Sherlock fan - Wrong

London's never-ending goddamn rainy days are annoying enough!Jasmine, who was tidying up the house, cursed secretly in her heart.This kind of wet weather is gray, lifeless, and even a little breathless.Jasmine couldn't figure it out, in this annoying weather, she would definitely not want to go out, but it was really rare that someone was willing to come and see the house in the rain today.Jasmine looked around at 221B Baker Street, which was neatly tidied up, but she didn't see the magic power of this old house that attracted this Mr. Holmes to come to see it so eagerly.

Jasmine picked out a royal blue dress and put it on, her blond hair was simply combed into a ponytail. She looked in the mirror, and after confirming that her attire was in line with the etiquette for hospitality, she hurriedly prepared coffee and desserts.When she was ready, the doorbell rang outside the door.

Jasmine took a deep breath, and opened the door to welcome guests.There were two young men standing outside the door, one with black curly hair, tall and fair, wearing a black woolen coat and a blue scarf, with a stern expression and not easy to get close to.The other was the exact opposite, a short man with short blond hair, a casual outfit, a bright smile, and an honest, military look.Jasmine sized up the two of them carefully, and had a basic understanding of the two in front of her.

Jasmine decided to say hello to the black-haired boy: "Mr. Holmes, hello! Mom has something to do today, and she specially asked me to show you the house. You can call me Jasmine. What is your friend called?" .”

Sherlock Holmes gave a cold "Oh", and the blond boy next to him stretched out his hand and introduced himself, "John Watson, nice to meet you, Jasmine."

Molly smiled sweetly at John: "Oh, Dr. Watson, nice to meet you. Shall we go inside and talk?"

John looked at Sherlock in amazement when he heard that, Sherlock twitched the corners of his mouth, and looked at her new landlord again with great interest.Yes, it is the new landlord!Holmes had already made up his mind to live here before he came. In fact, the money his brother gave him was enough for him to buy the house, and he didn’t need to find someone to share it with. Looking for someone to rent together, seeing that Watson seems to be quite satisfied with the house now, naturally there is no reason to regret it, and the matter of sharing 221B will naturally be settled immediately.

It happened to be time for afternoon tea, and Jasmine brought out the prepared coffee and some desserts, and then sat among them.Black coffee with two pieces of sugar, walnut-flavored scones; black coffee with two spoons of milk, no sugar, honey-flavored cupcakes—Jasmine silently recorded the preferences of the two new tenants in her heart.

The ringtone of Sherlock's mobile phone broke the embarrassment in front of him, and after receiving the call, the excited Sherlock really startled Jasmine. If Jasmine hadn't witnessed this scene with her own eyes, it would be difficult for Jasmine to distinguish the childish Sherlock in front of her from the one just now. The stern dark-haired boy linked together.

Sherlock left a sentence: "John, have a cup of coffee, have a chat with Miss Hudson, or maybe you want to go back and pack your luggage. In short, treat this as your own home and don't wait for me..." Then Hastily left.

He left a room full of embarrassment, but John was a talkative guy.Jasmine saw John helplessly smile, and quickly changed the topic: "Doctor Watson..."

John interrupted her with a smile: "John, please!"

Jasmine smiled and continued: "Okay, John. It's not easy in London on military pensions, right? Didn't your sister help you?"

John was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear: "Oh, my God! How do you know? You can't learn from Sherlock to pretend to be mysterious, so be honest!"

Jasmine was about to open her mouth, but Sherlock went back and forth, interrupting their conversation: "You are a doctor, and a military doctor?"

"Yes!"

"Good job"

"Excellent!"

"Then you must have seen a lot of wounded corpses?"

"Yes!"

"It's hard too, I think"

"Of course I've seen too many in my life."

"Want to see more?"

"God yes."

Jasmine didn't interject, watched the two weirdos go out, smiled and shook her head, full of anticipation and curiosity about the new life.