[Comprehensive British and American] Those years when I opened a dessert shop on Baker Street

After so many days, Sherlock and Winsty have already completed more than half of the entire love form. As for celebrating the New Year together, which will take a while to be implemented, the two of them are also waiting for it in the days when they are completing other things 's arrival

"Sir, I think you're particularly relaxed these days."

"is it?"

Lestrade hadn't come to look for Sherlock for a long time. It's been very peaceful recently. The leaves of the trees on the street have turned from green to yellow. Sherlock has never received a case, but he is actually calm and has no restlessness.

"Yes." Winsty replied, she was picking out earrings, and behind her was Sherlock who had already tidied up.

Sherlock's attire was the same as his usual, with a morning newspaper in his hand, showing his head: "The one wearing that pair of big pearls."

Winsty took two pairs of earrings and compared them on her ears to see which one matched her clothes today.

"This pair?" Wensty put the earrings that Sherlock said on her ears, which matched the red slim trench coat on her very well, "But is it a little too exaggerated?"

"No. Besides, I really don't understand why you have to dress so carefully to meet Mycroft?"

In "One Hundred Little Things You Must Do in Love", there is a line "To meet each other's parents together". Sherlock and Wensty have already returned to Adams Manor, and the Adams family has long agreed to the relationship between Sherlock and Wensty, so Winsted had to follow Sherlock to meet his parents, and it happened that Mycroft called and said he wanted to meet Sherlock.

So the two things just came together.

Why did Wensty bother to dress up for that fat man, who hadn't seen it before?

"That's different."

Wensty took a look in the mirror, and still felt that she was already wearing a colorful windbreaker, so she didn't need a pair of big earrings.

"What's the difference?"

Sherlock got up, stomped and walked behind her, a mirror just enough to hold the figures of two people.

Winsty could see Sherlock's gray jewel-like eyes through the mirror, and his gaze fell on her earlobes.

"I met your brother before as your roommate... no, no, as your tenant," Wensty smiled, and it was not so easy for her to forget what Sherlock had said, "but this Once I went to meet your parents as your girlfriend."

Of course, Wensti, who is full of ritual sense, needs to dress up well.

There was a flicker in Sherlock's eyes.

Before Winsty took off the big pearl earring, Sherlock's hand had already covered her earlobe, and the warmth from his palm wrapped around her ear. He pinched the earring and put it back on.

"Just wear this pair." Sherlock whispered behind Wensty's ear, but his tone was exceptionally firm. He was always inexplicably obsessed with certain things.

The soft hot air made Wensty tremble.

Sherlock pinched her earlobe, already tucking the earring plugs behind the earrings.

Since he likes it, let's wear this pair.

"Then sir, let's go out."

Everyone on Baker Street knows that the young couple living in Mrs. Hudson's house fell in love. Originally, the lonely man and widow, the talented and beautiful two people lived together. However, when falling in love happened to Sherlock, everyone was very curious.

Even though Sherlock and Winsty have been together for a while, watching them walk arm in arm will still attract the attention of the neighbors.

The couple selling fruit had been staring at the two of them from No. 221 to the corner of the street, and their gazes made Wensty think they were asking each time: "You two are still together?"

Sherlock glanced at them calmly as he passed them.

The place where Mycroft had agreed to meet was in the Diogenes Club where he had founded. There was a row of beautiful plane trees at the entrance of the club.

A red leaf fell on Winsty's shoulder, and Winsty put it in his pocket.

This is a very quiet club. Even the waiter at the door saw two people, but silently registered them without saying a word.

Winsty felt an inexplicable sense of tension in this quiet atmosphere. Before coming here, Sherlock told her that in order to allow members to get complete quiet and relaxation, the Diogenes Club opened rooms in other rooms except the reception room. Not allowed to talk.

Winsty thought of the Banshee of the Jungle. She preyed on people, but she was born with poor hearing. As long as people didn't make a sound, she couldn't track people down.

It is precisely because of this that every step she takes in the Diogenes Club is like walking in the jungle, and every step she takes is on tiptoe.

Sherlock felt that she had misunderstood the rules of the Diogenes Club. It was just that talking was not allowed here, and there was no rule that no sound could be made.

Mycroft was waiting for them in the reception room. At the door of the reception room stood Cicia in a dark blue suit and skirt. She pushed the door of the reception room open for them.

Mycroft was sitting on an extremely soft sofa surrounded by fruits and desserts. He didn't get up when he saw Sherlock and Winsty, but just collapsed there, saying hello to them: "How are you all?" .”

"Ms. Holmes forbids you to spend more than eight hours a week at the Diogenes Club."

"Ms. Holmes also forbade you not to call her for a week."

Winsty recognized that the "Ms. Holmes" that Sherlock and Mycroft were referring to was their mother.

Mycroft's eyes swept over to Wensti: "Hi, I hope my younger brother hasn't caused you any trouble."

"You'd better mind yourself, you're eight pounds heavier than the last time we met."

Mycroft smiled slightly, shook the bell beside him, and Cicia opened the door and entered.

Cicia: "Sir, what are your orders?"

"I have something to talk to Sherlock alone, you and Cicia go to another room to rest," Mycroft pointed to the door for Winsty, and then said to Cicia, "Take care of Miss Adams."

"Yes, sir."

When Wensty left, Sherlock took her by the wrist and said to her, "I'll finish this in three to ten minutes."

"it is good."

"Don't run around."

"it is good."

As the door closed, Winsty saw a meaningful smile on Mycroft's lips.

She followed Sisia to another room, which was decorated in a medieval style. A large bookcase was full of joke books, and there was a two-tier trolley full of desserts.

Cicia poured Winsty a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, she thanked her, and found a joke book from the shelf to pass the three ten minutes.

It was eerily quiet all around.

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In the only reception room allowed to talk.

Mycroft still had that meaningful smile on his face, and he teased his younger brother: "If Ms. Holmes heard what you just said, how do you think she will react?"

Sherlock ignored him.

"I guess she will be very relieved, because you finally know how to treat your girlfriend, and your study is very effective." Mycroft said very happily, regardless of whether Sherlock paid attention to him or not.

"You still have 29 minutes and 11 seconds." Sherlock looked at his watch. He had told Winsty that the conversation would be over in three and ten minutes.

"Three 10 minutes is absolutely impossible to end a conversation."

"The rest of the content, you can make a video and send it to me, there are 28 minutes and 57 seconds left."

"I'm very sad. You are willing to accompany your nominal girlfriend to pick fruit for 10 minutes, and you are not willing to give your brother more time."

Sherlock turned a blind eye to Mycroft's feigned sadness: "If the two people you arranged to pretend to be fruit sellers in Baker Street had been a little more careful, she wouldn't have picked fruit for four ten minutes."

"So it's my fault."

"Of course." Sherlock nodded. The people Mycroft sent to Baker Street to watch him were really bad. Their disguise would be seen through at a glance, and they had no technical content at all.

Mycroft stopped arguing with his schoolboy brother on the issue: "You have to stand and talk so that it's okay to get up and go to your girlfriend when the 10 minutes are up, and you went to her not long ago. Home, do you have any new discoveries?"

"No, it's a very ordinary family."

Mycroft raised an eyebrow.

Agent Daniel has never returned from Broome, and has collected a lot of rumors about the Adams family. This family is synonymous with the devil, but Sherlock said it is a very ordinary family.

"is it?"

"Yes, the family is happy and the life is happy. There is a lady who doesn't cook very well in the family. It is a very ordinary family."

Knowing that Sherlock refused to tell him the truth, Mycroft changed another direction: "You encountered a murder case in Broome, and the suspect involved was Wensty's uncle, why didn't you pursue it further?" ?”

"There is no need to pursue it, he is not a murderer."

"But the real culprit of that murder has not been caught for a long time, and you gave up looking for the truth."

Sherlock retorted: "I haven't given up on finding the truth."

He has found the truth.

Mycroft squinted his eyes, and he sat up from a pile of desserts: "You have found the truth, my brother, it's just that you don't believe the truth you found, what, does it have something to do with your girlfriend in name ?”

"No."

"Sherlock, sanity has always been a quality you're proud of, and I'm sure you wouldn't want to lose it."

"I haven't lost my mind, the murderer has nothing to do with her."

"I hope," Mycroft smiled, "I have a question for you?"

He stood up, walked in front of Sherlock, stared at Sherlock with his eyes like a catcher, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you serious about dating?"

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