[Comprehensive] They forced me to die

Alice didn't know if she could reconcile with McCoff, she carefully covered him with the quilt and kissed his forehead.

"You make me feel like a sister." Alice tenderly looked at this man who was different from usual. He was sick, which was unexpectedly distressing.

"But when I think about it, I seem to want to be Mrs. Holmes more."

"Alice."

"You need to rest." Alice said softly. She changed into a pajamas and lay next to Mycroft, as before.

On this day, they hugged each other and had a good dream. When Alice woke up, McCoff was sitting on the bed with his computer in his arms and tapping away.

"It's really a dedicated British government." Alice sighed.

Alice leaned against Mycroft's body under a thin quilt, naughtily rubbed her head on his shoulder a few times, and hugged his waist.

"Are there any discomforts?"

"It's much better." Mycroft turned his head and kissed the corner of Alice's lips, feeling the heat of Alice's breath, tickling, gradually deepening the kiss.

"I thought you'd like to rest a little longer."

Mycroft kissed her neck, nose, forehead, which made Alice moan.

"Are you busy yet?"

"I have something more to do."

"what?"

"Kiss you." Mycroft's magnetic voice made her immediately intoxicated.

"Feel you."

Superb skills, caressing the girl, Alice rubbed his neck and asked with some trepidation: "It won't be like last time, I don't like it at all."

"What do you think?" Mycroft kissed her troubled hand lightly, from fingertips to fingertips, palm.

Alice suddenly laughed: "Mycroft, you look a bit like a dog."

"Then it will be as you wish." As he spoke, he used his own teeth to tear off her clothes in a dazed way...

After a burst of ups and downs, the two sighed in satisfaction, Alice's face flushed, and she looked at the man in front of her shyly.

Alice hugged the man's waist and leaned against his broad chest, with a happy smile on the corner of her mouth: "McCoff."

"Ok?"

"Mycroft."

"what?"

"I just want to call you." Alice tightened her hands.

"Whenever and wherever I call you, I want that politician named McCoff to answer me."

"I'm responding to you, Alice." Mycroft kissed his lover in his arms,

"Mycroft, shall we get married?"

"So you're thinking of me proposing?"

"Yes."

Mycroft looked at her with a smile, moved his hands, and turned over their pillows, where the two rings lay naked in his hands.

Alice looked at it in surprise. "You didn't throw it away? I thought two years ago you..."

"I know it will return to its other owner."

"One of the owners of this ring is not particularly perfect, even a little conceited, thinking that he can handle everything well. But he is smart, more rational, and able to take care of his lover's irrationality. He is old and experienced More than you, having a stable job can at least save your lover from suffering too much."

"It's just that he is very busy, and his sense of responsibility has to make him put Daying's interests first in his life. But it is difficult for him to find his life partner. At the same time, many people think that such a person is strong but Not a good husband."

"But should such a person grow old alone and not be happy? Doesn't he have so-called feelings?"

"Even though he thought love was a very stupid thing before. But it is undeniable that he loves a girl very much. He watched that girl grow up step by step from a short person less than one meter. He loves her, and at the same time It's hurting her."

"In this position, there are too many involuntary things, but within the scope of this man's rights, he is willing to carry everything for this girl. I don't know if they will be happy in the end. This man wants to be here. Try it once in a while."

"Miss Alice Holmes, would you like to be Mrs. Holmes?" This is probably the longest emotional analysis of this politician so far.

Mycroft asked earnestly, every word made Alice feel like her heart was beating wildly.

"I, wish, intend, no matter in the past, present, or future."

They kissed each other fiercely, wanting to feel each other, the kind of wanting to rub each other into their own flesh and blood... inch by inch.

"Sherlock, you idiot."

"Brother, I..." Alice puffed her cheeks and looked at her brother innocently with her big black eyes.

"Alice, is a clever child."

"Mycroft, it's not fair, she's not smart at all." Sherlock argued aggrievedly, and took the time to give the little girl a hard look.

"Mycroft, Mom said you can't eat cake, it will damage your teeth." Alice warned weakly.

"That's what I earned from Sherlock, not counting."

"Alice, would you like to eat?"

Alice nodded obediently, looking longingly at the mousse in McCoff's hand until he swallowed the last bite of cake.

"It's delicious." Mycroft gave a full cough.

"That..." Alice looked at McCoff with red eyes, and finally couldn't help crying.

"Mycroft, don't you want to go to school?" Alice begged and pulled her brother's clothes, with red eyes, as pitiful as she wanted.

"Alice, you can go with me." Mycroft frowned, and adjusted his collar in a bit of embarrassment. He looked very handsome in his neat little suit.

"I...I don't want it." The little girl said with a sob.

"Alice." Mycroft said in a warning voice.

The little girl lowered her head weakly, counting her toes.

Until the moment when the car took Mykoff away, the little girl's red eyes and tears slid down like a kite, and her body rushed out like a wild horse that had run loose: "Brother!"

"elder brother!"

"Alice, Mycroft will be back later."

The girl chased the car, calling the boy desperately.

The car was getting farther and farther away, and it gradually disappeared.

Empty, lingering, an echo.

The girl held a gun in her hand, and her black eyes were like an endless galaxy.

A burst of "bang" scared away countless birds.

"I killed, Mycroft."

Mycroft looked at the girl tremblingly, and hugged her tightly: "Baby, don't be afraid."

What kind of mood was he in, watching those people pointing machine guns at his relatives, she was still so young, standing stupidly on the high place of the balcony, calling his name in confusion.

The wind ruffled his hair.

stop!

Don't hurt her!

"Brother, where are we going to play?"

The little girl took Mycroft's hand, bouncing across the long path, and came to a huge house.

"Alice."

"Promise me, okay, okay

The little girl looked at him in bewilderment, and finally nodded heavily.

"Can I add an extra strawberry cake every day?"

After leaving the psychiatric hospital, she lived with Mycroft for more than a year, and finally left London for China because of a failed confession, and stayed in China for six years.He had grown fat, and that was the first time she had seen him since leaving London.It's still so calm, as if nothing can make his emotions fluctuate, it's really annoying.

What happened afterwards?

oh!Later, she was arrested by Mycroft and returned to London because of drug use. To be honest, that period was painful, and she wished she could die all the time.

But that person, the beloved, wanted her to live.I don't know because of some kind of love or death is too terrible, she survived.

It's over, is it happy ending?

no.

London is really boring, especially London without McCoff, especially lonely.

But that was not the life she wanted, she needed love, and Holmes' restraint prevented her from feeling that kind of love.

Admit it.

She admits that she is a child who lacks love, and she has been a child who lacks love from the beginning.

Various realities separated them cruelly.

Background, identity, or all.

She left London again with her bags on her back, and it took four years to leave. She is already 29 years old, and the years have tempered her innocence. It is a painful process for a girl to become a woman.

She still went back, returned to his side, kissed his face, traced the shape of his eyebrows, and carefully reflected him into her heart.

"What am I to you?"

"I'm the kind of person you can use whenever you want, right?"

Fragile love can no longer withstand being deceived and used. With anger towards Moriarty, she broke up with him. For two years, he often came back to see her, but the girl's reserve always made her keep ignoring him. , pretending to be fearless, pretending to be omnipotent, including forgetting him.

But she missed him, she missed him when she saw him, and missed him even more when she couldn't see him.

Six years, four years, two years, they seem to have missed too much...

"Mycroft, if it's possible, let's not miss it again, okay?"

This year Alice is 32 years old and Mycroft Holmes is 42 years old.

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