[Comprehensive] Sherlock Holmes

075.

Jian Ruo made herself a glass of honey water. The honey was bought in Chinatown not long ago. Now that I think about it, that experience is like looking at flowers through the fog, it is not clear.

Drink honey water to stop hunger.It was something she used to do a long time ago.

A long time ago, the memories that were so long separated by thousands of mountains and rivers seem to be like a world away.

Sherlock put down the violin, his eyes darkened, he watched the score quietly, thinking about something.

"Would you like a glass of honey water, Sherlock?" she asked politely.

"Do not."

—An expected answer.

She looked at spoonfuls of dense golden brown honey, which slowly melted like resin in the water, but she thought about "the future" in her heart.

——Yes, the future, which should have a basic direction, is like a leaf floating along the water to a distant place. At this time, it becomes erratic because of the wind of fate.

Are you still leaving the UK?Or, to leave Europe?

Originally, she only had one motherland, but now she is far from familiar with Europe - after all, it is nearly two centuries of experience, every detail, every behavior, in the rings of memory, the imprint will only become deeper and deeper.

And even more importantly—

Jane Ruo spread out her palms, clasped them slightly, clasped her five fingers inwardly, they were strong and clean, these were a pair of woman's hands, this was a woman's body, but she, did her heart lean toward men or women?

"Jane." Sherlock called her at this time, and Jane shivered subconsciously, as if she was half a beat behind, remembering that she was calling her, and when she looked back at him, she looked a little uncomfortable nature.

"What are you doing?" Jian Ruo hastily brushed back the hair beside her ears along her temples to cover up.

"Well..." Sherlock remained calm, shaking the newspaper and coughing, "Make sure."

"Confirm what?" Jian Ruo smiled.

"Obviously—confirm who you are." Sherlock replied subconsciously.

"..."

At this moment, even breathing becomes very light.

Jian Ruo trembled a little, she was still holding the spoon stirring the honey water in one hand, even - the honey water was still rotating according to the original stirring track, but the spoon had stopped - trembling.

The passers-by who passed by the mirror of falsehood casually shattered the mirror of falsehood suddenly, revealing the bloody truth.

——Although she had a hunch that Sherlock could easily discover the truth of the matter, Jian Ruo kept trying to deceive herself, "How could Sherlock find out so quickly?" "Sherlock wouldn't have thought so far." "Even if Even novels should have a process of finding out the truth, how could it be possible that such a golden finger can guess everything right!"

The truth is always unchangeable by human will.

Jian Ruo slightly raised her lips, and sighed softly. At this moment, there was a wonderful change, just like a flash of lightning, which suddenly spread throughout her body. Her fingers regained composure, and then the first movement, slowly Stirring slowly, unhurriedly, the rotating water pattern that was about to stop, now started to rotate again, and she heard the spoon slightly hitting the bottom of the white porcelain cup, making a crisp and pleasant sound.Jian Ruo then casually picked up the glass of water and took a sip.

—with equanimity.

"So, have you confirmed it?" She said casually, like a question thrown out in a normal chat, without any probing meaning.

But Sherlock turned around in a big reaction, frowning and staring at Jian Ruo's back, she stood in front of the table, calm and composed - that was her usual posture, but this moment was exceptionally different.

"Oh, I have to ask you, Jane." Sherlock stared at Jane Ruo carefully, and said slowly, "If you have more than two memories, how can you ensure that you are still yourself. ——I think this It should be a question for all people in your lineage to consider, and after two centuries, it seems wise to learn from the experience of the former."

"... wise?" Jian Ruo sneered, "What is wise and unwise?" Her eyes were cold, and her lowered eyelids showed a slight impatience, "There is no real perfection in the world. People always have endless puzzles to solve—sometimes the wisdom of the former is just a hindrance—not to mention, no one has ever been able to draw a conclusion on this issue—” She turned around, with A kind of irony, "No one has ever been able to solve this fatal flaw. A person's brain is limited—carrying memories that do not belong to him is like carrying a burden beyond his ability, walking with a heavy load, and ending Unavoidable."

Sherlock's hand has been inertially supporting his jaw: "——so, who are you now? No, no, no, in other words, whose thinking mode are you thinking about—? Gottlieb? No—— Of course not, Gottlieb would not deny the results of his own research. Obviously - Álvaro Machiavelli."

"Is this important?" Jian Ruo, or "Alvaro Machiavelli" showed a calm smile, "This is not dissociative identity disorder, I am Jian Ruo, and the thinking mode is just used It’s just a tool, in a sense, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, it’s a good deal.”

"A good deal? Do you really think so?" Sherlock twitched his lips, "When you said 'the advantages outweigh the disadvantages', you have already admitted that this matter is not perfect-the disadvantages, of course Doubtful, it is also obvious that when a person has a complete thinking mode, she is herself, and there are two or more sets of thinking modes at any time - a computer with multiple systems is inherently a load. What's more, if There's a conflict between the two—"

"Well," Jian Ruo leaned against the edge of the table, waiting for the rest of the day, propped her hands on the table behind her back, leaning back slightly, with a vague smile on her face, "—then this computer might be It's just a program crash." Her voice lowered a little, and she stared at Sherlock gently, with a kind of nonchalant mischief, "Hey. Isn't this the world? The more you get , the more you give, look at me - what I have now is what the world desires so much, wisdom, experience, a high position - if I need wealth, then I can get it when I reach out , if I need fame, oh, I don't need this - because I already have the best one."

She closed her eyes as if intoxicated, raised her face and raised the corners of her lips: "Sherlock, have you ever tried this kind of feeling? That——as long as you want, the whole world is in your palm?" She reached out to Sherlock, spread her fingers, and then slowly tightened them in front of his face.

"What I lost was exchanged for what I gained, and I'm perfectly satisfied—"

"Even if it will cause you to have gender recognition barriers?" Sherlock interrupted Jian Ruo's passionate speech suddenly.

Jane choked up.

"Oh, dear Jane, would you choose the men's room or the women's room?"

Jian Ruo's expression was a little stiff.

"Can you tell the difference between your experience of your gender and your definition of everything?" Sherlock said relentlessly, "A lot of things didn't exist more than two centuries ago, and the definitions of a lot of things still stayed in a fixed way." Well, how are you going to deal with the collision of the two modes of thinking when the two words are in very different contexts in the past and the present - oh, obviously, you have not considered these issues at all, you always Inertia to accept the facts, powerless but self-comforting to think about the positive side of things, but never consider the root cause—and those negative effects, a typical Asian thinking pattern.”

Jane lowered her eyes.

Her fingers touched the table lightly, silently.

"Yes." The corners of her mouth fluttered, her face was expressionless, and the corners of her mouth didn't even rise and fall when she spoke, "—but so what? For me—at least, I am still me. Even if there are multiple thoughts mode, and sometimes fights automatically in the brain - that's me too, I'm Jian Ruo."

"No, that's not—" Sherlock's expression was a little cold, "Those things are imposed, Jane is Jane, but these extras are not—if you can't separate the two, then the end is that What you see is a road of collapse that has been walked countless times by predecessors."

Jane is smiling.

She lowered her head slightly, put one hand on her forehead, and laughed softly.

——This reaction was completely beyond Sherlock's expectation... Oh, but it fit the variable value he set for Jian Ruo.

Sherlock remained silent.

"You care about me—Sherlock?" She finally stopped laughing, but there was still a smile on that face, and those black eyes were shining like a night sky full of stars, " why?"

Sherlock's face was a little stiff.

"...Caring?" Sherlock asked back, turning his face away, "Why do you think so?"

According to normal development, two people should conduct long-term repeated consultations and debates on this issue, and finally come to a conclusion——

About "why".

That should be a good romantic drama.

--But.

Jian Ruo's face turned pale almost before she was about to utter the words that pierced everything.Sherlock showed an indescribable expression at the same time.

She leaned on the table weakly: "...Sorry. You have to understand me, Sherlock," she waved at Sherlock, "I have been a straight man for so many years-oh what am I talking about...I am Say, you can't ask me to switch all at once—"

She closed her eyes abruptly, and sighed in frustration——

"Oh my god--"

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