[sherlock] It's mine, don't move!

221B Baker Street

"I can't believe it, Sherlock, you're standing right in front of me! This is unbelievable!! I mean... I mean we're all happy to see you again, aren't we? John .” After the initial shock, Mrs. Hudson seemed especially excited and greeted Sherlock with tea and water, looking like a housekeeper.

"I'm ecstatic." Seeing Mrs. Hudson looking at him with red eyes, John had no choice but to say something dry.

"I just said that Sherlock can come back, who can be happier than John?" Mrs. Hudson poured a third cup of tea for Sherlock, and then calmed down and sat back on the sofa with a look of expectation Looking at the two men sitting next to each other on the opposite sofa, I was very relieved to find that after they came back this time, they were more intimate than they were two years ago.

"Ahem... Mrs. Hudson, the two of us..."

"I proposed to John." Sherlock glanced sideways at John, who was fidgeting next to him, and announced the news to Mrs. Hudson himself.

"What? Really?!" The news obviously surprised Mrs. Hudson, she looked at John and asked him for confirmation, "Really? Dear John."

"This... is true." John, who still maintains his oriental characteristics, always makes him feel embarrassed when he talks about these things to others.When Li was in a restaurant and was proposed in front of everyone, he still seemed so bold and unrestrained, but now John felt shy slowly after returning home.

John was speechless and beat the ground silently in his heart. Was he possessed by the system?Even if he was married once in the previous life, it's impossible for him to be so bold, okay? ! ! !

"It's so good, so good."

"I think it's good too, Mrs. Hudson." Taking John's hand, Sherlock showed off the rings in both hands to Mrs. Hudson. It's like a ten-year-old child getting his beloved toy that he has been asking for all along.

John tried to struggle, but it was a pity that Sherlock's grip was too tight, and he didn't break free, or maybe in such a beautiful atmosphere, he subconsciously didn't want to break free, right?

"John has been in pain for the past two years. After losing you, he has always refused to return to the sad place of 221B. Unexpectedly, when he finally figured it out and wanted to come back to guard this room, you really" The one who came back from the dead is back, you two really have a good understanding!" Mrs. Hudson sat on the red sofa opposite the two, wiping the corners of her eyes with a red and blue checked handkerchief, facing the front intimately The couple sitting together chattered, "Sherlock, you have to treat John better in the future, you know? He has paid so much for you, and he is going to be widowed for you when he doesn't know you are still alive." It's really not easy at such a young age."

"'Widowhood'? I think this word is too..." John couldn't help rolling his eyes. He had already said that he didn't come back to be a 'widowhood'!Isn't Sherlock dead yet? ! !

"Oh, you are so right, Mrs. Hudson." Sherlock looked at John with a touch of emotion and doubt, and said, "John, I don't think I will make you a young widower so easily. However, you decided to move back here three days ago, is there any other reason besides me?"

John's heart tightened, he restrained his emotions, hung his head with only the top of his soft brown short hair exposed, stirred his hands uneasily, and replied lightly: "Because I have been having nightmares, I always dream of you every night. The scene of jumping to my death in front of me, I think maybe I have been avoiding and refusing to face some reality, it will appear in my dreams every day. So, after thinking about it, I decided to try to come back to 221B to face everything that has happened Moreover, it is my freedom to decide where to live, and you have no control over it!" By the time he said the last sentence, John's tone was already a little aggressive.

"That's impossible. You are a member of our Sherlock Holmes family. I have the final say on where you live."

"Haven't I become a member of your Sherlock Holmes family?"

"Reserves also count."

"Humph!"

"Oh John is starting to be shy again. He is thin-skinned, Sherlock, you are not allowed to bully him." Mrs. Hudson covered her snickering mouth with the handkerchief in her hand, and looked at John jokingly.

"I'm not ashamed." John yelled with some lack of momentum.At this time, he really wanted to bump into a piece of tofu, which was really embarrassing.

"Do you still need John's bedroom on the second floor?" Mrs. Hudson, who was in a good mood, changed the subject in a timely manner.

"I'm going to turn the second floor into a study." John took a sip of hot black tea. He had already started to convert the original bedroom on the second floor into a study for office use since he moved back a few days ago. Sherlock's bedroom has The double bed is big enough and there is no need to buy a new one.

John planned it from the very beginning. When Sherlock comes back, he has to hook himself into his bed. There is only one bed left in Fanzheng 221B. Sherlock will never let him go to the living room unkindly. Sleep on the sofa?It's just that he didn't expect this person to give himself such a big surprise when he came back, so there is no need for a reason to share the same bed.

"Wait for your wedding, you must invite me to attend. Then I will go down first, and see my dear tomorrow."

"Of course, isn't it a matter of course?" Looking at Mrs. Hudson who left and went downstairs, John replied simply.By the way, an elbow made Sherlock swallow the refusal that was about to blurt out.

"John, you raped me!" Sherlock covered his arms and looked at John weakly. His emerald green eyes were full of grievances, watery, and his acting skills have always won the Best Actor Award. .

"Then do you want to try real domestic violence?" John smiled sinisterly, rubbed his hands, and looked at Sherlock.

The three-stage cry of "John" appeared coquettishly.

"Be good, be obedient, sit down, I'll get you something to eat." John patted Sherlock's face, and leaned forward to kiss the corner of his lips softly, with a typical stick and a date.

"I want to eat salad, spaghetti with tomato bolognese, and steak medium-rare." Sherlock pointed at his favorite menu one by one with his fingers, and added another one at the end, "A cup of coffee without milk and two sugars, I want it now."

If you give some sunshine, it will be bright, if you give some color, you will open a dyeing workshop, if you give some smile, you will rub your nose and face with impoliteness, that is Sherlock Holmes!

"Got it." John glared at the man who jumped back to the sofa with his hands crossed on his stomach to lift the corpse, and turned to walk towards the refrigerator in the kitchen.Fortunately, he went to the supermarket two days ago. This person has almost all the ingredients he wants to eat at home, otherwise he must go out alone again. He doesn't expect the lazy Sherlock to "condescend" in London. Accompanying him to go shopping in cold weather, unless there is a case, Sherlock prefers to be an otaku at home and study all kinds of strange topics.

Although the craft is not very skilled, John still managed to make dinner for him and Sherlock. Fortunately, Sherlock is not a picky eater, and it seems to be very easy to feed. After John watched Sherlock gobble After eating all the food without hesitation, he came to a conclusion in his heart, and he was really relieved.

At night, John shared the bed with Sherlock as a matter of course, and apart from being slightly awkward in the shower, John thought he was quite well adjusted.

"John, what do you think of me?" Feeling that John was looking sideways at him with his arms under his pillow, Sherlock also followed John's way and turned his head to this person with his arms under his pillow. After two years, it turned into a boyfriend-boyfriend relationship. It was the first time for them to share the same bed, and the two people who looked at each other without blinking looked a little silly under the soft dim yellow bedside light.

"Besides that you can't do housework, can't enter the kitchen, don't know the dangers of human nature, don't know how the celestial bodies work, and can't compete with Mycroft, you're pretty perfect!"

"I hate Mycroft! He's my enemy!!" Sherlock frowned subconsciously when he heard McCoff's name.

"Sherlock, he's your brother." John never understood why the relationship between the two brothers was so 'strange'. How could anyone treat brothers as enemies all day long, and it's not like a three-year-old kid playing war games.

"He's not!"

"So you want to put him back in your mommy's stomach?"

"If I could, I'd definitely do it," Sherlock muttered softly.

"You haven't explained to me how you 'resurrected'? Sherlock." John, who obviously changed the subject, took Sherlock's arm and put it on the pillow rudely. He leaned towards him and said seriously Add a sentence at the end: "Be honest, be lenient when confessing, and be strict when resisting."

"I thought you'd forgotten about it." Sherlock pouted.

"Impossible." He wasn't the original John Watson, he was easily dazzled by this great detective.

"I calculate that after inviting Moriarty to the roof, there will be thirteen possibilities. But no matter which one is possible, I must let myself be alive." Sherlock turned over and sat up, pulling his body Looking at John in the purple silk pajamas, he continued to answer seriously: "The first possibility is that I jumped into the hospital truck full of laundry bags, but the angle was too steep so I passed; A Japanese style wrestling, which is not difficult for a genius..."

"I don't want to know how you fabricated the death scene. I just want to know why you followed Moriarty to the roof so honestly."

"Because of Moriarty." Sherlock replied simply.

"What?!" John's face darkened instantly.My boyfriend and another man went to the rooftop for a duel, it really looked like they were in love and killed each other, not to mention that Moriarty had clearly said that his favorite person was Sherlock's!

John secretly labeled Moriarty a 'rival in love' in his heart.

"It's hard to explain the reason clearly in one sentence..."

"It's okay, I have a whole night to listen to your slow explanation." John interrupted Sherlock, anyway, he has plenty of time now, the most important thing is to inquire about Moriarty.

"Actually, that was Mycroft's idea." After dawdling for a long time, Sherlock finally honestly confessed the mastermind behind the scenes.

"So, all of this is Mycroft's plan?" John nodded instantly.If it was designed by Mycroft Holmes, then it's no wonder that this "fake death case" that not only requires huge manpower and material resources but also appears seamless can be so successfully concealed.

"Then why didn't you leave me a message?" John's sense of grievance came out again.

"Mycroft said that this plan needs to be carefully arranged. Let's talk about the next one of the thirteen possibilities..."

Unfortunately, his words were interrupted by John again.

"Sherlock, the secondary card that Mycroft gave you is still with me, can it be used?" John remembered the golden secondary card on the plywood layer of the wardrobe, and asked Sherlock indifferently.

"Of course it can be used, but you haven't used it for the past two years."

"I suddenly decided to use it now, can't I?" Remembering that they just returned to 221B, after thinking about all the items that need to be added and reset, John squinted at the puzzled Sherlock, Ask back.

"Of course, you can use it as you like."

"Come shopping with me tomorrow." If he didn't max out his card, his surname would be changed to Holmes instead of Watson.

"However, I have something to do tomorrow. I have to say that London is in a very dangerous state now. Mycroft has asked the Prime Minister to activate the first level of alert for terrorist attacks. A terrorist attack is imminent. They need me, and I need you. "Sherlock seemed a little embarrassed when he thought of what Mycroft told him yesterday. He came back to London because of the horror of the underground network, otherwise he didn't know how long he would be wandering outside?

More importantly, Sherlock is more interested in investigating terrorist attacks than shopping.He felt that shopping was definitely the first of a hundred boring and useless activities for human beings, and, just based on John's idea of ​​revenge to use McCoff's secondary card with no offline amount to max out the card, this in itself It's the stupidity of a naive idiot!

John also knew very well in his heart that the criminal empire that Moriarty had run for more than ten years could be so easily and completely wiped out?And Sherlock was able to return to England after just two years. Mycroft must have important things to help him, and the words "I need you" obviously pleased John, so he let go and said: "I It is natural that I will accompany you to investigate the case. But your cases are not in a hurry for a day or two, and you will go shopping with me tomorrow."

"John, I have to say you can't charge his card even if you bought an entire supermarket. Trust me, huh?"

"But I would like to."

"Okay, I'll accompany you tomorrow. Actually, I have two dozen ideas that can make Mycroft feel distressed. Don't you want to hear them?" Sherlock, who gave in to sensibility despite rational disdain, finally persuaded him to be ineffective. Agreed to accompany John to go shopping tomorrow.Moreover, Sherlock is still very willing to participate in anything that can be against Mycroft and cause his brother a headache and harmless.

"I'm sorry, I just like this one." John really felt that he was a good person who benefited others and himself, and silently gave himself 32 praises in his heart.

"John, I think I need to say 'sorry' to you, I'm sorry, although it's all kind of funny." Sherlock never understood what human nature is, nor how to get along with humans, but John is important, he He couldn't lose this person, so he apologized based on his previous experience of observing others getting along.

"Sherlock, we will settle these accounts slowly in the future, don't worry."

"..." Sherlock felt that human nature is really a complex and changeable thing. Why did John develop such an unpredictable personality after only seeing him for two years?

"However, I'm glad you're back, Sherlock." Looking at the bright moonlight seeping through the window, John propped up half of his body with one hand, and gently kissed Sherlock goodnight on the forehead lying next to him.

"Good night."

"Me too, good night." Sherlock responded with a kiss, which was printed on the corner of John's mouth.John, who curled his whole body into Sherlock's arms, quietly raised the corners of his mouth, stretched out his hand and pulled Sherlock's hand around his body, covering his palm with his fingers, and slowly closed his eyes.John had a premonition that he would get a good night's sleep tonight, and those nightmares that had been bothering him would disappear, because Sherlock was lying beside him.Holmes.