[Sherlock Holmes] The Rose and the Thorn

Miss Morstan is a refined woman, and that must be excluded when she asks the author for a manuscript.Generally speaking, Claire likes this person very much. Although she is only two years older than herself and has many differences in life, there are still many topics to talk about between them.

Perhaps in essence, the two have similar values, which will lead to such a combination of similar interests.

That's why Claire immediately paid attention to her affection for her brother not long ago.

The reason why Victor has not married until now is indeed a big reason with herself, so in a sense, she also has a subtle sense of guilt towards her brother.When she knew that the friend she admired had a good impression of Victor, she began to actively match the two.

Victor has never been short of admirers, and Claire knows this very well. Since she was sensible, Victor has been sought after by many girls.There will always be women close to him naturally, but he always keeps a distance from them.In Claire's impression, Victor only had one girlfriend.Speaking of which, she might not even be his nominal girlfriend. Claire only remembered that the girl moved to their neighborhood in the summer, and she was a distant relative of their neighbor.Her name was Rose, and she had snow white skin and red lips like an English rose.Her golden-brown pupils were like the sun about to set on the horizon, shining and sad at the same time.

Claire was very impressed with this blond girl, she was always a little uncomfortable after coming here from the city, and this unaccustomed coupled with her own closed personality, became incompatible with everyone and the scene here.Every evening, Claire could see her sitting on a wooden chair by the side of a farm full of haystacks under the setting sun, holding a book and quietly flipping through the pages.

Claire is not a person who will take the initiative to make friends. Although she is always generous, she just watches from a distance when facing a person with such a personality who has no communication with her.Until one day, she found Victor sitting next to the girl, against the setting sun, the two of them looked like an oil painting.

That was when she was thirteen or fourteen, Victor was about fifteen or sixteen, and Rose was about that age.The golden shattered hair falling from her temples was barely visible under the bright sunlight, and her face, Claire still thinks about it, still has some dreamy feeling.

Maybe it was that day that Claire had the idea to take a serious look at Rose, to see what kind of girl Victor accidentally fell in love with.

Later, she had two or three positive encounters with Rose, and she didn't like her sensitive attitude very much, but it wasn't repulsive either.When she saw Rose, she couldn't help feeling some sympathy.She looked extremely cold, as if she could be blown by the wind, her face was unhealthy white, maybe anemia - at least that's how she felt at that time, her eyes always had a little dodge, I don't know where to put it properly.At that time, Claire only talked to her briefly out of politeness, but more often than not, she also found that Rose would only talk to Victor.

Victor is not very good at talking about Rose with Claire, but Claire knows that he really likes this girl.They sat in the sunset every day, and Rose would only look so generous and smile so happily when talking with Victor. Every time at this time, the vague uneasiness in Claire's heart would slowly arise.

Maybe it's a woman's sixth sense, and this uneasiness really comes true not long after.

Rose's pale face was due to a lung disease she suffered from very early on, and Rose died in the winter of that year.

Claire had never seen Victor's distraught appearance. Even though his attitude towards people remained the same, the time spent in a daze had become longer, and he would always go back to the room early at night, only to hear sighs coming from the room.Claire understood that Victor was moved for the first time in more than ten years, but unfortunately, the fate was too shallow. Maybe he had expected Rose's departure a long time ago, but it was precisely because he couldn't make this happen spontaneously. He will only sink in if his mood is cut off.

If there is no consolation, he will return to normal after spring, but Clare knows that there will always be such a small lump in his heart.So many times, Claire hoped that there would be a healthy and good girl who could go to the end with him, but since then, he didn't seem to have this kind of thought anymore, instead, he put all his thoughts on himself.

Claire can always see a sense of mission from Victor, obviously she has never asked him for anything, but he is always taking care of various things for himself with a kind of selflessness.

That's why Clare, with such guilt, hoped so fervently for Morstan to be with him this time.In the letter she sent him, she was very sincere, but Victor's reply was simple and absent-minded.Sometimes Claire also wonders, what kind of ending Victor is hoping for, and what is his plan for his life?

But Morstan's heart for Victor at that time gradually weakened due to the elongation of time and space.Claire understands that women in this era have been liberated to a certain extent, but the system still regards imprisonment as a major trend.In this big trend, you can't expect any woman to stick to her feelings to the end, so Morstan began to accept the days when Victor didn't respond, and then slowly began to accept Watson's various kindness and hospitality.

Claire has to say that Watson is indeed a master of personal feelings, and he is definitely on the same level as Sherlock Holmes.At least this time, when Morstan stood in front of the living room door of her house, the kind of comforting eyes were not only cast on himself, but even Watson was included in it.

"Sit down, please." Holmes seemed surprised by her sudden remark, and paused for a second before he uttered this most common phrase when receiving people.He straightened his suit, then made a "please" gesture to Morstan.

"You... have you encountered any difficult things?" Watson was obviously infected by her worried expression, and he even reacted faster than Claire.He moved an armchair and sat beside her.Morstan still frowned slightly:

"I know your name from dear Cherie...that is, Claire, and I also know that your intelligence and skills are indeed very suitable for your name. And the story of the "Scarlet Analysis" in the last issue really made me understand you So I think it's most appropriate to find you for this matter."

Holmes nodded when he heard that. His expression was obviously a little smug. Anyone would be happy to be affirmed by the other party, let alone him who has always been conceited.But he was still restrained and decent. He leaned on the back of the chair, crossed his legs and listened carefully to Morstan's continuation:

"That's right, this matter probably involves my life." Morstan didn't continue to compliment her, and she hurriedly talked about her troubles.

Even Claire had never heard of her life, so this time, when she revealed her father's identity as a captain, she couldn't help but be surprised.

"But I went to boarding school since I was a child, so I hardly saw my father. When I left at the age of 17, my father sent me a telegram. I still remember his kind words in the telegram, but when I When I went to meet him according to the address in the telegram, I didn’t see him.”

"Eh? Isn't your father there?" Watson listened very carefully, so he hurriedly asked her.

"No," she turned her head to look at Watson, "Father has been missing since then, and it has been ten years." Morstan seemed calm when he said this, maybe ten years has already passed Calm her down, but then comes the weirdest part of the story.

She said that since then, she has received a precious pearl every year, but there is no mention of the reason for sending it, who sent it and the address.Morstan had no way of knowing the real reason why the pearls appeared, so she kept the six pearls she received with her forever.As she spoke, she took out one of them and showed it to Holmes and the others:

"Look for yourselves, it's really dazzling, and according to expert appraisal, it's really priceless." The pearl on Morstan's palm shone with elegant white light against the sunlight outside the window, looking very beautiful.

"Any other strange things?" After Holmes asked, Morstan handed him a letter:

"Yes, just today." After Holmes took the letter, the man flattened the folded letter, and the contents of the letter appeared before his eyes.The detective glanced at it, then raised his head again:

"He wants us to go to the Lyceum at seven o'clock tonight?"

"Yes." Morstan nodded.

"You also said that you are a 'wronged woman'. That's really interesting." After Holmes finished speaking, he handed the letter to Claire, who in turn handed it to Watson after reading it.

"I think you are the only one who can help me." Morstan's frowning brows did not relax today.

"Don't worry, I will definitely help you." Holmes crossed his hands, "It's just that the letter said that you can only 'bring two friends', besides me, which of these two are you going to let accompany you? "

Holmes smiled faintly. In fact, it was a bit unkind to show such an expression at this time, but Morstan didn't have time to entangle him with this kind of question, because the question Holmes raised was really worth her to think about.The woman's eyes swiveled between Claire and Watson, until Claire noticed Watson's full expectation, she raised the corners of her lips:

"Mostan, I advise you to choose Watson."

"Huh?" Watson and Morstan asked rhetorically at the same time.

"Knowing that he is a doctor and a man, I am not in favor of Holmes taking two women on an adventure."

"...This is true." Morstan said lightly.

"I believe Watson will try his best to protect and comfort you, and this choice is also responsible to Mr. Holmes." She explained seriously, and when it came to detectives, she naturally turned her head back.

Originally intending to return a sparse and ordinary eye contact, Claire was surprised to find that Holmes was staring at her with a complex look of surprise, admiration, comfort and unwillingness.

And this made her seem to have some vague emotions.

The author has something to say: Victor's first love was written so that I was not very good at all... And then the glimpse at the end... Laofu, do you feel that Claire is thinking of you or is it a pity that he can't accompany you! 【cough

PS: The state is not very good recently, and the work is too tight, so the update is a bit slow, sorry!

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