Sang Yi's face turned red, and he sneered, "No...... I'm not loaded. ”

Blushed.

This was the first time Sherlock had seen the restrained and gentle young man blush, his fair skin dyed crimson, as if he had applied blush, and he was particularly beautiful, and the feeling of his heart beating faster came again.

"Such a dangerous thing." Sherlock got closer to Sangyi, and he seemed to be hugging him, but in fact he was only close to Sanyi's ear, and his voice was low, "It's better to give it to me, it would be terrible if you missed the gun and hurt yourself." ”

"Oh......" Sang Yi seemed a little dumbfounded, "I ......"

"Give it to me." Sherlock repeated, looking at Sang Yi's soft blue hair, and his voice was a little gentle, "You can't shoot, do you?" ”

Sang's ears were also red, he suspected that it was because Sherlock was too close to him, and his breathing made his ears hot, he couldn't help but take a step back and shoved the gun into Sherlock's hand as if he was evading, "I, I'll go find Nian Nian." ”

Sherlock watched Sunny and smiled unconsciously, and the policeman recorded next to him frequently looked at Sherlock.

Sherlock turned his head and asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"The first time I saw the famous detective Sherlock, I was a little curious."

The poor cat was kept in a cage and although he had not eaten for a day, he still looked in good spirits.

The cat is a night vision animal, so the dark carriage does not give it fear, but the behavior of those two people makes the cat a little afraid of seeing people.

Maybe he knew that the two humans had been captured, and he meowed as if he was complaining to Sangyi.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Sang said in a low voice, "There must be no next time." ”

The cat licked Sunny again, and with a flick of its tail, it turned to look at Sherlock, its eyes flashing, and it meowed at Sherlock.

Sherlock looked at the cat and asked Sang, "Is it scolding me?" ”

The heat on Sang Yi's face had completely dropped, and he said with a smile, "Thank you, Nian Nian is a very grateful child." ”

The cat shyly shrunk its head into Sanyi's arms again.

Thank? At first, the cat didn't like him, because he knew he was helped?

...... with Sang Yi It seems to be a little bit like that.

Sherlock watched the cat's movements and then looked at Sanyi, and said, "Let's go back." ”

Sang Yi nodded, he was holding the cat, and he looked very well-behaved.

Sherlock's heart beat erratically.

It was a feeling of urgency, but Sherlock just looked at Son's back and then chased after him.

The light of the nightlight fell on Sanyi's hair, as if the little painter in front of him was glowing.

Sherlock suddenly asked, "Sang, are you going to the movies tomorrow?" It seems that a new movie has been released. ”

Say's eyes flickered, he glanced at Sherlock, Mr. Detective's expression was calm, his eyes unblinking and waiting for his answer.

Sangyi's voice was soft, as if it was about to dissipate in the night wind, but Sherlock heard it, and he heard Sane say, "Okay." ”

Indescribable joy struck Sherlock's heart, and he was visibly happy, and he asked, "Do you need my help holding the cat?" ”

"Huh?" Sang Yi looked at the cat in his arms, then at Sherlock, "You...... Will you hug? ”

This hesitant tone.

Sherlock said calmly, "Of course I will. ”

Sang Yi handed the meowing cat to Sherlock, who stared at the cat's heterogeneous eyes, as if sensing the cat's resentment.

Obviously, the cat only wanted to be hugged by Sangyi, and the others refused very much, although the two-legged beast came to save it with Sangyi, and he was grateful. But! After all, this two-legged beast has other plans, so it won't get close to him.

The cat struggled to reject Sherlock's hand.

Sang Yi had to bring the cat back again, and he whispered, "It might ...... Recognize life. ”

Sherlock: "It's not a confession, it's just treating me as an enemy." "Think of it as an enemy who might snatch Sang.

Sang Yi was thin-skinned and a little embarrassed to hear this, "No." ”

"But that's okay." "I don't really care what kind of attitude it has towards me. ”

Sangyi: "Hmm. ”

"But." Sherlock looked at Sang Yi deeply, "I do care about your attitude, so Sang Yi, you won't alienate me because the cat hates me, will you?" ”

Sang Yi looked a little dazed.

[He seems to like you, not sure, let's see.] 】

Of course, Sang didn't think Sherlock liked him, because Sherlock didn't show any like, but if he was a friend...... Is that too intimate?

I care very much, these three words carry a lot of weight.

Sang Yi has always felt that such things should only be said to very important people.

This is especially true for people like Sherlock.

He blinked softly and laughed, "How so?" And I don't hate you every year, really, Mr. Detective. ”

Mrs. Hudson's apartment was in sight, and Sherlock suddenly asked, "You said you would leave Baker Street, will you leave?" ”

……

Sang Yi took a shower and buried himself under the covers.

Very relaxing.

This feeling has been extremely rare since I came to this world.

At first, he was uneasy and confused about the strange world and the future, and later he was a perverted suitor hiding behind him...... And now, he has friends here.

The other party is a very nice person.

Sherlock holmes.

It wasn't an accident, but Sang Yi really didn't expect that his relationship with him would be so good.

I don't think it's my own unilateral opinion, right? After all, Sherlock also said that he cares a lot about his attitude. Sang Yi thought wildly, then he should be the person Sherlock cares about more, right?

That's fine, too.

[Need to chat with me to solve your confusion?] 】

Sang Yi was not puzzled, but he was indeed surprised that the system suddenly said such a thing, because the system had been talking so little that he often forgot that there was such a being.

He doesn't take the initiative to talk to the system, as if he didn't experience that plane crash, he is the original of this world, and now he is just traveling here.

When the trip is over, he can still go back.

Occasionally, the system will mention him a sentence or two, so that it is almost the same, no matter how much, Sang Yi does not need it.

Outside there was the occasional sound of cars passing by, and Sang Yi listened to the faint sounds outside, sketching out the picture in his head, and then gradually fell into a deep sleep.

Sane was woken up again by a knock on the door.

He rubbed his head and stumbled to open the door, and Sherlock stood outside the door, holding a plate of dumplings, and said, "Eat dumplings?" ”

Sang Yi's sleepiness disappeared all at once.

He looked at the steaming dumplings in Sherlock's hand in a daze, and his voice was a little hoarse, "You...... Packaged? ”

"Don't you like Chinese food? Oh yes. Sherlock said as he walked inside, "Didn't we buy a lot of vegetables?" I wanted to come to your place to pack, but I couldn't get in, it was early and a knock on the door might disturb you. ”

Sang Yi seemed to want to laugh, but he didn't laugh, and he said, "Disturb Dr. Watson?" ”

"Indeed, he asked me if I was sick." Sherlock shrugged, "I'm jealous that no one makes him breakfast anymore." ”

Watson looked at Sherlock in shock, "You...... Crazy? ”

With flour on his chin and hands, Sherlock glanced at Watson and said, "Do you want to eat it too?" That may not work, I just need to prepare one for Sangyi. ”

Watson: "......"

Watson: "...... No, don't you find it very disturbing to sleep so early? ”

"That's why I didn't go to Sang."

Watson: "......"

"That's right." Sherlock thought for a moment and said, "I'm going to the movies with Sang Yi today. ”

Watson: "......" Sherlock, it must have been on purpose, right?

Sang Yi looked at Sherlock in a daze, trying to say something but didn't say anything.

Sherlock urged, "Go brush your teeth and wash your face, and then come and eat, it's my first time making dumplings, but with what I know about myself, it's definitely delicious...... I didn't eat the fried vegetables yesterday, and I will definitely eat the dumplings today. ”

Sang Yi went to wash up.

Sherlock was still talking to himself, "I said last night that I would go to the movies today, and I'm ready to watch any movie, just watch the Titanic, and after watching the movie, you can go to the restaurant to eat." ”

The dumplings on the plate look like copy and paste, all the same size and shape.

"It's ground beef." Sherlock said, "I don't know if you eat celery or not, but I don't like the taste very much, so I didn't put it." ”

The skin of the dumplings is a little thick, but the taste is still very good, and more importantly, Sang Yi has not eaten dumplings for a long time.

"Is it delicious?" Sherlock's voice was a little nervous, "Isn't it delicious?" ”

"It's not." Sang looked up at Sherlock, "It's delicious, it's really delicious." ”

Sherlock breathed a sigh of relief, having the illusion that his back was sweating.

He smiled bitterly, waiting for Sang Yi to agree that this feeling is far more difficult than solving the case, what's going on?

"Mr. Detective, let's eat together." Sang Yi handed Sherlock a pair of chopsticks, "You made it, you have to taste it too...... But I don't know if you like our food or not. ”

Our food obviously does not refer to him and Sangyi, but to the food of the Orientals, as if it was excluded or that Sanyi did not identify with him.

Sherlock was a little depressed for a moment, but looking at Sang Yi's unconscious face, he thought again, forget it, Sang Yi is a normal thought.

The dumplings are really good, of course, maybe because of the fact that they are eaten with Sangyi, and this feeling is even better.

Sherlock was satisfied.

When he finished eating the dumplings, Sang Yi suddenly said, "Mr. Detective, you need ......"

That's all he said and then he shut up.

Sherlock looked at Sang, his eyes gradually brightening, "Are you going to give me the key to your house?" ”

Sanyi: "...... "How do you know?"

He really thinks so, because Sherlock always seems to knock on the door and can't get in, but today Sherlock brought him dumplings, as if he was counting on Sherlock to cook for him, would Sherlock think he was too self-conscious?

So it's actually better not to talk about it, okay?

"Give it to me." Sherlock held out his hand, in a cheerful mood, "I need it." ”

Sang Yi looked at the hand in front of him in a daze, "But ......"

"It's better to implement the ideas you had, otherwise you'll keep thinking about ......" Sherlock coughed, "I mean, it's not good to always knock on the door in the morning and wake you up." ”

"Give me the keys and we'll go to the movies."

"But it's still early days."

"You can do something else before you watch a movie, right?"

"What's the matter?"