Sherlock fan - Wrong

What is it like to work overtime on Christmas?Jasmine will tell you from personal experience, what means that there is no worst but worse.It's okay to work overtime on Christmas, she still goes to the morgue to work overtime, it's okay to work overtime with the two scariest men, she still follows the person she likes to identify the corpse of the woman who made him lose his mind.Oh, God!

Of course, that's not to say there's anything too obvious about Sherlock's behavior bordering on heartbreak.Sherlock's expression is solemn and cold, but in fact, most of the time, he also has such a cold face.

However, he was indeed abnormal, after all, he showed a thoughtfulness that he had never seen before: "You didn't have to come, Jasmine."

Yeah, it's not necessary, but she couldn't help herself: "It's okay, everyone else is busy... for Christmas."

Sherlock motioned for her to show him the full body of the corpse.Irene's face was bloody and bloody, and her appearance was terrifying.Jasmine couldn't help shivering. She didn't expect that such a charming person not long ago was still standing in front of her and showing off his might. Such a radiant person has turned into a cold corpse at this moment, and even turned into such a cold corpse. appearance.

Jasmine couldn't help but feel extremely sorry and sympathetic for her. Irene is such a strong person, she has always boasted of her beauty, and she probably doesn't want others to see her like this, let alone Sherlock, at least in Jasmine's opinion, She would never want Sherlock to see her in such a mess.

Sherlock glanced at the corpse, and immediately confirmed that she was indeed Irene. He didn't know whether it was out of pity, respect, or something else. In short, he walked out of the laboratory without taking a second look.

Mycroft followed Sherlock out, and the two of them were chatting one after another. Jasmine couldn't hear it clearly, and only saw that McCoff handed Sherlock a cigarette on his own initiative.Does this mean that with his deeper understanding of Sherlock and his superior observation skills, Mycroft saw the details that Jasmine hadn't noticed, and felt his brother's heartache?You must know that it is extremely rare for Mycroft to smoke Sherlock.

When Molly packed up the laboratory and was ready to go home, when she just stepped out of the laboratory door, she heard a wise saying from the famous philosopher Mycroft Holmes: "Life will eventually end, and it will bring infinite sadness. Sometimes , it’s not a good thing to care about.”

Jasmine paused, these words were addressed to Sherlock, so why not her?He and she, one is a detective and the other is a forensic doctor, they are both calm and rational to the point of being ruthless, but on tonight, Christmas Eve, each is sad.Yes, tonight, they are just two sad people.It's a pity that Basho couldn't untie the knot of cloves, and Xiang Dongfeng was worried about each other.

Jasmine was devastated, she fled hastily in an extremely embarrassing situation, but she didn't know whether she dared not face McCoff's words or her own heart.

Jasmine decided to go back to Baker Street to pack some clothes, and she planned to go back to Amber's house for ten days or so.Although Jasmine was extremely contemptuous of her cowardly behavior, it didn't slow down her speed of packing things.

John was sorry Molly couldn't stay.Just now he received a call from Mycroft, saying that Sherlock's situation might not be very good, and asked John to resign from the appointment and accompany him throughout the appointment.Jasmine was very grateful to Mycroft for his thoughtfulness. He understood her helplessness, noticed her small thoughts but still maintained her last bit of dignity, and would rather sacrifice John.She made a mistake and almost cut his bottom line, but he, who is always the younger brother, didn't try, didn't warn, and even condoned her evasion this time.

Jasmine took out her mobile phone and said Merry Christmas to Mycroft, although she knew that the two brothers hated Christmas the most, not to mention that today's Christmas is still so absurd.

Unexpectedly, McCoff replied in seconds: "Merry Christmas, Jasmine. Also thank you for the gift, I hope to see you on Baker Street soon."

"Of course. I'm sorry, Mycroft."

Jasmine silently put the clothes back into the box one by one slowly, with a dignified expression, as if completing a solemn ceremony.

When I got back to Amber's house, Jasmine was in time for dessert.She tried her best to keep her expression as usual, maintaining the frequency of saying a word every 30 seconds.Even so, Mrs. Hudson looked worried.Jasmine was sure that if it wasn't Christmas tonight, her mother would definitely call her to the study to give her a profound ideological education.

"Christmas is my favorite!" These were Molly's most sincere words tonight.

The next morning, Jasmine received a text message from Sherlock asking her to deliver food to them. Of course, if she was willing to cook, he would have no objection.Jasmine knew that he was making trouble out of no reason, but she obviously didn't have the habit of saying "no" to Holmes (she selectively forgot her rude confrontation with McCoff on Baker Street not long ago).

When Miss Amber, Jasmine's butler, arrived at 221B, she was greeted by John's dejected face: "I couldn't eat and hardly spoke, except for the logical error of picking on the TV. I want to say that he is heartbroken, but after all, he is Sherlock, when he is fine." He's always been that way."

Jasmine spread her hands to express her helplessness, and called John to the kitchen to help her.During the period, they heard Sherlock's melodious piano playing a long and mournful movement intermittently.

Although Jasmine is a layman, it is not difficult to hear that he has replaced his bow with new bow hair.He is so cruel, using the bow she gave him to play for another person, even so cruel that he personally invites her to listen to his endless grief and love for another person.The sound of the piano resounded in the air, just like melancholy, and it lasted forever.