[Detective Sherlock] High IQ and Strengthening Department

Sherlock and Mi Xiao stared at each other, at least Sherlock looked alike, but Mi Xiao was helpless.

She raised the white flag again, and under Aunt Zhang's victorious gaze, Mi Xiaoxiao said, "We are neighbors, we have been since we were very young, so the elders always make such jokes, maybe because of this, me and him Inexplicably, there was talk of an engagement."

"However, I have always regarded him as a big brother, although it sounds a bit sloppy."

Sherlock and Mi Xiao stared at each other, at least Sherlock looked alike, but Mi Xiao was helpless.

She raised the white flag again, and under Aunt Zhang's victorious gaze, Mi Xiaoxiao said, "We are neighbors, we have been since we were very young, so the elders always make such jokes, maybe because of this, me and him Inexplicably, there was talk of an engagement."

"However, I have always regarded him as a big brother, although it sounds a bit sloppy."

Mi Xiao raised her hand to cover her face, she remembered the dog blood drama.

"If this hadn't happened, would you go down this road?" Sherlock asked, his voice was also inexplicably hoarse, his eyes darkened, and he waited quietly for Mi Xiao's answer.

"No, he and I are not in the same world..." Mi Xiao wiggled her chopsticks. She thought of a long time ago when she went to school and saw him from a distance. They just don't fit.

"Speaking of which, it's the same now." Mi Xiao looked at Sherlock again. She bent her eyes, and it was rare that there was no smile in her eyes. She didn't say anything, but who was the man in front of her? He was a genius Sherlock. Even facial expressions couldn't escape his eyes, let alone Mi Xiao who couldn't fool anyone.

"There is no way out, Mi Xiaoxiao, even if there is a way, I will make it a cliff." Sherlock stared at Mi Xiao, and he felt a little irritable for the first time, so he frowned severely. His eyes also became colder: "Mi Xiaoxiao, you are the only one who is not allowed to have such thoughts about me."

"...I said, I'm very glad to meet you, and I also told you that I like you very much, right? I don't have the habit of taking back my words." Mi Xiao's eyes gradually showed warmth.

"I'm also not in the habit of letting go."

The coldness in Sherlock's eyes dissipated, he loosened the corners of his tightly pursed lips, and slightly raised them.

But in his eyes, it wasn't enough.

Sherlock lowered his eyes, and the corners of his slightly hooked mouth did not fade away. No one knew what he was thinking, except the other Holmes, but he also needed to spend some time, communicate with Sherlock, and then ponder over it before he could know.

Wait, why is there an inexplicable chill all of a sudden!

Mi Xiao suddenly trembled. She rubbed her arms and glanced around. There was nothing suspicious. As for the two next to her, she had already blocked them.

Mi Xiao hesitated, and then looked at Sherlock suspiciously: "You just... didn't think of anything strange, did you?"

"Of course not." Sherlock raised his head, showing a perfect smile.

"..." was even more suspicious.

Aunt Zhang looked at the harmonious appearance of the two of them, and bit her teeth resentfully. She glared at Mi Xiao and said, "It's true that there is a new person, and I forgot the old one. They have been looking for you for the past three years, heh~ You are enjoying the blessings outside. Thinking about Boy Yu and the others who spent their heart and soul for you at the beginning, it is better now, when they fall in love with a rich foreigner, they will immediately forget about him."

"Huh~" Mi Xiao let out a breath, and she picked up the chopped green onion on the soup surface with her chopsticks, and said slowly, "Three years? More than that."

In the eyes of others, it was three years, but in Mi Xiao's eyes, it was a new life.

She hid the coldness in her eyes, looked up at Aunt Zhang and the others, fixed her eyes on them, and then...

Suddenly release murderous aura!

'Kang Bang' The thing in the boy's hand fell to the ground, and his mother's expression was even worse.

In their eyes, the surrounding people, lights, and sounds disappeared bit by bit, leaving only Mi Xiao sitting in front of them, with buzzing ears and unable to move his eyes, standing in a daze. Well, life is worse than death.

"Don't bother me anymore, or...kill you." Mi Xiao said coldly, she has this strength, as long as she wants.

After she finished speaking, she withdrew her viscous, malicious murderous look, as if nothing had happened, and lowered her head to eat the breakfast in front of her.

"mom, Mom, Mom……"

Cold sweat broke out on the boy's forehead. He supported his mother, his legs were a little weak. He seemed to have seen hell on earth just now.

"I, let's go!" Aunt Zhang's teeth were chattering, and she pulled her son and walked outside. She didn't care about the things that fell on the ground, as if there was a big monster chasing after her.

They came in an inexplicable way, and they left inexplicably, but it was a good show for free.

"You shocked them with your aura just now?" Sherlock asked, swallowing the food in his mouth.

"Ah."

Mi Xiao still buried her head in eating the food in the bowl, without looking up.

"let me see."

"what?"

When they left, it was already an hour later, Mi Xiao supported Sherlock, she frowned, she didn't seem very happy, but she was really unhappy, she said: "It's too nonsense."

Sherlock, who was still sweating a little on his forehead, glanced at Mi Xiao, and said indifferently, "I think it's very interesting." After he finished speaking, he broke away from Mi Xiao's support, and because of this, Mi Xiao asked worriedly:

"never mind?"

Sherlock's face darkened when he asked this question, and he specially emphasized: "I'm not those two idiots!"

Well, that's to say it's fine.

Mi Xiao's gaze wandered for a while.

This apparent distrust made Sherlock's temples twitch.

No. 35, Row 15, No. [-] Cemetery, Bici Road

Mi Xiao took the old man's favorite jasmine flower and stood in front of her.

She opened her mouth several times, but didn't say a word.

"Hi, I'm Mi Xiaoxiao's boyfriend, Sherlock Holmes."

Sherlock said to the cold tombstone that he had always disdained to do this, but for his girl ticket... he barely broke the rules.

"She has come back, don't worry, I will take good care of her."

Sherlock holds Mi Xiao's hand and looks at the old man smiling kindly in the photo. This is Mi Xiao's grandmother.

"What does it mean to be optimistic? I'm not a child." Mi Xiao protested.

"Oh? Then what happened when I got lost before?"

"I didn't get lost! I caught up with the trend and went to other worlds! The environment there is amazing! I made many friends there, went to school, got a diploma, and had a great job , with a lot of salary, and then, and... I'm back."

Mi Xiao blinked, and she tried her best to force back the mist in her eyes. She said to her grandma: "I have been very happy these three years! I have seen a lot of things and learned a lot. Finally, at the end, I handed in a great boyfriend...so, so don't worry about me, I'm really, really doing fine, Granny."

Mi Xiao smiled happily towards the tombstone.

"We'll get married, have kids, be parents, and I'll teach my grandma, my mom, nothing left to him, so, so don't worry, I'm really happy."

In the end, Sherlock reached out and pulled the girlfriend who couldn't help crying.

He thought the clothes he was wearing were going to be reimbursed again.

Sherlock patted Mi Xiao on the back clumsily.

Afterwards, they went to see their mother again, and when they returned, it was already evening, and Mi Xiao's eyes were swollen from crying, so when Chen Yu saw it, he exploded.

But he was not impulsive, and ran forward to beat someone.

He took a deep breath and asked, "Xiao Xiao, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, hiccup..." Mi Xiao squinted her sore eyes, shook her head, and said, "I'm going to see grandma and mother."

So this is ah.

Chen Yu breathed a sigh of relief, he glanced at Sherlock who was staring at him, and asked Mi Xiao, "Is it convenient to chat?"

"What are you talking about?" Sherlock asked this time.

"I just want to chat with Xiaoxiao." Chen Yu couldn't understand the man in front of him, no matter what it was.

"She can't leave my sight." Sherlock's words were taken for granted, so Chen Yu became angry again.

"You're just a little boyfriend!" Chen Yu bit those three words heavily, and he wasn't her husband, so why bother?

Sherlock understood, and he replied without changing his face: "We will become regular soon."

"..."

In the end, Mi Xiao followed Chen Yu to a remote place alone, at least 100 meters away from Sherlock.

Can Mi Xiao reveal, does Sherlock understand lip language?

Well, forget it.

Chen Yu thoughtfully gave Mi Xiao a pack of wet tissues and asked her to apply it to her eyes. They sat on a chair by the side of the road. Chen Yu bent over, looked at his hands, and said to Mi Xiaoxiao: "I have many I want to ask you a question, little one."

"Well, I know." Mi Xiao took a wet tissue and applied it to her eyes, the cold touch relieved the swelling and soreness a bit.

"But now there is only one thing I want to ask the most. Are you sure it's him?" Chen Yu looked at Mi Xiao, and his face changed a little from the one he remembered. He lost his childishness and became more delicate: "I'm sure." Him? Go with him?"

After hearing Chen Yu's several questions in a row, Mi Xiao was silent for a while and said, "I'm sorry, brother Yu."

"...There is nothing sorry about this kind of thing. If he treats you badly, come back."

Mi Xiao lay on the bed, rolled from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, and then from the end of the bed to the head of the bed, and was irritable ever since she came back.

"Ahhhhhhhh what the hell!!!"

Mi Xiao bumped his head against the pillow and screamed.

"A beautiful peach blossom."

Sherlock sat on a chair beside him, flipped through the newspaper in hand, and said coldly.

"I didn't let him drive on me! I haven't seen Brother Yu since I dropped out of school."

Mi Xiaonu raised his head and looked over.

"Unforgettable, deeply affectionate."

"Hey!"

Sherlock moved the newspaper down a few centimeters, revealing his covered eyes. His eyes stared at Mi Xiao, a little cold. He was in a very bad mood, so his tone was also very bad: "Then what do you want me to say?" ? Touching? Romantic? Heart-pounding..."

"Wait, what the hell is heartbeat?"

Mi Xiao was stunned, she immediately jumped up from the bed, and asked Sherlock seriously.

There is inquiry and puzzlement in the eyes.

"Hey, Sherlock, don't you..."

"Should it be?"

"Cough! I think I could make some vinegar."

"..."

Sherlock is very smart, how could he not know the meaning of that sentence, he let go of his hand, and the newspaper in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

Mi Xiao looked at Sherlock who stood up and walked forward step by step stepping on the newspaper.

"You mean I'm jealous?"

"Uh..." Mi Xiao had a bad feeling, she felt as if she had stepped on a certain thunder point of Sherlock, she shook her head very hard.

"No?" Sherlock raised his eyebrows. He pressed his knees on the not-so-soft bed, stretched out his hand, grabbed Mi Xiao's wrist, rubbed his fingers lightly against Mi Xiao's wrist, and said, "Then you think that apart from you, I will Who else will you be jealous of? John, Irene?"

"Wait, wait! What's going on with John?! Do you really like men?!" Mi Xiao's eyes widened, and she looked at Sherlock in disbelief.

"...M! Small! Small!"

"You, you continue." Mi Xiao smiled flatteringly.

"Suddenly I don't want to talk about it."

"what?"

"In my eyes, theories are simply foundations."

"what?"

"And practice is the most important and most useful."

"Huh?! Wait, wait I didn't..."

The author has something to say: A summary of what happened when I taught my younger brother to do homework is as follows↓↓

Sister: This word is too ugly, erase it and write it again.

Brother: I don't want it.

Sister: If you write like this, the teacher will not give you an A.

Brother: I don't want it.

Sister: ╰_╯╬

Sister: After finishing this, read the book.

Brother: Why, I don’t want it!

Sister: ╰_╯╬

Sister: Take a break, and I will write an extracurricular exercise that my mother bought later.

Brother: No!The teacher didn't arrange it, why should I write it, I don't want to write it!

Sister: Mom, I hope you can consolidate the knowledge you learned that day.

Brother: I don't want it!

Sister: Nima!Do you want to write it or not!Stop writing about my pimp beating you up! !

Every time I teach my brother to do homework, he will be mad at him! !

In fact, this brat really doesn’t have much homework, but he only writes if he needs people to stare at him, to be urged behind him, and to be bullied by others (▼皮▼#)

Every day I feel like my aunt is coming! !

In addition, the next chapter pulls the lights until dawn, I don’t know how to stew [smile]

— Brat!Come back and do your homework, Nima!Break time is over! !If you smudge any more, I'll beat you up! !