"John, you don't seem to be very happy?"

The fiancée's gentle comfort finally made Watson's depressed mood a little better. He hugged Mary, kissed her on the smooth forehead, shook his head and said, "No, it's nothing, I'm just wondering if there's anything else I haven't noticed." ”

"My sweetheart, this wedding is perfect enough, I don't want to break you too much."

"I'd love to do that."

Watson hugged his future wife and said sweet and greasy love words, and his head still recalled the picture just now.

Because the wedding date had been set, his first thought was to tell his only best friend in person, and hurried over, but Sherlock didn't seem to be in a good mood, and didn't even want to let him in.

"Uh...... It's me...... Did you do something wrong? Watson asked cautiously, considering his words.

"You didn't do anything wrong," Sherlock repeated in a blank voice, looking at him blankly, "you're good, very good. ”

“……”

Watson was stunned for a moment, though he didn't know what was going on, the only thing he was sure of was that he had definitely provoked Sherlock. Well, most likely it should be Sherlock thinking about the case, but he was affected by his mood.

Feeling that he had found the truth, he cleared his throat and continued, "Sorry to bother you so late, but I have one thing I have to say to my face. ”

"John, the advent of the telephone makes sense. I don't think there's anything important enough to be said by looking at the other person, but of course, if you have a problem with your ability to speak, that's inevitable. ”

“……”

Sherlock rarely has a moment of such gunpowder in his language, and most of the time it is just irony. Watson hesitated for a moment, then cautiously said, "What the hell are you ...... What's wrong? ”

"So you're spending so much time caring about my situation? Ha, what a sweet friend. ”

Watson said that he regretted coming here so impulsively, and that he was in a worse position than desperately trying to wake up a sleeping Sherlock, and worst of all, he had no idea what was going on......

"That's right, Mary and I are going to get married on the third of next month, so—though I know you don't like this very much, but as a good friend of mine, I cordially invite you to our wedding."

"Wedding?" Sherlock frowned in anticipation, "John, you have to think about it carefully, first of all, women are not reliable, and you have to consider the consequences of marriage; Secondly, the wedding is this kind of announcement of your sex. Why do legal ceremonies still invite others with all their hype? Shouldn't it be a little hidden? ”

Watson: "...... QAQ”

He pondered for a moment and said, "Regarding your question, I would like to say that I really like Mary, and I think she is the most perfect woman who can accompany me for the rest of my life, and I will love her the same no matter what the consequences." I wanted to have a wedding for our union, and that's because I wanted everyone to feel the joy, including you, Sherlock, and I wanted you to be able to find your soul mate. ”

Sherlock was silent for a few seconds: "Childish thoughts. ”

"So-"

"A friendly suggestion to invite someone to your wedding, is it better to wear a suit with the invitation?"

Watson glanced at his coat in embarrassment, scratched his head, and said, "I'm in too much of a hurry...... I'm sorry. ”

Sherlock expressed regret for having been with a foolish guy for quite some time.

He propped up the door with one hand: "I'll go to the wedding." ”

"It's so good......"

Before Watson could finish his excited words, the door slammed shut, almost hitting him on the nose.

“……”

This bastard has been getting more and more wayward lately! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Just as he was about to leave, the door opened again, and Sherlock looked at him with a rare look in his eyes that did not carry any sarcasm.

He said, "John, happy newlywed. ”

Watson was stunned for a moment, his heart suddenly warmed, and he couldn't help but show a gentle smile. Just as he was about to say something, Watson suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a ...... around Sherlock's neck Red marks?

He asked with a puzzled look, "Where is your neck......?"

"Good night."

"Smack!"

The door was slammed shut again vigorously.

Watson: "......"

Well, take a deep breath, take a deep breath - he should calm down.

On the other side of the door, Song Yiqiao had already arranged her clothes when she heard their conversation, and she leaned against the wall of the bedroom door with some embarrassment, poked her fingers and said, "I'm sorry to hear your conversation...... But the point I want to ask is, do you think women are unreliable? ”

Sherlock paused, looking at her beautiful face, "That's what I think. ”

"When you say that, things get a little weird."

The ambiguity just now disappeared, Song Yiqiao walked in front of him, his lips were hooked but there was no temperature, and a pair of black eyes stared at Sherlock without blinking: "If you think that women are unreliable, can I interpret the behavior just now as-one, you made the mistakes that men are prone to make, but you can't control your lower body; Second, we are just playing with each other, and there is no relationship between us; Three, you don't think about my feelings at all, so when you talk to Watson about it, you don't care if I can hear it, and you don't even bother to hide it. ”

"Am I right? And, Mr. Holmes, what do you think is inconsistent with the above three? ”

Her expression was vivid when she was angry, and her face was flushed with annoyance, and Sherlock was rarely startled.

"One, I've always been confident in my control, and this is the first time; Second, I have never considered our relationship to be frivolous, neither sex, nor vanity, nor momentary pleasure, nor seems to me to be within the scope of intercourse; Three," Sherlock stared at her, silent for a few seconds, and then continued to speak, "...... I'm sorry for what I just said, but I have to admit that human uncertainty is not divided by gender, it's a prejudice. ”

“……”

With his words, Song Yiqiao's eyes suddenly became bright, and the curvature of her lips became larger and larger, and then she made a move that Sherlock did not expect.

She stood on tiptoe, hooked Sherlock's shoulders, and leaned up to kiss him on the lips. The soft and rosy lips like flower petals were attached to him, as if the temperature that was so warm that it was about to melt was also passed on, and it was simply lips against lips to express a happy mood.

Sherlock's body stiffened, and he subconsciously wrapped his arms around her soft waist and deepened the kiss.

The temperature of his body gradually rose, his breath was a little unstable, and the atmosphere that had been disturbed just now became restless again. Sherlock hugged Song Yiqiao and lay down on the couch, holding her tightly as she unbuttoned her shirt and the hot kiss gradually moved in a new direction.

The bodies of the two were entangled, and it seemed that everything was so natural.

"Jingle bell—"

"Ignore it." His voice was hoarse.

"Jingle bell—"

“……”

Song Yiqiao blushed and stopped his movements: "Wait, answer the phone, there must be something important when you call so late." ”

Sherlock had never been in a worse mood than he was at this moment.

He stroked the ends of his curly hair irritably, and got up from Song Yiqiao, not forgetting to cover her fair skin that was exposed. At this time, he could guess who the other party was and what the content was, and because of this, Sherlock was even more irritable.

It seems that the beautiful time is coming to an end for the time being.

"Mycrof," he picked up, his tone unaccumulated, "if it weren't for the fall of London, please don't call this number again after dinner." ”

Mycroft on the other end of the phone smiled: "It seems that Miss Song has returned safely." ”

"So?"

"I'm just going to say a few words. Hubert's side is making a big fuss, his death has caused the entire network to collapse, Ferro is now a mess, and the people who were threatened are also starting to find a way to bring it down, presumably there is no time to picket some unbelievable truths. They don't want a cause, they want an effect. ”

"Her identity is partially faked, and she won't be revealed."

"That guy named Jack has been transferred to the London Police Station."

"And the question of identity?"

"Everything is ready, wait for tomorrow morning."

"Okay."

"Sherlock," McCroft said meaningfully, "don't forget what I said last time, don't get on the bus and pay the fare later. ”

"Nosy."

He hung up directly.

"How? Is everything taken care of? Song Yiqiao calmed down and leaned on the back of the sofa to ask him.

"Hmm."

"Thank you so much," Song Yiqiao looked guilty, "Although I don't say it, I know that it must be a very complicated relationship." ”

"Hubert's behavior is too much, someone has long wanted to clean up his forces, this time is just an opportunity, even if this doesn't happen, he won't live for too long, he knows it in his heart."

"No wonder ......"

She muttered to herself, "At the time, it seemed that his desire to survive. The hope is not so strong. ”

Sherlock saw the look of her recollection, and suddenly changed the subject with a blank face: "Prepare your return tomorrow." ”

"Regression? What the? You don't seem to have said that? ”

"We'll know tomorrow morning."