Sherlock's Girlfriend[Zhongyingmei]

Ai Miye took the lead in throwing an olive branch, "Together? If you have no one to choose."

The former neighbor turned his head in silence, staring at her with deep blue eyes, and rarely said, "Not enough."

Not enough people?

Ai Miye immediately explained, "I have another teammate, that curly-haired man who negotiated with you before, he is very smart."

After a few seconds of silence, he nodded.

So she found the place to sign up, and after writing down her and Sherlock's names, she turned to look at him.

"WinterSoldier." The voice was icy cold, sounding a little heartless.

Aimi Ye was slightly puzzled, "Is this your name?"

"Ah."

He has no name, only a code name.

He is just a humanoid weapon, not qualified to have a name, and no one will call him by his name.

Ai Miye thought for a while, "Can I temporarily pick one for you? I'm afraid they won't recognize this name."

Seeing that the Winter Soldier didn't retort, she asked, "Bucky?"

The summer wind passes through the jagged trees, the people in a hurry, and the fallen leaves, creating a wonderful symphony.

Her waterfall-like long hair was slightly rolled up, and the wind playfully blew away the hair on her forehead, revealing the light golden hair at the root.

Violet's eyes are like precious gems, exquisitely carved, eyes filled with billions of stars, as vast and mysterious as the Milky Way, and as clear and clean as the deep sea.

She raised her small face, and her porcelain-white skin was so fascinated by people for no reason.

After an eternity of time, she read the name buried in the abyss.

She read, this, the name that should have been forgotten.

He remembered the past, the past that was constantly being cleaned.

Brooklyn.

steve.

people who have killed.

"Bucky Barnes," he said.

"En." Ai Miye lowered her head and wrote his name.

He lowered his eyes slightly, those eyes were deep and soft, and her handwriting was clean and beautiful.

Thin white fingers, somewhat transparent under the light.

She is like a holy and noble elf, as if she will disappear at any time.

After writing the name, she put down the pen, and the staff was staring at her blankly, as if she hadn't recovered yet.

It wasn't until she turned fully around to talk to the Winter Soldier that the staff entered their information.

The competition time is just three days later. The competition is divided into two parts. The first part tests IQ, and the second part tests mobility.

In these two links, both Sherlock and the Winter Soldier can debut at the C position, and she just needs to be a support that doesn't hold back.

On the way, Bucky went to the largest supermarket in the town with her. After shopping, she sensitively noticed that her former neighbor was not so indifferent.

So she tentatively invited, "We live close, you can take my car, if you don't mind."

If you live in the same building, you will still be your partner three days later. A good relationship is one of the reasons. Moreover, without affecting yourself, it makes you feel happy with little effort.

It's like taking Sherlock and Chris in, but who would have known that taking them in would do her so much good.

The Butterfly Effect has always existed. In one decision after another made by human beings, fate turns the gears and makes the reality constantly change.

Even the heinous Cyril was punished.

Seeing Bucky nodding, she opened the trunk and put the things in, then thoughtfully opened the co-pilot's door for Bucky, and then got into the car by herself.

With such thoughtful service, Bucky paused for a second when he got into the car.

I always feel that the identities of the two seem to be reversed.

Ai Miye's driving skills broke the fallacy of some people's rumors that women are not as good at driving as men.

When they got downstairs, she again thoughtfully helped him carry the things, and Bucky immediately took them from her.

Ai Miye shrugged, she didn't mind him doing this kind of trivial matter, her health is getting better and better recently, carrying these things up the stairs won't make her out of breath halfway.

Saying goodbye to Bucky at the door of the house, she opened the door and saw Sherlock and Chris, who were well fed and drunk, and the curly-haired man sitting at the dining table, full of resentment.

She put down her things, changed her shoes, and asked as she closed the door, "What's wrong?"

"Don't go."

"Why not go?"

"Competition. From the indentation on your arm and the dirt on your shoe, it can be seen that you signed up for the competition." He added deadpan, "From your interaction with him, this competition is a threesome .”

Ai Miye nodded indifferently, "Okay, then I'll ask Evan. The police's action ability should be better than ordinary people."

"This competition combines innovation and art, which is very suitable for my type of talent. I think we should prepare in advance."

Ai Mi Ye: "..." Oh, man.

After dinner, she read a book at home, and took a nap on the sofa. When she woke up, Sherlock and Chris beside her were watching her with deer-like eyes.

Feeling soft, she got up and stretched, and went out with the two dogs.

Sherlock and Chris both wagged their tails excitedly when they saw her take the leash, and waited obediently for her to attach the leash.

When she came to the lake in the woods, she took off her clothes and jumped into the lake, and the two dogs also went down the lake, but this time, she didn't let Sherlock and Chris take her to swim again.

Although her swimming skills are getting better and better, Chris is still worried about playing by her side, just in case something happens.

After a while, she heard footsteps, turned her head, and saw Sherlock coming in his swimming trunks.

Ai Mi Ye: "..."

But I have to say that his muscular lines are very beautiful.

I always feel like I touched it somewhere.

The scene of the subway appeared inexplicably in my mind.

She heard a vague and distant voice.

It was Sherlock's voice.

The water splashed, and she no longer repelled his approach so much.

At least she's getting better now, one of which is Sherlock's superb cooking skills.

Sherlock swung across on all fours when he saw him.

Seeing her lovely golden retriever come out to the public, she picked up the lake water and sprinkled it on Sherlock with some resentment.

And the curly-haired man who was closest to Sherlock was not spared either, he fought back silently.

These days, Sherlock has always been the one who takes care of her, Ai Miye was stunned for a second by his sudden counterattack, and then, a chill came out of her fingertips, she picked up a small ice cube floating on the lake, and threw it at him.

The ice cube was very small, and even if it hit her body, it wouldn't hurt too much, and she consciously didn't throw it above his neck, otherwise, even if it was a small ice cube, the pain would not be so easy to ignore.

Sherlock caught it very quickly, and while he was catching the ice, Ai Miye suddenly raised a handful of water and poured it all over his face, and his curly black hair was also wet.

The struggle between the two stopped for a while when Bucky, who was about to go fishing by the lake, appeared.

Chris likes Bucky, but he wants to keep Ai Miye safe, just wagging his tail at Bucky from a distance, of course, if Bucky can notice.

Ai Miye warmly invites Bucky to swim in the lake together.

The lure of water is brought to the extreme in summer.

Sherlock looked at Bucky, but after a few seconds, his pupils shrank, and then he showed a smirk, and invited him along with Ai Miye.

Ai Mi Ye: "...???"

The brunette girl fell into some kind of indescribable fantasy.

Ai Miye: I heard that British men...

And Sherlock, with his excellent observation skills, already knows that Bucky has recovered his memory.

A person who has been brainwashed many times can restore his memory, and he must be able to get information from him to help Aimiye remember himself.