[Comprehensive wear] You will get used to it

A week later, building 221B on Baker Street was restored to its original state, Sherlock and the others quickly moved back, but Yang Yi did not go back with them.Sherlock doesn't have worldly views of right and wrong, so he won't think there's anything wrong with Yang Yi being a killer, and he might even think that Yang Yi suits his taste.But John and Mrs. Hudson are different. They are ordinary people with normal psychology. They know that killers are not a good profession. On the contrary, this profession is very terrible. After all, killers can never change the fact that they kill people.

Now what Yang Yi killed was a father and son who had done countless harms and almost killed them, so John and Mrs. Hudson didn't feel that what he did was wrong, but they would soon realize that no matter how many wrong things Taylor and his son did , Yang Yi also has no right to kill them casually, when the time comes, their eyes on him will definitely not be as kind as they are now.

Although Yang Yi didn't care much about the attitudes of John and Mrs. Hudson, he didn't want to face this kind of thing, so it was best to move out early, anyway, it wasn't his favorite place to live.

Yang Yi read the information of several real estate trading centers, and finally bought a big villa in the outskirts of London. Because it has been renovated, Yang Yi moved in with his bag.

Although this villa is close to the suburbs, it is actually quite lively nearby.If it was not necessary before, Yang Yi probably would not choose this kind of place as his long-term residence. He usually chooses to live in the quiet countryside, but now he wants to have fun in the city.

This morning Yang Yi was lying in the yard basking in the sun, and suddenly thought of the encounter with Fairy Jing Huan in the World of Red Mansions. He used to always feel that his life was very long. Realizing that the so-called seventies were actually not as long as he thought.

If the limited life is likened to a straight line, Yang Yi's lifeline may have been only tens of meters long, but this distance has been divided into dozens of sections, and each meter represents his life in each year. They appear very short in rice.Now Yang Yi's life has been stretched to hundreds of meters, and every tens of meters represents the life of each life. They look very long in the lifeline that has not been stretched before, but they are placed in the current lifeline. In the drawn lifeline, they are actually still very short, so in the blink of an eye, the long life is coming to an end.

Yang Yi had a hunch that he really didn't have much time left, it took him too many lifetimes to mend his soul.But even if he dies now, there is no regret for him at all. If he thinks about it carefully, he has already started to get tired of his current life, and he is constantly changing every time. It was the original him again, probably not even a trace of him.Sometimes when he thinks of his original appearance, he will feel that it is like a dream, and he will even feel that those memories are actually false.

And after so many vicissitudes of life, Yang Yi's heart is no longer fresh. No matter how powerful the heart he has now, it can't change the young body that contains an old wrinkled soul. fact.He seems to be unable to bear the pain of losing his lover several times, he knows that they did not forgive him, each of them gave him everything, but as time goes by, he can't help but start to feel resentment towards his lovers emotions, because the result of each life is that they leave him and never come to him again.They closed their eyes and let go of everything they had while they were alive, but he was the only one left standing on the other side of time to feel the pain.

Yang Yi felt that he was about to have had enough, maybe even if his life was far from coming to an end, one day he would solve it by himself.

Sherlock has always remembered Liu Yu's birthday, and he bought a birthday gift a few days ago. It was an oil painting that symbolized love. In Sherlock's view, the painting was messy, but it was a good sign. Sherlock still spent almost all of his savings to buy it without hesitation.

John heard Sherlock said that he wanted to celebrate Yang Yi's birthday, so he suggested that he buy a beautiful birthday cake and a bottle of red wine while bringing gifts, and go to find Yang Yi when lunch or dinner time is approaching, so that Sherlock can You can stay openly and have a meal to exchange feelings.Sherlock felt that this idea was quite good, so he pushed back the case in hand today and started preparations early in the morning.He deliberately made a new hairstyle, changed into a new suit, and then ran to Yang Yi's villa excitedly.

Sherlock wanted to give Yang Yi a surprise, but when he finally opened the courtyard door and walked into the courtyard, he found that Yang Yi was sitting alone and weeping silently.Sherlock quickly put down the things in his hands, walked over and squatted on the edge of the recliner, stretched out his fingers to wipe the tears on Yang Yi's face, and asked with concern: "Liu, what's wrong with you, why are you crying?"

"Sherlock, why are you here?" Yang Yi didn't even feel that he was shedding tears thinking about the past, it was only when Sherlock touched his face that he felt his face was icy cold. "Am I crying?"

Sherlock took out a handkerchief and wiped away the tears on Yang Yi's face, and said, "Yes, why are you crying?"

"I'm just a little sad, Sherlock, why are you here?" Yang Yi sat up and rubbed his face and asked, not wanting to say why he was crying.

Sherlock actually doesn't know how to comfort someone he likes. Yang Yi changed the topic and he didn't ask any more questions. He pointed to the things on the table and said, "Today is your birthday, I gave you something Here comes the gift, did you forget?"

"I really forgot." Yang Yi said, he really didn't pay much attention to Liu Yu's birthday, after all, it wasn't his real birthday to him, and it didn't have much meaning.

"Then it seems that I came here right this time. I bought you a birthday present and a birthday cake." Sherlock said, and walked over to open the cake box.

"Beautiful cake, thank you Sherlock."

Sherlock smiled and said, "Actually, this is John's attention. I just thought of buying you a birthday present. I hope you will like it."

It's really nice to have someone to talk to with you when you feel lonely, Yang Yi thought about it and said with a smile: "Sherlock, what gift did you buy?"

"A painting." Sherlock handed the painting on the table to Yang Yi and said.

Yang Yi unwrapped the wrapping paper with a hint of anticipation. When the picture was drawn, a pair of swans were sleeping opposite each other on the lake reflected by the setting sun. The orange-red setting sun reflected faintly on the snow-white feathers. Pink, their heads touch each other, and their long necks outline the shape of a heart. The whole picture looks simply beautiful.

"Whose painting is this?"

Sherlock smiled dryly, and said: "I went to the museum and asked them to buy an antique painting. Those people seemed to recommend this painting to me. I thought it was meaningful and bought it. As for who the artist is, it doesn't matter!"

"The meaning?" Yang Yi glanced at Sherlock, carried the painting into the living room, and hung it in the most prominent place in the living room.

Seeing Yang Yi's actions, Sherlock immediately said excitedly: "You hang it up, does that mean you accept my pursuit?"

"Sherlock, as I said, the prerequisite is that you have to make yourself less annoying."

"I know, I know, I'm working hard, and you will see the results soon." Sherlock said, the last time John knew from Yang Yi that Sherlock still had a good chance, so he had a good talk with Sherlock about life , After talking for more than two hours, Sherlock finally agreed to change his behavior pattern. Although there is no effect yet, it is a good thing that Sherlock is willing to change.

"Then let's wait until we see the effect." Yang Yi said, he was happy to see Sherlock's unbelievable expression, probably he himself knew that it would be a long way to go if he wanted to change the terrible impression of him from the police officers in Scotland Yard. one thing.

Sherlock wanted to discuss conditions with Yang Yi, at least to shorten the time limit, when the doorbell rang as soon as he opened his mouth.Only then did Yang Yi remember that he seemed to have closed the courtyard door, "Sherlock, how did you get in."

"Just enter the correct password." Sherlock shrugged and said, the process of decoding the password at the door just now was really interesting, and this was the first time he had solved such a rare password.

The person outside the door was sent by Moriarty to give Yang Yi a gift. There was still a large handful of forget-me-nots and a small box. Yang Yi didn't want it, so he said, "Please take me, thank you Moriah Mr. Tee's kindness, I will accept the flowers, and there is no need for gifts."

"Mr. Liu, I can't decide this. If you don't like these gifts, you can return them to Mr. yourself." The servant who came to deliver the things was startled, and ran away in a hurry after speaking, probably because he was afraid that Yang Yi would really It's not easy for him to go back without receiving gifts.

It is impossible to return the things that everyone ran away, and it is even more impossible for Yang Yi to return them to Moriarty himself.But if you take it, you will take it, anyway, he won't suffer, Yang Yi thought and put the things on the table in the yard, went into the house by himself to get the knife and fork to prepare lunch, and then ate the cake brought by Sherlock.

Sherlock was a little unhappy when he heard that the person was sent by Moriarty at first, but he couldn't hide his complacent expression when he saw the gift from Moriarty.After contacting Yang Yi, Sherlock found that most of the information he found was wrong. Sherlock was already changing himself according to Yang Yi's preferences. Obviously Moriarty was too confident to notice this, even though he Probably looking for opportunities to monitor Yang Yi every day.

After Moriarty's men left, Sherlock looked at the things Moriarty sent with disdain, snorted coldly and muttered, "Haha, I'm sure I'll win this time."

"Sherlock, what are you talking about?" Yang Yi asked.

"It's nothing, let's eat the cake!" Sherlock said, picked up the bundle of forget-me-nots and threw it into the trash can.

Sherlock didn't hide his small actions. Yang Yi naturally saw it, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He handed the plate in his hand to Sherlock and said, "I'm too lazy to cook today, so let's take the cake for lunch, shall we?"

"As long as you like." Sherlock said with a smile.