[sherlock] Spirit and flesh

After that thrilling proposal that night, John and I haven't had full sex for three months.

I have been very busy recently and have no time to prepare for the wedding. The engagement between me and John is still a secret stage. Neither of us has announced it. My brother will definitely have a heart attack from me. He thinks that I will never get married in this life. He thinks that John and I will live together until we grow old at most, and it is absolutely impossible to enter the palace of marriage.To Mycroft, the sight of me in my groom's gown was a fantasy.

As for John, he is still mentally preparing for it. After all, he has been a straight man for half his life. Suddenly he and his roommate will become a legal couple. John stared blankly at the blank wedding card for a long time, not knowing what should What kind of invitation to write, I think he will rack his brains to come up with his useless writer's head.I suggested to him, "Why don't you just write, John Watson, who entered middle age, was suddenly hit by a locomotive, which turned your straight railroad track into a bend."

"Ah, Holmes' humor is not funny at all." John bit his pen on the desk in distress, "Those guests who attended my two weddings in a row will faint when they see you and I walk in from under the flower stand hand in hand. After a long time, In the end, I married my best man."

"No, they will accept it calmly." I patted him on the shoulder and comforted him and said, "They will say that the awkward John Watson finally got a marriage that everyone expected."

"Wanted?" John frowned, "Speaking like the whole world is expecting me to marry you."

"Isn't it?" I thought about it, this time I don't have to sit at the coffee table and fold napkins pitifully at this wedding, I have become the protagonist again, although I still revolve around the planet John Watson, but I feel Happiness and sweetness like never before.

Weddings aside, none of us are in a rush about this symbolic ceremony, John doesn't look like he's going to slip away from me, and I won't allow this tragedy to happen again.

Of course, I hope to announce to everyone that John belongs to me as soon as possible. In two months, when summer comes, I will make an unswerving promise to John in front of the priest on the meadow with clear weather, and then Kiss him on the lips in full view.

We sat in the backseat of the convertible, John playing with his two kids in his arms, leaving me alone.

I don't even look at which hero broke the earth-shattering unsolved case in exchange for a convertible car.

My client sent me a car and a driver. I don't need this fancy car, but John and his two little ghosts seem to be very happy. For this reason, I didn't refuse the client to me. reward.

We passed by the Thames River at night, blue and green streetlight tulle draped over our bodies, the night wind caressed us like a gentle hand, in the eyes of passers-by, we are a happy and joyful family.

Depressedly, I raised my hand, put it on the car door, and stared at passers-by with "you are wrong" eyes. I swear that if John doesn't talk to me within three minutes, I will strangle the driver and raise the car. Get up and throw it across the London Bridge, throw it down the Thames River, let the two little devils stand on the bank and cry miserably until their hearts are broken.

John telepathically stretched out a hand to pat my knee, he still had the ring on his finger that I put on him myself.

He smiled and said, "Sherlock, don't be so uncooperative, your face looks like you've been kicked by a horse."

"Hmph." I snorted coldly, "So you still remember me sitting next to you."

John patted my shoulder again, motioning for me to look up, ah, the Milky Way dotted with broken diamonds crossed half of London, I leaned on the seat cushion, looked at this long silver sky river, and my heart suddenly calmed down.

Occasionally, I imagined a universe in my dreams, in which there are only me and John, and we are two stars, entwining each other and moving forward on interlaced trajectories.

Imagination and deduction go hand in hand, and I can often find surprising ideas in my imagination.

John asked me in a low voice beside me: "Sherlock, what are you thinking?"

"I was thinking that there are only two stars in the dark universe, one is you and the other is me."

"There are only two..." John murmured, "Then, once one of them falls, the other will be ruined, and we can only go to the end alone."

This sentimental response silenced me.

John took my hand and squeezed it tightly: "I will never leave you."

The little Sherly also raised her innocent head on the leather seat. She combed two ponytails and said curiously, "Daddy, why do we want to look at the stars?" grunted in his arm.

John said, "Because...that's God's handiwork."

"God created the stars?" Sherly asked full of exploring spirit.

John said, "Yes, he made the stars, he made you, he made Johnny, he made me, and especially, he made Sherlock Holmes." John turned his head and looked at me, "This is absolutely God's most perfect creation. "

I blinked, trying to get what he was saying, and sometimes I was a little confused when he wasn't calling me Destroyer and an asshole.

John just smiled, "Sherlock, everyone says that I am an independent individual, and my friends say so. They say that John Watson has an unusually strong personality. He can overcome obstacles and survive in extremely harsh environments. I also believe this, I have always believed that I can overcome all difficulties and live alone, but now I realize that if the name John Watson is not put together with Sherlock Holmes, it does not mean much, so to speak It’s meaningless.” John said with a melancholy tone: “How did I realize it now? If you were born to wait for my appearance, then I exist only for you. Without you, I It's going to be so lonely, you know?"

I nodded to show that I understood.

"Me too. John, I'd be lonely without you."

John leaned over and kissed my cheek, "Don't be angry, let's go to the children's restaurant tonight."

I immediately protested strongly, destroying all the beauty and romance just now: "Wherever you go, don't go to a children's restaurant that looks like a battlefield!!!!"

"You're going to love that environment, you were born to be a god of war." John smiled mischievously.

"Well, Gladiator, no cream is allowed to be ordered by anyone, and I won't allow cream to fly right under my nose."

"I'm afraid I can't do what you want." John, Sherly and the young Johnny clapped their hands in turn, "Tonight belongs to Sherly and Johnny!"

"Yeah I love you Daddy, I love you Uncle Holmes."

"Why did you drag me into the water, you can hate me like everyone else." I squinted at Sherly's big blue eyes that were exactly the same as John's.

Sherly fluttered her eyelashes and said, "Because you are the person Dad likes the most, and what Dad likes must be the best." John laughed hoarsely at these words.

Immediately, all my anger disappeared, and I could somewhat understand John's feelings about being defeated by these two little bean sprouts.

Time passed day by day, and I tried my best to adapt to the days when there were a few idiots in my ecological circle. Sometimes when I found that happy smile from the corner of John's mouth, I felt that all my patience and concession It's all worth it.Although I still don't understand what my brother said to me, what is the so-called family bond, but according to my own understanding, that bond must be as important as the relationship between me and John.

I don't know if John counts as my family, but he is the most important thing in my life, he is my love, my favorite, I never knew love, never bothered to understand love, but John His appearance taught me that love actually exists in me, he made me quit cocaine, made me "human", he made me understand how to care, he made me a fragile human being, and at the same time He made me a hero, he made me understand the taste of tears and heartache, he let me know that loneliness can't protect me, only friends can protect me.

He is my strong and heroic backing, and also the warmest destination in my life. Together, we can fight against the whole world.

On this ordinary Wednesday evening, due to the most mysterious theft I have ever encountered, Lestrade and I spent the whole day hanging out under the bridge full of mud and flies, and I was intent on poking a clump of rotting hair with a tree branch. Smelly weeds, raised his sleeves to cover his nose.

Lestrade held his forehead and shouted "God" behind me, watching me hook a ragged sleeve with a tree branch, and pick up a severed arm full of gnats, I moved the severed arm to his face, Lestrade cringed back, and I said to him under the cover of my sleeve, "Look, Sheriff, it's beautiful."

"What?" He looked at the blackened severed arm with disgust, and repeated my words like a fool, "It's so beautiful?"

I nodded, "There is no second identical blue diamond in the world, is there? If I am short of money, I will patiently chop off his ring finger."

Lestrade came closer to watch, his eyebrows furrowed at the stench, "My God...this is..."

"The family heirloom of the former Brazilian president, I think, can have an answer to the mystery of his disappearance. He didn't elope with his mistress to France 5 years ago as the tabloids reported. He came from the UK. At least the last two Last year, he was in Pakistan and under house arrest. His mistress should be in a sea view hotel in the Caribbean. Do you have any acquaintances there? At this time, maybe she just happens to be watching a bonfire show by the beach."

"Wait, you just go through a broken arm and get these?"

"Obviously, Lestrade, don't lose your eyes, look at his shirt! His cufflinks! There's a watch on his wrist, a scratch on his ring, and a little bit of his nails that haven't been scratched. The bug is gone, you and my brother went to watch the horse race yesterday, the location is a little far away, which means that your eyesight must be very good, let me say, I will not buy the No. 8 horse, you clip the betting ticket on the rearview mirror of the police car Do you want to keep it as a souvenir or to remind you not to bet on horses next time? You have no talent for gambling. My brother must have told you to buy No. 3, but you just bought No. 8. You circled No. 3 with a pencil in the newspaper Obliterated again, that handwriting can tell that you are very angry, I can understand your anger, I agree with your approach, don't keep following him, Mycroft is a nuisance, look at the friendship between me and you for many years , I advise you not to continue to be friends with him, don't rush to explain to me, I'm not interested in why you two dated, you must say that you just ran into him outside the racetrack, trust me, Lestrade, You have been deceived, that old fox will not go to the racetrack if he has nothing to do, you are probably being targeted by his stalker, don't be too busy trembling with fear, let me finish talking about this arm first, you saw his fingernail covered Are there any signs of nutritional deficiencies... Oh, sheriff, this branch is about to break, please keep this unexpected little gift carefully and leave it to you. I believe I will be in the autopsy room with your forensic colleagues later After a cup of coffee, there's more to it."

Lestrade yelled hell, dodged the severed limb I handed over, and called down the forensic officer wandering on the bridge as his scapegoat. I turned and continued to bury my head in the mud to find the footprints I wanted. The complete footprints, the arm has been here for more than 78 hours, the despicable Thames has continued to ebb and flow for 3 days, enough to hide most of the evidence to help the criminals hide.

My phone suddenly vibrated, I took off my leather gloves, took out my phone and swiped it.

The children are asleep! Sherlock!

─John

It was as if I had been shocked by an electric shock at the scene, and I couldn't move for a few seconds. Lestrade called me a few times in doubt, asking me if I had any new discoveries.

I turned to him ecstatically and said, "The kids are asleep! Lestrade!"

"Well... wait a minute, what did you say?"

I pushed him away desperately, and ran up the embankment. I was like an Olympian who climbed over the fence and jumped over the pier. My excited heart was tightening. I felt my brain congested, and my whole body was hot. My palms were sweating uncontrollably, all this happened in just a few seconds, my blood pressure kept rising, and I realized that I might have a nosebleed because of it, but I haven't run out of the embankment yet.