[Twilight] Bright sunshine

It is not the first time that the library has come up, and the collection of millions of books is enough to surprise any student.

I walked slowly towards the bookcases, and the sunlight from the windows was getting brighter and brighter.I have a love-hate relationship with these blobs of light that can hurt my skin, look warm but are insanely hot.

Carefully avoiding the light of the central walkway, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.In fact, I dress like this and with the medicated oil on my body, even if I accidentally stand in the sun for a while, it won't cause any harm, it's just that I overreact psychologically.

"Claire."

I heard the same person's voice again. I really don't know how someone can say another person's name with such a floating, like water flowing in the dark underground, suppressed to a silky feeling.

This kind of voice made me confused and confused for a while. I always felt that this person's voice was too lifeless to be uttered by a human being. This made my skin accidentally appear red pimples.

I turned around, and he was standing at the door, with the sunlight projected from the long window in the middle, like a river of light flowing through the aisle of a Gothic library in cool tones.They are clearly standing in the shadows of each other, but there is a kind of too bright light.

In his hand he held a large bouquet of red tulips, which looked far more elegant and noble than the few pathetic cheap flowers in my hand.

Suddenly, I wasn't sure. This scene was too much like a girl's dream, and it wasn't real.I tried to speak, and asked nah nah: "C?"

I don't think he is any C I imagined. He stood at the door of the library with a posture that could not be ignored. He was wearing a very formal cool gray suit, with a red scarf around his neck, holding a tulip The same red gloves were worn on the hands.This kind of dress is a bit too warm for ordinary people, but he dressed it unexpectedly.

He is young, seems too young.

I think I should take a step forward and ask politely again, but I don't know why my body can't move, and I even have a trembling feeling of wanting to back away.

"Claire, you amaze me, you look... so perfect." He didn't seem afraid of calling the wrong person, probably the two of us were the only ones on the entire university campus who could buy tulips and run around with them.

"Thank you, you too." I always feel that this kind of topic is not what we should talk about, even if it is the opening remark of our first meeting.Forgive my clumsiness, why do I want to retreat again.

He looked at me, his eyes were terribly dark, staring at me with an indescribable concentration.

I was stiff all over for a moment, and that indescribable, slightly obscure trembling feeling reappeared.This made me wonder if the man holding the tulip in front of me is really the second-year middle school uncle who is crazy, exquisite and knowledgeable when he writes letters?

Could it be that he is C's son or nephew?

The face of the man suspected to be C is very white, and under the shadow of the library door, it presents an extreme delicate contrast.Against the dark background of ancient art, his face was as delicate as a mask dyed with a large blank.

C grinned suddenly, and I stared wide-eyed at him coming out of the black shadows, step by step, as quietly as if his steps were floating on clouds, towards me.

With a river of light in the middle, the rhythm of his movements is harmonious and graceful, as if he had just come from the days of angel statues on Gothic high windows.I was dragged by his rhythm for a moment, fascinated by his perfect harmony with the background here.

But I was wondering why those students didn't seem to see him, and they were all studying hard with their heads down.It was as if some light film separated them all, turning the middle into another space-time.

"I didn't expect you to be like this. Mistakes will happen without you noticing. That guy's catchphrase is always right." C lowered his eyelids slightly when he spoke, his black pupils were covered with a There is a thin layer of light, but the chin is habitually lifted up.

The light cast a bright halo around his body, his voice was very smooth, with a child's tinny, but very crisp and comfortable.

No one can deny that this is a very delicate voice, people can't help but want to hear more from him.

But in the next second, I instinctively felt that his tone was actually very tough and indifferent.The speed of uttering words is also very fast, regardless of the feelings of the listeners.

I finally reacted after he walked into the sun.Those brilliant rays of light, like the facets of a diamond reflecting any light, come from C's face.

Under this light, the tulip in his hand was so red, it was like a flame without temperature.

I blinked and began to wonder if I was actually in Fox's house, sleeping in my warm bed, dreaming of meeting fellow C believers.

"You..." glowing?I can't say it at all, such ridiculous excessive words.I'm afraid that there is some disease on my body, causing my pupils to glow when looking at everything.

The student next to him, who was sitting on a chair and leaning towards the aisle, seemed to have just woken up from a big dream.He turned around in a daze and saw C under the sun, who behaved similarly to me, blinked, and then stood up in shock, "Wow, what is this?"

His yelling was like a stone smashing into the water in a quiet place like the library, causing a chain diffusion reaction, and all the students woke up and cried out in surprise. "A person who can shine?"

I finally woke up with hindsight, and what I saw before my eyes was real.The first reaction is C believers, do you also have a rare disease, the skin glistens when standing in the sun, making you look like a disease of God?

Worthy of being a C, even rare diseases are superior to others, resplendent and golden.

No one is lying, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a disease that humans can get, no, this guy doesn't look like a human at all!

"Claire, you have never lost yourself. I came a little late, and I should have come to pick you up long ago." C said in a very calm tone, his lips were thin, his forehead was smooth and beautiful, and a prominent wrinkle suddenly appeared On the top, he whispered: "It's so noisy." The high-pitched and silky voice suddenly increased, increasing the persuasiveness of his violent convincing when he said this.The walking posture is completely different from the expression of leisure, and he doesn't pay attention to the bustle he caused at all.

Yes, you have said more than once in your letters that anyone who dares to shout around you is a disgusting profanity that makes you want to bite.

Blasphemy?Sure enough, the days of being too glamorous and noble have been too long. Who is this guy...?

"I think mistakes can still be corrected, any mistake?" C walked towards me amidst screams, and he opened his hand, holding the tulip in his hand, like blood.

Error, what error, you seem to be an error.

I was dumbfounded and wanted to scream, a glowing UFO floated over.But he looks so beautiful, women have little resistance to shiny gems.

Moreover, his ability to talk to himself is not much worse than that of Karen's group of end-secondary patients.

At least, at least give me time to introduce myself, boy.

He stopped suddenly and gave me a chance to breathe. Only then did I realize that my back was covered in cold sweat, and my body had already had a violent reaction in front of my brain.

"Yo, what have I overlooked? A bunch of damn idiots." C's smiling face remained unchanged, and he looked at me like a beast staring at a grass-eating sheep, with naked warnings inside.

This look firmly nailed me in place. I had a horrible feeling, as if something big would happen if I dared to move. I hoped that this premonition was a miscalculation by my oversensitive nerves.

He had turned back, looking at the rest of the students in the library.A few people had already run to the door of the library, wanting to go out to call for someone, their tone must be mixed with curiosity and astonishment.And those who stayed where they were, those who reacted slowly were still sitting with their books in their hands, and those who reacted quickly took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

C hugged the tulips in his arms. There were too many tulips in that bunch, and several of them had already fallen at his feet. The beautiful and fragrant flowers were fragile.

I saw his teeth bared, gleaming in the sun like the blade of a knife.

I don't know what he is going to do, but before the brain can think of anything, it instinctively wants to protect itself faster.Even if this kind of protection comes for no reason, it is ridiculous.

I heard myself scream, "Run, run."

Just like when I met the Karen family, my first reaction was to run before I thought about anything.And C, gave me a sense of fear similar to the Karen family, no, more than the Karen family.

c When I screamed, he suddenly glared at me angrily, his mood changed so quickly, his smile turned into a sharp low cry like a bird under his teeth. "Claire, they broke the rules."

Your sister's rules, I don't know why the rules are involved when you simply meet a believer, did you forget to take your medicine when you went out with the second illness?