[Comprehensive] Great detective is haunted

He holds her in his arms and dances.

"I was thinking, what you said this morning..." She looked up at him.

She rarely wore makeup like this, and in fact Sherlock had to admit that she looked good - at least better than any other woman in the wedding scene.

Well, for John's sake, let's assume she's not as pretty as Mary.

His thinking unexpectedly appeared a little sluggish under such an atmosphere. He lowered his head and stared into her eyes, then his eyes slid down to his nose and her lips.

He kissed it, soft and warm.

And now, today she is wearing pink lipstick, if I remember correctly, it should be the color she wore when she deliberately put on makeup for him for the first time.

It is not good for the body if eaten.

But throwing away the dose to see the toxicity is a hooligan, so it is still...

"Hey, are you listening to me?" Weiwei didn't hold back and stepped on him, "Sherlock, I assume you're distracted?"

Her blue eyes were like a clear spring, enveloping his face in bright or dark light and shadow.

Sherlock's hand slid down, supported her hip, and then moved up a little.

The sudden weightlessness caused Weiwei to let out a small cry of surprise, and then her face was pressed against his neck—she had to lean on his arms and his hands, her feet were almost off the ground, leaving only The toes seemed to touch the ground.

"Sherlock!"

He couldn't see it, but he could imagine her expression.

"what did you just say?"

"I said let me down!"

Her breath fell on his sensitive neck.

Well, she's still so shy, and he doesn't really understand why she's always so shy, she's obviously not a thin-skinned person, at least she can shake her feet at other people's water glasses when she's not in front of him Shake away.

But she's still so... easily shy.

Well, he did have fun with it.

"What did you put you down for? Do you want you to keep stepping on me?" His thin lips parted slightly, and his hoarse voice rolled down from his throat, "I mean, there's nothing to be shy about, but if you talk again, I won't guarantee what will happen next." Will something uncontrollable happen?"

He exerted a little force with his fingers, and what he got was a person's limp body.

"I won't step on it."

She said in a low voice and aggrieved——on such an occasion, it was really, really embarrassing.

"Actually, it's not just our couple who do this, but also other people." After all, he didn't push her too far in public, but put her down. "Don't be too nervous, we are a couple now."

She glared at him, and he couldn't help but hold his breath with that kind of innocent, wronged, and shy stare.

Weiwei really can't stand this guy anymore.He usually looks cold and abstinent, but after the first time, his whole body seems to have turned on some terrible switch...

What the hell are you saying this morning that love is against pure cool reason and reason above all else?What morbid morally corrupt world is a wedding a celebration of all that is phony, pompous, ridiculous, sentimental?

Fuck you fucking Sherlock.

At that time, Weiwei was about to turn his face and leave.

/roll eyes

Sherlock knew what she was thinking... of course he knew he always knew.

All her thoughts are invisible in his eyes.

He didn't speak.Take her around the dance floor in circles and circles.

A dance song ends.

"Is it over?" Weiwei asked him, "After solving a small case, the wedding belongs to them."

Sherlock looked down at her.

"I know what you're thinking Vicky."

He spoke quickly, but suddenly changed the subject after he finished speaking-after all, the time is not yet, not yet.He didn't want everyone to think that John had spurred him to do this, even though his relationship with Vicky went back a long time, before he met John.

Weiwei looked at those familiar eyes in a little confusion.

His hand rested on her waist, rubbing her a little itchy, then he lowered his head and leaned closer to her ear.

"you."

He knew that she hadn't reacted yet, and he just kept speaking at a natural speed, speaking slowly and intimately in her ear, just like all lovers who are close to each other.

"Maybe you'd like other words, like do, or sleepwith, or the straightforward makelove..."

This man's voice is simply the best... What kind of medicine, after Weiwei realized it, her hands would wrinkle his suit, especially his hands were still around her waist - she almost wanted to tremble.

"It's still fxxkyou..."

He just watched his girl's neck turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"k!"

She pushed him away almost as soon as she realized it, but was forcefully pulled back into his arms.

"It's time for us to go back." He held her wrist with his broad hand, which made her wrist warm.

"Where? Baker Street or Queen Street?"

Her voice muffled in his arms.

"go home."

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After that day, Weiwei didn't mention marriage with Sherlock again, and it was hard for her to express her feelings.Yes, John had changed some of his ideas, and she didn't think Sherlock had changed when he was with her.

After all Mycroft had admitted it, she had made him change.No matter what, Moriarty wanted to kill her, because she dragged that great detective Sherlock Holmes off the altar.

Seriously, she couldn't figure it out, she was around Sherlock Holmes all the time, why did Magnussen just exclude her and think she was just a front?Magnussen also said that Moriarty did not see the essence? exm? ? ?

It's all about Sherlock's attitude.

Weiwei: Hi, I'm so angry.

Although she was angry, Weiwei still didn't say anything.After all, Young Master Sherlock's birthday is coming up, so forbearance was calm for a while, and she was so angry that she ran away, okay?

What's more, she was taught by Mr. Sherlock Holmes himself. Besides, she has a good face and a good figure. She is not afraid of going anywhere, okay. The biggest regret is that she is too smart. men daunting (fuck you)

Weiwei didn't realize that her emotional ups and downs seemed to be a bit big, she was so broad-minded that she was already reading travel guides, and was going to find a reason for Sherlock to run away after his birthday.

Maybe there is no need to find a reason, anyway, if you want to run away, you can run away╭(╯^╰)╮

Sherlock Holmes, the middle-aged senior official, looked at the Times and pretended not to know.

In fact, he had a little regret in his heart. In previous years, on his birthday, a certain girl was always obedient to him—really, obedient to him.Even if she coaxed her to call him professor, she had to bite the bullet and call her, but in fact he was really excited about it.

Well, it's not k at all.

Sherlock turned the page of the newspaper blankly.

Yet this year he can't do anything.

With his nosy, five-pound older brother secretly replacing the thing on their nightstand, he had to end his easy life early and start worrying about someone who was getting emotionally unstable.

And that ruthless little bastard didn't realize it, and was still thinking about how to run away after his birthday.

The world is so hypocritical and sentimental.

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night of january [-]th

Weiwei: Ah... I want to celebrate Sherlock's birthday, I have to stay until twelve o'clock...

Sherlock: Why haven't you...

Why haven't you fallen asleep...

Then he looked down and saw someone's eyes completely closed.

Vivi: zzzzzzzzz

Sherlock: ... Well, the pregnant woman sleeps as long as she says she is pregnant and she is the biggest.

After being with Weiwei, he has indeed changed a lot. For example, his ridicule before was just the tip of the iceberg - don't look at the few words he said, his heart has already gathered the ridicule into a storm.But now that there is a tormenting bastard by his side every day, he actually spent a lot of those emotions in his heart.

Even though she was extremely stupid sometimes, he was extremely calm, but he still wanted to say a few words.

Oh, by the way, after someone is pregnant, he can't even say these few words, or she will stare at him every minute and tears will come down.

I really have to wait until she is born to show her this...stupid look.

He didn't realize that there was a smile on his lips.

The next morning, Sherlock got up very early, and when he got up, Weiwei was still nestled in his arms, forming a ball.Sherlock's eyes paused on her messy hair, and he reached out to insert/insert into her hair, and slowly smoothed it out.

She rubbed it comfortably.

He gasps for breath.

Forget it, don't wake her up, anyway, if she wakes up, she can't do anything.

Sherlock's expression remained calm.

Perhaps no one except Vivi and his elder brother noticed that Mr. Sherlock Holmes's heart has long been out of shape.

But Weiwei woke up by herself.

"K?" Her voice was hoarse after waking up in the morning.

"Are you awake? Do you want to get up?" His voice was calm.

"Happy birthday," she said.

He hummed in a low voice.

Then she finally decided to recite the completely unk-words he had prepared when she was unconscious.

Hope she'll forget what he said next, it's so unreal.

Of course if she forgot she was dead.

"At John's wedding, I said that love is contrary to reason. I still have this view, but I think maybe the latter sentence should be changed a little..."

"I mean that reason is indeed above all else, but I won't give up... If it's love, well then it is."

"I hate marriage and weddings, but if it's you, I don't mind having my brother, who has gone for root canal surgery again, to help us with this simple procedure. By the way, if you like it... I will give you a wedding ,as long as you like it."

His eyes looked deeply, deep into her green pupils, and in her eyes he was not as perfect as he used to be.

Sherlock knew that he was actually a little nervous inside.

Maybe it's feelings... He knew she would agree, he was sure, but he was just nervous.

The person in his arms was taught by him, and he also thought that the person he taught could not take advantage of others, but he did not expect that it would end up in this form...

Yes, human beings are not rabbits, human beings love to eat... grass beside their nests.

"If you want a wedding, I thought maybe these words should be reserved for the wedding announcement, but I think it's better for me to say it to you now," he took a deep breath, "it's you."

"It was you who pulled me out of the quagmire of pain, and it was you who made me realize that I was just...an ordinary person, which sounds bad but it is, and it was you who made me directly Go face it, I might encounter feelings... well encounter is not a good word, anyway let me face my emotions, if it's not you, maybe take a friend later- oh you know I mean John ——It makes me feel that it is very difficult to accept a friend or an assistant.”

"You enrich me, Vicky, you know that."

She stared at him blankly, his curls looking a little silly from a night of sleep, but she knew she wasn't much better, she saw it in his eyes.

Such a long series of words, she listened to them word for word and kept them in her heart.

His voice was like magic.

It made her heart sore, swollen, and full again.She was close to tears.

"iloveyou." When she spoke again, her voice was hoarse, "you know that too."

A smile finally filled his gray eyes, and he laughed, his chest shaking.

"."

He took out the ring box from under the pillow, took off the one that belonged to her in her tearful eyes, and put it on her hand.