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36Months | 無你三年
他仰起腦袋，熱毛巾隨即覆在下巴上，約翰站在他背後，他的頭蹭著約翰軟 軟的腹部。
約翰為他塗上剃鬚膏，右手固定著歇洛克的下巴，左手嫺熟的操縱著剃鬚刀 順著鬍鬚紋理慢慢刮下，直至那熟悉的下頜重新被描繪出來。
As soon as he raised his head, a warm towel landed on his chin.
John helped spread some shaving cream on his face.
He used his right hand to grab the man’s chin and his deft left hand to control the blade and cleared all of the stubble on his face until he could see the familiar contour of the other man’s jaw again.
在歇洛克站起來的時候他給了那高個子一個擁抱：這是他們擁有過的最近的距離，約翰的鼻子里充滿歇洛克的味道，淺淺的汗 味混著風和陽光。
When Sherlock stood up, he gave the taller man a huge hug——This was the closest distance between them ever. Sherlock’s smell which blended sunshine and wind and a hint of smell of his sweat overwhelmed John.
他深吸了一口氣：“歡迎回來，我的朋友。”
He took a deep breath and said, ‘Welcome back, my friend.’
