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

The aroma of the food in the room is very tempting, the steak with a little red wine aroma, the crispy boiled asparagus, some broccoli, and some small tomatoes.

Gently cut a piece of steak and put it in your mouth. After chewing, you take a sip of wine from the goblet next to it.

If it was normal, Lydia would definitely have started talking to Sherlock, even chattering non-stop.But now, she chews on a delicious steak like wax.

Harry was sitting at the side of the table, if he hadn't already eaten, the current scene was enough to make him drool only three thousand feet.However, even after eating, he was still attracted by the aroma of the food.Of course, apart from the temptation of delicious food, he also felt a sense of threat to his life.

Lydia bowed her head to pick up the rice, but Sherlock's eyes had swept over him impassively for countless times.

Sherlock still vaguely remembered that not long after Lydia entered high school, a blond boy with blue eyes was frequently mentioned in the emails she sent with Watson.Her language is not beautiful enough, and her writing is not so gorgeous, combined with rough and simple emails, she is somewhat similar to the boy in front of her!Also, it has the same name.

—Harry Osborn.

At that time, he called Lydia on the phone more than once, and adolescent boys are not so reliable.But Lydia at that time was probably dazzled by love, and she was so stupid that she didn't even notice the hint in his sentence.

Not long after that, the emails to Watson began to turn into complaints.In the end, it was directly converted from complaining to words like breaking up.

Sherlock remembered that her email mentioned why she left more than once, such words as leaving without saying goodbye.Therefore, from Sherlock's point of view, the man in front of him is the scumbag who abandoned his daughter back then.

However, this scumbag now came to his house again?

What is this for?Are you trying to provoke yourself?

Harry, who was sent a dart by Sherlock's eyes again, couldn't help swallowing, and said aloud, "Uncle, my name is..."

"Oh, no! Don't mention that off-putting name. I don't want to know who you are at all? You came to my Lydia today. I think there is some reason to be disdainful. If you want to please me, or never mind."

Sherlock spoke very fast, and he didn't look at Harry at all. While eating and talking, it seemed that he didn't intend to give Harry a good face at all.

Harry paused with a smile on his face, and subconsciously looked at Lydia, but Lydia's eyes fell on the plate in front of him, as if she didn't want to help him at all.

His eyes darkened, and he said aloud, "Uncle, I'm sorry. I think you should already know about us, right?"

"Understood. What? Now you want to tell your version again?" Sherlock stopped his hands, wiped his mouth with his napkin and said, "Sorry, I don't really want to hear it. "

Harry's expression paused, and when he turned his head to look at Lydia, her gaze also fell on him.It's just that, compared to the loving eyes many years ago, it seems that all of them have disappeared in those beautiful eyes.

she was--

Maybe I don't love myself anymore!

Harry looked down at the flowers in his hand, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

He thought that the girl who was always behind him back then would always be behind him.

Now it seems that no one will wait for him all the time.

Harry raised a smile, "I'm sorry. This time, I just wanted to visit you. I haven't visited you after being with Lydia for so long. Hearing what Lydia said about you, Truly a legend."

Sherlock raised his eyebrows, "That's true."

Harry wanted to speak, but was held back by Lydia.

He looked down at Lydia's hand, then at Sherlock sideways, and picked up his knife and fork again to eat.It seemed that he didn't want to pay any attention to Harry.

Lydia raised her head, and Harry stood up from his seat, buttoned his suit again, and said loudly, "Then I'm interrupting this time, and if I interrupt next time, I'll probably go and The Holmes family is discussing business."

"If it's a business, then of course we welcome it. But if it's anything else, the door of our house is not so often opened."

Harry's eyes dimmed again, he glanced sideways at Lydia beside him, and then walked towards the door.

The two stood at the door, and there were occasional vehicles speeding past on the road, but they couldn't break the peace between the two of them.

"Sorry." Harry said after thinking for a moment.

Lydia looked sideways at Harry, "Don't be sorry."

"This way I feel better." Harry smiled, shrugged and said, "If I have time..."

"I'm afraid I won't have that much time." Lydia interrupted Harry, "Don't lie to yourself."

Harry pursed his lips, turned and left.

After seeing Harry leave, Lydia returned to the house.Sherlock next to the dining table had already put down the knife and fork in his hand, poked his mobile phone in his hand, and said without raising his head when he heard the voice: "I didn't say that, your vision is really bad."

Lydia pursed her lips, and just about to speak, she heard Sherlock say, "Don't think I'll coax you."

"Dad!" Lydia said dissatisfied.

"I'd rather your date be that old man Steven Rogers." At least that person is responsible!

Lydia pursed her lips, "He is indeed good-looking, but our agent is too big."

"If you really take him home, I will have 200 reasons to reject you."

Lydia completely shut up now!

Father, why don't you just say that you are not satisfied with whoever is your son-in-law?

Asgard.

Thor holds a wine glass in his hand, looking very excited about having just won a war.There were congratulatory voices all around, and he seemed to be enjoying it.

But Loki, who was also in the dungeon, didn't feel this way. His eyes fell on the downcast man opposite him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It's really interesting to put two such dangerous characters together.

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