Captain John Watson, a member of the 5th Northumberland Fusiliers, served in Afghanistan for three years, served as a medic in Kandahar and Helmand, served on the battlefield, suffered gunshot wounds, and in peacetime, such a resume is thrilling and honorable.

However, this was all before he retired.

After being wounded and retiring, John Watson's title became that of a former military doctor, who, like many veterans, suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder, lived in a small hotel with a subsidy, and had to see a psychiatrist regularly, living an ordinary life.

However, this was before he shared a house with Sherlock Holmes.

After sharing a house with Sherlock Holmes, John Watson's title is still a former military doctor, and now he has to add the world's only assistant / nanny / errand boy who consults detectives and so on.

His hobby is blogging, and since he became roommates with a consulting detective, John no longer has to worry about running out of material. It's no boast to say that his blog is still very popular, and I heard that Scotland Yard is all subscribed.

John pondered, as if he had forgotten something, and at this moment the phone rang, John took it and looked at it, the corners of his mouth twitched, how could he forget this. Sherlock's Great Demon King, the basic equipment is a three-piece suit, a black umbrella, a small black car, and a smirk that the world changes color for, and is also known as the "British Government" of McCroft Holmes.

"Sherlock, your brother called me!"

Perhaps there is also an information relay between the British government and the consulting detective in the title, and for God's sake, he doesn't want it at all!

"Delete it." The consulting detective curled up in the couch, wrapped in his dark blue dressing gown, replied in a bored tone.

"I want to, too." John muttered, and hurriedly connected after the bell rang again, he didn't even notice it, and his attitude was unconsciously a little scared at the moment of connection.

"Oh, John, didn't bother you, did you?" The microphone came the silky British voice of the British government, as well as the silky official attitude of the British government, John couldn't help but shrink his head: "No, do you have something?" ”

Mycroft asked slowly, "How is my brother?" ”

"Sherlock, he's like that, there's no case today, you know." John replied that he would have liked to have a case, but today he didn't know what was going on, the world was so peaceful, and even Lestrade didn't make a call.

The British government on the other end of the line elongated the tone: "Oh, I'm so sorry about that. ”

John was stern with suspicions.

McCroft chuckled, "Can I trouble you to ask him to answer the phone?" ”

As soon as John turned his head, Sherlock, who was still curled up on the couch to study the mysteries of the ceiling, was gone, and he held the microphone and shouted twice, Sherlock's voice came from the bedroom: "Greet me about the fat man's diet." ”

John let go of the microphone and said decisively to Mycroft on the other end, "Uh, Sherlock is not convenient to answer the phone right now, is there anything wrong with you?" I can tell him. ”

"Really?" Mycroft said lightly, and John suddenly felt an itch in his ears, and he swallowed: "Yes, he's a little busy. ”

Fortunately, Mycroft didn't continue to ask Sherlock what he was up to, and he sighed slightly, as if sorry, "That's a pity, goodbye, John." ”

John hung up the phone confused, what do you mean?

John felt as if he had said it, and after another hour, not only did there be no phone calls from Scotland Yard, but there was no new news even on the website, Sherlock was bored to death, and John was about to go crazy, and he was tossed crazy by Sherlock, who was bored to death. Sherlock walked around the living room barefoot in irritation, and after a while he walked to the window, opened the curtains and looked out: "Look outside, John, silence, silence, serenity, how-"

John waited for a long time before Sherlock could hear the next word, and he looked up from the couch where he used to sit, "What's wrong?" ”

Sherlock closed the curtain and said expressionlessly, "Nothing." He lifted the curtain again and glanced out, then pulled the curtain hatefully, shook the curtain, and went back to the bedroom in a huff.

Ask the former military doctor how he can see that the consulting detective is puffed up, for God's sake, almost every step he takes feels like he is going to stomp through the floor, okay? What happened?

John also went to the window curiously to take a look, an Asian lady in a red coat was standing downstairs, it seemed that she looked up inadvertently and met John's eyes, she smiled at John, John subconsciously smiled, this is definitely a polite gesture. Oh, the other party went to ring the doorbell.

When he heard the sound of going upstairs, John raised his voice and shouted to Sherlock's bedroom, "Sherlock, we have a client coming to the door." ”

The sonorous voice of the consulting detective came out: "I'm busy. ”

Hearing this, John glanced at the crumbling walls, huh? Busy punching holes in the walls?

Sherlock's voice came out clearly again: "I said I'm busy, very busy!" ”

"I didn't say anything." John muttered, and at this time, the beautiful young Asian lady happened to step in, and when he heard this, he paused, and John hurriedly said, "Do you have something to entrust?" Please come on in. ”

"You must be Dr. Watson, I'm Erin, it's nice to meet you." Erin smiled and held out her hand to John, her black and white eyes looking him up and down.

"Yes, I am." John was about to shake Erin's outstretched hand, but he pulled out his other hand halfway, grabbed the other lady's hand first, and shook it up and down a few times, "Believe me, I'm glad to see you, Miss Ai, very happy!" ”

John: "?? "Sherlock, is this going to be hairy? Wouldn't it be to start a state of quick deduction and scare the client away by the way? John just turned his head and wanted to whisper to remind Sherlock to pay attention, but he glanced at Sherlock and was almost blinded: it was less than two minutes, and the consulting detective, who was a little sloppy in a blue nightgown, changed into a guest outfit, a sophisticated suit, a shirt that outlined his muscles, the leather shoes on his feet were shiny, and with the deliberately magnified smile on his face, in short, it was very shiny!

What's wrong?

Suddenly, the consulting detective spoke: "Shutit! ”

John, who often received the word, whispered a warning to him: "Sherlock! ”

“What？ Oh, it's time to change your habit of judging people by their looks -- and if you knew what the lady from China in front of you had done, you wouldn't have an unwarranted affection for her. When Sherlock said this, he stared at the lady, holding the hand as if he had forgotten to let go.

John: "?? He couldn't help but look again at the client who was suspected of having done something heinous, but saw that the other man smiled, and smiled brightly, and said, "So this is a special way of expressing how you think my appearance is aesthetically pleasing, Mr. Holmes?" Then I have to say, thank you for the compliment. ”

"No!" Sherlock squeezed out the negative words, let go of the other person's hand by the way, sat down on the single sofa, put his hands on the armrests, crossed his legs, and then gave orders to the former military doctor who was still entangled: "John, what are you still doing, we have a client to come to the door, isn't it?" ”

"Oh, oh." John competently took out his notepad and pen, ready to jot down the key words proposed by the client, and when he took them and sat down on the chair next to the desk, he heard his roommate, the only consulting detective in the world, compliment him in a slightly pompous tone: "Oh, John, you did a great job, you can do the same in the future." ”

John twitched the corners of his mouth: "It's like I'm doing this for the first time today, I've done it before, okay?" ”

"Really? It doesn't matter. Sherlock didn't turn his head to face John at all, he kept facing Erin, who was sitting on the couch where his client used to sit, and smiled Sherlock's smirk, "Now, Miss Ai, you can say that you have commissioned." His gaze swept over Erin's bare calves, frowning imperceptibly, and returned to her face, scrutinizing the client with his bright, perceptive eyes.

John was particularly familiar with this kind of gaze, and then his roommate would say something that would leave his client dumbfounded.

In fact, Sherlock spoke only with a short sentence: "You came by plane." ”

"Yes, a thirteen-hour flight." Erin took in the changes in Sherlock's expression, but she didn't mean to explain much to him, and her words changed abruptly, "Mr. Watson, you see, I came to England from China and made a special trip to 221B Baker Street, just because I wanted to entrust you and Mr. Holmes, and it is priceless to me. ”

John was actually a little confused, but Sherlock didn't speak, and the client asked him again, so he opened his mouth in a good way: "Uh, I don't know what you want to entrust us?" "What priceless? Could it be what kind of smuggling? Why didn't Sherlock perform a lot of it, which made him very nervous now, and he couldn't tell whether this client was good or bad.

Erin cupped her cheeks and withdrew her gaze at John, and said with a smile, "Don't be nervous, John, you don't mind if I call you that, do you?" ”

John nodded subconsciously, not seeing his roommate's face darken.

"I can assure you that there isn't anything crime-related involved, I just want you to help me get my boyfriend back, S." After Erin finished speaking, Sherlock snorted heavily: "With all due respect, Miss Ai, you and your boyfriend, S, have been separated for six months, during which you have not sent him a single text message, made a single phone call, and not a word. John, as an ordinary person, you say, in this case, this kind of relationship between them in the popular sense of society, can the man be unilaterally dissolved by the woman by default? ”

Before the former military doctor could digest it, he was stunned by his roommate's long sentence, and he translated the following for himself as an ordinary person: "The woman has not heard from her for six months, has the man been unilaterally broken up?" John replied, "Yes." After realizing that the client was also looking at him, he hesitated and said, "Uh, maybe Miss Ai was embarrassed to talk directly to that Mr. S, so she chose such a tactful way?" ”

"He doesn't have the surname S, you can call him Mr. H." Erin corrected by staring at Sherlock.

John silently complained in his heart, is it necessary to be so mysterious? The former medic didn't even think about anything else - for example, the name of his roommate Sherlock Holmes matched, and the various text messages ending in SH on his phone failed to alert the former med - he thought that Sherlock probably wouldn't be interested in this commission, but the fact was completely opposite, the consulting detective was quite interested in this commission that sounded like a penny, he put his hands in front of his lips in a tower, leaned forward and approached the client: "You don't seem to think so?" ”

There is a question mark on John's head, what about the above sentence? But the client had already accosted: "Of course not, like I just said, S is priceless to me." ”

Sherlock lowered his hand and leaned back in his chair: "I'm skeptical. It was accompanied by a soft grunt, full of irony.

When John saw that his client lowered his eyes and seemed very sad, he called his roommate's name warningly, reminding him not to go too far.

Sherlock pretended to be a little more restrained, "And how do you explain the six months of no news, Miss Ai?" ”

"Mr. Holmes, there is a saying in our China, "If you don't see each other for a day, you don't see each other for three autumns", which is to describe the longing between lovers, and it is very suitable for me. Erin looked up at Mr. Holmes, and to be honest, she didn't expect that she had been in Silent Hill for a total of sixteen hours, and when she came back her father would tell her that she had been gone for six months, and that the difference in the speed of time between the two worlds had caused this difference.

Sherlock, who had a deep grasp of Chinese, understood the meaning of Irene's words in the next moment, and he frowned: "How is this possible?" ”

"Anything is possible, Sherlock, like I linked to John's blog at my house. Wonderfully written, John. The second half of the sentence was addressed to John, who was full of question marks, and John replied with a confused "Oh, thank you", and listened to the client say to his roommate, "I thought McCroft was going to sue you about this, oh, of course he would, but you didn't read the text he sent you, and he called John's phone, right?" ”

"That fat man!" Sherlock gritted his teeth and cursed his brother, and his expressionless face was restored, staring at Erin, his girlfriend, who had not been heard from in six months, and raised his chin: "Yan, we still have a lot of questions to talk about!" ”

Erin finally stretched out her hand that she had been keeping in the pocket of her coat, and there was a paper rose in her palm, and the red paper rose looked very beautiful in the white palm. She handed the paper rose in Sherlock's direction, "Here you go." ”

Sherlock is very reserved, he just won't take it!

John: "??? "Wait, did someone fast-forward? How did the plot develop to send roses for love? "Wait, Sherlock, what the hell is going on?!"

"John, the first time we met, I felt the need for me to introduce myself again," Erin paused as she spoke, and she also had the intention of giving the paper rose that Sherlock rejected as a meeting gift to John, of course, she was cut off by the stinky consulting detective halfway, and Erin introduced herself, "I'm Sherlock Holmes's girlfriend, Lynn Eyrene, just call me Erin." ”

Sherlock didn't seem too reluctant to admit it, and he added a definite phrase: "Girlfriend in the pending zone." ”

Erin didn't accept it, she pretended to be stupid and said, "I don't understand what you're saying." ”

Sherlock pouted: "So now it's been reduced to a normal goldfish?" ”

Erin raised her eyebrows at her boyfriend and sneered: "If you have to think so, then who took a full five minutes to figure out that I came by plane?" ”

Sherlock corrected: "Four and a half points." ”

Erin smiled innocently, "Rounded." ”

Dr. Watson, a former military doctor, slapped the table on the battlefield: "For God's sake!!" Don't talk yet! He looked at Erin, his eyes widening, "So you're really Sherlock's girlfriend?" Oh my God, I always thought it was a fictional character that people used to retaliate against Sherlock, you know, so you're real! Wait, so S, Mr. H, and priceless are all talking about Sherlock? SH――”

Before John's emotion could be finished, he was interrupted by his roommate SH: "John, why are you still here?" Shouldn't you go on a date with that person? ”

"Mannie, Sherlock." Erin reminds her boyfriend who doesn't remember anyone's name.

John was dumbfounded: "How are you?" ”

"The business card pressed under your computer, John, has half a lip print on it, and you will find it in the light, obviously she has a crush on you, and she will definitely agree if you ask her out." Erin explained, answering John's next question before he opened his mouth: "Apparently that's your computer, Sherlock's in his bedroom, are there any other questions?" ”

John looked at Erin, and then subconsciously turned his head to look at his roommate, and for some reason he felt very heavy inside, double the heaviness, he felt that he really should leave and go outside to breathe the air that ordinary people breathe. He licked his lips, he got up and took his coat, and the business card, which was said to have half a lip print, and said dryly, "You must talk slowly!" ”

His roommate, Sherlock Holmes, was back on the couch at some point, and his legendary girlfriend took off her red coat and hung it on the hook as she said to him, "It's a pleasure to meet you, John." ”

"Uh, me too, see you later." John didn't go downstairs immediately when he went out, but leaned against the wall outside the door for a while, as if he really needed more time to digest what had just happened.

Through the crack in the door, Erin walked towards her boyfriend who was lying on the couch, she reached out and stroked her boyfriend's shoulder on the side of the sofa, the detective twisted and moved his shoulder away, he was still very reasonable: "Don't you understand the meaning of the pending area?" ”

Erin chuckled and said, "I miss you too, Sherlock. ”

What a cunning love story! Sherlock probably won't admit it, right?

Sure enough, Sherlock turned to face his girlfriend and snorted, "What stupid are you talking about?" ”

"My dear S, your eyes are so beautiful, sometimes they are full of stars, sometimes they hang rainbows." She also used the aria, and John suddenly remembered that she had said that S was her priceless treasure or something, and so on, was the previous commission the love between their couple? John shuddered at the conjecture, please, is it necessary to make it so dramatic?

In the living room, Erin leaned down to her boyfriend, and the distance between their lips grew closer and closer, so close that when she said, "I want to kiss you," the breath that came out of her breath was blown into Sherlock's mouth, "Of course I can continue to talk to you and—" Of course, Comrade Ai knew that John hadn't come downstairs, and so did Sherlock. Before Comrade Xiao Ai finished speaking, the consulting detective shouted out the door: "John, are you asleep on the stairs?" ”

John: "...... Uh, I'm tying my shoes, I'm done! You guys...... You go on. So saying, John moved his legs and quickly went downstairs, and when he got downstairs, John thought that he would probably have to spend the night at Mannie's house. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but think of all the jokes that Sherlock had made about Sherlock being an older virgin, uh, just in case he would come back tomorrow.

For God's sake, Sherlock really has a girlfriend!

John couldn't help but sigh as he closed the door.

Upstairs in the living room, Erin didn't turn around until she had heard a steady stream of voices stop, and their hands were tangled at some point. Erin sat on the edge of the sofa, leaning down next to Sherlock, stroking her boyfriend's curly hair with the other hand, her eyes were glued, and the distance between her lips became less and less, and just when she was about to touch it, Comrade Xiao Ai suddenly spoke: "Hmm, as the girlfriend in the pending area, can I do this kind of thing with you?" ”

"Irene!" Sherlock glared at his girlfriend viciously, taking the initiative to reduce the distance between his lips, and when the lips touched, both of them groaned uncontrollably, they missed each other so much.

The kissing position was a bit difficult, and Sherlock stood up from the couch and wrapped his free hand around his girlfriend's waist to bring her weight closer to her, and in the meantime, their lips seemed to be glued together.

"I miss you." At the end of the kiss, Sherlock and his girlfriend, who had finally returned, pressed his forehead against his forehead, and he finally stopped being so stubborn to admit that he missed her, and finally, as if venting his anger, Sherlock gnawed at his girlfriend's forehead, leaving a clear tooth mark. Hmph, cover a poke, save and get lost again.