"Of course...

not”

Sherlock dragged out his voice viciously, his beautiful eyes were full of malicious mockery, laughing at his elder brother who was frightened by the word of course.

This really made my heart, which was a little fragile due to work, a bit unbearable. Mycroft didn't want to have an accident due to a heart attack when he was just in his prime.

And being in the same room with Sherlock makes people feel uneasy, and if they sleep in the same bed at the same time, it will make Mycroft worry all the time.

"Yeah, of course not. You should adjust to normal life, you know, and if you can make any progress with John, I'd be happy to see it."

Mycroft held a politician's demeanor, smiling but making people want to punch him, "So, I think if we are in 221B, there will be more progress that Mommy hopes for.

Mommy doesn't care if his son's future partner is a woman or a man. "

"Damnit!"

Sherlock stood up abruptly from the bed, glared at McCoff and yelled, "I thought you were promoting a civil partnership just to find a same-sex partner for your mommy's son?!"

Mycroft turned the wooden comb in his hand, "That was already five years ago, don't be so excited, Mylittlebrother. And it's for everyone, and someone will use it at some point .”

As he spoke, Mycroft put the wooden comb in its original position in an extremely upright state, and then began to argue childishly with his younger brother.

"You should really look at the scene of the pair of gray-haired old men hugging each other with tears at that moment when this bill was passed. Don't make such a face, you don't discriminate against homosexuals, Sherlock, I know , can tell John that you who are married to work do not discriminate against homosexuality."

"You know, you know? Damn! Did you install cameras all over London? You didn't even let the restaurants go!" Sherlock's eyes widened, and he couldn't help jumping up and walking around on the bed Go, "I should have known! Why would he know the address of 221B!"

Mycroft disapproved of Sherlock's actions, and gestured for Sherlock to sit down with his facial expression, but there was a slight smugness in his eyes. Sherlock was always tangled and angry in some small places, and Mycroft felt that the younger brother was angry. It's so funny to look like a kitten with a bulging fur!

"Of course, I don't think you are so considerate to remember the crutches that John fell down. Another point, I didn't install any cameras, those belong to the state, and I have been there to eat related to the store For the meal, after a meal, out of concern for his own safety and trust in the authorities, Angelo asked us to install it.

Angelo [Angelo] is really an angel [Angela], isn't he? "

"Oh! God should be grateful for the trust of the British government, shouldn't he?" Sherlock said sarcastically.

I believe that if John was here, he would definitely laugh out loud. The quarrel between the two brothers was too much to hold back.But while laughing, I can't help showing sympathy for the British government and God. By the way, there are also the old Sherlock Holmes couple. Parents with such a pair of sons must have a terrible headache!

John thought that when Pink was researching the case, Sherlock told the former robber restaurant owner named Angelo to send back the crutches, and Sherlock had already removed this unimportant thing from his so-called It was deleted in the little head of the hard disk with limited storage!

SO, until now, Sherlock didn't know how the crutch came back!

Sherlock cursed again, then fell straight onto the bed, showing Mycroft his hairy backspoon once more.

"Sherlock, if you need to get back to Baker Street before nine o'clock, you should start now. Get out of my bed, I'm going to rest."

"Why would you think of lighting a candle?" Sherlock thought of the extremely abnormal candle brought up by the restaurant owner.

Mycroft responded naturally to Sherlock's sudden question, "I think John might like this, people always like to be romantic, no matter men or women."

"No! John isn't—" Sherlock habitually retorted to Mycroft, but stopped when he talked about John, scratching his curly hair, with a rare tone of uncertainty, which is not common .

"Mycroft, you know, it's not."

Sherlock said this first, and then said in an uncertain tone: "However, ordinary people's thinking will always go to certain places. I don't know much about these things that cannot be reasoned rationally. John, in fact, sometimes I'm also not quite sure what some of the things he's saying mean. If there's some kind of underlying understanding."

"Yes, Sherlock. But you don't hate him do you?"

Mycroft looked directly at Sherlock with a rare expression, probably the brother's generous and reliable expression, an expression that almost never appeared on Mycroft's face. "Human feelings are not a kind of existence that can be described by words, and they cannot be controlled by humans. The greatest control is to ignore or obliterate them. I don't want you to do that, Mylittlebrother."

Mycroft never shirked the responsibilities he thought belonged to him, the things that his elder brother should do, from childhood to adulthood.

"Sherlock, I want someone to take care of you, a partner, isn't John nice? I think maybe you'll like him." When in doubt, use declarative sentences

When Sherlock seems to be facing emotional confusion, Mycroft naturally uses his own attitude to tell the younger brother how to face it correctly.

Just like Mommy hoped, she hoped that Sherlock could have a partner.

Though Mycroft doesn't actually care if Sherlock has a mate.

'Sherlock doesn't want a partner, it's okay, in fact many people think so, without a partner Sherlock can do much better than everyone else.It doesn't matter if you have a partner or not, as long as he's happy. '

——When Mycroft didn't know when he started, his thinking began to form a compromise formula towards Sherlock.

But it would be better if there was a normal person who could take care of Sherlock.

John was a good choice, at least Sherlock didn't reject him.Sherlock repelled a lot of people, sometimes even Mycroft, Mycroft thought so.

Therefore, Mycroft really hoped that Sherlock and John could really do what he said—good things are coming.

But Sherlock seems to have never grown up, from when he was a small group to now, in the eyes of Mycroft, he has always looked seven or eight years old.She has always been a little curly who needs someone to take care of her and doesn't understand her lust.

"OH! Yes! You're older and you're always right! You know all about it! You know and manipulate what kind of mate I find, damn it, of course you do! Because youaremyfirsttime! brothermine!!"

Sherlock yelled again, at Mycroft.

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