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36Months | 無你三年
Before John wake up, Sherlock had been staying at his bed.
Sometimes he just holded his hands for a whole day.
John did not sleep well so he put his hands upon his forehead using his thumb to stroke his worry lines gently.
He wanted to tell him at the moment he wake up, that it all ended.
But after three days later, when John’s eyelids began to flutter, he ran, like a coward.
However, He knew John’s unawareness of his existence was the only way to keep his safety.
Just a little while——
He told himself, Just a little while——he would be home .