My son can't be this cute

It was broad daylight when Watson woke up, and the light shone through the dark curtains, leaving dappled halos of light on the floor beside the bed.He was nestled in the fluffy duvet, and the breath belonging to Sherlock beside him was already very weak, which meant that the man had been away for a long time.

Unlike usual, the military doctor did not choose to get up immediately, but stared at the ceiling in a daze with his eyes open. How long, it seemed like a lifetime, he had never been so relaxed.Every time he wakes up from a nightmare, the bed is the place Watson hates the most, but at this moment, he loves this warm feeling deeply.

Those words, not tender but absolutely beautiful words that sounded in the dark, seemed to be a dream, and Watson knew they were not.Sherlock helped him get rid of the nightmare. His cohabitant was a genius and a good person at the same time. Yes, Watson had such a gentle definition in his heart.

He got up and made the bed, and opened the door in his slippers. The curtains in the living room hadn't been drawn yet. On the couch was the man's slightly curled back. When he walked in, Watson smiled. A small one sleeps soundly with its mouth pouting.

"Thank you."

Watson knew that the other party was not asleep, and he also knew that he would probably say impatiently that he had said it several times, but that was different. At least when he was awake, he hoped that the other party would accept his most sincere thanks.

The person on the sofa moved his body, he was saying that he got it, he was a little impatient and self-willed.Here comes a new day, Watson said to himself, a smile curling up on his lips.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the whole street of Baker Street became lively. Three people at the dining table were enjoying breakfast. Sherlock had not prepared much in front of him, which was already the limit that this wayward detective could accept.

"Daddy, did you sleep well last night?" Little Teddy asked after swallowing the tomato.

"Very good." Although a little embarrassed, Watson said it honestly.

"What about you, Dad, I woke up in the morning and found you sleeping on the sofa." Little Teddy asked inexplicably, if they slept together, and Dad said he slept well, why did Dad sleep in the living room , what bad thing did he do to get kicked out?

"Your daddy was snoring, so I slept in the living room." Sherlock lied calmly as he put down his hot milk.Watson coughed and nearly choked on the food.

"Isn't it daddy snoring?" Little Teddy was even more puzzled, which of the two people snorted.

"We... both snore, so we can't sleep together often. You know, Teddy, we all have jobs, and if we don't sleep well, we can't work well." Watson said dryly, with a taste of being broken. .

"That's right, it's true that you can't sleep together, it's very noisy." Little Teddy nodded, sleep is very important, Micky said that if he doesn't sleep well, he will not grow taller, Daddy must not have slept well when he was a child , Of course he won't say that, he is not as mean as his father.

Before he finished eating, a text message came from Sherlock's cell phone. Watson's hand that was cutting bacon paused for a moment. It didn't take much effort to know what Sherlock was going to say, so he nodded directly.

"You go, I'll take Teddy to school."

Sherlock looked up at the military doctor, put the phone back in his pocket, stood up and tied his scarf and said, "Then I'm leaving."

"Goodbye Dad!"

"Goodbye."

The sound of going down the stairs also disappeared, and the door was closed. Only then did Watson continue to cut the bacon, and at the same time reminded: "Hurry up, we are going to be late."

"Okay, Daddy."

After breakfast, Watson dressed his son and asked him to carry his schoolbag. The two of them left the apartment. He had called the clinic just now and said that the situation would be over later. Thank you Sarah, she is such a kind girl.

Sitting in the taxi, Watson once again checked what Teddy needed to bring. He hadn't gone to school for many years, and hoped that there would be no problems with his son on the first day.Children always have more or less resistance to school. Even if those reasons are ridiculous, if they are not handled well, they will affect them for a long time.

Generally speaking, they will need textbooks, paper and pens, necessary handkerchiefs and some small odds and ends. Every child will have their own obsessions. Watson still remembers that he always wanted to bring that teddy bear with him on the first day of school. Dolls, if his son has such a small idea, Watson thinks he can understand, and he can even buy a small one for him to take with him, but when does the range of choices include skulls!

God, yes, in Watson's staring eyes, Mr. Skull, which was originally placed on the fireplace, was lying in Little Teddy's schoolbag very arrogantly.

"Teddy, what's this?"

"Mr. Skull, Daddy, I need it." Little Teddy carefully took out Mr. Skull, placed it on his thigh and stroked it gently.

"Teddy, generally speaking, children don't bring it to school, Mr. Skull." Watson decided to teach him this question in a gentle tone that is more suitable for communicating with children.

"But it won't cause any trouble, Daddy, look, it won't bite, it's very quiet, it doesn't take up much space, and I wiped it clean, so it won't be dirty at all." The boy opened his eyes wide Watery eyes assured.

The corner of Watson's mouth twitched, but he still pulled out a smile, trying to solve the problem in a gentle way.

"Honey, there will be lots of other kids at school, we don't need Mr. Skull, and you'll be back from school soon, you can play with him at home."

"But I don't want to be separated from it." Little Teddy murmured a little aggrieved.

Watson found it difficult to twist his body to communicate with the other party, so he shaved his hair and put his son on his lap, looked down at the other party and continued to persuade him.

"I promise it won't be long."

His big eyes were still watery, and his little hands were still holding Mr. Skull. The driver in front had already set his sights on them for the third time. Watson felt that if he didn't handle it well, both of them would be driven away as weirdos.

"Baby, if you insist on taking Mr. Skull to school, the other children will be scared." He decided to tell Teddy the truth. He didn't know what the school was like now, but Watson was sure that the female teacher saw this. Absolutely not happy.

"It doesn't bite." Little Teddy was still struggling.

"It's not a question of whether to bite or not, baby. When you arrive at school, you need to communicate with other children. If you bring Mr. Skull, others will exclude you." When he said these words, Watson thought of Donovan and Anderson described Sherlock as an insulting freak, and most people think so. Sherlock, who behaved differently from ordinary people, was ostracized. Watson didn't mind the behavior of his cohabitant, and even came from the heart. He really appreciates his wisdom, but for their son, he still hopes that the other son can grow up normally. If Teddy is rejected by others, he absolutely does not want to see it.

"Okay then." Daddy Daddy is the biggest, so Little Teddy finally agreed to hand over Mr. Skull to Watson to take him back.

When they arrived at the school, Watson led Teddy to find the teacher who was in charge of them. The school was very big and had a luxury that Watson could not have dreamed of when he was a child.They entered through the main entrance, just as a black car slowly drove out and stopped for a while, the driver seemed to be negotiating with the guard.

Passing by the car, little Teddy saw the person inside, it was a boy about his age, with black and soft hair, long eyelashes, wearing a mask, he seemed to feel his own sight, and turned slightly Looking down at himself, a pair of amber eyes are shining brightly, very beautiful.

Little Teddy blinked and wanted to say hello, but the car had already started.

"What's wrong?" His daddy asked with concern, and little Teddy shook his head to express that it was all right.

The father and son went to the principal's office, where they met Little Teddy's teacher.It was a serious-looking female teacher, about forty years old, with a meticulous hairstyle and a very old-fashioned suit. She looked serious and old-fashioned, and her pair of gold-rimmed glasses was even more so. Reminds Watson of one of his junior high school teachers, which, to be honest, isn't a very good memory.

"Mr. Holmes, this is Donna Dove, your son's teacher for this term." Her voice sounded as unpleasant as anyone's.

Watson stretched out his hand and shook it back, showing a smile. He didn't want Teddy to have a bad time here, so no matter what impression he had of this Donna Dolph, he had to have a pleasant conversation with her.

"I'm sorry, I'm not Sherlock Holmes, I'm John Watson, his cohabitant. Sherlock has something to do at work, so I had to send this child here as a last resort."

The woman rolled her eyes and said calmly, "I can see it."

Watson withdrew his hand, not quite understanding what the other party meant, but obviously, it was not a good feeling.

"Come on, little Mr. Holmes, it's time for you to go to class."

"You can call me Teddy." The boy suggested, he didn't like too formal address.

"This is a school, little Mr. Holmes, you have to follow the rules." The woman glanced at him, and barely moved her thin lips before uttering these harsh and heartless words. Little Teddy was a little hurt. Be pampered, no one will refuse his request.

Watson was a little distressed, but it was not easy to attack. If he didn't control what he said, it would never be a good thing for Teddy.

The son still had to hurt and coax himself. Watson picked up the boy, which made the woman frown, but he decided to ignore her.

"Baby, will you go to class obediently?"

"Well, I will." Being hugged and pampered, those little emotions disappeared immediately, and little Teddy put his arms around Watson's neck and assured him softly that he would be a good boy.

Watson kissed the tip of the boy's nose and smiled.He carried the boy to the classroom and put him down in the hallway, because Teddy was a boy after all, and he didn't want the other kids to think he was just a dependent boy.

"Go, Teddy, I'll pick you up in the afternoon."

Little Teddy stood on tiptoe on the ground, left a kiss on Watson's cheek, bent his eyes and said, "I will be obedient, so don't forget to pick me up early."

Before Watson could feel how cute his son was, Donna Dolph's emotionless voice sounded.

"Mr. Watson, the school is about to start, you'd better leave."

"Okay, I'll go now. Goodbye, Teacher Donna." Watson straightened his body and said, the woman nodded slightly at him and went in.Shrugging his shoulders and with a worried heart, the military doctor left the school.

Little Teddy felt a little nervous. He didn't go to school when he was there. For some reasons, Micky taught him his homework and some special tutors, so he was a little worried about whether he could do well.

He went in behind this serious female teacher, took a deep breath, puffed out his small chest, stood on the podium and looked at the people below, his classmates, very good, everyone has two eyes and one mouth, no What a difference.

"Everyone, this is the new student, Teddy Holmes."

It was very quiet down there, without the excitement of new classmates coming on TV, but everyone's eyes were still eager, which somewhat gave the boy some confidence.

"Well, young Mr. Holmes, now please introduce yourself."

"Okay, Teacher Donna." Taking a deep breath, Little Teddy showed a cute smile and began to introduce himself.

"Hi everyone, I'm Teddy Holmes, I'm going to be six years old, my favorite color is blue, my favorite person is my daddy, my hobby is..."

"Okay, little Mr. Holmes, we are going to class now. Since everyone knows your name, that's enough. You can chat slowly in your spare time later on."

Being interrupted made Little Teddy a little unhappy, his cheeks puffed up slightly, but he still nodded and did not refute. He promised Daddy that he would be obedient.

"Then go and sit there, little Mr. Holmes." Donna pointed him to a seat by the window, which made Teddy feel better. He likes places where he can see the outside view, which is beneficial to him. Get more information.

He nodded to the students next to him as a greeting. Little Teddy sat in his own seat, took out the books from his schoolbag, and found that there was an empty seat behind him. The desk was very clean without scratches.

"Okay, please open the book and turn to page No.40."

Everyone started to do the same, and Little Teddy also took out his hand and turned to the designated place. The course was a bit boring, and it wasn't too difficult for him, but he still restrained himself and sat obediently to the class, but he couldn't control his brain. In a little distraction, he missed Micky's way of teaching, which was more interesting and he could learn more.

This class was spent while Little Teddy was distracted, and Teacher Donna didn't pay more attention to him because he was a new classmate.After class, as soon as the female teacher left, the whole class became active, and the girls were the most excited because the transfer student had a lovely face.

"Your name is Teddy?"

"Well, Teddy Holmes." The boy subconsciously approached his desk. He had never dealt with so many girls at once. This is not something to be envied, at least for a boy who is not yet six years old. That said, it's kind of scary.

"Wow, that's such a cute name, as cute as you are."

"Thank you." Little Teddy blushed a little, but thanked him politely.

"What do your parents do?"

He just wanted to say that he didn't have a mother, but soon his father's instructions sounded, so he only talked about his father's part.

"He's a detective."

"Detective! That's cool, Teddy, tell us about it." Teddy's job as his dad clearly appeals to the boys, and who doesn't like a detective cop? Those six- and seven-year-olds favorite.

A certain detective never expected that his absurd behaviors in the eyes of adults would set off a wave in the world of little bean dings. After that, in the spare time after school, the boys discussed how to play instead of games A detective started the trend of everyone learning from Sherlock, and Teddy Holmes also unknowingly had a group of fans.

Watson went to the clinic and was restless all day, but fortunately there was no medical accident, otherwise he would be finished.Sarah brought him a cup of hot coffee during the break.

"Thank you, Sarah." Watson took the coffee with a smile, took a sip, and relaxed his tired nerves.

"very worried?"

"Huh? Oh, yes." Watson put down his coffee cup and scratched his cheek shyly.

"You look just like his real father." Sarah said with a smile, completely unaware of how much impact these words had on the man in front of her.

Watson carefully observed the other person's expression, and was relieved to find that she didn't seem to have seen through the truth.

"He is very cute."

"Indeed." Sarah smiled.

"Well, is there anything else?" Watson asked. After experiencing what happened last night and today, a certain nerve of the military doctor was obviously a little dull.

"Do you have time after get off work?"

Watson thought about it seriously, he had to pick up Teddy first, then the milk in the refrigerator was gone, and the ingredients for dinner had to be prepared, and Sherlock, I don't know what he wants to eat, this is also One question, if he has enough time, he still wants to go to the furniture market and buy a children's bed for Teddy. Well, the children's sofa also needs to be added. Thinking of these military doctors, he will start to sigh.

"Busy?" The woman bit her lip and asked.

"Sorry, I have to go and pick Teddy home." Watson was stunned for a moment, and replied with a distracted mind, subconsciously not saying what he still needed to do, that sounded like a woman.

"Well, next time." Sarah smiled and didn't mind, but she was a little regretful. Although she likes children very much, she is also a woman, and she always minds that she is not the first in the heart of the man she likes. Life is very good, but she came a little late, she doesn't want to compete with a little boy for her lover's time in the future.

But the dull military doctor is still caught in the vortex of child support and housework, unaware that the happiness he has obtained has been shut out by himself.

Today, all the police officers of Scotland Yard looked at Sherlock with unexpected eyes. Lestrade took the lead in breaking the deadlock and asked, "Sherlock, you look happy?"

"I've always been like this. If you want to say that it's wrong to be excited when a homicide occurs, then forget it. It's not the first day you know me." Sherlock replied while examining the body. Mr. Inspector's eyes widened directly. This guy actually answered his own question while examining the corpse, and he still used such a normal and non-contemptuous tone. God, is this guy really Sherlock Holmes?

Donovan on the side has already started to whisper to Anderson.

"Did you see, the freak is very abnormal today, even weirder than usual."

"Maybe he's planning some kind of conspiracy." Anderson narrowed his eyes slightly, and made such a conclusion after looking at Sherlock.

Sherlock took off his gloves and stood up, rolled his eyes at the two people, and didn't even bother to send them contemptuous glances.

"Suicide, boring."

Throwing down such a sentence, the consulting detective directly left the place defined by the Scottish police as a crime scene.

The BlackBerry in his pocket rang, Sherlock took it out and took a look, with a curved mouth.

"I'm going to make braised beef for dinner."

"can."

"I'm not asking for your opinion!"

"I'm just giving my answer."

A moment later, the phone rang again, and Sherlock knew with just one glance that his medic had compromised.

"I will buy milk when I go back, and there is no more in the refrigerator."

Watson put away his phone, took off his uniform and greeted his colleagues, and left the clinic. He needed to pick Teddy home. If he was late, he was afraid that the child would think about it. Although he had always been very mature and sensible, But Watson knew how sensitive he was.

When I arrived at the school by taxi, Little Teddy was already waiting at the gate, and there were a few children beside him, um, all girls.

"Daddy!" Teddy, who was still talking to his classmates, detected Watson's position like a radar the moment Watson stepped out of the taxi. He saw Watson in the crowd and trotted over to him. hug, kissed affectionately.

"is it going well?"

"great!"

Watson kissed the tip of the boy's nose and smiled, his heart that had been hanging for a day finally fell to the ground.

"Hello, Mr. Holmes." The girls gathered around, all looking at Watson with shining eyes.

"I'm not Sherlock Holmes, I'm John, John Watson, his father's roommate, and Teddy also calls me Daddy." Watson explained, feeling guilty looking at these pure eyes.

"Oh, so that's the case. Then hello, Mr. Watson." The little girls didn't mind blinking, and their smiles were as beautiful as flowers.

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