Forced to follow the love line by the plot [Zhongyingmei]

To be honest, when the always arrogant and sharp-tongued Sherlock said this, even Qinghe, who had traveled through many worlds, couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

Because this sentence is really gentle.

He even thinks that if the big detective is given a little more time, maybe it will be the next time—he, who always supremacy of logic and reason, might say "I want to take you in the Hadean Era 40 billion years ago. Run wildly in the heavy rain." *

"Thank you so much, Mr. Detective." Qing He answered him in an exceptionally relaxed tone.

Sherlock Holmes does seem to be in love with her - not hard to spot.

But in this case, everything gradually moved towards that fork in the road.

That is, she will strip the world—the consciousness and her body that has been "proliferated" countless times will leave together, and finally leave Sherlock alone under this galaxy of stars, one day in the future.

Thinking about it this way, the story suddenly became sad, as if the canvas was suddenly painted with a touch of melancholy blue.

The sky in London is always gray, and it is pure luck to see shooting stars tonight.

The two of them were silent for a while and looked up at the sky slightly. Those silver lights are fleeting, because many beautiful things are short-lived, and you may need to spend a lot of energy, time and money to maintain them. Such beauty.

Meteor is just a passer-by in this vast sky, Qinghe has been staring at this dark curtain, the last actor has already left the scene - it is time to end.

The black-haired girl turned her head to look at Sherlock, "Sherlock—what do you wish for? I really want to know."

"Anyway, you didn't make a wish, even if you say it, it won't be ineffective." Qinghe even stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of Sherlock's clothes. The force was not strong, but he could feel it clearly.

Sherlock finally lowered his gaze from the sky to the blurred silhouette of the building in the distance, then he took it back and looked at Qinghe.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his lips, "As I said, I don't make a wish. According to the high school //politics//politics/ in your country, I am a firm materialist. I don't even Make no wish."

It seems that he knows a lot!What a materialist—

"You don't make a wish because you don't believe that meteors will fulfill your wish." Qinghe moved closer, and Sherlock felt that the stupid question of "whether or not to make a wish" suddenly appeared at this time. significance.

"so?"

"What if I can fulfill your wish?" Qinghe made a V sign and smiled.Her glossy lip gloss makes her look like a pictorial star from the end of the last century.

"You can." To her surprise, Sherlock actually answered like this——

"Huh?!" You know, Qinghe was just talking casually, talking about it, Sherlock said so, her curiosity suddenly came up, but Sherlock's wish would not be "put his 7% concentration of / can /ka/because/give it back to him” or something like “play bridge with him all afternoon”?

Hey, this is too contemptuous!

If Sherlock's wish is really such a trivial matter, then she will make him look good!Qinghe feels that although his combat effectiveness is not very good, he can still do many things...

Before leaving this world, she wanted to fulfill Sherlock's wish - because her own wish was that she hoped that Sherlock could get real happiness.

"Then tell me quickly, I'm all ears." Qinghe tilted his head and looked at him, Sherlock felt that her well-behaved and quiet appearance was like an expensive palace porcelain doll in a glass window on the street in winter, which could only be watched and yearned for and cannot be touched.

But Sherlock didn't intend to say his wish from the beginning, he made a simple thought in his mind: he found that he didn't have any wish that was important enough to make a wish, and the wish was wish, he didn't like this word very much .The only thing that can barely be called his wish, he felt that it would be more accurate to use the word desire to summarize it.

But the man gestured for her to come closer.

As soon as Qinghe approached, he quickly embraced her, as if he had practiced it countless times.

Qinghe:!

The sudden embrace made her heart skip a beat and beat violently.While being embraced, her cheeks couldn't help rubbing against Sherlock's woolen coat due to the change in her movements.Even though it was such a simple action, she didn't know why she felt nervous for no reason.

The next moment she heard Sherlock say—

"No." Sherlock used her previous excuse: "After saying it, the wish will not come true."

"You are really learning and using, uh?" Qinghe thinks this is not a big problem, she will definitely discover Sherlock's wish in the near future, and she will try her best to be a contemporary Leeuwenhoek*!

The man's vocal cords vibrated and let out a low laugh, "I just know how to adapt. But—"

Qing He's attention was gone with his sudden sentence break.

"You know what I'm thinking right now?" Sherlock said, "I'm just thinking - if we keep going like this, I can get by with no serial/sha/people/cases and no terrorist/bu/dividends in London. The quiet days of /zi//boom//bomb/."

"Then you should live in New York, USA." Qinghe couldn't help but gag, "Someone on Twitter said there would be an alien attack there, there was a Doctor Strange who wanted to turn everyone in New York into lizards, and there was a prisoner There are all kinds of /dangerous/dangerous/minor/spiritual/spiritual/spiritual/spiritual/hospital Ravenclaw*, it is said that the place is not so peaceful that only some masked people can go around to fight for justice and enforce the law privately."

Sherlock replied seriously: "I will think about it."

"You should also consider one thing—"

"what?"

Sherlock blinked, "Come and live in New York with me in the near future."

Qinghe subconsciously refused, "I don't want it! ——I'm not as brave as you, and I'm afraid of death."

"Oh?" He asked back, "Who asked me to use a gun when we first met—"

"Stop, stop, stop!" Qinghe didn't want to look back at that part of the story, "I'm more afraid of aliens with supernatural powers than the /dangerous/dangerous//molecule who hijacked/held/cruise ship. The former is at least Personally?"

Yeah, damn it, her "suitor" in one of the worlds was an alien!It is too difficult to deal with!

Sherlock was amused by her nonsensical remarks, and said half jokingly and half tentatively: "Since you are so afraid of death...don't do something that will make me extremely worried."

Qinghe's eyelids twitched when he heard him say "extremely worried", and automatically skipped the topic, and said instead: "Let's go down the mountain! Then maybe we can have breakfast together in the restaurant opposite 221b."

She stood up as she spoke, and so did Sherlock.

I saw Sherlock looked at her as if he was staring at a mentally retarded person, and smiled angrily, "Your head is full of food."

"Huh?" Qinghe retorted, "I'm thinking about your body, can people not eat? Can they?"

Sherlock glanced at her with a calm tone, "When I was an /undercover/undercover/ in the Middle/East/region/region, I didn't eat for a week, not even a single grain of rice."

"Forget it if you don't appreciate it." Qinghe's face blushed quietly, but the faint blush quickly dissipated on its own. In such a deep and quiet moonlight, Sherlock might have seen it, but he didn't notice it in this respect. Make a big fuss.

Seeing her like this, Sherlock fully understands her IQ that can only be called normal, oh, he even absurdly thinks that Qinghe's IQ has dropped by one percentage point, because women in love are all stupid and sweet.

He decided to spell it out, to let her know exactly what he meant.

"Rose, lipstick, movie, meteor shower—" Sherlock sorted these items without any emotion, and asked, "Don't you think this is very romantic? I checked the literature, and it shows that women's attitude towards roses Love is 8 percentage points higher than other bouquets. And if you give a cheap gift on a very important day, 70% of women will feel that they are not valued. I asked the few female friends around me, and they agreed that It's very romantic."

Sherlock suddenly felt that Qinghe was quite puzzled, and he just suddenly understood how Jasmine felt that Christmas before. (Luckily he apologized.)

Qinghe listened to Sherlock dismantling all these projects into steps at the spiritual level. There seemed to be no hesitation in various choices for him, and he could complete the results with easy-to-understand logic. Screened, and finally came up with a plan that was at least pretty good.

Could this be... the way geniuses see the world?

And Sherlock's female friends can't be said to be few at all, but rare.Jasmine and Watson's girlfriends are barely counted (?), even if Mrs. Hudson is added, there are only three... Adding her, this is no more than the number that can be recorded in one hand.

Genius' barren dating network…

But what can she do to make Sherlock understand that being truly romantic doesn't require careful planning?

She racked her brains for such a complicated question but couldn't think of a reason, so Qinghe chose a simpler way: "Hug me."

The girl's request made the detective stunned for a moment, but the next second he immediately stepped forward and held her tightly in his arms, not giving her any time to repent.

Sherlock's hug will always be very tight, it's like a child falling asleep with his favorite toy tightly in his arms, if he doesn't want to, then no one in this world would dare to take anything away from him .

Because of the height difference, Qinghe's head could only rest a little above his chest.Sherlock could smell the fragrance of a girl's hair mixed with the gentle night wind blowing past.

I only heard the girl say, "Do you feel romantic now? Don't lie... because I can hear your heartbeat."

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, I'm a little stuck... Anyway, I will try my best to update it every day.

* Ming Gu Zhou: I saw it in the comment section when I was listening to the song.If you are interested, you can search it. I can't summarize TAT in my language.

* Leeuwenhoek: Dutch microscopist, pioneer of microbiology.

*Ravenclough: "Extraordinary 2" Spider-Man imprisoned the Green Goblin here.