When John woke up, he had a severe headache and felt nauseous. A few pictures and words flashed through his mind, but he was struck by dizziness.John slapped his head vigorously with both palms, and then he barely regained consciousness, and was able to stand up and pour himself a glass of water.

He drank the water in one gulp, and at the corner of his eyes, he saw a post-it note, which was next to the pillow.John put down the glass, walked over to pick it up, and frowned.

This is what he wrote?John wondered.

The door opened suddenly, and Sherlock walked in, holding a glass of water and a few pills in his hand: "John, I heard you walking downstairs, I brought you some medicine, take it."

John was still staring at the post-it, and his brain hurt even more.He looked up at Sherlock, smiled gratefully, took the water and medicine and took it.

Sherlock took the post-it note, held it up and looked at it: "Your."

John replied: "Of course, I still have a stack on the bedside table, you must have noticed. I also wrote the words, I have ink on my fingertips, and the pen is still not covered on the bed. But what did I write?"

John frowned again, tiptoed to take back the post-it note, carefully deciphering the unusual abstract handwriting on it.

Standing behind John, Sherlock was silent for a moment, and said, "My name, Sherlock."

"I know your name..." John laughed, but Sherlock caught his attention by pointing at the post-it.

John suddenly realized: "Sherlock kicked me!"

Sherlock Mer.

John turned around and pointed to the post-it note for Sherlock: "Look, 'Sherlock kickme'!"

Sherlock turned around and left: "I have a case, I'll give you five minutes."

The author has something to say: Sherlock kissed me: Sherlockkissme.

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