[Zhongyingmei] Devouring the sky

When Sherlock and John came to Tom's house, Fenrir was being played on the lawn by Emma and Diana, while Tom and Suzanne were talking inside the house, well, the conversation turned into a quarrel in a short time .

Suzanne thinks that Tom should have told her after the first call from the FBI that she should seek her opinion on whether to go to the United States for an appraisal and whether to bring Fenrir home directly. Tom has been hiding this from her, and he is right Her disrespect.

And Tom felt that he was indeed lacking in this matter, but he did not do anything wrong in the two matters of going to the United States for an appraisal and taking Fenrir home.

For those who don't care about conscience and affection, they may have many choices, but for Tom, this is a multiple-choice question, and the end is doomed from the beginning. As long as he is still Tom Hiddleston, he will Will bring Fenrir back without hesitation.

Afterwards, he never told Suzanne that Tom was indeed wrong on this point, which is irrefutable.But he hoped that Susanna could understand why he did this. He cared about Susanna and Fenrir. He felt that telling Susanna over the phone that she needed to accept a child would be disrespectful to Susanna. Under the circumstances, everything will appear sloppy.He thinks that it is the best way for the two of them to sit down, have a good chat face to face, and be honest with each other about their feelings.

But the angry Suzanne couldn't understand Tom. She told Tom that she thought the relationship between the two of them had reached the point where they could talk about marriage. It's like being an outsider, because family conversations don't need to think about when, where and how.

Suzanne sat on the sofa opposite Tom, wiped her tears and said, "Do you think I'm going to throw him out of my head just because you told me on the phone that you have a son and want to take him home?" Drop it? Tom, don’t you understand, it’s all about attitude.”

Tom said in his heart that he really didn't understand. Could it be that he wanted to wait for Suzanne to come back and have a face-to-face chat, isn't this attitude not prudent enough?Is it right to make a phone call and hit a gun directly?

If he was going to have a kitten or a puppy, he would undoubtedly want to call Suzanne and ask if she would mind if he had a pet, and if she didn't, he would, If she minds, then he won't raise it.But no, what they were talking about was a child, his son, not a kitten or a dog, and it wasn't something that needed to be consulted, and it wasn't something that should be discussed on the phone.

Tom felt that the conversation could not go on. He looked at Susanna and said, "Susanna, your body is too tired, which affects your emotions. This conversation is also a bit sudden. We shouldn't continue to argue. I Take you back to eat something, you can sleep well, and we can talk later in the evening, shall we?"

Susanna opened her mouth. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a long-faced man standing at the door at some point, looking at her with a pair of amber cat eyes, which seemed to be able to see through people.Susannah immediately stood up in embarrassment, and said to Tom: "I can go back by myself, I want to be alone for a while. Tom, think about it, I will wait for you at home."

After Suzanne left, Sherlock walked into the living room with his hands in his pockets, sat next to Tom and joked, "Congratulations, Tom. I don't know what month the wedding is scheduled for? I hope it will be in autumn. People are always in a good mood during the harvest season. The crime rate will definitely go down, and then I will have time to come to the wedding."

"Sherlock, what are you talking about? We haven't talked about this at all." Tom said, getting up and going to the kitchen to get coffee.

"Two candies, thank you." Sherlock propped his cheeks with two fingers, looked at Tom and said lazily, "Isn't that what your girlfriend meant? She emphasized many times that you are irresponsible and don't She treats her as family, and the purpose is to hold you accountable to make her family."

"Sherlock, you always hit the nail on the head." Tom put the coffee in front of Sherlock, sat down on the sofa with a tired expression, and said, "Actually, I haven't thought about marriage. I would propose to Suzanne for two years, but now, I don't think Suzanne likes Fenrir."

"You wouldn't have gotten married in the first place." Sherlock said with his legs crossed: "This lady is very ambitious, and you are the best choice she can find so far. She hopes that you can take her pretending to fly and make her life happy." Take it to the next level. But what you need from the beginning is a good woman who takes care of the family. You care about the family but are not confident in marriage, so this lady will not be your final choice. Now you have another special child , believe me, your best choice is to find a female agent who is physically and mentally strong, who can go to the kitchen and go to the battlefield. I can ask the fat man to help me in this regard. Of course, I think it’s not bad to marry a job like me. Frustrated in love, You must be happy in the workplace, dear Tom, and it is definitely a good thing for you for the time being."

It's an honor to be comforted by Sherlock, but Tom doesn't need such an honor, he twitched the corners of his mouth with a smirk, and said, "Thank you for your comfort, Sherlock, but I don't care at all. I don’t feel like I’ve been comforted.”

"It's hypocrisy, you know better than anyone else...Okay, I'll shut up." Seeing Tom's face turning black, Sherlock said kindly, "Then what do you want to say about your son?" I said?"

"How did you know that I'm going to tell you... Oh, of course you know." Tom pinched the bridge of his nose and said resignedly, "Fenrir is a bit different, come with me, I'll show you."

As Tom said, he got up and led Sherlock to the bedroom upstairs, and then took out a stack of papers from the drawer of the bedside table and spread them out one by one on the side table. Some of these papers were large sections of Shakespeare plays. , and some dot paintings drawn with colored pencils, characters, animals, houses, toys, all are lifelike.

Sherlock's eyes lit up, he bent down and put his face on the papers to read carefully one by one, then looked at Tom with glowing eyes and said, "Your son did all these?"

Tom nodded: "Yes, he wrote the words silently. When he was in the United States, a senior agent of BAU found that he could read and memorize more than 1 words in one minute when he was playing with Fenrir. I experimented many times and found that he does have this ability. Then I developed Fenrir's drawing ability with the help of that agent, which is what you see, because he can't draw with lines yet, so It can only be drawn with dots. I have checked some information, and this method of drawing is not easy, but Fenrir can draw it with just a glance, and there is no hesitation at all when drawing. I don’t know what else he can do , but I know it must be more than that. I am worried that my ignorance will delay his development, so I hope you can help me, Sherlock. Maybe you can introduce me to your parents and let me learn from them The experience of teaching children, look how well they taught you and your brother."

These words made Sherlock very satisfied, especially the cryptic compliment at the end. Although there was an extra Mycroft in it, it didn't affect Sherlock's mood at all. He straightened up and put his hands in his pockets. Tom asked, "You think I'm great?"

Tom praised without hesitation: "Needless to say, I guarantee that everyone who knows you will think you are a genius. The deductive method you invented is so powerful. Look at how many mysterious cases you have solved. How can you not be outstanding?" ?”

"Really? But most people will let me go after listening to my performance, and they all call me a freak." Sherlock said.

"They let you go because you revealed something they wanted to hide, and they were just mad. As for the freak, there's a fine line between a genius and a freak, but most people don't know the line, and they call you freak. Fetuses, you are actually admitting that you are a genius." Tom put his arms around Sherlock's shoulders, and continued to praise Sherlock without blushing or panting.

Having been with Sherlock for so many years, Tom is still very good at dealing with him. He knows that Sherlock has a childish temper, likes to show himself in front of others, and likes to speak insincerely. He doesn't care about anything, but actually likes other people's approval.When you get along with Sherlock, you must learn to smooth his fur. He is like a proud cat. If you follow his temperament, you can say anything. If you don’t follow him, he will definitely make trouble for you. .John does this very well, and Mycroft is undoubtedly a counterexample, but Tom thinks that McCoff has always had fun with Sherlock's unreasonable troubles. Wipe your ass.

Sure enough, the corners of Sherlock's mouth rose several degrees after hearing Tom's praise. He straightened the scarf around his neck, raised his chin and said, "In this case, I will tell them. I think they must be very happy." Willing to help you with the kids."

"Thank you so much. Will you have something to do later? If nothing happens, how about staying for lunch?" Tom said.

"Very free. In fact, I will stay if you don't invite me. I'm ready to spend the day here." Sherlock pointed to the papers on the table and said, "I need to see Fenrir Demonstrate these things, okay?"

"Of course you can, but you have to prepare some rewards, and he won't do it without rewards." Tom said with a smile. When he mentioned Fenrir, he was always in a very good mood.

At the same time, in a remote town far away from London, a man came out of the house tremblingly to take pizza.He seemed to be very cold, with a thick cashmere blanket on his body, a down jacket and several sweaters inside, wrapped like a ball, but he was still holding a hot water belt in his hand. It looked like little Nicholas who delivered pizza Surprised face.

"Mr. Sanchez, are you cold? The weather should be good today!" Little Nicholas said while handing over the pizza box.

The population in this small town is small, so everyone here knows each other. Although Nicholas Jr.’s family lives on the other side of the town, Sanchez always buys their pizza, so he and Sanchez are also very familiar, and they often have a chat. talk.

Sanchez shook his hands when he heard what Nicholas said, and almost dropped the pizza on the ground. He said, "At home, the heating in the house is broken, and I have a little cold, yes, a bad cold, so, so it's colder." .”

"That's really bad, did you call someone to fix it?" Little Nicholas asked with concern.

Little Nicholas has always paid more attention to Sanchez, because Sanchez is the kind of poor person who is isolated in this town, and Little Nicholas always sympathizes with him.

Sanchez was not originally from this town. The house he lives in now belongs to his aunt, Mrs. Sanchez.The wife died of illness three years ago and passed on the house to her only relative, Sanchez.Sanchez moved here not long after, but before that, thanks to Mrs. Sanchez, the whole town had a negative perception of Sanchez.

They knew that Sanchez's parents were not decent people. His father died in a gang fight, and his mother was a gangster who ran away with someone when Sanchez became an adult.Sanchez did not learn well at an early age, and went to prison at a young age. He was imprisoned for two years, and he was still unwilling to live a good life after he came out. He just buried himself in his room playing computer games, daydreaming that he would become a new generation of Bill Gates. Ci.In general, it is completely hopeless.

Even so, the people in the town did not fully believe Mrs. Sanchez's one-sided words at the beginning. They have been very enthusiastic about helping Sanchez integrate into the town after Sanchez moved in.But soon they found out that Sanchez was exactly what Mrs. Sanchez said. He didn't look for a job, and he didn't want to go out. He only knew how to play with his computer all day long. Alienated him because they thought Sanchez was abnormal, like his parents.

But Nicholas Jr. knew that was not the case. Nicholas Jr.’s older brother worked as a computer programmer in a company in the United States. As a younger brother, Nicholas Jr. also knew something about this. For those complicated program codes, Nicholas Jr. can guarantee that Sanchez may be a little nervous, but he is definitely not an ordinary person, and everyone in the town has misunderstood him.

Regarding Little Nicholas' kindness, Sanchez just nodded perfunctorily, and after saying that he had already called, he stuffed a mess of money into Little Nicholas' hands and hurried into the room.

Little Nicholas looked at the door that was slammed by Sanchez, and frowned worriedly. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain why, so he could only shake his head and leave.

Inside the house, Sanchez heard the sound of little Nicholas leaving on his bicycle, silently crossed his chest, and walked up the stairs trembling with the pizza box in his arms.

There was a layer of white frost in the stairwell. With Sanchez's footsteps, the frost gradually thickened. When he reached the second floor, Sanchez's face was already white.