New York is a Shura field [Comprehensive British and American]

Just when you were still in a daze, there was a look of triumph on his face.

But this look came and went quickly, and after only a few seconds, the sly look at the corner of his mouth quickly faded away, leaving a bit of just right vulnerability.

Your thoughts were still immersed in the words he just said, before you could fully react, he suddenly hugged you, leaving you no room to retreat.

you:? ? ?

The two of you were almost sitting face to face just now, and you never noticed the sly look flashing across his face——

You don't seem to have much time to think about it now.

It wasn't until your face touched the cool skin at his collarbone that you realized that he hadn't put on his hospital gown seriously.The two or three buttons near the neck aren't buttoned properly either, but you didn't really notice that until now.

You don't care about details.

So when you start to care, what you feel will come double.

It's not enough to just hug him - he tightened his arms with such a thought, this time the force was so strong that you couldn't break free no matter what.

Of course, in fact, at every moment of his actions, he never considered failure.

What kind of hug is a hug that can be easily broken away?

Your forehead is on the shoulder of the other person, and the skin that you see may be whiter because it has been covered by clothes.At the same time, you can also smell the light pheromones on the other person.

It smells like snow, pure and cold - you are quite familiar with his pheromone smell.After all, as long as you think about what happened before, even if you pretend that you don't remember, those ambiguous memories will float out from the depths of your brain.

Want to forget can not forget.

He gave you a lot, beyond your imagination.

After trying to break free, you can only surrender.And you find that you don't seem to reject this hug.

Sherlock doesn't seem to have any other goals - at least for now, he just wants to be close to you.It's like a traveler in the ice and snow will instinctively yearn for a clump of flames.

Like you, he certainly smells your pheromones.

Just like when we met for the first time, the sweet pheromone that belongs to you can still arouse his attention very well.Whether he wants it or not, as long as the concentration increases a little, the string called "reason" in his heart will suddenly collapse.

In the beginning, he was indifferent to you, just because he didn't want his always clear mind to be disturbed by you who seemed so ordinary.

Ordinary—everyone but him is ordinary.

But you, who always disturb his thoughts, always have an expression of ignorance on your face, as if all the sufferings he has suffered have nothing to do with you.

But now... he's changed, and he's happy to be near you.

This matter does not conform to his cognition.But he soon discovered that your very existence subverts all cognition.

How can there be any omega that cannot be marked in this world?

Your very existence is a small mistake made by the Creator.In other words, it was a miracle.

Now he doesn't want to think about it so much, so he just closes his eyes and savors the feeling of hugging you.

He hasn't done this in a long time.

"Did you see you in my eyes?"

That's all you're thinking about right now—that's what he said.

At that time, you obediently followed what he said, looked at him half-believingly, and bumped into his eyes.

What you see is a piece of sincerity.

Obviously reason tells you that you shouldn't take anything he said seriously, but let alone your heart, your whole body is constantly sinking.

Your hand, which had nowhere to rest, finally moved.

But you find that you seem to be touching the wrong one.Originally, you just wanted to withdraw your hand and change the position...for example, put it on the back of his waist or something.Unexpectedly, your hand got into the hem of the other's waist at some point, and what you are touching now is his... body.

This realization greatly stimulates you.

You find that there is no trace of fat on the waist of the other party, and it looks easy to touch...

What did you think, your face burned.

Although it does not seem to be the first time I have touched it, the freshness seems to be the first time every time.

You are a little hesitant to move your hand again and move your position.After all, touching his waist was not your intention.

It's good now, it makes you seem to be taking advantage of it.

You take a deep breath, think twice and decide to shift the position where you put your hands, so as not to let him misunderstand.

Just when you are about to execute this idea, another female voice appears, breaking the tacit silence between you and Sherlock.

"Sorry to bother you." The strange woman's voice seemed a little noisy in the quiet atmosphere at this moment. You heard her exclaim omg and hurried away, and she forgot to measure it for Sherlock body temperature.

The heat on your face rises, but the thought of moving your palm away just now quietly disappears.Your brain freezes, and the touch in your hand makes you wonder what to do.

Move away or...?

The pheromones you smell silently hold you back, trying to keep you from letting go.

Sherlock's teasing made you even more embarrassed, "I don't mind."

Now it is obvious that he hugged you first, but it makes you look like you really did something to him.

Excessive!

You immediately thought, who said he was incomprehensible?

Wait a minute--

When you walked over, you seemed to see a few strips of scotch tape sticking to the edge of the bed, pasted together tacitly, but it looked like it was used for infusion.

Nothing can stop you this time.

You moved your hand away without hesitation, and touched the cold edge of the bed, and you really touched the slightly hard adhesive tape wrapped together.

And Sherlock rarely noticed your small movements at this time, and even let out a dissatisfied sigh because you suddenly pulled your hand away.

Originally, it was indeed a display of dissatisfaction, but in such a quiet atmosphere, it was a little sexy for no reason.

If it is normal, the degree of your blush must have increased again now.

But all your doubts are now solved by this scotch tape you touched.

No wonder he turned the tempo so fast.

Koko.

"Sherlock." You finally speak, and you hear him answer, as expected.

"Ok?"

Sherlock is in a good mood now, all the previous haze has been swept away, and he is now thinking about what to do next - it is absolutely impossible for him to stay in the hospital peacefully.

"Show me your right hand." There was no extra fluctuation in your tone, and the moment you said this sentence, you found that his movements were stiff and frozen for a moment.

Even if it's only a second or two, it's enough time to deepen your thinking about the conclusions you've deduced.

This guy must have lied to you again.

"No." He answered you briefly, and then hugged you even tighter in a vengeful manner.

If you can see the expression on your face at this time, you will find that it is really very gloomy.

Correspondingly, the rate at which you hear the liquid medicine dripping on the ground becomes more and more frequent.

You hadn't noticed the faint sound of water dripping before.

"Sherlock?" You gritted your teeth, "I'll give you another chance."

When you suddenly discover this bug, there is still a little benefit.

At least you don't have to be polite to Sherlock anymore, anyway, his current favorability will not drop because of your occasional questioning.

He looked so proud before, the type that couldn't be provoked.And now...

Seeing that he still doesn't let go, what did you think of, and said in a deep voice, "If you don't let go, I'm leaving."

It seems that what you said really has some effect on him now. In short, he let you go after being silent for a while, and you were able to distance yourself from him.

The other party lowered his head like a child who has made a mistake—for now, he didn't say a word.

This scene seems familiar.

Your two behaviors are reversed at this moment.You were the one who always bowed his head before him.Because you tried to stay away from him at that time, you were so polite to him.

And now he is trying to keep you—on the surface.He knows that what you say doesn't count, and you won't leave now, but he is letting you go.

Can you imagine?He was trying his best, experiencing this kind of surrender that he had never experienced before.

He seldom considered other people's feelings before, or every time he could think about it, the other party was already dizzy with his anger.

Now, a kind of love that started from his heart and extended to you has impacted his heart.One of the consequences was that this always proud and conceited man began to become gentle and careful.

So on the surface it seems that he initiated all the actions, but in fact you took the initiative.

"You won't leave." He raised his head again, and said the reasons he used to support this conclusion at a very fast speed, "You have not shown any intention of leaving 221b to go to other places, otherwise Hudson My wife has already been talking about it 24 hours a day. You haven't graduated yet, it's close to the school and life is convenient, so you have no reason to leave. Besides, your internship at Osborne Enterprise lasted for half a month."

You noticed an imperceptible awkwardness in his usually calm tone when he said the last sentence.

He doesn't want you to go to some inexplicable company for internship and have dinner with others.As long as he thinks, you don't need to do an internship at all to get what everyone else wants-isn't it easy to work somewhere?I'm sure Mycroft will be more than happy to help you settle this matter.

It doesn't matter if you don't look for Mycroft, anyway, the clinic Watson is working in is bought with his own money.

It doesn't matter if I buy another one for you, he has never had a concept of money.

Detecting cases is his personal hobby, which can run through his life. He is only interested in problems, not money.

You don't have the time to say anything unnecessary to him, you just put your eyes on his right hand.

Sure enough, as you guessed, he pulled out the needle a long time ago, and didn't even think about pressing the pricked place to prevent further bleeding.

He really doesn't care about his physical health.

He obviously noticed your gaze, and then covered it with his other hand to cover it up.

It's all useless.

In the next second, you touched the thin infusion tube and picked it up by the way.

The trajectory of the liquid medicine dripping down the needle can be seen more clearly now.

"Do you have anything to explain?" You asked, raising an eyebrow.

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