Every day I wake up and find that my sleeping position is wrong [Comprehensive]

The familiar accent, familiar aroma, familiar streets, and familiar people all made Lydia feel extremely at ease.

Although a little embarrassed, Lydia still wanted to shout in her heart: This is her hometown.

They live two streets away, and that's where they eat.There were quite a few people, and most of the seats were already filled. The lighting inside the room was a comfortable warm orange color, except for whispers, only the sound of knives and forks remained.When a few people arrived, the waiter opened the door for them and led them into the reserved seats.

After helping Lydia spread the napkin, I asked them what they wanted to eat.

"I want a salmon salad set." Lydia looked around and ordered the menu.

The waiter nodded.

After the remaining three people ordered, the waiter poured water for several people, then turned and left.

After the waiter left, Lydia's eyes fell on Rosa unconsciously, "Look at her, she is so beautiful."

"Don't be like this Lydia, she will be proud." Mary smiled helplessly.

"Then be proud! There's nothing wrong with it, this is my little princess in the future." Lydia reached out and tapped her cheek, causing Rosa to giggle and stick out her tongue.

"Look at her." Mary's cheekbones rose into the sky with a smile, and she looked sideways at Lydia, "What about you? How were you doing during your time in college? I don't know exactly how you are now, and I'm a little worried .”

"It's not bad." Lydia said: "My high school friend went to the same school as me, so I won't fail to integrate into the new environment. The classmates are also very good, and the most important thing is that the teachers are also very good."

When Mary heard this, she suddenly thought of something and said, "Don't always stay in the house and study. If you have time, do what you young people often do now. Don't you like listening to hip-hop music the most? ? You are in America now."

Lydia's eyes suddenly became excited, "I bought tickets to Eminem's concert some time ago, and I'm going to listen to it as soon as school starts. Tickets are really hard to get, and I still need to find scalpers."

"Okay." Mary said with a chuckle, "Remember to take a photo."

"I'll try my best!" Lydia shrugged excitedly. She actually went to an underground performance before. In the dark club, it looked luxurious and luxurious, and there were a lot of high-ranking people in the corner, so, Li Tia didn't dare to wait any longer.Just watched a battle.

"Okay, ladies." Watson glanced sideways at Sherlock who was still poking his phone, and when the waiter came over to pour wine for several people, he said aloud: "For Lydia's return this time, Raise a glass."

Hearing this, Sherlock suddenly put down his phone and looked up at Lydia, "Can you...can you drink?"

"I'm an adult!" Lydia didn't even bother to roll her eyes.

Sherlock shrugged, and several people raised their glasses.

This meal was very comfortable. In a familiar place and with familiar people, she really felt that this was her home!

Yes, she is British.So... those two people?She wanted to talk to them!

Thinking of this, Lydia pursed her lips subconsciously, and Sherlock, who was standing beside her and still poking his phone, suddenly reached out and patted the top of her head.

"Have you grown taller?" Sherlock finally put down the phone in his hand, and finally looked into the eyes of other people today and said the first sentence.

Lydia slapped Sherlock's hand away, "Shouldn't you tell me the first time you saw me?" Such a father is not his father at all!

"Oh, Lydia. Forgive him. He's been spinning for a long time. He hasn't closed his eyes for about two or three days."

God knows that the godfather of his child was still poking at his phone on the day of his baptism, and sometimes he really wanted to kill him.

"I think we should get used to it." Lydia, who was indifferent at first, suddenly paused, "Wait a minute, two or three days?" She looked at Sherlock unconsciously.

Sherlock frowned, feeling guilty, but at the same time, thinking of himself as an elder, he frowned and put his hands behind his back, "So?"

"You need to rest!" Lydia said very seriously: "You should rest."

"No, no no no! The British people don't need me to rest, I need to be working all the time to keep them safe!"

"Mr. Holmes, you have to know. You are just an ordinary person." Lydia reached out and grabbed Sherlock's arm more seriously, and looked up at him. "I think you should go to bed very much!"

Sherlock, who wanted to argue at first, suddenly nodded uncontrollably, "Yes, I think you're right!" After finishing speaking, he strode forward.

Watson was taken aback for a moment, then looked sideways at Lydia, "Could it be you?"

Lydia's expression also paused, and said cautiously: "It seems, yes?"

Sherlock is thin and well proportioned.Those long legs are even worse, but compared to Sherlock, Lydia, Watson and Mary all seem to have too short legs.A few people walked briskly for a while, then gave up completely.Sherlock was left to walk forward alone, while the three of them had a baby, trying to cover up their rough panting.

"Let him go." Watson said helplessly.

"You take a good rest today, let's go shopping together tomorrow." Mary tapped Lydia's shoulder lightly, "These stinky men know about the case all day long, and I finally have a companion."

Lydia smiled lightly, and after saying goodbye to Watson and his wife, Lydia walked the rest of the street.In order to save effort, when passing through a small alley, suddenly a broom fell from the sky.

Lydia was taken aback by the sudden incident!She took two steps back in a hurry, and when she looked up, there were no windows on the walls on both sides. She frowned, and when she was about to look down at the broom on the ground, a person suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

"Sorry! This is mine, so it didn't scare you." The voice was panting, with a hint of familiarity.

Lydia looked up, the boy in front of her had a pair of green eyes, his hair seemed to be always messed up, probably because of running, the bangs on his forehead were exposed, and the lightning-like scar was exposed. .

This scar was so familiar, she frowned, and called out cautiously and with certainty: "Harry!"

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