The Nineteenth Century Didn't Believe in Love[Comprehensive]

In this life, Viscount Shani remembered the period before he and his wife got married, no matter how old he was, he would stand up tremblingly, poke his crutches on the ground twice, and then say with a blushing face full of energy: " At that time, if I hadn’t run fast, I would have broken a leg by your Miss Lota. You know, at that time, it was the first time that I completely beat Lotta in terms of speed, and I am full of expectations for all my life in the future !"

Then you are great, huh?

Carlota stood panting in the garden of Shani's house, looking at Christine and Faure who were sitting on one side, completely in the state of watching a show... Sherlock, and the maid Lily who was holding back her smile on the other side without hesitation. Na said: "Let's go back, I think you should have prepared the snacks for the guests by now."

"Pfft, what does Miss Lester need to drink? Is it still Ceylon black tea?"

"Well, remember to serve me with lemon slices."

"Huh, is that so? You didn't drink like this before. You always drink tea or add milk."

"..."

"Ahem, I didn't say anything, I went to prepare right away."

Lina glanced at Carlotta ambiguously, and nodded understandingly: "But you should understand that Mr. Holmes is a rare gentleman who makes our Shani family feel exceptionally good, especially when he is British. time, it is even more valuable.”

"so?"

"So I think the master and madam are happy to see the success, perhaps more than the young master and Miss Dai Ye."

Lina blinked her eyes. Although she was getting older, she still looked playful and cute, and she also had the unique jokes of elders, with a very kind feeling: "You will always give everything to the person you love, sir Both Mrs. and Mrs. are afraid that you will suffer because of this, if it is Mr. Holmes, I think he is worthy of your great love."

Great love--definitely a great love.Carlotta snorted and said nothing, walked to the sofa by the fireplace before sighing contentedly: "Winter should be by the fireplace."

"Then why did you go out of your way to hit me in the cold garden?"

"Hey, didn't you run into the garden in a panic?"

Carlota put his hand close to the stove and sighed contentedly: "I didn't do anything."

no you have.

Even Christine glanced at Carlotta with a little bit of condemnation, but when he turned to Holmes, he saw him staring at the black tea in his hand with an expression of "I didn't see anything", suddenly I felt a little helpless.

"Lota, you're putting too much pressure on Raoul when you attack so aggressively."

"Nana, how can you say that about me?"

"I didn't say anything about you."

Looking at Carlotta's pitiful expression, Raoul sighed. He also felt that Carlotta was just looking aggressive, but in fact...

It was as if he was running wildly with the doomsday alone, so stupid that he couldn't bear to look directly at him.

"But why didn't you give me the invitation to get married?"

"We haven't started writing the invitation yet. Didn't you find out that the invitation was verbal?"

Raoul drank a cup of tea in one breath, very inexplicably: "It's just in the preparation stage, what are you thinking, Lotta?"

"..."

Very well, this time she was the one who got fucked.Glaring at Holmes viciously... Sherlock, Carlotta felt a little out of breath: "You lied to me?"

"I didn't lie to you. A verbal invitation is also an invitation."

Having been tricked, Raoul felt that life was hopeless, so Christine sighed and opened his hand to him, patted him on the back very tenderly: "Then Mr. Holmes, what are you doing?" Pursuing Lotta?"

It is definitely not a stupid girl who can play with a smart girl, let alone she was given the title of "wise man" by Carlotta himself.Holmes put down his teacup and nodded, with a smile in his eyes: "But the road is rough."

"You're worrying too much."

Christine shook her head. She may have been standing on the side all the time, and she couldn't see it more clearly.From the time the two of them arrived at Shani Manor, they could feel that they had taken a step forward. As for Lotta's repulsive appearance...

That's just "expression", and she can be said to be very clear about the inner words.

Maybe it's also because this gentleman is British... Christine nodded thoughtfully, no wonder Lotta would show such duplicity, if it was her, she would do the same.

Tsk, British, but if it is Mr. Holmes, Christine thinks it is acceptable.

"Thank you, Mr. Holmes."

"But I think this kind of relationship is very comfortable."

"It's not wrong, you can ignore other people's guesses, because only those who are in it will feel this way."

Christine slightly raised her glass to Holmes, then turned her head to look at Carlotta who was warming up to the fire and smiled: "Lotta, when the time comes, Mr. Shani will take me into the church."

"I think it will make him happier if you call him 'Father' now, because someone really wants and loves his golden retriever. But when it comes to this, you need me to say something in church 'I object'?"

"You won't object."

Carlota felt his palms were completely warm before he relaxed, pretending not to realize that the person sitting next to him was a certain big detective, and casually leaned in his direction: "Maybe the date has been set? "

"Probably in the spring, when everything will be ready."

Spring... Carlota counted the time intently, and it was April.According to tradition, the two of them should still go on their honeymoon, that is to say, they will come back just in May...

No.

Carlotta pursed his lips, and did not express his thoughts, but casually pushed the approximate date to the end of May.In this case, not only is the weather warm and sunny, but also if you go out for a month, the student uprising in Paris should have ended as expected.

For her, the safety of her two friends is the most important.

As for getting married, it was just a joke for her to say "I object", not to mention that she still wanted to grab the bouquet.

The winter night came too fast, Carlotta saw that the sun had turned golden, and immediately said goodbye to the fiancée, and took the carriage home with the detective.

go home.Carlotta suddenly felt a little satisfied looking at the street outside the car window.This sense of satisfaction does not come from the heart, but...

"Do you leave the warm Shani Manor alone every time?"

Sensitively feeling the mood of the soprano, Holmes' expression showed a little curiosity: "How does it feel to return to a home where one person lives alone from such a place?"

"It's also quite comfortable. These are two different kinds of comfort." Carlotta turned his head and smiled slightly: "You should also find that I'm not a particularly lively person, so I don't feel any discomfort."

"Then why..."

"Fol... Sherlock, you have to know that going home alone and walking with someone is different after all."

Carlotta sighed, and had to admit that Mr. Detective still occupies a small place in his heart: "You are still a little different to me."

"But this difference can easily become the same, isn't it, Carlotta?"

"Not really."

This is not the case.

Carlota is very aware of this, she is not someone who is shy to express her inner feelings, or she is very used to showing her emotional tendencies.This kind of difference from other girls Carlotta attributes this to the sequelae caused by "releasing emotions on the stage all the year round", but personally, she still likes this sequelae very much.

Looking back into Mr. Detective's gray eyes, Carlotta was sure he would like it too.

"You will always have correct inferences, but I will be wrong. It's not that you don't understand me, Sherlock. After all, I have always given you such willful thoughts. Of course, if your inferences say that If the subject is replaced by someone else, it is correct."

However, the others are not Sherlock Holmes.

"If I can call this person with a special status an ordinary status, it would be too unfair to him."

Saying this with a low smile, Carlotta stretched out his hand and directly held the opponent's finger, and then smiled slightly after shaking with the rhythm of the swaying carriage to attract the opponent's attention.

"I hate when the British beat around the bush and don't tell the truth."

"I hate the fact that the French are too direct and undisguised."

After catching up with Carlota's words, Holmes looked at the soprano who was smiling too happily, and also showed a smile.

"May I ask, when did you..."

"Of course, but in the future, don't think you can do it."

Forget about this small flaw now, after all, he just took office, so he can't force it.

When Carlota sensed that the carriage was approaching home, she stretched out her free hand and rang the bell to let the driver stop, and then made a gesture of invitation to Holmes.

"It's such a cold day, you want to go back?"

"It's just a journey. I want to use this kind of time that should be spent to tell you something you want to know."

For example, in the afternoon of that day, you were too focused on playing the violin, which made me a little jealous of your violin.

The author has something to say: the third update!

Ah, I finally tossed my house almost to the ground.I have moved so much these two days that I can say that I have no love in my life, I want to hit the wall_(:з」∠)_