Fiery vitality burst out from Sherlock's calm exterior, and his limbs trembled with excitement.He closed the phone, pushed open the door, and announced to John, who was sulking in the armchair, "I'm getting married."

John was surprised, he frowned: "who?"

Sherlock sat down on the black sofa and repeated, "I'm getting married."

"No...who are you marrying?" John frowned even more.

Sherlock leaned back on the sofa, "Someone you know."

John looked at Sherlock: "Lies."

"No, John, I won't lie to you."

"Ha, who lied to me that he died?"

Facing John's aggressive gaze, Sherlock lowered his eyes: "I... the case needs it. As I said, only if you believe that I am dead, they will believe that I am dead, and I can have..." John looked puzzled. Moved, his gaze still compelling, Sherlock raised his hands in surrender: "I'm sorry. But not this time, I'm getting married, and I hope you can be my thebestman."

After Sherlock finished speaking earnestly, John was at a loss for what to do: "Are you really going to get married? How could you get married? Well, that's not what I meant, I mean..."

"John, my wedding, would you like to be my thebestman?"

John choked, and various emotions flashed in his heart, and finally it was Sherlock at his and Mary's wedding.He straightened his back and said, "Yes."

"You can say it completely." Sherlock's eyes lit up, "Doyoumindbemy***?"

"What?" Sherlock said so quickly that John missed the end.

"John, what matters is your answer." Sherlock waved his hand impatiently, urging John to answer.

John hesitated for a moment: "Yes, ldo?"

"Splendid! What are we having for lunch? Dumplings?"

John was dumbfounded. He watched Sherlock pull out the takeaway list and asked hurriedly, "Who?"

Sherlock held the phone and smiled: "You will know."

"But you should tell me when?"

Sherlock calmly called for the takeaway, and replied to John: "No rush, the time hasn't been set yet."

"You always have something to tell me, right? Like what do I need to do? And..."

John was still in shock, and he needed some specific details to give him a sense of reality, but Sherlock stopped his series of questions: "You will know." Said, hopped on one leg to his bedroom and locked the door.

John was startled when he heard the lock snap, Sherlock never locked it.He licked his lips, turned around in front of the door, and finally decided to knock on the door to have a look.

As soon as he raised his hand, Sherlock opened the door and said to him: "By the way, John, I will live broadcast with you this afternoon."

The door closed again, and John touched his nose with deep doubts in his eyes.

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