[Comprehensive] The God of Desire unfolds

The month of May in the UK is colorful.All kinds of festivals and celebrations run through almost the entire month of May, from beginning to end.And Nelson has paid special attention to information about festivals since Sherlock despised him for being ignorant last time.When he searched a lot of extremely interesting pictures from the Internet, he was a little eager to invite Sherlock.

Nelson tried his best to make himself look sincere and considerate of the other party, "You must know that you are a child who is growing up. If you want to grow taller, it is best not to stay in the room all the time. It is not easy to supplement calcium through sunlight. Air quality and not breathing fresh enough oxygen can affect your health."

Sherlock, who saw through Nelson's other purpose at a glance, would not admit that the reason why he was a little shaken was because of the phrase "I want to grow taller".What the hell—"Enough is enough, what do you want to do?"

"Honey, you're really sensible." Nelson satisfactorily reported a lot of celebrations for Sherlock to choose, but he did a lot of preparations before that. "From the 24rd to the 26th, there will be a food festival, the Brighton Arts Festival will start on the [-]th, the Salisbury International Arts Festival and the Alderney Performing Arts Festival will start on the [-]th, and the Bupa Manchester Long-distance Race will start on the [-]th." .”

Sherlock noticed sensitively that he skipped the national surfing competition. You must know that this is the most interesting event, and its popularity is definitely better than what Nelson said, and even if you don't participate, it is still very interesting to watch it interesting.

He stared closely at Nelson's delicate smiling face, and asked a series of questions: "Are you afraid of the sea? Have you ever drowned and left a shadow? Or can you swim before but can't touch it for some reason? "

Nelson's smile froze on his face. He deliberately avoided this topic that he tried to avoid, but it became the basis for Sherlock's reasoning and conclusion.After adjusting his facial expression, he pretended to be relaxed and said, "The second and third are a little bit... well, I'm asking you which one to choose now, don't deliberately change the subject."

Sherlock's eyes fell on him in a substantial way, and the meaning of probing gave Nelson a little headache, but unexpectedly, he, who always likes to get to the bottom of it, just simply said "Oh", and then said casually: "Food food The festival is over."

That answer suited him well, since Nelson was actually more inclined to go to food festivals, too.The hawkers will line up in the South Bank Center in London, and you can eat all kinds of delicacies along the way. It is a kind of enjoyment to think about it.

On the second day, Nelson deliberately wore loose sportswear, so that he could relax and eat without worrying about the embarrassment of not being able to wear a belt—of course, this is a bit exaggerated.

The weather is sunny and sunny which is rare for the foggy weather in London. The temperature is quite moderate and the hot sun makes Nelson feel very comfortable.Sherlock wore a hat for the first time on the grounds that it would prevent his skin from being exposed to ultraviolet rays for a long time, although in fact this dishonest person just felt a little ashamed to participate in this event.

Nelson, who had already run to the first stall and started to try it, didn't care about Sherlock's strange thoughts. He savored the handmade chocolate. This kind of bitter and sweet high-calorie food happened to be his I like it the most, not to mention that the shape of the chocolate is made into an interesting and rare polar bear, which looks very naive and cute.

Sherlock, who followed up, could not resist the temptation in the end, stretched out his evil claws and bit off the seal (chocolate)'s head.And from the very beginning, it was out of control.Nelson ate and laughed at the fact that Sherlock's hands were covered with melted chocolate, and a young detective said it was just the heat—"Also, your own ten fingers The face is also covered with color, and I am so embarrassed that I am laughing at fifty steps."

Vendors who had already prepared countermeasures set up their tents and moved their stalls inside.And before their hands started moving, the two ate their chocolate and moved on to another pavement.

All kinds of special snacks, organic food, etc. are available. While enjoying the food, there are violin, cello, saxophone and other artists performing accompaniment performances. The cozy atmosphere continues to spread in the huge venue, and laughter continues.

When eating the cream cake, Nelson dug out a large piece of cream with his fingers maliciously, and spread it on Sherlock's smooth face when Sherlock wasn't paying attention.

After watching it for a few seconds, Nelson burst out laughing unceremoniously.

After a brief silence, the creamy Sherlock pounced on him and began his counterattack.But the sad thing is that his age determines that it is difficult to touch Nelson's face with his height, and for a certain tutor, this height is the best height difference.

……bring it on!Wipe as much as you want!

This was the first and only battle in Sherlock's life that ended in complete defeat.As the victor, Nelson recorded this stroke in his diary in a very brazen and detailed way: "SH lost a glorious and tragic defeat in the cream battle with the tutor".

So when I returned to the Sherlock Holmes house that day, before the housekeeper had time to ask if I was having fun, I received Sherlock's round stares and a roar: "From now on, I will replace all my water with cows and milk!"

Amen.

In the following days, Nelson negotiated with the housekeeper first and then successfully won the opportunity to attend the violin lesson.When Sherlock sees Nelson walk into his piano room, it looks like he swallowed a live frog.

He widened his eyes and said in his direction: "Miss, are you sure you really want to do this?"

Nelson's legs trembled when he heard the voice of Miss, but before he had time to teach Sherlock righteous words, the smell of perfume from the tip of his nose made him stop all the planned actions.

He tidied up his facial expression, turned around with a smile and bowed politely to Miss Hilton who stepped in behind him: "Hello, I'm Nelson Hall, because I have a sudden burst of interest in learning musical instruments. I hope that I can sit in on your course."

Hilton is not the kind of lady who studied art with a bit of melancholy in his imagination, but a rather unrestrained and lively personality. She nodded and gave Nelson a friendly smile: "No Question, you can sit on the sofa. Then we will start the lesson - come on dear Sherlock, come and show me the piece I set you to practice last time."

With some reluctance, Sherlock glanced at Nelson who was looking at him leisurely, set up the violin, and began to play.

Nelson has to be honest, he plays the violin pretty well.Probably because of his personality, the strings do not have the slight sentimentality given by most musicians, but are as clear-cut and sonorous as his people.

It's just that his problem is also quite obvious - I don't know if it's because Nelson stayed here to listen and made him dissatisfied, he began to vent his emotions and seemed to speed up, and it was getting faster and faster.

Miss Hilton didn't seem to be surprised by this situation, she didn't even show the slightest sign of being anxious, but listened with a smile on her face, and only took a few beats when needed occasionally.Gradually, after Sherlock calmed down, he slowed down by himself.

Ms. Hilton said to Nelson after the class: "Learning the violin is mainly out of the child's own love. If this enthusiasm is obliterated because of too much teaching and reprimanding, then even the most standard mastering is meaningless. ’” Nelson agreed.

When he went back, Nelson subconsciously touched his pocket, but he didn't touch the key that should have been in his pocket all the time.His face changed slightly, he thought for a while and filtered out the possibility of falling at school and at home, so now there is no more, is it falling on the road?Looking at the darkening sky outside, Nelson wondered depressedly whether the unlocking company was off work at this time.

At this time, Sherlock came over and raised his eyelids: "Your expression looks like something has been dropped, and it's because you want to go home now - your key is lost."

Nelson rolled his eyes and held up his hands to show he was right.

"You can stay here for one night, anyway, it's not the first time." Sherlock didn't put down the violin in his hand, he said so while playing the violin casually and making weird noises.

He didn't intend to embarrass himself at first, since Sherlock had already spoken, he would naturally not refuse this way of solving troubles.

It's just that after he took a shower in the guest room and changed into the new pajamas prepared by the butler, he heard the footsteps of several people, and the first was Sherlock's brother, Mycroft, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

He seemed extremely surprised that Nelson lived here. He looked up and down Nelson quickly, with an indescribable expression on his face.But one thing is certain, that is, this expression is not lacking in ambiguity.

The guest behind him coughed lightly to show his presence, and then Mycroft quickly expressed his needs for the guest room in a few words, and then arranged the place where he wanted to live in a polite but unquestionable manner: "He Xia Locke will share a room, Mr. Nelson."

He honestly dragged his slippers and knocked on Sherlock's door.After receiving no response for a long time, he shook the doorknob vigorously and opened the door.

Then, time stood still.

The author has something to say: here is the update on January 1, it was released very early~

Don't say that I got stuck here on purpose XDD

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