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

Qing He was stunned by the sudden words of the detective in front of him.

You also know that you are an antisocial personality with a high IQ...

But she habitually kept such words in her heart, and Qinghe didn't answer Sherlock's question, but just explained, "I don't have a boyfriend."

After Qinghe said this sentence, almost immediately, she keenly sensed that the originally condensed atmosphere suddenly warmed up a lot.

But she didn't really want to continue this question, she just asked again: "What are you doing here? If you have nothing to do, go home early."

Qinghe sighed softly, she didn't even realize that the caring tone uttered from her mouth was so natural.

"I'm here for you," Sherlock said bluntly.

?

Looking for her?Why are you looking for her?

This is what Qinghe thinks in his heart now.

"I have nothing worthy of your coming to me."

"It sounds like you don't like yourself very much?" Sherlock said suddenly.

"Yes." Qinghe admitted directly, she suddenly felt that there was no need for her to pretend anymore, no matter how many worlds she changed, the deepest thing in her soul still remained unchanged.

"...I don't like myself very much." Qinghe was thankful that her current dress covered herself tightly, so that Sherlock could hardly see her face clearly.

The changes in the expression on a person's face, even if he is professionally trained, the truest thoughts will be invisible in front of Sherlock.

His gaze is not only a sharp blade that can break through the darkness, but also a mirror that can reveal all the ugliness and disguises in the world.

"Why?"

"No reason." Qinghe replied simply, but the next second her tone became relaxed again, "You should go home quickly! I'll wait for my friend here."

Although the girl's words were soft, the meaning in the words was obvious. She hoped that Sherlock could go home quickly - but Sherlock was inevitably a little disappointed by Qinghe's reaction.

So Sherlock stopped talking, and after a few minutes, Qinghe took a step forward cautiously.

It turned out that Jio was still in some damn pain, and Qinghe had to stop.Walk, from getting started to giving up.

"What are you going to do?" Sherlock asked nicely.

Qinghe sighed, "Forget it."

Unexpectedly, Sherlock was interested, "Can you be honest, don't always let others guess."

This guy... was exactly the same as he remembered.

"I just feel a little thirsty, and I want to drink some water. There is a vending machine outside, and I wanted to buy it. But I didn't expect that I couldn't walk... Maybe that's it." Qing He said a lot of words, and then Sherlock nodded thoughtfully.

The result was just like this, Qinghe only looked away for a while, and found that the Sherlock next to him was gone.

?

But maybe less than a minute later, Sherlock's thin and tall figure appeared again.

At the same time, she heard Harry's car honking outside.

Qinghe saw that he was holding a bottle of water in his hand.

"I want to go with you. You need me now—" Sherlock handed her the water, and Qinghe had to take it in a daze.

He also added pointingly, "I just got out of the rehab, and the doctor told me to go back regularly for reexamination."

Holding the mineral water in her hand, she didn't feel thirsty anymore. She looked outside with dilemma, and then stared back at Sherlock's face.This made her embarrassed to send Sherlock away again.

Look at Mr. Detective now—

Obviously compared to Qinghe, he is more like a person who has nothing to do.But now Sherlock feels... very strange to her.

Qing He didn't want to think so, but the expression on his face actually looked like he was very hurt.

Ah, did she just say something heinous?

And why on earth did the trouble get to the point of going to the rehab... Thinking of this, Qing He frowned subconsciously. During these days when she was absent, what kind of good things did this guy do?

She felt that she couldn't just let it go. Is this the feeling that the world overlaps?

Obviously he can't grasp anything, but... has an illusion that everything can be grasped.

But it won't be long before she finds a way to end it all.

"Then..." The compassion in Qinghe's heart finally overcame reason briefly at this moment, "You can come with me, and by the way, check your body too."

It is no exaggeration to say that Sherlock's eyes lit up before Qinghe finished speaking.

So much so that when Qinghe's eyes lightly passed over his face again, she was stunned for a moment when she saw this expression.

She had seen him shoot randomly in the living room when he felt extremely empty and lonely because he had no case; she had seen him curl up in the single sofa and meditate quietly like a child holding a teacup in his hands; She had seen him standing alone on the balcony playing the violin in the silent night—yes, she had seen him even more, the way he waited silently with a large bouquet of flaming roses.

Suddenly, these memories revived in front of her bit by bit.

At this time, Qinghe felt as if she had suddenly become one of the patients with hypermemory syndrome. She no longer chose to forget, but chose to remember clearly.

In this way, even the two of them stood side by side on the top of the mountain and looked at the city group in the distance. The flickering red lights from the flying anti-collision devices on the top floors of those high-rise buildings all appeared in front of her eyes in an instant.

……

So, of course she knew what Sherlock's eyes were shining at this moment.

In Sherlock's emotion management network, this is probably an emotion similar to happiness.

Ah, can I still make other people happy?The girl thought uncertainly.

Qinghe lowered his eyes, taking all these colorful memories back into his heart.

But fortunately, she is not really hypermemory syndrome, otherwise, she would have to relive the past in detail.

This can be said to be a kind of torture for her without hesitation.

Qinghe walked towards a supercar parked not far away. Because of her inconvenient legs and feet, it was of course very difficult for her to walk.

So Sherlock quickly supported her, and Qinghe knew that her body was getting worse day by day, so she just froze for a moment and didn't refuse.

Nonsense, who would refuse to help out of nowhere!

Harry just parked the car beside him. He opened the car door and walked out. He was about to help the wounded, but when he caught a glimpse of certain scenes, his face turned black. After coming down, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Master Osborne was very unhappy at the moment.

This made Harry move forward or backward.The job of helping people has been robbed by others, which suddenly made him seem to be the redundant person.

Harry:?

He didn't really want to bother Qinghe at this time, so he just stood by the open car door, silently staring at the two people who were slowly walking towards this side with the most indifferent eyes in his life.

No, Harry is the old double standard, and his classic discrimination will not disappear at this moment——

He just stared at someone with the coldest eyes in his life, someone who was not peaceful.

Hell, why is this woman so popular?It's okay to be secretly photographed and posted on IG, but it's still the case now-Harry Osborn has the right to wonder how many people have unreasonable thoughts about Qinghe.

What a joke, of course she can only belong to him alone.

Harry stared at him silently for a while, but what made him even more upset and hurt was that Qinghe didn't look at him——

The black-haired girl stared at the ground silently, her eyes all focused on her own jio.It is no exaggeration to say that Qinghe felt that she suddenly had the inner taste of the Little Mermaid who forcibly landed ashore, and every step she took was stepping on the tip of a knife.

Although pain is pain, if you keep on doing it like this and get used to it, you may feel that it is the same thing, but... She is still the kind of person who is more afraid of pain.

This is very difficult.

So of course she didn't notice the little expression on Harry's face under the circumstances - she didn't even look at Sherlock next to her.

So, Harry stared at this dazzling scene for a long time before Qinghe approached.

Let alone three men in one drama, even if there are only two men now, they are full of hostility.

Harry didn't want to take a second look at this British detective at all. Except for special people, Harry's attitude towards everyone else was not particularly good.So the brown-haired man looked away indifferently.

Coincidentally, Sherlock is not easy to get along with either.

The only connection between the two of them is the wounded now.

But Qinghe didn't notice the ever-changing magnetic field between the two people at all, she just opened the door of Harry's luxury sports car.

Harry was pleased with the girl's behavior, and it seemed to him that she was self-aware.The co-pilot is reserved for the hostess - he thinks she should understand.There was a hint of undisguised provocation in his cold eyes, and he glanced mercilessly at Sherlock.

Threesome, who is a light bulb, knows everything.

Just as Qinghe was about to sit in, she was really tired, but at this moment, Sherlock grabbed her arm, causing her to stop her movements for a while.

The passenger door slammed shut with a loud and crisp sound.

Qinghe:?

Harry:?

Qinghe turned her head to look at Sherlock, the doubts in those big black eyes were ready to emerge, she even forgot to ask "what's the matter".

Sherlock just glanced at her, but didn't speak.

In the next second of relative silence, Sherlock opened the passenger door and sat in by himself.The movement was smoother than that of the wounded Qinghe, and it was hard to doubt that the drill had not been carried out very early.

???

Qinghe was even more puzzled. It turned out that the light bulb was her own.

"What do you mean?" Harry had to admit, and he was getting flustered too.

He was even more displeased, but the gentlemanly education he had received as the only son of Norman Osborn prevented him from getting angry casually.

When Sherlock's eyes flicked to Harry's, his eyes were equally defiant.It's just that this provocation was fleeting, only Harry saw it, Qinghe didn't.

As for why she didn't see...

Because this guy is also an old man, when he looked at Qinghe, he put on a serious expression, and said indifferently: "You are a girl, it is not safe to ride in a car with a man you don't know, let alone the co-pilot. .”

"Big data proves that when women go out and take Uber, the risk is 3 percentage points higher if they sit in the co-pilot than if they don't take the co-pilot."

Qinghe was dumbfounded, the most important thing is that what he said seemed to make sense.This point of view is correct, but...

No, no, she needs to calm down a bit, she can't get around Sherlock's strange logic circle for a while.

Sherlock's serious face made this statement more believable.

She didn't know what to say, and when Qing and Chu were thinking silently on the spot, Harry laughed angrily.

What is an unknown man?

Could he, Harry Osborn, be called an unknown man?

He actually compared his oscorp ride to Uber——

It was hard for Harry not to admit that he had never been so speechless in his life.

Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming more and more condensed, Qinghe also noticed it, so she began to smooth things over, "Forget it, it's quite comfortable for me to sit in the back row once in a while. That's it—"

She nods at Harry.

Laughing to death, no one in this world wants to compete with Sherlock, and he can't compete with this kind of logic monster.

The car quickly drove out of Imperial University of New York.

Harry drove with such a speechless mood, he had never thought that the distance from the school to the hospital would be so far.

The car stopped at an intersection because the light was red.

Qinghe sat in the middle of the back row, silently looking ahead.Because there is no cover from the seat, she can perfectly see the scenery ahead through the front glass of the car.

Naturally... you can also see some people staring at each other.

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