Sherlock Holmes is a Big Brother [Comprehensive British and American]

I'm Molly Amber, a medical examiner at Barts Hospital.

I have secretly liked Sherlock for a long time, but only secretly.

Sherlock Holmes is a geek, he always screams inexplicably, and sometimes even exposes scars, but I still like him very, very much.He is cute and earnest like a child.

I understand that in this kind of one-way secret love, girls always have no advantage.I try to let go, but something inside keeps asking me: Are you willing, Molly Amber?

Of course I am not reconciled, but in this case, all I can do is watch Sherlock silently, and hope that the long-term company can impress him, or that the passage of time can wear away my original love.

The god of fate is always very strange. At some point, she arranged Jim by my side.Jim is a shy boy, he may have ordinary looks, but he is a very gentle person (at least gentler than Sherlock).He said he has a younger sister, whom I have also met, who is a lovely girl.

He doesn't have Sherlock's bright brain, but his kindness touches my heart.

"Sister Amber, this is for you." Christina, Jim's younger sister, handed me a gift box.I put it treasured on the bookshelf and carefully untied the baby pink bow ribbon on it.

It was a very lifelike doll, with a small face, dark brown curly hair, and slightly pouty lips, rosy and delicate, no different from a real person.

"His name is Molly!" Christina rubbed the doll she had been holding in her arms, and ran excitedly to the door where Jim stood.

Jim leaned sideways on the door frame and winked at me.

"Good morning, Molly." Jim hugged Christina, kissed her on the forehead, and looked at me affectionately.I suspected that my face was burning red, so I hastily returned a greeting, then lowered my head, not daring to look directly into his eyes.

His eyes are very deep, and sometimes I suspect that it is my illusion that I read the emotion called danger in his eyes.

"Brother Jim, I'm leaving first." Christina smoothed her curly hair (although it was nothing different), and said goodbye to us, "Brother Tony has something wrong with him, I have to deal with it. "

"Annoying Stank." Jim gritted his teeth, his brown almond eyes deepening.He is now wearing a sweater and casual trousers, and he clenches his hands hanging on his thighs tightly, with a faint red color on his palms. "Bon voyage, Reece." Sunshine's voice suddenly became deep and hoarse, but it turned out to be very sexy.

Christina waved to us and ran off.

"Jim.." I said, waking Jim who was distracted.

His eyes are really creepy now, Jim has his hands in his pockets, but his temperament is reserved and elegant, full of the beauty of an English gentleman.And I couldn't help shivering. At this time, he had a kind of madness that was naturally revealed - that was the breath of a born king.The sound of the phone vibrating suddenly sounded, I clicked on the screen, and it was a text message from Sherlock.

Go to Baker Street, atonce.—SH

"Sorry, Sherlock has something to do with me." I looked at Jim apologetically, but he didn't respond, just nodded slightly, giving the impression of a superior.I frowned suspiciously.

"Christina·Ho..." Once, I heard Jim whispering this sentence.

For a split second I thought it was Holmes, but quickly denied it.

Sherlock doesn't have a sister, and he doesn't even want to admit it to his brother.

"Sherlock, this is Jim." I walked into the laboratory with Jim, saw Sherlock, including John of course, and I introduced my boyfriend to him. "He's upstairs in IT..."

"Gay." Sherlock glanced at him and continued to move, but John hesitated to speak.

"What?" I frowned, looking at Sherlock puzzled.Jim stepped forward awkwardly, with a flattering smile on his face, "Hi, are you Sherlock? Jasmine often mentions you to me."

"It's nothing, I mean...hi." Sherlock added, manipulating the microscope, but ignored Jim.Jim also looked very helpless, he shook his head at me, his eyes under the eyelids showed a sense of grievance.

"Sorry, sorry!" Jim accidentally knocked off Sherlock's test tube, Sherlock looked back at him, and quickly looked away.

"I'd better go first." He patted my shoulder.

"See you at the Fox Theater, Jasmine." He said goodbye to me, but there was nothing wrong with it, after all, not everyone can stand Sherlock's indifference.

When he was gone, I looked at Sherlock angrily.

"Who you say is gay, we're dating, Sherlock!"

He began to use his powerful observation and reasoning skills. John turned his head and wanted to help Jim say a few words, but he was quickly refuted back.Sherlock said that Jim was wearing gay brand underwear and left him his mobile phone number, which was placed under the plate.

I stood there in a daze, at a loss.

"He..." Sherlock added.

"Enough, Sherlock!" I bluntly suppressed the tears that had reached the corners of my eyes, and slammed the door to leave.

"I'm not wrong..." Sherlock muttered.

I've seen the devil to love him!

I also like Jim only after seeing a ghost!

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