[Twilight] Bright sunshine

I thought it must be a clear day outside, Volterra under the blue sky, bathed in the golden autumn sun.Under the red roof and the small green windows, there are winding cobblestone alleys in the small mountain city. Some small flowers that are unique to the Mediterranean region will emerge from the cracks in the stones, swaying in the wind with blue and blue.

Of course, these are the beautiful scenery that only local residents who live leisurely have the opportunity to see.

I think vampires would rather live in the dark underground, counting the cracks in the marble, than go out for a walk.

Caius must have been in a frenzy when he dropped me on Alec.I'm sure I didn't put him off, and I'm studying very seriously. The problem is that this 19-year-old "youth" who has little patience and has violent obsessive-compulsive disorder, after smashing a dozen basic language textbooks on the bookshelf, with a The eyes with a lower-than-normal IQ that can't be supported by the mud can't hold me up from the beginning to the end.

I really want to reason with him about the memory of a normal person. It is impossible to memorize the entire page of a book in one second and not forget it for a hundred years.

And the things taught are not read correctly, which means that they can stick to your brain like psoriasis and never forget.

It is even more impossible for the teacher to teach Italian for three days, and the students will be able to master all the basics of the language, and they will be able to comprehend it by themselves and immediately open their mouths and come to a passionate Italian opera.

He thinks I'm so stupid that there's no cure for it, and I'm a rotten wood that can't be carved.

I also feel that the teacher's teaching is simple and rude, which is not worth mentioning.

"If you are afraid, you can cover your eyes." Alec's voice has not undergone a voice change period, and his voice is even similar to his sister's voice. Whenever he lowers his voice and speaks without strength, the sound quality It's astonishing.

I should have thought that Jane was his relative. There was almost no difference in their facial features and facial contours. The difference was that one had long hair and the other was taller than his sister.

Alec seems much easier to get along with than his sister, at least he has a warm smile.I followed behind him cautiously, trying to raise my spirits, "Fortunately, maybe you can consider switching on electricity, which is cheaper than oil lamps."

We are walking in the tunnel, which is full of angular, undecorated stone walls.Cement must have not been invented and popularized when these walls were built, and any sharp points on the stones were left alone. If I took a wrong step in the dark and hit the wall, I guess I was out of the tunnel, and my whole face was covered with bloody souvenirs .

"No one needs light here. I think the guy who invented electricity was blind, so he needs light at night." Alec didn't wear the Volturi's black cloak jacket, he was wearing very plain jeans and a cartoon Skull long-sleeved T-shirt, which makes him look like a junior high school student.Short light brown hair covers his smooth and fair forehead, and his cold red eyes occasionally move restlessly. He will look back to see if I am lost, but he will not easily slow down his pace.

He was happy for me to walk hard and stumble, it was a lot of fun for him.

I sometimes wish he would throw me down this long, never-ending tunnel, or throw me back to Caius.At least my body didn't have any strange warnings about Caius' approach, but when I was alone with Alec, my back would start to tingle and my scalp would explode.

This dire warning, seeping inexplicably from my bones, is beyond the control of your consciousness and reason.

"All human beings are blind in the darkness without light." I muttered to myself, exhaling slowly, trying to suppress this trembling feeling.Sometimes, this over-warning overreaction is a real obsession.

Walk sideways with him around the corner.The tunnel is two meters high, enough for us two short people to walk in it, but it is very narrow, similar to the small alleys on the ground in Volterra, so that one person is in front of the other and the back is not crowded.

My arm was aching, and I thought of Caius throwing me to Alec.

When I was still struggling with whether the a was feminine or the masculine o, Jane floated in from the door. Her appearance was as pure as an angel, and her plump lips were so red that there was no warmth at all.

She bowed gracefully to Caius, and said blankly, "There is a visitor, Caius."

She didn't say what the guest was, Caius just frowned suspiciously, anger welled up in his eyes after a while, his voice was low and hard, almost vicious, "Ah Luo let him in."

"Master said, maybe you will be interested." Jane repeated what others asked her to say very plainly. She stood still like a noble porcelain doll, without any personal feelings.

"I'm very interested, you go and tell Ah Luo, I'll be there later." Caius' anger didn't show for long, his fingers were still on the pages of the book, and his nails had scratched the book, like a sharp cut paper knife.

Jane bowed her head, responded softly, and then turned her head to look at me before leaving.She must have something to tell me, because there was a malicious sarcasm in her eyes, I'm going to be unlucky, that's what she expected.

I hope it's because my eyes are twitching and my mind is blind, plus all kinds of pessimistic illusions in my brain locked here.

I can't feel that anyone is going to kill me. This kind of persecution paranoia is really bad, and I'm not a big shot.

After Caius scratched the book under his fingers, he looked at me eeriely. He felt that I also needed a baptism of rags.I immediately lowered my head and pretended I didn't see anything. I grabbed the book in my hand and read it carefully.

I'm used to this guy's virtue of being angry. He's the kind of paranoid patient who thinks that all the happy people in the world are at fault when he's upset.

"You are so charming, Claire." Caius's compliment sounded so sincere, but the problem was that the way he looked at me had broken away from the normal calm, and had a ferocity like a tiger.

Not sure how he came to that conclusion at all, should I answer in Italian, thanks for the compliment, sir.

If I'm really attractive, I should make you swoon, regret shutting me up, send me home myself, and swear not to disturb my life.

...Facing such a terrifying non-human being, I still have the strength to fantasize, which is the best example of joy in suffering.

I couldn't help pulling the corners of my mouth, trying to show a smile.Caius covered my face with his hand, and his smile was immediately frozen back by his coldness. I raised my head in a daze, and saw him staring at me strangely. I never understood what his eyes were looking at, nor I don't feel how he wants me to react.

Caius grabbed my arm vigorously and dragged me into his arms. The cold embrace made me overreact, and I tried to hug myself to avoid this intimate and indifferent contact.

His hand nearly snapped my arm off, and it seemed my reaction pissed him off.

Then Caius yelled, "Alec, take Claire to the library."

There is even a library here, I have never heard of it.

We came out of the tunnel, and Alec pulled out a key out of nowhere. The copper key had spots deposited by the moon.There are still burning fires on the walls, and the overnight fireworks have been weak to dying.

A black door appeared, with marble statues standing on both sides of the door, birds and snakes intertwined, the snake's eyes were cold and the birds' wings were angry.

He inserted the key into the lock, and the door looked like it was a product of BC, and the cold smell came over his face.Alec pushed open the door, and the gray light followed, falling beneath our feet.

"It's really a nostalgic place. My sister and I played in this place. The books here are not inferior to what you call the world's largest library. The oldest text, the most beautiful fairy tales, and the most complete book classification , the longest history." Alec stood by the door, turned his body sideways, leaned on the door with his arms folded, and looked at me with his head tilted cutely. "It's time for you to practice, Claire. It's always right to read more books. Humans are not allowed to enter here. You are the only one, buddy..." He almost kept his mouth in his mouth, ambiguously And said it coldly.

I even felt that I had heard it mixed up, that word was too light and boring.

Passing Alec, I walked in, and behind him he suddenly remembered something and said: "I almost forgot, Gianna's courage is getting bigger and bigger, she dared to come and ask me to give you a gift."

Gift?I turned around and saw that he had pulled out a small MP3 from nowhere, with emerald green in-ear headphones wrapped around it.Alec threw it to me, and he said with a smile: "You humans' gifts are really strange, and I don't know what these things are for."

I quickly reached out to pick it up, his strength was unbelievably accurate, and it just bounced into the palm of my outstretched hand.I clenched, Jaina would know I liked this.

"I don't think you need the gift I gave you, at least you don't like the... warm, fresh..." Alec watched me walk into the library, but he didn't come in either, just smiled Look at me, the boy's face is under the gray light, blurring the boundary between reality and illusion, he really looks like his sister.

"My birthday hasn't come yet." I always felt that he wanted to say something, and finally it turned into a kind of joke from a bystander.

"Of course, but who knows when your birthday will be changed." Alec waved his hand at me with a smirk, and then closed the door in my face, "You should study hard, goodbye."

I watched the door bluntly shut, completely unaware of the brain circuits of these guys, acting and talking weirdly.Walking to the door, I tried to push it, and then pulled it in with all my strength.

It didn't move at all. I can be sure that Alec just closed the door smoothly without the sound of locking. The problem is that the door is too heavy, and the weight is completely beyond the range that human strength can shake.

I shook my hand, turned around resignedly, and walked inside. After the door opened, there was a corridor.The light comes in from the stone vault above the corridor, and the gaps that allow the sunlight to slip in are like slanted stone windows without decorations.The sunshine along the way brings the breath of freedom outside, making your blind eyes in the tunnel return to light.

I came to the end of the corridor and saw the arched structure rising continuously.It seems that the corridor has become a rushing water flow in the crevices of the stones, and it has become countless winding and complicated tributaries.

Many staircases in the corridor structure intersect each other, spiraling up, or slanting down to weave a labyrinth-like building.

Densely packed bookshelves appear along with each hollow, wall-mounted, floor-to-ground staircase.

They keep digging in, and I think it's bigger than any library in the world.

I hope Caius doesn't want me to read the books here before letting me out, otherwise I can only die of old age in the Volturi library.

Going up a staircase casually, the bookshelves are made of very thick wooden materials.The top edge of the bookshelf is covered with gold decorations, I suspect it was dyed, otherwise this pile of gold alone would make the country rich.

I was a little lost here as I was walking. Thick parchment scrolls, printed books in various languages ​​and ages, and documents were all passing by me.

There isn't any artificial lighting, but I can see open skylights in the vaulted stone ceiling.And at the top of the stairs, less than one meter above the bookshelves, are one after another open windows.

I can see the blue sky outside. For me now, what I need more is the freedom of color outside the window than the knowledge storage of the Library of Congress.

I looked behind me, and there was silence.My heartbeat began to speed up. I felt that I was not a material for doing bad things. Whenever I tried to do something out of the ordinary, my physiological reaction would be exaggerated.

Then look up and look at the bookshelf closest to the stone window. This height does not seem to be close to the people at all.

The calculation function of the brain started to work. Judging from Alec's appearance, I should be the only one in the library at the moment.Caius has gone to meet with visitors for at least an hour, and during this time no one will come to see me.Previously, there was a Jaina who always paid attention to my actions, but since I was brought to Caius' room, she hasn't shown up. I guess she can't enter here.

That is, no one will pay attention to what I am doing for an hour.Of course, just a human being, their eyes always tell me so.

I stuffed the mp3 in my hand into my pocket, rolled my sleeves up to my elbows, and climbed up the stairs. When I reached the top shelf, I looked up and calculated the probability of climbing up.

Bookshelves are no match for stairs, and I can only pray that my hands are strong enough to hold on to the bookshelves and step up.He walked to the side of the bookshelf and kicked it very hard. Sorry, this bookshelf is probably an antique.My strength did not cause any vibrations to the bookshelf, so basic hazards such as crawling over the bookshelf and being toppled by my weight were unlikely to occur.

Then I reached out and moved the books on the bookshelf to the ground one by one. These books were very dry, and the paper smelled like sunshine, yellowish and smooth.

I simply don't know who will take care of them. The vampires should not be so idle that they always move the books out to bask in the sun, so it can only be that the design of the library is very good, giving these books a good storage space.

After finally cleaning up all the books on the bottom floor, the rest I couldn't reach and had to give up.Then I stepped on the bookshelf to place the layers, and grabbed the bookshelf that went straight up with my hand, and stepped on it layer by layer. This feeling is like climbing a rock, and you must try your best.

I dare not look down, even a few meters high can make me dizzy at this time.I tried to breathe as slowly as possible, not wanting the sound of my exhalation to reverberate through the quiet library.

The books on the upper floor were all thick and bulky, and they must be original editions, otherwise they would not be stored on the golden bookshelf.I didn't have the energy to take care of them, so I could only hesitate for a moment, then pull them away forcefully, letting them fall from my side one after another, and there was a dull landing sound from under my feet.

I continue to say sin, these books are probably more antique than bookshelves.

I'd be broke anyway, so let me climb the ladder with a load of debt that I don't know where.

Eating Volturi and wearing Volturi, including the money for breaking the Volturi, I guess I will think about paying them back in my next life, but forget it in this life, being forced to consume is not worth the money. .

Halfway through the climb, my physical strength is a bit exhausted. Why don't I take physical education well.I finally know why there are always so many regrets in life. If I had known that one day I would climb the bookshelves here, I think I would have been practicing volleyball stunts. At that time, my hand strength would definitely be stronger than now.

I couldn't keep my head up, my neck couldn't bear it, so I could only reach out and find a support point.My fingers accidentally touched a square object. I thought it was a book, and I numbly pushed it away. As a result, a large pile of envelopes fell down, and a corner of an envelope hit my eye, and I closed my eyes reflexively.The fingers holding the books had lost their strength, and my whole body fell heavily to the ground, and the books I had knocked down turned into protruding hard corners, piercing into my back.

I gasped for breath in pain and curled myself into a ball.The pain was bearable, I took a deep breath of air, my headache was splitting, and the back of my head was hit.

I can still bear it, I managed to wipe off the cold sweat on my forehead, and my vision regained clarity from being out of focus.Only then did I see that I was covered with envelopes. Most of these letters were white, and some were printed with patterns. These letters seemed incompatible with the elegant and ancient temperament of this place.

I thought it looked familiar, so I picked up one at random. The handwriting, address, sender...all belonged to Claire.

I don't know, but I wrote so many letters to Caius.

Writing letters seems to be a long time ago.After coming to Volturi, we are more like a captive human being, a kidnapped vampire.

Instead of Claire Faithful, C Faithful.

When I was able to get up from the ground, I gathered a little strength, sat down on the ground and put away all the letters. If there was no place to put them, I picked up a book and pressed all the letters in the middle of the book to serve as a box.

I don't know why Caius put these letters here, maybe he wants to turn them into antiques after a long time, just like these original books.

Their time is actually very valuable. If they live for hundreds of years, the cheapest envelope can be auctioned off.

I don't want to imagine that my childish writing will appear in the auction house and be judged by the world. It would be a nightmare. Of course, if this kind of thing really happens, the only thing I can be thankful for is that I will have been turned into ashes by then.

Climb up again layer by layer, put the book with a pile of envelopes and a bulging belly on the bookshelf, and every time you climb up to several floors, you will pick it up and put it on the upper floors.

My last strength comes from willpower, I don't want to fall again, the pain from falling just now is still in my bones.

If I fall again, I really can't guarantee that I can get up again.

My hands were shaking like I had Parkinson's, and I finally grabbed the huge stone window, and the sky outside approached me infinitely.The long azure blue was within reach. I climbed to the window and sat down on the stone bar of the window, with my legs dangling outside.

Therefore, people who can see the sky, see the Sunshine Avenue, and run outside by climbing a bookshelf are so cute and silly.

There is a [-]-meter-high cliff below their feet. They really dug a hole in the mountain and built a library by the way.Did the locals know that their Volterra was built on a hollow hilltop?It is estimated that no one knows that the houses on the mountain are dilapidated.

I have the strength to climb up, but I don't have the strength to climb down again, unless I am not afraid of concussion and plan to ignore it and just roll.

Caius would strangle me, I trampled several books, and tried to escape.

Wait until he finds out, I'm so tired I just want to catch my breath.There was the book in which language I didn't understand. I opened it and took out all the envelopes inside.

The MP3 Jaina gave me was still in my pocket, the sun without much temperature fell on the corner of my clothes, and the wind here was a bit strong, and soon my exposed skin began to have small bumps.

I turn on the MP3 and put on my headphones.The first one is an English song, she knows that I like English more than Italian, which I can't learn yet.

Accompanied by a soothing male voice, the melody of the piano spreads gently in the ears.

It is Lennon's love song, full of tenderness.The folk song seems to grow from the warm land, with green shoots and fragile leaves.

I leaned against the window blankly, holding the music player in my hand, and slowly humming along with him in my heart.

OhMyLove... the first love of my life.

This kind of tranquility soothed my heavy heart, and the babbling and gentle language seemed to be that someone was always talking about his lover.

I lowered my head, my movements became less impatient, and I opened the letter.

Hello, C.

Today is the rare weather in Fox, the sun is shining brightly from behind the curtains.

I heard that it is raining over there, and the temperature will drop sharply in rainy days. Wear two extra clothes to take care of your health.

……

This letter must have been written a long time ago, quite well-behaved.

I smiled, and picked up the letter. The Mediterranean sun shone on the letter paper, and the handwriting was a little faded and wrinkled.I don't know if that guy would laugh at me when he saw this kind of letter. What temperature can compare to his own low temperature?

Spreading out the letter paper in my hand, I began to tear the letter paper.

Dear C.

It's Charlie's birthday today and I ran outside the police station and yelled through their windows like a madman - Uncle!

Then he dragged his schoolbag and ran away laughing.

I thought Charlie would think I was nuts, but he kept wanting me to call him uncle.I decided that every year on his birthday, I would call him that.

……

White stationery and black text, the love songs in my ears are looping.

Gianna only downloaded one song, maybe she wanted to leave a memory for me to choose.

Without much effort, I tore the letters into pieces one by one, and scattered them with a wave of my hand.They all turned into white birds, flew away from me and spread their wings into the sky.

Hi, C.

How are you recently?

……

"Iseetheclouds,...I see the clouds...I feel the sadness." I hummed a song, knocking my feet on the stones under the window to beat the rhythm, the sky was far away to the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, I suddenly hoped that someone could hear the singing, I I want to go home.

I let go of all the letters, and the sun without temperature scorched my face.I think I should go down, otherwise I will have to apply scald medicine later, which is a troublesome thing.

After taking off the earphones, I cherished the MP3F and put it in my pocket. I will buy a gift for her in the future.

Turning around with difficulty, I stepped on the top of the bookshelf, precariously.It is not easy to go up, but it is more technical work to go down.Turning halfway around, I froze.

Caius stood under the bookshelf with a cold and stern expression. The light cracked on his face and turned into countless small light spots, which were unbelievably beautiful.

He didn't ask me what I was doing up there, so obviously it wasn't a question to ask.But it was beyond my expectation that he didn't pull me down immediately, grinning and threatening.

He didn't make a sound, and I didn't dare to move rashly.

I feel like a confrontation between animals, the hunter and the prey are fighting for patience.

The one who got impatient soon was of course Caius. He must think that we looked at each other very stupidly.

"Did you climb up to jump down and escape?" Caius was too lazy to sneer at my stupidity, and he was still stepping on the book I had just opened.

This guy really doesn't respect knowledge at all, I just threw it on the ground, and he didn't even look at it when he stepped on it.

"That's a good suggestion, if I can fly without wings." I retorted in a low voice, and I laughed twice after I finished speaking, indicating that you don't mind if I'm joking.

"Come down." Caius stared at me expressionlessly. He hated any creature looking down on him from a high place.

I grabbed the stone window with my hands, so hard that the veins on the back of my hands stood out.I didn't obey his order, and I even leaned my body outward desperately. As soon as I let go, I would fly without wings.

Caius narrowed his eyes, and the rich red almost overflowed from his eye sockets.

In fact, he could have dragged me down very roughly. My voice was a little trembling, and I asked with a smile, "Caius, are you here to change me?"

Alec's attitude has made it clear that I will not be a human being.I'm not a fool, I just prefer to delay the facts and tell myself that there is still hope.

"Claire, come down." Caius didn't even answer my question, he showed his teeth with a sneer, I heard the sound of his teeth grinding, I hope it was an illusion.

"I think you should answer my question." I obsessively moved my seat back, and the outside was the blue sky, white clouds, grape fields, and cliffs.

"If so, are you going to defy me, huh?" Caius took a step forward, his speed could catch him at any time.

"If it's me, I'll jump off." I yelled angrily, but I didn't dare to let go immediately. Suicide is the worst way out. I don't want to be so useless at all.

Caius' expressionless white mask shattered, and twisted rage burned on the muscles of his face. "You really don't know how to live or die. Even if you have the strength to jump down, do you think you can die? Without my permission, you are just a corpse, and I can drag your soul back from hell."

"You didn't answer my question." I had no way out, I didn't know what his answer was.

Caius looked at me with a sneer, and then he spit out a snake letter to me slyly, "If you come down, I won't do anything to you, do you trust me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, I stepped on the bookshelf without hesitation and jumped down. Caius' body movements were faster than his brain, and he jumped up extremely quickly and pulled me into his arms.I immediately replied, "I believe."

As long as you can bluff out this sentence, even if what he said is a lie, you must immediately crucify his promise.

I don't know about other things, but the super-male chauvinism in Caius' character makes him not easy to change his mouth, he cares about face.

Caius didn't drive me away immediately, he seemed to be hesitating, I held my breath and remained silent.

His breath was on my neck, and I felt like he couldn't wait any longer.Then he reached out and pressed my head to his shoulders and neck, and pulled my hair hard by the way.

I don't dare to save my hair, I will cut it short if I have the chance.

"You tore up all the letters." Caius began to settle accounts after autumn.

"sorry."

"Rewrite all the letters you tore up."

"..."

The author has something to say: ...is it a transitional chapter?

Cabo, what a long transition == I'm sorry Kawenzhong