[Comprehensive] Today is also proving to Sherlock that I am a traveler

Christa put the epiphyllum preserved by special means into the cabinet, and didn't care about it anymore.

221B without Cecil returned to its former peace, and Mrs. Hudson was very sad that such an excellent young man as Cecil was an unforgivable lunatic.After she sighed and regretted, she tried to find a seventh roommate for Sherlock under the prodding of Christa.

Sherlock: "..." doesn't want to be in the same room with a goldfish.

Christa's birthday came in calm, December 24, Christmas Eve.

She had an overseas phone call with her grandparents before she went downstairs to find Mrs. Hudson and Sherlock, and got a cake baked by Mrs. Hudson herself.

"I'll bring it up for you later, and add a circle of cherries, you like this!" Mrs. Hudson smiled.

Krista's eyes lit up, "That's great."

"Go call Sherlock." Mrs. Hudson waved her.

Krista readily agreed.

When she knocked on the door, Sherlock was still in his pajamas, looking a little loose, looking down at her.

Once again realizing the difference in height, Christa curled her lips indifferently, "Sherlock, will you come and cut the cake later?"

"You're very busy today." Sherlock walked in, as if preparing to change clothes.

Christa lowered her head and thought about her arrangements for today. She spent her birthday at 221B with Mrs. Hudson and Sherlock.The teacher was out in time for Christmas, but Sivir wanted to come to her birthday, but unfortunately there was no time, her father sent her many expensive gifts as usual, and even sent a large sum of money to her card, but she was still too busy nowhere to be seen.

She has no other acquaintances in England, so the only ones who can celebrate her birthday with her are Sherlock and Mrs. Hudson.

After the birthday, we have to decorate the Christmas tree to welcome tomorrow's Christmas.It dawned on Christa that the British were already approaching their New Years, and that she was still a stranger after all.

So... It's time for her to return to China for the new year.That's where she belongs.

And finally there's... Cecil.

Krista thought he was a big failure on her birthday.

Sherlock quickly changed his clothes and came out, "Let's go."

Krista blinked, surprised by Sherlock's rare good attitude, and she was ready for Sherlock to pick on her and call it a boring party event.

Sherlock sat down on the sofa in Krista's living room and took a second look at the chess set on Krista's shelf.Christa, who was deeply shocked by Sherlock's reasoning, smiled and invited Sherlock to play chess.

When Mrs. Hudson came in with the cake, they hadn't decided yet.

Krista smelled the cake, happily shifted the king's car, raised her eyes and said to Sherlock: "You're going to lose."

After many years of experience, the little girl Christa finally got back to the scene and walked over to help Mrs. Hudson take the cake.

The shape of the cake is not special, but Krista likes it very much.She happily picked the biggest cherry to her plate, and then a slender hand stretched out and took away the cake in her hand.

Christa, who was robbed of food, blinked before realizing what happened.

"Sherlock!"

The detective looked at her displeased face, and happily bit off the cherry on the cake.

Christa smiled coldly, leaped over and smeared the cream on his face unexpectedly.The detective reacted quickly and wanted to grab her hand, but the cake in his hand fell off and hit the chest of the shirt, so he was embarrassed.

Mrs. Hudson is happy to see this. The way young lovers get along is normal.

Krista handed the towel to Sherlock, "Christmas tomorrow, will you go home?"

"...not going back." Sherlock wiped off the cream on his face, "Mycroft will take his girlfriend back."

She opened her eyes wide: "Mycroft actually has a girlfriend!" Shouldn't the two brothers of the Holmes family be alone?After being surprised, Krista suppressed a smile and patted Sherlock's shoulder, "Then you have to work hard, Detective Holmes."

Sherlock snorted coldly and wiped off the last trace of cream, "It's just out of intention."

Mom heard from someone that Mycroft had a girlfriend and hoped he would bring his future marriage partner home to meet.It's a pity that the girlfriend is fake, and the marriage partner is also fake. It's just another boring political game.

"You can't hide the fact that you don't have a girlfriend, my big detective." Christa tilted her head and smiled, "Okay, I'm going to decorate the Christmas tree. Don't make trouble."

Help is hopeless, she hopes that Sherlock can make a quiet vase and not disturb her.

After arranging the Christmas tree with Mrs. Hudson, Christa ran upstairs and took out two small gift boxes and hung them up, "The red one belongs to Mrs. Hudson, and the blue one is yours." Krista snapped She clapped her hands, "... Sherlock, I can't go get the gift now, it will be until tomorrow."

The detective's hand froze for a moment in mid-air, and then retracted it as if nothing had happened.

"You can't take it away secretly." After stepping out of the door, Christa turned around and explained.Suddenly, I felt that I had raised a bear who couldn't grow up, and I had to take care of and educate him hand in hand.

She didn't know that Sherlock also felt similar to her, "I installed a tracker in your phone, and the communicator is in your pocket."

...For the sake of someone's good intentions, she didn't ask when the locator was installed.

Cecil later sent another e-mail stating that he would only come if Krista was alone.So as agreed, Sherlock will not go with her.

But just in case, Sherlock will meet her.

"It's hard work being your assistant, Mr. Detective." Krista sighed deeply, "Fortunately, I'm just a temporary worker."

Watching Christa get into the taxi, Sherlock moved his fingers hidden in his pocket, or don't tell her that he put a monitor in her pocket by the way.

***

Tang Seth Garden is as beautiful and quiet as ever, even in the middle of winter, it is full of flowers.

The part-time cabbies dropped her off at their destination and left, and it wasn't their job to keep Krista safe.

Christa walked across the garden path without looking sideways, and Cecil was indeed sitting on the bench where he confessed his first confession.

The young man has a gentle posture, with a leisurely smile in the corners of his slightly raised eyes, and the tassels on the light gray scarf are hanging down in front of the sweater.Just like other ordinary young people on the streets of London.

Seeing her approaching, the young man didn't get up, but the corners of his lips were slightly curved.

"Yuebai. Long time no see."

When she heard the long-lost Chinese name, her pupils shrank slightly, but her expression didn't change much.

"So what's the matter?" She didn't want to deal with him too much in the cold wind, so she asked straight to the point.

"It's nothing. I just want to see you." The young man blinked at her innocently, his posture was very similar to her usual appearance, "After all, I sneaked into Baker Street risking my life for you."

"My heart beats just for you."

"Oh." She replied indifferently, in her opinion, this is just another plot of Cecil copying the novel.

"It seems that you don't believe me anymore." He frowned in distress, like a young man who is really troubled by love. "Then where should I start? From the sonnet...you read it ?"

The author has something to say: finally, it’s not puppy love anymore!

Krista: I'm already eighteen, okay?

Sherlock: My girlfriend satirizes me every day for not having a partner. When will she realize who she is?

A young lady who has not been named yet: I don’t want to talk because I believe too much in the theory of "Sherlock Holmes = forever single dog" and watch my cabbage being raped