sherlock cat

Jenny wasn't called Jenny more than 500 years before she met Sherlock.

At that time, Xiao Hei often called her Maomao, and Tiger King liked to call her Maoxiaoyao or Xiaomaoyao. At other times, her name would change irregularly between Maomao, Xiaomaoyao, and Maoxiaoyao.

Jenny neither liked nor disliked the names.

Once she suddenly thought, Xiao Hei is a black Bombay cat, so it is called Xiao Hei.She was a silver leopard-print Egyptian cat, and it was a blessing they didn't call her Floret.

After meeting Sherlock, she finally had a name of her own, Jenny.

Sherlock's dream when he was a child was to be a pirate.

Under the warm sunshine in the woods 21 years ago, the little Sherlock who met for the first time told her about his grand blueprint of driving a pirate ship, galloping across the vast sea, robbing the rich and helping the poor.Jeanne was named after a French pirate queen known as the "Breton Lioness".

During the 21 years of practicing hard in the woods, Jenny's favorite pastime in her spare time was to conceive all kinds of thrilling stories for her and Sherlock's sea adventures in her mind.

She doesn't know much about the human world, so in her adventure stories, the villains they want to defeat are shark spirits, turtle spirits, squid spirits...all kinds of sea spirits.They seized the treasures of the deep sea from the spirits, and then distributed the treasures to the poor.The legendary story of her and Sherlock will be spread in the vast ocean for thousands of years...

Jenny is always excited by the stories she conceived.

In the past, Xiao Hei lamented the passage of time, and often liked to say that one day in the mountains is a thousand years in the world.

Those 21 years were the first time that Jenny felt that time was passing so slowly in the mountains.When she was lying alone on the grass looking at the clouds in the sky, curled up on the top of a tree to watch the stars, or went into the stream to catch small fish, she would suddenly stop and imagine what Sherlock was doing at this time.

She didn't feel depressed or sad, she didn't understand these things at that time, and she felt very happy just imagining things related to him in this way.

And when everything is in the past and the days are long enough for her to look back on the past, whether the memories are good or bitter depends on the final outcome.If the ending is happy and smooth, the desolate and lonely past will also have a hint of sweetness; if the ending is not happy and smooth, the infinitely sweet past will also be mixed with absinthe coptis.

Jenny felt that her current ending was quite satisfactory and smooth. The only unsatisfactory thing was that Sherlock lost some of their common memories.

He doesn't remember her name, he calls her "cat" now, plain and simple, without any recognizability.

Jenny didn't want to think, and 21 years later, Sherlock didn't even bother to take the time to come up with a name for her.

She told herself secretly that there was nothing wrong with that.He has no other cats, and his name "cat" is her.A name is just a code name, Jenny or cat is no different.

But in my heart, I always hope that he can recall those past memories.

But how to remind him, Jenny is a little sad.

After these days of getting along, Jenny was very sure that Sherlock had completely forgotten her, and he didn't even remember the half day they spent in the woods.

Jenny was sad for a while, of course, but it was really not her style to indulge in sadness blindly.Moreover, compared to the half-day in the past, they now have a longer time together every day.She is content.For half a day, he forgot and forgot, and it was the same for her to remember.

Jenny magnanimously turned over this old story, thinking that she would find a suitable time to transform into a human form in a few days, and just tell Sherlock her name.

But what kind of timing is the right timing? Jenny nestled in front of Sherlock's warm chest in the middle of the night, staring at the dim light at the bedside for a long time, tossing and thinking, thinking and tossing, still clueless.

And remembering the first time she appeared in human form in front of him in Dartmoor, he didn't seem to like her appearance very much, and he didn't even look at her, which shocked her.

In the stillness of the night, Jenny frowned and squeezed closer to Sherlock's chest, feeling that her human form was too careless to reveal.After all, she is very satisfied with the current embrace and the intimate relationship between the two of them, neither of which she wants to lose.

When she was racking her brains to figure out how to reveal her name, this difficult matter was solved by Mrs. Hudson with her sharp eyes.

Jenny didn't know the cause of the incident, but the result of the incident was that one day when Mrs. Hudson asked her to go to the supermarket to buy vegetables together, she called her "Jenny" very abruptly and very naturally.

Jenny didn't sleep well because she was too absorbed in thinking the night before, and she was taking a nap on Sherlock's exclusive sofa. The fireplace behind her kept her warm. Although it was not as warm as Sherlock's embrace, it was better than nothing.

I suddenly heard someone calling me, I doubt it was him, and when I opened my eyes and looked at Mrs. Hudson in a daze, and then ran to her in a daze, yawning, I realized it slowly, Hudson How did Mrs. Sen know her name?

The firewood burning in the fireplace crackled and exploded a spark, and Jenny woke up most of the sleepiness. She raised her head and saw Mrs. Hudson and Watson staring at her.

Jenny continued to finish the half-yawned yawn, but she really couldn't see the deep meaning in their burning eyes, so she returned the same burning eyes to ask.

Obviously, this cross-species generation gap is a bit big, and Dr. Watson and Mrs. Hudson don't quite understand the meaning in her pair of cat eyes.

The two people and the cat were staring at each other, when a quiet voice came leisurely from behind: "Jenny? Who is Jenny?"

Sherlock went to Barts Hospital early this morning. Jenny was a little absorbed in dozing off at that time, so she missed it by mistake.Seeing him come back at this time, all doubts and doubts were left behind, and he ran to him with a few steps and hopped his front paws to beg for petting.

Sherlock took off his coat and scarf, and his body wrapped in a black suit was tall and straight.Jenny's eyes lit up, and she danced more merrily.

Mr. Holmes stepped over Jenny with his long legs and sat on the sofa with his legs crossed.

Jenny immediately jumped onto his lap consciously, and then Sherlock raised his hand to smooth her hair, while looking up at Watson and Mrs. Hudson, as if he was still waiting for their answer.

Jenny is not surprised that Sherlock has this question, after all, he has completely forgotten about the past.What surprised her was that Watson and Mrs. Hudson looked extremely nervous when Sherlock asked this question, as if he had asked some serious questions.

Jenny struggled to put aside Sherlock's beauty for two seconds, recalled a bit, and made sure that he really just asked, who is Jenny?

This is not a difficult question to answer, but the two are so embarrassed.

Now not only Sherlock, but even Jenny is curious.

There is a proverb in the human world that curiosity killed the cat.The general idea is that cats are very curious creatures, and nine lives are not enough to toss.But Jenny disagrees with this. She thinks she is a cat with normal curiosity, and she is only curious on a small scale because this matter seems to be related to her at the moment.

Jenny blinked cat eyes, watching Dr. Watson slowly return to his armchair and sit down, picked up a newspaper very calmly, unfolded it very calmly, then pointed to her calmly and said: "Jenny, A new name for the cat. Mrs. Hudson and I think it's a good fit, what do you think?"

Dr. Watson, who was holding the newspaper, looked indifferent on the surface, but his palms were full of sweat. He deeply felt that he had devoted his whole life to acting.

Jenny immediately looked at Sherlock nervously, worried that he would say something like "I don't think it's suitable" coldly, and she might have to change her name and say goodbye to the name Jenny Belleville.For a moment, I felt very sad.

Fortunately, Sherlock just nodded indifferently.While Jenny breathed a sigh of relief, she was silently sad for a while.Judging by his indifferent expression, it probably doesn't matter if her name is A Mao or A Gou.After thinking about it, she is not just a cat.Immediately more disappointed.

In fact, what Jenny didn't know about the fact that she was nearly stripped of her waistcoat by Mrs. Hudson was a bag of fish and chips.

In the afternoon before the horse loss happened, Watson went to the kitchen to look for food, and saw Mrs. Hudson frowning and thinking about a small bag of fried fish nuggets, as if she had encountered some unsolvable distress.

Dr. Watson, who is helpful, enthusiastic and honest, immediately stepped forward to inquire.

Unexpectedly, this question, something went wrong.

Still a big deal.

After listening to the doctor's inquiry, Mrs. Hudson raised her head solemnly and said firmly, "I think she is Jenny."

Watson was stunned.

The name Jenny, they hadn't mentioned it for a year.

A year later, when Dr. Watson heard the name again, he was in a daze for a while, and even doubted whether the things related to the name really happened.

Probably they all pretended to be too involved, or pretended that these things never happened, so that they, the living people, felt less guilty.

Watson remembered that after those things happened a year ago, Sherlock modified his memory overnight and erased everything in his mind.Mycroft showed up on time - he always showed up on time at the most appropriate time - and asked them to cooperate, saying that this was Sherlock's protection mechanism, and his doing so showed that he had reached the limit and he could not accept the reality...

They obeyed, not only them, but also Lestrade and Scotland Yard. Watson didn't know what tricks Mycroft used. In short, everyone who knew Jenny never mentioned this name again, as if she had never Happened, and those things never happened.

Time has passed, and looking back, Watson still doesn't know whether his decision at that time was right or wrong.But if it happened again, he would probably still make the same choice.

With a brain like Sherlock's, if he remembers it, he will remember it forever.It was too painful, too painful even for Sherlock.If there is no room for change, it is better to forget it completely.

Watson could not understand why Mrs. Hudson suddenly mentioned this taboo name.He opened his mouth to ask, but couldn't make a sound for a moment.

The kettle on the stove boiled and squealed.

The doctor picked up the kettle and put it away. He paused for a few seconds before asking Mrs. Hudson what she meant.

Mrs. Hudson looked pityingly at Dr. Watson.But Watson doesn't need these mercies, Sherlock does.

At the beginning of Sherlock's memory rewriting, Watson observed him silently for more than a month.When it was confirmed that he had really completely erased those memories, the doctor couldn't tell whether he felt more comforted or more disappointed.

Mrs. Hudson said softly but firmly again: "That cat, John, is Jenny."

Watson laughed as Mrs. Hudson remarked that the cat liked the fish fingers and nuggets from the fish shop on Marylebone Road as much as Jenny.

Watson said: "It's a cat, Mrs. Hudson, and cats like fish fingers."

"But she only likes the fish fingers at the fish shop in Marylebone Road!" said Mrs. Hudson stubbornly.

"It likes to eat the fish sticks there because it's Sherlock's favorite fish shop," Watson said.

Mrs. Hudson looked at him in silence.

Watson was also stunned.

Because of this sentence, he also said it a year ago.It's just that the "it" at that time was "she".

Mrs. Hudson nodded knowingly, and repeated: "It's Jenny. I know she is."

This time the tone was completely affirmative.

Dr. Watson was speechless.Although he knew that Jenny from a year ago sometimes did amazing things, like... like those superheroes.Yes, superheroes, this is already Watson's boldest imagination.Ask him to imagine it a thousand times, and he won't think that Jenny is a cat.This is ridiculous.

The doctor shook his head.

"Jenny is dead, Mrs. Hudson," he whispered. "I don't want to admit it, but we all know she died a year ago."

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The author has something to say: Well, only Mrs. Hudson is true love......

Don't worry, Maomao has the assistance of Mrs. Hudson, so the road of body promise can go more smoothly.

Thanks to the three cute mines, meh:

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