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

In this world, Carlotta felt that he was not afraid of anything, but he was also extremely afraid.

On the day my dear Mr. Holmes was 70 years old, he chose to retire, and Carlotta felt that he had returned to the original world.

It was the original world, and it felt completely different: at least she remembered that she didn’t have a childhood sweetheart named Christine at that time, and she didn’t have a whole day to make trouble, using “learning the violin” as an excuse to get close to Christine’s golden retriever .

Vitellis is a professor at the Paris Conservatory of Music, mainly responsible for the teaching of opera, but he is also very good at playing the violin.I live next door to Christine's house, and one day when she was humming the most famous "Memories" in "Cats", she was discovered by Vitellis, and she was hired as a tutor to teach herself.

Life in the suburbs of Paris is very comfortable. My parents did not want me to "marry into a wealthy family" as before, but the strict requirements are no different from before.

As the days wore on, Carlotta decided to go to Paris alone at the age of 15.She has a lot of things she wants to know, and she also needs a higher level of music learning.

As for the fact that he was admitted to the Paris National Higher Conservatory of Music at the age of 15, Carlotta only found it a little funny.If she hadn't been admitted, was she the best soprano of the nineteenth century?

In Paris she needs to have a host family and then...

"Carlota, I have another article published in the newspaper today, please cheer for me."

Cosette rushed over suddenly, hugged the girl who was boarding at her home, then turned her head and hugged her silent guardian: "Father, you see I succeeded, this is already the second article , you can’t say I’m a 'fluke'."

"Yes, Cosette, it was not a fluke."

The director of the Madeleine factory nodded gently, and then showed a similar smile to Carlotta: "But I know that most of the credit belongs to Carlotta. There is no chance to go out. Thank you."

"It's ok."

Carlotta shook her head. She is getting used to this kind of modern life now, and I have to say that this feeling is really good, without the fearful atmosphere before, and there is no need to wonder if there is any political battle .She's still socially awkward, and wears a ring on the ring finger of her right hand.

I don’t know why, but when Carlota was shopping with Cosette one day, she saw this ring that was exactly the same as when she got married. After buying it, Carlotta put it on her right hand directly. On the ring finger.

Well, a nun's heart, isn't she?

Everyone has come to this world, and they are no different from the original people, and there is no "Phantom of the Opera" in the theater where they practiced, so is there still a Sherlock Holmes in London?

Escaping cannot solve the problem. During the summer vacation when he was 19 years old, Carlotta invited Christine, who was just about to enter school to become his junior.

Raoul is studying at the University of Edinburgh, and he has been "coveting" the Edinburgh International Art Festival for a long time. When he heard that his lover and half sister decided to come to Edinburgh to participate in this grand event, he absolutely agreed with it.

"Then we will entrust you with our music." Carlotta looked at Carmen's sheet music in his hand, and handed it to his golden retriever friend with a smile: "We decided to sing Carmen."

"Carmen? Lotta, don't tease me, you can be Carmen, Christine..."

"I'm Michaela."

Christine opened a pair of innocent eyes, looking at her lover with a face full of "you will agree, right?", and also showed a little pitifulness: "Raoul, isn't it good?"

Raoul chose to surrender.

Everything was ready, but when she really stood on the streets of Edinburgh, Carlotta still hesitated.

Will he come?Will he choose to come here?I'm not sure if he exists in this world, if there is a Sherlock Holmes in this world and there is no memory of the nineteenth century——

That's not him, she doesn't want it.

Singing the ballad that can recall the original, the rebellious and charming Carmen has a little more love of memories, and a little more hesitation about the uncertain future.This attitude can be interpreted as a hesitation to like Don Jose and an expectation that he will respond to her.

She wants to see him, even if it's not him, at least she can make herself give up.

Fortunately, God did not abandon them.

"With all due respect ma'am."

The face in front of him was somewhat different from the one before, but the tone and the color of his eyes were still the same. Mr. Detective spoke with an affirmative attitude, and at the same time, there was a trembling that was suppressed.

"You don't look like you have nothing to do now."

Raoul looked at the two people in front of him, wondering if he should play the wedding march now.

Christine frowned, and looked at the gentleman who approached him with a little suspicion.Inexplicably, she felt that this gentleman was very familiar, but she didn't know where she had seen it before.

British, gray eyes...

Christine trembled slightly, she seemed to recall something similar to now but not exactly the same.When she cast her eyes on Raoul, she could feel that her lover was the same as she was feeling now.

They must have seen this person.

"So what, is there nothing wrong?"

There was a naturally provocative look on Carlota's eyebrows, but this feeling disappeared quickly. A different smile appeared on her face, and she opened her hands with love.

"Come give me an 'say'."

"Like, I found you."

Why not go to London?Because I'm afraid that London doesn't have you.

Why not go to Paris?Because I'm afraid of that Paris without you.

Carlota fully understands this concern, at least there is hope when he does not meet him, but when he really finds that hope has completely disappeared, then there is nothing.

Fortunately, there is another Sherlock Holmes and Carlotta Lester in this world.

"So how long are you going to hug?"

Suddenly there was a strange voice behind him. Carlotta suddenly understood when he saw a faintly angry gentleman. After coughing, he pushed his Mr. Detective: "Sherlock, John..."

"John? Oh yes, John, we've known each other for 45 years and you guys never told me everything about that time. I'm all by myself stupidly left in England by Sherlock and you go to France to pick up girls? "

The good-tempered Mr. Watson seemed to want to tell all the unfair treatment he suffered at the beginning, and his coherent attitude reminded Carlota of a wonderful sketch "Reporting the Name of the Dish" that he had seen before.

This one is "Accounting the Ledger".

"Send me and Mary to her mother's house first. When I came back, 221B was empty. If Mrs. Hudson hadn't told me, I really thought you were murdered. Let's not talk about this? Okay, let's not talk about it. Well, I haven't received a letter from you for more than half a year, not even one!"

Carlota turned back and coughed, and looked at Christine and Raoul, who seemed to be a little unresponsive, and said in a good voice: "Hey John, we can go to a quiet place..."

"A quiet place? Carlota, I haven't mentioned you yet, let's have breakfast together, huh? I never thought that you are so narrow-minded. Did you use all the Holmes family's tricks when you finally changed your surname? 221B Explosion, huh? And left a wedding ring to make people think you died without a place to die, huh? You should have seen how Mrs. Hudson was crying, how I was crying, how Mary was crying , how Mrs. Darcy cried!"

"Of course I won't continue talking about this aspect. Mr. Raoul and Ms. Christine, you can solve it yourself. Now I have to say where did you two damn guys learn the technique of feigning death? Now there is another Mo Riati, Sherlock, don't say you want to play this trick again!"

"Don't laugh at Sherlock Holmes! You have your part too! A week after a good friend died! Just a week! I got the news that you died too, and it was brought back by your brother! Can I not Believe your brother? Diving over the waterfall, eh? Okay, I don’t care now, where there is a 50-meter high platform diving, I will immediately ask you to do it again! You still want to hide it from me? After five years, you will come back with A little Sherlock Holmes!"

"Yes, little Holmes, you know what I thought? I thought you two came back from heaven and had a baby!"

"..."

Listen, Mr. John Watson's words are smooth and smooth, and he really counts.

Carlotta twitched the corners of his mouth. Standing in this secluded alley, listening to Watson's endless accusations that were comparable to machine guns, he stepped on Holmes' foot directly to the side: "You don't care?"

"You have two more."

There was a little pity on Holmes' face: "Christine is an insider, but Raoul is not."

"But Christine can hold Raoul."

Carlotta squeezed out a little sound between his teeth, and looked at Raoul who seemed to be beginning to understand and nodded noblely and coldly: "And this time he was also beaten by me from childhood to adulthood."

"..."

With such a comparison, Holmes felt that he should indeed start to have a headache.Then he looked at Watson with a pitiful and apologetic expression, with a little 'Forgive me' earnest expression.In Carlotta's opinion, this expression was simply shameless.

"Sorry, John."

"..."

Mr. John Watson, who had been chattering, let out a sigh of relief when he saw this expression. When he wanted to continue, he found that he had said almost the same thing.He kicked the bricks under his feet viciously, and Watson sighed in frustration: "Well, you can always let me forgive you."

"Hey, good..."

Raoul pressed Christine's mouth for a moment, and when he met Holmes' eyes, he felt cold sweat pouring down his back.

Please Christine, you have always said that Holmes and Watson are true love before, so it’s fine to talk to me, please don’t open your mouth at this time, you have forgotten how much vengeance Carlotta had in the beginning. Does everyone who publicizes the "breakfast incident" know about it?

Looking at the two people in front of him, Raoul wanted to cry, but now he regretted remembering everything. His experience in the nineteenth century was simply deceitful!

The author has something to say: After the two met, everyone’s memories began to recover, and then the breakfast incident, I don’t know if you still remember it→v→Lao Fu & Watson’s gossip drama planned by Lotta [Hello]