[BBCsherlock] To you in my heart

Partner.

"It's over." This sentence was said by Sharon first.He was silent.Somewhat surprised.The muffled voice continued: "I'm sorry, Sherlock, sometimes I am too willful... and I don't trust you too much... But from now on, I will correct it..."

Sniffed.She finally raised her head, her eyes were red from crying: "I, I will try my best to become a better person and fight side by side with you."

So, Mr. Driver, blushing, saw the man blinking his eyes in the rearview mirror, and kissed the girl warmly and cautiously. While kissing, he whispered in a low voice: "Okay, let's fight side by side, and then go back together." Home."

Mr. Driver snickered, and played a ditty happily. He thought of Mrs. Hudson’s Potato Stew and Cream of Mushroom Soup, which Xu hadn’t tasted for a long time. Taste, the desire that never had.

to dear world

A year later, London.

"Wait a minute, Sherlock." Lestrade stopped the man who was about to cross the cordon in horror, the man narrowed his eyes half puzzled and half disdainful: "You don't want me to help you solve the case? "

It's not that I don't want to...

A week ago, a person who was supposed to be declared dead suddenly appeared in front of you, which is indeed quite a surprise.

The problem is, the man who is said to be the least likely to fall in love in the UK has a girlfriend, and the girlfriend is the lost child he once helped, and now they both have a child!

Moreover, this little guy who looks very similar to Sherlock is being carried on his chest by Sherlock, what are you guys doing?baby plan? !

"Boom." Perhaps sensing a whiff of resentment, Xiao BuDian spit bubbles at Mr. Inspector, and his big blue-green eyes filled with light were filled with a smile. "She despises you, Lestrade." Sherlock happily kissed his daughter's little head, and then crossed the cordon gracefully.

"Well, so the wedding should be in spring. The season when everything grows, isn't it?"

Mary and Sharon sat on the couch, talking happily to each other.Flipping through the newspaper in his hand, John smiled and listened to the ladies chatting.

"So you still want Sherlock to be the best man?" Sharon asked, after all, the two had registered their marriage.The detective had come so close to letting the whole of England know that Sharon Holmes' marital status was listed as "married".

John spread his hands: "There is no doubt that Sherlock is the best best man. Whether he is married or not." "Oh, what you said is like a wedding vow." His wife teased mischievously, pretending to be sullen. "To be honest, dear, if it weren't for the appearance of you two ladies, maybe these two men would get married this spring." Mrs. Hudson came out of the kitchen with fruit, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were full of tears. With a smile, such a comfortable atmosphere is really rare.

"Besides, we still need the great Mr. Sherlock Holmes to solve some wedding episodes." The doctor and his wife shook each other's hands and smiled at each other.Like, the photographer question, and our shy little flower girl.Feeling the love bubbles in the room, Sharon shrugged exaggeratedly, got up to take her bag: "Then I won't disturb you two enjoying the sweet moment before the wedding, I'll go first, see you later."

Out of 221B, the light is concentrated a lot.There are pedestrians walking past with a smile, the air is a bit cold, but very real.

She is going to North Gower Street.

The news of Mrs. Gwen's death came shortly after returning to London.However, actually listening to Alison falter, she was actually told the news a month after the old lady died.Incomprehension and anger occupied the brain at the first time, but after calming down and thinking about it, it became silent.Sometimes, all of them, maybe, need time to really think.

The fence outside the door has some peeling paint.The flowers that were planted before have also been refurbished a lot.The noise of the birds can still be heard, as if standing in front of the door, you can see an old man open the door, and say slowly but surprised: "Oh, dear, you are here!"

This time, it was Shalan who opened the door.

It was a little awkward for the two of them to stand there.The woman in her thirties tucked her hair behind her ears, and made an invitation gesture awkwardly: "Come in, it's a little messy inside."

The room seemed to be being renovated, and within a few minutes of entering the door, Xue Lun came across a lot of cardboard boxes. "We plan to renovate this place a little bit, and new children will move in in a few months." Sharon rolled up her sleeves and helped tidy up.Sharon followed suit, hesitated for a while, and asked, "Are you planning to take over?" The woman didn't answer right away, she lowered her head, and nodded slowly after a while.

For a while, all that could be heard was the friction of moving and putting boxes away, and the rustling of clothes.

"Shalan," Sharon said suddenly when the two were putting the boxes down, "Send me a text message and tell me, you are the one who died of Mrs. Gwen, right?" Sharon's eyes were forbearing.

"You actually..." Sharon was preparing to say something, "You actually know everything, right? About magnetic fields." That's why she was very indifferent to her afterwards.

Just when Sharon thought there would be no response, Sharon suddenly replied firmly: "I read her diary after you left North Gower Street."

"I saw everything she recorded, including the medicine. I didn't believe it at the time, but you know, sometimes Mrs. Gwen, she would say some weird things. If it was before, I definitely wouldn't care. , but after reading her diary, I have to be suspicious."

"She's like a witch, like...a prophet. She knows that I've read her diary." "Is the price recorded in the diary?" Sharon suddenly asked urgently.

"Like... life?"

"Correct!"

The woman's voice suddenly increased, and she was silent for a while. She knelt down irritably and put her hands on her head: "Sorry, Sharon."

"I don't understand why it's done for someone I just met by chance, and then before she died, she found me, she said."

"Her identity is the same as your child."

The heart seemed to be stabbed with a needle. The pain was only for a while, but the scar was always there.

"Do you understand? Like Norma, the product of different magnetic fields."

Slowly closed his eyes.

"Give me a flower." Sharon folded her hands, looked at the ceiling, and looked at the woman in front of her. "Shalan's flowers will definitely make Mrs. Gwen happy."

When he came back from the cemetery, he happened to meet his old classmate Carlo.Both are alone. "Where's Joanna?" She looked behind Carlo, and the man who was no longer a boy stroked his stubble and pursed his lips: "There was a quarrel, and I ran to my best friend's house alone."

The two exchanged pleasantries, and it was best to wave goodbye.Carlo took a few steps and turned back.The first-time mother girl, or woman, gradually becomes a dot in sight.Probably, he will never seriously inspect the soil for spiders before observing the specimen because of a girl.

Go ahead, tomorrow is another day.

When passing the park, she stopped and sat on a bench to brush and push.Xiu Yi's avatar hangs impressively on the screen, and the following tweet is a simple line of "good get together and good separation", and it is accompanied by a background picture of himself standing alone by the sea.She thought about it, but she still withdrew the idea of ​​saying "non-mainstream BOY".

It's good to get together and get together, tomorrow is another day.

"Hey, Norma, give Mommy a hug."

Just as she put her mobile phone into her bag, a pair of chubby hands reached out to her. She smiled unrecognizably and hugged her daughter in her arms.Sherlock only wore a white shirt, and a black suit jacket had already been put on Norma's little head. "I'm sure Lestrade will report to Mycroft that you abducted his niece to the scene of the crime." Sharon stood up and adjusted the position of her suit. "Norma is our daughter first, and their niece second." The man naturally stopped his wife's shoulder, and the family of three walked on the road.

"Okay, Mr. Sherlock Holmes must be the best dad in the world." She said like coaxing a child, and kissed her husband lightly on the cheek.

"Huey and Cecilia broke up."

"As expected."

"Well—John and Mary are getting married this spring, and they asked you to be their best man."

"..."

"Huh? Sherlock? You're not nervous, are you?"

"..."

"Say something, Mr. Best Man?"

"boring."

The voice of the conversation quickly floated to the clouds, and what greeted them was more adventures and more surprises.

So just keep going, dear world.

The author has something to say:

end.

This article was dragged by me, an author with advanced procrastination, until now it has finally come to an end.How should I put it, it should be said that it was dragged from the end of the third year of junior high school to the third year of high school (laughs)

Thank you for being tolerant of yourself all the time, although I don’t know if you are still here (you should be scared away by the author’s sloth physique)

This is my last Shenxia fan, probably won't open a hole in a short time, um.

It's useless to say more sensational words. Always, I wish you all a healthy and healthy Zongzi Festival. In this dear world, with dear people to accompany you, let's move on.

goodbye:)