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The sky is covered with layers of white clouds, dazzling white, but there is no sunlight. It is probably the black clouds on the horizon, which play a very good contrast.

Moriarty hummed an unknown tune, and with excited steps, he pushed open the iron gate on the roof of Barts Hospital, and saw Sherlock standing there at first sight.

"I'm so excited to see you again." Moriarty pursed his lips and smiled sweetly, like a child who just ate candy. Create a sense of eerie.

"Are you sure you don't want to see me for the last time?" Sherlock smiled faintly.

"I don't want to, I don't want to hurt you..." Moriarty raised his hand guiltily to cover his face.

Sherlock didn't want to watch Moriarty act, so he turned his head and looked into the distance: "The beat you play in my house is binary, which means I know your key now, and I can use this program to do anything .”

"Hehehe..." Moriarty looked at Sherlock and smiled idiotically: "There is no key at all. I was able to invade the prison bank because someone did it internally."

Sherlock obviously didn't expect Moriarty to dare to play like this. After all, no one should not think about this key now. Although he was a little shocked, he quickly returned to normal: "What do you want me to do?"

"Didn't you think of it?" Moriarty was still immersed in the big lie he had set, and seeing Sherlock's shocked and even regretful expression made him feel extremely excited.

"Well, I didn't expect this to be your purpose?" Sherlock said helplessly following Moriarty's excitement.

"Do you like it?" The more Moriarty said, the more excited he was, he turned around on the spot and made a dance gesture to tell Sherlock that everything would eventually come to an end.

"Do you want me to say like it or not?"

"Of course I don't like it. I am the evil devil, and you are the angel of justice. Seeing your fall is like a glass of fine wine." Moriarty looked at Sherlock with pity, and his eyes were positioned diagonally above Sherlock's shoulder. : "I seem to see your wings, and I'm breaking them, pulling out the feathers and leaving only the skeleton, bloody and bloody... It's really beautiful."

"Do you want me to thank you for this compliment?" Sherlock looked at Moriarty indifferently.

Moriarty withdrew his gaze in disappointment: "I knew you wouldn't like it, but it's okay, there are a lot of audiences now, and everyone is watching your fall."

"Why do you think that I will die for you to see?"

"There is no doubt about it." Moriarty smiled lightly, approached Sherlock and said, looking forward to praise, "If you don't jump from here, I will let these killers shoot people you care about. "

"It's not just me you're dealing with." Sherlock looked bored at Moriarty's expression, showing an impatient expression.

"How could I forget Little John?" Moriarty looked annoyed and lowered his head pitifully: "But...Erica only recognizes money."

It had long been expected that Moriarty could not be so negligent, but he didn't expect him to be so careful, Sherlock was a little uneasy: "Just tell me, I'm willing to do it."

"That's right." Moriarty looked at Sherlock appreciatively, similar to how an adult would praise a child.

"But..." Sherlock said with a slight smile: "You can't kill John and the others if I don't die, and I don't have to die if you kill John and the others, so do you understand the problem?"

Moriarty suddenly became panicked, trying to widen his eyes to know that it was not his own negligence: "The problem is me, right? As long as I am alive, the order of the killers can be lifted, because the purpose is to kill you. "

"It seems so." Sherlock seemed to be tired of Moriarty's game, and was eager to leave and go to Watson.

"Then... as long as I die, the problem will be solved, because the killer must watch you die before letting go of those people you care about." Moriarty suddenly reached out and shook Sherlock, and then took out a gun……

Sherlock was taken aback by Moriarty's move, he never thought that Moriarty would do this, he could only instinctively widen his eyes...

"Beng—" After a gunshot, everything seemed to be calm, so calm that only the sound of the wind on the roof could be heard, and the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be moving further towards this side.

"This..." Moriarty was lying on the ground, a big hole was pierced in the palm of the gun holding the gun, blood was continuously flowing.

Watson walked up to Moriarty with a smile, "I haven't seen you for two months, and you're still in a mess."

Facing Watson's sarcasm, Moriarty couldn't bear the anger, looked at Watson with resentment and said, "Is Erica really in love with you?"

"Hmm." Watson shrugged noncommittally, and did not want to answer Erica's question: "I just want to say that in Moriarty's fairy tales, justice defeats evil."

"Good job, very timely." Sherlock looked at Watson and smiled slightly, but there seemed to be a little bitterness in his eyes: "So, Erica really fell in love with you?"

"Isn't this something you expected a long time ago? It's a pity that Moriarty missed his feelings." Watson tried to smile, not wanting to continue this question.

Sherlock's face was full of anger. He really couldn't think of why Watson said to himself: "I said I would explain."

"I didn't explain." Watson replied very calmly, but he didn't dare to look Sherlock in the eyes.

The two remained silent for a while, and Moriarty took the opportunity to get up, and escaped from the rooftop clutching his bloody hands.

Seeing the back of Moriarty fleeing in embarrassment, Watson smiled mockingly, and did not intend to chase, because there was no way to convict Moriarty, Sherlock's reputation had not been restored, and Moriarty was dead , It will only prove that Sherlock is a cheater.

Sherlock also felt that it would be better if Moriarty left, at least the rooftop would be quieter, and he could have a good talk with Watson: "I cannot accept your explanation."

"I didn't explain it at all."

"Okay...you didn't explain, you don't think I need an explanation." Sherlock became more and more angry, gritted his teeth and growled: "Then what do you think of me?"

"I can't answer." Watson replied indifferently, but kept clenching his hands hidden in his trouser pockets.

Sherlock didn't know what to say, and didn't know what else to say. In order to avoid losing control, he turned and left, leaving Watson alone on the rooftop.

In front of Watson was a pool of Moriarty's blood, the red was dazzling, and the dark clouds that kept moving towards this side finally occupied the sky, and there were gusts of cool wind blowing on the rooftop.

The wind kept getting into Watson's neckline, very biting...

After the last bad breakup, Watson has been waiting for the wedding, but the atmosphere has become more and more depressing. Erica often looks at Watson lonely not far away.

"I lost." Erica smiled helplessly, and put on the tights for the mission.

"What?" Watson just woke up and his consciousness was still blurred.

"My rival in love is Sherlock, so I'm doomed not to win."

He drank again yesterday, so Watson's head hurt, but when he heard the word Sherlock, he immediately looked up at Erica: "You..."

"Yes, I said that I want to live a normal life, and thank you for your willingness to help me, but I don't need it now."

"What do you mean?"

"You should go back to Sherlock and explain the situation to him. You are only here to help me."

"Even if it wasn't for helping you, I would..." Watson couldn't stop a wave of bad heartache from hitting him.

"I don't know what you're thinking, but you should be together, right?" Erica smiled with relief, and then took out a stack of documents from her purse: "Sherlock has dealt with the identity for me."

"So I've been abandoned?"

"Yes." Erica said arrogantly, "I can only abandon you."

Watson was also trying to ignore the pain in his heart, and said with a smile, "Well, I should have a drink or two to relieve my worries."

"I'm glad to see you doing this for me, but... you'd better go find Sherlock, he's waiting for you." Erica stuffed a note into Watson's hand: "Go, I still wish you You are happy."

The feeling of heartache became more and more intense, and it had reached the point where it could not be stopped. Watson stared blankly at the note in his hand, but did not hear Erica's heavy closing sound...

Although the brain kept saying that it couldn't go, the body was no longer controlled by the brain, and was completely determined by the heart. When Watson realized it, he had already appeared in front of a waterfall.

Seeing Watson coming, Sherlock looked very happy, and he quickly walked up to Watson: "Are you still here?"

Watson looked at Sherlock's formal attire, and couldn't get back to his senses for a while: "Who are you?"

"Marriage proposal." Sherlock laughed incredulously: "It's ridiculous, Lestrade arranged it for me."

"so……"

"So, I'm proposing." Sherlock knelt down on one knee and took out a ring: "I don't know what to say, they drew up a draft for me."

Sherlock took out a piece of letter paper from his arms: "John, you know, I can't live without you, and I hope to build a family with you...to build a warm and happy family...There is no one more suitable for me than you ,but me……"

Sherlock really couldn't read this nondescript draft, he turned his head and yelled at Lestrade: "What are you writing?"

"I've proposed like this before." Lestrade said aggrievedly.

"That's why you got divorced, can I think you have bad intentions?" Sherlock told Lestrade very positively, which made Lestrade very embarrassed.

"Pfft——" Watson couldn't help laughing, he couldn't tell whether it was happiness or joy, he slightly frowned and said movedly: "Sherlock, stop talking."

Watson felt his nose sour and his eyes hot: "Stop talking..."

"No, no, I still have to say, this is a necessary procedure." Sherlock threw away Lestrade's draft: "John, our encounter began with a danger, and your agreement with me is a lifelong shared danger, but I am unwilling to fulfill this promise now, because the danger means losing at any time, I admit that I am afraid, I have never been afraid, but when you... when you are leaving me, I am really afraid, so please Let me experience happiness again, okay?"

Watson really wanted to cry at this moment, but he was still trying to suppress the emotions that had already flooded.

Sherlock suddenly felt very distressed, took a deep breath, adjusted his mood and said: "Please also believe that I will bring you happiness, please don't leave me?"

Watson's heart hurts very much. Sherlock, who is so proud of heartache, will say the words of request. Just looking at Sherlock kneeling on the ground, Watson feels like a knife in his heart: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Needless to say I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I owe you." Sherlock handed a diamond ring to Watson: "Will you marry me?"

It was as if his breathing stopped and his brain couldn't function. Watson wasn't sure if he was crying, but according to common sense, he should be crying...

The author has something to say: Well... I have always thought that the waterfall in the original book is really romantic. When Sherlock’s suspended animation was on the rooftop, I sprayed Coke on the screen. The audience of this BBC film is people from all over the world. Are you embarrassed to save money like this?

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