My son can't be this cute

Lestrade is 37 years old this year, handsome, owns a house but no car, has a wife, but has decided to divorce, is an ordinary person who works hard every month but is not too prominent, there is nothing too outstanding It's not that he has never been confessed to since he was a child, and it's not that there are no men, but no one has ever dared to pursue him twice, well, although he didn't pay attention the first time.

In the life dictionary of the Scottish police detective, when a woman pursues him, she feels pleasing to the eye and just make do with it. If a man says something, he just punches the bastards and tells those bastards that he is not the one being suppressed. But facing Mycroft, Reis Trade felt as helpless as a 15-year-old kid.

To be honest, he has a good impression of this guy. It can be said that he is very good. Except for the first time he met, he really wanted to greet his fist on his face that always faked a smile. The rest of the time they got along really well. , because Mycroft is actually a very interesting person. Although what he said was full of boring things, his serious official tone and the occasional embarrassment of those officials still made Lestrade laugh out loud. , It’s really not that he has a low laugh, but when he was idle in the police station afterwards, the Scottish police detective repeated it to others and no one thought it was funny, which is simply unbelievable.

"So, it's not a joke?" Lestrade felt that he was not a nagging man, but he had to carefully verify it again.

"Yes, no, I'm very serious." Mycroft said with a smile. Of course he was serious. Mycroft did everything seriously, including enjoying his afternoon tea.

"Can I ask why?" Lestrade couldn't help asking, since when did their pure eating friendship go in such a weird direction, but he himself was completely unaware of it I cheated so much that I didn't correct it in time.

"If I want to be more accurate, it started three days ago." Mycroft glanced at the other party and sighed. He thought he had made it obvious enough, but he still didn't expect that the person he liked didn't feel it at all. It was a failure, it seemed, that his dear Inspector had singled out words that hardly appeared in Mycroft's dictionary and enlarged them, which was really helpless.

"Just because I broke your little black umbrella?" Lestrade asked subconsciously.

"……no."

"Why?" If it wasn't for the little black umbrella, Lestrade would not have understood why Mycroft wanted to get involved with him. He didn't think that the other party really liked him, but Mycroft did. Is that the kind of person who looks at other people?

Mycroft looked at the man's bright but puzzled eyes at the moment and sighed, well, it's a bit hypocritical to say this, because he, Mycroft Holmes, suppressed instinct with perverted rationality A man can't help but feel his heart surge for a man.

That night, after dinner, I don’t know whether it was because the moonlight was too good or the two of them were too bored. As the busy government employees and inspectors in the London neighborhood, they didn’t go back to wash and sleep in the car early. Instead, they walked and chatted under the moonlight. Of course, some distance away, Mycroft's little black car was always on call.

Mycroft is not a person who talks a lot, and of course he never talks a lot. For some reason, he just wants to talk to Mr. Inspector. He was hesitating what he shouldn't have said.

When the Scottish policeman looked at him, his eyes were smiling like a bay of water, and Mycroft almost shook what he shouldn't have said. At this moment, a scream interrupted his thoughts.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, so you can do * or rob. Obviously the gangster also thinks this is a good time. The woman with bright lip gloss looks at the masked gangster in horror. Mycroft seems to tell him that it is not appropriate The screaming is very irrational for a rookie gangster who is shaking like a sieve with a watermelon knife, because he is likely to be frightened and drop the knife to the opponent's toe.

Mycroft was sighing, but found that his vision in front of him was blocked. His dear Mr. Inspector protected the not weak Mycroft behind him. Before he understood, beside him The righteous police detective had already picked up his little black umbrella and rushed up, subduing the unprofessional rookie gangster in two or three strokes. Mycroft, who has been sitting in the office for a long time, said something stupidly and it ended.

"It's not a movie. There are no such fancy things." Lestrade said without raising his head as he stomped the gangster under his feet. His beautiful eyebrows frowned, and he raised his face and looked at Mike apologetically. Roft.

"Sorry, I broke your umbrella."

Moonlight seemed to have changed from a shy girl to an unscrupulous aunt all of a sudden. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the heroic Scottish police detective. His beautiful blue eyes were like liquid in a glass, still flowing lightly. of silvery brilliance.

Well, maybe Mycroft is not a lyrical person, but I have to say that the Scottish police detective is very handsome, otherwise the woman would not be drooling like a standard bone puppy , Mycroft coughed slightly, stepped forward calmly and pushed the woman aside, and smirked at her.

"Ma'am, I think you need to go to the police station and at least make a statement. Do you have time?"

"No problem." The woman, who had spent her make-up but didn't realize it, winked at Lestrade after saving her life, but the other party was still obsessed with him breaking Mycroft's little black umbrella In the entanglement of emotions, the Lestrade family taught, cherish objects, especially those objects that do not belong to you.

"Very good." Mycroft nodded in satisfaction, he took out his mobile phone and made a call, and a high-speed police car arrived soon.

"Come on, ma'am, please come and take a record with us." He greeted his boss, and exchanged glances with his boss's closest concubine, Donovan smiled at the nympho woman with glowing eyes said.

"Okay." She happily agreed, and suddenly found something was wrong after getting in the car, because her hero didn't get in the car.

"Why doesn't the Inspector come over?"

"They're dating outside of working hours, let's drive." Donovan didn't bother to explain, and let the police officer in front of him drive while yawning. When the woman started screaming again, he evacuated the street in time and Cover the other person's mouth with a tissue.

"You've got all the makeup on." It worked so well, and the woman spent the rest of the time saving her face, Donovan rolled his eyes.

The boring people all left, leaving only a man and a man and a small black umbrella, which was broken.

Mycroft originally wanted to continue walking and chatting with his inspector, but he saw the other party raised his face, smiled shyly, and said seriously with his small broken umbrella: "I will give you Buy a new one."

In this world, for Mycroft, I will give you this sentence is his style. No one has ever said that to him when he grows up. Mycroft, what will I give you, Reese Tried was the first, just as he was the first to roll his eyes at Mycroft's bad jokes.

Being a rational being, Mycroft figured he'd had too much hormones and presses that night, or he wouldn't have had the urge to kiss, the damn urge.

Well, there is only one conclusion to explain this kind of explanation beyond rational understanding and beyond Mycroft's abnormally strong desire for control, that is, he is tempted.Mycroft is not a hero, he is the devil, it is good that the devil does not harm others, who would want to save the devil, except Lestrade, who rescued Mycroft in the alley, well, that woman is nothing but By the way, the older Mr. Holmes realized that he was attracted to a man, deeply, Mycroft Holmes took a fancy to this man in front of him, and must get him, this is his latest goal, and finish time Set for a lifetime, from body to mind.

After listening to Mycroft's unadulterated, um, or at least slightly watery memories, Lestrade felt that his mouth must have opened slightly, like a stupid goldfish.

"Greg, so the conclusion is that we can have a little love with the premise of marriage." Mycroft showed a sincere smile.

"Wait." Lestrade closed his mouth and opened it again, making a stop movement, he said with difficulty: "Although I have a good impression of you, it doesn't mean that we can be together. I have never been with a man. talked about love."

"I know, so I'm glad to be the first man to have the honor, and I'm sure I'll be the last." Mycroft raised an eyebrow, his distinctive voice carrying the usual force and confidence.

Lestrade breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Mycroft's slightly unflattering words, because it proved that the other party's skull was not broken. He coughed, looked up at the other party, and suddenly found that The eyes staring at him are a little hot, well, it's not different, it's just that his own thoughts have changed.

"I think you're good at that..."

"Strong, confident?" Mycroft gently interrupted the other party's words, and Lestrade nodded, "Yes, it is undeniable that this is very attractive."

"Thank you." Mycroft smiled, looking a little excited by the compliment.

"But, you know, it's just mutual admiration between men and men. I like women better." Lestrade said with difficulty, he even dared not look into Mycroft's eyes, although the other party couldn't show that frustrated or excited.

"Of course I know you're a straight man, because your eyes occasionally linger on the beautiful waitress just now." Mycroft pointed out slowly. And it turned red. Fortunately, he didn't drink water, otherwise the clean tablecloth would suffer.

Mycroft raised his eyes and stared at each other, of course it would not be affectionate, he is Mycroft's cunning Holmes, the kind of action that can only appear in soap operas is not suitable for two middle-aged men, and the other party Still a straight man who couldn't be straighter.

Use your brains, Scottish police detectives are not so easy to win.Flowers and gifts are of course essential, but they are not the most important. On the basis of not being annoying, the necessary toughness and bait are essential.

"Listen to me quietly, Greg, I have the perfect reason why we should be together."

Lestrade looked dumbly at the man in front of him. He suspected that the world was really going to be destroyed. Why did McCree and Mycroft be so obsessed with him? If it was because of his ability to save people that night, it would be wrong Ah, firstly, he didn't save this government official to save the United States, and secondly, he can be sure that he is not the only one with good skills in London, and Mycroft has a bunch of them around him.

Mycroft crossed his long legs leisurely, looked at Lestrade with a slightly raised eyebrow and an expression of confidence and total mastery.

"First of all, I know you as well as I know myself."

"But I don't know you. Although I don't know much about love, I understand one thing from my last marriage. Mutual understanding is the necessary foundation." Lestrade retorted slightly, there was nothing The reason was that he subconsciously couldn't get used to the disgusting look of the other party who controlled everything. Compared with Mycroft like this, Lestrade would miss the silver-gray guy who would ask himself if he was a little bit coy.

Mycroft smiled, and nodded, "Yes, it's important, so since you and I are only in our 30s, we still have decades to get to know each other."

Lestrade was choked, he pursed his lips and continued to listen, his blue eyes looked at the other seriously, making Mycroft sigh in his heart, it was this kind of wholehearted gaze that he had longed for all this time Well, the Sherlock Holmes men are born to be watched, and they want only the brightest-eyed one in the crowd.

"Just now you mentioned your marriage, I don't know what you think, but I got some of the most valuable little knowledge, such as never marry an ordinary woman, even if she is very beautiful, because they need our kind People usually can't afford it, at least they can't do it often at home." Mycroft said in a faint voice, he hesitated once when he was young, but quickly dismissed these thoughts, Because compared to the warm but trivial family life, career can make him feel that he is really alive.He was ambitious, climbed up step by step, danced in the officialdom wearing a mask, and finally approached his goal, almost said to be fully realized, but Mycroft felt a little panicked.

That's right, even though he holds a lot of power and can look down on almost everyone, such a self will also be terrified.Sherlock was plagued by drug addiction in his early twenties, and he forced him to quit drugs. The kid yelled at himself hysterically, saying that he could exchange anything, as long as it was for his ambition.These words hurt Mycroft a little, no, very hurt. For the first time, he realized that he had neglected too many things in order to achieve his goal, including his favorite brother, Lestrade, who happened to appear at that time.

He had never met this man in private, and when Sherlock was soothed by this gentle man, he began to understand something and tried to make it up to his brother, but it seemed that what was missed was what was missed, and Sherlock never really I hated him, but I no longer depended on him like when I was a child. He grew up, and when he ignored him, he gave up on himself and then came back to life, and began to leave his wings to find what he wanted. Find someone who praises him, identifies with him, and fights alongside him.

"Yes, you are right." Lestrade said in a helpless voice, no one is wrong in this marriage, but it seems that everyone is wrong, but the biggest mistake can only be that they are not suitable for each other, He couldn't give the other party the ordinary dependence he wanted, and she couldn't give herself the listening and approval she wanted.

Mycroft stared at the man in front of him with tender eyes, yes, it was this man who broke into his life when he was in the most danger and saved everything about him, he put his most precious Two things have been given to each other, one is to take care of Sherlock's trust, and the other is his fragility. The former belongs to John Watson now, and the latter will belong to Greg Lestrade for a long time.

Sensing Mycroft's unusual gaze, Lestrade looked away uncomfortably, and said dryly, "You, you continue."

"Okay." Mycroft smiled. He restrained his gaze, folded his hands into a tower shape, and soon replaced it with a sincere smile. He was exactly like the other young Holmes, the younger brother of the two brothers. Same as hell, except the other one doesn't smile easily.

"We are all doing things for the country. You are a warrior with a gun, and I am a clerk with a pen. Our occupations determine that two people cannot be together every day. You can cook, and I am very good at desserts, oh no Ask me why I know, I'll explain to you later, that doesn't matter now, let's move on."

Mycroft smiled, and the lines at the corners of his eyes naturally stretched out, "I'm a man, I have more courage than a woman, I don't complain every day why you can't come back to have dinner with me, and I don't remember all the things in the world. Every festival needs gifts and celebrations. You have a fixed house, and I have a fairly generous deposit. After we get married, we will redecorate. You don’t have to take too much care of me. When you have missions in the police station, Do it at ease, I will always support you, in summary, the chance of us getting tired of each other is only 30.00%, and I am sure I will not get tired of you, so the probability of divorce after marriage is only [-]%, it may be because of you Other than the result of my accumulated dissatisfaction with a sweet tooth too much for dinner, I'm sure we'll live happily ever after."

Lestrade's eyes widened a little, because of Mycroft's bloody confidence, but that was damn cool, and the barrage of hypotheses and analyses, was all too tempting.Scottish detectives hate granny, sloppy, and Mycroft's mouth that's always strong because it's so fucking sexy.

"So, your answer." Mycroft kicked the ball to the detective, and took a sip of his coffee gracefully, not worried at all. Of course, unless Mycroft was blind, he wouldn't Lestrade's shining and longing eyes could not be seen.

Lestrade almost agreed, but even shook his head to stop himself, he bit his lips, looked up at the other party, and asked hesitantly: "But it sounds like I'm taking advantage of you, you are at a disadvantage .”

"Oh no, please don't think that way, Greg, I just love you for that." Mycroft said softly with the corners of his lips curled up. He is a devil and a vampire. Who would obediently put his neck in front of a vampire? He foolishly asks if you are full, and Greg is that silly human being, so as a devil, selfish and domineering Sherlock Holmes, naturally he can't put this silly creature in the crowd to be abused by others. Snooped out, a marriage certificate, abducted back to his castle is serious.

With that look again, Lestrade raised his hand subconsciously and touched his cheek. He looked at the other person, moved his eyelashes, and said slowly: "So, let's try?"

"If you like the word trial, then please allow me to make it a lifetime of probation." Mycroft said with a smile. There was a special charm in his smile, and the handsome Mr. Inspector had to be honest Said it appealed to him, but he grinned and said defiantly.

"Don't be so confident."

Mycroft raised his eyebrows. It was rare that he did not refute. He picked up the red wine on the side and made a gesture of toasting. The glasses collided lightly. In the candlelight, the rose-red liquid looked like blooming flowers.

"So tonight, your home and my home?"

"Ahem cough cough..." Once again, the Scottish police detective sprayed out the red wine, and he stood up awkwardly to let the beautiful waiter wipe it off. This time, he didn't look at the other party, but stared at the man in front of him.

"I'm not divorced yet, that's wrong!"

"Well, I didn't know you were such a traditional man, and I got to know you a little better in the first minute of our relationship," Mycroft said teasingly, and Lestrade blushed violently.

"To shut up!"

In a place far away from London, in a bar, a drunken woman took out her mobile phone and took a look, and found a photo from the album. A very cute baby was sleeping peacefully in the crib, white and tender with gold His hair makes him look as cute as an angel.

In the second photo, a little girl poked the other person's cheek with her finger, and the baby was still sleeping peacefully.

In the photo of Chapter 3, the baby has woken up, the big red eyes look like he is crying very sad, and there is a tooth mark with saliva on his tender face.

"Tomorrow...I'll go see you...my dear..." Before the last three words were uttered, the woman was already dead drunk.