[Shen Xia] When Watson has Twitter

Sherlock has his back to us, holding a silver spoon, from which I think he can see us.I was a little restless, although it was Sherlock's idea to come here to see this psychiatrist, but seeing Sherlock now, I suddenly had a strange feeling of being raped.

It's getting weirder.

"He's really worried about you. When we were talking just now, as long as you smiled, he would pinch the spoon. If you talked a little more, he would grab the tablecloth with his hands. It's really interesting."

Her words made me stunned for a moment, and then, unconsciously, I felt embarrassed and embarrassed.

Compared to my previous relationships, this relationship with Sherlock is obviously very different, not only because he is a man and I am a man, but because we are not really in love yet.

There is no kissing, no affection | love, even the confession is neither fish nor fowl.

But that being the case, this love affair really makes me the happiest. I understand him better than I understand myself. Letting a Sherlock learn love for me is enough to make people feel happy.

And now, I'm with a woman not far from Sherlock... This kind of weird atmosphere is something I've never experienced before.

Sherlock couldn't hear what we were talking about, and naturally he couldn't hear what the woman said to me while holding a glass of wine: "I'm very upset that he interrupted our date."

I looked at her in surprise, she actually stood up slightly, still holding the wine glass in one hand and supporting the table with the other, she almost put her entire upper body over the table, and slowly approached me.That professional suit actually has a very subtle trick. For example, her current movements will expose her curves very clearly.

I felt like I needed to dodge, but her eyes were sharp and lazy, and she forgot to move my body when she was staring at me.

The woman slowly approached my cheek, lightly touched it with her lips, and didn't stay for too long, just like a very polite greeting.I could smell the faint scent of perfume on her body, which was not strong but charming enough. Her eyes were beautiful blue, but she was staring closely at the glass of wine, and then she smiled until her eyes narrowed.

I looked over subconsciously, and saw that Sherlock had turned his head and pursed his lips tightly.

"He looks aggrieved, doesn't he?" I heard her voice, with obvious teasing, "I think, to him, it looks like we're kissing, you look in his eyes, you're about to squirt The fire is coming. He looks like a cat who has been robbed of Xiaoyu, hey, he came over, do you think he will pull you away or me?"

I know she's right because Sherlock has strode over.

The woman didn't try to see who Sherlock would pull away, but straightened herself up, and then sat gracefully on the seat, as if nothing just happened.But Sherlock still walked to the table, stood beside me, and put his hand on my shoulder.His fingertips touched my neck, and I felt a shudder everywhere he touched it.

There is no cure for me.

He tried his best to maintain the expression on his face, but in fact he was rather self-defeating.I raised my head to look at Sherlock, but Sherlock looked at my face carefully, and then rubbed my cheek with his thumb. I saw the light red mark on the ball of his thumb, which was the same color as the lip gloss used by women.

"Sorry, I rubbed the lipstick on your face." The woman smiled happily and put the wine glass aside.

Before I could speak, Sherlock frowned: "This kind of joke is not funny, Irene Adler."

Sherlock's words surprised me, and then I looked at the psychiatrist opposite, she smiled and took a sip of the red wine, then curled the corners of her lips.It is no longer just elegant, but purely sexy.Her right leg was resting on her left leg, and the toe of her high-heeled shoes was slowly shaking. The corner of the woman's mouth curled slightly, and she looked at us with her chin in her hand: "Detective, you disturbed us."

Sherlock didn't speak, but pulled a chair and sat between us.

"Thanks to you, I can finally have dinner with the great detective." I was still studying how Irene managed to transform myself into another person so perfectly, when Irene suddenly raised her head and looked at me smiled.

Even though the skin color is different and the dress is different, this completely different smile makes me completely believe that she is the Irene Adler.

Irene took out her phone and updated a status, I saw it because he specifically added me.

Today is a good night. JWSH

To be honest, I seldom read Sherlock's twitter, and most of them are his research on perfume - since I said last time that no one reads the tobacco research on his deduction website, this person has completely given up on 240 The pursuit of three types of tobacco turned to research on perfume, which is why he was particularly sensitive to Mrs. Hudson's perfume yesterday morning.

But I'm going to take a closer look when I go back today. It seems that I can find one or two moods about Sherlock from the names of various perfumes.

Dinner for three people always has a strange feeling, Sherlock eats the bun on my plate without changing his face, I take it back, and then pass the pasta.Sherlock raised his eyebrows: "I remember John you don't like this."

I took the knife and spread butter on the bun: "Yes, it was by chance."

"No." Sherlock's eyes were a little stubborn.

I resisted the urge to cover his mouth, and put the knife down: "Okay, no, you're always right."

Sherlock just gave up, picked up the fork and stretched it into the noodles and rolled it slowly.Eileen looked at us with a smile, without showing any emotion in her eyes: "It seems that I am right, you are a couple."

I pursed my lips, and Sherlock nodded, agreeing with this assertion.

"No, we're not." I took a bite of the bread.

"No, you are." Irene insisted as before.

"Yeah." Sherlock snorted, agreeing.

Who the hell just said that he has no friends?Also, I got some clues to talk to Henry's psychiatrist, and Sherlock asked me to come, and it turned out that the psychiatrist was fake, and I was just sitting here eating bread like this.

Obviously, I was being played.

"Sorry, I'm a bit tired. Have fun, you guys." Then I turned and walked away, not looking at Sherlock's expression at all.

However, I could still hear the voice, and I heard Irene recovering her original voice, her original laziness: "Detective, you'd better pay before you leave."

Then, I felt a shadow behind me, and then, with a tight arm, I was pulled out by Sherlock.

This small restaurant is not close to where we live, and it is across an unlit wood.I took out my phone and lit it with the light on the back, Sherlock followed me, I didn't look at him or speak.But when Sherlock reached out and grabbed my fingertips, it was obvious that the silent persistence just now was so weak.

Damn Sherlock.

"Why did you come?" I stopped, looked at him, and heard the sound of wind blowing leaves.

"I wanted to come, so here I am. It's cold, isn't it?"

Sherlock put my hand in his pocket, and with the other hand took the black glove from my trousers pocket.

His movements made me feel awkward, and I moved my body uneasily.But Sherlock gently touched my leg with his knee to signal me to be quiet, but God behold, this behavior is clearly teasing, even though I believe no one has taught him this before, I still feel a little excited unconsciously.

Sherlock didn't look at my face, but picked up the glove and focused on putting it on my hand, which went smoothly.But it was obviously difficult for him himself. One of his hands was clasped with mine, and wearing a glove with one hand was obviously a difficult task.

So, he used his teeth, nibbled at the edge of the glove and pulled it off, and I watched as the wrist flicked out slightly, and then more confusion in my head.

Only the night can prevent Sherlock from analyzing me, and also prevent him from seeing my obscene thoughts, thanks to the night.

With all this done, we moved on, and Sherlock was still by my side saying, "I met a hound, it was huge, and it made me question it. And I think there has to be someone between us to break the ice." .”

I pursed my lips and could feel my lips dry: "Come on, you're not good at this, let's freeze it."

Sherlock was a little silent about my resistance, and then whispered: "John, I apologize, I lied to you. I was really scared yesterday."

"Holmes is going to apologize. Well, tell me what you said." I stopped again and looked at him.

Sherlock was speechless, I didn't give up, I needed his answer.Then, not long after, he said slowly: "I don't want to be alone, in fact, I really hope you are there with me."

This reply annoyed me: "That's not what I wanted to hear, Sherlock, you know I'll be there for you as long as you need me, no doubt about it! What annoys me is that you think you have no friends, and I feel like we've...you make me feel like I'm being selfish!"

"I really don't have any friends, I didn't lie to you." Sherlock's voice was still calm.

"...very good." I was mad to believe that a Holmes would apologize.

But he still didn't let go of my hand, those amber eyes are so beautiful that people are addicted: "I have no friends in this world, but, except you."

I felt my fingertips trembling slightly, but I knew that my expression didn't change at all.So, Sherlock's voice paused, and then continued speaking.

The voice was low and warm in the night sky.

"John, you are my only friend in this world."

The author has something to say: Thank you for supporting mua

Qiu Hua: You can't let him go so easily, good doctor, punch Holmes in the nose and he will have a long memory

Peanut: I beat it, and it ended up hurting my own hand, and his cheekbones are hard

Qiu Hua: Hey, you can’t let him go just because of a simple apology

Peanut: I didn't let him go, maybe it's a good choice to destroy all his tobacco and candies when I go back

Carrot Fu: He always said that I love to die

Juanjuanfu: Well, mine too

Carrot Fu: In fact, I died for him in the end

Juanjuanfu: I will tell you that you will die a miserable death in the future, worse than death

Carrot Fu: But I told him in the first place, I am not dead

Volume Fu: ...

Carrot Fu: You didn’t say you were right, I knew that you were beaten by yourself

Juanfu: ...huh

JW: Playing cute foul ╯︵┻━┻

According to the latest news, Mouth said that the fourth season of Sherlock will be broadcast in 2016.I just knew it... I just knew it!

w,, Lianzi wants to play a game. After each chapter update, Lianzi will post a Twitter account of a character in the article with an O-point comment. You can comment at will, and I hope you can wear the skin of the original character casually. Pay attention to the tone ~), Lianzi will sort out the replies of the past few days on the weekend 11〕 and paste them in the author's words~ You are willing to play together~