5 Baker Street Tenants(5)
When he was woken up by the alarm clock, Sang Yi's mind was confused.
He pressed the alarm clock and slowly got up.
The rain outside hasn't stopped, but it's not important at all.
Sang Yi hugged the cat and rubbed it, and then touched the cat's head before saying, "I'm going out." β
Meow every year, as if he was confused.
Sang Yi whispered, "I was helped, so I have to thank you well, just like I helped you, you will accompany me well, understand?" β
Nian Nian is just a kitten, where can he understand Sang Yi's words.
It tilted its head in confusion, then licked Sangyi's fingers.
Sani curled his fingers, a little itchy.
He nodded the tip of the cat's nose and emerged from the bed.
After a good night's sleep and not looking like a vampire, Sang Yi scratched at his hair a few times before opening the door.
The opposite door also just opened.
Mr. Detective looked calm, "You woke up?" β
Sang Yi glanced Sherlock up and down and smiled, "Mr. Detective is very handsome, he seems to have changed his coat." β
Sherlock: "......"
He had the heart to say something to show that he didn't change his clothes because he was going out with Sang Yi, but it was just that he was more respectful to people.
But this explanation seems even stranger, and besides, where does Sherlock need to explain what to people?
He remained silent.
Sang Yi took the umbrella and said, "Then let's go out." β
Sherlock grimaced and followed Sang down the stairs.
"Mr. Detective, don't you have an umbrella?" Sang Yi asked.
Sherlock paused, "Forget." β
"It's okay." "This umbrella is big enough for two people to hold it." β
Sherlock silently gripped the handle of the umbrella and said, "I'm taller." β
Sangyi: "......"
Sang Yi asked, "What does Mr. Detective like to do at home?" β
Is this a probe for his preferences? Sherlock thought.
"Because it seems rare to see Mr. Detective go out." Sang Yi explained slightly, "So I'm a little curious. β
"Wait for the case." Sherlock's tone was tinged with subtle disdain, "You know, the cops you find are only superficial, so you have to come to me for help if you encounter something that can't be solved." β
"The police probably don't like Mr. Detective very much."
"That kind of thing has nothing to do with me, and I don't care." Sherlock said, "I don't need people to like me. β
"What about Mr. Detective's family?"
"There's a very nasty guy, though it's my brother."
"Mr. Detective and my brother have a good relationship."
Sherlock snorted.
Sang Yi thought it was a little funny, and for some reason, he always felt that Sherlock was sometimes a little willful and cute.
Of course, such a thing must not be said.
He blinked softly, then pushed open the door to the restaurant, "I didn't know what you like to eat, but this seems to be the only restaurant nearby, so I chose this place." β
The restaurant has melodious violin sounds and low singing, and the diners are also quiet and quiet.
After Sang and Sherlock sat down, the detective across from them suddenly said, "That person draws like you." β
Sang Yi turned his head to see the woman at the table next to him, blonde and blue-eyed, sitting there ticking off the menu.
Sang Yi asked strangely, "How do you see it?" β
"Her hand holding the pen is exactly the same as you're drawing, her little finger is cocked, and more importantly, her fingernails are stained with paint."
Sang Yi subconsciously glanced at his hand holding the pen and preparing to hook the dishes, and smiled helplessly, "In Mr. Detective, no one seems to have secrets. β
"Nope." Sherlock's gaze fell on Son, "Honestly, I'm curious about you because you're conflicted. β
Sang Yi made a gesture of listening, "Tell me about it." β
"I can't tell why you stayed on Baker Street, I can analyze everyone's purpose at first glance, but you give me a strange feeling." Sherlock said, "My brain tells me that you're here for a purpose, not just to live on Baker Street, and you're not like the other Chinese I've met. β
"You have given so little information that even when we have already met, I still don't know anything about you except your name. Your emotions are also very light, except for the fear when you asked for help from me, I can't analyze your other emotions, I think you should be afraid of loneliness or you won't adopt that black cat, in fact, I'm not sure if you're going to be lonely now, so that I can't analyze you as a person. β
"That's good, because I don't like to be seen too much and feel very insecure." β
"Yes, you seem to be hiding yourself in a huge cocoon, impenetrable." Sherlock said, "I can't help but wonder what the hell you're thinking." β
He wanted to retract what he had said about Sunny that he would never be curious, and he had to admit that he was curious about this man, because this was the first person he had met who could not be analyzed.
Sang Yi looked at Sherlock steadily, and suddenly smiled, "You can try to analyze what I'm thinking right now." β
Sherlock's gaze stayed on Samyi's face, his eyes flickering for a moment, and then he said, "You have curiosity in your eyes. β
Sang Yi blinked, "Mr. Detective, are you going to listen to a play?" β
Sang Yi's topic was too jumpy, and Sherlock was stunned for a moment, "Drama? β
"You should love watching dramas, don't you? You can observe the micro-expressions of the actors, and I think it will be interesting for you to do so. β
"You seem to be trying to analyze my psyche." Sherlock said.
Sang Yi shook his head with a smile, "No, I'm different from Mr. Detective, Mr. Detective helped me, and I'd love to know Mr. Detective's preferences." β
"That person hasn't been found yet, has he?" Sherlock asked suddenly.
"Yes, but it doesn't matter, he'll always come out." Because I know he won't do anything bad, I don't really care when he shows up. β
"It's not good for you to do that." Sherlock said, "After all, it's a rat hiding in the shadows, and if you don't find it, it's still a big threat." β
The waiter served the meal quickly.
She handed Sang Yi a business card and said, "Sir, a gentleman over there gave it to you." β
Sang Yi looked up and saw the man in the gentleman's hat bowing politely at him.
Sang Yi gave a polite smile and put the business card aside without looking at it.
Sherlock looked in his eyes and said, "That man is a politician. β
Sang Yi didn't care who the man was, and he snorted.
"What do you think about homosexuality?" Sherlock asked, "That guy looks like he covets your beauty." β
Sang Yi didn't expect Sherlock to say such a sentence, coveting beauty or something...... He has always felt that there is a difference in aesthetics between Westerners and Easterners, and he does not feel that he is good-looking in the eyes of Westerners.
What's more, this kind of topic doesn't seem to have anything to do with Sherlock at all.
He said, "I don't have a big opinion about homosexuality, it's normal, isn't it?" β
Sherlock asked, "Are you gay?" β
Sang Yi paused, "Me? β
"You don't have a rejection of same-sex feelings, and the last time you had dinner, Mrs. Hudson asked you if you had a boyfriend and you didn't show surprise, even if you're not gay, at least you can accept same-sex."
Sang Yi took a sip of water from the cup in his hand, unable to tell whether it was a disguise or a dry mouth, and he didn't even know why he and Sherlock were discussing it here.
Sherlock also seemed to realize that Sunny didn't want to say this, and he was silent for a moment before saying, "I don't mean anything else. β
Explaining? Sherlock didn't look like someone who would explain such a thing, maybe he was wrong.
Sangyi's eyelashes fluttered, and he smiled with crooked eyes, "I know. β
"The steak here tastes very average." Sherlock bluntly shifts the subject.
"It's not as delicious as Mrs. Hudson's, is it?" Sang Yi said.
Sherlock said yes.
Sang Yi laughed again, he really wasn't keen on foreign food, and if he could, he would have tried to cook himself, but that might blow up the kitchen.
A genius detective like Sherlock who doesn't eat fireworks in the world must not know how to cook.
The man sitting there took his cane and walked up to Sang Yi and Sherlock, and he spoke to Sang Yi in a gentle and polite tone, "Sir, I have been observing you for a long time, you should be single. β
Sang Yi glanced at Sherlock on the other side, who was eating the salad with a nonchalant expression, while quietly observing the man who accosted Sang Yi.
Sang Yi smiled, "Yes." β
"I wonder if I've had the pleasure of asking you on a date?" The man smiled, "I'm also single, and you should be able to pursue a reasonable pursuit, right?" β
"He probably won't promise you." Sherlock swallowed the food in his mouth and said slowly, "Your steps are vain, your eyes are blue, you must have done that kind of thing with more than one person at night, if it is just a hunt, it is not appropriate." β
Man: "......"
The man frowned at Sherlock, "Who are you?" β
"It's just his neighbor." Sherlock said, "But I've always told you the truth, your love doesn't matter to me, what matters is that now I'm with my neighbor, and if he is deceived, he might go back and be talked about by Mrs. Hudson." β
Sang Yi blinked.
The man stopped talking to Sherlock, he still looked at Sang Yi and smiled, "Don't be in a hurry to refuse me, you need comfort when you're alone, don't you?" β
Sang smiled awkwardly but politely, and said, "No, I don't need it at all." β
The man sighed and pressed the business card on the table, "Anyway, I think you are in need." β
"Are you harassing him?" Sherlock spoke very politely, "I don't think a gentleman would embarrass a Chinese in a foreign country in public. β
"You're reallyβ" Sherlock interrupted one after another, the smile on the man's face was about to be overwhelmed, and he looked at Sherlock coldly, "Does it have anything to do with you?" β
"Huh? Not really. Sherlock was calm, "I just can't bear to let my neighbor get cheated at this time." β
Sherlock was overzealous.
Sang Yi thought and smiled, "Sir, I really don't have to, I won't be in London for long, so I don't think we should have any need to continue acquainting." β
Completely rejected.
The man stopped insisting and left with his cane.
Sherlock put down his knife and fork in his hand, and he looked at Sang, "What do you mean you won't be in London for long?" β
"That's what it literally means." "I'm not going to stay in London forever, and there's no need or point in staying here. β
Sherlock nodded thoughtfully, he looked at Sang for a moment and suddenly asked, "Is it your own idea?" β
Sang Yi's heart jumped inexplicably, "What? β
"To leave London, to stay on Baker Street, or whatever...... Is it your own idea? Sherlock asked, "Honestly, I don't think it's your own thoughts, you clearly tend to live a quiet and stable life, not wandering and wandering, more like something is pushing you behind you." β
The smile on the corner of Sang Yi's lips froze slightly for a moment, just staying with Sherlock for a while, has the other party noticed so much?
"Is that really the case?" Sherlock looked at Sang Yi lightly, "So what is pushing you forward?" Stay here on Baker Street because of that, right? There aren't many Chinese people on Baker Street, and it's not a good place for Chinese to rent here, if it weren't for the fact that they had to stay here......"
"Mr. Detective." Sang interrupted Sherlock with a chuckle, "Because I'm not like you, I'm a mortal, a very ordinary person, and I just want to live well." β
"So I can do anything as long as I can live."
Sherlock didn't understand, he really never thought about these things, he was full of only doing his own thing, but Sang's words revealed that for Sang, his own business was not important, and life was the most important thing.
[That's why Sherlock is not a very good lifer, and his thoughts are different from those of a mortal like you. γ
Sang thought calmly, that didn't matter, he and Sherlock were two lines that didn't intersect.
It's just that when you're on Baker Street, get a little closer to each other to get the energy that the system needs.
"If you stay in London." Sherlock asked a smoky question, "You're probably going to consider finding a partner, right?" β