessed countless miracles, and there is no shortage of ambitious gentlemen and ladies who want to use it as a stage to stage the most magnificent scenes.

It listens to all kinds of footsteps, waiting for the end of a story and the beginning of another adventure.

"A big adventure?" Sky asked.

"Who knows." Seawater replied with a smile.

Under a dead branch.

The suitcase made an unpleasant friction sound against the ground.The young man in a baseball cap smiled and handed an ice cream to his companion: "I can finally rest or should I read a book?"

The girl who looked like a college student who was reading a book smiled contemptuously: "I really don't know how to make the most of the free time"—Carol. You are a very simple boy—of course, unfortunately, your brain structure is also very poor. Very simple."

Carol McLeod, who has successfully transformed from a bully to a more mature sunny boy, has become accustomed to the girl's "smiling and 'tactful'" mockery. "OK——Miss Sharon, since it's already vacation time, how about meeting your brother?"

The girl who had already grown into a grown girl snapped her fingers and sighed softly: "Carol, your tone is like a little daughter-in-law who is eager to go home with her boyfriend." When she saw Carlo, she blushed as expected, With a sad look of wanting to swear but afraid of traps, Sharon, who is docile on the outside and fond of mischief on the inside, showed a Sherlock Holmes smile, and twitched the 2B pencil that was used to fix her hair hastily.

"...It hurts so much when it's touched!"

"...you deserve it."

Under another dark cloud.

The young doctor John finally carried the young detective who was "molested into a stun" by Irene Adler to the door of his apartment after great effort. "May God forgive your overconfidence, Sherlock." John gasped, poked the long face paralyzed on the bed half helplessly and half funny, and just popped out to this bad friend who has been squeezing himself with his height and IQ. The idea of ​​putting on makeup had to be wiped away by a slow and forceful knock on the door.

"Is it for Sherlock? I'm sorry he—"

"That's okay, he should be 'happy' to see me anyway."

Such ambiguous words made John really stunned for a moment.Standing in front of her was an oriental girl of not too tall stature, her long ink-splashed hair was casually tied into a low ponytail, hanging quietly on her chest; her light brown almond eyes shone slyly, but it was fleeting , and immediately returned to the original mildness and calmness; the bridge of the nose was more like that of a Westerner, with a feeling of mixed race; the girl was wearing a black woolen coat, a dark green scarf, a pair of brown short boots, and habitually On tiptoe.The whole person exudes a familiar aura, but it is softer, full of the gentle atmosphere belonging to the East.

"Are you..." John just asked a question, but was frightened by the low panting in the room, and nodded apologetically to Sharon, she smiled back understandingly, and said lightly, "Do you mind if I go with you?" Have a look?" John was slightly puzzled, but when he saw that the girl didn't seem to be joking, he agreed after a moment of thought.

"Oh——Sherlock, are you okay?" The doctor quickly stepped forward to help the fallen Sherlock out of a doctor's heart.Pushing open the door, the old periodic table of elements pasted on the wall aroused her imagination.Where does this feeling of returning to the third grade of junior high school come from?But Sherlock really set the standard for his identity as a chemistry graduate student.Should we praise this arrogant detective?

And this arrogant detective was in a semi-twilight state at the moment, half-kneeling with vacant eyes, his hands resting on the side of the bed. "Where is she?" Obviously asking Watson.The doctor's brain buffered for a few seconds: "Who?" "Thewoman, Thewoman... Irene Adler!" The eyes became more crystal clear because of the excitement, and even brightened a little dazzlingly.

Erin Adler?

that woman?

Sharon's brain undeniably buffered for a few seconds, and the next moment she roared in her heart—she actually missed the scene of the encounter with Fu Hua, one of the famous official supporting roles in British and American dramas?She is 19 today, and Sherlock is 29...ah, just when she is going to college...that scene full of love and truth just wiped her away!shoulder!and!Pass!

Sister Xuelun, a half-rotten girl, was deeply depressed.And Sherlock, who only noticed the existence of this confused creature in a blink of an eye, was even more melancholy.

"Comeon, Sharon." He irritatedly licked his messy hair and fell on the bed, "Why are you here?" "Wait, Sherlock, do you really know this girl?"

John looked back and forth between the two of them several times, and his two clear blue eyes were filled with "unbelievable".A low and deep bass came vaguely from under the blanket, with the usual laziness and sarcasm: "Oh my dear John, Miss Sharon Holmes is the adopted daughter that my lovely mother helped to raise 14 years ago. By the way Mention, Mrs. Gwen is in good health recently." After speaking, she buried her head in the soft pillow, a few strands of black and shiny hair spilled out of it, giving it a messy beauty.

However, Sharon was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery, and John continued to explain with a clear face: "The school is on vacation, so I'll come back to see Sherlock first. The accommodation should be at 222B next door." Tsk, let her once again Let’s make fun of this silly and cute brand~ Amen! "Huh, do you want to live in a double room?" The doctor asked with concern a little girl named Sherlock Holmes who was more talkative after all.Sherlock raised his head from the pillow and lazily raised his right hand: "Is it Carlo? It's reasonable, isn't it?"

Why is there such a strong black aura around you, my lord brother! "Since it's Sherlock Holmes, I still have to look like the Holmes family, my sister." The little curly turned over, lying on the bed with his hands clasped together, eyes closed and rested.

"That's not true!" Sharon puffed her cheeks, "Carol is going to live with his little girlfriend. I'm with Alison!"

Alison is the second eldest adopted girl by Mrs. Gwynn, and she is 32 years old this year.I opened a flower shop with my oldest child, Sharon, and I heard from the letter that the business is booming.It's just that Shalan got married last year, so she rented a room for two with Sharon in order not to disturb her.And this house happens to be at 221B next to 222B.

The complex emotion in Sherlock's eyes suddenly disappeared when he heard the ending, and even he himself was a little confused.His eyes turned left and right, wondering what he was thinking.

"Ah~"

The sound of ecstasy and explicit panting came from a corner.

Although I liked the smart and brave lady when I read the original book, but it was adapted into a queen in the TV series, okay?What's more, this enchanting woman with a sexual plot seems to be caught in the vortex named Sherlock Holmes.

Sharon felt that the whole person was not well.

long time no see

Seeing my brother take out the cell phone in his pocket, the moment his eyes met the screen, his complexion was a bit subtle.

Is it the feeling of meeting your opponent?But it doesn't make sense for her to come here, does it?So Sharon knocked on the door