[Comprehensive] Jasmine became the queen bee

Jessica returned home from the hospital, but her "lost soul" was never found.

This meant that she would shut herself in the room as she was now, and neither Harry nor Raymond would be able to make her even change her supine position.

After realizing she's been abandoned by the world, she soon discovers that the world works just fine without her.Mom and Dad are busy with work, Emma is taking care of her younger brother, and Lestrade is still actively catching the murderer.

Yes, she was fully aware that Will the Ogre was still at large, perhaps looking for his next target.But what else could she do?

Jessica sighed, rolled from the right side of the bed to the left, and closed her eyes for the fifth time today.

Sherlock, omnipotent, always catches him anyway.

There was an indistinct noise from downstairs, probably from the crooked and childish Raymond and Harry.For various reasons, Jessica didn't appreciate much even though Raymond quit his part-time job at the bakery to "look after" her.

The noise stopped, and Jessica tried hard to condense the dispelled drowsiness, but the tranquility of this moment did not last long.

Someone knocked on the door vigorously, thump, thump, thud, it seemed to hit her on the brain.She took a goose feather pillow and pressed it on her head.

"Don't play dead, Jessica!" Raymond yelled from outside the door, and at the same time slammed on the door, "Someone is coming for you!"

"Who—" said Jessica weakly, "tell this man I'm resting."

"I can't hear what you're saying!" Raymond shouted even louder, "Open the door first!"

Oh, God.

Jessica mobilized all the muscles that had been abandoned for a long time before she fell from the bed and fell to the floor. She finally indulged in the feeling of being supported by an external force before standing up weakly with her hands and feet, and moved to the door.

She had just turned the handle thirty degrees when the door was pushed open by a powerful force. Jessica staggered back a few steps in a daze, seeing a lightning-fast figure bounce in from the outside, with her mouth Yelling loudly.

"Listen, Jesse," Raymond grabbed her arm, "I was forced, don't blame me anyway, it was Sherlock's idea."

what?

Jessica couldn't believe her ears, did she just hear the name "Sherlock"?

"No," she was tongue-tied for a long while, before she managed to utter a word, "No."

"He said you don't want to see him, but it seems to be true?" Raymond winked at the door while speaking, and held her arm tightly, as if to prevent her from escaping.

Jessica really wanted to run away now.

With all her strength, she pushed Raymond's arm very limply, only to be gripped even tighter by the latter.

"I just want to ask a question."

The familiar voice seemed close at hand, and Jessica froze in place for an instant.

"It's just a question, Jesse." Raymond hastily smiled hypocritically, "You just let him ask."

Does she have any other options now?Jessica rolled her eyes and leaned lazily against the wall, "That's a question."

Sherlock couldn't be seen outside the door from this angle, only Raymond blinking and pouting frantically.And Sherlock didn't show up very gentlemanly, or Jessica preferred to understand that he didn't want to see him.

She didn't want to see Sherlock either, if it wasn't for her troublesome brother.

The person outside the door cleared his throat, his voice was tense, and it passed around the door panel to Jessica's ears muffled.

"Will...is he missing a hand?"

Jessica frowned, "It seems like it's been a while since he lost a hand...why are you asking that?"

"I just..." Sherlock's increasingly heavy breathing cut his entire sentence to pieces, "It's okay..."

Raymond, who was caught between the two, suddenly changed his expression, and he let go of Jessica, "What's wrong with you, Sherlock?"

Jessica couldn't help feeling a little panicked, she hurriedly opened the door and looked into the corridor.Different shades of light and shadow were projected on the tall and thin figure. His forehead was covered by curly hair, which together with the sunken browbones covered half of his pale face.

"You're shaking, man!" Raymond screamed like a girl, running to the top of the stairs and shouting at the top of his voice, "Harry—Harry—call—"

Jessica was a little surprised to notice that the tip of Sherlock's nose was sweating, and his clenched fists were trembling slightly.Even so, he caught up to the unbearable Raymond in three steps at a time, pulled him back mercilessly, and gave him a cold look.

"I'm fine." He said briefly, turned his head and glanced at the bewildered Jessica for the last time, and strode downstairs without any explanation.

"Hey, don't go!" Raymond chased after him.

They met Harry who had just rushed over on the narrow stairs. Sherlock tried to go around Harry without looking away, but Harry blocked his way with his long arms stretched out under the encouragement of Raymond.

"I'm so sorry, Sherlock," said Harry, stammering, shaking nervously from side to side like a fluttering hen, "we meet again...well, by the way...my name is Harry... ..."

"I know," Sherlock said, showing a little restlessness, "please make room, Harry, I have something urgent to do."

"Uh, sorry," Harry said with a helpless look at Raymond, then at Jessica, who was standing in the corridor looking out of it, "I think you should be with, uh, Jessie." card to talk about."

For a while, everyone present was a little dazed.Sherlock completely gave up resistance and turned his head silently.Jessica was stunned for a while, and belatedly began to wave her hands wildly, "No, no, no..." She looked at Harry angrily, and made exaggerated mouth shapes to him.

You are crazy.

Harry's eyes widened innocently, and he didn't respond to her, but continued to confront the silent Sherlock.

It was Raymond who broke this embarrassing situation first.He scratched his head, obviously taking sides with Harry's stubborn face, "I think so too, Sherlock, you should have a private talk with Jessica about...well, whatever it is, haha."

"Exactly, about the 'little disagreement' between you," Harry agreed with a smile.He and Raymond dragged Sherlock from downstairs to upstairs one after the other. Jessica stared blankly at Sherlock coming to her. No reluctance.Then, as if by magic, suddenly there were only the two of them left in the corridor.

This was not a scenario Jessica could have foreseen.

Damn Harry and Raymond.

She crossed her arms across her chest and looked down to study the grain of the wood on the floor.The person on the opposite side didn't speak. Of course, Sherlock has never been conscious of being cold, and this time she has to make up her mind not to speak.

Sherlock shifted his focus at the edge of her line of sight, as if hesitating for something.

Jessica looked away and lowered her head even lower.The shaggy hair brushed against her cheeks, and what she saw were the soft cotton sweatpants and plush slippers, as well as the slightly protruding belly in the past few days.Yes, she did give up on herself, but what did it matter?

Jessica snorted coldly in her heart. She had a big fight with Raymond yesterday - there was no just purpose - Raymond was still chanting "good girl Jessie is going to lose her temper" until this morning ".

Good girl Jess is going crazy.

The resentment in her heart was about to overflow, she raised her head angrily, "You..."

But the moment she saw Sherlock, she was speechless again.

Sherlock's eye sockets dilated slightly, looking at her expectantly, which made her uncomfortably straighten her loose hair.

"You can go," Jessica said again, with a little frustration, "no one is stopping you now."

"I..." The light in Sherlock's eyes went out, he pursed his lips and shook his head, "I... I've had enough."

"what?"

Jessica's eyes widened, suspecting that she had heard wrong.

"I've had enough," Sherlock repeated clearly, "of all this."

Jessica was instantly furious.

"What right do you have to say that! I just..."

"You are right."

Sherlock easily let her words get blocked in her throat, and she still maintained a surprised facial expression, listening to Sherlock's quick narration: "You are right, Will and Dr. Lecter are indeed one person, I I don't know what's wrong with me, but in my heart, they are two completely different people, Will is cruel, cold, and crazy from time to time, while Lecter is always so calm, even just now..."

He's like, "Even just now, he's still acting like he's innocent."

Jessica's heart was shocked, not because of the news, but because of Sherlock's abnormal state at this time, his pupils were dilated, his eyes were slack, and his expression was unprecedentedly confused and hesitant.

"Hey," she murmured, something in her heart giving way, and she took a step forward, "are you okay?"

"Not very well," Sherlock nodded, "I think I need a little attention from the outside world."

If it wasn't for the trace of despair remaining on his face, Jessica would have thought he was joking.

But for the proud Sherlock to admit that he is not well, the matter must be very serious.

"What can I do to help you?" Jessica hesitated, wringing her hands.

Sherlock stared at her fixedly, the yellowed light made his short hair reflect a golden light, and a gentle curl was made at the end, sweeping across his gradually relaxing brows.

"So," he paused deliberately, "can you drive?"

The author has something to say:

hiahia continued embarrassment

Sorry for tearing up with someone yesterday (really tearing up), I don’t have time to update, the red envelope is sent as follows _(:з」∠)_

In the last chapter, many little angels seemed to express that they did not understand. The author deeply reflected on himself, probably because he wrote a dialogue between two people with high IQs, and in order to create a high-end atmosphere (?) he omitted many explanations Sexual content and psychological activities have gone astray... Now the explanation is unclear, and I feel that it does not have much impact on the main (gan, qing) line. If you have specific questions, welcome to comment and question, okay~~