[Comprehensive] My sister, made in China

"Olos."

Oulos gently covered his lips, looked at him affectionately, and said, "Call me Libaosha."

Mycroft frowned, his light-colored eyes couldn't see any waves.

"If you want, I can make you a rope out of my hair, and we can tie the other end to the bed and escape."

"That's not fun." (And your hair isn't as long as you think)

"My dear prince, take me away."

"Why do you want to leave here?"

Olos stared at the locked window tightly, trying to open it, but it seemed to be locked.

She shouted in horror: "The witch named Ge Duo is coming soon."

"If we don't leave, we will be killed by her."

Mycroft just silently looked at the younger sister in front of him who was deeply trapped in the "mire of hallucinations", and felt sad for a moment.

His hands were lightly placed on Oulos' thin shoulders, his light-colored eyes were full of pain.

"Sorry, Liposa."

"I can't take you away."

Olos looked at him with an extremely surprised look, as if feeling suspicious of his words.

Maybe he was just joking.

It's just - it's not funny.

"why."

Mycroft was silent again, because he simply couldn't answer the question, because every answer to this question was... hurtful.

The story of "Rapunzel" is ridiculous and sad. In this story, the role he plays is more like the Gedu witch who gains power by imprisoning the princess, rather than the prince who rescues the princess.

He had never been a prince, and he hated fairy tales even more.

Mr. Mycroft Holmes didn't want to stay any longer, he felt very impatient, and nothing made him sadder than to solve his relatives with his own hands.

And he was far more ruthless than he imagined.

Oulos desperately grabbed the "Prince" by the corner of his clothes, refusing him to leave, and the story seemed to be different.

"do not leave me."

"Please, for God's sake."

No one would care about a psychopath, the girl's power would never be equal to those men, even though she was so anxious, she could only resign herself to watching them restrain her and watch him leave far away.

bathroom

She wears golden curly hair, and the bohemian-style skirt makes her look a lot old-fashioned. Her skin, which has lacked sunlight for many years, looks very pale, like a vampire in the dark.

Oulos took out the latest Lancome lip gloss impatiently. After putting it on, she looked radiant, which forever proved the truth that there are only lazy women and no ugly women.

She should probably wear another flower, but that might come across as corny.

Feeling the rare good weather in London, Olos boarded a double-decker bus.

She didn't know where she was going, maybe she would get off at the next stop, maybe it was the last stop.

High-rise buildings, "cars, horses and water", everyone on the street has a unique emotion, and their past and future can be quickly judged from their clothes and their gestures.

She lay down in front of the glass mirror bored and took a deep breath. Soon, the glass was covered with a thin layer of mist. She smiled with satisfaction and drew a hole on it.

Look, she seems to see an "old friend".

Oulos looked at this "old friend" standing next to the handrail, and obviously noticed her too.

Oulos smiled politely at him, and he also smiled back at him, especially the little chrysanthemums on his ears, which made him unexpectedly "pretty and lovely".

Could this be her brother's other little hobby?

But as far as I know, he is married.His object is a beautiful agent, Miss Mary.

Her stupid and cute brother also swore to protect them all his life.

……

A series of associations, finally summed up in one sentence: "Oh, my poor brother."

To make a beautiful lady look back at him again and again, with a smile on her eyebrows, Watson felt a sense of pride welling up in his heart.

This pride lasted until he got out of the car, and the glass mirror on the car reflected the little chrysanthemum on his head.

That was... unexpected and embarrassing.

Maybe a carful of people thought he was a pervert!

He turned around and left a little discouraged. It was obvious that the girl just got out of the car and blocked his way deftly.

"Hey."

Oulos tried her best to use a warm and unfamiliar tone to reduce their sense of distance. (Excessive enthusiasm can lead to disgust, which is generally regarded as bad intentions.)

"You look good in it."

Watson immediately plucked the little flower from his ear, and held it in his hand in embarrassment.If possible, he wished he knew a magic that made objects disappear instantly.

"I'm not like—err, it's too expensive—"

"I'm not a... old-eyed, life-weary kind of guy." (I'm not a slutty old guy.)

Listening to Dr. Watson's strong defense, Oluosi shrugged and expressed regret.

"Actually, I think it's pretty cute."

"Ahem—if you don't mind, I can give it to you."

"Oh, thanks."

She took the little chrysanthemum in surprise, feeling that she could be at least five years younger.

"Your eyes are very beautiful."

"Oh, thanks."

"Actually, I don't do it very often."

"But you're going to do it, right?"

Oulos gave him his own contact, and expressed the hope to continue to contact him.

In a gentlemanly manner, Watson accepted.

He walked to the trash can, looked at the note in his hand, and turned on the screen of his mobile phone, which contained his family portrait, his beautiful wife, and lovely children... There is no need for him to put a "stranger" The number is stored in such a private mobile phone.

The vast sea of ​​people, maybe they will never meet again.

The girl's beautiful smile really came to his mind, with a trace of long-lost heartbeat, he did not throw away the note after all.

Olos walked slowly down the long path, humming a familiar pop song, walked into a house at a strange corner, and skillfully picked out a piece of weeds from the wall. The other end of the thin transparent thread is tied to the door latch of the window, and the latch will open when the thin thread is pulled, allowing people to climb in from the window.

Humming to a tune, she took out a cup of Coke from the refrigerator, and poured it into it with a gurgle.

Then she pulled out a laptop from under the refrigerator familiarly, and started browsing the web. If you can notice it, you will be surprised to find it.

God!A British lady is browsing a Chinese website (in Chinese only) - with a gesture of rapt attention

Uh... Specifically, it should be:

"Call the landlord."

"not called."

……

"I have beeing waiting for so long."

"Shunzi."

"King Fried!!!"

After an entire hour, she won nearly 100 Renminbi from the Internet, and quickly exchanged them into British pounds (about 10 pounds) through the Internet, and stored them in Alipay.

In fact, she was poor, very poor.Even though she's smart, she really doesn't have enough time and a steady job to get the money.

It took Oulos a while to get up from the ground. Obviously, the house that she hadn't planned for for a long time had accumulated a lot of dust. Her skirt was printed with black marks, and she couldn't clean it after taking several shots.

She went to the bathroom to wash her face, took the mobile phone she didn't know where it came from, and started to fiddle with it.

"Hello." - Watson

"Today is really nice weather." - Ou Moumou

"It is indeed a fine day." - Watson

"Long time no contact."

"I miss you." - Ou Moumou

"I'm sorry, do you need a hug?" - Watson

……

There was a sarcastic smile on the corner of her mouth, and she looked at the text messages on the phone amusedly, thinking that he was both stupid and cute, and finally turned off the phone, hid it under the cushion, and took out another phone from under another cushion .

Never trust a man's loyalty, because they will always only deceive women with sweet words.

Once upon a time, she had a fiancé, only to end up killing her.

And women never learn to pay for the "dawn" they have received, and make excuses for them foolishly.

Oulos smiled in a low voice, feeling a little sad for no reason.

Before leaving, she had a cup of milk tea in a good mood. God knows, the British "food" is really beyond words.She thought that she should go to Chinatown next time to buy some ingredients. After all, there are not many things in the refrigerator.

Mr. Holmes stood by the bridge, looking at the river under the bridge, his mind was full of code names such as "Love", "Antarctica", "Langdale" and "Pollock".

"Oh, sorry."

A girl accidentally stepped on the foot of the big detective "Noble" while adjusting the angle to take a selfie.

A new selfie camera, colorful skirts, the latest French Chanel perfume, a strong accent, obviously a tourist.

The nails are very clean, there are thick calluses on the fingertips, and there is a slight pink mark on the jaw. It is obvious that this girl often plays the violin.

"Do you need my help?"

"no, thank you."

"It's a nice day today, eh?"

Apparently the topic of Olos did not arouse the great detective's interest, Sherlock nodded perfunctorily.

"I wish you a happy life."

However, whether the other party heard this sentence is another matter.

Obviously Sherlock doesn't look very energetic, he has thick dark circles under his eyes, and his hair is - a little messy, he must have been busy for a long time and didn't sleep well.

Olos frowned, looked at Sherlock's back who was already far away, and pursed her lips, obviously a little unhappy.

Was she counting on the big detective to recognize her?

oh no!Sherlock had already reorganized his memory.

In his world, the existence of Olos Holmes will never be known.

The author has something to say: The heroine is Chinese~ no incest~ the specific reason~~~~~~~~~~~~~ no drama