Aisha's black suit attracted the attention of many people, and she took her luggage into the bathroom.In front of the big clean mirror, she removed the black gauze mask, revealing the red and swollen eye circles from crying without any concealment.

"I'm crying for nothing." The corner of her mouth bent, and she reached out to pull out the clip that fixed her hair. A head of blond hair was loose on her shoulders, and she randomly grabbed two handfuls to make it looser.After putting on some makeup, she took off her coat again. The slender suspenders wrapped around her delicate white shoulders, and the length of the skirt was above her knees, wrapping her exquisite figure snugly. She instantly became a fashionable girl.

Aisha pushed open the bathroom door and went out, a force pushed her in again, a black figure flashed in, and the door was locked.

Her back was pressed tightly against the door, her subconscious attack was stopped by the man's big hand, and the familiar chemical smell that followed made her frown involuntarily.

"Sherlock?" Aisha asked uncertainly. In front of her was a completely unfamiliar face. Sherlock's traces could only be seen from the outline of some eyebrows.

The man stretched out a finger to cover her lips, nodded silently, his gray-green eyes were calm and dignified, it seems that the suspended animation had a great influence on him.

"I'm leaving soon, take care of yourself." Sherlock let go of her hand, his fingertips brushing her skin with a little nostalgia.Although it has been modified, he can still see the traces of her being sad for him at a glance, which is so real and bewildering.

Sherlock seemed to be leaving soon, Elsa panicked, grabbed his sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Where are you going?"

The tip of his tongue touched the roof of his mouth, and Sherlock hesitated. In fact, he shouldn't have appeared at all. Although the feigned death was a last resort, it also allowed him to secretly eradicate the forces that Moriarty left behind like a cobweb.

Sherlock convinces himself that now that she has discovered the truth, his presence is not an added security risk.

"I made arrangements with Mycroft to take the opportunity to eradicate Moriarty's influence around the world."

Aisha always has unconscious worries about Sherlock, perhaps because of his love for truth and excitement, and hearing his arrangement, even if she doesn't perceive the destination, her heart relaxes.

"Then be careful." Aisha ordered, and suddenly remembered something: "Dr. Watson doesn't know the truth yet, you should find a chance to tell him, otherwise..."

Your friendship is coming to an end!

She probably guessed that the reason why Sherlock concealed Dr. Watson was probably because he was afraid that he would not act well, so that people would see the clues.But if time subsides and Dr. Watson has not learned the truth, even a good-natured and honest person will be furious.What's more, Dr. Watson really treats Sherlock as a friend and family member, and the feeling of not being trusted is really uncomfortable.

Sherlock pulled down the brim of his hat to cover his furrowed eyebrows. Why was Watson angry?He has good reasons, which he will surely understand.It seems that Aisha also does not understand the sincere friendship between men.

After Sherlock left, Aisha waited for a while before going out, and no one entered the bathroom during the period.

The continuous journey made Aisha feel exhausted. As soon as she got on the plane, she asked the flight attendant for a blanket to sleep.In her sleep, she always felt a gaze falling on her, which was not malicious, but more like a lover's affection.

who is it?

Aisha suddenly opened her eyes, and the line of sight disappeared, and the surrounding passengers showed no abnormalities.Sitting next to her was an elite-looking man, tall and handsome, flipping through a financial magazine, as if he was ready to mobilize billions of dollars at any time, with profound reason and indifference, just like a high-ranking person.

The man followed her gaze, nodded and smiled gentlemanly, and then turned his eyes back to the magazine.

Elsa rubbed her brows, rang the bell and asked the stewardess for a glass of cold water. It must be that she was too sensitive and no one was looking at her.

Riddle, who was next to her, saw her close her eyes and then slowly fall into sleep and close the magazine, her prying gaze became even darker.He had received word as soon as she entered London that she had changed her face just to look at her quietly for a while, and he had never known that he would behave in such a disgraceful manner.

I don't know when it started, liking her has become an obsession.He was just thinking of a patient who knew that letting go would cure him, but chose to become terminally ill.

In the end, he was unwilling. If his original choice hadn't been so cruel, and their ending had been changed in a different way, he could have been happy too.

It's just that she can't untie her heart knot, and he can't untie her heart knot.

After more than seven hours, the plane finally landed. At this time, it was almost dawn in New York, and the sky was a cool blue with a faint light, dotted with a few scattered stars.

I bought a cup of coffee at the airport so that Aisha's upper and lower eyelids would not stick together, and it was completely bright when I got home.She threw the luggage bag on the ground, took a shower in the bathroom at a speed she never had in her life, and then quickly threw her body into the fragrant and soft blanket.

Aisha slept until the afternoon. When she woke up, she was empty and hungry, so she put on her pajamas and planned to go to the kitchen to find something to eat.

As soon as I stepped down the stairs, I could smell the wonderful smell of food coming from the direction of the kitchen. My sleepy mind remembered that she had reported Charles' safety when she got off the plane, and ran down the stairs in a hurry.

He stopped at the door of the kitchen. A man with broad shoulders and narrow waist was wearing an apron and was cooking a pot of tomato and beef brisket soup. He seemed to be inaccurate about the seasoning. He kept tasting the flavor with a spoon in one hand and a salt shaker in the other. When in doubt, add a little more salt to the soup from time to time.

Aisha felt a hot spring bubbling in her heart, and the humidity brought back from the cold London was dispelled at once. She couldn't help calling: "Charles." When he turned around, he took a breast Yan Tou Lin threw herself into his arms.

Charles carefully protected her from being burned, feeling her soft hair rubbing against his neck, feeling like his heart would melt.Charles put his hand on her head and touched her head. She was not depressed at all, and she was a little puzzled.

Although she was a little jealous, with Elsa's feelings for Sherlock Holmes, she wouldn't be able to recover from the pain of losing her friend so quickly. Could things be turning around?

"Be hungry, go and sit at the dining table, I'll bring out the food." Charles was not in a hurry to get an answer, kissed her on the forehead, and then said.

The tomato beef brisket soup looks good, the color is rich, and it looks like it will make your index finger open.Aisha was a little surprised, and asked, "Charles, how did you improve your cooking skills so quickly?" It seemed that she was the only one left with difficulties in the kitchen.

"There must be someone who can cook, otherwise..." Charles didn't finish speaking, looking at her expectantly: "Taste it."

Aisha put the soup into her mouth, and her eyebrows frowned.

"Isn't it delicious?"

Her expression was too obvious, and it would be too deliberate if she said something against her will, so she had to choose her words carefully: "It's a bit salty."

Not a little bit, it's salty, did Charles put a whole packet of salt in the soup?

Charles immediately tasted it, and couldn't spit it out with difficulty. He seemed to have forgotten to stir it, so the uneven distribution of the salt gave him the illusion.

"It's already great. It's full of color and fragrance. At least you have done it in terms of color and fragrance." Aisha felt that this kind of intention was enough to make her happy, and comforted her.

"Then I'll work harder to get the taste right."

The two looked at each other and smiled, with the foolishness of being in love all over their bodies.

Fortunately, Charles packed some desserts from the college kitchen, so Aisha would not starve to death before the delivery arrived.

"So did he make you cry for nothing?" Charles looked at her jokingly, staring straight at Aisha's flushed cheeks, and finally punched him angrily, before Charles put her in his arms, head Put it on her shoulders and say: "If I die in the future, Aisha, I hope you don't cry for me." Because what I love is always your happy appearance.

"Don't you want to be with me forever?"

"Fool, people are mortal, and mutants are nothing but mortal bodies, unable to escape the restrictions of the laws of nature."

"But I have a way." Aisha has already found out a way to prolong Charles's life, but she has never told him, and maybe she has never been sure in her heart whether he will accept this suggestion and was hugged by Charles There was a slight stiffness in his body.

Charles let go of her, held her back shoulders, and looked directly at her, and Elsa's heart sank little by little.

"I don't want to live forever." His azure eyes are like a deep and wide sea, containing too many things. Those life experiences are like a carving knife, sculpting him into his current appearance.Love is just a part of his life, he will not be tied down by it, and he will choose his own path forward.

"I've seen too many friends leave. It's not good to watch them go, but I know that there is an end to it all. The short life span of human beings is enough for me. I don't want to die in the future. I kept meeting new friends in the middle of the day, and watched them leave one by one." After Charles finished speaking, he looked at Aisha with some distress: "I'm sorry, I can only accompany you through a short period of your long life."

"I'll forget you in the future, don't you care?" Aisha fought back tears to keep them from falling.

"It's okay, I will only remember you in my life."

Such a powerful and gentle gaze made Aisha finally abandon her stubbornness, and cried like a child who hadn't eaten candy on his shoulder.For children, candy is really important to them.

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