[Twilight] Bright sunshine

As I was hauled into that fancy sports car, I thought about every possible outcome.

Including what Edward said naively licking his teeth just now - cutting up the body, causing a car accident, getting lost, and sucking your blood dry!

Don't you think this is a normal kidnapping case, the normal result?

But none of the imaginary results were like this, although it was so realistically played out before my eyes.

After Carlisle knew my ridiculous answer, he had absolutely no intention of silencing me.He told me to go back after dinner because I seemed so ready to go.

When a vampire family invites you to dinner, you have no idea what a magical experience it is.

They don't have a dining table, and I don't think deeply why they don't.Generally speaking, there should be a formal dining table in the kitchen, and they didn't seem to have any intention of letting me into the kitchen.

I saw the vanished Jasper coming down the huge spiral staircase leading to the second floor, his hands raised above his head, and above his head was a long, extra-thick hardwood table.His movements are so easy that it feels like he's lifting nothing but air. "Alice asked me to bring the study table, do you think it's okay?"

Jasper held the table at a distance from me and asked me, his facial expressions told me that if I said I didn’t like this table, he would carry it back and then go for other things like computer desk or bench .

How can I let them treat me so seriously, even if they give me a tree stump, I will be grateful.

Jasper seemed pleased that I liked his desk, which he placed in the living room near the French windows.It was clean and empty, and you could see the cedar trees outside the window, and the unpredictable clouds over the forest.

Then he stood close to the stairs, looked at me with a smile behind his back, "I'm sorry, but don't get too close to me, I'm not used to this kind of thing yet."

I couldn't help but backed away, I know you're not used to it, so don't look at me with that horrible look at food.

Alice put the food on the table, and Edward brought several chairs from elsewhere and put them beside the table.Esme had changed into a long blue crepe dress, and I didn't dare to think about what had happened to her in the kitchen to change.My guess is that she hasn't cooked for "some time".

They all walked very slowly, trying to give me a space to relax.

But I was nervous, especially when I sat down at the table and picked up the knife and fork.Except for Jasper, who was standing far away, all the people sat next to me, and they gathered around the table as if they were going to have dinner like me.

I stared blankly at a large plate of spaghetti in front of me, stirred in olive oil, and topped with tomato sauce.I gave it a stir with a fork to bring out the rich topping underneath, and the clams were fresh as if they had just been pulled out of the water.

Esme also made some pastries and made a fruit salad.From nowhere, Carlisle pulled out a bottle of wine that looked like it had been out for a long time, and he thought it would be all right if I had a drink.

But... I swallowed the noodles with some difficulty, faced several pairs of expectant eyes, and finally nodded, "It's delicious, thank you."

But there's only one serving, and I'm the only one eating it.

I felt like I was going to have indigestion and was more concerned about whether I would squirt things back up under stress.

Esme was obviously very happy with my approval of her cooking skills, she smiled softly, "Eat more, there are more in the kitchen. It's been a long time, I almost forgot how to use a spoon when I entered the kitchen just now."

Carlisle looked at his delighted wife, took her hand, and they gave each other an affectionate look.

"Do you want to eat something?" I swallowed, and asked out of politeness, it's not good for me to eat alone.

As soon as I finished speaking, there was silence around the table, as if I had said something unappetizing.

"Oh, no."

They frowned almost at the same time and said in disgusted tones.

Suddenly, I couldn't eat anymore.

"I bought them all." Angel Rosalie's face showed a ferocious expression like a devil, as if I was sorry for her sacrifice if I didn't eat it.

I quickly forked a mouthful of noodles and stuffed them into my mouth, never thinking of wasting food again.

"And are you sure to send her back like this, and then we move?" Rosalie said coldly, leaning back against the chair with her arms crossed in front of her chest, as hot and gorgeous as a flower.Angry so that all her vivid charms are unscrupulously revealed, she looks at me like a queen whipping a servant's arrogance.

"This matter is still under discussion, Rosalie." Carlisle replied ambiguously.

"But what if they..." Rosalie swallowed them down like spaghetti on my plate.After some difficulty, he continued to say: "If you know that we released a person who knows our identity, and the consequences are discovered, you will all understand."

I bit my food, trying to move my eyes around.Seeing their expressions about to fight, I felt that I should try to persuade them, after all, it was a matter of my own.

"Maybe things aren't that bad, at least they're not as desperate as they seem?" Edward was firmly on Carlisle's side, and he wasn't led away by Rosalie's anger at all.

"We don't need to move, Claire won't say anything, and she knows it's not her fault." Alice put her hands together and clapped her palms crisply, she was very sure of her words.

I listened for a long time before I discovered the symptoms of the problem, and immediately made a statement. "Don't worry, I won't say anything, and it's useless if I say it, no one will believe me."

Edward already knew what I was going to say, he twitched the corners of his mouth understandingly, wanting to laugh but didn't know that this occasion was inappropriate.

I waved my fork and explained quickly, "When I was a child, I liked watching supernatural movies and books. They were full of non-existent creatures and ghosts, which scared away many of my peers. They all thought I was I'm a weirdo. What are vampires? They think I'm a devil who crawled out of hell on Halloween. Anyway, no one will believe what I said, let alone they are all superstitious about science, which is not within the scope of science. No one believes things anymore. As long as you are harmless to the people here, I can hide everything for you. If you move because you are worried about my leaking, there is no need, I don’t have the habit of talking in my sleep.”

"You can eat those things on your plate before talking." Rosalie looked at the tomato juice splashed by me on the table with a gloomy face. She has a cleanliness, she must have a cleanliness.

I quickly withdrew my hand, bowed my head in embarrassment and stuffed the noodles silently.

"We can choose to believe, don't we?" Carlisle looked at his children tenderly, his smile more beautiful than anyone's, calming down all the tension. "It's not that difficult. Claire is a kind child. She doesn't threaten us. Instead, we scare her."

I was choked and reached out to beat my chest, this comment made me too shy.I'm more used to silent praise from others behind my back, and I don't know how to deal with it when I say it so openly.

"That's the end of the matter, we don't have to move. And we have to leave as soon as we move in, which is even more eye-catching." Carlisle controlled the rhythm of the audience, and he alone decided the result.

No matter what he thought in his heart, no one refuted his words.

In a harmonious atmosphere, I ate desperately.In fact, as long as I ignore several pairs of eyes studying me, the pasta and fruit salad taste pretty good.

I thought of Charlie's tragic cooking skills, as well as my own Chinese dishes that I couldn't get out of my hands, and then I looked at the delicious dishes in front of me, which were really good.

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...Look up, what's wrong with my talent for naming? Is it really okay to be so straightforward?

Bow your head, this last click... Could it be that there are really many overlords?