[Moriarty of Worrying about the Country] Descartes Formula

Because of Chris's message, William felt something was wrong as soon as he came back, so in order to keep it secret, he didn't call the groom, but got on the carriage and headed towards the place Chris left behind.

On the way here, seeing the sound of explosions and the mushroom cloud rising above, his heart stopped for a moment, and he rushed over there even more quickly.When he arrived at the mansion, it had been burned to the ground, and there were many onlookers around. William pulled the brim of his hat to cover his appearance, and quickly searched for Chrissy.

There will be no explosion here for no reason, unless Chris detonates it herself. William also knows the horror of her chemical reagents, so he thinks that Chris must have escaped. Many people surrounded the front door, and William frowned. He walked around to the back door and saw a figure lying on the ground in the alley. His heart almost stopped beating for a moment. The unstoppable panic was like countless hands crawling out of hell holding his feet, making it difficult for him to move.

I don't know if she felt a familiar breath, the girl raised her eyelids with difficulty and looked at the person, "William." Like breaking the spell to stop time, William's face appeared for the first time. With uncontrollable fear and panic, he rushed over, knelt on the ground, and held Chris, who was covered in blood and burns, with trembling hands. Although he didn't know how her injury was, the weight on his hands It's as if it will disappear into nothingness in the next moment, without any sense of substance.

William took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wrapped it around the bleeding spot on the girl's right hand. This position is so familiar. It was the spot where Chris was injured that year to save Louis. What happened? Why did the wound open and be so serious after a long time, and other places, William wanted to pick up Chris and take her to the hospital, but at the moment she was covered in bruises, he was a little afraid to do it, if the injury was more serious due to being bumped by the carriage, His usual calmness, intelligence, and sense of distance seem to disappear in an instant. At this moment, he is like an ordinary mortal who doesn't know what to do when he sees his lover hurt.

Feeling the little vitality left in her body, the girl shook her head helplessly. She raised her head and looked at William. Those beautiful ruby-like eyes seemed to be stained with dust at this moment. From those eyes, she I saw myself in a state of embarrassment.She bit her lip and put her hands over his eyes.

"Chris?..." William said with fear and doubt in his tone, "Don't look, ugly." The girl frowned when she heard her hoarse voice.

"How come...Chris is always the most beautiful, no matter what time it is." William's trembling eyelashes brushed against the girl's palm, and she unconsciously showed a bright smile, "Well, William will always be the most handsome, too. So... don't be sad, I"

The girl coughed, and felt a bloody smell rushing up her throat. When she was thrown to the bookcase and rolled down, it seemed that her stomach or lungs were injured, and then she was blown away by the explosion and suffered a second trauma. At this moment, there is always a feeling of spitting out the internal organs, and the girl suppressed the bloody smell and swallowed it.

"I...I..." The girl looked at William who was obediently covered by her eyes, her whole body was trembling slightly, her nose was sore, how could William make such a gesture for her, he should be forever Calm and smart standing on top of all...God.

Listening to Chris's weak voice, William felt his heart keep falling into the darkness, "Stop talking, I'll take you to see a doctor."

"No, I can feel it already..." The girl couldn't even shake her head, but she still put her hand on William's face with a bit of nostalgia, "I'm sorry for letting you see me like this." On the one hand, don’t pursue the matter this time, it’s the result of my recklessness and recklessness. Although there are still many things I want to tell you, I want to see the more dazzling William when I grow up, but I’m sorry , the letter to everyone is under the closet in my room."

Listening to Chrissy's last words, William closed his eyes for a moment, and a streak of hot crystals slid down her palm and dripped onto her face. The girl was taken aback, she put down her hand, and lowered her head "It's my fault, I shouldn't be your weakness. If possible, no, I will." The girl stretched out her hand and took William's hand. "Let's pull the hook, I will always be with you. "

Hearing the long-lost familiar words, William was stunned for a second. He stretched out his little finger strangely, and the two fingers were hooked together, "The hook must not be changed for 100 years." After completing her agreement ceremony, the girl tilted her head slightly, Leaning into William's chest, "This is not bad, compared to the cold fire." She didn't finish the sentence, but closed her eyes as if falling into a gentle dream, lying quietly on William's bed with a smile on her lips. in the arms.

William combed away the blood-stained and coagulated blond hair with his hands, revealing a complete face with some scratches. He lowered his head and sprayed warm breath on Chrissy's face, as if she must be awake if she was awake. Will take a few steps back shyly, William is just devoutly like kissing the bride at a wedding, branding a holy farewell kiss on the already cold lips, although it has a bitter taste, Chris has been patient The blood that was swallowed back was passed to William under such a wonderful situation. There was no joy or sorrow on his face, as if time was silent at her last moment.

He gently picked up the already cold body, and put her on the carriage, "Let's go home, Chris, my wife."

Moriarty Estate

Louis waited anxiously at home, while Albert sat on the sofa. Although he didn't walk around like Louis, you could also see that his eyes were out of focus, with a rare anxiety, as if something unexpected happened things.

Chris and William, what the hell is going on.

"The carriage, brother William and sister Chris are back." Louis' eyes lit up and ran out. However, William stopped the carriage, opened the door, and hugged Chris, who was leaning on the door with her head tilted.

Louis stopped in place, his eyes widened suddenly, "Sister Chris...what's wrong." Albert closed his eyes to hide the shocking waves, his first glance I saw it. Chris, who was carried by William, no longer had the breath of a living person. Her face was cold and pale, as if she had been sleeping in a certain dead country forever.

With uncontrollable grief in his heart, he opened his eyes and suppressed that emotion. At this moment, William is more sad than him. He can't show his vulnerable side, otherwise William will be even more...

"I'm sorry to scare you, Louis." William showed a pale smile, "Chris was just a little tired from playing, and she fell asleep now. I'll take her back to the room."

"Brother..." Louis' eyes turned red, and he was so close that he naturally realized that Sister Chris was no longer breathing.

"Well, sister Chrissy is dirty all over. I'll get a towel and wipe her off." Louis blinked, suppressing the sour feeling,

William didn't answer him, and went upstairs with Chris in his arms. Albert followed behind William without saying a word.

It was the first time for Albert to enter Chris's room. It was too simple, with no decorations except for bookcases, wardrobes, desks and beds. It didn't look like a girl's room at all. Earl Cork's room is even simpler. I am afraid that Chris pays more attention to that ideal than William, and works hard for it. She gives up the social activities, afternoon tea and other entertainment activities that normal noble ladies like. Every day in this manor, Make plans in various directions.

Putting Chris on the bed, Louis had already brought a bucket of warm water, wrung out a towel and handed it to William. William's hands wiped it carefully, wiping the coagulated blood from the blond hair, the blood on the forehead, the face Dust on, scratches.

Albert and Louise exited the room and closed the door. Although they were also very sad, William's expression at this moment made them even more worried, so let William and Chris stay for a while at this moment.

After about a while, William's voice came out, "Louis, bring some medical bandages, hemostatic medicine, and burn medicine." Louis hurried downstairs to get them, because there was no doctor at home, so the necessary medicines were prepared. It's all there, but Louis would rather never have to use it.

William's voice sounded as usual, Louis didn't know what to say, and walked into the room.

Chris has been covered by the quilt, and her bare arm is outside the quilt. The overly obvious surgical scar on her right hand made Louis look away. It was to save his injury. Blood oozes out continuously, it seems that the impact of external force makes the old injury relapse.

Louis knelt down beside William, "Brother William, let me deal with it together." "Yes." Without raising his head, William took the hemostatic medicine, rubbed it on the bleeding wound, and then tied it with a bandage skillfully. on the wound.

Although even if you don't care about it, the blood will stop soon, because the blood will slowly coagulate after death.

The last time she bandaged Chrissy's wound, she rushed out and directly grabbed the wound on William's side with her hand. It was obviously so painful, and she faced the ruthless steel with her flesh and blood.

William's eyes were terribly calm, and he dealt with the trauma on Chrissy's body little by little, and finally changed her into a pink skirt that she likes to wear every day. Because she doesn't like bustle and waist, this set is very light. It's home clothes.

It was also easy to put on, the skin under his hands was already stiff, but William still changed his clothes calmly, his long straightened hair splashed on the bed, and Chris with her eyes closed seemed to be really sleeping.

"Let's prepare for the funeral." William got up, obviously there was no roar before, but his voice was hoarse, as if he had suppressed all the voices in his throat and did not vent them out.

"Brother William." Louis got up and looked at William, crying worriedly. "I'm fine, Louis." William turned his head and showed the same smile as before, but Louis felt that this smile made people feel cold for no reason, and there was no warmth like before.

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The author has something to say:

Thank me!Little abuse and joy, this is much better than the plot of crying everyone I imagined before _(:з」∠)_

There is also a BE episode, so I won’t write it in detail, but I can summarize it roughly: CG goes hand in hand

The heroine did not have a third resurrection, and after she died as Chris, she has been following the little professor as a ghost. Seeing that the little professor didn't want to change the country's system slowly and peacefully according to the plan, she began to personally Let's start, killing people like crazy, using the fastest means to eliminate those nobles, causing too much commotion, Mr. Holmes can't stop him, even if it is to express Chris's wishes, William will no longer listen, he has already closed My own heart, just to fulfill my wish earlier, and then go to hell to accompany Chris.Later, Sherlock stood opposite him, and the two became old enemies just like in the original book. Opened his hand, fell down the waterfall and died completely. During this period, the heroine wanted to hold the little professor again and again, but the empty hand could only pass through his body, and could not give him a trace of warmth. The dead soul could not live with him. From the beginning to the end, the little professor didn't know that the heroine followed him and watched him all the time.Like a shadow, I am a shadow that you can never look at, touch, or meet.

The soul of the little professor did not find the heroine in hell. It turned out that the heroine could no longer maintain her obsession after seeing the death of the little professor, and she lost her soul in place. The little professor only learned everything when he was in the prison, and Chris was with him all the time. around, because his death also dissipated.