[Comprehensive] The Wizard and the Fugitive

Sherlock's return has brought a lot of shock to the friends.Molly was delighted to see him again so soon, and Greg and Mrs Hudson forgave his concealment after the initial shock, basking in the great surprise that the best friend was still alive, only Watson was not so easy to pass .

Since Sherlock "died", Watson was the one who couldn't accept the facts the most. Almost every night, he would dream of what Sherlock looked like before he died, and then wake up in a cold sweat.There was only one person left, and the house was empty. In the living room, where Sherlock used to think about problems, Watson was now in a daze. "Death" took not just a friend, but half his life with him.

And just yesterday, the detective who made him miserable and completely unable to continue his normal life suddenly appeared at a high-class banquet in a foreign country, hoping to go back to the past with a "Hi, John" and pretend nothing happened.

impossible!

Watson's determination not to forgive easily can be felt by all. As soon as William and Draco entered the gate of 221b, they immediately discovered the unusual atmosphere between the doctor and the detective.

If it was said that Sherlock was willful and difficult to serve in the past, doing whatever he wanted, and not caring about other people's feelings at all, then now it is Watson who deliberately finds fault, and is overly enthusiastic about everyone to the point of embarrassment, except that he doesn't even look at Sherlock, as if He simply does not exist.

Denis quietly leaned into Draco's ear, and whispered: "See, it was so strange yesterday. I really want to know how Mrs. Hudson can survive and live with the two of them."

Draco raised his eyebrows, and just about to say something, he saw Watson coming out of the kitchen with a plate. Deni immediately stood up straight, looked around, and seemed to have a great interest in the architectural structure of 221b .

Watson, who hadn't paid attention to them, stopped now, and looked back and forth between the two suspiciously: "What are you doing?"

"He says……"

"William has brought a good bottle of wine, Romanee Conti, are you interested?" Draco just said two words before being interrupted loudly by Denis.All eyes in the room were attracted by the loud voice, they stopped talking and looked at them.

Greg came over, took the wine in William's hand, turned the bottle back and forth curiously, and looked at the French that he didn't know at all: "This is Romanee Conti? I must try it today."

"Wow!" Jasmine also exclaimed in surprise, but her exaggerated reaction was more like trying to divert Watson's attention than for a bottle of red wine that she was not keen on.

It's a pity that Watson's stubbornness in some things is a headache.He stared at Deni for a while, smiled coldly, and turned to Draco, "What did he say?"

Draco completely ignored Deni's hint of madness, and replied without any concealment: "He said there was a strange relationship between you and Sherlock."

The atmosphere froze in an instant, Deni covered his face, and went into the kitchen to hide under everyone's blaming eyes.Sherlock, who was cautious at first, but could at least find a place to settle in the corner, fell into a loss again, feeling that he was awkward wherever he stayed.

"Everyone is here, maybe we can start dinner?" Jasmine suggested with a stiff smile as she looked back and forth at the silent guests and hosts.

Mrs. Hudson nodded immediately: "That's right, come here and try my craft this time."

The embarrassing time was forced to pass, everyone put on a happy expression, suddenly thought of various unnutritious topics, chatted in a mess, and sat down at the dining table.Watson took a breath, and reminded himself several times that today's dinner was to welcome William and Draco, and finally calmed down temporarily.

Sherlock walked up to him silently, and pulled away the chair. Watson turned his head instantly, staring at him with fiery eyes, until he raised his hands in surrender and changed to the other side of the table to find a seat.

"I never knew John was so scary when he got angry." Draco whispered in William's ear.

William turned his head slightly, and whispered into Draco's ear, "I think so too."

"The strange thing is, I always feel that John's anger is not just because Sherlock lied to him." Draco said suspiciously, and he still hasn't figured out where this feeling comes from.

William raised his eyebrows, glanced meaningfully at the doctor and detective seated far apart, and nodded again: "I think so too."

"Can't you change it?" Draco stepped back a little and stared at him dissatisfied. William smiled and blinked innocently: "I'm telling the truth, who made us always want to be together."

The two got together and whispered, their faces were very close, and they looked like they were about to kiss from any angle.Watson frowned. The inexplicable discomfort in his heart caused him to cough twice on purpose. The fiancé, who was no one else around, immediately restrained himself and sat upright obediently.

"You two have such a good relationship." Mrs. Hudson looked at William and Draco with satisfaction: "Sherlock and John are always noisy."

"He and I are not..." Watson retorted halfway, and suddenly got a little tired of this endless explanation, and sighed weakly: "Sherlock Holmes, can't you explain it?"

The detective sitting on the other side raised his head with a puzzled expression: "Why should I explain such a thing?"

"Because..." Watson opened his mouth, but he was still unable to utter such an embarrassing sentence.Mrs. Hudson reassured her very understandingly: "It's okay, I know you are not the very public type, I won't talk about this in the future."

Seeing Watson's distorted face, Sherlock finally realizes that this is a good opportunity for atonement, and immediately helps out: "He has a girlfriend."

"Yes!" Watson nodded vigorously.

"It's an ex-girlfriend." Mrs. Hudson said, and shook her head in disapproval: "John, even if you quarrel, you can't use this method of revenge. The things between you should not involve others."

"Ex-girlfriend?" Greg, who didn't know the latest news, raised his eyebrows in surprise. In his impression, that girl was quite interesting and a good match, but he didn't expect to break up.

"God!" Watson held his head in despair, "Why do you think she dumped me!"

Everyone looked at him neatly, waiting to hear the gossip. Watson glared at Sherlock, pointed at his nose and said loudly: "I was photographed by a reporter when I went to see him in the cemetery—of course, now everyone knows where he lies. It wasn't him at all—because of my 'heartbroken' expression, those reporters made some speculations about the 'real' relationship between the 'big detective and his cohabitant'." He said with a suggestive glance William and Draco leaning together.

Draco raised an eyebrow, "So?"

"So!" Watson's eyes widened, as if asking if there's any need to talk about it. Of course, his ex-girlfriend couldn't stand the damn news and broke up with him!

Draco smiled: "Are you really so... heartbroken?"

Watson: "..."

William patted Draco's leg under the table, signaling him to stop picking things up.The boy waved his hand insincerely: "Sorry, I'm just curious, so I don't need to answer."

Watson took a deep breath again, but this time he couldn't calm himself down, so he stood up directly: "Go ahead, I'll leave first." He turned around and left without giving everyone time to react.

Everyone silently watched him put on his coat and go out, then turned their heads to look at Draco.Facing everyone's gaze, the boy shrugged innocently: "Don't look at me, I'm just curious."

"Come on, don't you have to be curious about this question now?" Denis rolled his eyes, exposing his bad thoughts on the spot.But I have to admit that tonight's play is more interesting than yesterday's because of his little thought.

Draco raised his eyebrows: "Don't you think there's something wrong?"

"What do you mean?"

Draco pointed to the door: "He looks as if he was betrayed by his husband." Then he pointed to Sherlock: "Look at this, isn't it the bastard who betrayed his other half."

As soon as Watson left, Sherlock could only stand firm among the crowd watching, trying to hide his guilty conscience that he didn't know why, and put on a calm expression, trying to get away with it.

Mrs. Hudson looked at him thoughtfully, and suddenly suggested, "Maybe it's time for you to propose to John."

"Pfft——" Greg, who had just opened the bottle, was severely stimulated, and sprayed the expensive Romanee Conti all over the table.

Mrs. Hudson looked puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Her questioning gaze swept across the crowd, Jasmine smiled awkwardly, Greg was busy coughing, Draco was looking down for any traces of wine stains on his clothes, Sherlock looked very innocent, as if he was being discussed not him.Only William smiled and explained tactfully: "A marriage proposal can't cover up the problem, let's talk about it later."