[BBCsherlock] To you in my heart

Holmes.

The little man agreed: "Yes. After investigation by our investigation network, they are indeed dead." "That Mr. Detective may indeed be dead." James licked the corner of his mouth, "But Jim..."

He looked thoughtfully at the only mirror in the room.The person in the mirror seemed to shake for a moment, and suddenly gave him a sly smile.

Standing in front of the mirror, he rearranged the white rose on his chest.Sharon felt a sense of powerlessness.This was probably the most ridiculous funeral she had ever seen.An empty box, starring a tragicomedy without a protagonist.Even more frustrating, as soon as she saw John's lifeless eyes, she almost told the whole truth.

As expected... I really don't fit the surname "Holmes".

Well, complaining is complaining.I don't know in which corner the person concerned is currently enjoying himself.

The pastor's pious wishes came as expected, and the long line gradually moved. She looked around inadvertently and found Shalan who hadn't seen her for a long time.A woman in her early thirties is quite haggard.She was a little puzzled and a little surprised.The last time we met, the woman was still very well maintained, but now... she is no different from a middle-aged woman in her 50s or [-]s.

Perhaps noticing someone's gaze, Shalan raised her eyelids, glanced at Sharon, her lips moved a few times, but she didn't make a sound.After that, the two never met again.

Maybe it was because the atmosphere was a bit sad, Alison, who had always been active, was much quieter.She just gave Sharon a big hug when she came.The latter couldn't help being a little worried—when they knew that the detective wasn't actually dead...how would they feel?

The crowd gradually dispersed, leaving only Mrs. Hudson, the faithful doctor, and the uncle next door.

The three of them were chatting in front of the shining tombstone. She hesitated for a while, but still didn't move forward.

She was afraid that she couldn't bear those sincere hearts.

When turning around, Xue Lun observed a black shadow flickering behind the big tree not far away, and she immediately understood.

But what's the point, anyway... I am in an embarrassing situation.

She bent her elbows and held her naturally drooping arms, adjusted her breathing, and set off in the direction back to Baker Street.I don't know why, recently, there are always bursts of tingling pain in the crook of my arm.

The eyes behind him darkened a bit.

#Little Theater 1#

Juanfu: ...

Girl: ...

Juan Fu: (seriously) You are angry.

Girl: (shaking) What?

Curly: (confident) You're complaining that I didn't let you leave London with me.

Girl: (calmly) No.

Juan Fu: (decisively) Yes.

girl: no

Juan Fu: (sure) Yes.

Girl: (laughing angrily) Well, I'm angry.

Juan Fu: (Turns around calmly) That's good.

#Little Theater 2#

Juan Fu: (Looking aside) Why does James have more lines than me in this chapter?

Author Sang: (calmly) It’s okay, at least you’re here to finish.

Juan Fu: (raises eyebrows) Then why does that guy act more intimately with Sharon than me, the male lead?

Author Sang: (calmly) Don’t worry, that guy is gay.

(...)

Author Sang: Well, well, Juanjuanfu, you have to pick a good time to be jealous, for example, now——(Zhengse) First of all, I wish you all a happy Chinese New Year!

Juan Fu: (silent, shaking the cat's ears)... Meow. (→What the hell is this)

Miss Eve loves apples

John in a white coat held a flashlight and carefully examined Sharon's painful arm.

"Pinhole." He took off his gloves, his brows tightened again and again, "Aside from this new pinhole mark, there is nothing unusual...Xue Lun, have you had any injections recently?" "No." Xue Lun immediately denied , After thinking for a while, he asked again: "If it's a pinhole... I remember Sherlock said it once when I was in Sussex."

When that person was mentioned, both of them were silent for a moment.The doctor hummed, and the depression was swept away, and he vetoed with a smile: "No. This wound is very new, and it will not last more than three days. I went to see the film, and it is normal. Then, have you encountered anything... ..." The voice paused for a while, as if organizing a proper way of expression,

"Hmm... Suspicious person or thing?"

Suspicious person?In addition to funerals, her mind has been thinking about funerals these days, let alone suspicious things.The only time I saw many people was at the funeral mentioned earlier.But most of the people who came here knew each other, so there was no reason to inject her.What's more... She can't be so stupid that someone approached her with evil intentions and didn't realize it.

It may be the personality brought about by the profession, but John is still thinking hard about the various reasons for the pain in the arm.Sharon looked at the time, and shoved the thinking person a little embarrassedly: "It's okay, I'm just asking, and it's not too painful to go to school. Don't you have an appointment? If you're late, you can go to school." Oh no."

John looked at the girl closely for a long time, raised his wrist to calculate the time, and let out a breath: "That's right. If I don't go again, I'll probably be depressed for a while tomorrow... Then I'll go first."

The two nodded politely, opened the door of 222B, John turned around again, and shouted to Sharon: "Her name is Mary, if you... I mean, cough, if you are not in a good mood these days, would you like to eat together?" a meal?"

Bad Mood?

You are in a bad mood.

She habitually wanted to shake her head, but she didn't want the man to show any disappointed expression, so she could only nod her head gently.She didn't breathe a sigh of relief until there was a weak sound of closing the door.

Didn't say anything about Sherlock the whole time, and.She opened the heavy curtains and looked at 221B breathing quietly in the dust.John, he probably wanted to move out.

"Hiss." The cold balcony made the already painful arm hurt even more.She scratched her hair in distress.I'm going back to Oxford tomorrow, and I have to go to the botanical garden in the school's central city with Carlo and the others to take samples for the research questionnaire...

Forget it, lie down on the bed for a while.

Collapsing volumes are always enjoyable to squint.And those unhappy and troubled things will always find solace in dreams.In a daze, the past ran by like a horse watching flowers.

There is a boy with curly hair standing in the dense rain, holding an umbrella and not saying a word;

There is a teenager yelling by the swimming pool, his eyes wide open, and his heart is in despair;

A pair of hands with sickly white knuckles stood in front of him, but his face could not be seen clearly;

The frenzied strings and fluttering bows capture the sound as the phoenix, and compose the music as the phoenix; holding your own fiery temperature, the soft touch from the fingertips pressing on the forehead; it seems to be looking at yourself very gently, the gray-green eyes...

But I couldn't see his face clearly.

The arm suddenly shook violently for a long time, and after a muffled groan, the girl didn't move again.

Opening the title page, the oil-based signature pen wandered on it, and slowly wrote the three words "Fu Xuelun".

Three days ago, she was discussing travel plans with a group of best friends after the senior high school entrance examination, and London, England was mentioned.However, that group of chattering kids didn't seem to like this old capitalist country, and preferred countries with relatively small investments like Germany and France.Anyway, she is also a lazy person in her bones, so a few people just hit it off and made a route.

but……

"Lu Qingjia." The girl in suspenders unscrewed the mineral water viciously, holding a hating attitude towards the sweetly dressed girl in front of her, "You told Simin, the plane at ten o'clock this morning?" Lu Qingjia looked pitiful Xidi blew his head: "I... I think seven is ten..." Who told you to write so sloppily, or write it in Chinese!

The girl took another deep breath:

"Besides, Simin's phone can't be reached now?" Lu Qingjia lowered her head even lower.

...The air pressure in the airport dropped several degrees inexplicably, but at this moment, the announcer's gentle voice came from the radio: "Friends who are going to Germany, please pay attention..."...The air pressure dropped a few degrees again.

The phone ding-dong, Lu Qingjiale took out the phone, and gave the short letter to the girl who seemed to be smiling softly, but was actually shaking S like a treasure: "That, that, Simin said, don't wait for her... Huh? She It was only early in the morning that I found out that my family had already booked a flight to the UK..."

If this is the case, it would be strange for both of them to beat each other desperately all the time.

"Haha, it's fine if that's the case, so, Sharon, you... Alas! Where are you going, Sharon?"

Holding the luggage of the two of them, Xue Lun looked at the long line of people, then looked back at Lu Qingjia who was still standing still, and raised the corners of her mouth very calmly: "Girl, if you don't queue up to board the plane again~"

Eyes sinking——

"Go to the trash can and find your fanfic."

The cries of ghosts and wolves have continued from China to Germany as far away as Europe ==

The first stop was Hamburg, Germany.Hamburg is one of the three major state-level cities in Germany. It is also the most important seaport and the largest foreign trade center in Germany, the second financial center in Germany, and an economic and cultural metropolis in northern Germany.Such a city with a history of more than 1000 years should naturally attract tourists from all over the world to enjoy this ancient and competitive breath together.

Lu Qingjia has a cousin who is studying at the University of Hamburg in Germany, so there is no need to join the group.This is also good, eliminating some official routes.The two took a few photos in front of the famous St. Michael's Church, and sat in the shade waiting for their cousin who was studying abroad to pick him up.

"It's so strange, Sharon." Lu Qingjia pulled her hair up in a bun, and rubbed against Xuelun who was drinking water mysteriously, "You are on the plane.