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

It didn't take long to reach the destination.

Qing He's attention was completely occupied by the beach and sea water outside the car window, and even ignored the elegant villa built on the coast at the beginning.

She has never been to the beach.

Bruce saw the rare earnestness in her eyes, so he stopped the car very understandingly, and then Qinghe immediately opened the door and ran out of the car.

When Bruce restarted the car, he couldn't help but look a little bit at the girl standing on the side of the road at the moment.

Even though Qinghe was wearing a luxurious dress and slender high heels, her demeanor at this moment still looked so vivid and young.

Bruce's mind wanders to the idea that maybe she shouldn't be here.

She shouldn't even be in such a dark place as Gotham.

California, which is always sunny, is a better fit for her than here.

This villa has a dedicated parking lot, so Bruce parked the car there first, and then found Qinghe who had been standing outside and didn't go in immediately.

"Let's go?" Bruce suggested.

While speaking, the man stretched out a bent arm, signaling the other party to hold him.

Qinghe did as he wanted without thinking too much.

This time the party was not as dignified as the girl imagined, because it was not a so-called ball, so there was no group of dancing men and women in the hall of the villa.

Coming here for the first time, Qinghe couldn't help but look around, his eyes drifting away.

The high dome looks resplendent and resplendent.Qinghe looked away again, and looked at the man beside him.She hasn't asked Bruce why he's here yet.

She also didn't understand why Bruce was here.

He's done enough as Bruce Wayne on a daily basis.

He didn't need to go to another party like this to make his mask more real.

She glanced at the dark-haired man again, hesitated to speak, and finally said nothing.

"You can go ahead and wait for me." Bruce said and looked down at the girl's high heels today, "Are you okay with walking?"

"Of course not." Qinghe recovered.

"That's good." He smiled, and said, "Relax, I have everything."

He whispered these words in Qinghe's ear, this whispering action has always been too intimate, so his breath and breath splashed on the skin of the girl who was close at hand, causing her to tremble .Slight but very real, this kind of feeling reminds Qinghe that all this is real, not a dream about to wake up.

"Don't worry." Qinghe answered him, "Then I'll just take a look first? If you need me... just call me!"

After saying this, she bid farewell to Bruce Wayne temporarily, and walked towards the other side of the villa.

Because the villa is facing the sea, it does not build a private swimming pool inside, so the champagne swimming pool that can be glimpsed under normal circumstances does not appear here.

Qinghe simply scanned the interior of the villa.She's not really that keen on observing people, and besides Bruce, she doesn't know anyone else here...

When I think about it this way, I feel a little lonely all of a sudden.

In fact, she has never met any "friends" in every world, because her life seems to always be mixed with various "suitors".

So in this case, people who generally become her friends are her "suitors".

Qinghe sighed quietly, she felt really boring here.But the next moment she glanced at her eyes and saw something interesting.

In the courtyard behind the villa, a group of young people gathered around a wooden table of appropriate size, seeming to be playing some games. From Qinghe's point of view, they seemed to be having a good time.

She stood there observing for a while, and finally decided to go and have a look.

Things turned out to be pretty much the same as she thought.

These young people are drinking and playing games.

Good guy, how could she miss such a good show?

Qinghe suddenly felt that the other places here had lost their charm, and now she just wanted to stand here and see what they were playing.

playing cards?truth or Dare?Game of Kings?Or, is it the simplest guessing game?

Watching them start playing again, it turned out to be the latter - the simplest guessing game, the rock-paper-scissors kind.The loser is punished with a cup.

Qing He stared at someone on the table who was so unlucky, losing eight times out of ten.

She stood by and watched for a while, and suddenly wanted to play a little bit.

So she asked, "Can I join you?"

They readily agreed.

Qinghe got everyone's consent, and immediately found a random seat and sat down.

They drank whiskey, clean and not picky.

The first round has begun.

At the beginning of the fist guessing together, only four people, including Qinghe, got stones, so only the four of them were left to continue guessing fist.

Good boy, in the end it was her scissors that lost the rock on the opposite side.

It's a bit of a bad start, but the game has just begun, so don't panic at all.

Qinghe closed his eyes and turned his mind, and drank the glass of whiskey in one gulp.

The entrance is a relatively astringent feeling, but she is not a little sheep, so she can't even handle this kind of wine.

Qinghe continued without admitting defeat.

Besides, she didn't believe that she would keep losing.

……

But it was true, and things usually only went in the direction she didn't want.

Qinghe has lost many times, and the number of times he has won can be counted on one hand.

It seems that her Mercury retrograde has not completely disappeared, she was careless.

At this moment, there is also a glass of transparent light yellow wine in front of Qinghe. After refracting the light, the luster is like amber that has just been dug out.But she felt a little overwhelmed...

This time, Qinghe didn't directly complain, but glanced at the young girl beside him boredly.The other party was the real winner in this guessing game, and he hadn't had a few drops of alcohol from the beginning to the end.

Sure enough, people are more popular than people.

The girl was about to look away, but found out what website the other party was browsing at the moment.

She was suddenly a little curious. In fact, before she had time to take any measures, the other party's bright mobile phone screen presented everything on the website in front of Qinghe.

She was stunned.

The high-resolution big picture of someone presented on the website couldn't be clearer.

The brim of the dark gray hat was lowered, and under the cover of the black curly hair on the forehead, the slightly mocking and indifferent expression in the other party's piercing blue-green eyes seemed less real.The collar of the black windbreaker was turned up, which also covered his beautiful jawline.

How could she not know this man?

How could she not know this man?

The accompanying caption below the photo states his name, Sherlock Holmes.

Qinghe suddenly lost his mind.Memories that had been forgotten and buried deep in the cerebral cortex were awakened.

Not only about Sherlock Holmes, but also memory fragments about other people began to stir in her mind, which made her thoughts swirl in her mind, and her originally relaxed mood suddenly became complicated.

Here... or in other words, on the mobile phone in this world, how could Sherlock's report and the website where he published his scarlet research appear?

Are all worlds connected?Qinghe suddenly thought of this ridiculous answer.

Qinghe couldn't believe it, and couldn't accept it.

"Are you his fan too?" The strange girl next to her noticed Qinghe's overly focused gaze, but she generously handed her mobile phone to Qinghe's eyes, and didn't mind sharing her wall with this beautiful oriental girl.

I don't know what to say in this situation...

Qing He nodded bluntly, but heard the stranger say: "He is very famous recently!"

"But—Sher—isn't he in London? It's far away from here." Qing He tried hard to find his own peace.

"You don't know that. You must not have read the website, right? He has come to the United States, and he is in New York."

???

Qinghe's eyes widened, the wine standing in front of her now did not arouse her interest at all.how could this be?

In order not to let others feel her state of affairs, the girl scratched her head and turned her attention back to the wine glass in front of her.She still decided to bet and admit defeat.Just drink it, the big deal is——

Well, take back what you just said, the big deal is, become a drunk...

She took a deep breath and decided to quit after drinking this glass.She was about to reach for the glass on the table when she saw an arm reach out and take hers.

Qinghe looked up at the owner of that arm strangely, but who else could it be except Bruce Wayne?

I saw Bruce was stuffy, and Qinghe saw his sexy Adam's apple rolling up and down.

The glass was slammed back on the table, and Bruce didn't even bat an eyebrow.You know it's alcohol!Not the original whiskey.

Facing Bruce's sudden arrival, Qinghe still felt a little strange, but facing him at this time, she was a little at a loss for what to say.

Bruce spoke first, and he said, "No drinking, let's go."

For the first time in his life, Bruce said something to her that began with "don't".

Obviously the man in front of him was not angry, and he didn't even say anything serious to her, but Qinghe could still keenly feel that a vague anger was slowly growing under the calm appearance, maybe the next The peace was about to be torn apart in seconds - he was angry.

Facing the whole table of strangers except Qinghe, Bruce smiled. Although he was frivolous, he said with great grace: "You can't let a girl drink so much wine alone."

"Let's go? I want to take you to other places...to have a look." The handsome man glanced at Qinghe again, and stretched out his hand towards her while speaking.

To be honest, her head is a little dizzy now.

Before she gets really delirious, she grabs Bruce's hand.

Qinghe's hands are cold, but Bruce's are very warm.

The two of them held hands and walked through the crowd to the outside of the empty villa.

The air outside was fresher than inside, Qinghe took a deep breath, and now the tip of his nose was filled with the smell that only belonged to the coast.

Bruce held her hand without letting go, and they continued walking for a short distance before hearing the man ask, "Why are you drinking with strangers?"

Qinghe touched his nose and patted his face again, trying to reduce the rising temperature on his face with the cold hands, "I just thought it would be fun to play games together. And I only know you here, you Let's go, I must have some fun for myself, right?"

From what Bruce heard, she felt a little wronged beside her.

But before he could say anything, he heard the girl say again: "And—"

"I'm not drunk! I'm fine now!"

Bruce frowned and looked at her, who was obviously a little too lively at the moment.

No wonder he wasn't drunk.

"You wait here first, I'll go and see if there is any hangover medicine in the villa." Bruce said suddenly, but unlike the last time, this time he said this sentence more seriously than before.

However, the present Qinghe obviously didn't listen to his words, and his eyes kept stopping in the distance, almost turning into a runaway wild horse.

Bruce didn't finish this sentence lightly and left straight away, but stood still and silently stared at what the girl would do next.

Staring closely at the other side's beautiful side face, a slightly dim light fell on the black-haired girl's face, making the faint blush from drinking more obvious.

God knows……

Bruce sighed softly inwardly.

What if the drunk suddenly wanted to swim in the sea?

In the world of drunks, I am [-]% not drunk, and at the same time, I am absolutely successful no matter what I do.

Alcohol sometimes brings a kind of inexplicable self-confidence to people. When drunk, the feeling of being in the clouds seems to be that one's soul has left one's body first.

The most frightening thing is that the drunks are likely to be disconnected after they are really sober the next day, and they can't remember what stupid things they did after they were drunk.

but--

He looked at the girl's drunk appearance at this moment, but he didn't find it disgusting. On the contrary, he felt that she showed a strange fragility and softness at the moment.

It made him want to just take her in his arms.

The girl's hair had been loosened a long time ago, and Bruce watched her staring at the calm sea in front of him, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Bruce made up his mind that if she really wanted to jump into the sea, he would stop her immediately.

God knows, he's starting to regret why he brought her outside.

At first, he felt that there was no one here, and the light was not bright enough, so he brought Qinghe here, in order not to let anyone notice some differences in him today.

Disguise is really troublesome, and it is even more troublesome to pretend for years.And...it's more troublesome to take off your disguise.

But according to the current situation, it's better to let her stay in the villa honestly!At least you don't have to worry so much about a drunk's personal safety as you do now.

Qinghe stared fixedly at the calm dark sea, her mind had actually started to drift.In her vision, she felt that the sea at night looked more like a dark pond.A strange tranquility, and it was this strange tranquility that would eventually engulf her whole soul.

So she took a step back and carefully looked at the man beside her.

The eyes were so clear and suddenly felt extremely soft, and even Bruce's heart became calm and soft after a long time.

"No running around." Bruce repeated the sentence again, "I'll be back soon."

After Bruce left, she was the only one left standing here.

Alcohol caused troubles and quietly paralyzed her nerves, making the black-haired girl's vision blurry now.Her mind was dizzy, and the shadows of the palm trees by the sea became even more wobbly, not to mention the street lamps—the halos of those street lamps were duplicated in front of her eyes.

Qinghe shook his head like a rattle, trying to clear his mind, but it was in vain.The stamina brought by too much alcohol was much stronger than she imagined.

And she didn't understand...why the website run by that person and the photo of that person appeared on someone else's phone just now.

It's all about reminding her.Reminds her of things from the past.

Originally under the influence of the world consciousness, she should have forgotten everything, but now those memories suddenly swept all over like the virus in Raccoon City, and she was caught off guard.

She couldn't help thinking about the meaning of her existence in this world today. Since the world consciousness decided to make her forget it at first, why did it remind her of those people and things far away now?

Moreover, that detective actually came to the United States. Why did he come to the United States?

It's almost like a flashback scene from a TV show.It's so easy to arouse empathy, stir up thoughts, and just as irritate.

Her heart seems to be a hydrogen balloon at the other end held by a slender kite string, which may disappear into the vast sky at any time.

She walked straight along the coastline for a short while, and suddenly thought of something, and looked back at the bright lights of the villa not far away.

Well, she only remembered now that Bruce told her not to run around...

The wind blowing from the sea smelled a little salty, but Qinghe's dizzy mind suddenly became less painful under the blowing of the night wind.

... If I had known earlier, I wouldn't drink so much, but it was me who was the culprit.

At this moment, at least at this moment, Qinghe made up his mind to never drink again.

Alcohol will not relieve sorrow, it just gives such an illusion.

The temperature did drop a bit fast at night, and after standing blankly by the beach for a while, Qinghe suddenly felt a little cold on her body, so she wrapped tightly the light gray knitted coat that she had casually put on when she came out.

"So you are here."

Suddenly Bruce's voice came from behind.She hastily turned her head to look.

Sure enough it was him.

His face still looked so handsome in the night. Compared to when he first came, Bruce's hair was indeed not as neat as it was then, so the wind gently picked up one or two strands of hair.But only when he gets closer—like now, can you clearly see the deep but pure purity in his beautiful eyes.

"It's just... I just want to go for a walk, so that my mind can be more clear." Qing He touched his forehead with his hand.

Obviously she didn't have a fever at all, but the unique scorching temperature on her cheeks could not be subsided by the night wind.

damn alcohol.

"Are you okay?" Bruce looked seriously at her little face that was gradually turning red at the moment, "You shouldn't be drinking so much."

"I'm fine." Qing He said, judging from the indifferent expression on her face, it was nothing serious, besides, she felt that she was very sober now!

Night Breeze may be the best sober medicine.

The girl tilted her head, stared at the man in front of her with the same serious eyes for a few seconds, and burst out laughing, she had already seen the obvious disbelief on his face.

So Qinghe added: "Hey! Really, I'm not kidding, I'm fine - I've drank more before!"

While speaking, she unconsciously touched her light gray cuff, as if she couldn't find a new base after taking her gaze away from Bruce.

Bruce said OK, and there was even a touch of pampering in his tone.He is not going to reason with a drunk, in fact, Qinghe can still stand and talk to him now, he already wants to look up to her.

"How much is this?" Bruce held out his hand and compared the numbers.

Qinghe took another step closer, her eyes looked a little confused, but she still found the hand that Bruce stretched out in the gradually distorted scene in front of her.

The hand outstretched by the man is compared to a very simple scissors hand, which means two.

The girl suddenly reached out and held one of the other's fingers, and her manicured nails brushed across his dry finger skin for a moment.

Qinghe looked up at him, with a little pride in his tone, "Do you think I'm just in kindergarten? Of course it's Er!"

In order to prove that he was indeed sober at this time, Qinghe imitated his appearance and made a two-for-one comparison.

Both of them looked at the slightly funny scissorhands and smiled at each other.

Who would have thought that Bruce, who has always been in a suit and leather shoes, would make such a move?

Today, before this moment, no one knows.

"Okay." Bruce seemed to compromise, he said with a smile: "Then, congratulations on graduating from kindergarten."

Qinghe was noncommittal to his words, she looked away again, and then raised her head to look at the sky tonight.

It is obviously still as deep as ever, but...but it looks a little different.

Even in the sky tonight, those slightly gloomy clouds cover one less star, causing it to shine brightly in the clear vision.That single star suddenly became unique in the dark sky.

"Here, sober medicine." Bruce took her hand and put a few white pills into her open palm.And an opened bottle of water stuffed into her other hand.

Qinghe took sober medicine.She was quiet for a while, feeling that the effect of the medicine might not have really begun, and her head still felt dizzy.

"Then you want to go back with me? If you still want to be alone for a while, then I will wait for you where you can see." Bruce said, he couldn't help reaching out and touching her head, and then swept his hand away. Passing those soft and fluffy hairs, and turning down, it can be said to gently caress the tender cheeks of the other party who are slightly warm at this time.

In fact, he has long wanted to do this.

However, Qinghe didn't answer him immediately. After a brief silence, Bruce stepped back slowly with his hands in his pockets.

His hands had let go of her.

In Qinghe's eyes, even though there are not so many light sources around at the moment, Bruce still feels so radiant.

For some reason, her mind, which had already become clear, suddenly became chaotic, and even the figure of Bruce in front of her began to increase.

But she didn't have time to say anything.The man withdrew his gaze that had been glued to her face just now, turned around and prepared to walk back.

Just then, Bruce felt himself being hugged.

The hug came suddenly, and it hit him hard.

But then Bruce felt something soft rubbing against his back, lightly.

It's the side of her cheek.

I only heard the girl say in a low voice: "You can stay with me."

This sentence was said through drunkenness, so she didn't know whether it was a whim or a sincere heart.But... Sometimes it may not be necessary to think so much about what is there and what is not.

Her little hands were wrapped around the man's waist.

Bruce was silent for a moment, then put his hand over hers.

The man turned around slowly, just in time to meet the girl's watery eyes at the moment.Before that, he didn't know that too much alcohol would also lead to more fog in the eyes.

But she looks so beautiful at the moment, like a female star in a pictorial, a shining jade.

But what happened in the next second perfectly destroyed the atmosphere that was about to turn pink at this moment.

Before the yep in Bruce's mouth could be said, Qinghe suddenly vomited.

Then the atmosphere turned into an awkward silence for a moment.

After Qinghe vomited, he felt that his mind was suddenly relieved and cleared up a lot.However, she still held one of Bruce's sleeves in her hand at this time, as if afraid that she would lose her balance.

The girl took a closer look, only to realize that she had done a "good deed" that had never been done before or since.

She actually——she actually vomited on Gotham's richest Bruce Wayne!

omg...

That well-made expensive suit was ruined by her vomit!

Client: I regret it now, very regretful.

"I'm sorry—I'm really sorry..." Qinghe recalled the scene just now, almost wanting to slap himself.Although "I'm sorry" sounds thin, but now there are no other better words to say.

Bruce moved his eyes away from his completely ruined suit, but he didn't feel angry, instead, he was in a delicate mood.

Sure enough, he shouldn't believe her so easily.

"It's okay," Bruce quickly took off his suit jacket, "you can change it, I'll ask Alfred to order it, and it will be soon."

Qinghe was embarrassed, and at the same time, a look of guilt also appeared on her pretty face.

She finally walked back to the brightly lit villa with Bruce.

... The hangover medicine was taken in vain.

The author has something to say: I know that BBC Sherlock's "Study in Scarlet" has been changed to "Study in Pink", but I just want to write it that way.