Dr. Warren is a little busy

The spring season is coming, and John Watson's wedding is coming as scheduled.Ashe looked and looked at the pure white invitation the day before, and finally decided to attend.

She specially bought a new long dress, did her hair and put on makeup early, and drove the new car bought with Stark's medical expenses to the wedding scene.Dressing up grandly is not to overwhelm the bride, but to show that you value and respect the invitation.She had never been invited to a wedding by anyone.

The crowded and bustling wedding scene was extremely lively, but Ashe knew three people, the groom John, the best man Sherlock, and their landlord Mrs. Hudson, and she was not very familiar with these three.

The reason why Ashe came to this wedding was that she couldn't match the attraction brought by the imaginary scene of happiness.During the period of working as a psychological counselor, most of what she came into contact with were negative emotions and tragic stories. She thought that she had to occasionally come into contact with some positive emotional scenes to replenish her emotional energy.

The wedding went very smoothly, warmly and touchingly, if one ignores the episode involving a criminal and the Mr. Best Man who unmasked him.

As night fell, all the turmoil had calmed down.As the guests gathered in twos and threes to dance or chat, Ashe stood in the corner watching the delightful scene, recalling the photos of her parents' wedding in the family album.

When the bride and groom came to Ashe with wine glasses, she was looking at the dancing guests and giggling.

"Thank you for coming, Dr. Warren."

Ashe hurriedly raised the wine glass in her hand, and lightly touched the bride and groom.

"Congratulations, happy wedding. I wish you a happy life."

Ash's very sincere smile froze after a few seconds, as the best man suddenly appeared beside her and said quickly in his deep and sweet voice: "Ash Warren, John's counselor, now Lives on Hill Street. Well-to-do, well-educated, spent a lot of time in America, um, New York? I think the suburbs of New York."

"New York, yes, I lived in New York from the age of eight to ten years old. Can I ask how you figured it out?"

The detective smiled smugly, raised his chin slightly, and said, "I met you once, and later I saw your number in John's cell phone, and there are many useless business cards in his wallet. , among them is yours, which gives me a little impression of you. Hill Street is expensive, and it is all old buildings. No one who lives there will be poor. You are young, about 25 years old , well-dressed, well-spoken, not cheap earrings, bracelets, and necklaces. The skin on the face and hands is well-maintained, but the ears show that they have been tanned not long ago, indicating that they have been to the seaside in warmer regions You may also have done tanning on vacation. All of the above can show that you don’t worry about money. As for the experience of living abroad, it’s very simple, because your accent is not pure London. I have a deep and deep understanding of English accent. Thoroughly researched, I can hear New York in your words."

"Very powerful, it's really surprising." Ashe took a sip of champagne, and sincerely praised the proud Mr. Detective.

"In fact, I can see more." The praised detective was out of control, "You don't know most of the people here, you only know John, and maybe have a brief relationship with Mrs. Hudson, Because you only have a brief pause in your eyes when you look at both of them. But you are not very familiar with either of them, because you have not talked for a long time. But why do you come to this event dressed up and carrying gifts What about the wedding? Because you like to join in the fun? No, you rejected the three men's approach, and never initiated a conversation with anyone. You like John? No, you didn't pay too much attention to him. I speculate that you are single, live alone, don't go out often, introverted, but you don't enjoy loneliness that much. Maybe you are kind-hearted and like to see happy scenes, a princess who grew up in a castle and doesn't know the sufferings of the world, huh?"

"Wow, really outstanding observation and reasoning." Ashe admired the consulting detective very much, but she disagreed with his last sentence, "But I am not a princess, nor have I lived in a castle, and I It’s not that my family is rich. In fact, I lost my relatives when I was young and grew up in a charity school in the suburbs of New York. It’s just that I have a good job recently, and I have experienced a hard business trip, so I have more money. So unfortunately, Mr. Holmes, you also have When you miss."

Seeing Ashe's tragic life experience so easily, John was a little at a loss. Mary, the bride, thumped the detective and said, "Sherlock, you should apologize to Dr. Warren."

But Sherlock obviously didn't want to let go. Seeing his awkward face, Ashe smiled calmly and said, "It's okay, Mrs. Watson, I know that Mr. Holmes didn't mean to be malicious. He probably just isn't that good at interpersonal communication."

Ashe snapped a hat at Sherlock, and it obviously suited him.Sherlock didn't refute, but John explained in a remedial way: "Sherlock wants to thank you for the time you met him on the road. He just doesn't know how to express it."

Ashe was amused, and couldn't help pursing her lips and snickering.The detective is like a child who has not grown up, and John and Mary are his guardians who are physically and mentally exhausted.

"I see. You are welcome, Mr. Holmes."

"Please call me Sherlock. The title of Mr. Holmes will bring back my not-so-good memories."

"Okay, Sherlock."

Ai Xi changed her mind quickly, thinking that this gentleman really doesn't know how to express his thoughts and feelings.

The new music sounded, the bride and groom joined hands to dance, Sherlock also turned and left, standing on the sidelines and playing the violin.Ai Xi stood alone in the corner and looked at the crowd, suddenly feeling a little lonely.She had no relatives, few friends, and was quite alone in the whole city of London and even in England.

She suddenly wanted to go back to X Academy, play chess with the professor, and have a meal with Uncle Hank.She is rarely this sentimental, longing for the care and warmth of others.

Ashe sniffled, suppressing a trace of melancholy in her heart, and concentrated on admiring the crystal chandelier hanging on the roof. The finely divided crystals refracted colorful dazzling light, which made her eyes a little sting.

The sound of the violin stopped at some point, and Sherlock walked up to Ashe, blocking her view of the crystal lamp.

"Want to dance?"

Sherlock was more than ten centimeters taller than Ashe, standing in front of her and casting a small shadow.He is slender and tall, with three-dimensional features, and his curly black hair is not messy at all, but has a gentlemanly and elegant meaning.Against the backdrop of the well-tailored suit and the light yellow light, he looked proud and sincere, like a gentleman who came out of an oil painting.

Ashe looked at his straight waist and outstretched right hand, hesitated for a moment, and then stretched out her own hand.She could see that Sherlock meant no harm, but she didn't know why he invited her out of the blue.

Sherlock's move brought back Ashe's wandering thoughts, she concentrated, held Sherlock's slender and thin hand with one hand, put one hand on his shoulder, followed his footsteps and danced slowly to the music .

"Thank you for the invitation, Sherlock."

"I'm just curious. I don't understand why you came to John's wedding. It's crowded and noisy. There's nothing interesting, and there are no friends of yours. The friendship between you and John is not so deep."

"I just wanted to join in the fun. After all, I live alone, I don't go out much, I'm introverted, and I like everyone's happy life like every young girl. Most of your judgments are correct."

Sherlock was so confident in himself that he said, "Of course, I seldom make mistakes. But I still don't understand why you came."

Ashe was a little helpless about Sherlock's incomprehensible style and stalking, and felt that his drive to trace back to the source was a little subtly cute.

"Because I'm free and I like this kind of scene that makes people feel happy. My career is a psychological counselor, and this career means listening to all kinds of unpleasant stories every day and accepting complaints from different people And catharsis, all the negativity around, but you still have to smile and tell everyone that life is good and God hasn’t abandoned His people. So, I can’t say no to a wedding that is full of happiness.”

Looking at Sherlock's face still full of doubts, Ashe smiled and said: "I'm just an ordinary person, Sherlock. Like everyone, I also have emotional needs. Maybe you will feel that your genius mind is There's no such thing as frivolity, but all people are equal in that respect. Well, I can swear to God I mean no ill will to John and his wedding, if that will reassure you."

Ashe didn't know what Sherlock thought of, but he didn't refute her anymore, but just said dryly: "Oh, really."

Ashe guessed that Sherlock actually agreed with her in his heart, but he refused to admit it.Or maybe it was his act of expressing his position that made him feel at ease.She didn't talk about the subject any more, and instead asked about the accent he had mentioned earlier.As soon as he mentioned his professional field, Sherlock immediately became interested, and talked about a lot of relevant examples of whether the accents of residents in different areas of London are different.Ai Xi felt that he was able to study such a small matter so seriously, this Mr. Detective was really serious and interesting, and of course he also had a little bit of stubbornness and sincerity.

Ashe and Sherlock had a pleasant chat, and took the opportunity to input a little calm emotion for him as a small reward.She felt that Sherlock's emotions were not very stable, on the contrary, his complex and changeable emotions made Ashe a little puzzled.She guessed that Sherlock might find it difficult to accept the move away of his roommate who had been with him for many years. A stubborn person like him must not like the changes in his life.Of course, it may also be that John, who saw happiness, was a little envious. Like every normal person, he longed for similar happiness for himself.It wasn't a serious problem, she just needed a little effort to keep him in a good mood all week.

After a dance, Ashe decides to leave.A sense of loneliness without belonging was brewing in her body, slowly spreading in her heart full of happiness, these two incompatible emotions made her feel a little uneasy.Now she just wants to go back to her little house where she lives alone, to return to her slightly monotonous life, and look for the sense of security brought by some familiar environment.

"It's getting late and I have to go. It's been a lot of fun talking to you, and I love your accent knowledge, I think it's interesting."

Sherlock didn't seem to expect to get this kind of feedback, and didn't say anything, just nodded reservedly.Ashe gave him a genuine smile before saying, "Good night, Sherlock."

Sherlock nodded, turned and walked away.Ashe also wrapped her coat and scarf tightly, and left the warm and lively wedding hall.

She suppressed the feeling of loneliness in her heart, and let herself drive home with the long-lost pure happiness, planning to take a hot bath and then lie down and sleep early.As soon as he opened the door, he saw a figure sitting on the sofa in the living room not far away.

Ashe held her breath, unable to make up her mind for a while, whether to turn around and run, or to squat down and surrender with her head in her hands.

That shadow stood up suddenly, he was taller and stronger than Ashe expected, he whispered to Ashe who stepped back a few steps: "It's me, don't be afraid."

Ashe quickly closed the door, staring dumbfounded at the shadow in the darkness.She doesn't quite understand why the Winter Soldier, who should be in America, is standing in his living room in London.