sherlock cat

As soon as Jenny saw Rosie's mother, she knew that she was indeed going to die soon.

She was lying on the white hospital bed, like a plant that had been completely sucked out of its vitality.Except for a rotting body, everything in her body was eaten away by the disease.

When Xiao Hei said that human life is short, Jenny didn't feel much, because she hadn't had much contact with human beings before, and although she has contacted them now, she has never witnessed a dying person.

Until now, Jenny really realized that human life is not only very short, but also extremely fragile.

The sunlight outside the window was just right, and a Magnolia magnolia stood in the window, stretching its thick green leaves in the cold wind.

Two young nurses passed by under the tree, one of them suddenly stopped in amazement, and said to the other: "God, why did this magnolia bloom? Isn't magnolia blooming in summer? It's deep winter now !"

In the cold wind of Shuoshuo, the white petals with a large bowl mouth spread out to the surroundings, like lotus flowers hanging on the tree, overflowing with fragrance.

Jenny walked out alone along the corridor when she came.

This corridor is very long, and there are many doors on both sides of the corridor. Behind each door is a ward, and each ward is filled with fragile human beings suffering from various diseases.

Jenny is not a person full of sympathy. The reason why she feels a little dull is just because she thinks that Sherlock is also such a human being.Behind every door here lies his kind.

Birth, old age, sickness, and death are natural laws that human beings must experience.Even if she can stay with Sherlock to protect him and accompany him, it can't stop the human genes in his body from aging day by day.

In fact, Jenny has known these things for a long time, but she has never seriously thought about them.

When she decided to leave the forest to look for Sherlock, Xiaohe once persuaded her earnestly, saying that human beings are the most greedy creatures in the world.

But after all, which species is not greedy?

Just like their monsters, with 500 years of cultivation, they want 1000 years, and after 1000 years, they want 2000 years...

Just like her, at first she only wanted to find Sherlock, and then "promise with her body" all at once to repay his "life-saving grace".Later, he greedily hoped to be with him forever.

Now, I feel that life is too short and not enough.

Whether it is a human or a demon, or other creatures in this world, as long as they are alive, they have their own greed.

She is also just a vulgar little cat demon who has not been able to get rid of the vulgar taste.

Jenny just walked all the way in the corridor thinking about how to realize her "greed".I don't know if Xiao Hei has any spells to strengthen his body and continue his life.As an old monster who lived for an unknown number of years, Jenny felt that he must have.

If there is anything in this world that attracts Jenny's attention the most, except fried fish, it must be Sherlock.

Usually, as long as Sherlock appeared within three meters, Jenny would always notice it immediately, then quickly ran to him, shouted "Sherlock!" happily, and gave him a big smile.

This time, he was too absorbed in thinking, causing a certain cat's radar system to malfunction, completely oblivious to the skinny man in a black coat with cute curly hair who appeared about two meters in front of him.

Not only did he not notice, but he walked past him without looking sideways.

Sherlock: "..."

Jenny, who was immersed in her own thoughts, felt that her arm was suddenly pulled by a strong force. Fortunately, before her body reacted instinctively, she noticed the familiar aura in time.

The consequence of giving up resistance was that Jenny followed that force directly and hit his chest.

How could Jenny, who usually climbed without a pole, give up such a great opportunity, she didn't feel embarrassed at all, she immediately leaned against Sherlock and stopped moving, and consciously pressed it tighter.

A familiar voice sounded above his head: "Why did you suddenly decide to come to the hospital?"

Jenny's cheek pressed against his soft, thick coat.He still carried the chill of the winter outside, which easily calmed down her chaotic thoughts.

"I didn't save her," Jenny began to confess, "I just wove them an illusion, a dream without illness and pain, so that their family could say goodbye there."

Sherlock held her by the shoulders to make her stand on her own, and after looking at her for a while, he praised her in his characteristic deep and sweet voice: "You did a good job."

Jenny smiled, and leaned over to take his hand.

"Let's go."

"Ah."

But they didn't make it.

Because I met an acquaintance.

In fact, Sherlock had spotted the particularly tall and conspicuous figure in the crowd not far away, but Jenny didn't notice that her full attention was on him, which made Mr. Holmes very satisfied, and he didn't think there was any need to remind him.

Unfortunately, just as they were about to leave, this unwelcome figure also found them.

"Jenny!" Someone shouted from afar.

Even if Jenny didn't have sensitive hearing, she couldn't hear it, because the other party was screaming very loudly.

So she stopped and looked in the direction of the sound.

Jenny saw that Driss was not far away, successfully breaking through from a hanging infusion bottle and a patient in a wheelchair, and walking towards her.

While waiting for Driss to approach, Jenny thought back a little and found that she hadn't seen Driss since she attended Philip's birthday party that day.If it wasn't for his sudden appearance today, Jenny would have once again forgotten about this friend who took the initiative to be her friend.

After a short self-reflection again, Jenny greeted with extra enthusiasm: "Hi, Deris, long time no see, how are you?" She even greeted his family members, "And Adama, he Are you ok?"

Driss hesitated for a moment in front of Jenny's bright smile, then said, "Uh, I'm fine. Adama is fine too. Thank you."

At this moment, Jenny suddenly saw that Driss's big black hands were holding various receipts, and in the other hand was carrying a bag containing a lot of medicines.

Only then did Jenny remember that this is a hospital.If you look closely, his complexion is indeed not very good.

The smile on Jenny's face faded, and her expression became serious.

"are you sick?"

"Oh, you're talking about this." Driss lifted up the small medicine bag in his big hand and shook it, "Yes, I've been feeling a little sick for the past two days..."

Jenny frowned and interrupted him: “Then will you die?”

ha?Driss was stunned for a while, determined that her question was serious, and said stupidly: "I don't think so, I just have a bad cold. As long as I'm not unlucky, I think these little pills can cure me."

Jenny nodded reassuringly.She only has two lives left now, and she cherishes them more, and she may be a little reluctant to take out one to save him.

Of course, she can also choose not to save her like she did with Rossi's mother.But no matter what Driss said, she also bears the name of her friend, and it seems that she has lost her friend's morality.

Although Driss really needed her to fulfill her friend's morality and exchange a tail for his life, Jenny would most likely ignore her friend's morality and reluctantly choose to "see death without saving".But she still hopes in her heart that this day will be a little later.

Abandoning her friend's morality and doing nothing to save her would probably make Jenny feel sincerely guilty, but she also sincerely did not want to part with her own life.She only had two lives left, and she had to keep one for herself, and she wanted to keep the extra one for Sherlock.

Probably this is what Tiger King called "the trial of human nature".

According to Tiger King, a philosopher in their woods, whether it is a human or a demon, if one side faces the sun, the other side must face the sun, so everyone has his own dark side, which is like our shadow.We have to dig out our dark side from time to time, and also bask in the sun, so as not to get damp, moldy, or even rotten over time.

Tiger King is undoubtedly a connotative and pursuing tiger who likes to use metaphors very much.I have to say that his metaphors are extremely refined, vivid and unique every time, which deeply impressed Jenny.

This life philosophy education class that connects human nature and all things in nature is no exception, and it is so vivid that Jenny remembers it to this day.Thinking back a little, I can even remember clearly the day when the weather was exceptionally good, they discussed profound philosophical issues, and then went to the rabbit hole to block the little rabbit monster twice.

Having said that, for so many years, Xiao Hei has not learned at all the educational methods and concepts of Tiger King's "teaching with fun, and learning with fun", and he does not know how to keep pace with the times, which is very worrying.And as his half student, Jenny felt particularly sad.

Driss, who was on the opposite side, didn't notice that Jenny's thoughts had strayed extremely far away, he looked at the detective who had been standing motionless by the side, and said hesitantly, "Jenny, can I talk to you? "

Jenny didn't understand what Driss meant, and said happily, "Of course, you can tell me, and I'm listening."

Driss said awkwardly: "I mean, can I talk to you alone?"

Jenny blinked, subconsciously looking at Sherlock.

Sherlock didn't look at her.His gray pupils first glanced at Derris lightly, then turned to Jenny, and said to her, "I'll wait for you at the door."

Before she could answer, she walked towards the exit of the hospital.

Jenny silently watched Sherlock's back gradually walking away for a while.Although it was just a back view, Jenny could still recognize him at a glance from so many people.

Thin, tall and straight, good-looking.

His long black coat hung down, and the hem of his coat was blown into a beautiful parabola by the air mixed with the strong smell of disinfectant.

There is a kind of person in this world. As long as he exists, other people can only fade away automatically and become a dim background.

In Jenny's eyes, Sherlock is such a person.

But for some reason, she obviously didn't do anything, looking at his back like this, suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of guilt in her heart.This is really strange.

"Jenny." Driss called out to her, bringing back her wandering thoughts at any time.

Jenny turned her face back and looked at Dris.

Driss suddenly twitched like a big girl and fell silent.

Jenny intentionally reminded him that his tall and mighty appearance is really not suitable for this kind of twisting posture, but when he thought of his already "fragile" human body, he was still sick at the moment, and she couldn't bear it, so she had to tactfully say Reminder: "Don't you have something to say?"

Driss hesitated for a while before saying, "I've thought about it for a long time, Jenny, you were the one who cured Philip, right?"

Jenny froze for a moment, not expecting this to be what he was going to talk about.

Just about to open her mouth to speak, Driss interrupted her hastily: "Don't deny it too quickly, I know it's you."

Jenny said frankly: "I don't want to deny it. I made Philip stand up. But I didn't cure him."

It was Driss who discovered the "secret", and it was also Driss who ran to Jenny to ask for confirmation. Jenny admitted that he seemed more surprised than she was.

Human beings are so contradictory and complicated.

Jenny sighed silently in her heart, giving him time to digest slowly.

After a while, Driss asked hesitantly, "Are you... a mutant?"

This was the first time Jenny heard the word mutant.Sherlock rarely watches TV, and neither does Jenny.And there are no mutants in Britain, at least that's what the TV news and newspapers say.

Driss' hesitation was justified.Not only because mutants are a rare species after all, but more importantly, humans and mutants have not always gotten along very well.Although there is no record of mutants in the UK, that is only an official statement. There is no doubt that mutants are worldwide, and genetic mutations do not respect national boundaries.No report doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

But in this regard, Jenny's question is much simpler.

"What's a mutant?" she asked.

Driss was a little surprised by this question: "You don't know about mutants?!"

Immediately, Dries recalled all kinds of ignorance of Jenny, and felt that he was the one who asked this question so stupidly.

"Mutants are humans with genetic mutations and certain superpowers."

Dries briefly explained.

But no matter how much they don't listen, the mutants' final foothold is still human beings.

"I'm not a mutant." Jenny shook her head and said with certainty.

After all, the premise of a mutant has to be a person.

Finally, Jenny said to Dris: "I'm not a mutant, I can only tell you so much. You just need to know that I won't hurt you, and I won't hurt anyone at will." After thinking about it, Jenny said again, "You are my friend, Derris. I don't have many friends, so if you need help, come to me on Baker Street. As long as I can do it, I will try my best to help you."

Driss stared at her blankly for a long time.

Jenny says she doesn't have many friends, while Dries says he has many.At least he used to think so.

He used to steal, rob, drink, smoke marijuana, evade the police with those "friends"... In the end, of course, he failed to escape.All this earned him six months in prison.After he got out of prison, he met Philip and Jenny.

He has so many "friends", and no one has ever said such a thing to him.Of course, even if they told him, he probably wouldn't believe it.

But Jenny just stood in front of him and told him plainly that they were friends, and she would help him as long as he needed help.

Then he believed it so easily.

When Jenny turned to leave, Dries suddenly remembered the detective who was standing with them just now.

Driss always felt that Sherlock was not good enough for Jenny, at first it was just because Jenny was too beautiful.Later, after getting to know Jenny, Driss became more determined in his mind.

In Dries' view, although Jenny sometimes has weird ideas, this does not detract from her beauty, gentleness, and kindness at all. On the contrary, because of her ignorance of the world at certain times, she is more unique and mysterious.

And what about the cold detective?Arrogant and conceited, bitter and mean, with the indifference of not entering strangers, even acquaintances written all over his body.

But at this moment, Dries felt for the first time that Jenny and Sherlock Holmes were actually very similar, and they had a common trait—a trait that could be easily trusted and delivered.Because they are equally strong, confident, and value rare but important friends.

Driss didn't tell Jenny, but when she said she would try her best to help him, she already took practical actions to make him lose his job.Philip was "healed" by Jenny, and obviously no longer needed the personal care of Driss.

Philip, a good boss and friend, offered to offer Dries another job, but Dries refused.He prefers to seek a career through his own efforts, and he believes that he can do it.And he did.

He is now an employee of a courier company, and he is doing very well. He even thinks that the company's beautiful colleague Elsa is very interesting to him. The two may soon write a romance.

When Jenny walked out of the hospital gate, she saw Sherlock waiting for her on the doorstep.

There were people coming and going all around, but the corner where he stood was always very quiet.His curly black hair hung on his forehead. When Jenny saw it, she felt her heart soften, and an indescribable bubble of happiness kept bubbling out.

She was going to look for him early in the morning, but the sun had already climbed overhead after such a delay.

She didn't go to him, but he came to her.This made Jenny very happy.

But Jenny's joy didn't stop there.Although she didn't know why, she could sense that Sherlock didn't like Driss very much.However, there are not many people who can be liked by him, so it is not surprising that he doesn't like Dries.But when she talked to Dries just now, Sherlock wasn't impatient or unhappy at all, and was willing to wait for her outside.So Jenny is happy.

As soon as she came out, Sherlock saw it, stood there waiting for a while, and found that she had suddenly stopped leaving, and was still standing there staring at him.

Mr. Holmes, who could not wait for anyone, frowned.

Jenny rushed over immediately.

Sherlock: "..." I feel like I've been seen through...

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Jenny took his hand and rubbed it flatteringly on his face, "Let's go home."

Sherlock held her back.

"So," those gray eyes looked at her seriously, "you haven't answered me yet, why did you come to the hospital all of a sudden?"

Jenny blinked in surprise, didn't she answer?

Sherlock answered her with affirmative eye contact.

Jenny was bored for a while, she thought this topic was over.

But it's clearly not over here with Sherlock.

Jenny tried to get away with it, and took out the phone from her pocket: "Is this a gift from you?"

Sherlock said nothing.

Jenny smiled nicely and said, "I like it very much."

Sherlock watched her performance indifferently.

"In this way, we can talk at any time, but we are always together, and there are probably not many times when it works." Jenny worked very hard, and she also worked hard to change the subject.

The movie king, Detective Sherlock Holmes, looked at her for a while, then took the phone from her hand, and tapped the screen with his slender fingers.

Jenny stood quietly without stopping.

A few seconds later, Sherlock raised his eyes slightly and returned the phone to her.

The sun was overhead, so bright that Jenny couldn't see the expression on his face.

"Let's go." She just heard him whisper.

"Ah."

Jenny put the phone back into her pocket and saw that he had turned and walked forward.

Xiao ran to catch up to him, and deftly stuffed his hand into his palm.After a while, I felt warm.

The big hand holding her delicate and warm little hand tightened tightly.

Jenny asked cheerfully, "Have you found that comic killer?"

Sherlock said, "Found it."

"It's amazing! Is the murderer the cartoonist?"

"No."

"Is that his book fan?"

"……no."

"Is that his neighbor?" He had already begun to ask indiscriminately.

"……no."

Well, Jenny smacked her lips, cat paws put a shade on her eyebrows, looked at the sun in the middle of her head, and said worriedly: "I don't know if Mrs. Hudson has prepared fish and chips at noon today, We didn't tell her we were going back for lunch either."

I don't know how the topic magically changed from the murder case to Mr. Holmes who had lunch: "..."

Then they took a taxi that made a quick trip to Marylebone Road, where Jenny happily bought her favorite fish and chips.

On such a winter day, such watery sunlight, there is a cloud in the sky that is blown by the wind and slowly disperses.

In a taxi driving smoothly on the streets of London, Sherlock turned his face away, and Jenny Ann was sitting beside him.

Even in human form, she always maintains many cat habits.For example, she likes to curl up next to him whenever circumstances permit.At this moment, she is still holding her rations contentedly, and her bright and clear green cat eyes seem to reflect the whole world.

Sherlock moved subconsciously to make her curl up more comfortably on top of him.

Jenny didn't know, but Sherlock understood that Moriarty's behavior today was not only a provocation, but also a demonstration.He had just gotten Jenny's cell phone, and he knew her cell phone number.It can be seen how impenetrable his news network is.

Jenny really didn't understand Moriarty's diverse and abnormal personality.But she doesn't say a lot of things, it doesn't mean she doesn't know.

She knew, for example, that the person calling today was the same person at Christmas.

At Christmas, that person sent a mobile phone and said to her, Merry Christmas.That phone also had an information notification tone that she didn't like very much.

Jenny thought very seriously about the feasible plan of killing this person immediately as soon as she appeared in front of her.

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