[Zhongyingmei] Hello stranger

As soon as the phone was put down, the doorbell rang outside the house, and then the phone rang again.Shirley bent over to take a look, and bit her lip at the "here she came" on the screen.Tremblingly walked to the door, opened the door with a smile on his face, "Hey! Lauren, are you back? Is the weather in England not bad?"

The other party obviously didn't like this, so he gave her a blank look, and went straight to sit down on the couch in the living room.And Shirley moved away to block Rick who was following, and asked in a sneaky whisper, "How bad is it?"

Recalling that I got up from bed in the middle of the night to open the door and invited Lauren, who came back from England, to be criticized and educated until this morning.Rick pointed to the circles under his eyes that were still blue after covering them, and replied in a low voice, "It's all your fault."

Shirley thought he was being abused by the family, and stared in surprise.But before she had time to speak, Rick saw Lauren, who was already sitting in the middle of the sofa with a gloomy face, gave him an invisible murderous look, coughed twice, and walked over with a flattering smile.

Shirley obediently closed the door and followed, and accepted Lauren's serious warning with Rick on the left and right.Back and forth, it was all about Shirley having such a big incident, but she was kept in the dark. Just before the two of them almost fell asleep, she changed the subject and asked about Shirley with concern.

"Forget it this time..." As soon as the words came out, Rick sat down beside her in good time, poured out a glass of water and lovingly fed it to her mouth.Lauren took a sip as usual, tilted her head and smiled at him, then looked at Shirley worriedly, "The police didn't make things difficult for you, did they?"

Seeing the movements between the two of them, Shirley suddenly thought of Morgan, and after a moment of distraction, she smiled and shook her head, "No, don't worry."

When Lauren opened her mouth and wanted to say something, Rick shook her shoulders and said first: "It's okay, and didn't I tell you that reporters won't be so fanatical about Shirley in the future? It was a blessing in disguise... How about telling us about your journey to England?"

Seeing Shirley nodding in agreement with anticipation, Lauren also accepted as soon as she saw it, and told them what she had seen and heard along the way with great interest.As she spoke, she leaned against the back, looked at Shirley unintentionally, and said casually, "...When I was in London, I accidentally met a military doctor who had not been back from the Afghan battlefield for two years. , John Watson."

Shirley had already noticed the uncomfortable look in her eyes, but she still listened carefully, "I had a few superficial chats with him... When we talked about his adjustment after he first retired from the battlefield, he mentioned to me One of his closest friends, Sherlock Holmes."

Seeing that she was still smiling, Lauren paused and cheered himself up, and then said: "In Dr. Watson's description, the other party is talented, strong, confident and brave. He can see that I have a strong feeling for Mr. Holmes." interest, so he recommended to me the articles he wrote about the other party.”

Shirley couldn't help being curious, "What article?"

"Dr. Watson's blog, which records the process of some cases handled by Mr. Holmes." Lauren replied, shifting her eyes to look at her again, "It focuses on Mr. Holmes' original deductive method... At first I thought It was hard to believe this, but after seeing him in person under the introduction of Dr. Watson, I have to say that it is amazing!"

"He can infer my occupation, living conditions and what I pursue through my words, deeds, clothes and dress...Although he seems a bit unreasonable in some aspects, he is indeed the richest man I have ever seen. A wise man." Lauren smiled in surprise, and quickly withdrew his smile and said tentatively: "And he is just naturally curious about the strange things around him like a child, and he doesn't care about those things deep down in his heart. The essence of the problem... So, I was wondering if you are interested in going to meet with me..."

Shirley's face darkened, and she interrupted her directly, "Lauren."

Lauren frowned discouragedly, blinked as if aggrieved, smiled and joked, "I was just thinking that the doctor is really a good person, maybe you can try to get to know each other?"

Xue Li raised her eyebrows, and quickly smiled, "Come on, I don't have time to follow you across the ocean..."

Lauren slapped a haha ​​and got away with it, turned her head and curled her mouth at Rick helplessly.And Rick gave her a comforting look in return, and quickly suggested to Shirley with a smile, "You see, Beth is always busy with work, so you're bored when you stay at home alone?"

Shirley nodded and signaled him to continue, "There will be a charity gala at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York in two weeks, anyway, you are fine, come and meet some new friends?"

Shirley breathed out, and just about to refuse, she heard Rick's serious reminder, "Don't forget you still owe me a favor?"

Shirley stared at him, nodded, and then heard Lauren's voice, "You seem to owe me a favor, so you must wear the dress I gave you..."

Obviously feeling that she was being oppressed by that pair, Shirley glanced at her, and continued with a smirk, "If you send me a bikini, do I have to wear it?"

Lauren laughed and waved her hand in denial, "No, no, I'll send it to you in a week."

"Oh." Shirley replied lazily, watching the two of them get up and plan to leave.Smiling, she nestled on the sofa and waved her hands, leaning on the armrest of the sofa and closing her eyes after hearing the sound of the door being closed.

Soon she fell asleep and opened her eyes to find herself in darkness.However, there was a cloud of light and shadow not far away, and she vaguely saw the blurry figure under the light and shadow approaching herself.

He revolved around her as if possessing the special ability of teleportation, stopped in front of her after a few laps, and said mercilessly what he could deduce, "The lavender vines on your back are just for the right Nowhere is this more obvious than covering up the scars from years of whipping; you don't want to sit in the passenger seat and you don't like people who play with cars, which means that the person who tortured you was a good driver, but you yourself Why is he a race car driver? A little bit of searching in the archives makes it clear—you were driving to get out around April. And the Indy 500 was set up around this time, so The reason you become a race car driver is to get through this deadly way of driving... to feel alive again and again..."

Shirley stepped back, trying to stay away from the man who couldn't see his face clearly, her voice trembling, "Stop it, don't say it!"

However, the man obviously didn't care about other people's emotions, pressing forward, a pure British accent continued to pop out from his throat, "Continue to another question, you don't want to sit in the passenger seat instead of According to the medical records when you were rescued, your legs were anesthetized at the time. Let's see what happens if you sit on it... Oh, as expected, even if you are not being anesthetized at the moment It's hard to move your legs after injecting anesthesia... The reason why you are so scared means that it took a long time, why would anyone take so long to prepare everything carefully to cultivate all the sources of your fear? I can't wait to think about it To meet him..."

Following his almost non-stop words, Shirley seemed to be really sitting in the passenger seat.Waiting for the phantom of the car to disappear, she was able to move her legs away, trying to avoid the gradually excited tone in her ears, "I told you to stop talking...!"

But as soon as she turned around, a man who seemed to be floating in the air stood in front of her.As if recalling something, he paused for a moment and continued in annoyance: "Oh no! You are so afraid of being photographed by reporters because you know they will look for you, right, but you have no intention of finding them first Because you didn't see their faces at all did you! This is ridiculous so now tell me what kind of people you have in mind! I need more clues and I have to find them!"

"Let go! Let go! I don't know!" Out of excitement, the man in front of him raised his hand and shook her shoulder vigorously, trying to get even the slightest detail from her.Shirley was dizzy from being shaken by him, tried her best to break free and slapped him firmly in the face.Awakened by the sound of the phone falling heavily to the ground, he finally sat up while rubbing his forehead.

After a moment of free time, she shifted her gaze to the broken mobile phone on the floor.He didn't even get up to pick it up, and shook his head to drive away the hateful voice that seemed to be still in his ears.She couldn't help but rejoice that she was lucky to be in two countries with him, otherwise it would have killed her to let such an outspoken person stand in front of her.

Two weeks later, Shirley came to New York to meet the two as scheduled.She wore a light purple see-through evening dress embroidered with a small amount of patterns, which was almost the same as a conservative bikini except for the added fabric for a faint effect.

Entering the venue, Shirley took off her coat and raised the corners of her lips to the smiling Lauren, ignoring the glances she cast from time to time along the way.And those two people led her around, and found an excuse to slip away with a strong purpose, leaving Shirley standing alone at the dining table sipping champagne.

Sure enough, people came to strike up a conversation soon one after another.However, since Shirley's affair with her ex-boyfriend, she really has no interest in these men in Vanity Fair.Just as she was thinking about staying a little longer, if she didn't see the two of them, she would just run away when Charles came up to him, "Hey, Shirley. I just met Rick and Lauren, and they said you're here too."

Shirley smiled, "Yes, I was almost kidnapped by them."

Charles shook his head amusedly, and gradually stopped smiling and said, "I'm really sorry about Philip's matter."

Shirley said she didn't mind, shrugged her shoulders and spread her hands, "It's okay, everything is over."

In fact, Charles had heard her attitude towards this from Rick, so he didn't say any more.Clinked glasses with her, and then chatted with her all the time.

In the distance, Rossi and the other three, who had just walked into the venue and came here to ask questions, caught Shirley in the crowd at a glance.It is really hard for her sexy yet elegant attire to automatically become the focus of any man with a normal sexual orientation. Rossi even joked and praised Morgan on the left: "Oh! That outfit looks like Tailored for her, perfectly showing her body advantages..."

Even Reid on Morgan's left smiled and continued, "I actually feel that her figure seems to have no flaws. The part that should be slender is slender, and the part that should be plump is plump..."

But Morgan frowned at her evening gown, which was as thin as gauze and had so little fabric, and said quietly, "Wouldn't she be cold if she wore so little?"

After hearing his words, Rossi and Rhett looked at each other.After that, she stared at him blankly, wondering when his focus became so different.