Boyfriend Development Program

221b, the entrance of the living room on the second floor.

Sherlock glanced at the doorknob, his eyes fixed.After a pause, he opened the door and entered.

The curtains in the living room are thrown wide open, revealing the gloomy London sky.Standing by the window was a tall and straight man with thick and curly short black hair, handsome and pale side face, high cheekbones with a silent luster, and transparent, almost glass-like pupils quietly staring at the distant place. Here, the expressionless face is like a statue, but it can perfectly blend with everything around it.

——Exactly the same, if the height is removed, it is exactly the same as him!

As if hearing the sound of the door opening, the man turned his head, his eyes were as sharp as a vulture, but there was a childlike smile on his face.He looked at the curly-haired boy standing at the door, undisguised excitement flashed in his eyes, his rare calmness was broken, and he rushed to the curly-haired boy with a stride: "Oh! God! It's really me! Two sherlocks omg I absolutely love it all!"

"Sherlock, don't touch yourself!"

A man in a brown suit and a brown windbreaker rushed out of the kitchen, holding a plate of half-eaten cake—the curly-haired boy recognized that it was bought by John from the cake shop yesterday, and he was in a hurry Swallowing the food in his mouth, he shouted towards this side: "If the paradoxical contact creates a time crack, the entire space will be torn apart! A powerful time monster will be attracted to clean up time and space, and the consequences will be disastrous! Sherlock, we are by no means That's why I came here!"

"I didn't want to touch myself!"

An inch away from the curly-haired boy, the curly-haired man put down his hand angrily when he heard the shout.He touched his nose, muttered and walked back to the center of the living room, jumped onto the "sherlock exclusive" sofa with a vigorous figure, stared at the man in the windbreaker and yelled dissatisfiedly: "How can you rummage and eat at my house!"

"This is really delicious, would you like some?" The man in the windbreaker carried the cake to the opposite side of the curly-haired man and replied with a smile.After a pause, as if he had realized something, he waved to the curly-haired boy who was still standing at the door, "Little Sherlock, hurry up too."

The curly-haired boy walked up to the two of them, frowning as if he had just woken up from a dream.He looked at the curly-haired man sitting on his sofa with a cold face, and there was a hint of surprise in his voice: "sherlock? Are you me?" After a pause, the boy took out his mobile phone from his windbreaker pocket, quickly found the text message, and typed it Put it in front of the man: "The text message you sent?"

There are a few lines written on the phone interface——

If it is convenient, please quickly return to 221b. —sh

If it is inconvenient, please return quickly. —sh

I am you. —sh

The only trace of doubt disappeared the moment he saw the man in front of him.The curly-haired boy realizes clearly: he is him, he is sherloes, absolutely.As for why it appeared here, how it appeared here, in what way it appeared here, and what is the "paradox body" that another man in a windbreaker said, he thought that the two people on the opposite side would be happy to give him an answer.

"Obviosly." The curly-haired man looked at him with a look of "how can you ask such a question, does the shrinking of the body also lead to the shrinking of the IQ", with sharp eyes, "I come from your future, one year later .”

"One year later?" The boy repeated the time point, nodded knowingly, "It seems that my shrinkage is indeed due to human factors." He noticed that the years had left some traces on the curly-haired man's face.

"Okay, boys!" The man in the windbreaker clapped his hands, attracting the attention of the two, "To commemorate the first friendly meeting, and to better distinguish them in the future, you!" He pointed at the curly-haired man with his left index finger , "Big Sherlock. You!" He pointed his right index finger at the curly-haired boy, "Little Sherlock. Ok, now we can communicate."

"Don't name us casually!" The two curly blessings glared at each other!

"Okay, Big Sherlock." The boy scratched his curly hair, "Time travel? And who is he? Johnsmith?" The boy's gray-green eyes fixed on the man in the windbreaker, watching him dig Stuffing a spoonful of cake into his mouth, he quickly thought of the man in the library, "Or the future version of Johnsmith?"

"i'mthedoctor (I'm a doctor)." The man in the windbreaker swallowed the cake in his mouth, showing a big smile, "As for that Johnsmith you mentioned, I have something to do with him... Well, similar to the previous life? j□ j? Ah, I can't figure it out." He poked the cake with a spoon childishly, and finally stuffed the messy cake into his mouth.

Big Sherlock moved his eyes away, with a face that couldn't bear to look directly at him.He glanced at the curly-haired boy, then looked behind him, and asked blankly, "So, where is John?"

"Oh, he's gone on a date." Little Sherlock also replied blankly, "Of course, he's lying. Where's your John? When did you come out to handle the case without him?"

"He's not very well." Big Sherlock's eyes dodged for a moment, and he said vaguely, "Very bad."

The curly-haired boy wanted to continue asking, but the doctor snapped his mouth, stopping the possibility of the topic continuing: "Sorry, we can't tell you what happened to John. Once we tell you what happened in the future, it will become a fixed point in time and space , can no longer be changed. In short, sherlock, remember, john · h · watson is very important, far more important than you think, it is related to the future of the entire planet. We came from the future to change your future and his future , thus saving the entire planet.”

"Change the present and affect the future? If I change the future from this moment on, where did you come from? Is the future that you must happen to no longer a fixed point in time and space? And according to your statement, the two How to explain the paradox caused by two me appearing at a certain point in time and space at the same time?" The curly-haired boy pointed out the crux of the problem.

"Good question! As expected of Sherloes!" The doctor praised loudly without reservation, "There are many parallel worlds in the universe, and parallel spaces can exist independently without interfering with each other. We come from a certain parallel space,— —Of course you can also be called a "pseudo-parallel space", so changes in your space have no change in our parallel space. Changing a turning point in a certain time will produce a different "pseudo-parallel space". I will come back with you in the future Changing your past creates a paradox, so your original timeline disappears, and time returns to the point where you just came back from the crime scene, creating a time paradox. But the universe can compensate for some small things, including Small pre-generated time paradoxes, as long as the paradox is not applied to 'historical figures'—so we can't make a time paradox with John H. Watson."

"Make up for?" The curly-haired boy was slightly confused, his eyes gradually became clearer and clearer, "You mean the universe will automatically adjust some paradoxes and reorganize the timeline? Even if one thing doesn't happen, other things can achieved the desired effect?"

"Yes, yes!" The doctor threw away the remains of the cake in his hand, with an excited expression, "The creation of time creatures requires two conditions, one is the weak point of time and space, that is, time cracks; the other is two paradoxes (Note 1) .Traveling through the same time and space will inevitably cause a disconnection between the past and the future, resulting in time and space vulnerabilities. In order to avoid the appearance of time creatures, we choose to come from another parallel world to avoid the time cracks that appear in the timeline adjustment. When you After the future correction of space, the universe will automatically eliminate the old anti-timeline, that is, the 'pseudo-parallel space', and form a unique world, of course only based on this universe."

"You still have questions." Big Sherlock looked expressionlessly at the curly-haired boy's expression of contemplation for a moment, then suddenly realized and became serious, "What is it? I don't think you can't understand such a simple thing."

"Time travel." The boy glanced at the doctor, "So it really exists. So, aliens?"

"Existence, of course." Big Sherlock scratched his curly hair, as if he was holding back something, "Next."

"I lost my memory because of aliens?"

"Bingo." The big Sherlock began to look at the surrounding environment, and the impatience on his face became even more intense, "To be more precise, it was caused by the 'radiation' accidentally produced by the aliens passing through the space-time rift. Next."

"Cracks in time and space? Cardiff?" The curly-haired boy paused for a moment, then continued to ask indifferently, "Torchwood specializes in studying aliens and space-time cracks." He suddenly remembered what Jack blurted out when he thought it was a joke ——"Are you really not an alien?"

"Wooo~~" the doctor exclaimed, his eyes turned around on the big and small sherlocks, and even grabbed the curly-haired boy and kneaded him up and down for a while, until the other side shook his hand violently, " It's unbelievable! Amnesia and shrinking didn't change any of your IQs! I really want to discuss with those plutonium libalas when their technology became so advanced."

"Libala eats people?" The curly-haired boy moved a little further away from the man with a stinky face, but he still asked.The next second, the doctor pushed his glasses, and replied with a serious face, just like the one who was smiling a second ago was not him: "Oh, the names of those aliens. Don't take it to heart."

"The last question: You have traveled thousands of miles to choose this time, why?"

"To change the time you met John."

Sherlock—of course it was the curly-haired man sitting on the sofa facing the door of the living room—grey-green eyes burst into a flash of light, hot and dazzling: "John, come in."

The curly-haired boy suddenly turned around, and found that his John had already stood at the door at some point, staring at the Sherlock sitting on the sofa in disbelief!