[Comprehensive] When Sherlock has a love system

[Sherlock, because you have overdrawn your points and used up my operating energy, I need to sleep for a while. 】

【how long? 】

[About a week or so. 】

【I see. 】

[One more thing, the repair ability of the system is unimaginable for people in this era. You will definitely be cured within a week, so you must be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible to avoid suspicion from others. 】

【I see. 】

【…】

Sherlock was lying on the hospital bed, ignoring the system king's love the whole time.

Mr. System expresses his understanding that he is a patient and does not care about this deadly tsundere.

【Are you still going to sleep? 】

【Manual goodbye】

After confirming that Mr. System had gone to sleep, Sherlock took out the phone from the bedside table.It must be said that the systematic treatment was very effective, and this action did not make his wound hurt or burst.

Everything is ready. ——sh

Come back as soon as possible. ——mh

"What are you doing, Sherlock?" Notte came in with the packaged oatmeal, and grabbed the phone from Sherlock's hand.She looked around him suspiciously, "How did you get it?"

"Obviously, with your hands." Sherlock admitted very frankly.He glanced at Notte and said very firmly, "You have cried."

"Obviously. During your operation, you had a cardiac arrest once and a hemorrhage once. I signed three critical illness notices." Notte slipped Sherlock's mobile phone into his pocket and said while opening the food package, " I feel like my ability to withstand stress has improved overnight."

Nuo Te's tone was extremely flat, "Since you can get the mobile phone in the bedside table, it must be no problem to have breakfast by yourself."

Sherlock asked, "Are you angry?"

Notte thought for a while, then shook her head, "No. It's just inexplicable panic. I'll just adjust it myself." She looked at Sherlock's face. Although his face was pale, he seemed to be in good spirits. "Want to drink water?"

"No, thank you." Sherlock refused to let go of the question, "What are you worried about? You've already remembered."

Notte subconsciously denied, "No..."

"Notte, this is not a question. Tell me, I can help you." Sherlock coaxed, his weak voice made him seem more sincere and harmless.

"I guess you already know about it." Notte sighed in compromise.

In fact, this kidnapping case was experienced by the original owner, and her own soul only has some vague memories of this incident.Those fears and fears are more of the emotions left by the original owner.

Nuo Te had some guesses in her heart, it should be thanks to this kidnapping case, if the original owner hadn't been physically and mentally traumatized by this incident, she probably wouldn't have had the chance to travel to this body.

"When I was young, I was kidnapped by a kidnapping gang. Apart from me, they also kidnapped many little girls. But they didn't kidnap little girls for money, but for..." Nuo Te stalked, "Eat .”

"They left me at the end." Notte lowered his head, his voice low, "They tortured me for fun..."

Sherlock held her hand, "Those means are not important, just skip it. I want to know the result."

"Yeah." Nott gave him a gentle look, and continued, "Of course they were caught in the end, and the surviving little girl and I were rescued. The experience during that time left a huge impression on me. Under the advice of a psychiatrist, my parents agreed to let me undergo hypnosis. After that, my parents tried their best to ensure that I would never remember it. But who would have thought that I would meet you. "

"Who would have expected that they would come back." Sherlock added, a little awkwardly, "I need to apologize for what I did before. But what happened now proves that my approach is correct, and it is time for us to Deal with them better." In the end, Sherlock was very confident.

Notte was about to be annoyed, "Are you apologizing for that incident? Was it Matthew last time or the Countess last time?"

After a while of silence, Sherlock said surprisingly, "I want to leave the hospital."

Notelli ignored him, "You're courting death."

Without saying a word, Sherlock pressed hard on the wound.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Notte hurriedly knocked off his hand and was about to ring the bell.

Sherlock grabbed her and motioned her to look at the wound.

Nuo Te looked at the white gauze and was silent for a while. "Sherlock, tell me, are you the illegitimate child of the Merovingian family?"

Sherlock: "..."

Notte realized that Sherlock's weird healing speed was simply anti-human, and she immediately became nervous about sending her to the research institute for slices or other brain supplements.

"I'm going to contact Mycroft."

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Fifteen hours later, Sherlock and Nott stood at the door of 15b Baker Street, London, England.There was also Watson who was going to pick them up.

Note expressed admiration for Mycroft's efficiency.

When the three of them entered, Mrs. Hudson happened to be coming down the stairs, "Nort, there is a gentleman waiting for you upstairs." When she said this, she winked at Sherlock.

Nott thought for a while, "Surname is Stoke?"

Mrs. Hudson nodded, "Yes."

"Oh, my God." Notte exclaimed and ran upstairs quickly.

"That's such a handsome and polite young man." Mrs. Hudson sighed as she saw Noote running upstairs impatiently. "It was the same when I was in love with my husband... Oh, I'm sorry, Sherlock."

As soon as Sherlock went upstairs, he saw a handsome and tall man standing in the middle of the living room, and his little girlfriend jumped up and kissed him on the cheek happily.

I have to say that this scene is really dazzling.

"Sweetheart, long time no see. Do you miss me?" The man stroked Nuo Te's hair with an extremely gentle tone.

Nott's hair exploded in an instant, "I told you not to call me sweetheart outside. I have a name, Nott Meroving!"

"Okay, Lily, my dear Lily." The man laughed softly and responded kindly.

Nuote curled her lips unhappily, but this time she didn't refute.

"Lily, I miss you very much." The man touched her heart with his lips, and pinned a diamond hairpin in Notte's hair.

"Camellia? I remember you gave one." Notte raised his hand and touched it, and he was used to Delrin's behavior of giving trinkets.

"Yes, but that one is outdated, just replace it with a new one." Delrin said, giving Sherlock a meaningful look.

When the two of them talked, they always used French.Watson couldn't help poking Sherlock, and asked in a low voice, "Sherlock, what are they talking about?"

Sherlock's answer was concise and to the point, "show affection."

Watson: "..." Emma, ​​what a sour smell.

"Uh, of course." Notte turned around and saw Sherlock standing at the stairs with a bad face, she hesitated for a moment, "They are my roommates, John Watson and Sherlock Holmes."

"This is my therapist, Delrin Stocker."

Nott turned her back to Delrin, and winked desperately at Sherlock.Delrin knew that her father knew too, and the matter was over.

Think about the picture of bringing Sherlock to meet the parents, she is not well, okay!

Sherlock was silent and did not answer, Watson took the initiative to go forward and shake hands with Delrin, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Stocker."

Delrin replied politely: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Watson."

"Yes, roommates," Sherlock said grimly. "We just happen to be roommates in one bedroom."

Notte: Hehehe.Sherlock, let's go out and single out.

"Notte Meroving!" Delrin's face sank, "You are getting bolder. You ran away from home before, and now you dare to live with men."

Nott grabbed his hand and acted coquettishly, "Oh, dear Stoke, you won't tell me about Daddy, will you?" She looked up at him pitifully, her bright eyes filled with tears .

"It's shameless to use this trick when you're too old to act like a baby." A smile appeared on the corner of Delrin's mouth, and he flicked her forehead with his fingers.

"Oh." Nuo Te covered his forehead and screamed hypocritically, pleading with his eyes open, "Does it work?"

"It works." Delrin sighed dotingly and helplessly, changed the topic, and scowled again, "But you move out with me immediately today."

"This..." Nuo Te hesitated.

Delrin pretended to be a threat: "What is this, I really thought I was just your psychiatrist. If I don't obey, I will..."

"No, no, no! I'll move right away. When you say it is."

When Nott faced Delrin, she really looked like a 16-year-old girl, acting coquettishly and making trouble for no reason.

"The house is just across the street, so it won't affect your relationship." Delrin seemed to be fond of Notte's hair, "I'll go there first, and you pack your things."

"Okay." Notte replied with a smile, and personally escorted him to the door.When I came back, I saw Sherlock sitting in an easy chair, exuding my displeasure, and almost wrote on my face that I was jealous, come and coax me!

"Hey, Sherlock, you won't be jealous." Notte said teasingly, sitting on the armrest beside Sherlock.

"Jealous? Notte," Sherlock dismissed, "This kind of feeling will never have anything to do with me."

Notte smiled and said, "Yes, yes, such emotions that affect reason will not have anything to do with you."

She thought about it, and then explained, "I knew him when I was six years old. He watched me grow up, just like my relatives. There will be no love between us."

"A relationship that is stronger than love." Sherlock looked even more upset, "He is the only person you are willing to take the initiative to get close to. How dare you say that you have never considered marrying him."

Note: "..."

She really shouldn't use normal people's thinking to speculate on Sherlock's concerns.

But marriage or something, she has been thinking about it. ╮(╯▽╰)╭

"Notte, I want to remind you that you already have a boyfriend, and it is your duty to keep a distance from other men." Sherlock said with a serious expression, "I found out a long time ago that you are very vague about the boundaries between men and women." clear."

"Honey, how do those count?" Notte smiled, and she sat on Sherlock's lap instead, reaching out to hook his neck.Sherlock lowered his haughty head in unison.

"You have to know, you are my lover, so I will only kiss you like this." Notte's lips pressed against Sherlock's lips, her voice was low, ambiguous and lingering.