The Witch of Baker Street

For the first time, Barton felt that he was a coward, unlike what he thought and others thought, he didn't even have the courage to look into Mo Han's eyes.

He lowered his head, his hands were still tightly clutching his sleeves, looking at those thin hands, his heart seemed to be pulled into a ball by her.

"I..."

After waiting for a long time, Barton uttered a word lightly, but then paused, his eyes slowly turned up to meet Mo Han's gaze.

Mo Han's mood was also very complicated, she didn't expect that she actually asked the question.At this moment, she was a little bit looking forward to and a little bit worried. With the mixture of the two emotions, she could only quietly wait for Button's next words.

"I..."

Barton closed his eyes, let out a deep breath, and looked into Mo Han's eyes as if he had made up his mind.When Mo Han almost felt like his heart was about to jump out, he suddenly heard a clear and calm sentence.

"Let's go back."

"What... what?"

Mo Han thought she heard it wrong, so she forced a smile and met Barton's eyes.Button turned his eyes away again, and this time he even turned around.

"I said, let's go back."

Mo Han heard it very clearly, every word seemed to be nailed to her heart clearly.

"Oh."

The emotionless words drifted into Barton's ears, but he still restrained himself not to look back.He clenched his fists tightly, trying hard to restrain his back so as not to show any flaws.Having been an agent for so many years, most of the time he was playing other roles. This is the first time he felt how difficult acting is.

Mo Han lowered his head silently, it seemed that he was thinking too much.But also, she has always been the one who thinks too much, she used to be, and she still is.She thought she could get out of the lost forest, but it turned out that she was just wishing.

Laughing at himself, Mo Han unsteadily stood up from the chair, then unsteadily brushed past Barton, and walked straight to the door.

"Then... let's go back."

Mo Han didn't know how she got back to Baker Street, because as soon as she got out of the store and the cold wind blew, she felt that her mind was getting dizzy, and even the neon lights in front of her were still doubled.Shaking his head vigorously, Mo Han only felt that his body softened and he fell unconscious.

When she woke up again, she was in a room with heavy curtains drawn, and she didn't know what time it was.Mo Han glanced at the digital clock on the table, it was two o'clock in the afternoon.

Two o'clock in the afternoon? !

"My God, I have to go to work today! Lucy will kill me!"

Mo Han hurriedly wanted to get up, but the pain in her head made her cry out, holding her temple with one hand, her body had already fallen back on the bed.

"Oh, shit, my brain hurts." Mo Han supported his head and knocked hard twice, but the pain remained.What's even more frightening is that she can't remember why her head hurts so much.

"Did...was attacked again?"

This thought made Mo Han tremble all over, he immediately got up and scanned the surrounding things.Although the room is not bright, you can still see something.Messy bookshelves, messy desks, messy carpets, messy beds.

"Oh shit, this is my own room."

Mo Han heaved a sigh of relief when he came to the conclusion. Finally, he wasn't kidnapped and sent to the United States or something, so it's fine if he doesn't feel ashamed.

Mo Han, whose vigilance was relaxed, fell back on his bed like a dead body, but accidentally bumped into the headpost of the bed. With a bang, pig-killing howls resounded throughout the apartment.

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Watson is now really speechless to this nominal sister, the actual sister-in-law.It's fine if you get drunk and fall to the ground and hit your head, but she's restless when she's sleeping on the bed, and knocked out another bag for you.This is great, the two bumps on the back of her head are very symmetrical, one left and one right, but it's a pity that she can only sleep on her stomach.

"John, how can I be so unlucky, I, really..."

Mo Han buried his head in the pillow, wanting to cry without tears.

"I still want to talk about why I am so unlucky. I rushed back yesterday to celebrate your birthday. Who knew that I was hugged by Clint in the end, with a comatose look on my face. This is simply scary. Kill us, okay? Greg almost thought that Clint bullied you, and he wanted to settle accounts with him."

Watson was sitting on the hanging chair beside the bed, peeling the snake fruit while talking to Mo Han.The hanging chair was originally used by Mo Han to sit by the window and read a book in the sun, but now Watson enjoyed it.

"Stop talking." Mo Han waved his hand, his head still on the pillow. "I don't even remember what happened, I just remember Clint and I went out for drinks and I have no memory of what happened."

"When you fell, you hit the back of your head and suffered temporary amnesia, but fortunately, there is no concussion, and there is no damage, otherwise you must be in the hospital right now."

Watson's snake fruit was peeled very quickly, the red peel slowly fell down along the yellow flesh, like a perfect work of art.He put the knife on a side cabinet and poked Mo Han's arm.

"Get up and eat."

Mo Han didn't move, just stretched out a hand in front of Watson, Watson smiled dotingly, and handed the snake fruit to her.As soon as the slender arms were retracted, there was a crisp snapping sound in the blink of an eye.

"By the way, where's Clint? Why haven't I seen him since I woke up?"

Mixed with the sound of chewing, Mo Han's voice came over again muffled.Watson was clearing up some miscellaneous medicines on the table. He seemed a little stiff when he heard this sentence, but soon he returned to his usual tone.

"It is said that S.H.I.E.L.D. received a clue and found the whereabouts of the people they were looking for, and he rushed back."

"Found it?" Mo Han suddenly raised his head to look at Watson, "When did he leave?"

"He left at midnight yesterday, but he said that S.H.I.E.L.D. will send someone else to take over his job first."

While speaking, Watson had almost packed the things in his hand, and put a tray in his hand.

"Okay, you should rest obediently first, and you also know that you can't stand up by yourself at all now. After eating the shells, throw them in the trash can, and don't leave them everywhere, you understand?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Mo Han to answer, she hurriedly left her room.

"Hey...really, why is John so anxious, I haven't finished my sentence yet."

Mo Han frowned strangely, feeling that Watson seemed strange, but he couldn't tell what was so strange.Taking a bite of the fruit in his hand, Mo Han thought of Barton.

Those faceless people are not so easy to deal with, I don't know, will he be in danger?

Watson, who almost escaped from Mo Han's room, was relieved when he closed the door again. To be honest, lying is not something he is good at. As a soldier... well, the former gentleman , Honesty is the most basic thing.

But the situation is different now, he lied for the benefit of others, this time he can only violate his own principles once.

Watson put away his thoughts, glanced into the room, shook his head and sighed, and was about to go downstairs, but was startled by the man guarding the stairs.

"Clint?!"

Watson's surprise only lasted a minute. He quickly glanced into the room, then walked up to Barton, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I've told her everything, she's fine."

"Thank you." Patton nodded, "I'm leaving soon, and the agent who will replace me will arrive soon."

"Why do you have to go there? Obviously you have so many agents in S.H.I.E.L.D., do you have to find someone with a mission like you?"

Watson gestured, and walked down side by side with Patton.

"Just because I've seen them and learned a little bit better."

Barton's tone couldn't hear the ups and downs, as if this was a very normal thing.

"Anyway," Watson smiled sincerely, "Although Mo Mo forgot what happened yesterday, we all know about it after all. I hope you can think about this issue carefully. I'm still very optimistic about you."

"John, I..."

Patton's words were interrupted by Watson's hand, and he tapped Patton's shoulder moderately.

"I know you haven't thought it through yet. Look, I listened to you and told Momo that you left yesterday. However, this kind of thing can't be so hasty, because love won't be like It’s like never coming, it will follow you all the time, like a shadow. The more you avoid it, the more obvious it will be. You just want to avoid it, but you never think that you will be exposed more. Lint, I am someone who has experienced it, and my feelings are more difficult than yours. I also avoided it at the beginning. It was him who made me recognize myself. I don’t regret the decision I made at that time, and I’m even glad that I have that feeling Courage, to admit my feelings, to admit the person I fell in love with. Because, no matter how much wind and rain is ahead, I know that I will always have him by my side.”

Barton lowered his head thoughtfully, not knowing what he was thinking until his cell phone rang.He answered a phone call, and his face quickly calmed down again.

"I must go. The replacement agent has been brought here by Mr. Holmes."

"Okay." Watson nodded, "You must be careful and come back early."

Button also nodded to him, pulled out a smile, walked down the stairs a few steps, picked up the box on the sofa, and left 221b.

Hearing the door closing from downstairs, Watson sighed.

"Why, are you worried about him?"

Watson sighed again as he knew who the deep and magnetic voice was by his ears without turning around.

"I originally thought that Momo alone was the problem in this relationship, but I didn't expect that Mr. Agent was also the key to the problem."

"Aren't you doing a good job?" Sherlock walked up to him and looked down at him, "You are a good catalyst."

"Do you think I should say that?" Watson raised his head worriedly, "Am I too anxious? He didn't show anything at all, but I imposed so many things on him. It's a bit like a hint in my heart. Same...."

Sherlock leaned down and gave him a comforting kiss.

"Don't worry, if you say that, there will only be benefits and no harm."

"Really?" Watson was still a little worried.

Sherlock raised the corners of his lips confidently.

"I'm never wrong."

The author has something to say: I came up to check it out today, huh, huh, huh, so many little angels left, did I crash or something happened?Everyone give me opinions, if you don't say anything, I don't know if I look at it alone.Seeing you leave one by one, I am also very sad [Sister Mo who left like a male ticket is crying loudly