[Comprehensive] Jasmine became the queen bee

"I bet Sherlock didn't take it seriously!"

"Jessie—Jessie—"

"He must have forgotten about it, how to put it, deleted it from his brain..."

"And he didn't respond too?"

"I'm sorry Jesse—"

Raymond shamelessly followed Jessica from the kitchen to the bedroom, explaining without sincerity.

Jessica took a big bite of the apple and chewed it tastelessly.

So this is probably like this, Raymond told Sherlock that she liked him out of some kind of psychology, but she didn't know it at all, and she was still dangling in front of Sherlock.It wouldn't be bad if it went on like this, but Mycroft didn't know what was wrong, and he wanted Sherlock to have a complete "adolescent experience", so he presumptuously found her—maybe because this body is really good. condition - and then she refused, and deliberately let Sherlock know.

Sherlock doesn't think he's playing hard to get, does he?

The thought made Jessica want to bang her head against the wall.The instigator, Raymond, was still yelling at the back. She stepped up a few steps at the turn of the stairs to shake off the annoying bastard, but a question suddenly crossed her mind, making her stop abruptly, and she was almost blocked from responding. Come knocked down by Raymond.

"So you already told Sherlock that I have a crush on him," Jessica asked coldly, "and now you're encouraging me to confess to him?"

"Hey," Raymond said with a flattering smile on his face, "After all, Sherlock won't believe what I say...and things have changed now..."

"Go away," Jessica threw half an apple into his arms, "take your poisoned apple."

"Come on, Snow White—" Raymond followed up again, "think about it, I'm helping you both. If you don't want Sherlock, he'll be a spinster!"

"...you stay away from me."

"I'm serious, there is no second girl who dares to approach him like you. As a friend, of course I want...don't close the door!"

Jessica stood in front of the door and slapped Raymond's hand off, and said angrily, "So you betrayed your sister to your friend like this?"

"Ouch," Raymond groaned strangely, "you like him anyway!"

"But I don't!" Jessica screamed.

"You are!" Raymond screamed even louder.

Jessica picked up a pillow and threw it on his head, squeezing his face.Raymond roared angrily, grabbed the pillow and threw it back relentlessly.

"What happened?" Joanna's concerned voice came from downstairs, "I haven't heard you quarreling for a long time."

"Nothing!" They replied in unison, then looked at each other, and began to punch and kick each other silently.Jessica attacked Raymond with all the cans and cans she could get her hands on, and pushed him to the door with a dash when he had no time to defend himself.

"I'm doing this for your own good..." Raymond dodged a UFO angrily, "Are you crazy?"

"You're crazy!"

"Hush—" Raymond glanced downstairs, "Do you want your mother to hear? Seriously, is it so hard to admit that you like Sherlock? Isn't love doing everything for him?"

Jessica looked at Raymond, who was blocking the door with his body, with a heroic expression on his face, and had a splitting headache, "I really don't, I like Sherlock... I just want to make friends..."

"Don't explain, I've noticed all your efforts," Raymond said, with a solemn face between the cracks in the door, "Even when you were chasing James, you didn't do that. I don't think I did anything wrong!"

Jessica couldn't control her anger, she pushed the unrepentant person out of the door with all hands and feet, and slammed the door shut despite his screams.

The world is finally clean.

***

During dinner, Joanna glanced suspiciously between Jessica and Raymond, but one of them was engrossed in eating while the other wandered away, as if nothing had happened.

Jessica bit the spoon, her heart was filled with all kinds of useless thoughts, and Joanna didn't even notice that she hesitated to speak a few times.

Mark shook his head and winked at Joanna.Joanna sighed worriedly, but she also gave up on asking.

"I'm done." Raymond wiped his mouth and left the table in a hurry.

The sound of the knife and fork hitting the plate startled Jessica, and she looked up to find both Joanna and Mark silently watching her.

"Uh... I'm done eating too." Jessica felt a little guilty for no reason. She brushed her hair back and smiled.

"..." Joanna and Mark couldn't bear to look directly away.

Is it that bad?

Jessica turned around pretending to be calm, and ran upstairs as if fleeing where they couldn't see.

The carpet on the steps was hard, and there was a thumping sound, which overlapped with the heartbeat from nowhere.There seems to be a man-eating beast hidden in the dark corridor, only a glimmer of life emerges from the crack in the door of Raymond's room, the smooth doorknob glows with an indifferent metallic luster, and the moment she wraps it in her hand, she trembles .

In an instant, the shrinking turtle attribute deep in her heart came into play. Jessica resisted the urge to drag Raymond out of it, and returned to her room with slightly heavy steps.

Even if she could persuade Raymond in various ways, or make him take back his words, what can't be changed is that Raymond, who is nosy, brought all this back to the original point - Jasmine, who secretly fell in love with Sherlock in Butts Hospital. , and Sherlock who pretended to be puzzled.

And a cruel fact that Jessica has to accept is that when she knows nothing, she can face Sherlock calmly, but Sherlock is fully aware, but can also treat her indiscriminately, except for Mike. Kauf's self-assertion drives him crazy, but he's as emotionally insulated as ever.

Take no signal and give no chance to anyone.It was so before, and it is so now.The only difference is that, for her, after illness, death, accidental death, the person she admired was a murderer, etc., the aimless unrequited love at that time seemed to be far, far away from her.

But now, she doesn't have the freedom to dodge and escape, she must always hold the initiative.

So what difference does Sherlock know?

Jessica turned on the light with a snap, and the light filled the room in an instant, and she seemed to gain infinite courage in this action.

Since he was able to ignore this fake "secret love" and use silence instead of rejection, then she, who has a clear conscience, can also be fearless.

****

Of course it's always easiest to cheer yourself up, and it's also enjoyable to soak in the self-satisfaction that comes with it.But this false pleasure only lasted until the next morning, when Jessica woke up from a long dream. In the dream, she followed Sherlock's footsteps smoothly, graduated from high school, graduated from college, and arrived at Scotland Yard and... Baker Street.She has been the backdrop for every exciting case, or the person behind the camera for a monumental moment.

In the dream, Jessica was an observer and a witness, only not a participant.But this made her very satisfied, until one day, Sherlock was imprisoned, and even the brother of a high-ranking government official could not save him.Jessica was crying outside the prison, seeing the god of death walking slowly with a sickle...

After waking up, the excitement of last night turned into discouragement.

Jessica hastily finished her breakfast listlessly, not even interested in bickering with Raymond, and could only maintain the scene with weak eyes.

In the end, Raymond felt bored, and he pouted and complained: "You won't be angry because of what happened yesterday?"

"Hmm." Jessica curled up on the passenger seat, her eyes half-closed, and she snorted.

"Oh, well," Raymond shrugged, "I think I can remedy that."

After speaking, he specifically looked at Jessica's reaction - there was no reaction.

"God," he pouted even higher, "well, after I saw Sherlock today, I told him that I made a mistake, Jessica, you don't like him a little bit, let him talk to Sherlock later. You keep your distance..."

If Raymond really did this, would Sherlock become so angry that he would never have any contact with her?

Or just pretend like nothing happened?

"..." Jessica closed her eyes weakly, "Thank you for your kindness, but there is no need."

She felt that Sherlock himself was keeping a distance from all the fools in his eyes, and there was no need to put an extra burden on him.

"Why?" Raymond's eyes lit up. "Have you changed your mind? Are you ready to admit it?"

"No."

"Ok--"

Jessica didn't need to look to know that Raymond must be proud of "Don't be stubborn".

Last night's nightmare made her forehead ache on the left side. She stretched out her hand and rubbed it vigorously, her eyes glanced at the half-opened car window, trying to close it.

The school gate of Holmes Chapel Comprehensive High School was half-hidden under the tall trees. Under the shade of the trees, students in twos and threes were chatting together, but Jessica found two familiar figures among them.

Her hand that was about to close the car window stopped, and instead she rolled down the car window completely, poking her head out slightly to look.

It's an unexpected but predictable combination.With his back to her was Sherlock, who was saying something, accompanied by some simple gestures.And the person opposite him was Joseph with a calm face, he raised his head to listen to Sherlock's speech, and nodded from time to time.

Jessica couldn't perceive whether the atmosphere between the two was peaceful or dignified, but it was not very harmonious from Sherlock's previous attitude.

It's just that she didn't know, what happened to Joseph?

The author has something to say:

This is from the deposit box~

Yesterday was a day of grief, after ten days (with permission) of using the internet next door, the next door changed the password! !changed! ! WTF! !

However, I am sorry to ask for it again_(:з」∠)_ and I swiped my phone! !The traffic accidentally exceeded dozens of dollars! !It's heartbreaking! ! !

I thought the traffic at night was nationwide?The result is in the province? ?The ____ does not work? ?

But I still want to chase stars? ?Brush Weibo? ?On the tubing? ?

From another point of view, I have more time to write articles (bye bye manually), but from another point of view, there is no traffic to post after writing...

So I can’t have fun and cry in the comment area recently, let’s unify the light waves of love~~

ps If one day I disappear, I must sell my kidneys for traffic...

Maybe when I come back I will bring tens of thousands (??) of manuscripts...