[Twilight] Bright sunshine

The water and hair blocked my face and gave me a kind of relaxation beyond urgency.

My eyes must have been wide open, the cold temperature gave me a chance to wake up, my body was too tired, so tired that even fear was slack.My voice was weak and tired, with a vibrato in my throat, and I said, "C."

I found that Edward they were all wrong.

It wasn't the vampire police at all, it was...

"Claire, I'm glad to see you again." The black hood was ripped off, the golden hair shone with a cold luster under the hue of the moonlight, and the half-length shoulders were combed back meticulously.This looks like an old and heavy hairstyle, simple and clean without any frizz.

I looked at him blankly, as if seeing his face for the first time.

The memory of the library quickly broke through the fortress of taboo, and the heroic attack of waves hitting the rocks rolled up in my brain.

My sense of smell reconnected with the cold and fresh smell of him, and I thought of the river of light passing through the arched window, the day I first saw him standing in the shadows, his face gradually approaching with the steps Light and obvious.First there are a few strands of golden hair, entangled with the sun.Then there is the side face that is too bright, that kind of paleness is telling you that this kind of color on a person is like the inconceivable feeling that you have never seen the sun in your life.

I think I finally remembered C's face, but it was blurry again.Facing his reappearing appearance now, I don't know what to do. I want to say hello, or say long time no see like him, Mr. Vampire.

"Claire? Why are you hanging out with those wild wanderers? Don't you know that they can tear you to pieces at any time?" His lips were very red. So exquisite and terrifying.The words of condemnation that came out were fast and commanding, which did not match his beautiful and smooth voice at all.

Wild wanderer?I was dazed and didn't know how to react.The pace of the vampire world was so eerie and fast that I couldn't keep up.

"I can't believe that Carlisle made such a mistake. He actually exposed his own existence and let humans know his identity." C frowned, and the lines of his beautiful eyes were squeezed by a violent madness, like It is the flame that burns.

His name of Carlisle was disrespectful, without a trace of peer respect, more like calling some despised country bumpkin.

"You too, you are also a vampire." I couldn't help but want to pull my hand back. His palm was big, cold, and without any popularity, like a shackle made of Antarctic ice, which made me uncomfortable.

The mind went blank for a moment, and when his approach reached the limit of his body's warning, the fear suddenly and abruptly stopped, completely shutting down without warning.

Now I can only retort instinctively, trying to struggle to get rid of these inexplicable shackles.Not only the Karen family, but this vampire in front of him also violated the law, their vampire law.

"It's different, Claire. There are loopholes in the law. I know you can't be human forever, but Carlisle Cullen doesn't know that. That's the difference. He broke the law and he must accept punishment." C's pretty face Under the hazy moonlight, it gives people a sense of trance and unreality.He slowly curled the corners of his mouth, and the irritability on his brow eased away.It seemed that he was very happy to catch Carlisle's crime, and his smile gave people a kind of schadenfreude beauty.

This kind of beauty is similar to Rosalie, but even more neurotic than Rosalie.

I suspect again that the vampire in front of me has a history of mental illness.And now, he's getting worse.

Moreover, how uncertain my voice was, without any confidence, that trembling tail followed me all the time. "I'm human and always will be."

I don't even know why I follow the rhythm of his words. I think what I should think about now is to run quickly instead of discussing human beings with a murderer.This is not the meeting when I was writing a letter, any topic is a literary and artistic bubble, just blow it over.

"Shut up, Claire, didn't that hypocritical guy in Carlisle tell you that if you don't want to die, you can only change. This is a must, and no one can easily offend it." C's smiling face turned to anger at almost one tenth In seconds, changing emotions without any preparation is simply a stunt.

I was overwhelmed by his cold and quick commanding tone, he didn't even speak out loud, he just varied his speech rate to achieve this effect.He was more eager and unreasonable to allow any different opinions to appear.I finally saw his eyes clearly under the moonlight, they were as red as blood, and a thin layer of white mist shrouded the pupils, as if this kind of red could swallow any light.

Compared with the warm pudding yellow of the Karen family, this color has an aggressiveness that makes people retreat three feet.

He frowned fiercely, and grabbed my wrist with such force that I was about to shatter my fracture.The expression of excessive patience obviously appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the pursed lips became more red, and he stared at me firmly.

Like a drowning man looking at redemption, it's a creepy focus madness.

He gritted his teeth, whispering softly and sharply between the white teeth: "Blue, white, gold, tan. Tan, gold, white, blue, red...color."

He repeated it repeatedly, desperately suppressing it.

When I reacted, I realized that he was reading the color on my body.Brown eyes, blond hair, white T-shirt, blue jeans, red... I moved my numb left foot back, and the stone-knocked wound opened and blood flowed wantonly .

Inhumans resisting the lure of blood are like resisting their own genetic imperatives.My breathing slowed down, and I stretched my feet back hard, touching the water behind me, the stinging pain was like a sharp blade, and as I soaked the wound in the water, I felt like a knife cut my flesh.

I can bear this kind of pain, and I can maintain a calm appearance without making any sound.The blood flowed faster and was washed away by the current.In this way, at least with the reduction of blood, the non-human in front of him can return to normal sanity.He is so irritable, his tone is so quick, and his nerves are so nonsensical, it must have something to do with my wounds.

Anything that can increase the chance of escape must be picked up. I don't want to be bitten. The pain of being thrown into a solar storm is not something I can bear.

A distorted expression appeared on his stiff face, and fierce struggles rushed up his eyes like a storm.

I tried to pull my hand back, as cautiously as if I were facing a mad dog.His fingers have relaxed a lot, and there is a gap for me to break free.I looked at his face seriously, the way he looked at me.

The illusion of the forest spread by the moonlight gradually faded, and the darkness returned.The rainwater floated in the air and fell silently to the ground.

The never-ending rain on the west side of the Olympic Mountains, rainy nights in the Fox, westerly winds from the Pacific.I get ease every late night.

We stood in the rain, so peaceful that it seemed to freeze.He is enduring and I am trying to escape.

Bit by bit, the strength is so gentle that you can't feel that kind of movement.I calmed down and held my breath, forcing all the terrible follow-up imaginations into my heart, and just looked at him like this.

Just when my hand finally pulled away and just touched his cold fingertips, he moved, so fast that I thought I had never escaped, and he held my hand again.Then there was the black and heavy hooded coat with gold trim, and the velvet cloth immediately wrapped me up.

His clothes, like his dark heart, made me shiver with cold.I kept silent. In fact, during the sad lunch time at school, I once discussed with Edward and the others how to escape when encountering such creatures like you.

"Escape? I can turn your head off in less than a second." Rosalie said without mercy.

"Even if it's something as biological as me, I can completely subdue him. Humans... can't fight back." Jasper stared at me, stared at me.

Calling a creature like you a thing, are you sure it's okay?The generosity of vampires in calling themselves is really, really amazing.

"You have to make sure you don't have a wound first. The smell of blood will drive them crazy. Vegetarians may have more self-control, but that's a relative term. Try not to let the other person know that you already know that he is a vampire, because then he Will directly sentence you to death, even if he doesn't need food. In the end, humans are like us... people." The pause on the word "herringbone" was so weird that Edward quickly crucified the answer in despair. "It's impossible for a human to escape that speed, not even a world record-breaking person like Maurice or Donovan."

I cast a desperate look on Alice, and the prophecy genie happily slips a sliced ​​apple onto my plate.

Since I had dinner at their house, I ate lunch alone while the others watched.They pretended to eat but they fed me at the speed of a magician.No wonder they are so cheerfully obliged to huddle with me in a dark corner to grow mushrooms, what a delightful surprise to have free trash cans.

"You won't be killed by a vampire, Claire, you have to trust me."

What an unconvincing answer, are you sure this is prophecy and not poor consolation?

The above discussion can be summed up in one sentence, buddy, if you meet someone, just stand still and be your prey obediently, you are doomed, at least you can die better if you don’t struggle.

But the Karen family forgot to say another thing, that is, vampires still have the advantage of suppressing ordinary people.That biological weakness can paralyze you with terror as long as the other party is trying to keep you from running away.

The Cullens have never done anything oppressive to me.But C is different. He stepped out of the shadow step by step, as if trekking out of the darkest polar region, which can make you feel cowardly and hopeless.

He used the overcoat that grew out of my ankles as a sack, surrounded me and hugged me.Inside his coat was a black suit, neat and clean without any mess. Walking in this wet and messy forest, this kind of cleanliness was incredible.

The muscles in the arms under the suit are strong and cold, and I can feel that he is still in a hysterical agitation.

Seeing that he was used to Carlisle's calmness, he was not affected by the smell of blood.Seeing that he was used to the calmness of the Karen family's children, even Jasper could barely maintain a superficial indifference.When I come into contact with a guy like C who has red eyes, endures the blood from my wound like it took a century, and is still in pain, I really feel that the danger is imminent.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the whole world was immersed in complete darkness.Bushes, forests, grasslands, towering peaks, and barren coasts all welcome the ultimate tranquility outside the rain.

I couldn't breathe under the weight of the rain, but I didn't want to put my head on his chest.The relationship between predator and prey, I am now all too aware of the insurmountable gap between them.

He turned his head quickly as if aware of it, and two black figures walked out of the coniferous forest against the heavy rain. They were one tall and one short, with half of their faces covered by hoods.

"Kels." The short man spoke out, his voice was very calm, with a frozen sweetness.The waxy and soft voice and the indifferent tone combined into a unique auditory impression.

The rain slid down from her deep velvet coat, and she continued to speak in a flat and hollow way, "Heidi's plane has landed, and the master said that if you are interested, you can pay a good visit to the Karen family before going back, his dear Good friend Carlisle."

C—— Caius' eyes are like rubies plucked from a whole block of ore, and the rain has wet his blond hair, sticking to his smooth and pale chin.He didn't look at the girl who was talking, but frowned, and the corners of his mouth were drawn into a tight straight line.

He's still enduring, a century, or forever.

The person with the girl's voice raised his head, and the face under the hood was as beautiful as an angel, with cold red eyes and plump lips like flowers.She is indifferent to the heavy darkness, just like a girl born at the junction of night and day, the sanctity of half light and the indifference of half shadow are so obvious in her body.

"Do you need my help, Caius?" She finally seemed to see clearly the creature that was so weak that it was about to die in Caius' arms.

I shrank into a ball, my body was entangled by my clothes, but I was still very cold. The icy temperature on C's body tortured me all the time.

If I don't die and see the sun tomorrow, I will definitely catch a cold.

"No need." Caius gritted his teeth and spoke more coldly than her. "As for Carlisle, heh." The sneer was really sinister.

He softened his voice, and said with a half-smile as if he was trying to tease someone: "He doesn't welcome us, maybe Ah Luo would prefer me to take his head back."

I tightened my fingers, and before I had time to stop my overreaching behavior, my rain-haired face turned up, and I pinched his arm very hard, like pinching a stone, I really wanted to give this guy's arm to him. Twist it down.

Murderer, murderer, murderer, murderer, murderer, murderer, you've been struck by lightning.

He gave me a sideways glance, that kind of madness was about to come out, j□j surged in his red eyes, as if he was going to eat me.

I froze and lowered my head very politely. The first thing that flashed in my mind was Charlie's face and his gun.

It's like a non-human live version of a murder plot, with cold wind, cold rain and ghosts.And I am a meat ticket, the more I listen to it, the more I have a terrible premonition that I will not be able to survive.

"Sweet taste." The tall man in a dark gray coat suddenly whispered. He has a long and thin body, short dark brown hair, and a pale and thin face that flashes ferociously in the rain.

Blood and water had seeped out of the black clothes, falling to the wet ground bit by bit with the moisture.This is not a raincoat that simply traps liquids.I have no feeling in my left foot at all, which is not normal, but I am sure that my foot cannot be disabled, the bone is not broken, it is just bleeding too much.

Caius looked at him coldly, neither angry nor impulsive, his chin was slightly raised, and his scrutiny was extremely harsh.

This is the condemnation of those at the top looking at those at the bottom.

The girl is indifferent, she seems to be independent of all the chaotic and tense scenes.The red eyes are deep and deep, and the transparent rainwater rolls down from her eyelids, bringing a shimmering richness.

"I'm sorry." The tall man immediately realized his mistake, and he bent his left hand behind him, like a habitual movement due to nervousness.

"Dmitri, the Volturi guards shouldn't have acted so impolitely, you should strengthen your training." The girl taught him instead of Caius, which seemed normal to her.

Dmitry lowered his eyes, and he had completely taken his eyes off me.

"Let's go." Caius said, holding my footsteps and flashing out like floating.The two of them followed, galloping through the rain-filled forest.

This kind of speed must be over the speed limit on Fox Avenue.

I was having trouble breathing and could hardly see the drift of the course.I wonder what happened to Edward and Alice.

But this group of guys didn't seem to be the kind of people who like to show off. No one talked about what happened to the children of the Karen family.

Edward is the main character and Alice is a popular character, so nothing can happen to them.I tried desperately to convince myself that yes, they would be fine.And, C... is the vampire cop?

I was dizzy and shook off the conjecture of this nightmare, it was impossible, it was a coincidence.

The author has something to say: crawl away tiredly.I'll see the comments next time.