230. Watson's Diary
My name is John Watson, I was in my early thirties when I met Sherlock in 2010, and I've been messing with this damn bastard for decades since, and to be honest, I've always wondered how Lestrade had managed to stand Sherlock as a bastard before. Is it really raised as a child?
Before 2010, in addition to the occasional thought of my sister Harry, I would also think of a man whose appearance was blurred, I remember that the man's name was John Tolan, tall and thin, and he spoke very nicely, like Sherlock, and I used to think that Sherlock was that person.
John Tolan has changed me a lot, and I want to find him at least to say thank you, or to invite him for a drink, but I didn't promise him this answer. It's just that I've been away from London for so long and haven't had any connections, and I'm like I'm looking for a needle in a haystack, but I guess I'm a needle, at least Sherlock got caught up and became a roommate.
Life at 221B Baker Street is actually quite good, the landlady is very cute, sometimes she likes to be duplicitous and treats them like children, but the annoying thing is Sherlock, the messy room and the things scattered here and there make me smack my tongue. But I ended up staying with Sherlock.
At first, Sherlock gave me an image that didn't have much to do with naivety, at first Sherlock just made my eyes shine, and then I drew a strong stroke in my heart, and naivety was probably related to when he and Greg quarreled at home, and then when Greg asked me to help take care of Sherlock, at that time I thought that Sherlock Holmes was also a baby in front of his relatives, and he had a little envy.
Greg Lestrade is also a very special kind of being, I like his children very much, the little Les Ladles look like little angels, and at that time I thought it would be nice if my children could be so good-looking. However, these little angels became little devils in Sherlock's mouth, and he reminded me more than once to watch out for their pranks.
Child......
I actually envy families with small children, and if one day I have a wife and children, I hope that my children can live together peacefully, and by the way, they can make friends with the Lestrade family, so that they will not be alone. But that's probably what I thought after I just came back from the battlefield, and when I found out that I was uncontrollably in love with someone, the word "child" probably left me.
I've worked on a lot of cases with Sherlock, and each one of them is very interesting and dangerous, and Sherlock is sometimes hard to manage, and I must admit it, and Greg later said that I was an accomplice, and that Sherlock was messing around with him. Seriously, I don't want to see anything other than a smile on Sherlock's face.
Love, sometimes I wonder if I fell in love with Sherlock at first sight, otherwise how would I think of him from time to time, how would so many ex-girlfriends think that Sherlock and I are a couple, I want to list this as an unsolved mystery. I wasn't surprised when I found out I liked Sherlock, maybe it was meant to be?
However, this fate came too late, and Sherlock ...... "died".
I received psychotherapy for Hannibal Lecter, the fifth child of the Greg family, well, it turns out that he is the psychiatrist I liked before, Dr. W, and this world is so fucking small! Hannibal is a good conversationalist, he never mentions Sherlock's name on his own initiative, but where does it come from to feel sad when he sees that name?
I moved out of Baker Street because sometimes I hallucinated when I stayed where he used to be, as if the person had never left me.
So I chose to leave, but temporarily, of course.
During the time Sherlock's "death" I heard from Hannibal, such as John Tony's name was actually Sherlock Holmes, and it was good that the person he was looking for after going around was by his side.
That's probably the biggest lie that man ever deceived, I thought at the time. And when Sherlock came back from the dead, I realized that the previous one was nothing, and the new hatred and old hatred gave Sherlock a hard beating, although Sherlock's taekwondo and so on are very powerful, but he is not as good as me, a veteran who came down from the battlefield.
I swear I'm going to make that guy realize his damn mistake!
By the way, in the two years that Sherlock lost news, I met a girl, a girl I really liked, and if Sherlock hadn't come back, I would have been married to her and had a lot of children. It's just that Sherlock is back, and the two of us have parted peacefully from the two little beasts that lick each other's fur.
What do you lose by falling in love with Sherlock? I think the first thing is children, I like children before, but after I broke up with Mary peacefully, I thought about it, in fact, I already identified Sherlock, didn't I? I would never have imagined it if my children had nothing to do with Sherlock.
So I guess I fell into a trap that was all Sherlock.
Sherlock actually envied Mycroft and Greg getting married, and I thought he was really married to his job, but I also envied Greg and Mycroft, whose story could be told for a few years according to Sherlock. It's not the love you love, but it's more passionate than all love.
I was inexplicably really envious, so the final result of envy was that in 2018, Sherlock proposed to me.
I was about 42 years old that year, and half a century had passed, and I didn't say yes to Sherlock's request, after all, the relationship between the two of us was already known to passers-by.
The little Reistriders are very accomplished, and I've always been amazed at the composition of their family, and the little Reistriders who are inherently different from each other can fascinate a group of people every time they let out. It's just that little Lestrade doesn't care about this, they find their partner, and enjoy what it means to be in love with them.
Every little Lestrade is very promising, and by the way they also told me that if they could, they could be my and Sherlock's children, I shook my head, Sherlock and I don't need to be taken care of, and I didn't expect Sherlock to be such a person in my life, I like children should have Sherlock's hair, my eyebrows, Sherlock's eyes, my nose and Sherlock's mouth.
That must be a sweet little guy, that's what I thought.
I'm in love with Sherlock, I'm sure, though we had a fight today.
The nagging is over, if Sherlock can't see me, I'm going to make trouble again, and this nagging diary should be read when Sherlock and I are old, because we can't fight at that time, and it's safest.
Finally, I love you Sherlock Holmes.