"I've never been willing to rent out this room." Mrs. Hudson walked to the window and explained to John while reaching for the heavy curtains that were tightly covered, "He has never liked me to clean it for him." Room."

Everyone knows who this 'he' is.

"It's okay, I know." Sunlight penetrated through the window, and John could clearly see that the tables, chairs, and floor were all covered with a thick layer of dust, which was flying wantonly in the light under the interference of him and Mrs. Hudson. It looks like it hasn't been cleaned for two years.John wondered in his heart whether he could tidy up the room today. Obviously, it was quite difficult. For a person who had done little housework for ten years, this could be regarded as a big project.

"Why did you suddenly decide to move back now? What made you change your mind?" Mrs. Hudson turned around gossip and continued to ask.Oh, please forgive a lonely old woman who has lived alone for many years-how lonely and boring her life is, it is rare to find a little joy in life, and of course it is impossible to give up so easily.

"I have to tell you a decision, dear Mrs. Hudson." John stood in the middle of the living room with folded arms and looked around the room curiously. He was still a little uncomfortable with the famous apartment he was going to live in. Here, this is 221B Baker Street!Although he was not very interested in detective novels in his previous life, he also had some basic knowledge of the familiar Sherlock Holmes detective series. Sir Conan Doyle wrote the Sherlock Holmes detective series clearly in the nineteenth century, but , The time he traveled over is obviously still the 21st century?

Of course, after investigation, he also discovered that the 21st century is not the 21st century. He tried to find the follow-up report of his death in a car accident, but although there is China and that city in this world, there is no trace of the car accident, let alone Zhang Hejia. With the existence of people like Li Jian, Lou Yining and others, he was really taken away from the original world by the system, and the original luck was ruthlessly broken.

Well, Miss Secretary was right, not only novels need to keep pace with the times, but people too!

"Oh, what decision?"

Mrs. Hudson woke John up from his endless fugue and settled down. John smiled and told Mrs. Hudson his decision: "I want to understand one thing, so I really have to It's not a joke to move back to 221B." The tone emphasized the last sentence.

I have to say that Mrs. Hudson was really happy with John's decision. She dropped the curtain she was shaking in her hand in surprise, walked around the messy desks, and asked expectantly, "Really?"

"Yes, I want to go back to this place and wait for Sherlock to come back." John stretched out his hand and gently stroked the messy piles of magazines from two years ago on the table, rubbed the dust between his fingers, and frowned. He really didn't like such a messy place, after he cleaned it up, if Sherlock dared to make a mess again when he came back, he would definitely give him a good lesson.

"Oh...well, John, are you okay?" Mrs. Hudson looked at him worriedly, sighed helplessly, and said, "Dear John, although I don't want to admit it, you should understand that Sherlock Already dead, and we went to his funeral. I thought you had accepted this fact in two years, and I understand that you are in pain, but, Sherlock is dead and your life will go on, you Why are you still running away?"

Mrs. Hudson has always paid attention to the interaction between these two people. From the first day they lived in 221B, she could see that the relationship between the two people was unusual. She said that they were lovers. They still refuse to admit it, and even have to sleep in separate bedrooms, but how can anyone believe that they are friends based on their usual way of getting along?This is obviously trying to cover up, these two people are shy!This is a fact that all the three aunts and six wives on Baker Street secretly believe, and it is useless to deny it.However, what makes everyone regretful is that this 'couple' hasn't gone to get a certificate like the couple next door. When it came to bloom and bear fruit, it encountered the tragedy of yin and yang. They are really a pair of 'mandarin ducks'.

Thinking of what happened to John and Sherlock, Mrs. Hudson, who imagined that it was even more exciting than the [-] o'clock bubble show, looked at John with more pity and sympathy, and put her hand on John's shoulder , Comforting: "Dear John, no matter what decision you make, we will firmly support you behind the scenes, don't worry. Although that cruel Sherlock left you at such a young age, since you decided to Widowed for Sherlock, I will support you too, these days, a person as infatuated as you is really as precious as an endangered animal." After finishing speaking, he continued to pat John on the shoulder vigorously, trying to shake her The idea of ​​support was communicated to the young man.

"...Thank you." John silently wiped his sweat in his heart, is the word 'widow' used in the wrong place?Sherlock isn't even dead yet... Well, he was really led astray by Mrs. Hudson! "Well, you really think Sherlock and I are a couple?"

John recalled the memories left in his mind. Is it really so easy to misunderstand the relationship between this body and the detective?However, God knows that the original John really didn't want to understand his ambiguous relationship with Sherlock. He wholeheartedly regarded Sherlock as a good friend and brother. He also thought that he was a straight man who liked sexy, blond and blue-eyed beauties.In the past two years of losing Sherlock, he has been immersed in pain, even if he has noticed some hidden thoughts in himself, he has no object to bend down.

Speaking of the object, John can only sigh deeply now. There is still an important person in the mess left by this body. This is also a major obstacle for him to complete the task. It seems that he needs to find a time Just get it resolved as soon as possible.He is a gay who has been turned, and now he can't be hard on women, so let's forget about women.

"Of course, you are not a couple, who would believe that?" Mrs. Hudson answered naturally.Turning around, he took out a broom and a rag from the corner and handed it to John, muttering, "I just said you are gay, I think you still refused to admit it back then."

"..." This is not the point, Mrs. Hudson?

"Oh John, you are such a shy person, so cute." Mrs. Hudson covered her mouth and smiled kindly, mistakenly thinking that John's momentary sluggishness was due to shyness.

In short, John's silence is a disguised admission of the facts, which made Mrs. Hudson very relieved and happy, so she planned to wait until the afternoon tea party to continue discussing gossip with Mrs. Mary and Mrs. Edward next door. some.By the way, let's see if there are any young talents you know to introduce to John. It's really not worth it to see that John is only in his twenties and will be a widow for Sherlock's "heartbreaker".Appearance is not important, the most important thing is to have a good character, to be able to live a life, and to get along with John.

Well, it's such a happy decision.

"I'm just in a daze." John had to reiterate this fact.

"Okay, okay, I understand, I understand." Mrs. Hudson waved her hand at him, obviously 'facts' are always not accepted by people.Mrs. Hudson also pulled the mop bucket out of the corner, pointed to the messy place in the room, and asked kindly: "Do you need my help to tidy up?"

"Thanks, I think I'll be fine on my own. Sherlock doesn't like people touching his things, you know that." John glanced around the room, making an excuse.In fact, John just wants to make himself more familiar with the apartment he will live in in the future. Although he has the memory of this room, it feels like he is watching a 3D movie, and there is always a sense of incompatibility and strangeness.He felt that it would be more reliable for him to get acquainted with the scene on the spot. Otherwise, with Sherlock's IQ and observation skills, it would be easy to detect his inadvertent sense of disobedience. He definitely didn't want to be Sherlock. The target of scouting!

"Forget it, when will you move back? At that time, I will personally cook a sumptuous meal for you to celebrate." Mrs. Hudson shrugged her shoulders and changed the subject.Well, she already knew that Sherlock hated people messing with things in his room, saying that it would disrupt his 'careful arrangement'.

Except, of course, John.

"I'll start moving things back one after another tomorrow." Now that you've decided to move back to 221B, be decisive and quick.

"But, my dear." Mrs. Hudson thought about it, and cautiously asked a question, "Sherlock has..., you really don't plan to find another one, and come back here to guard your room? I...I'm just afraid that you will be emotionally affected when you are here."

"Of course, I must have him." John replied seriously, if he dared to choose another strange man to fall in love with, the system would probably chop him up, leaving no scum of his soul left!John shuddered all over, as if he felt that the maddening pain had reappeared, which was really terrible.

"Oh, my dear, you are so infatuated, Sherlock is so enviable." Mrs. Hudson put her hands together, looked at John with stars in her eyes, and expressed her heartfelt exclamation in an aria tone.

Sure enough, there is still such a poignant and moving love in this world...

Mrs. Hudson, who was on the door panel, stuck out her head resolutely, and continued to ask John, who was standing in the room with a rag and seemed to be at a loss, and continued to ask kindly: "Do you really need me to clean it up? Although my hip My bones still hurt a little, but you know it doesn't stop me from doing chores."

"I can do it alone, thank you." John refused the kind landlord's help again. He didn't want to be asked some weird questions while cleaning.In order to prevent Mrs. Hudson from hanging around him again, let her do something?

"John, how about some more coffee and cookies for you?"

"Seaweed cookies?" John felt his stomach start to roll uncomfortably again.

"I know you don't like seaweed, it's blueberry."

"Please add two sugars to my coffee, please."

"Didn't you add sugar before? Ah, by the way, Sherlock likes to add two sugars to his coffee. Oh, what an infatuated child..." John, who left a black line on his face, shook his head speechlessly, adding The habit of two glutinous sugars is really brought about by his former good student. 1. Mrs. Hudson walked down the stairs muttering, and he didn't intend to explain the misunderstanding, but he came over for coffee, which was not at all the same as Sherlock.Sherlock Holmes has nothing to do, okay! !

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