[Comprehensive] Jasmine became the queen bee

"I'm afraid I can't congratulate you, John.

All emotion, especially love, is contrary to pure cool reason.

And I think that sanity is above all else. "

— Sherlock Holmes

The teaching building after school was completely free of the usual noise, and Jessica rarely stayed in school at this time.She walked up the fire stairs to the legendary Raymond's secret location -- a secret that was known to everyone on the football team.

"He used to sneak up there after practice," Calvin said to Jessica in a mysterious way. "We followed him once and found him going to the dance studio on the second floor, probably to hide from Ellie. No Carter."

As a result, Eleanor still found it later, and heard Emma say that she had made a big fuss regardless of her demeanor, and rumors spread all over the campus the next day.

The flat shoes stepped on the steps silently, and the setting sun hit Jessica on the face through the small round window in the stairwell. She squinted her eyes and took two steps. After turning the last corner, an old door appeared in front of her. before.There was a shiny open lock hanging on the door, and there was a rhythmic muffled sound from the crack of the unlocked door, like the sound of a fist hitting a sandbag.

Why did Raymond secretly practice boxing?Jessica pushed the door open suspiciously, but unexpectedly saw someone she never thought would be here.

Sherlock was naked/bare to the waist, his hands were wrapped in white bandages, and the muscles in his arms and chest bulged with each blow.The curls on his forehead were wet with sweat, and his cheeks were slightly red from the exercise.Seeing Jessica at the door, he stopped.

"I'm sorry, I should have knocked." Jessica smiled awkwardly, "I thought it was Raymond...Anyway, I'll give you a moment..."

She gestured to Sherlock's upper body, and before he could respond, she closed the door.

Leaning against the cold wall of the corridor, Jessica found herself blushing a little, and then she blushed at the fact that she was blushing.

"This is really a little perverted." She blamed herself, blaming her shy nature.Speaking of which, when Sherlock first started to learn boxing, she, as Katie, did not fail to watch his practice.At that time, Sherlock was already much taller than his peers, but he was very thin and looked weak. In addition, he found that being a lawless mischievous ghost required better physical strength, so he started professional boxing courses without hesitation.

Of course, at that time, Sherlock was wearing a top...but that didn't make her any less perverted.

Since the heart knot was opened, these memories of being Katie are no longer the same as before. Even the happy pictures are full of fateful heartbreak, but revealing its original warm face.The kind and enthusiastic Mrs. Holmes, the gentle and humble Mr. Mycroft, who occasionally comes back to trigger a brotherly war, and even Sherlock, who is always playing pranks, are also integrated into this warm tone that makes people smile. middle.

Jessica was in a daze for a while, and felt that it was almost time, so she knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in."

She pushed the door open and saw Sherlock rolling up the sleeves of his shirt. She couldn't see his expression clearly in the backlight, but saw him walking towards this side step by step.

"Raymond isn't here," he pointed to something Jessica was holding in her hand. "The redhead's mom on the football team baked a cake that Raymond would love."

"Yes, that's Richard." Jessica looked at the paper box containing the cake. According to Calvin, Richard's mother was very skilled, and 'match Sherlock's IQ very well'.

"But it's not for Raymond, it's for you. They say thank you for everything you do for them."

"What did I do?" Sherlock's tone was puzzled at first, and then surprised. "Oh, so they won, didn't they? Competition is really unpredictable."

"Eh?" Jessica stared at him dumbfounded. "Oli said that you analyzed the situation on the field during the halftime break and said that the opponent is already at the end of their strength, and our winning percentage is [-]%."

"I lied." He said nonchalantly, "It is obviously not advisable to win with the delusion that the opponent suddenly becomes weaker. In my eyes, their winning percentage is [-]-[-], and the main reason is that I don't understand football at all."

Jessica couldn't think of which was more surprising, Sherlock lying, or Sherlock admitting he didn't know something.

"I didn't expect them to really believe that they could win," Sherlock continued, "I thought they wouldn't be so stupid that they couldn't see the gap between themselves and the other side."

"Of course, they really do trust you," Jessica passed the cake in her hand, "and, after this incident, they will trust you even more." She believed that they would build a shrine to Sherlock if they could.

Sherlock took the cardboard box with an "I don't fucking care" expression, and put it on the chair beside him, not wanting to open it.

"So, where did Raymond go?" Jessica looked at the gradually darkening sky, "Do you know?"

"No." Sherlock looked at Jessica's face, as if he suddenly remembered something, he said a word absently, and fell into thought.

Jessica looked at him with his head down, pacing back and forth like a trapped beast in the last dusk, his entire face rapidly switching between light and dark, as if he had encountered something difficult to make a decision.Finally, he stopped.Under Jessica's confused gaze, he finally spoke.

"I'm an atheist," said Sherlock nonchalantly, "but if I had to give thanks to God for what he has done in creating man, I would only sing the praises of reason. Reason is the gift of the world, the engine of man, that keeps the earth running A source of radiance throughout the universe."

"...so?" Jessica looked at him suspiciously.

"Sensibility is the greatest enemy of rationality, those intuitions, emotions, feelings, etc., but feelings..." At this point, Sherlock began to become irritable, as if his aversion to sensibility could no longer keep him calm, "Emotions make him People lose their reason, which is the last thing I want to happen, all feelings, especially, love..."

Sherlock's hand drew a circle in the air, as if turning his imaginary enemy into a target for him to aim better.His expression changed to hesitation in the hospital, mixed with displeasure on the court.

Jessica suddenly found that the recent Sherlock was a little cloudy, at least when she was with her, he was extremely moody.

"Love," Sherlock uttered the word, gnashing his teeth a little bit, "family affection is inseparable because of the blood connection, I guess I can only accept its bondage. But love is... destructive, it can destroy Lose one's mind, these days I... don't matter, but I still have the right to choose."

Jessica nodded hesitantly. She wasn't surprised that Sherlock had such a point of view, but his tangled statement made her scratch her head.

"And my choice, from the past to the present, and then to the future," he stared at the floor, pursed his lips, "I assure you, it will be rejected without hesitation."

Jessica didn't know how to react.She didn't expect Sherlock's 'singleism' to appear at this age. She remembered that when she was a child, Sherlock imagined that his future bride would be "superior in wisdom and talent". ", he pondered for a long time after hearing this story.

"Is love just such a meaningless sacrifice?" He said with a frown. "Then my partner should be smarter, at least not as stupid as you."

This is very hurtful.

She came back to her senses and inexplicably found that Sherlock was staring at her, with sunken brows and slightly clenched fists, making him look like he was expecting her statement.

What did Sherlock want him to say?She tucked her hair behind her ears, and tentatively, "I completely understand your feelings. In fact, your thoughts about love are also things I often think about, but at least until now, I have experienced so many times. Failure, I still have confidence in love..."

Jessica's mind flashes many faces, those heartbreaking moments, including the adult Sherlock, "Maybe you think the destruction of sanity is a terrible thing, but I think that's the beauty. Imagine Your heart is full of irrational emotions, wrapped in those feelings of happiness and pain, even when you are broken up, you wish to disappear in this world, but immersing yourself in sadness makes you feel more aware of this world... All in all, I enjoyed it."

From the perfunctory nonsense at the beginning, she became more and more emotional and devoted, and she almost convinced herself in the end.

Maybe this didn't make Sherlock believe in love, but she ended her speech with satisfaction.

Sherlock's expression was unpredictable, but his eyes were eagerly probing hers, as if evaluating the truth of these words.

Jessica looked back at him with the most innocent and honest eyes.

So he began to hesitate again. Based on his usual decisiveness, he seemed to have used up all the hesitation time in his life.

"That's not right, I mean you can't...I can't accept..."

Jessica opened her eyes wide as she waited for the answer to be revealed, but at this moment Raymond rushed in rashly and intercepted Sherlock's voice.

"My God! I didn't expect both of you to be here!" He rolled his eyes between Jessica and Sherlock, and smiled, "Whatever, the party is tonight, let's go!"

Sherlock frowned unhappily, but he didn't continue, just silently grabbed his schoolbag.

Jessica looked at his drooping eyelids and tight lips, and always felt that he seemed a little wronged.

This must be her illusion.