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Watson sat blankly on the seat, completely unaware of what the judge was talking about, as if the sound of the whole world had disappeared, and only the opening and closing of people's mouths could be seen.

Will you really leave?

Watson's eyes wandered without direction.

The sun is too harsh there...

The sun shines through the window glass of the courtroom, illuminating the whole world until there is no color, as if there is only white light left in Watson's world.

leave now?Absolutely not, why should others have the final say on life?

His hands gripped the wooden railing in front of him tightly.

Impossible...impossible.

Watson's hand holding the railing kept tightening, and his knuckles were beginning to turn white.

Returning to a world without Sherlock, returning to the previous life, what is the difference between dying and dying?

His gaze gradually became vicious and sharp, uncompromisingly focused on a certain point in the air.

Sherlock... If I leave, will you live well too?

Watson's directionless gaze just hit Sherlock's eyes. The judge repeatedly reminded Sherlock not to show off his IQ in court, but Sherlock still went his own way and used deduction to tell the truth about the jury members. of*.

"Pfft—" Watson came back to his senses, and then couldn't help laughing out loud.

Sure enough, he is a kid who likes to show off wherever he goes.

At this moment, Sherlock's eyes just touched Watson's helpless smile, and he blinked his left eye at Watson.

Watson shrugged in response.

Sherlock is really helpless, must find a way to stay!

"Ding dong——" the system control panel in Watson's mind sounded again. Because of Sherlock's good mood just now, the progress on the experience bar has advanced by another step, and there is still a quarter of the distance from the end point.

No no, how could this be?

Watson's pupils tightened, and he looked at Sherlock in panic.

Seeing Watson's appearance, Sherlock frowned slightly, and asked what happened with his eyes.

...can't worry Sherlock.

Watson immediately put on a smiling expression, telling Sherlock not to worry.

With doubts in his heart, Sherlock slowly turned back and continued to face the judge, but the judge was in a very depressed mood at this time, and it was obvious that Sherlock was angry.

The trial was still going on, and Moriarty, standing in the defendant's court, had been watching every move of Sherlock and Watson, so Watson always felt that there was a certain gaze on his back.

Watson turned his head slightly sideways, just in time to see Moriarty chewing gum with a relaxed expression on his face.

Almost forgot about Moriarty.

He turned to look at Moriarty critically.

Seeing his relaxed look, there must be some kind of conspiracy, and it must be aimed at Sherlock.

Moriarty saw what Watson was thinking, made a face, and smiled flirtatiously.

Watson gave Moriarty a blank look, then turned to look at Sherlock.

No matter what tricks Moriarty plays, don't try to hurt Sherlock.

At this time, the trial was just over, and Sherlock was in a good mood because he showed his intelligence in front of others.

He strode up to Watson and said, "Do you have something on your mind?"

"No." Watson changed the topic: "What the hell is Moriarty planning?"

"I don't know...but..." Sherlock paused, then smiled and said, "Don't worry, he can't do anything because I'm here."

Seeing Sherlock's arrogance, Watson gave him a look of disdain: "You just made the judge so angry."

"I'm just stating the facts." Sherlock shrugged with 'sorry' on his face: "Do you think I'm wrong?"

How could it not be many? If there is anything right in this world, it can only be Sherlock's IQ, but EQ...

Watson looked at Sherlock very sorry: "But Mr. Sherlock, you must know that they don't like you like this."

"It doesn't matter, I only care about whether you like it or not." Sherlock's eyes narrowed. "I never thought of making everyone like me, and I can't live as they want."

"When did you say something barely philosophical?" Watson couldn't help but smile: "I can guarantee that you haven't read a philosophy book, and even if you read it, it will be deleted from your brain."

"Yes..." Sherlock curled his lips in dissatisfaction: "So, you always thought that my EQ couldn't keep up with IQ, and I couldn't treat you with ordinary feelings?"

"Of course you..." Watson was slightly taken aback.

Sherlock seems to be growing up too, and is slowly beginning to understand the emotional world of ordinary people. Even if he can't really be like ordinary people, but... he is undoubtedly exploring the new world of emotional intelligence.

Watson looked at Sherlock and smiled slightly, but then stared in horror.

So if this continues, even if my mission is completed, then I will definitely leave?

Sherlock frowned slightly and looked at Watson: "What's wrong?"

"No..." Watson immediately recovered, "Let's go back first."

"You're feeling weird today."

"You are too worried."

With that said, Watson strode towards the door, just in time to stop a taxi.

If he had to leave...would Sherlock be sad?

Watson stared blankly ahead, and asked Sherlock in a daze, "What will happen to you if I leave one day?"

"Why did you leave?" Sherlock frowned puzzled.

"I'm just saying if..."

"There is no such possibility, because you really want to be with me now, and you are very satisfied with your current life. If you want to leave, I will definitely know before you." Sherlock paused, and said with a confident smile : "But I won't give you the chance to leave."

Yes... I am indeed satisfied with my current life, and I really want to live like this forever, but...

Watson swallowed nervously: "Will we be together forever?"

"Don't you think so?" Sherlock stared at Watson and said, "First of all, I can give you everything you want, and you don't want to leave me. Unless you disappear into this world, I can't think of any reason." able to separate us."

Watson paused...

Yes, it is, but the situation is that I will leave this world.

Seeing Watson's stunned expression, Sherlock continued, "If you're worried about Moriarty, there's no need for it. As I said, he can't do much with me."

"It's not his problem." Watson suddenly turned around and looked at Sherlock excitedly: "I mean...I mean there is a reason like this, I have to leave."

"what reason?"

Watson swallowed the words again.

Isn't it ridiculous for Sherlock to believe in something other than the physical world?Remembering the incident with the Hound, it was difficult for Sherlock to accept things beyond his established cognition...

"No, nothing." Watson smiled and patted Sherlock on the shoulder reassuringly.

Sherlock looked at Watson suspiciously, just as the taxi stopped. He lowered his head and thought while opening the car door. When he walked to the door, Sherlock suddenly looked back at Watson.

"I don't know what bothers you, but I can only say don't worry." Sherlock smiled slightly: "You have to trust my ability."

"Of course I believe in your ability." Watson replied with his head down, without looking up.

How could I doubt Sherlock's ability?only……

Watson sighed softly, raised his head and smiled, "Let's go in, what's the court's verdict on Moriarty?"

Seeing that Watson changed the subject again, Sherlock bent his lips in dissatisfaction, but soon he stopped thinking about it, because he couldn't think of any reason why Watson would leave, and he didn't think Watson would hide anything from him.

The two went upstairs one after the other and returned to the living room. Sherlock went into the kitchen to boil the water in the electric kettle, then sat back on the sofa, with his fingers facing each other on his chin, in a contemplative state.

When Sherlock wants to drink tea, he usually directs himself to pour it.

Watson consciously took out two cups and tea leaves from the cupboard: "Want some tea?"

"Get an extra glass."

"Why? Is there a guest coming?" Watson looked at Sherlock inexplicably.

There are guests coming, how could I not know?

"Yes." Sherlock closed his eyes and slightly tilted his head: "You can't think of it?"

Can't think of anything?

Watson frowned tightly, recalling distressedly.

Indeed, there is no appointment... By the way, could it be that Moriarty is coming?

Watson immediately looked at Sherlock in surprise: "You mean the court won't find him guilty?"

"Uh huh..." Sherlock leaned back in the chair: "So bring out another cup, so that we can entertain our guests."

So Moriarty is coming, well... I hate to welcome it, but Sherlock is interested.

Watson blew up impatiently, and took out another cup with a look of disgust: "I don't want to see him at all."

"I know...but he must have brought something more interesting this time." Sherlock couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, looking high-spirited.

"That's all you want to see him?"

"Are you jealous?"

Watson gave Sherlock a white look: "Do I deserve to be jealous of him?"

"Also..." Sherlock paused and said, "He seems to treat you better. If I'm careless, he might kidnap you from me again."

"It's such unfortunate news." Watson shook Sherlock's coat vigorously in mid-air, pulled it and hung it on the hanger: "You will lose a very competent housekeeper."

"If the nature of a wife is equivalent to that of a housekeeper, then I think so."

"Pfft——" Watson was amused by Sherlock: "Aren't you the wife?"

Sherlock opened his eyes suddenly: "It's you."

Watson said with a smile: "Generally, women are taken care of."

"Okay..." Sherlock stood up and walked to the window: "I can also take care of you, so don't always look worried, you look like a woman, don't you know?"

Watson froze for a moment, and suddenly realized that Sherlock was trying to calm him down.

Can't leave no matter what!

[System, can I stay? ] Watson asked eagerly in his brain.

[This question...] The bulldog rolled on the carpet of Mycroft's house: [Unfortunately...] Watson clenched his fist tightly, nails embedded in his palm: [I'm coming to find you now ! "

After speaking, Watson hurriedly picked up his jacket and was about to turn around to leave when Sherlock called out, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going out for a while, I'll be back soon!" Watson ran out the door in a hurry.

Sherlock looked at the stairs suspiciously...

No matter what happened to John, he would never leave himself.

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