[Twilight] Bright sunshine

Moving back to Forks is a decision that all the family members agree on. It was originally scheduled to start in August, but Alice seems to have seen some things that even I find confusing.She suggested that if we leave early, we can meet very interesting things.

The funny things in her mouth often lead to big troubles.

In May we said goodbye to Tanya's family and Alaska, and officially set off for Washington State.Carlisle had contacted Fox Hospital first, and I'm pretty sure that hospital must be looking forward to his arrival.

Before Esme arrived, she was already imitating in her mind how to tidy up her new home. It was a three-story old house with a history of at least 80 years.She planned to break through all the walls on the first floor, replace all the outer walls facing the sun with floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and paint all the walls in bright white.

If you've been in a humid, rainy environment, and are careful to avoid sunlight wherever humans are present, you know what a bright, light-filled house without any human presence means to us.

From the moment I got off the plane in Port Angel, it began to rain heavily.I heard Alice call me clearly in my heart, I just moved my eyeballs without any reaction.

It will rain all the time this month.Alice told me directly with her brain.

She is more reliable than any satellite in terms of weather forecasting. If she wants, she can even tell the weather in Fox ten years later.

Because the climate is not human, it will change its mind all the time.

The first time I heard the name Claire was the day before we entered school.

Jasper, Emmett and the others decided to go hunting once before entering school to ensure the needs within two weeks.And I went to the school first and handed in our materials and various applications.

The school knew that we were coming two weeks in advance, and I was on the way, and the thoughts of those students going to school were like a raging Pacific tsunami. Hundreds of voices were about the Karen family moving to Forks, and about their The various speculations of this group of freshmen.

It's still too small here, so every little thing sparks an enthusiastic response.

For Carlisle, though, Forks is a fond place in his memory, and he remembers a lot of the care he received in the town 70 years ago.

It's a pity that the people who took care of him died. Carlisle said that this is a sad regret, but for me this is the mercy of time to human beings.

They all have souls. Although some people's souls are filthy, most of them are good souls with basic human morality.

After arriving here, Carlisle deliberately contacted the local Quilut tribe by phone, who are Indians living in the La Push Reserve.I remember that when I first came here, Alice and Jasper hadn't joined us yet.The local Quilut people welcomed us more warmly than anyone in Fox Town. They transformed into huge mammals and appeared in the Olympic Forest as the protectors of human beings.

He opened his mouth wide and showed his teeth, wanting to drive us all out of the country.Although they only transform into three people, sometimes their courage is enough to support them to fight us bloody.

This group of dogs, this is what Rosalie said.I still remember her disgusted expression towards those wolf dogs until she felt like vomiting.

Human beings are undoubtedly in need of protection, they are simply too fragile for us.Carlisle agrees with the concept of the werewolf-like local aborigines, and he is obviously very willing to live next to this group of guys who are watching.

And a lot of the time I was willing to support Carlisle, my father.

When we came back again, the alpha werewolf Black who signed the peace treaty with us had already died, and no one in the latest generation could transform.

This is really good news, not everyone can have Carlisle's endurance.

Alice obviously liked Forks, she liked the place even before she came.And to me, it was clear that this place was no different than any other place where I could repeat school.

It was raining and there was no light.

Going to school, going to school, going to school, for someone who has to set aside a suitcase for his graduation cap every time he moves, this is a nightmare worse than having his neck bitten off by a werewolf.

For this place where the river is full of Pacific atmosphere and the forest is so green that people feel hairy, I am really less excited.

Coming out of the school office, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.This action was very useful when we were humans, but for us, oxygen is no longer necessary. Apart from expressing an exaggerated helplessness, the action of taking a deep breath or exhaling heavily has no effect on relaxing the mind and body.

Principal Green and his counselor, Mrs. Kopp, were overly enthusiastic. The principal expressed that he was very happy that the old school could admit so many new students at once. If he knew what kind of dangerous person came in, he might go home and cry to his wife. I hear he loves his other half very much from the bottom of his heart.

And Mrs. Cope, forget it, I shouldn't worry that she will rush to pursue me impulsively, although her thoughts were so strong just now.

Opening up the umbrella, I walked out of the school building. The faint light shone through the heavy rain, reflecting a colorful spectrum in my eyes. I knew that this was a scene that humans could not see.

I can see too many tiny things, dust everywhere, pens in the dark, pixels on photos, makeup particles on women’s faces, and lice in blankets.

There are some things that you have to watch even if you don’t want to. I’m glad I don’t have a serious cleanliness disorder. You must know that neither humans nor us can wipe out the dust.

There's a searing heat in the back of my throat, and I haven't eaten in two or three weeks, and a cougar or a grizzly bear would be good recipes for me.If you really can't hold back, the Fox Forest is full of black-tailed elk, which is also a good choice.

The premise is that my family and I are best to avoid the forest on the [-]st Highway. After all, Carlisle still attaches great importance to the contract with the Quileutes.

As for the humans who come and go around me all the time, I can ignore them, which isn't easy, but not so bad that I want to roll.

Occasionally, when I am too horny, I always blame myself for having too good hearing.Warm body movements, the sound of blood will jubilate in the blood vessels along with these movements.You don't look, you hold your breath, but you can't put your hands over your ears, that's so compelling.

When I was about to walk to the parking lot, amidst the noise of speculation and gossip about the Karen family, a cheerful melody of acoustic guitar suddenly came out.

Jumping and smooth, like rain falling from the sky.

The guitar strings trembled under the fingers of the musicians, as if they were about to fly, hesitating to speak, and pouring out suddenly in the dark and noisy world.

Like the faint light that only I can see, there is a silvery radiance in these melodies.

It's not who's playing the guitar, I stop, the music stops me.

I love all things beautiful, no doubt about it.

I didn't even have time to find out whose voice it was, yes, I'm sure it was a voice from the depths of a person's heart.

He...she began to hum along with the melody that jumped from the bottom of her heart. This song is very strange to me. The simple ballad is in the rhythm of the guitar, which makes people want to shake their heads.

Ordinary people can't do this, they can hum a song in their hearts, but they can't make a single note without mistakes, even the accompaniment music can be simulated by their own hearts.

Unless he is a musician, or he is so familiar with and loves that song that he can accurately count every tadpole on the score.