Baker Street Check-In Record [Sherlock Holmes]

It was a rare thing. Leslie ran out when Cecily was at home. Cecily guessed that Leslie must have no face to face her and slipped away. She was in a good mood and left a note to tease her brother.

There is no one at home, and I don't feel comfortable staying alone. Maybe I am used to being busy, but I am not used to it when I relax. After resting at home for a morning, I went back to the hospital happily.

In fact, in a sense, Cecily is also a representative of strong nerves. She felt hot because of Holmes' inexplicable words yesterday, but after putting on her white coat, she forgot all about it and decided to sit down all afternoon. After the outpatient clinic, I began to ponder my thesis again.

After putting down the thesis, she couldn't help feeling a little sad, or maybe a kind of relief.

So be it.

When she returned to the dormitory, the dormitory was actually empty. Even though she lived here all day long, she didn't have many things. The daily necessities were all the simplest and plain, without any decorations, and the whole room was full of sexual indifference.If it was her from a long time ago, she probably would have disliked this style of being too straight.

And she actually lived there peacefully, without taking a good look at the place where she used to live.

It will be fine in the future, she thought, after all, she has to get used to it.

Browns hasn't come to see Cecily for a long time...Compared with the previous frequency, it's a long time.Cecily didn't care too much, she knew that her condition was special, and she would be very happy if Browns could still keep in touch, but there was nothing wrong with it gradually fading away.

She didn't know that she became more and more weird in the eyes of everyone in the hospital. In order not to reveal her identity, she didn't talk too much. Recently, she was obsessed with improving herself, and she was even more tired of interpersonal relationships. In addition, her only friends no longer came to visit. , even the letters are much less, isn't it weird.

What Cecily found strange was that there were many, many more pens in her pen holder.

"So, what's the situation?" Cecily frowned and asked the nurse in the nurse's station, "Normally, people wouldn't come into my office to put pens in."

After reading it, the nurse was not guilty: "This is the pen of your friend Mr. Holmes."

Again.

Cecily had some inexplicable feelings in her heart.

It's like this again, every time, when I'm about to lose contact, I will suddenly reconnect because of some small things.

In fact, as a friend, it is right to contact as much as possible when you have the opportunity. Cecily doesn't know if it is because she has a dark heart, so she is too sensitive to such details.

There were seven more pens in her pen holder, which meant that basically every time Holmes visited once or twice, he had to fold a pen in the hospital.

"Usually, don't we all use the pen as soon as we look at it, and when the ink runs out, we realize that it's not my pen, and most of it has Mr. Holmes' name written on it... Everyone knows that Mr. Holmes is your friend, so just I put it back for you." The nurse looked at Cecily's serious face, hesitated for a moment, and then added the last sentence, "Some nurse girls like Mr. Holmes very much, and they probably lost a few in their hands. Will pay back."

Cecily looked up, just in time to see a ten-year-old girl passing by her in a hurry, with a pen pinned to the pocket of her nurse uniform.

Perhaps that would be Holmes's.

"I see, thank you." Cecily didn't ask any more questions, and returned to her office.

Very irritable.

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In fact, Holmes doesn't care about whether the birthday is a birthday or not. He thinks that even if it is the date of birth, it doesn't mean it has any other meaning.He was a little surprised that he would invite Sylvester for the reason of his birthday...he himself was a little surprised.

After telling her his own birthday (albeit a fake one), it made him even more uncomfortable not to get an equivalent exchange of information.

He didn't even know how old she was.

She never seemed to care about birthdays or holidays, and she seemed to be very casual when she visited on Christmas. If Holmes never cared so much about the passage of time, then Cecily really seemed to live every day the same. If there is no one to help her, she is willing to live in such a simple life for decades.

Nothing wrong with that, but he always wanted her to be by his side.

He just wanted to.

But he has been slow to take action.

Mycroft always does this kind of superfluous thing, and Holmes does sometimes agonize over his self-assertion, but there is no doubt that he can always solve the key problem.

For example, this time he sent a telegram to his younger brother, which contained only one sentence.

[Her birthday, August 8th. ]

Coincidentally, Holmes only had three days left.

If there is one month left, or even one week left, Holmes is likely to forget about this matter. If there is only one day left, he may choose to visit directly, but three days, although it is a bit tight, But it's not that you can't even hand over a gift.

Although he doesn't like interpersonal communication, but in the end... there is still a lot to give.

As for what to give?

"Watson, don't be in a hurry to go to your Turkish bath. Even if you leave an hour late, he will not close the door, and my question is obviously more important..." Holmes spread out the newspaper, but his mind was obviously not on the newspaper, " What do you think should be a birthday present?"

"Birthday gift?" Watson was about to change his shoes, but he stopped and returned to his original seat because of this topic, "My friend who has friendly contacts with you, I guess you are giving it to Sylvester? "

They had only known each other for a day, so they removed their respectful titles.

Holmes felt a little unbalanced.

When he was in college, he still had a gentlemanly air, and his temperament was not as weird as he is often said to be now, but she always liked to call him Mr.

He originally wanted to say yes, but changed his mind: "No, a lady."

"Ma'am?" Watson was obviously shocked, and his sitting posture became extra energetic, "I remember you mentioned—"

"I really don't like those ladies who have no brains and only find fault with their appearance and grooming," Holmes said bluntly, "but this does not prevent me from having a good relationship..."

friend.

"Female friend."

Perhaps that definition should not be used, for Holmes, she is his friend, and she happens to be a woman.

"May I ask who she is?"

Holmes looked up sharply at him.

Watson immediately looked back and nodded: "Understood, I understand, then can I ask what kind of person she is?"

What kind of person is she?

There is no doubt that she is a respectable doctor.

She loves reading, studying, and taking risks with him.

She is independent, strong, and has wisdom that other women can't match.

At the same time, she is gentle and tolerant, and will applaud his every simple reasoning.

By the way, he has also seen her calm and decisive side, and her occasional tantrum and teasing side.

She looks innocent and pure when she is asleep.

And drunk, lying on his sofa, and pointing at the moon and saying that the moon is big and round.

Watson stared intently at his roommate.

"Take back your gossip, Dr. Watson," Holmes snapped back to his senses, realizing that he seemed to be thinking too much, and his tone was a bit awkward, "If you do this again, I can only consider asking someone else. Now, you are not the only friend of women."

Friend of Women?What kind of adjective is this?Watson was a little helpless about his friend's moodiness. He was obviously in a good mood when he first started asking about birthday gifts, but his face turned over as soon as he said it, and he didn't even make any preparations.

Actually, he was a little upset when he called Sylvester by his first name.It is a pity that Dr. Watson did not notice this.

"You tell me I'm a woman, but you don't tell me who or what she is, so how do I know what to give? Of course flowers are the trend now, isn't that book still in fashion? For the language of flowers, you can search a little bit... um, find the one that suits you, um, just give it to your female friend's bouquet." Watson is now making a fuss, and his words are a slight hint , he waited for his friend to ask him to give him another suggestion in exchange for satisfying his curiosity about the woman.

After all, although anyone can send flowers, asking Sherlock Holmes to read a book on the language of flowers might as well kill him. Wasting his time would be tantamount to murdering him.

Watson also wanted to laugh, he didn't want to spend time flipping through that kind of book, he was willing to sit still and think about what to give. He was really curious about who could make Holmes think of giving a gift, after Sylvester After that, Holmes seems to have other friends, which makes him look more human, but to be honest, there are not many people who can stand Holmes' bad temper, especially when he looks too gentlemanly sometimes, which makes people feel uncomfortable. Forget about his bad temper, which would suddenly prove itself.

flower?Does she like flowers?

He only remembered the days when she was with him as Doctor Sylvester. She was indeed yearning for the beauty of nature, but she didn't seem to show any special favor for flowers, as if some patients had given her flowers, but she also He didn't seem to care much.

"She doesn't like flowers," retorted Holmes.

"There are very few women who don't like flowers, right? Quite a few ladies are holding flower language booklets to read..." Watson shrugged under Holmes' gaze, "Well, your friend must not be an ordinary lady. .”

Holmes was very satisfied with the second half of the sentence, and nodded reservedly.

Forget it, this kind of matter still cannot be left to Watson, he changed his mind, stood up suddenly, and pushed Watson to the door: "Okay, I don't bother you to worry about my affairs, Dr. Watson, please Go enjoy your turkish bath, I know you have an important date tomorrow... well it doesn't matter, at least for the time being this is the most suitable lady you've ever met, even though her brother may be very fierce , but I wish you success."

The door slammed shut.

Watson stood at the door with a dazed expression on his face, and Holmes walked quickly to his seat and sat down heavily.

It's her birthday, probably to wish her a good start.

After a while, he stood up again.

The author has something to say: I didn’t leave a message for the second update yesterday, it seems that you guys are not interested in the double update, so I decided to protect my saved manuscript and not let it be published :)

My hands and feet feel weak when I write this paragraph today, and I feel a little sweet.

What do you think Lao Fu will give?

Also, it will end at the end of this month, what extra episode do you want to watch?I don't have to write all of them, but I will consider them.