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After a sleepless night, the cool breeze blowing in slowly touched Watson's face gently, as if his brain, which had swollen with heat, also cooled down the temperature under the blowing of the cool breeze, but after becoming more awake, he lost all sleepiness.

Watson leaned on his arm, and the scene in Sherlock's room was clearly replaying in his mind...

Sherlock seemed to have something to say to himself... Intuition told him that it would be dangerous and unknown.

Watson changed his posture and lay on his side on the bed, just in time to see the bright moon outside the window, a cloud blocked the white moonlight, and slowly moved away after a while, but at this time the moon was stained with a layer of gray blue color……

This unusually familiar blue, no matter what, I will never forget it, because this is the color of Sherlock's eyes...

Many times, for example, when Sherlock is chattering, he wants to take out his eyeballs and put them in a bottle... But that will definitely lose the charm of this smoky blue, because if this color loses the light of wisdom, it is destined to be like An old man who is dying, not only depressed but also very pessimistic.

Watson sighed heavily, then stood up and walked to the window, crossing his arms uneasily, because he couldn't explain what was happening now, remembering that Sherlock's eye color would often appear in his mind for a while, but At that time, it was not as clear as it is now. This unprecedented clarity must have hinted that the subconscious is often the real self, but how to explain this feeling starts from the beginning...

Until the sun rose into the sky and the golden sunlight replaced the white moonlight, Watson still stood by the window...

"Boom——" A knock on the door brought Watson back to his consciousness, and he took out his phone to see that it was getting late.

"John, are you still sleeping?" Sherlock asked through the door.

"Wake up..." Watson immediately opened the door, and asked Sherlock with concern, "Is it better?"

Sherlock glanced at Watson's room. It was obvious that Watson hadn't slept all night: "I'm fine, shall we go have breakfast?"

"Hmm... wait for me to wash up." Watson walked into the bathroom, washed his face and said with a smile, "When did you remember the meal time so clearly?"

"Probably..." Sherlock walked into the bathroom and stood behind Watson: "Probably after having you."

Watson felt something climb up his back, a vague feeling... Is it a touch?He immediately straightened his body and forgot to breathe, because Sherlock was standing behind him, but when he looked up, he found that Sherlock in the mirror looked normal.

Sherlock looked at Watson with wide-eyed eyes in the mirror suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

"No..." Watson's respiratory system finally worked normally, but the expression on his face was still stiff, but it was obvious that Sherlock was not touching him, so it was just an illusion...

Thinking of this, Watson's mood recovered a lot, and he turned to Sherlock with a smile and said, "Go out first, I'll be fine soon."

"Hmm." Sherlock replied with a smile, but after walking to the door, he suddenly turned back. He raised his hand and gently scraped off the shaving cream on Watson's earlobe with his index finger, and put it on the He rubbed his hands together, and finally said with a satisfied smile, "Okay."

"Thank you...thank you." Watson looked at Sherlock's hand for a long time and couldn't regain his senses. If the scene just now was not a hallucination, then what happened?

Watson remained frozen in place. Even though Sherlock had already left the bathroom, he didn't react at all. If it wasn't that Sherlock was replaced by someone else, there was something wrong in front of him...

He took a deep breath and immediately ran out of the bathroom: "Sherlock."

Sherlock sat on the bed and looked up at Watson with his usual expression: "What?"

Seeing Sherlock's reaction, Watson couldn't speak for a while, he stepped forward and stared at Sherlock's face carefully, then murmured to himself, "It's Sherlock, that's right..."

"What's the matter, there's something on my face?" Sherlock said to Watson suddenly and seriously, "John, you must know that we don't have much time, and you can do whatever you want if you solve the case, understand?"

"Understood...understood!" Watson nodded heavily, immediately put on his coat, and just opened the door when he saw Lestrade lying on the door in a funny posture.

"Oh...I..." Lestrade hugged the bulldog in his arms, and said with an embarrassed smile, "I'm here to ask you to eat."

Watson looked at Lestrade inexplicably. It seemed that the people around him changed overnight. He didn't sleep all night, so his visual nerve was short-circuited, or his auditory nerve was short-circuited?

Although he was puzzled, Watson still tried to stay calm and put Sherlock's case first, or it was a habit of putting what Sherlock wanted to do first...

Watson suddenly remembered that Sherlock said that habits come naturally, and many couples have lived like this for a lifetime, so will Sherlock and himself live for the rest of their lives?It seems strange to say this, because I and Sherlock are not husband and wife.

"John?" Sherlock looked very worried at Watson who was eating breakfast and staring blankly.

Watson was so frightened that he almost fell back, because Sherlock's hand covered his forehead without warning, and Watson trembled, and his speech was a little slurred: "You... what are you doing?"

Sherlock looked at Watson innocently, and said worriedly, "I thought you were sick."

Watson looked at Sherlock almost in horror, yes, it was panic... Because Sherlock never took the initiative to care about people, the things he could think of were limited to what was in the brain CD-ROM, but his brain CD-ROM definitely did not include this item .

"I... Sherlock..." Watson hesitated for a while, and finally got up the courage to say, "Sherlock, aren't you doing some experiments?"

Sherlock was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Because your behavior is very abnormal. If this happens, just think about the case and it will become logical, because you only have IQ ability, not EQ function. It's terrible to take the initiative to care about people!" Watson finally finished expressing his doubts in one breath, but immediately regretted it, because Sherlock had a lonely expression on his face.

"Oh... I didn't know you thought of me that way." Sherlock immediately lowered his head, looked at the dinner plate without saying a word.

Watson was taken aback by the weird atmosphere, and turned his head to look at Lestrade with questioning eyes... Lestrade looked at Watson, then at Sherlock, because he made a mistake last night, So he didn't dare to act rashly.

Lestrade gritted his teeth for the last time, firmed his judgment, and signaled Watson to follow him with his eyes...

As soon as he walked to the door of the restaurant, Watson immediately asked Lestrade, "What happened to Sherlock?"

"Er... John, have you ever felt that way?"

"What do you feel?"

"That's what it feels like."

"What kind of feeling is it?"

Lestrade lowered his head and thought for a while, and said, "Have you ever thought that Sherlock's changes are all for you?"

"For me?" Watson glanced back at Sherlock, and said doubtfully, "But why..."

Watson paused, as if thinking of something...

You can't treat Sherlock as an ordinary person, you can treat him as a child, or you can treat him as a dangerous element, but you can't treat him as an ordinary person.

So... If you look at the personality of a child, then there is a reasonable explanation for Sherlock's series of abnormal behaviors, because Sherlock is actually a very awkward person, always hard-spoken and soft-hearted. admit.

So, he is learning to care about people?These behaviors seem to have been done by himself. Sherlock, who has a super learning ability, must have remembered it long ago.

Watson gave Lestrade a grateful glance, then walked up to the sullen Sherlock and said, "I am very touched and honored, really, thank you Sherlock."

"You know?" Sherlock anxiously used a knife and fork to cut the already empty plate: "I just want to know what you think, but if you want to leave, I will definitely not stop you."

Sherlock felt that this was probably the only time in his life that he was in such embarrassment, but some problems should be faced earlier.

"Why did you leave? Why do you think so?" Watson sat down and said happily, "I know you are soft-hearted, and you care about others, but you just don't know how to express your concern. No, I'm really happy. You are willing to learn for me."

"You think so?" Sherlock clenched his fist tightly: "But I won't do this to anyone."

"I know, I am very happy to have you as a friend."

Sherlock was stunned, and immediately turned to look at Lestrade. Lestrade shrugged innocently, and Sherlock had to lower his head and think for a while...

So, John just thinks that he is making changes for friendship rather than love...

Watson looked at Sherlock with concern: "What's wrong, what did I say wrong?"

"It's nothing." Sherlock looked up at Watson sincerely, and said with great relief, "I'm also very happy to have you as a friend, so I really want to be together for the rest of my life, John, can I?"

"of course can."

"Then can I pour the milk for you?"

Watson nodded: "Friends always care about each other."

Lestrade walked to the counter, looked at Sherlock who was pouring milk, and said sympathetically, "That's it?"

"Hmm." Sherlock smiled and said, "That's the only way. If you come directly, it will definitely scare him, but if it's like this, he won't reject my behavior. Anyway, I still have a long time."

"I don't understand. John cares about you very much. If you say it directly, he will definitely agree to you."

"You're wrong. What I want is for him to stay with me wholeheartedly. Tell him now that he will definitely stay, but one day he will have doubts. I will not leave myself uncertain." Sherlock looked Glancing at Lestrade, Mycroft has not taken the initiative so far. It is also for this reason that it seems that we are really two brothers.

"Well... I haven't chased a man before."

Sherlock took out his mobile phone and called Mycroft: "Dear brother, how are you recently?"

"Wait for me to think about it, can I help you with something?"

"I'm going to enter the Baskerville Military Research Base."

"I thought you'd make the most of your time with John."

"I look like someone who would delay work?"

"I can only say that you and John are not going well."

Sherlock froze slightly, and said with a sneer, "You and Lestrade are the same, maybe I can help you find a way."

"make a deal!"

Sherlock hung up the phone, picked up the milk on the counter, walked up to Watson, Watson gratefully accepted it, and took a sip...

The author has something to say: How many times does Sherlock have to confess to succeed ＿(:з"∠)＿

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