[Zhongyingmei] There are always people who want to harm me

Christmas is approaching, and it is snowing heavily in London.The confrontation with Moriarty was over and Sherlock was sitting in the living room of 221B Baker Street.The warm temperature in the fireplace came, and Sherlock was absent-mindedly listening to the guest introduced by Mycroft talking incoherently about his experience.Thoughts drifted far away, Sherlock remembered that it was during a season like this that he had first met the man.

"Mr. Holmes, are you listening?" Someone spoke from the side.

"Hmm..." Sherlock snorted perfunctorily and continued to look out the window.Goose feathers and heavy snow fell one after another, just like when he first met that person.In Scotland Yard, the other party wore a red dress, aggressive and aggressive, with eyes as bright as a little leopard.

"Mr. Mycroft suggested that I come to Mr. Holmes and say that you are the best detective..." The noisemaker in the room was still talking, but Sherlock paid no attention.Watson would record it anyway.

"Ding, jingle, jingle," the small alarm clock on the fireplace chimed the hour, and a strange-looking owl peeped out from the small open door in the middle.This clock was bought when that person lived here.She left in a hurry and didn't take it with her.Later, Watson liked it very much, so this clock settled in the living room.

"Mr. Holmes? Mr. Holmes?" The man on the opposite side was persistent, insisting on getting a response from the great detective.

"b", Sherlock interrupted the opposite guest mercilessly, "leave".With such a boring case coming to him, did Mycroft think he was those idiots from Scotland Yard, who specialize in petty matters?

"Uh...I'll take you out." Dr. Watson could tell from the very beginning that Sherlock was not in high spirits.Unsurprisingly, he stood up, and as usual, he helped his good friend and cohabitant clean up the mess.Leading out the guest introduced by Mycroft, Watson turned and went upstairs. "Sherlock, you made a good promise yesterday that you would help Mycroft's friend with the case." The gentleman who was kicked out was a government official whose wife disappeared several months ago.The desperate husband found Sherlock for help through the introduction of Mycroft.

"Really? I agreed? When?" Shaking the newspaper away with a "crash", the big detective assumed a gesture of non-violent non-cooperation. "I don't remember." In the newspaper, the retired Tony Stark still occupies the front page headlines.Huh, boring Iron Man.

"Wow, Mr. Stark is going to be a visiting professor at New York University?" Watson leaned over, "Iron Man is going to be a professor, and the class at New York University will definitely be overwhelmed." That's Tony Stark .

"He's not Iron Man anymore." For some reason, Sherlock has always disliked the superhero. "And the professor? Huh." The detective snorted arrogantly, "Just him?" Moriarty was better than that Stark as a professor.

"Oh, Sherlock, you are prejudice." Watson, who had known each other for more than ten years, sat back in his usual seat. "Mr. Stark is one of the greatest scientists of this century. He is benefiting mankind by being a professor, teaching and educating people." The kind doctor is very objective and fair. Mr. Tucker, you are prejudiced against others." It was rare to have a topic that could teach Sherlock a lesson, and Watson felt secretly refreshed.

"Clatter clatter", the big detective shook the newspaper even louder.He didn't bother to pay attention to simple Watson.Would Tony Stark teach at NYU for no reason?And not because that person is currently teaching at NYU.

"Ding Dong".The doorbell rang again downstairs, and Watson went down to open the door.Mrs. Hudson is very old, and she twisted her foot when she went out two days ago.

The client who came this time is an American.

"Have some coffee." Watson took the initiative to appease the visitor.After the trembling potential client finally cleared his mind and explained the cause and effect, Watson got up and was ready to see off the guests-the reason is very simple, this case is too simple even by Watson's own standards , Sherlock will definitely not pick it up.

But he didn't expect...

"You want us to go to Manhattan to investigate whether your husband is cheating?" The big detective threw the newspaper aside with a very serious expression.

"Yes, yes." The visitor, who was prepared to be rejected before coming, widened his eyes. He did not expect that the legendary "consulting detective" who was very picky about the case would be so easy to talk to. "I can be responsible for the round-trip travel expenses, as well as all expenses... If you have any other requirements, I can..." Satisfied.

"Okay." Sherlock didn't wait for the client to finish speaking, and immediately got up, "Ah...Miss Jane, I'll take your case." Turning around, the big detective explained to the inexplicable cohabitant, "Oh , Watson, that's Manhattan, one of the world's financial centers. And Miss Jane needs our help."

"That...Mr. Holmes, my name is Mary..." came the client's small voice.

So, Sherlock, who took over the job, finally boarded the plane to Manhattan with his biographer and friends.

"Sherlock." Watson held the suitcase in one hand and stopped Sherlock with the other. "You tell me the truth." A husband's cheating case can send a big detective from London to New York?Go to hell. "Why the hell are we in Manhattan?" Neither of them had any acquaintances in America.The only one who can be called familiar is the current Mrs. Stark, Emily. "Are you going to meet Emily?" I didn't think that my friends would do things that would destroy other people's families, nor did I think that Sherlock would not be able to lose and still miss her ten years later.Watson simply felt that Sherlock's behavior in taking this case was unusual.

"Oh, Watson, what gave you this illusion?" The great detective seemed to despise his friend's speculation. "I just feel that this Miss Jane is pitiful and generous when she encounters such a great tribulation in her life, so I decided to help her." No matter whether others believe it or not, Sherlock himself believes in this reason.

Watson didn't believe it anyway. "Don't be a moth, they have been married for ten years." After being with his friends for a long time, Watson always felt that he was about to age prematurely.Know what it's like to raise a son your age?Come and try living with Sherlock for a few days.

"Hmm." Sherlock vented through his nose, despising Dr. Watson again.

Miss Mary's case was surprisingly simple, her husband had indeed cheated.Sherlock found evidence of Mary's husband's derailment 10 minutes after the plane landed.Miss Mary, who suffered a huge family change, cried bitterly, but according to the prenuptial agreement, as a victim, she can share 80.00% of the family's total property, and after the divorce, her ex-husband must pay her a large amount of maintenance every year.It can be regarded as a little compensation.

After crying, Miss Mary expressed the hope that the divorce could be settled as soon as possible, and entrusted Sherlock to help negotiate with the other party.

Watson watched helplessly as his friend, who seemed to have changed into a different person, happily accepted this job that he would never have accepted before. "Sherlock?" Was the big detective kidnapped by aliens?

"Oh, Watson, look at your appearance." Sherlock shook the check in his hand. "Miss Mary is generous. She will be responsible for all the expenses of the two of us in Manhattan. This should be regarded as a thank you." The big detective who is not short of money is talking nonsense.Miss Mary's husband is a scientist and is currently a visiting professor at New York University. Sherlock, who took on the job of negotiating, immediately transferred to New York University in order to finish the matter as soon as possible.

"I kind of miss my school days." Watson couldn't help sighing as he watched the people coming and going on the campus, "Sherlock, do you think I should also find a part-time job in school?" He is also a medical student. Doctor, it is not difficult to find a part-time job when you go back to your alma mater.

"Don't you want to waste your time with a group of chattering young people every day?" The detective was very disdainful of his friend's sudden nostalgia mode, "Watson, you are not old enough to miss the old age." Probably in Sherlock In my dictionary, I have never missed this word.

"I don't miss the past, I just..." Watson paused, "Well, I kind of miss my youth." The days of studying medicine at Barts College seemed to happen yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, he had already 40 years old.In middle age, even though he is accompanied by friends and has common hobbies, Watson still feels a little bit sighed among so many young people. "Sherlock, what was it like when you were in college?" In my impression, my friend never mentioned student time.

"Boring." Unimportant memories have been automatically deleted by Sherlock. "I was only 15 years old when I went to college." The detective with a doctorate in chemistry who skipped a grade is absolutely confident that he can kill his friends instantly.

"Oh, Sherlock, I understand." Watson shrugged.

"There it is." It was the lunch break, and the students walked across the campus in twos and threes.The presence of Internet celebrity sleuth Sherlock Holmes and biographer John Watson set off a storm among the students.Casually dismissing a young man with an excited face who came forward to ask for his autograph, Sherlock pointed not far away, "Watson, look there." Miss Mary's husband, Professor Scott, was talking to a certain female student.According to the detective's previous reasoning, that female student was the object of Professor Scott's derailment.

Sherlock went out, one for two.In a few words, the unreasonable Scott immediately signed the agreement that Watson handed over.Miss Mary's unhappy marriage finally came to an end.

"Sherlock?" There seemed to be some uncertain voices from behind, and Watson turned his head. "Miss Emily?"

"Really you?"

"Watson, please send the agreement back to Miss Mary." Sherlock turned around and ordered his friend to leave, "Then you go back to the hotel and wait for me."

Watson stared blankly at his friend for a few seconds, and finally compromised.

Dr. Watson leaves, and finally Sherlock and Emily go to a dessert shop in the school.

They haven't seen each other for ten years.It was the first time they had seen each other since the NYPD farewell in ten years.

Sherlock stirred the small spoon in the coffee cup and looked at the person sitting opposite.Time seemed to favor each other, and after years of not seeing each other, the girl didn't seem to have changed except for being more beautiful and charming.In other words, it is no longer possible to refer to each other as a girl. "I haven't congratulated you on becoming a mother yet. Have you received the wedding gift from me?" The child born two years ago should be gone now, right?

"I received it, thank you." Emily also quietly looked at the big detective opposite.Sherlock's fame is getting bigger and bigger, and now he is a well-known detective all over the world.But in ten years, this was the first time she saw each other face to face. "When I got married..." Sherlock didn't come when she held the wedding. Emily only found out afterwards that Mr. Detective was playing with Moriarty. "You..." She wanted to ask the other party if she was doing well now, but she didn't know how to speak.

"Is your child okay?" Sherlock asked, seeing the embarrassment of the woman in front of him.

"It's okay." Emily smiled, "It's pretty good."

"It's not like a mother's reaction when talking about her children." Even after ten years of not seeing each other, some habits can't be changed-such as Sherlock's poisonous tongue.

"Hahaha..." The other party's complaint seemed to eliminate the invisible barrier between them. "Little Anthony is very good, but I just can't understand what he said." Probably because she was spoiled too much by her husband, Emily's temperament became more and more like a child. "Tony is more patient. When the three of us are together, he usually takes care of the children."

Sherlock smiled, but said nothing.

"You're coming to Manhattan this time..." Emily thought for a while, "Is there a job? Professor Scott looked very bad just now." She probably knew something about the affair of that colleague, and Emily also looked down upon her On the other side, "Did Professor Scott's wife find out?" That kind of scumbag deserves retribution!

"Well." Sherlock nodded, "I'm negotiating on behalf of Miss Mary this time." Lightly tapping the table, the detective continued, "Where's your husband? I read in the newspaper that he is also at New York University Teaching?" How could that jealous Iron Man let his wife chat with him for so long?

"He is in class." Emily was quite helpless, "The school must require him to teach twice a month, otherwise he will not be allowed to come to the school as a professor." In fact, the fundamental reason why Stark came to teach at New York University is that Because my wife is studying for a Ph.D. here.Tie Xia, who wanted to be his wife's teacher again, took the initiative to apply for a job. The treacherous and cunning principal accurately saw that the other party's mind was impure, and took the opportunity to make a request.Stark chooses the class or the fuck out.

"It's a good thing." No one can deny Stark's scientific achievements. "By the way, this is for you." Sherlock pushed a business card in front of Emily.

"Uh... this is?" There was a phone number and an address on the business card - 221B, Baker Street. "Your business card?" What did the big detective do for her business card?

"Call me if you need it." Taking a sip of coffee, Sherlock was very disgusted, "For the sake of our acquaintance, even if the case is boring, I will take it once."

"Why do you have such a disgusted expression?" Emily looked at the big detective on the opposite side with disdain on her face, "Would you help find my Bella even if she is lost?" Bella is almost 11 years old this year, but her body is still the same. healthy.

"Ha, looking for a dog? How dare you." Sherlock sat with Emily for the whole afternoon like chatting with old friends.The two talked about their respective experiences over the past ten years.Emily talked about her life, and Sherlock also shared the interesting case he and Watson met.The two had a tacit understanding with each other, and neither of them mentioned the last meeting in the police station that year.The gap of ten years never seemed to come. Sitting in the coffee shop were still Emily and 29-year-old Sherlock. Emily would complain about each other's poisonous tongue, and the man would refute that the person opposite was too stupid.

Time passed quietly, never giving a reminder.

"Tony should have dismissed get out of class a long time ago." Emily exclaimed when she saw the time.Sherlock shook his head, "Oh, poor Stark." Turning his head, he had already seen the man standing outside the coffee shop. "There he is." Tony Stark had been standing there for two hours.

Emily got up in a hurry, said goodbye to Sherlock, and made an appointment to be the host tomorrow, to accompany the detective and the doctor.Sherlock didn't refuse, but didn't respond either.He saw the woman run to her husband, and Stark made eye contact with him in a corner where he didn't notice.The two men nodded knowingly.

Calling the waiter to refill a cup of coffee, Sherlock watched as Emily and Stark left together downstairs.Ten years of marriage doesn't seem to change much except for bringing two people closer together.After taking a sip of coffee, the big detective smiled.

He was relieved that his old friend was doing well.

It has nothing to do with love, nothing to do with ambiguity, and he can't tell what kind of relationship he should have with Emily.Is it sympathy for the same kind or true love for the opposite sex?Even without Stark, maybe they wouldn't have come to the end.Excitement and adventure will always be his favorite in life, and girls will never be placed in the most important position by him.The appearance of the other party may have caused a small wave in his life, but it was just an insignificant wave of his vitality like a turbulent wave. Adventure is the eternal theme of his life.

And such a proud, sensitive and fragile girl is destined not to belong to him.He who never stops will not stay for her, and she who is smart and self-aware will not wrong herself for him.Their ending was preordained from the beginning of their encounter.

Walking through each other's lives, they left behind the most colorful strokes, and then quietly exited, refusing to have a trace of concern.

Some people say that a person will always meet such two people in his life. One of them is amazing for time, and the other is gentle for years.For Sherlock, Emily is the most colorful painting in his life, embellishing his obscure and quiet life.But Watson accompanied him for the rest of his life and made his life more meaningful.It has nothing to do with love, nothing to do with ambiguity, nothing to do with love between men and women, and even nothing to do with friendship.

You amazed my time, but softened the years of others.

But luckily, so do I.

For ten years, we walked out of our own lives with each other without any regrets.

"Hello, Watson? Take your luggage, we should go back."

My dear old friend, I wish you a smooth life and no worries.

#I am the dividing line of the parallel world small theater#

Sherlock has been very troubled recently.

For no other reason than his little girlfriend, Emily, has been... not quite right lately.The girlfriend who was obviously fine two days ago has been sneaking up on him since she came back from an outing with her classmates last week, and refused to admit it when she was caught, and will continue to peek at him next time.

Sherlock pondered for a while with his brain, which can absolutely crush more than 90.00% of the world's population, and finally felt that something must have happened on that outing.But where is the problem?

The itinerary of the outing, the specific activities, and the situation of the companions are all clear to Sherlock.After thinking about it carefully in his mind, the big detective who still couldn't come to a conclusion didn't even want to deal with the interesting case that came to him.

"Sherlock?" Watson was very tired after watching the small game between the childish Sherlock and the more childish Emily.It turned out that he only needed to take care of one bad boy, Sherlock, but since Sherlock got a girlfriend, he started a miserable life of taking care of two bad boys at the same time.Who can understand the feeling of wanting to find a roommate but becoming a father? "Are you going to take this case or not?" Be careful not to make money and get rejected by your girlfriend!

"No." The headstrong brat was lying on his exclusive single sofa, his face full of displeasure. "I'm busy." What's wrong?

Resigning himself to the responsibility of seeing off the guests, Watson was helpless, "Sherlock, did you quarrel with Emily?" He also noticed the little girl's abnormality. "Girls need to be coaxed, especially such beautiful girls. Be careful that Emily is chased away by others." Watson, who is still single until now, always sees that people like Sherlock have girlfriends. I think God is unfair.

That kind of person can get out of the singles, so why is he still single!

"Watson, if you are as smart as I am, you can also find a girlfriend." The detective saw through his friend's complaints at a glance, "I can train you, but IQ is still largely determined by your innate genes." A part, according to your base, even if I give you..."

"Shut up!" Oh God, let a thunder strike this loving dog who can't speak.

"Good evening, gentlemen." Sherlock's girlfriend who came to the door appeared. "Doctor Watson, you don't look good." Because of a recent incident, Emily always felt that she couldn't look directly at Sherlock, so she simply focused on the doctor, "The temperature has dropped recently, you need to wear more clothes." Order." Look at what a cute girl. "Thank you, Emily." She took the initiative to get up and help take the things from the girl's hands and put them in the kitchen.As soon as Watson came out, he saw that the remaining two people in the living room began to stare at each other again, and the atmosphere was weird.

Really didn't want to endure Sherlock's convulsions anymore, Watson simply asked the words for his upright roommate. "Emily, why do you always look at Sherlock recently?" The key is not to look at it openly.

In fact, Emily herself was about to be suffocated to death.Hearing Watson's question, she couldn't help it. "Actually, I saw Mr. Mycroft two days ago..." The "British Government" told her something that made her hair stand on end.

"What? Mycroft?! What did he say to you?" Sherlock immediately jumped up when he heard that the matter was related to his brother, "Did he slander me in front of you?" The big detective immediately told his elder brother Brother sentenced.

In a sense, Sherlock's instincts were right.

"Sherlock..." After hesitating for a while, Emily finally mustered up the courage, "Well... Mr. Mycroft told me... told me..." Looking up at her boyfriend carefully, Emily always felt that heredity was a magical thing. "Hmm... Sherlock, I bought you black sesame paste, can you drink a bowl of it every day from now on?" Woooooo, Yan Kong can't afford to hurt himself.

"Why?" Black sesame paste?What it is?

"Well... because..." Looking at her boyfriend's currently thick hair, Emily was a little embarrassed to say, "Because... Sherlock, I really don't like bald..." A VIP member of the Appearance Association said that she really I can't accept my boyfriend's baldness! ! !

"Mycroft!?" Sherlock still doesn't understand. He laughed at the other party's precarious hairline half a month ago, but turned around and that old and cunning guy Mycroft fooled his girlfriend. , "How can you believe his words?!" That's a cunning liar!

"But baldness is really hereditary." Emily justified with a very reasonable look, "and he is going to be bald soon." With such a high hairline, it is not far from baldness.

"Gu dong dong dong dong..." The "British British Government" who came to see my brother's excitement was rolled down the stairs by the critical blow of the future siblings.

Today's 221B is still busy.