[Twilight] Bright sunshine

I finally know why Jaina said that this place is not suitable for human habitation.

Putting the quilt over my head, I sat on the bed and grabbed the corners of the quilt with both hands, wrapped myself up and shivered, the wind seeped out from nowhere, and there seemed to be gaps in all directions.

Beds and mattresses do nothing to protect you from cold temperatures other than to make you sit better.The quilt is not too thin, but the problem is that the environment is too harsh and it doesn't help.

No one told me it was so cold where Caius stayed.

His so-called bedrooms are all built with huge rocks, with vaulted ceilings, and the stones slanted down with great skill are smooth and smooth.Compared with the gaudy mural decoration outside his iron gate, which can be called an artistic miracle, the place is so empty and simple that you feel that the only ornamental things are these hard stones.

I thought that no matter how bad Caius was, he would give me a room. After all, their Volturi Castle is attached to the entire mountain. Maybe in order to accommodate more non-human beings, they emptied the mountain’s belly and used it as a nest, down to [-] meters Up to a hundred meters, there are buildings everywhere.Those pointed pilasters, sewer fountains, countless statues, and the promenade windows inside all gave me a strange sense of luxury that traveled through time and space and was so rich.

There are so many rooms, not all of them are full, so let me and Caius squeeze one.

Before, I didn't want to live with a man.If Charlie knew I was sleeping and sharing a room with a man, even if he wasn't human.He must have been in a daze for a long time before jumping up and furiously pulling out his gun that hadn't killed anyone, and chug the guy in my room.

You are young, Claire.After finishing his apprenticeship, Charlie would tell me earnestly.When you grow up, you will meet better ones.This is his standard rhetoric.

What a wonderful uncle.

I miss him so much.

The problem was, the gun probably wouldn't kill Caius.

I continued to shiver, for the coldness was enhanced by the sight of Caius entering, through a stone vaulted door, from the stone hall of all sorts of eerie ornaments of bookshelves.

The place looks like there are only two parts at the moment, the office lobby, and then here, a bedroom.If you think that this place with the same length and width of 50 meters, which is comparable to a small square, without any furniture, chairs, beds, cabinets and electric lights, is a bedroom.

I can't understand at all, what is this kind of bedroom used for, practicing yoga or dancing square dance?

And the temperature is so low that if you dare to sleep with your eyes closed, you might not be able to open them tomorrow.Is it that cold in September in Volterra?Autumn in the Mediterranean climate should not be this temperature.

I tried my best to get to the head of the bed, and I didn't dare to rely on the hollow flower carvings on this antique bed. It would be another trouble if it was crushed. I already have too many troubles now, so I can save it if I can.

Caius raised his chin thickly without blushing, and had to admit that his good appearance gave this guy unique and generous conditions, making him arrogant and crazy, making him powerful and noble.Of course, the premise is that you don’t get along with him for too long. Appearance is not a thing that can stand up to tossing. Three seconds ago, you thought it was pleasing to the eye, but in the next three seconds, you can’t wait to knock his white teeth out.

He looked like he had just finished taking a shower. He was wearing a white shirt and a black robe casually over the outside.The hair was wet, and the soft golden hair did not have the usual meticulous care rules. After washing, he probably didn't even need a comb, so he reached out and brushed the hair back at will.The moisture falling from the hair stained the well-ventilated thin shirt, revealing the color of the skin inside, as white as porcelain.

He has taken a bath more than once today. I cover my head and face, only my eyes are exposed, but this doesn't give me any sense of security.

The horrible touch of that kiss seemed to remain on my lips, that warm, dangerously pale intimacy.He tried to go one step further. Before I was so nervous that my heartbeat was out of control and my desperately suppressed emotions were about to collapse, he quickly pulled away his body again, violent emotions welled up from his eyes, and his lips were so red.

He was hovering on the verge of hesitation and losing his mind, the expression on my face was absolutely not beautiful, it was sinister and greedy.In the end, I chose to turn around and rush towards the gate. Almost at the same time he disappeared, I heard a loud sound of a heavy object smashing through the water outside the gate.

He ran off to jump in the fountain, and he reappeared an hour later.All the clothes have been changed, and there is no sign of embarrassment.

During this period, I have been huddled in the chair, not daring to move, and I was very cautious about swallowing my saliva.I still remember the horrible experience of him sticking his tongue into my mouth. If I was forced to get the venom from his mouth and I accidentally bit my own, it would be the same as committing suicide.I also pray that there are no wounds in my esophagus, including my stomach. The venom can be digested, as long as there is no blood.

When I was relieved to be sure I was okay, I had time to think that I might... maybe be kissed by a member of the opposite sex.It’s not a big deal. In the United States, I also encounter kissing gifts, but the elders only kiss my forehead... I heard that people in the Mediterranean area, especially Italy, are very enthusiastic... If they are so enthusiastic that they kiss a woman’s mouth, they are simply playing hooligans, which country? There is no such thing as tongue kissing in etiquette.

And Caius's thick skin as if nothing had happened has reached the point where I can only look up.I really can't beat him physically, mentally, and shamelessly, so I can only endure this dumb loss to the death.

All in all, we had a "get along" day.Now is the time for the dead of night and the time to go to bed.The problem is, I keep shaking, it's so cold.

Caius didn't feel the low temperature at all, his deep red eyes were like a blood-stained night, deep without light.Because of the moisture, the golden hair was messily attached to his fair forehead and cheeks, which made him look relaxed at home.

This is the advantage of low body temperature. You can't expect a dead stone dug out of the snow to have the concept of temperature drop.

He saw me shrunk into the bed with my head and face covered, walked over expressionlessly, pursed my lips lightly, and the black robe floated at his feet.

There is only one bed here. According to non-human beings, they have no sleep, and their brains do not need to rest 24 hours a day.This kind of high-intensity operation, they can still live forever, which subverts science.So I don't have to worry about Caius coming to grab the bed.

He came to the bed, dragged the black chair over with a hook of his feet, and sat down directly.

I was a little numb from the cold, but the crossed legs were better, and the hands resting on the chin could feel the tingling feeling of freezing even when they were bent. It was either unbearable or a little difficult.And as time goes by, it will get worse.

Uncle Caius sat very slack. He tilted his head and didn't care about his wet hair. He rested his fingers on his lips and looked at me with empty eyes, as if he was thinking about what to do next.

After all, we are like this, you look at me and I don't look at you, we are in dire straits, we don't speculate on the strange relationship between the kidnapper and the meat ticket, and we still look at each other in blank dismay.

Compared with Caius' fugue state, I was distracted by the cold, and gradually I focused my eyes on him.The long black robe on his body seemed to be made of good material and should be airtight. Although it was a bit thin, it was better than nothing.

He doesn't look cold at all, maybe he won't mind if you ask him to borrow a robe?Anyway, my current situation is like this, unless I can’t think about it now and hit the wall with my head, otherwise I am destined to be with these old shameless vampires. Nothing to do.

My wandering eyes accidentally met Caius' red eyes, and immediately I didn't dare to look at them. Borrowing clothes from this guy really froze my brain. No matter how cold this kind of thing is, I can only think about it in my heart. I thought, I couldn't even open my mouth if I was strangled to death.

"Are you scared?" Caius asked suddenly, he frowned slightly, his tone was very flat, not angry but rather puzzled.

How to answer this kind of question, say that the time when I was most afraid has passed, my mind and body are in a period of fatigue, and the ups and downs of emotions can only be fully expressed when the body is energetic.After I came here, my health didn't feel better. Either I had a high fever or my hand was broken. At first, I was so scared that I wasted all my energy.

Now as long as they don't have a fit and do something that ruins the three views, I can barely maintain the surface calm, shaking so hard is only because I am very cold.

It's so cold that my body doesn't have time to take care of such high-profile emotions as fear.

Seeing that I didn't answer the question immediately, Caius frowned even more. His exquisite appearance was not the kind of fragile and empty beauty, but with an aggressive, terrifying and glamorous feeling.This makes his expression very aggressive every time he is dissatisfied.

"I think you have misunderstood me a bit." Caius tapped his brows with his fingertips, and wiped away the traces of furious frowning on it. It seems that he is also clear about his fierce expression when he frowns of.

I glanced at him cautiously. This appearance of wanting to talk to you late at night, no matter how I look at it, I don't think it is this guy's personality. Could it be that he was fooled by the fountain water?

"I used to live on the island of Crete, which is my birthplace, and my name was Caius-Vorturi, and my father gave me the name Caius-Minos, to express the respect for my birth. Joy and joy." When Caius said these words, he was not confiding in a tone full of memories and full of beautiful past, his expression was calm and indifferent, more like introducing himself. "I have lived in the palace since I was a child, surrounded by slaves. At that time, I was the first heir to the throne, and I suppressed all the unruly pretenders. Those guys...huh."

Caius laughed mockingly, no matter how appreciative his smile was, it could not conceal his contempt for the disadvantaged.

I suddenly felt very sympathetic to the group in his mouth, who were probably wronged "unruly coveters".

Quietly put my hands in front of my mouth, haha, the wind coming in through the cracks in the stones made my head hurt a bit.I wonder if Caius is bored late at night, and there is only one big living person here, so he simply treats me like a trash can and starts to hate that and this.Or, what he wants to dislike now is his childhood past.

When he was a believer, he did a lot of work, but he was actually just a chatterbox.And it's still a vitriolic person who doesn't like everyone and needs to be reformed everywhere.

But slave?Heir to the throne?

No matter how I hear these words, I feel that they are not grounded. Of course, I cannot expect an old man, who is said to be a 19-year-old young man, to talk about hip-hop hip-hop and billiards.

"Later I inherited the throne, that's a matter of course. My father left me a mess, the army, the finances, plus the women are all in a mess. I don't know how he messed things up so much, Anatole Leah those idiots are about to land on the island and he's still having fun. I built the largest navy ever and kicked them out, stupid invaders, the ocean is theirs where the sun goes down final home."

When Caius talked about the war, light began to light up in his cold eyes, like a hunter smelling blood, he faintly became excited.

I'm not a good listener, and the quilt was pulled tighter, my body was exhausted, and the environment kept me from falling asleep.And military financial aggressors are one thing, how did that woman... get in there?

I finally mustered up all my courage, and with a trembling voice, I asked softly, "You... where is your wife?"

The woman he is talking about is probably the wife his father found for him, otherwise I really can't imagine what kind of woman his father could leave him, which can be called property.

If you have a wife, please come home late at night and don't sit here and threaten me.

"Wife?" No matter how much my voice sounds like a mosquito, he can hear it clearly at once.A look of irritability flashed across Caius' face, as if I had asked a very annoying question.He froze his face indifferently, raised his chin slightly, and said with a sneer: "I have no wife, they are not worthy, I am the most noble King Minos, I rule the entire Greek Commonwealth, and my heart has never been for any Man has given, except my honor. It is as cold as a rock, and the fire of hell cannot melt it and warm it."

... I am unable to comment, which era of history he is talking about, I am not enough brain power.

Noble King Minos?Is this Greek mythology? I wouldn't be surprised if he said Zeus was his father in the next sentence.

"My subjects love me. I have brought them countless victories, wealth, and good education. I have also plundered the property of those countries around them. Their rulers are a bunch of cowards. No one dares to accept me. The challenge." Caius's smile had an uncontrollable elation, he had a fanatical obsession with victory, and what kind of monkey-year-old things he talked about could also arouse the madness in him.

I... feel sorry for the group of so-called rulers who live next door to you.It's been a long time since I've seen such an immodest person with such a boastful and arrogant look, and I'm not used to it.

"Later I traded with the Egyptians and the Phoenicians, who liked to sell purple paint, and I took a lot of wealth from them to enrich my army. With the most powerful navy, I must start training infantry The time is in my hands, and it will mature soon, and I will be able to train it..." Caius seemed to think of something, and his teeth were itchy with hatred. Sometimes he seemed to have facial paralysis, but his emotions and facial expressions It is worth fighting for the richness of the actor.

I trembled even more, and I remembered his confident tone in his literary days, which was also such a virtue.The problem is, I didn't expect a live-action narration to be staged. What should I do... It sounds like a YY novel, and I can't substitute it.

Caius withdrew from the intense memories of the past, he gritted his teeth dissatisfied, and the cat gritted its claws fiercely.Then he regained his composure and looked at me thoughtfully, as if waiting for me to say something.

"At that time... I was still a human being. Before the name Volturi came into my life, I was already the strongest warrior, sitting on the highest throne." His voice was inexplicably low, and his index finger moved awkwardly He bent it over his lips, as if he wanted to lower his voice, his tone was so light that it was almost gentle. "So it's no different, I'm good."

In the last sentence, he finally showed a bit of a normal person's embarrassment, turned his head, and stared expressionlessly at a certain stone in the room that blocked his eyes.It was as if what he said just now was a compliment to another person.

I finally couldn't bear it any longer, I lowered my head and laughed silently, my brain was clearly afraid of his attack, but my laughing muscles were really out of control, until my whole shoulder was shaking.

I don't understand why I want to laugh. If Caius sees it and thinks it's a mockery, he will probably become angry from embarrassment.The problem is that the things he said sound like fairy tales no matter how they sound, as soon as he wants to make himself believe him, the smiles come up when they say it.

Especially when he was serious and serious when emphasizing the great deeds he had done, I really don't know how to describe it like that.

Laughing while being afraid, sooner or later, I will be messed up by this place.The candles and the lighting flames on the walls were dim, and I didn't laugh out loud, so Caius shouldn't have noticed.

Taking a deep breath of the cold air, I managed to let go of the long-suppressed smile. I pretended nothing happened and raised my head, silently waiting for some late-night jokes that Caius planned to tell to pass the time.

A black shadow has enveloped me, and the smile that I didn't have time to restrain twitched at the corner of my mouth. Caius didn't know when he was sitting next to me.Embarrassed, he pressed the corners of his mouth into a straight line, grabbed the quilt and lowered his head to continue shaking.

I thought, should I give him the bed, and then I squatted in the corner of the hall outside for the night.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to grab me. I moved so quickly that I almost rolled into a ball.Didn't mean to mock you, really not.

Finally, his fingers touched the corner of my mouth, and the coolness seeped into the skin of my face. I widened my eyes, fearing that he would do something terrible again.

"Claire." He was about to announce something to me sternly, but he wiped my face with his fingers, stopped, touched me again for confirmation, and poked my face a few times with his fingertips at the end, wishing to help I poke a dimple.Then he said loudly, "Why did your body temperature drop so much?"

I was shocked by him, do I need to ask such an obvious thing?Didn't you intentionally leave me in this airy place where the temperature is so low that it can be used as a cold room?I thought it was punishment.

Caius didn't look like a real fool either, his brows and eyes were full of forbearable irritability.They pushed me flat onto the bed in no time, and my head directly touched the soft mattress. This bed was provided with everything, but no pillows.

In the blink of an eye, Caius suddenly disappeared in front of me, and there were ghosts and ghosts all around, which was terrifyingly empty.

He came back quickly, but flashed in again in a few seconds.In his hand he held a huge fur, dark brown in color, that shone beautifully in the flickering firelight.When he came to the bed, he threw the fur quilt over me with a flick of his hands.

The thick fur is so warm it makes my face burn.

"It was an unforgivable mistake, you almost lost all your body heat."

Caius is definitely not admitting his mistakes. His cunning eyes are full of criminals. If I freeze to death, he can find a lot of confessors, including the manufacturer of this bed.

"It's time for you to sleep, Claire." Caius seemed to realize that he finally understood that I am a human being, not another creature that can live without sleeping.

I close my eyes and hypnotize myself, I can sleep well.

But with this guy sitting next to me, the real pressure follows me so much that I can't bear it.

"Are you asleep?" His patience was no better than mine, and he quickly asked dissatisfied.

I,……

I might not lose sleep if you weren't here.

"Huh?" He snorted coldly, grabbed my long hair exposed outside the fur with his fingers, and pulled it impatiently.

It was strange that I could sleep like this. I didn't dare to save my hair, so I could only silently endure the oppression of the evil forces.In the end, I couldn't take it anymore, so I could only open my eyes and whisper softly, "I'm about to fall asleep. If I have a CD, I might fall asleep faster, haha."

It's useless to have no electricity and CD here, but I can't tell the truth, he is the culprit who made me sleepless and nervous.

Caius was silent as expected. Even if he was really the noblest king, it didn't mean he could generate electricity and sing.

We stared at each other quietly, it was very quiet here, so quiet that the entanglement of breathing could be heard.Seeing that I really couldn't fall asleep, Caius looked up and looked around, and said to me, "You fell asleep."

Lullaby again?

I was indifferent and couldn't sleep.

It frustrates him, he can tell if I'm asleep even if I close my eyes, so I can't pretend I'm asleep.

Soon he stood up, and the black robe that was draped over his body with too much force slipped onto the bed. Caius didn't care at all, and floated out wearing his shirt.

I looked at his black robe, and at the stone ceiling here, feeling a little dazed.I don’t dare to think about how I slept before. I would play country music all night, listen to the sound of rain all night, Green Fox, and home late at night.

Caius reappeared, holding the small golden harp in his hand, which was strangely similar to his hair color.Before I could recover, he was already sitting on the chair, facing me.

Fingers caressing the strings of the harp, it does not belong to the fair complexion that humans should have, and it is almost transparent against the background of the harp.It seems that he hasn't touched this thing for a long time, and he plucked a few times on the strings, and the sound of the piano flowed out in a low and peaceful way.

Caius put the harp on his lap, and his body was slightly sideways. He quickly entered the state, and his expression began to calm down with the trembling of his fingertips.

This is the first time I've seen him have such an expression, he lost all mania, and tranquility became the only emotion in his eyes.

The notes dialed out are not battle songs, but the flexible, continuous, and gentle clear notes that penetrate deep into your soul.

He was serious, like a Greek god sitting by a pool.

I looked vaguely at the vaulted ceiling and suddenly wanted to cry. The music was so warm that I felt homesick.

The night is thick and the time is soft.

Caius suddenly asked impatiently: "Are you asleep?"

I am asleep."