[Comprehensive] Sherlock Holmes

076.

"Actually——you can think that everything is because you think too much." Sherlock remained expressionless, "As I said, I don't care about you."

"Yeah." Jian Ruo took a sip of water and answered him casually, "I see, you don't."

"...I'm assuming you're listening to what I have to say—"

"Of course you can assume that. Assumption is your freedom." Jian Ruo didn't care and drank the water in the glass in one gulp. She seemed to have made up her mind, just like those brave warriors who drank the parting wine and went on the road, "Xia Locke. You are my best friend, you were, you are now—I hope you will be in the future.” When she said this, she was still a little embarrassed, but she insisted.

Sherlock Holmes seemed to have a lot of changes in his expression. He was very calm, but his hands tightened unnaturally: "What are you thinking—?" He almost subconsciously showed a mocking smile , "With all due respect, you always think a lot, I know you—you group of goldfish are always thinking about your hormones, and once you find any clues, you think you have discovered a new continent—do you think I am right? You..." He paused, "—oh, I will never get married, I just want to focus on work at the moment."

——Dear Sherlock, do you know that explaining Datong in this way seems a bit self-deprecating?

Jian Ruo blinked: "—well, uh—I mean, not getting married is a very wise choice..." She got stuck, "Uh, not getting married is more free, you can do whatever you want, There are no constraints such as responsibilities, let alone thinking about the future, children, and so on—" She shrugged, "You know, if you have enough financial foundation and not need two people to work together to maintain life, it is better not to get married the best choice."

Sherlock narrowed his eyes: "This is not the same as what I heard - Lestrade's goldfish fiancee has always wanted Lestrade to propose to her -"

"—Uh." Jian Ruo was speechless for a moment, "She, she might be true love."

"Really, love?" Sherlock repeated, thoughtfully.

"Actually, true love doesn't need to get married, right?" Jian Ruo relaxed slightly, "—True love belongs to true love, and private life belongs to private life. I used to have so many true loves, and I couldn't be exhausted after marrying each of them hahaha—— ' She stuck.

The two looked at each other silently for a while, and the atmosphere froze a bit.

Jian Ruo stood up straight and coughed: "Anyway, it's right not to get married, keep it up, young man."

As she said so, she got up and walked to the bedroom——

"You have to go out." Sherlock said lightly behind her.

"Obviously—" Jian Ruo said indifferently, "Let's relax."

……

Take a break?

Jian Ruo wrapped herself up, raised the collar of her windbreaker, with a stern face, wearing a pair of black gloves, and her hair was simply tied up——

"Great, maybe you're short of a pistol/gun." Sherlock added, shaking the newspaper in his hand.

"I'm not a mafia—" Jian Ruo subconsciously said to Sherlock.

"Oh——" Sherlock glanced up and down at Jian Ruo, raised his eyebrows, "Obviously, you're not—" The tone seemed to drag on a bit meaningfully.

Jian Ruo pouted the corner of her mouth and closed the door.

—of course she wasn't!It doesn't take Sherlock to verify this.

Standing on the steps, she took a deep breath.

It seems that she just set foot on the territory of the British Empire yesterday, and today she has been through many battles and her identity is unknown.It’s almost December in the blink of an eye, and the time flows unknowingly through the gaps between the fingers. The plane trees on both sides of the road have lost all their leaves. Couples wearing the same scarf are holding steaming coffee and getting together intimately. Sitting on a wrought iron bench—the girl wearing black-rimmed glasses and carrying a bag has already put on a heavy coat, and the earphones stuffed into her ears inadvertently leaked a few French words, which drifted away and landed on the yellowed grass superior.

Time—it always feels off guard.

Jian Ruo stopped at the crossroads in a daze. The red lights flashed on the narrow street, just like those scattered scrolls in the old days. The white zebra crossings were frayed and mottled. The red light jumped to the green light. She was surrounded by the crowd He rushed to the opposite side without any resistance.

There's no need to fight - you just have to obey it -

A voice in my heart told Jian Ruo so.

But it seemed to be destined, Orpheus looked back at Eurydice, and it was also destined, Jian Ruo, who was among the crowd, turned her head as if she had realized something.

Outside the zebra crossing, where she was originally standing, there was a well-dressed man standing at this moment. His hair was half covered by a hat, and only the uncovered hair was left, like pieces of gold, falling on his ears. Silently, with his hands in his pockets, those eyes silently stared at Jian Ruo, reminiscent of a deep blue ocean with invisible boundaries——

—she had seen those eyes.

Jian Ruo hesitated, and turned sideways, but the crowd was too crowded, and all around her were people going towards the opposite side, she had no choice but to stretch her neck and stare anxiously at the other party.

He slowly raised the corners of his lips, that smile became more and more intense, and that face became more and more familiar——

Mild, elegant, casual but casual, habitual aristocratic accent——

--Antonio.

Countless memories flooded in. Jian Ruo tried to turn around, but bumped into someone else with a "bang". She was knocked straight over her body, and she had already reached the side of the road without thinking about apologizing.

Jian Ruo turned around and wanted to cross the zebra crossing, but the green light was flashing, like the mischievous eyes of a child, blinked mischievously, and turned red.

Jane Ruo opened her mouth.

Antonio watched her, opened and closed his mouth without making a sound.

But she knew—she knew what he was going to say.

"if Should see you, after long year.

How should I greet, with tears, with silence."

It was vaguely the first day when she accompanied Sherlock and solved the first case in London—it was the first time after many years, she saw the real hypnosis again, Sherlock left the interrogation room impatiently, separated Through the heavy glass windows, the murderer Mr. Sam's empty inorganic eyes stared at her, and he spoke silently as if prophetically——

Those sentences—

——Ah, maybe it should be traced back to an earlier memory?The poor dead man, the collection of poems on the bed, Byron's poems just stop at the section "The Passing of Spring"?

Memory never speaks, even when it has learned everything.And at this moment, those silent and distant images lightly overlap with the scene in front of me, as if the lock has found the right key, and there is a "click"——

This game is really painstaking...

Jian Ruo's eyes turned cold, she stared at the opposite side, her body tensed, waiting for the green light to turn on again.

The cars coming and going passed by in front of her eyes, like a huge curtain, covering the sight of performers and audience at the same time.

The traffic finally stopped, but at the other end of the zebra crossing, the person had disappeared.

At the same time, the green light finally turned on, and Jian Ruo strode over without hesitation. The wind blew her long hair up and down, shaking, as if she was at a loss in her heart.

where to gochasing who?

She stood where Antonio had just stood, panting heavily, looking around blankly——

Calm down, calm down.

Jane, if it were you - if it were you - which direction would you choose?

Antonio.

Not far away, a bar signboard with colorful lights was placed across the alley, flickering continuously. Although it was decorated with colored lights, the gray signboard was really not very eye-catching - "Destiny".

"Fate Bar".

ha.What a fun name.

Unable to control Jian Ruo, she walked over there, her pace getting faster and faster - there was only one thought of "catch him" left in her heart, and she was entangled so hard that she couldn't bear the other any ideas.

There was no one in the alley at the corner. The sound of her footsteps echoed in the alley, and there was some movement somewhere. With a bang, the trash can fell down, and a wild cat jumped out of it and landed in the middle of the road. , "Meow~", the black eyes glanced at Jian Ruo, licked her paws, and walked to the corner——

Jian Ruo frowned slightly, raised her head, and there was an inconspicuous door standing in the hidden corner of the wall, with a sign that was exactly the same as the sign protruding from the alley.

So... this is it.

Jian Ruo pushed open the door without hesitation, like a woman bent on revenge, completely forgetting her fear and timidity——

Different from this inconspicuous appearance, there are unexpectedly many people in the bar, men and women with heavy makeup, punk or goth—like some kind of masquerade party, no one cares about Jane Ruo who pushes the door, they just care about themselves Playing freely, swinging wantonly in the middle of the dance floor, sitting on the high chair more and more, the man drinking wine is out of place.

It's too conspicuous - it's as if he deliberately revealed himself so that others can see it at a glance.

Antonio turned his face slightly, looked at Jian Ruo, he raised the quilt in his hand, shook it at her, and showed a smile——

Drink it all in one gulp.

……too close.

close at hand...

Jian Ruo took a step over there, her hands trembling with excitement——

All, those that were unraveled and those that were not unraveled, everything, the truth, finally appeared before her eyes.

Antonio.Maybe she should change the word—?

Like—her darling, Guardian?

Fate guides us and brings us together.

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