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When exactly did everyone seem to associate her with Sherlock?

Ever since Watson left them laughingly and went to help Mary in the kitchen after Watson said that, Nora sat opposite Holmes with a cup of hot tea and began to think about this serious question.

In terms of time, it was probably...after that interview?

Oh yes, since then, Watson, Mrs. Hudson, including Amanda, who has been sparing no effort to match them up, seem to have acquiesced in the ending of "they will eventually be together".

——"If you both have "unreasonable thoughts" about each other, of course you can't be friends, because you will become the most special pair of lovers, won't you?"

So did she have any unreasonable thoughts about Holmes?

Nora secretly glanced at Holmes who was picking up today's newspaper to read carefully. He was slightly lowering his head, his hair was neatly combed back, and a pair of sharp and calm gray eyes were hidden under his eyelids.The way he is serious about something looks very attractive.

Eh, attractiveness——Nora was stunned for a moment, realizing that this seemed to be the legendary "unreasonable thought", and couldn't help but inhale lightly.

How long had she known Holmes?From [-] to the present, four years have passed without knowing it. If these four years are reversed from the beginning to the end like a movie, her life is almost centered around Holmes alone, because Was it because of her career in her previous life, or because she actually admired and loved this person very much?

——"I probably won't have a wife." Holmes said this with the same calm expression as he did when he was investigating the case, but he has always been a man of firm will, and he will seldom be shaken by other people or things.That is to say, if there is such an unrealistic idea about Sherlock Holmes, it should be very tragic if the final outcome is not unexpected.

She has always been a decisive person, but it seems that since she met Holmes, everything began to go in an unpredictable direction.At least for now, she can be sure that she has a good impression of Sherlock, and it is a very good impression, but the key is that now that she has a good impression, she can temporarily tolerate Holmes' neglect or even contempt for love, then What about in one year, two years or even five years?Liking will only gradually deepen and turn into love. At that time, will she be able to endure as always?

In other words, she should make a relatively more correct choice: let this deepening relationship be snuffed in the bud, continue to be a loyal, witty, and always impartial friend and partner, and Just friends and partners for life?

Nora stared at Holmes' face, and sighed helplessly—this is really a difficult problem. If she chooses the latter, then she must have a chance to completely give up.

My dearest friend Sherlock Holmes, will you give me this chance?

"...Actually, I think Watson is right."

Holmes paused, looked up suspiciously, and was very puzzled by her sudden words, "What do you mean?"

Nora lowered her eyelids, and covered the unusual color on her cheeks with the action of drinking water, her voice was still light, but she pretended to be relaxed, "The words about the most special lover."

Holmes stopped flipping through the newspaper, and his eyes suddenly rested on her face. His gray eyes were deeper than usual, and he stared at her fixedly, as if he was examining her seriously. Inquiring in doubt, the voice unconsciously brought a trace of strangeness, "You mean... lover?"

"Aha." Nora responded vaguely pretending not to care, "Um...it should be...."

"You...and me?" Holmes' voice was calm.

Nora shrugged her shoulders, and this action couldn't relieve the stiffness in her shoulders and sitting posture at the moment. She didn't even dare to look at him, her eyes were fixed on the slightly shaking tea surface, and she joked, "Everyone is like this!" Look...I will also be swayed by everyone's rumors...Actually, I am not as firm as I thought, am I?"

She was a little incoherent, but she was sure that Holmes understood her, for he fell silent at once, and passed silently through the drawing-room.

Nora's hand holding the teacup stopped. She was a little flustered, but she managed to calm herself down. She took a deep breath, trying to put a peaceful smile on her face, raised her eyes to look at the other party, and secretly clenched The hand made the voice more high-pitched and brisk, "Ah... I'm just saying that, but you don't have to take it to heart at all—"

"You are my closest friend, partner," said Holmes suddenly, his gray eyes fixed on her. The voice said, "...my most important person."

"Closest friend", "partner", "most important person".

Sherlock turned out to be an artist who is good at playing with words, Nora thought: look, how clever he is, adding warm adverbs to this hurtful sentence, but each one makes him feel She couldn't refute, and even felt powerless when she was sad.

For Sherlock Holmes, a great detective who has never looked down upon women, it should be a great honor for him to say such words full of praise and recognition.But on the contrary, for a lady who has a deep affection for him, there is no doubt that this is a firm rejection.

Such a smart person as him must have heard her voice, and he also believed that she would understand his voice.They have always had a tacit understanding, and this is still the case emotionally.

Nora let out a deep sigh in her heart, but she was not surprised. In other words, the answer was already expected. Of course there was sadness and loss, but it was not difficult to accept.

Sherlock Holmes, he has always been firm and calm, and he should be so firm and calm as ever.He is a man of great achievements, his eyes can only see the whole world, because he loves all mankind, so he cannot love you.

And she already knew.

In the world, there is something higher than the sky, guess what it is?

—"Heart of Sherlock Holmes."

She should have known the answer a long time ago.

So Nora raised her head again, and the smile returned to her young face again. Those emerald green pupils were as bright and wild as before. She shrugged, but this time her tone was really relaxed——

"Well, Sherlock, a little joke from a mate, don't mind, and—"

After a pause, she sat opposite, slowly raised her glass to him, and said softly, "Happy New Year, Sherlock Holmes."