Sherlock's Girlfriend[Zhongyingmei]

Ten percent of the equity does not sound like much, but when she and Xiruier have the same equity at present, if he transfers [-]% of the equity to her, then even if the benefits she brought to Kailin are not as good as that of Xiruier , With absolute equity, she will also be recognized by most people, and Cyril will have no chance to stand up.

This approach is somewhat unpredictable.

Ai Miye simply finished signing, "Anything else?"

Xi Ruier shook his head, moved his fingers slightly, and saw Ai Mi Ye turned and left without the slightest hesitation.

When she was sitting on the plane, she looked at the cloud outside the window, the white and pure cloud. For some reason, she had some bad premonition. This premonition is usually when she was involved in a murder case before, and she was about to see her own body. The feeling when her companion was tortured and killed was terrible, and she would not want to experience it a second time, but she had been experiencing this feeling for the past ten years, until she met Sherlock, this feeling disappeared.

Sitting next to her was a blonde girl, a very beautiful girl without makeup.

"Hi, my name is Nina." The blond girl greeted her first, with a bright smile on her face, and she seemed to be an easy-going girl.

Ai Mi Ye smiled and nodded, "Ai Mi Ye."

Nina took out a piece of cardboard from her backpack, folded it into a heart and handed it to her, "Actually, I'm a little nervous. This is my first time flying."

Ai Miye has taken many planes, and she can't remember the first time she took the plane, but changing the subject will relieve her a little pressure, "Don't worry, it will be very safe, is this your first time going to England? ?”

"Yes, actually I went to see my boyfriend. I love him very much. This time I plan to settle down in England." Speaking of boyfriend, shyness flashed in her eyes, but she still smiled cheerfully.

"True love comes first." As if infected by her joy, Ai Miye also slowly ignored the uneasiness in her heart, "Bless you all."

Nina's eyes are beautiful brown, and she looks like a child when she bends her eyes and smiles, "Actually, I didn't like my boyfriend at all at first. I can find 1 flaws in him."

"He is very naive, he has no sense of responsibility at all, and he is stingy." She couldn't help laughing again, "Quickly ask me how I have developed to the present."

Listening to her words, Ai Miye asked, "How did you develop to the present?"

Seeing that she really asked, Nina was even happier, "Once he insisted on taking me home, I didn't want him to follow me, so I deliberately chose a very remote path, unexpectedly I met two people who were dealing drugs. man."

Speaking of this, the smile on her face was not so strong, but a little guilty, "You know, the men who make this kind of deal are not good men. They rushed up and pressed my shoulders, trying to tear my clothes."

"My boyfriend was like crazy at the time. He rushed over and got into a mess with them. I called the police and the police later caught them."

"At that time, I felt that my boyfriend was willing to fight for me and such a dangerous drug dealer, and I could accept his little shortcomings."

She likes to laugh, especially when talking about her boyfriend, her eyes seem to be shining brightly.

Ai Miye was slightly absent-minded, remembering that she was bitten by a poisonous snake on the plane before she was imprisoned on the third floor of the basement.

He opened the olive oil, took a sip in his mouth, then grabbed her arm and began to suck the blood.

Even if oil is used to isolate toxins, the chances of oral mucosa being infected by toxins are still high.

But he didn't hesitate, he said he would avoid risks, but he didn't do it.

Risk and her life, he chose the latter.

Ai Miye lowered her eyes, and the defense line in her heart began to shake.

London, 221B Baker Street.

She didn’t see Sherlock when she got home. Thinking about the Moriarty case before, Sherlock’s location is not so hard to guess, it’s no more than the laboratory and the police station. She decided to go to the laboratory first. See, so go out and hail a taxi.

As soon as she got out of the car, she received a call from Sherlock.

"Sherlock?" she said as they walked.

"Ai Mi Ye."

His voice was low and hoarse, something was wrong.

She frowned slightly, and walked quickly to the laboratory, "Sherlock? What happened?"

"Turn around and walk back, I'll be right there." He ordered, looking down from the tall building, he saw Ai Mi Ye's thin figure stopped by the side of the road.

She has always been very delicate, and her physical fitness has been very poor since she was born. When he first met her, he reasoned with her on the first case. Before he reached the scene of the crime, Ai Miye's physical strength showed abnormal It's worse than ordinary people, so now when he walks with her, he will always feel her pulse, and check her physical condition through her heart rate.

Ai Mi Ye followed his request, turned around and walked back, and when she looked up, she saw Sherlock standing on a tall building.

That position is for people who want to commit suicide.

Ai Miye frowned, "What are you doing? Testing? Don't do this."

"I can't come down, so that's all we can talk about."

Sherlock stood on it, and the wind rolled up his clothes, giving people the illusion that they would fall off at any moment.

The premonition she had on the plane came back, and she realized that her fingers were shaking, and she tried to calm down, "What's wrong?"

"I want to apologize." He paused, "I saved you before because of Kailin's equity."

"What?" Of course she didn't believe such a clumsy lie.

"Before you came to Baker Street, Cyril contacted me, asked me to be by your side, and gained your trust so that you would not be so alert to Cyril at first."

Ai Miye looked at him, trying to see his expression clearly, but such a distance made it impossible for her to do so, "Why do you say that?"

She hated cheating, because Cyril and Jessica, the people she had been closest to, spun a huge web for her.

The curly-haired man looked sideways slightly, his eyes were moist, and he said hoarsely, "I lied to you."

"I am not what you see. I believe you have noticed my brother Mycroft's achievements in politics. He is so good that I have no place to play in politics. The only thing that makes me visible to the world is economics. , and I am a genius, I need an audience, I am unwilling to be forgotten by the world, and I am unwilling to be buried in Baker Street."

Ai Miye looked at his figure on the tall building, and that bad premonition came up again, she couldn't see the date of Sherlock's death, "Don't say it, Sherlock."

She didn't believe what he said, and retorted almost subconsciously, "When I was bitten by a poisonous snake on the plane, you saved me..."

Sherlock pursed his lips and interrupted her, "No one can save you."

Ai Miye was slightly stunned, and when she spoke again, her voice was dry, "You can."

Hearing her words, the corners of Sherlock's lips curled slightly, but his eyes were so moist that tears would fall in the next second.

He was silent for a while, taking a few seconds to adjust his tone.

"It was Cyril who saved you. He injected you with anti-venom."

He continued, "The reason why I sucked the poisoned blood for you was just to gain your trust. Remember that kiss? It was a trick."

"Stop, Sherlock, stop talking." She bit her lower lip, looking pitiful and helpless, like an abandoned kitten.

"Look at me carefully." When he said this, his voice trembled imperceptibly.

"Can you do this for me? Please."

Tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, Sherlock looked at her, trying his best to remember her.

"what's up?"

"This call." He paused. "It's my last words."

"People do that, don't they?"

"Goodbye, Ai Mi Ye."

His voice seemed to be blown away by the wind, she shook her head, "Don't do this."

"Don't do this." I will hate you.

As if he had made up his mind, he threw the phone aside, and the last sound he heard before jumping off the tall building was Ai Miye calling his name.

She stood there in a daze, watching Sherlock jump down from above.

The sounds in my ears seemed to have disappeared, and the colors I could see in my eyes gradually faded, turning into black and white.

She found that her eyes were a little blurry, and she reached out to touch it, only to find that her face was wet.

Flowers bloom and wither, spring goes and autumn comes, she seems to have seen time fly by.

But in just a few seconds, she seemed to have aged decades.

Her vision suddenly turned to the dusty road, and she realized that she had been knocked down.

She slowly got up from the ground, her body was covered with gray stains, and ran towards Sherlock staggeringly.

From her position to Sherlock's position, it's only a few dozen meters, but it seems to be several kilometers away, and it's impossible to finish.

It was only a little closer, and what caught my eyes was overwhelming blood red.

Can humans have so much blood?

She couldn't get any closer, someone was pushing her, not letting her get any closer.

She frowned and looked up at the person blocking her, only to find that the other person just opened his mouth but didn't speak.

After a while, she realized that maybe it wasn't that the other party didn't speak, but that she couldn't hear.

The other party suddenly opened his mouth wide and moved away. She lowered her head in a strange way, saw the cold air on her fingertips, and saw a large area of ​​ice on the ground.

Through this gap, she came to Sherlock's side, and stretched out her hand carefully, just like he used to feel for her pulse, gently catching his pulse.

She suddenly heard a crisp sound, as if there was something cracking.

The eyes turned into a vast expanse of snow white.