sherlock cat

When it came time to speak, Jenny realized that she wanted to ask more than one question.

She wanted to ask him, did he really love her when he said he loved her, or did he love her because of guilt?

During the four days when she disappeared, did he worry, did he want to find her even for a moment?

I remember that when Jenny asked Dries to help analyze the relationship between her and Sherlock and "that woman", Dries once said that Sherlock's kindness to her may be out of guilt.

Jenny almost believed it at that time, but Sherlock immediately found her and confessed his love to her vigorously.

How happy she was then.Almost immediately let go of all the grudges in my heart.Just because she has no memory of the past.

She didn't mean the painful memories she experienced when she was captured by Moriarty. No matter how hurt she was emotionally, Jenny could tell it clearly that it was between her and Moriarty, and it was hers. Recklessness and ignorance caused all the consequences, nothing to do with Sherlock.

What she said had no memory was the memories of her and Sherlock.

If she had those memories, she would know, originally, that Sherlock didn't like her.

Everyone knew that she liked him, and she never shy away from liking him, even if she did it all over again, she would still be the same.That's why Donovan and Scotland Yard call her Sherlock's "ex-girlfriend" when she reappears.

However, Sherlock never responded to her.

there has never been.

It all started after she came back from the dead.

Jenny could think of no other reason for his sudden change, other than the "guilty feeling" that Dries said.

Sherlock says he loves her.

Jenny believed he wouldn't lie to her, so he was guilty enough to let himself fall in love with her?

It was quite a challenge for Jenny to have so many and messy questions in her heart.In the past, there were no more than two things in her mind. The most debilitating problem she had thought about was how to catch that cunning rabbit demon without bloodshed and without anyone noticing, without alarming Xiao Hei. He ate the roasted rabbit meat that he had read for a long time.Most of the time, she actually doesn't like to think much.

Jenny thought with shame, how she had the cheek to say "I'm not stupid" when she confessed her love to Sherlock.

At this moment, the oldest court in London was filled with solemnity. I don't know if it was because of the judge's gavel or because of the confrontation between Jenny and Sherlock.

All eyes are on them, including the professor and Stark who came from afar.

In such solemnity and quietness, Jenny's thoughts drifted a little far away.She remembered what Xiao Hei had just said to her when he rescued her who had lost her nine tails.

Xiao Hei said that human beings have the rules of the human world, and demons have their own rules.

When we don't touch these rules, it doesn't seem to exist.But once you cross it, it becomes a natural chasm. If you don't fall, you won't know how deep the ditch is and how painful it is.

She didn't believe it then.Because when she just woke up, she had already forgotten those most tragic memories, and she turned back into an ignorant, brave and fearless big cat demon.

This joke that God played with her is really infuriating, but there is nothing you can do about it.

Jenny brushed away all these many and complicated thoughts, and picked out the question that had been in her heart for the longest time, the question that she wanted to live to ask him when she was experiencing the most painful pain.

"Moriarty told me," Jenny heard herself hoarse, "those that will weaken my strength..."

She didn't finish speaking, and she didn't need to finish, when she heard him answer a word briefly.

"Yes."

Jenny froze.

She felt that the eyes he was looking at her at this moment were a bit like a starless sky at night, deserted.Although it is not night now, but daytime, although there are no stars in the sky, there is a round of sun shining warm and gentle light.But she still felt cold.

It's not that she didn't think that she might get an affirmative answer, but when he really answered, she still couldn't recover for a while.

The burning pain seemed to return to the body.

Jenny couldn't figure out why he did it.

Is he afraid of her, worried that she will hurt him?But she would never hurt him.She would rather get hurt herself.

Did he know that those things hurt her?

Does he not know, or does he not care?

Jenny stared at him blankly.For a moment she looked like she was going to cry, but she held back.In fact, she hasn't cried in more than 500 years.

She probably cried when Moriarty caught and cut off her tail.But Jenny didn't think that would count.With such pain, even old monsters like Xiao Hei and Tiger King who have lived for thousands of years and have extensive experience would have to cry.

Jenny forced the tears back into her eyes.

Sherlock frowned at her.

Jenny heard him say, "Goodbye, Miss Jenny Belleville."

……

The weather in those few days was always good, the sky was blue and blue, and the spring sunshine was not blocked by a cloud, leaking from the zenith like pieces of gold, quiet and beautiful, unreal, like an illusion performed by Xiao Hei.

With such a good weather, against Jenny's bad mood, she deeply realized that God really did not deal with her most of the time, and the rest of the time, if she accidentally said what she wanted, it was purely accidental .

After Sherlock said goodbye to her that day, she was brought back to the small white box and imprisoned.

Her spells have been restored and she can go wherever she wants.But she has nowhere to go.

In Jenny's memory, she and Sherlock said goodbye three times.

The first time was 22 years ago, when he waved to her and said, "Goodbye, Jenny." The sun shone through the layers of leaves on his young cheeks, and on her smooth fur.

Then it took 22 years for her to find him again.

The second time was a year ago, when she was dying, there was no sunshine in the sky, but there were stars in the sky, she smiled and said to him wearily: "Goodbye, Sherlock."

Then it took her a year to find him again.

This was the third time he had said to her so coldly and distantly: "Good-bye, Miss Jeanne Belleville."

But Jenny didn't know if she still had the strength to find him this time.

In fact, Jenny has been a very simple cat since she was a child. No matter what she does, she can be single-minded. She can skip class and catch fish.

I still remember that when she first wanted to eat fish, Xiao Hei and Tiger King didn’t help her. She was still a little milk cat and she went to catch it conscientiously by herself. Finally, from the beginning of looking forward to the fish, she finally grew into a A small expert at catching fish.

So later she fell in love with Sherlock, and she loved it wholeheartedly.While liking him was a little harder than catching fish or skipping class, or all the things she'd done before, she didn't think about giving up.

When Sherlock stood in court and said goodbye to her, Jenny was actually at a loss.She didn't understand what he meant by goodbye, and it took a while to realize, oh, he asked her to go with the professor and Mr. Stark.

Jenny, who understood, was even more at a loss.She has lived for more than 500 years, except for the forest she has been familiar with since she was a child, she only knows the city of London where Sherlock lives.

U.S.Jenny had never heard of it before.She didn't understand why Sherlock wanted her to go to this place, and didn't really want to.

But the day to leave.Jenny, who didn't really want to go, went anyway.

Watson and Mrs. Hudson came to see her off, Dries and Philip, and finally Rosimir and her father.

Jenny looked behind them worriedly, a little worried that her animal companions from the zoo would also come to see her off.Fortunately, everyone is generally more reliable, and this miracle did not happen.

Dries also brought a painting, saying it was a parting gift for her.

Jenny took it over flattered, and stared at the colorful ball for a while, but still couldn't figure out what was on the painting.

Dries said that the technique of famous paintings is to make people unable to see what they are painting, which is called abstract art.He also said that Philip once paid forty thousand pounds to buy back a pool of nosebleeds splattered on the drawing paper.At that time, he felt that if that kind of painting was a famous painting, he could also paint it.So he really drew a picture at that time.

"Philip sold my first painting, how much do you think it sold for?" Dries asked.

Before Jenny could guess, Driss couldn't wait to announce the answer.

"A whole ten thousand pounds!"

Jenny looked at Philip.

Philip nodded with a smile.But from his smile, Jenny felt that there must be a mystery hidden in it.

Jenny has no concept of human money, so she calculated it silently in her heart.A serving of fish and chips costs about ten pounds, and [-] pounds can buy a thousand servings of fish and chips.Well, that does sound like a lot of money.

Driss told her that he must keep his painting well, and it might appreciate in value in the future.

Jenny solemnly agreed.

Mr. Stark, in his smart suit and tie, poked his head out of his private jet to remind her that it was time to go.

Jenny held Driss's painting, and looked back uncontrollably, until she saw the shadow of clouds and the sun at the end of the sky, but she didn't see the figure she expected.

Mrs. Hudson hugged her with watery eyes, so that Jenny also wet her eyes.

"I don't know what's going on between you two," Mrs. Hudson whispered in her ear, "but, Jenny, don't be disappointed in Sherlock—although he does disappointing things sometimes, But that's not what he meant to do. You know, he's just different."

Jenny struggled to lift Driss's painting, which almost fell to the ground, and nodded slightly.She knew Sherlock was different, and she liked that he was different.She just wasn't sure if he still liked her differently.

Jenny didn't look out the porthole after she sat down on the plane. She lowered her head and stared at the tips of her fingers on her lap.

She hadn't seriously thought about it before, but now she suddenly realized that every time she expected him to appear, he didn't come.

Of course, she lost this memory before, and she couldn't even think about it seriously. Now that the memory is back, she can finally think about it seriously.

Like a big bird with its wings outstretched, the plane slowly climbed to the sky and passed smoothly through the thin clouds.Jenny thought hard about the memory she had lost in the past.

In those memories she lost, she was actually no different from when she found Sherlock again later.She also likes to be by his side all the time. When he is doing experiments or thinking about the case alone, she will accompany him and wait for him at the place closest to him.If you are really sleepy after waiting, just climb on the table and take a nap.

Sometimes when she wakes up, he is still busy, and sometimes, when she wakes up, he is gone.

Once at the Butts Hospital, where he was at the bench working on experiments that she couldn't understand at all—Lestrade had brought him a case that particularly excited him.

He stayed in the laboratory for a particularly long time that day. In order not to disturb him, he was still unable to talk. Jenny was a little bored waiting, so she climbed on the laboratory table opposite him and fell asleep.

When she woke up, it was pitch black, except for a faint blue light from an unknown instrument.She called his name vaguely, but no one answered.

She was stunned for a long time before realizing that Sherlock had already left.

Jenny kept comforting herself in her heart. The case must be too urgent. Seeing that she was fast asleep, Sherlock couldn't bear to wake her up, so he left alone.Maybe he will come to her soon.

She just waited and waited alone in the dark laboratory.

He didn't come.

Later she returned to Baker Street alone.

When she returned to the apartment, she saw Sherlock sitting comfortably on the sofa reading a newspaper.

Jenny was so wronged that she was about to cry, but she couldn't bear to lose her temper with him, so she reminded him with red eyes: "Did you leave something in the lab?"

Sherlock asked without looking up, "What?"

Jenny pointed at herself: "Me! You left me in the lab!"

Only then did he lift his head from the newspaper, looked at her for a while, then lowered his head again, and said coldly: "Obviously you have the basic ability to recognize the way, and you came back successfully."

Jenny was so choked that she couldn't speak, and finally told him aggrievedly that he could not leave her behind in the future.

But with such a good memory, he didn't remember her words.

He would still leave her behind.

Sometimes it's the Scotland Yard offices, sometimes it's a restaurant or a café.

So when Jenny waited for him again, no matter how long or how boring she was, she refused to sleep.Anyway, she is a demon, she can sleep or not.

Since then, he has never left her behind...

At that time, she might have been a little sad, but she had always been a cat with a big heart, and she had never gotten along with people before.She felt that the things she cared about were trivial compared to Sherlock's urgent and important cases.It doesn't matter if she sleeps less or not.Besides, she felt very happy to be with him every day.Those little sorrows are like dewdrops that condense on the grass leaves in the morning, and disappear without a trace as soon as the sun shines.

Even if she recalled it now, what Jenny cared most about was not her own loneliness and sadness, but she wondered uncertainly, did she bore him very much when she followed him and clinged to him like that at that time?

In fact, in the memories she didn't remember, Sherlock really rarely showed any difference to her.To him, Jenny thought, she was about as much as Watson or Mrs. Hudson, one of the few people he could call a friend.He is such a proud man with so few friends, to be his friend is already a great thing.

If she stayed at the position of a friend with peace of mind, maybe many things later would not have happened, and she would not have suffered those hardships.

So in the final analysis, it was her greed that caused the trouble, and Sherlock was innocently affected by her a lot.

There is a saying in human beings that the heart is not enough to swallow the elephant.It turns out that the cat has a lack of heart and is quite harmful.

In retrospect, it was quite reasonable for Sherlock to want her to leave.

Comparing her heart to her heart, if she was accompanied by a clingy and noisy person of unknown origin every day, she would also want to get rid of this trouble as soon as possible and leave her ears clean.

The light outside the window is dazzling, the blue sky is like the sea surface illuminated by the sun, and the white clouds are crowded and rolling, like waves breaking off the sea surface.

Jenny thought infinitely sadly, it was not easy for Sherlock to endure her for so long.Thinking about his usual intolerant and impatient temperament, I feel even more difficult about him.

He is 12 points enough for her, she shouldn't let herself continue to be greedy.

The author has something to say: Can you understand the brain circuits of cats?

That is, although she is a love brain, she is a very rational love brain. She clearly distinguishes the pain she suffered before, although it has something to do with Sherlock, but at the root, it is her and Mo The matter between Riarty was caused by her being too clumsy to beat Moriarty, and Sherlock is not responsible for it.

The only thing she was sad about was that Sherlock might not like her.But there is never right or wrong on the issue of emotion, so she will be sad, but she will still not blame Sherlock for her sadness.

It is her freedom to like him, and it is also Sherlock's freedom not to like her.

Well, having said so much, you probably still have to raise your knives, I'll just lay down and let you chop...

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