Sang Yi threw his clothes into the washing machine and came out

Sherlock had already come out of the kitchen with two plates of food, and he was proud that he had been able to cook so well for the first time.

"Look." There was a look of praise at the corners of Sherlock's eyes and eyebrows, "How's it going?" Watson can only cook porridge, I can cook, or Chinese food. ”

Sang Yi blinked, looked at the spicy chicken and mapo tofu on the table with some surprise, and looked up at Sherlock again.

Mr. Detective was wearing an apron and looked like a family cook, and Sang Yi hurriedly skimmed the outrageous thought in his mind and asked, "Indeed, it looks delicious." ”

Sherlock was in a good mood, "I'll have a lot more." ”

"Can you eat spicy?" Sang Yi asked.

"This pepper is not spicy." Sherlock said, "Probably not that authentic. ”

Sang Yi bent his eyes, and he said, "Does Mr. Detective still know what authenticity is?" ”

Sherlock: "......" teaches how to deal with authentic tastes.

"Let's eat first." Sang Yi blinked again, "Try the Chinese food made by the genius detective." ”

Mr. Detective is calm, but he is actually a little nervous.

He strictly controlled the amount, and compared it with the number of grams according to the recipe.

"I'll take a shower too." Sherlock blurted out.

"Now?" Sang Yi asked.

Sherlock stiffened his face and nodded, "Now, soon." ”

Sang Yi gestured to the bathroom, "Then Mr. Detective go wash it...... Well, are you going to wash it here? Or go back. ”

Get back?

Sherlock was in a trance, yes, his house was opposite, this was Son's home.

Before Sang could react, Sherlock had already stood up and walked into the bathroom.

The other party didn't say a word, which made Sang Yi a little dazed.

He stared at the food on the table, and for the first time in a long time, he had a sense of familiarity that Sherlock had given him.

It's also because of Sherlock that his house seems to have gained popularity, and it's no longer as blank as before.

Sang Yi picked up a piece of mapo tofu, and he could taste a little bit of his hometown from this piece of tofu.

That's right.

Sang remembered again that Sherlock had gone to the shower without a change of clothes.

His clothes Sherlock obviously can't be worn, but he can't go to the other side to find clothes for Sherlock, right? What about Sherlock in that moment?

It didn't take long for the sound of water in the bathroom to stop, and it wasn't long before the bathroom door was opened, and Sherlock came out wrapped in a bath towel.

He looked natural, "I forgot that I didn't bring any clothes, so I used your bath towel." ”

"Ah, that...... Never mind. Sangyi's voice was a little stuck.

Sherlock is indeed very handsome, not to mention that he has abs.

Sang Yi didn't understand why Mr. Detective has such beautiful abs, shouldn't otaku not have abs? Why didn't he have, Sherlock did? Could it be that Sherlock is secretly exercising?

Maybe Mr. Detective isn't at home, I heard he can boxing or something......

His eyes were full of a certain envy, and the ears of Mr. Detective, who was looking at his chest and abdomen, were hot, but his mind was very clear, "I'll come soon with a dress, you can eat first." ”

"It's okay, I'll wait for you." Sang Yi said, "You go and come back quickly." ”

I'll wait for you.

Sherlock agreed.

The cat looked at the man who had entered the house with disdain, and got into Sang Yi's arms, licking Sang Yi's fingers.

Sang Yi smiled, "Stupid people are not allowed to eat their fingers every year." ”

The cat licked Sondy's chin again, and as Sunny smiled and ducked away, he glanced at Sherlock with disgust.

Sherlock about to leave: "......" Was he disgusted by a cat?

A cat!

But to the smiling eyebrows of Shangsang, Sherlock thought, not to be jealous of a cat.

Jealous?

Sherlock paused.

He vaguely felt something, and the words of jealousy were obviously not suitable for him, but he was indeed jealous of a cat, right?

Why be jealous of a cat?

He Sherlock Holmes, would be jealous of a cat? Obviously, no one will believe such outrageous words.

But......

Sherlock put on his clothes and straightened his curls in the mirror, and he was awake again.

What the hell are you doing?

Is it really just a matter of wanting to be friends with Sangyi? Obviously not, he and Watson were also friends, but he wouldn't be shy in the face of Watson occasionally.

That's right.

Sherlock now knew that he would feel shy when he faced Sang, just like ...... It's like...... It's like the hairy boy who once Mrs. Hudson said was in love.

Are you kidding?

Sherlock looked serious and fell in love? This is of course impossible.

In a different way of thinking, his relationship with Watson and his relationship with Sang Yi are obviously different.

Even if it's a friend, it's exclusive.

Because Sang Yi was obviously closer to him, he felt that he wanted to be friends with Sang Yi, and he didn't want Sang Yi to be with Watson.

Because, if Sang Yi and Watson were together, he would definitely be the one who was left out.

Of course, Sherlock wanted to say that he didn't care if he was left out, he just ...... He just didn't want Sang Yi to be with Watson.

Obviously, from the beginning, Sang Yi was looking for him.

He didn't think Watson really liked Sang Yi very much, maybe because he was curious, maybe he had some good feelings, but it was far from love, after all, Watson was someone who had a girlfriend.

Sherlock thought as there was a knock on the door.

He opened the door, and the middle-aged man outside trembled his beard and said, "Please, please help me, I'...... My daughter is gone. ”

……

The temperature of the dishes on the table was fading, and Sherlock hadn't come back yet.

Sang Yi frowned slightly, and began to wonder if Sherlock was feeling unwell, after all, Sherlock was still having a fever the night before.

He stood up and opened the door, and Sherlock outside raised his hand as if he was about to knock.

Sang Yi looked at Sherlock's expression and was slightly stunned, he seemed to see Sherlock at the beginning again, cold and unapproachable.

"You ......"

"Originally, I had to accompany you to dinner." Sherlock spoke, "But there is a case coming to me, and I am in a hurry, and I have to pursue this case. ”

"You're in a hurry?" Sang Yi was inexplicably a little lost, Sherlock had worked so hard for so long, couldn't he even eat it?

"I didn't want to pay attention to it, but he said his daughter had been missing for two days and two nights, and the police hadn't found him." Sherlock said, "When I find out the truth, I can make the cops who only get paid a monthly salary hate me even more." ”

Sangyi: "......"

It's a matter of human life, and it really matters.

Sang Yi said, "Then I'll go with you?" ”

"What are you going to do?" Sherlock asked.

Sang Yi subconsciously, blinked again, yes, what is he going to do? His relationship with Sherlock wasn't to that extent, and he couldn't help much.

It's better to stay at home and draw.

Sang Yi thought.

"I'll call John." Sherlock said, "Stay at home, and if you are afraid, go to Mrs. Hudson, and if the man comes again, don't be polite, and beat him." ”

Sang Yi couldn't hold back a laugh, and he said, "I see." ”

Sherlock nodded, "Then I'll go." ”

"Wait a minute." Sang Yi suddenly said, "Did you buy some food at the supermarket just now?" You need to bring something with you, after all, you have to eat something if you don't eat. ”

Sherlock looked at Sang Yi with unblinking eyes, "If anything, please give me a piece of chocolate." ”

"Chocolate? Are you sure? Sang exclaimed incredulously, "You can't fill your stomach at all, can you?" ”

"I want chocolate." Sherlock was stubborn, "Just chocolate." ”

Sang Yi had no choice but to take it out, "Sherlock, chocolate can't be eaten as a meal...... Are you leaving? ”

"Yes." Sherlock took Sonny's choice of chocolate and replied, "You have to take care of yourself." ”

Sherlock is gone.

Take care of yourself or something, Sang didn't expect Sherlock to say such a thing.

There was a kind of look that seemed to be admonishing him.

Sang Yi looked at the slightly cold meal on the table and calmly finished the meal.

Whether Sherlock eats it or not, at least it can't make the family's hard work in vain.

The room was quiet again, and it seemed a little empty.

Sang Yi tapped his head and said to himself, "You're really, dizzy, aren't you?" ”

That's normal now.

He put away the dishes and chopsticks, sat down in front of the canvas, and dipped his pen in paint.

But...... What to draw?

This painting is the sunset of the West Mountain.

It wasn't until there was a slight tingling sensation in his stomach that Sang Yi stopped his pen, and he looked at the painting on the canvas and frowned slightly.

"San~" Mrs. Hudson's voice sounded outside, accompanied by a knock on the door, "It's time for lunch, if there are no special arrangements, come down to eat." ”

Sang Yi pressed her delicate stomach and opened the door.

Mrs. Hudson smiled and asked, "Busy?" ”

"Nope." Sang Yi smiled, "It's just painting." ”

"When this guy Sherlock left, he told me to call you to dinner in the afternoon." Mrs. Hudson said, "Of course I don't need him to tell me to know, San, clean up and eat." ”

"Thank you, Mrs. Hudson."

Sang Yi was a little surprised, he didn't expect Sherlock to remember everything about the afternoon, which made his heart soften for a while, and he asked, "Did Mr. Detective say when he will be back?" ”

"No, speaking of which, don't Sang and Sherlock have contact details yet?" Mrs. Hudson asked.

Sang Yi was stunned and smiled a little embarrassedly, "It seems to be ...... Not really. ”

"The relationship has reached this point, and there is no contact information yet!" Mrs. Hudson exaggeratedly exclaimed, "I suspect that you are married." ”

Sangyi: "......"

Sherlock is a friend, so it should be embarrassing to say something like that, right?

"Sherlock and I are really just friends, Mrs. Hudson. ”

Mrs. Hudson laughed, "I know what I know, don't worry." ”

Sangyi: "......"

What can you rest assured of?

Mrs. Hudson's all-in-one expression made Son shut up.

"There's a good chance they won't come back today." Mrs. Hudson said again.

Sang Yi nodded, "I see. ”

Mrs. Hudson looked at Sang's expression, "Are you very disappointed now?" ”

"Huh?" Sang Yi looked up blankly, "Why be lost?" ”

"If I'm not at home with you, I'm lonely, right?" Mrs. Hudson said.

Sang Yi held the hand of the knife and fork for a moment, and he smiled gently, "Alone, get used to it." ”

Not only before, but also in the future.

Everyone has to get used to it.

Mrs. Hudson's expression became complicated.

The mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrate, and Sang Yi took it out and looked at it, frowning.

- Dear Muse, you are so close to that neighbor, can you give me a little more of your gaze?

The man, knowing that he had turned his phone back on, knew that he was close to Sherlock.

Sanyi's hands stiffened.