【British and American】My miserable life studying abroad

At the stewardess's gentle wake-up call, Wei Sheng Ling reluctantly opened his eyelids, which seemed to be coated with glue, and sat up, waiting for himself to wake up slowly.

Watson yawned, obviously not having rested enough. Sherlock, on the other hand, looked very energetic. If his body had not been unable to support itself, he would not have taken the initiative to rest.

Isn't this person made of iron? His spirit never gets tired? Wei Shengling looked over. She was still sleepy. After a while, she started to peck at rice like a chicken, nodding, waking up, opening her eyes, staying awake, and finally closing her eyes and nodding... and so on.

She was still extremely sleepy until the plane landed smoothly.

None of them had anything on them, everything was in the space on Wei Shengling's bracelet. Sherlock looked at the two people who were still confused, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he walked out while carrying one of them.

When they reached the door of the plane cabin, a gust of cold wind blew, and Wei Shengling suddenly became more awake. She opened her eyes and looked at Sherlock holding one person on each side. She quickly stood up. Watson also woke up. Sherlock put down his arms and said, "I don't know why you can't wake up every day."

"Aren't you tired this time too? Don't think I don't know that you rested on the plane. Now you are just relying on the fact that you have more energy than us."

Wei Shengling had a small smile on her face. The hotel she booked was not far from 221B. Although the two invited her to 221B to save money, where would she sleep? On the sofa? Was she going to occupy someone else's bedroom and let them sleep on the sofa?

Let’s stay in a hotel.

After leaving the airport, it was drizzling outside. Watson and Sherlock still had the umbrella that Wei Shengling had given them before. It was the kind that was black on the outside and colorful on the inside, with a starry sky and trees full of blooming flowers.

The three of them opened their umbrellas and blended into the gloomy London filled with black umbrellas, but inside the umbrellas was a colorful world.

"No need to look for a car, someone is here to pick us up." Sherlock pressed down the arm that Wei Shengling raised to hail a taxi, took her and Watson to an extended black car, and knocked on the window.

The car window rolled down, revealing a face that looked very much like Sherlock.

"Unlock it." Sherlock said bluntly, "Also, I'll send the bills that need to be reimbursed to your email."

With a "click", the car lock was opened and the three got in the car. Wei Shengling put his hands on his knees and sat upright.

A little nervous.

She didn't know much about the great Mr. Holmes, so she was more cautious.

Sherlock glanced at her and said, "There's no need to be nervous. If nothing unexpected happens, you won't meet him again."

"Sherlock, I remember that you already have someone responsible for reimbursing the expenses of this trip?" Mycroft's voice had a peculiar rhythm, making people feel that he was an elegant British gentleman.

"Well, but this doesn't affect your reimbursement." As he said this, Sherlock had already started fiddling with his phone, sending the detailed bill to Mycroft's email.

When Mycroft saw the detailed bill, which even included Italian street tripe sandwiches and ice cream, he could no longer maintain his calm appearance. "Ice cream, sandwiches, pasta... Charlie, I guess you can't eat three servings by yourself?"

It is even more impossible for him to take the initiative to eat something like ice cream. If it weren't for the need to replenish energy, Sherlock would not even bother to eat.

"Without them, the operation wouldn't have been so smooth." Sherlock said calmly. Mycroft took a deep breath and hesitated for a while. He closed his eyes and transferred the money. Then he saw through the rearview mirror that Sherlock started playing with his mobile phone again. As two prompt sounds rang, John Watson and Wei Shengling also picked up their mobile phones/computers.

It's obvious that they are dividing the spoils.

He didn't even want to wait until he got off the bus to divide it.

Mycroft changed the subject. "It seems that you have gained a lot this time. The reputation of the three of you has spread across Europe. Even Hydra is terrified by you."

"It hasn't come to that yet..." Wei Shengling complained inwardly. She and Watson didn't know what to say. Sherlock was responsible for replying and resisting the temptation from his brother. "This is what I should do."

“…” Forget your brother when you see your friend?

It seems that Sherlock's new friend is really important to him.

Mycroft saw through the rearview mirror a girl in the back seat with disheveled hair and a tired look. She had typical Asian looks, classical features, and a special temperament. The first impression was that she had a good temper and was easy to talk to.

It's a deceptive appearance indeed.

Especially those willow-shaped eyes that appear gentle and always smiling are even more deceptive.

Mycroft couldn't help but sigh as he thought of those Hydras who had left Europe overnight and had shown fear on their faces at the names of Suki or Mingshu.

She is too strong. People who are too strong are easily feared by others. But she has an even stronger country behind her to support her.

Fearful, yet afraid to take action.

"This is Miss Weisheng, right?" Mycroft looked at the person in the rearview mirror. "My name is Mycroft Holmes. Perhaps you have heard my name from Sherlock."

He used Chinese.

"Yes, Sherlock's brother." Wei Shengling said.

As expected of Sherlock's brother, his pronunciation is really standard.

"Sherlock's brother..." Mycroft suddenly realized, "Few people call me that."

More often than not, when facing Sherlock, he said that this person was Mycroft Holmes's younger brother.

"Perhaps the first and most important person I met was Sherlock." Wei Shengling was calm and composed. She held Sherlock's hand. This was a confrontation between her and his brother. In fact, the villain in her heart was already rolling around.

Could this stranger have some sense of propriety? If it weren't for Sherlock, he simply didn't want to communicate with you. I hate smart people the most!

What’s even more annoying is that he is smart and scheming and uses it on me!

Feeling Sherlock's gaze on him, Mycroft tried his best to ignore his look. "Ever since Charlie disappeared in the magic circle, I, as his brother, have been very worried about him. I didn't expect that he would come back more than a day later, and he had a new friend far away on the other side of the ocean... and before that, they had no intersection, right?"

"Fate and coincidence, who can tell the difference?"

"I know Sherlock's character. Since I met him, there must have been a lot of things going on, right? I'm really sorry to trouble you, Miss Weisheng."

"Sherlock is very good. It's his nature. He is also capable of protecting himself and is a good friend."

The two of them talked back and forth, and Watson kept silent, always feeling an invisible smell of gunpowder.

"Ling," Sherlock called out. Weisheng Ling didn't react for a moment. It took him a while before he realized that he was being called.

"……I?"

Why did he suddenly change his name? Previously it was Su Ji and Wei Sheng Ling, this was the first time he called her Ling directly.

"When we get off the bus at 221B, he will take you to the hotel and may ask you to help monitor me," he continued. "Don't refuse in a hurry. Promise him and we'll split the money in half."

These two sentences are in English.

Wei Sheng Ling: ...

Mycroft: .

Watson: I knew it! He said the same thing before! It was a pity to reject his brother, otherwise they could just split the money.

"...Okay, but I guess with what you said before him, he won't say such things again."

"That's a shame."