Gu Qing wanted to retract the Sherlock-style concern that he enjoyed very much—his brother, who was five years older than him physically, and whose mental age was always twelve—from Sherlock.

There was no other reason, after they walked out of the robbed diamond exchange and pressed the road for a few meters, Sherlock let out an unbridled laugh and unceremoniously pierced Gu Qing: "You have reached the stage of changing your voice!" You're lip-syncing, Patrick! ”

Gu Qing: "......" is obviously Sherlock hit the nail on the head, along with the growth period, there is also a belated voice change period, the water and soil of London are always confusing. This brought some small troubles to Gu Qing, but it was really not a problem for the tech nerd to make a sound without using his vocal cords, not to mention that he was very confident in his skills, and there were very few people who found this so far.

But only Sherlock was so unceremoniously poked at him, as for Mycroft, of course he deduced it, and he also talked to Gu Qing about #The Troubles of Adolescence#, as if he had really experienced adolescence himself. At the time of puberty, McCroft's mental age is already approaching the 40 mark, so it's no wonder that the hairline is now in jeopardy.

Sherlock was so proud of his loved-hated little brother that he was dying, even if the red light on the taxi ride back to Baker Street didn't affect his rare good mood.

Gu Qing returned to Cambridge sullenly, and it was taken for granted that Sherlock, who was irritable because he was going back to the old mansion for Christmas, would definitely poke this incident to Mommy, and it would become an accident if he thought about it. It's not that Gu Qing doesn't respect Mommy, it's just that Mommy always treats her sons as little buds that need to be warmly watered, and Mommy always knows how to restrain her extremely smart sons.

Gu Qing began to deeply reflect on his behavior of promising Mommy to go home for Christmas this time, and after imagining the consequences if he didn't agree, he decisively felt that he was doing the right thing now.

Gu Qing decided to cherish the free time that had not yet returned to the old mansion, and his steps gradually became brisk, and when he saw a friend he had made in college outside the dormitory, or deliberately waiting for his friend, his mood naturally became clear.

Gu Qing walked over, stood still at the bench in front of the small garden, and greeted the young man sitting on the bench with his head buried in front of the computer screen in a cheerful tone: "Ben, my dear friend. ”

The young man named Ben reluctantly looked up from the computer and pushed his black-rimmed glasses: "Hi, Patrick. He also had black curly hair, beautiful green eyes under black-rimmed glasses, a dark green sweater, a black blazer, and a rare tie, and he didn't look like he was twenty years old and had two PhDs.

"I deciphered the code you sent me," Benjamin asked, after a pause with some confusion, "so how did you get involved in today's diamond robbery?" Apparently he had used his nimble fingers to do a little other homework besides deciphering the code.

"It's a long story, let's go to the library." While Gu Qing is willing to tell adventure stories, he is also very willing to have a code war with his like-minded friends, enjoying a little carnival before Christmas. Thinking of this, Gu Qing turned his head to look at Benjamin, his bright blue eyes were full of sincerity, "By the way, my friend, are you interested in doing a part-time job before the holiday?" The pay is lucrative, and even better, it's legitimate. He winked playfully at his left eye.

Benjamin understood, put the computer on his lap and put it in his bag, stood up and said, "It seems that your trip to London has been more lively than I thought." ”

Gu Qing and Benjamin walked side by side, thinking and saying, "If you think that watching the double serial murder case and the robbery worth 30 million pounds can be called hilarious, then you can say so." ”

Benjamin smiled a little shyly: "Now I'm interested." ”

Gu Qing's smile widened, revealing his cute little tiger teeth. If you don't listen to their slightly murderous dialogue, the two of them look like harmless good students, and they also have their own soft and cute attributes that can make the girls in the school motherly hairy, but they don't know that their lethality is definitely SS-level when paired with a networked computer.

Sure enough, no one should be disguised.

…… The Christmas holiday came as scheduled, Gu Qing left the academy slowly with his suitcase, ready to go to the train station to meet Sherlock, but he didn't expect to see a familiar figure on campus.

"Hey!" The other party obviously saw him too, and trotted over to greet him very enthusiastically, his big bright eyes were full of surprise and excitement, "I really didn't expect to meet you, you know, Cambridge University is so big, I thought I wouldn't see you." No, I mean it's nice to see you again. ”

Gu Qing didn't expose the other party's lie about the "chance encounter", he smiled and said, "I'm also glad to see you again, Jim." What are you coming to Cambridge for? ”

Jim scratched his head: "I applied for a position, and I came for an interview today, and I don't know if I can pass it?" What about you? Oh, are you ready to go home? Am I delaying you? ”

Jim didn't wait for Gu Qing to answer, he quickly said, "Then you go to the train station, I'm leaving too, well, Merry Christmas, Patrick." Gu Qing's name was called by him urgently and lightly, as if calling out this name had consumed all his courage, and then he ran away and left.

Gu Qing lowered his eyes, covering all the emotions in his clear blue eyes, and quickly turned this matter over, walking out without stopping. After all, meeting a stranger you've only met once isn't something worth paying attention to, is it? Even if the other party seems to have other things in mind.

……

Shun Lì returned to the old mansion safely, Mommy at the door of the hall happily ran over to greet her baby sons, Sherlock was absolutely conditioned to retreat, but it was Gu Qing who stood behind him, and he would never be willing to listen to Mommy's nagging about him, so he only stiffly bent down to let Mommy hug him, and was kissed on the cheek, Sherlock's face was black, and he immediately let out the little brother who had just left home for half a year behind him.

"Oh! Mommy's little baby is growing up so fast, and now the dress that was originally prepared for you has to be remade, but you can wear Sherly's old clothes. Right, Charlie? Mommy hugged her baby son and said affectionately, Gu Qing did not leave any of the original treatment given to Sherlock, but had one more benefit than Sherlock, and his originally combed curly hair was messed up by Mommy.

Sherlock stared at Gu Qing condescendingly with his hands on his chest, the meaning of the threat was self-evident, and after a second, Gu Qing compromised, helping each other, what a win-win choice. Sherlock was satisfied, and with a crumpled smirk, he raised his voice and said to Mommy, "I'd love to, Mommy." ”

As for Daddy, he's been watching happily from the sidelines.

That afternoon, the eldest son of the Sherlock Holmes family, who was just a small civil servant in the British government, arrived, his eyes fell on the half-new clothes Gu Qing was wearing, and said in a nostalgic tone: "Did Mommy take out the clothes that Sherlock wore in his first year of college?" "When Sherlock was in his first year of college, he was one year older than Gu Qing now.

Sherlock, who was bored on the single sofa, said sarcastically without opening his eyes: "Of course it will be my clothes, can it be that Patrick can wear your clothes that can fit two of him?" Don't be funny, Mycroft. ”

Ignoring the tension that the brothers had quickly created when they first met, Daddy said with relief, "Our beautiful Mrs. Holmes will be glad to see that Mike and Harry care so much about each other, and I'll go and talk to her." After saying that, he happily went to the kitchen to find Mommy.

Mycroft and Sherlock rolled their eyes in unison, and Gu Qing's voice came from behind the original document in his hand that could cover his entire face: "On the bright side, my dear brothers, Mycroft, you are now slimming in a good way, although Sherlock is not as tall as Mycroft now, it is definitely not lost in the crowd, congratulations." ”

After Gu Qing finished mending the knife, Sherlock's reaction was: "Shut up!" ”

And Mycroft, who gracefully sat down on the single couch closest to the fireplace, exclaimed, "Allow me to praise your honesty, Patrick. ”

Gu Qing turned a page of the book and replied slowly: "My honor, so I accidentally finished the Black Forest cherry cream cake made by Mommy, you won't care, right?" ”

Hearing this, Mycroft stared at his youngest brother, and he put his tongue on the cheek before he said with difficulty, "Of course, of course I don't." Mommy's dessert is the only comfort he is willing to take time out of his busy schedule to go back to the old mansion and deal with those goldfish relatives!

Listen to what Patrick's little devil says, "accidentally finished eating", it has to show how delicious the Black Forest cherry cream cake made by Mommy Zuò is! Of course, it is not ruled out that the little villain said this on purpose, and McCroft cocked his feet, his gaze gliding over his two younger brothers seemingly nonchalantly, and after a moment he said in a long tone, "I see." And then there was no follow-up.

This time it was Sherlock and Gu Qing's turn to roll their eyes under their noses, and Mycroft was sometimes so unwelcome, especially this #I saw through a qiē, stupid brothers#.

Of course, there were times when the Holmes were on the same page.

At dinner, even Sherlock gave up his masochistic diet and stuffed Mrs. Holmes with the dinner that Mrs. Holmes had prepared for him, not wanting to listen to Mommy nagging about his irregular diet and wasting food. Needless to say, Mycroft didn't get the dessert that was supposed to be an appetizer before a meal. As for Gu Qing, he has always been very fond of delicious food, not to mention that he is still in the growth period and needs to replenish a lot of energy← Mommy obviously took this into account and prepared him a third more dinner than before.

Overall, the scene was still very warm, and Daddy smiled and said to Mommy, "It seems that they miss the delicious food made by our dear Mrs. Holmes, and see how delicious they eat." ”

The Sherlock Holmes brothers rolled their eyes at the same time, despise Daddy's behavior of pleasing Mommy all the time.

――I just want to say, don't your eyes hurt?

After dinner, the children were chased by Mommy to eat. Of course, if this kind of thing is put on them, it is naturally not # take a walk after meals and live to ninety-nine # like this.

Study room on the second floor

McCroft unbuttoned his blazer and sat down on the single couch, taking the lead on the chessboard, and he was also the first to start a topic: "So, this is the win-win agreement that you two have reached, to selectively tell Mommy something?" Patrick, Professor Richardson has rarely accepted undergraduates in recent years, and I spoke on the phone with this open-minded and knowledgeable professor, and I could tell that he admired you. ”

Mycroft asserts that he really was just a contact for his youngest, minor brother in the school directory, communicating with his professors about his studies, and not in any other unspeakable way.

"I know. Oh, if you want to know what Professor Richardson has to say about you, I can paraphrase you as a gentle, amiable and mature brother, and you can tell that he admires you too. Gu Qing sat opposite Mycroft and replied while taking a step on the chessboard.

"Oh! Patrick, you should really think about choosing a mentor whose brain is not completely rigid. Sherlock opened his eyelids with an eyelid opener from the human surgical model placed on another table, and used tissue tweezers to clip out the well-made eyeballs, he put them in front of his eyes and looked at Gu Qing and said, "There is a gray cloud-like texture in the cornea, a recessive genetic disease. ”

"Everybody has to have a hobby." Gu Qing, who took these words as a compliment, shrugged, to be honest, it was very incredible for Gu Qing to have Mycroft and Sherlock as companions, they could communicate with each other more often than not, and more often than not, they only had each other in their world. So after enjoying this extraordinary experience, after McCroft and Sherlock left one after another, the sudden sense of gap and loss took Gu Qing a while to get used to.

At this time, it is really a suitable choice to develop some hobbies to calm the noisy brain, and his good friend who was about to retreat met on the Internet at that time. "And strictly speaking, I'm just involved in a real Yàn led by Professor Richardson, and if there's anything worth saying, I've made a friend who has a common language, Mommy knows."

Mycroft looked away from the model of the operating table handmade by his youngest brother, and looked at Gu Qing's expression with a touch of softness, "Mommy's apple pie, you're always so sweet, don't force yourself to make friends with the goldfish, oh my God, who knows what they have in their heads?" ”

"Probably thinking about how to make friends." Sherlock pouted.

"Hmm, telencephalon and diencephalon." Gu Qing sold a cute little and choked his detached big brother who thought he lived in a world full of goldfish, which made Mycroft pause for a second before reorganizing his language, but this time the center of the topic shifted to Sherlock, "Let's talk about the honest detective." ”

Sherlock is like a big cat that has been violated to the territory, and the attack power will come up in an instant, and then the Nth World War will start unsurprisingly.

Gu Qing was accustomed to this, and he began to play multitasking games for his own pleasure - while listening to the verbal fight between Mycroft and Sherlock, he started to take the next step on the chessboard, reminding McCroft to take the next step by the way - their mouth cannon did not prevent them from continuing the game in hand - and had the idea of developing a three-dimensional chess game, and recorded the idea on the computer that was not very far away.

The "war" ended suddenly.

"Mommy will arrive in twenty-five seconds." Gu Qing sacrificed his magic weapon to defeat the enemy when Mycroft tried to pull him into the battle, and Sherlock turned his head sharply: "How do you know, Patrick?" ”

Mycroft's gaze had already fallen on the ants that were moving the knight on the chessboard, and his expression seemed to have barely changed, and he said, "Pennsylvania Bowback Ant, it seems that we have all been deceived by the innocent appearance of our little brother. As he said this, McCroft focused on the behind-the-ear hearing aid that Gu Qing was wearing on his right ear.

"It's all said it's a hobby, given that you're not at home." Gu Qing leaned back in his chair, he was used to the feeling of being accompanied, but there was no David and Eva in this life, even if with Gu Qing's ability, he could create another artificial intelligence, but Eva was irreplaceable. Although Gu Qing was able to decide where to go or leave the non-human creatures in his world when entering the next world, Eva would not know that he had ever made another artificial intelligence, but Gu Qing was unwilling, he stubbornly and willingly retained Eva's uniqueness, even if it would make him spend more time and energy on research. The same applies to David.

I feel a little sad when I say this, so #Turn grief and anger into motivation#, develop hobbies, in addition to "handmade works", Gu Qing also studied behind the backs of McCroft and Sherlock after they left home, which is to organize an army of ants, literally. Seriously speaking, Gu Qing is a good boy who listens to his eldest brother, and he didn't go to find a goldfish (both literal and extensional).

For a moment, Mycroft fell silent, and Sherlock pursed his lips. As McCroft thinks, "I live in a world full of goldfish", would you want to make friends with goldfish or even go further? Of course not, this doomed people like him to be lonely, and to be honest, McCroft would never tell them how ecstatic he was when he found out that Sherlock and his younger brother, who was born five years later, were just like him.

But they couldn't be with each other forever, so Mycroft left the house first, followed by Sherlock. McCroft could imagine what it would be like to be left behind at last, even if he could fit in with the thousands of mediocrities he did, or even if he would have been happy to do so.

When Mycroft was about to make his younger brother feel the care from his eldest brother, he looked up at him everywhere on the other side, but the boy who was surrounded by Mommy and Mommy's apple pie at the door of the study - although Mommy would call Patrick Pie, how could Mycroft choose Apple Pie to call his little brother among the thousands of pies - the boy was exactly the same as his dear little brother.

Mycroft was not a tender man, and in addition to the internal injuries, he took two-thirds of the half of the apple pie that Mommy sent in, and when he finally felt satisfied, there was only him and the sweet smell that still lingered in the study.

Sherlock was more interested in Gu Qing's army of ants than in apple pie. No, not interested in the former at all, he had already stuffed enough energy for his body at dinner.

Mycroft sat alone in his study for five minutes, and his brothers all had their own interests, which was a good thing, and it shouldn't be invaded by external objects, should it?

Of course, raising the level of surveillance is a must.

……

"You did it on purpose." On the way to the real room, Sherlock said coldly.

Gu Qing turned his head to look at him, his face was innocent, and Sherlock said in a low and fast voice: "Obviously, you deliberately put you in a nest of ants now and are going to learn from me to set up your ant network, revealing to me and Mycroft that I know." Until then, you've never shown the slightest bit of it, so much so that I thought you were wearing that ridiculous hearing aid to be your sounder.

I've always wanted to despise you about this, I really didn't expect you to be unwilling to use your voice that is accompanied by local congestion and edema and increased secretions because of the growth of the larynx and vocal cords for the sake of the so-called perfect image, I don't remember that Mommy was pregnant with a little girl. Of course, it is not excluded that when you were an embryo, you had two sets of reproductive organs in your body, but they were surgically removed after birth, which may explain why you spent most of your time in the hospital until you were two years old. It was a sad time for the Sherlock Holmes, who were worried that the Holmes newborn would die at any time.

"I love you too, Bro." Gu Qing, who was already very accustomed to Sherlock's cannon-like speaking habits and speaking speed, responded succinctly in one sentence when Sherlock finally wanted to breathe a sigh of relief.

When Sherlock heard this, he immediately raised his voice and said, "Don't be an idiot, Patrick! After he finished speaking, he put his hand into his coat pocket, took a pair of long legs and walked forward, Gu Qing followed slowly, and said without knowing what moderation was: "You're blushing, Sherlock." ”

“Shutup！”

Gu Qing's real yàn room, no, strictly speaking, is the real yàn room of the three Sherlock Holmes brothers, before Gu Qing became the owner of this real yàn room, McCroft and Sherlock were its first and second masters respectively. After years of precipitation, and Gu Qing's transformation in the five years since Sherlock went to college, it has become more and more powerful in its function of concealing people's eyes and ears - the object to hide is of course Mommy.

"I'll have to make a statement, Sherlock." Gu Qing's tone became serious, and Sherlock, who was accurately scanning the changes in the real yàn room, let out a soft snort from his nose, which sounded both ironic and condescending.

Gu Qing said with crooked eyebrows: "One of your inferences about how much of my time before I was two years old was spent in the hospital—"

"Obviously I'm just sarcastic about you, my dear little brother." Before Gu Qing could finish speaking, Sherlock interrupted him and smiled at him with a pure smile. Obviously, that explanation didn't work, and when Sherlock was ten years old, he refuted that inference based on the medicine Gu Qing had taken.

"No, I just want to tell you that Mommy still keeps a picture of you wearing women's clothes when you were a child, and I have to say it's very cute." Gu Qing tugged at the corner of his mouth and also showed an innocent smile, the arc was almost exactly the same as Sherlock's.

Sherlock: "......"

From this, it is clear who is the **oss of the Sherlock Holmes family.