[Comprehensive] Sherlock Holmes

079.

Sherlock tried to help Jane rebuild her gender system, but apparently, Jane rejected this option.

"—With all due respect, I don't think your own gender system is so strong." Jane answered Sherlock in this way.

——Many times, Sherlock doesn’t care about gender at all. Perhaps for him, gender is meaningless. There are only two options in the world: “goldfish” and “similar”. After all, she has never cared about the gender of an ordinary goldfish. There is no reason for Sherlock to care about the gender distinction of "goldfish" for him. In this situation where he ignores gender life at all, Jian Ruo can easily have some doubts about his gender system construction.

"Oh—at least I know I'm supposed to go to the men's room," he snapped back.

"It doesn't mean anything - I knew I was supposed to go to the women's room! By the way - I think being someone who knows about both men's and women's toilets, like me - is the best place to decide Where should I go—when I was a little boy..." Jian Ruo answered Sherlock while busy.

"You were once a little girl too—"

"..."

"..."

That's right, every time, the conversation between two people ends here.

Sherlock could only frown, correct Jian Ruo's twisted self-awareness, and watch her continue to struggle with it——

And this kind of bickering and slippery time always passes too fast-I don’t know when, more and more people have set up their Christmas trees, bought colorful lights, and most of the windows can be seen Seeing the ruddy face of Santa Claus, many stores are trying to carry out a wave of promotions in the spring breeze of Christmas.

Jian Ruo's mood jumped up along with the popular Christmas song, and even when she was in a good mood, she performed the Chinese version of "Jingle Bells" for Sherlock--she kept it very well despite the imminent parting. Looking at his own state, he didn't show the slightest trace in front of Sherlock——

She didn't know how to speak, she clearly knew that sooner or later she would have to speak, but she always hoped to procrastinate for a while, and for a while, in the end, she almost didn't know how to tell him.

She bought a Christmas tree with the money she had saved—Sherlock didn't bother to care about it, so she did all the work by herself, decorating the bells and lights, and preparing a long stocking—

"This is so stupid, Jane." Sherlock held the coffee coaster in one hand and took a sip of coffee. Socks, "And why is it red—"

"I don't know—you can understand it as Chinese red," Jian Ruo held the ladder with one hand, and looked down with a headache, "God! Can't you come and help me?—— At least help Let me stabilize the ladder, I don't think it's safe."

"Where did you find that old ladder?" Sherlock put down his coffee, eyes full of disgust, "—it doesn't even have protective facilities."

"I'm really sorry to find this old antique—" Jian Ruopi smiled, "Don't you expect me to buy a new ladder? Obviously you are British, aren't you? Why is it I who have a headache and prepare for Christmas now? ?”

Sherlock rolled his eyes: "Oh - maybe because you're subconsciously used to Christmas?"

"...What you said makes sense, but I'm speechless." Jian Ruo climbed down speechlessly, and moved the ladder aside with great effort, "Okay, Sherlock, I've already hung up the stockings, oh , maybe you'll get something—never mind, I'm going to hang lanterns now—"

"I think you've hung enough lights - spare that Christmas tree, it's clearly about to lose its weight - well, maybe we can make a bet before Christmas comes, you hang It will be crushed when there are so many colored lights—" Sherlock changed his posture, stretched out a finger with the hand holding the teacup, and pointed to the colorful Christmas tree.

"...I don't want to make such a silly bet with you, it's of no benefit to me." Jian Ruo looked disgusted.

Sherlock took a sip of coffee, and Jane looked down at him, but now she could only see his crow-colored eyelashes, the light shrouded his body, and the purple silk nightgown seemed to be shining, dimly, he was wearing He was wearing the red scarf she had forced on him—it looked awkward, but it was cute.

She felt a little sad in her heart, gloomy, and glanced at the clock.

"—well, don't you have anything to tell me?" Sherlock remained calm, without looking at Jian Ruo, but said another sentence in this calm atmosphere.

Jian Ruo was stunned for a moment: "...Ah? What—what did you say?"

"Nothing." Sherlock had already turned around. "I'll make another cup of coffee—do you want it?"

—that is curious, Sherlock Holmes asked her if she would like a cup of coffee? ——You must know that the cup in his hand was the one she prepared for him and handed it to him.

"Um," Jian Ruo was a little flustered, "I don't need it—"

"You rejected the kindness of a Sherlock Holmes." Sherlock paused, still keeping his back to Jian Ruo, "I don't think this is a wise choice."

... I don't know if it's an illusion, but Jian Ruo always feels that these words have some deep meaning.

However, she subconsciously ignored the past, shrugged her shoulders lightly, hung up the lantern, and carefully climbed down with the ladder.There was also a golden bell in her hand, which made a crisp sound when she picked it up. She rang it a few times, and hung the bell on a branch of the Christmas tree that was within reach.

Standing slightly back, Jian Ruo tilted her head and admired her own achievements for a while, deeply feeling that the Christmas tree she decorated with her own hands is so good that there is no heaven or earth——

She gave a satisfied smile.

Sherlock came over and put the coffee on the table, and the bottom of the porcelain cup touched the table lightly, making a slight sound.He picked up a newspaper casually, sat on the sofa, stretched his legs, and shook off——

He sees very quickly—this may be considered a talent, seeing ten lines and remembering, even at Christmas, Sherlock didn't try to give himself a holiday, he tried to find something to pass the time , so that even in such an environment full of Christmas atmosphere, he can still uphold a characteristic of Sherlock Holmes-"not gregarious".

His gaze was fixed on one point: "...well, good news."

Jian Ruo glanced back at him: "What good news? Prices have fallen? Or has Mycroft fallen? - Oh, obviously not the latter, otherwise you wouldn't have maintained such a calm expression -"

"—sometimes I often wonder what kind of goldfish I'm roommate with..."

Jian Ruo crossed her hands: "Reject personal attacks——"

"Oh, Jane, I don't need to make a personal attack on you—" Sherlock glanced up and down at Jane Ruo, showing a slightly mean smile, "Your existence itself is already considered a personal attack."

"..."

Jane Ruo didn't want to say anything, she kept that position for about ten seconds, then bent down and threw a pillow on Sherlock's face——

"Master Sherlock!!!"

Hehe, this is why a normal person would not want to stay with Sherlock Holmes for a long time.

……

"Well, about the good news—" Sherlock casually tidied up Jane Ruo's messy hair, and handed the newspaper to Jane Ruo.

She sat next to Sherlock and looked around.

—Stock Markets, Policy, Queen's Speech, Rosneft, Christmas Origins Movie Reviews—oh, she frowned at the smallest page.

"A young foreigner in an apartment in London committed suicide by swallowing a gun." Jian Ruo pursed her lips. The picture was very small, squeezed between a pile of words, and she wouldn't see it if she wasn't careful.

A white face.

She looked up at Sherlock pretending to be a little dazed: "...Uh, this good news means... Santa Claus originated in England?" She flicked the newspaper, "Well, it's really good news? For England?"

"...Your opponent is dead." Sherlock pointed to Jian Ruo's small picture with disgust, "What is in your head—"

"... Pretending to be a lot, a lot." Jian Ruo answered calmly, "So it's not a big deal if you can't tell my poor friend from a one-inch Gothic photo, isn't it?"

"Don't miss a little bit - you can't even tell the gender." Sherlock seemed to make up for Jian Ruo casually.

Jian Ruo choked for a moment: "...What if I say I can confirm it?"

"Can you confirm? Well, then——no, wait, tell me first, what is your judgment——" Sherlock looked at Jane Ruo with great interest, and for some reason, he was very concerned about this issue , Jian Ruo guessed that it might be because he encountered this kind of problem for the first time, and couldn't help but study it.

——The common problem of cats, she understands.

So she didn't pay much attention, turned around, put her arm on the back of the sofa, put one leg on the sofa, and said to Sherlock, "Female. I have thought about it carefully, no matter whether I was a man or a woman before, But I think that can be attributed to the past, just like the legendary reincarnation, you may be a human or a cat in the previous life, this is normal, for example, you, Sherlock, don’t look at you as a human now , maybe I wasn’t human at all in my previous life! From this, I’ve been a man in my previous life—this isn’t so unacceptable, is it?”

"Well, reincarnation?" Sherlock stared at Jian Ruo.

"It's not important!" Jian Ruo waved her hand, "This is just a way for me to explain everything clearly. The point is that I am a woman now, there is no doubt—otherwise my life—" She stuck , turned a corner in time, "...my life has lost its meaning."

Sherlock raised his eyebrows: "—it is illogical, you are just looking for some unrealistic reasons to convince yourself, in fact, you can't prove your point of view through real things - and this just proves that your uncertainty."

"I'm sure." Jian Rong straightened her face, and her mobile phone on the sofa rang at this moment - a call.She tensed up and knew who the inappropriate call was from without even looking.

—Antonio was urging her.

Of course he wanted to urge, Achilles was dead, and he let Jane Ruo see the news in the most grandiose way—now they should leave.

If Jane doesn't know where she is going, but anyway, Antonio can't let her out of control-the one living in her body is a demon, this demon has profound knowledge and sufficient experience, and she, even Not being able to shake off the distraction of their memory to identify even just one gender.

If one day, she can suppress this demon, will she be able to come back? — as long as she is still her. ——The answer to this question, even she herself did not dare to think deeply.

Neither of the two people moved. At this moment, the two people just looked into each other's eyes silently.After a while, the vibration of the phone stopped.

Those gray silent eyes were like a lake hidden by bushes in a dense forest, calm but already knew everything.

Her nerves were tense—it had never been clearer than it was now.

She didn't want to say goodbye—

"You can't even prove it, Jane." In the silence, Sherlock's voice sounded like he was dormant and holding back something.

"...What if I say I can?" Jian Ruo opened her mouth softly, she stared at those beautiful smoky eyes, at this moment her mind suddenly skipped a thought, look - he looks so Hard and invincible, his body is covered with layers of armor, with thorns, watching everyone defensively——

But as she approached, the lake water in his eyes couldn't help but slightly rippled——

Ah, she must be crazy.

Sherlock remained motionless, like a dormant animal deep in the dense forest, calmly observing everything that happened, with a kind of obedient obedience——

Clever.

what.

Jian Ruo closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

It was a kiss.