Boyfriend Agency [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

It is a happy event to reunite with friends after a long absence in a foreign country, but the reunion is often short-lived. Sometimes it is sad to see off a friend or be sent away by a friend, but looking back, there is still life behind Others are with me.

And now that technology is so advanced, it is still very simple to communicate with friends.

After receiving the news that Moen had landed safely, Luna smiled, and told her very maliciously that the handsome blond-haired and blue-eyed guy was preparing a candlelight dinner at home as a surprise.

At the airport, a petite and lovely flower planter girl looked at her phone, blushing with embarrassment.

"Nana is really mean-spirited. Isn't it interesting to be surprised without knowing it!"

Moen didn't know, but Luna actually left a word.That is, the candlelight dinner is not the real surprise, the real surprise is actually the ring in the water glass.

Thinking of predicting the sweet scene when the two of them get along, Luna, who has never seen Moen's girlish demeanor, feels a little disgusted, but she can't help her pink cheeks and a sweet smile.

Beautiful love is enviable and yearning.

A dissonant sound of the violin interrupted Luna's memory, she looked up and saw Sherlock went crazy, holding the violin beside him like sawing wood.

Spicy ears.

At this moment, Luna complained about the agency again.

Is this the one who can play the violin as promised?

Sherlock stopped pulling for a while, otherwise Luna would have gone back to her home.

"You've been in touch with someone a lot lately, and you giggle from time to time. Not only that, you also dressed yourself up yesterday, obviously to meet someone. In summary, are you in love?"

Faced with Sherlock's question, Luna couldn't help but smile.

Obviously, Sherlock doesn't understand that when a girl gets along with a good friend who has explosive force value, top cooking skills, and a strong boyfriend, sometimes it looks like a relationship, but in fact it's just a relationship between two very good friends. A mode of relationship.

"you guess?"

Luna raised her eyebrows, deliberately letting Sherlock guess, but she was not going to solve the answer.

"The fact is obvious. After all, the person you chatted with had the note on your phone as 'dear', and the two of you know each other very well. An old classmate? Maybe someone you had a crush on before?"

In a corrupt country where same-sex marriage is legal, if it is not a romantic relationship, girls will not change the remarks of same-sex friends to dear.But in the flower planter, the girls flirting with each other are all habitual jokes.

Coupled with the fact that Sherlock is sure that Luna is not Lace, it will naturally position 'dear' as a male.

"Please continue your reasoning."

The calm Luna made Sherlock feel that something was wrong, but he also suspected that it was Luna's suspicion, so he still said what he had observed and deduced.

"You have been here for three hours, and you have been subconsciously looking at your phone during this period, obviously waiting for someone's message, and just now you smiled when you received the message, obviously recalling something that made you happy things, so you should have had a good time with each other yesterday."

"It is indeed beautiful. Your reasoning is very accurate."

Luna affirmed Sherlock's reasoning.

"But you're wrong about one thing."

Luna approached Sherlock, with a playful smile on her face, and the evil light in her eyes that only appeared when teasing others.

"I dressed up yesterday to meet Mo En, and I had a good and happy time with Mo En, but Mo En is my good friend, and she should be getting married soon."

"She?"

Counting John's time, this is the second time Sherlock guessed the wrong gender.However, when she guessed Harley's gender incorrectly, Sherlock felt more interesting, and passed it by smiling at John, but now facing Luna who was approaching, Sherlock only felt that his chest was blocked, and he was very uncomfortable. .

"That's right, it's her, not him. Sherlock, although you're good at solving cases, you're still a novice in terms of relationships. You can't even tell if you like this kind of relationship."

Luna sat back on the sofa, no longer teasing Sherlock, but said to Sherlock very seriously.

"Of course you can find out the other person's emotional state from some clues, but if you hide all the clues for you, now that I'm sitting in front of you, can you tell whether I like you?"

Luna leaned on the sofa relaxed, her eyes open, she looked at Sherlock with a smile, but there seemed to be nothing.

Luna likes to be in contact with him, and sometimes even makes some intimate moves, and can tolerate his character... If it is told by others, Luna likes Sherlock.When Sherlock watched sitting in front of him and asked him to reason whether he liked him or not, he was puzzled instead.

Some actions are intimate, but to the point. Although they express love, they are more like the feelings between family members.

Sherlock struggled, while Luna got up to leave.

"I'm going home, just think about it slowly, if you can find out the correct answer and satisfy me, as a reward I can tell you the secret you've always wanted to know."

Luna winked at Sherlock, then waved her hand and left with a smile, leaving Sherlock with the puzzle.

Walking out of 221B, Luna bumped into a hurried passerby accidentally, and the unopened bread in the opponent's hand fell to the ground.Luna knelt down to help the other party pick it up.

But the moment she crouched down, Luna heard screams and cries for help, and her eyes were slowly covered in blood that spread.

Luna was stunned for two seconds, then stood up with a normal expression, and returned the bread to the man. Taking this opportunity, Luna was going to carefully record the man's facial features in order to save him.

But in the next second, another picture reappeared in front of him.

The same scream, the same cry for help, but the perpetrator became the victim.

At this moment, the simple choice before Luna suddenly turned into hell mode.

The man in front of him was vicissitudes and downcast, but his eyes didn't look dirty. In the past that Luna saw, the other man was just a poor tramp who had been bullied and never bullied anyone, but just in Luna's previous In the prediction, the other party will accidentally kill the other party while robbing a woman.

But now, in Luna's new prediction, the man in front of her became the one who was killed.

Save, maybe someone will be killed by this man.

Don't save, this man didn't hurt anyone when he died.

"Miss, are you feeling unwell?"

At this moment, this person is kind, even though his desolate whole body is only left with the only piece of bread in his hand.

Luna shook her head.

"No, it's just that I'm very hungry now, can you sell me the bread in your hand?"

Luna took out a large bill from her pocket, and exchanged a piece of the cheapest bread in the bakery with the other party.

With money, the other party will not or temporarily will not take risks to rob others, and with money, the other party will not wander the streets in the middle of the night, and then be dragged into the alley and killed.

At the very least, this is the most balanced solution that Luna can think of in a short period of time.

Afterwards, the development can only do its best and obey the destiny.

But I don't know if it's her own illusion, she recently predicted a high probability of a murder.

You must know that since she was young, most of her predictions were natural disasters or accidents.

So it really is still safe for flower growers.

Seeing the figure of the tramp leaving quickly after thanking Luna with the money.Luna shook her head and went back to her home.

And all this was seen by Sherlock standing in front of the window.

Luna's behavior was abnormal again. Maybe it was Luna's question that disturbed his thoughts just now. He has been trying to unravel it for a long time. The reason for Luna's abnormal behavior is still unclear.

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