[Comprehensive] Aunt sweeping the floor

So at the end of this topic, Catherine said: "Maybe I will visit Mr. Nolan's grave one day." It is still 'Mr. Nolan'—at least Catherine can't call that man his father calmly at this time.

"So...you came to me today for this one thing? Or do you have any other good news to tell me?"

"If you have to tell me some good news..." Catherine's eyes wandered to Mycroft's hand.He seemed to have lost weight successfully. His hands, which looked a little fleshy before, were now slender and powerful. The indoor work did not get much sunlight, which made Mycroft's hands gilded with a layer of warm jade color.

"Maybe you should control Sherlock's recent dynamics. I doubt he is going to develop a relationship with Irene." Catherine forced herself to continue talking instead of staring at Mycroft's suit or any detail on him. ··damn it!This man is really handsome!

—if he wasn't Mycroft Holmes.

"I think you also know that as an elder brother, I can't control his emotional life very much."

"But if you blindly count on the military doctor...with all due respect, the situation this time is different from all your previous experience data. I'm not at all optimistic that Sherlock can come out of Adler intact!"

—Unfortunately it was Mycroft.If the high-IQ romance between Sherlock and Irene was a disaster and had been met beforehand, Catherine shouldn't let anything happen between herself and Mycroft.

That's right!

She—Katherine Nolan.An orphan just three months after his birthday, a student at Oxford University with both abilities and magic, a famous lordleft in France, and a sweeping 'aunt' who still works on the streets of England.

Catherine fell in love with a Sherlock Holmes.The British government controls everything, hates field work, has a troublesome but highly intelligent younger brother, has a lot of work to deal with every day, has a high position and authority, and likes three-piece suits.

There is nothing wrong with this, and there is no need to deny it.

In Catherine's imaginary future... If there is a day when they let go of this industry, Catherine predicts that she will probably die alone.

Just assume that my future is not pessimistic. After all, after experiencing so many colorful lives, it is impossible to find a good man after washing my hands.Sometimes you have to self-examine. Catherine admits that she has inherited Victoria's restless bone marrow. She is unwilling to stay silent in one place for too long, and firmly believes that only herself is worthy of trust.

So the best ending should be to find a bustling city and live a life of solitude.Enjoy your own life and shut others out. ···The premise is that no one asks her to do the finishing work.

In this pre-thought best ending, there is no such person as Mycroft.

"Is this your opinion?"

——Mycroft's words brought Catherine back to reality.After this short fugue, Catherine even felt that the future she had set before was a little sloppy and sad.

But the red line of reason is still flickering, warning Catherine that any girlish heart is the beginning of eternal doom.

"Indeed. In addition, I have accepted the matter you entrusted to me last time. I will follow up with Irene Adler to ensure that the information in her hand will not cause any damage to your work... Remember before you Promise me."

Catherine touched her handbag, although she and Snape's portrait did not have any deep understanding of each other.But at this time, knowing that there is a third person around is somewhat a relief.

"First good news of the day?"

"The second good news is... just now, I decided to settle in London."

It is settled, not temporary.

Just like what Catherine has been emphasizing before.Catherine said she had been living in France until she was called to London by her adoptive father.Catherine has always been a passer-by in London, like a wintering bird, one day she will return to her familiar place, or she will die on the way there.

Although the bad things in France are not worthy of nostalgia, Catherine still tries to find a reason to stay in this land where the sun never sets.

Catherine had thought it was William, but it turned out not to be.

And now—the wrong time, the wrong person, the wrong place...that person appeared.

"You'll love it here."

It's over.There was a stifled silence in the room for a while.Mycroft didn't ask Catherine Snape because he knew it, and he didn't ask why Catherine was staring at him abnormally today, because he knew it too.

In fact, from the first second Catherine entered the door, Mycroft knew about Catherine's problems earlier than Catherine.

——Love at the wrong time is the beginning of failure.

It was rare for Mr. Holmes to be merciful to give Catherine some leeway, instead of being squeezed out of all the use value from this young girl in the first place.

"Then I'll take my leave." Catherine stood up, and the aftermath of the turmoil of the previous magic made her sway uncontrollably.She quickly stood up, grabbed the bag of the canvas bag, carried the bag and was ready to leave.

"Catherine."

"What?" Catherine turned her head back as if she had been electrocuted. She looked at Mycroft in shock. His brain, which was one step ahead, had evolved all kinds of terrifying possibilities... There are all kinds of endings, but there is only one lacking. a ding.

"Bring these photos. I think you'll need them." Mycroft tweeted the promised photo, which was still on the table.The papers were scattered and separated, and Victoria in the photos was posing in unsightly poses frame by frame—blurry but conspicuous enough.

Catherine lowered her eyes.Her long hair fell down a little behind her, making her face a little blurry.

"Hmm...these?" She sneered.The previous ambiguous emotions disappeared without a trace because of this document.Victoria is a lifelong enemy to Catherine, and her existence can completely suppress all romantic fantasies.

Catherine picked up the paper from the table silently, she was still so angry that she failed to buckle the last thin A4 paper from the table several times.

"*!" Catherine cursed, she grabbed the table vigorously, and finally picked up the last piece of paper.A large wrinkle was caught at the edge of the paper.Catherine didn't care about that at all, after all, Victoria's indecent photos had made her feel like throwing up.

After getting the documents, Catherine didn't say goodbye again.She left the Diogenes Club without looking back, away from the man who was becoming more and more dangerous to her.

"You need to calm down. Otherwise, I don't think those theories of yours will be realized one day." Snape in the rucksack made a voice.

Although you can't see what's going on outside.But Catherine just stopped after going out.Catherine leaned against the wall, lit the fire, and smoked.The sound of the lighter was caught by Snape, who had to frown to interrupt Catherine's emotional expression.

"There is nothing in between." Catherine scratched her hair.The flickering light and smell of cigarette smoke permeated her.In this land where the smoking ban has been implemented, Catherine ignores the rules.She tried her best to soften her tone, and after a while, she said apologetically, "I'm sorry... Maybe I should control my emotions again."

"Speaking of which? I acted just now... a nympho?" After Catherine finished asking, she suddenly realized a very important question, and she immediately apologized: "Sorry, I forgot that you didn't see what happened just now. "

"But it doesn't stop me from guessing, Nolan. What do you think of your dead professor's portrait? A mentor or a life mentor? I don't think I'm interested in taking up those part-time jobs. Maybe I have to thank Merlin for interrupting the guy who let the dead rest in peace!"

Snape spoke very fast, and his voice became louder and louder, which made Catherine have to turn on the phone and pretend to be on a video call, otherwise passers-by would be overwhelmed by the sight of psychopaths— —By the way, the stills of Allen playing Snape on Catherine's mobile phone desktop, this is indeed an audio call in a sense.

"It's not..."

"I can tell you clearly that you looked so stupid before. Just listen to the voice...you are no different from those trolls who drank the homemade love potion. Ah! That's right! I even forgot your current appearance The level is only up to the third grade. Then Miss Catherine Maiden Nolan. I assume you have made a choice between work and love?"

Snape's words were very harsh.Although she was used to the tone that belonged exclusively to the Potions Professor, when Catherine was reprimanded like this face to face, she could somewhat understand the savior's feeling that life was worse than death.

And another by-product of this cursing is the refreshment after being enlightened.

Severus Snape's choice of words and sentences is unmatched.His words marked a clear path for Catherine.

Catherine looked at the paper she was still holding.Victoria did so many stupid things when she was young, but her decision-making on big issues has always been clear enough, which is the key to her current status.

This is something Catherine needs to learn.

"Sorry, Professor. I think it's just the hormones of puberty. I can control my emotions...and, if there is a choice, career is always the most important thing."

After Catherine finished speaking, she threw the document in her hand into the trash can by the side of the road, and strode forward.