[Twilight] Bright sunshine

When the sunlight fell from the window onto the bookshelves stuffed with CDs, the rain clouds that had enveloped Fox for many days finally went away.The light emerald color can be seen in the thin light, and I dare not touch it.

I picked up the photo frame containing the photos of Clare's family of three from the floor and put it back on the bedside. My sleeping position got tired of it, and it didn't feel good to fall with me.When I went out, I wrapped myself tightly again, and the open parasol could cover me in the shadow.

The hood of the clothes and the mask, as well as the gloves and the clothes that block the UV rays, and I also made sure that the sunscreen prescribed by the doctor was applied to every part of the skin on the body.Fully armed and armored.

I can't just hide at home on sunny days because not everywhere is forks and it's cloudy almost year round.When I go to college, I must make sure that I can get used to the sunshine of the big city, and then lay the foundation for my future work.

Go to school, eat and sleep, get a job, find a like-minded lover, get married and have children... a good life.

The Cullens must have left Forks by then, and they might have gone off somewhere to go back to school, create mysteries, hunt, leave certain legends that keep disappearing again.

And to perfectly change their identities, they must continue to create false certificates, confront the government, and spend a lot of money and time.

Big family of criminals, don't want to label them that way, but you can't deny they've been committing crimes.

I went to school in Bella's car, and her complexion was much better than when she first arrived, at least she lacked that kind of youthful formality.My attire obviously frightened her, but she soon remembered my messy illness, about which she kept a considerate silence.

The air was still heavy and dry.However, the sun has already bloomed recklessly, spreading everywhere, and the rainwater on the green leaves is evaporated, turning into clouds in the blue sky.Neither the Karen's Volvo nor the jeep showed up. When I got out of the car, I glanced at the yard. They don't need a weather forecast to know what the weather will be like today.

On a sunny day, it is impossible for this group of non-human beings to appear in school.

As I walked out of the parking lot, I belatedly remembered that there seemed to be a lack of a red Ferrari.

There are not many luxury cars here, except for Karen's, only that strange transfer student.I'm not the first to notice this kind of thing, I think Jessica has been paying attention to Rick for a long time, she never talks to me, a few hello can make her jump all day.

She must still be resentful that I scared away her cat when she was a child. Occasionally, I recall that my childhood was actually quite colorful.

Every time she was in the same class as me, she would look miserable, but today she actually followed into the classroom.When I went to pack my schoolbag, she followed me.

"He's not here yet?" Jessica asked me suddenly, her hair pulled into a ponytail in curly brown ends that looked carefully groomed.

I wondered if I should pretend not to know who she was asking.Indeed, my deskmate didn't come today, and after he killed all my deskmates in the course, everyone can justifiably ask the teacher to change their seats.

"He's handsome, isn't he?" Jessica seldom showed shy emotions. She had always been very bold in her relationship with men and women. "I mean Rick Doyle, your boyfriend."

I almost threw the book in my hand, and tried my best to dispel rumors with a gloomy face. "He's not my boyfriend, Jessica."

This guy has only been transferred to another school for less than three days, and the topics he has caused are as vigorous as a powder keg.

"Didn't he change schools because of you? I heard that you two have been dating for a long time. He is from California, where the educational conditions are much better than here. Even Mike said that if his parents hadn't moved, he would have liked life in California better. You guys It doesn't look like it's the first time we met, he drove away all your... tablemates." Jessica immediately chattered and finally paused, as if frightened by Rick's aggressive behavior.

Who did you listen to?Is this another boutique version of Rumor Plus Meal?

"I haven't seen him before, you still don't know my life?" I helplessly stretched out my hand to support my forehead, isn't my lonely life well-known enough here?

"Really?" Jessica insisted repeatedly. "Isn't he your boyfriend? He's cool, Claire."

That T-Rex that looks like it could breathe fire at any moment is cool?The aesthetics of little girls nowadays have changed.

"No." I emphasized my tone, wishing I could drag her over and shout violently in her ear.

"That's right, but he seems to like you very much." Jessica curled her mouth happily, and she couldn't suppress her excitement at all, which caused her to be a little sour when she said the next sentence.

Jessica is definitely the kind of girl who is easy to see through. She is very confident and lively. Although she is a little vain and likes to fantasize, it is undeniable that she is not annoying.At least, that's what it looks like on the surface.

If I'm of no use, she won't bother talking to me.But today unexpectedly, she pestered me for a long time.

She wanted to find out information about Rick, and I had no idea why she was so persistent in thinking that I knew everything about that person.

I don't know him, every class I can't wait to stand up and take a microphone to eliminate rumors when the teacher is teaching.Lest everyone look at me so strangely that it makes people scratch their heads.

And my deskmate, he missed a day of school.

Today's weather is sunny with sunshine everywhere.

I knew I shouldn't doubt it, and when I entered the cafeteria, Jessica followed me, and I ran to Bella's table and she followed me.

She had given up trying to conquer Edward, and set her goal on Rick.

I am so annoyed by her that I want to go crazy, how do I know where his home is, what color he likes, what fruit he likes to eat, what zodiac sign and blood type will fall in love with which girl?I really want to grab Jessica by the collar and shake her hard to wake her up. That guy with a messy personality is not as good as Edward except for his handsome appearance.

It is impossible for me to see Alice and them in the dining room today. In this weather, Alice is likely to play stocks indoors. Emmett and Rosalie will get tired of kissing me and me together. Jasper will be in the basement. Engage in rigorous self-discipline.

As for Edward, I hope he can quickly heal the glass heart that was shattered by a woman, and rush back from Alaska to attend class.

All teachers don't want him to repeat a grade, because every time he sees him sitting in class, it is the time when the teacher lacks confidence the most.

As for Rick, after two days of class, he skipped class gorgeously today.Could it be that I was so shocked that I didn't want to come to school, I don't have that much energy.

A crazy and absurd idea finally surfaced. When I didn't see his car in the parking lot, I couldn't help comparing it.

The same pale skin, I have never seen him eat, and he doesn't even need to drink water.

I don't know if his skin is very cold. I can't rule out this similarity. He is very elegant. Although he is extremely unreliable in doing things, if you pay attention, his demeanor is not as loose and sloppy as other boys.

It's very similar to Karen's family. He can stand up straight and never relax during the whole class.

Whether he will wear contact lenses or not, I can't just speculate like that, it doesn't help the real result in any way.

What puzzled me the most was that today, on a sunny day, he and the Karen family seemed to have made an agreement and did not show up at school together.

He was human - Alice kept emphasizing.

He's really human - I tell myself not to be paranoid.

There are three classes in the afternoon, and he may come.

he will come...

will come……

In the last class, I knew that not only was I disappointed, but many girls, including boys, were disappointed.

Girls, I can understand that the new transfer student's appearance is too lethal, and he will be recognized by them within a day without any suspense, boy?It was incomprehensible that they should start worshiping him.

I put my schoolbag on my back and rushed out of the school. A red BMW immediately stopped in front of me.Rosalie sat in the driver's seat. She wore big sunglasses, bright red nail polish, and a black and white striped skirt that made her look slim. "Alice said that you want to come over as a guest, and let me drop by to pick you up." She pursed her lips, her red lips were so soft that there was no trace of trace, and her charm was suffocating.

"Super Prophet." I put on my seat belt, and the car was already moving forward.

"You should be smarter, Claire." Rosalie always seemed too critical of me. She drove the car into the green path, and all the bushes on the side of the road were blown wildly by the wind from her car.

"There are not many smart people in this world, I just haven't entered the elite class." For this kind of topic, I am more self-deprecating. You can't expect your IQ to be full all at once, and life experience depends on time to experience.

"Idiot, I really don't know how you will die in the future." Rosalie didn't look at me, nor did she look at the road, her expression showed a kind of hollow laxity, she didn't know where her thoughts were drifting.I saw the familiar lawn outside the car window, the cedar trees were drooping heavily with ice edges.

"I hope I die in peace." I waited for her to stop, but Rosalie just grabbed the steering wheel and stared blankly ahead.She frowned, the tips of her nails trembled slightly, and the color of the nail polish was radiant.

"Sometimes I really want to leave you alone, without any vigilance." She opened the door vigorously, and ran out quickly, with the sun shining on her face, she shook off her long hair, and jumped into the forest like crazy.I unbuckled my seat belt, got into the driver's seat and shouted at her back: "Ross, where are you going?"

No one answered me, and I felt that the doubts in my head were really overwhelming.Putting the hood on my clothes on my head, I threw my schoolbag and umbrella into the rear seat of the BMW, the sun turned into an ocean under my feet, and I would drown if I didn't pay attention.I jumped out of the car, stepped on the light all over the floor, and ran quickly to the porch of Karen's house. Obviously, there is not much light to be blocked here. Their original design concept is to let in as much light as possible, so they made a three-story high glass wall.

I try my best to break into the living room before I get burned, and visiting the Cullens' house on a sunny day is not a pleasure, because the large expanses of glass here give you nowhere to hide.

"Claire, come up." Alice stood on the stairs, as if she had been waiting for me there from the beginning.

I stopped at the stairs and looked up at her, not knowing what to say for a moment.Appreciate her from this angle, and you will find that her beauty has no dead ends. Sometimes I can't help but think strangely that creatures like vampires may be destined to deal with the word beauty for a lifetime.

Alice was very patient, she smiled at me.

"Edward hasn't come back yet?" I finally ran up two steps at a time. The wall above the stairs was their graduation caps.The densely packed hats are pasted into a square, and you can see the colors of each school. No wonder this is Edward's nightmare. They have gone to school too many times.

"In about a week, he'll be back with us. It's still snowing heavily in Alaska, and Tanya is with him, and he looks fine." Alice reached out, she grabbed my wrist, and we went upstairs side by side .

Upstairs is better than the living room, at least I didn't see the sunshine growing wildly.Jasper’s study room is open, and he is sitting at the desk reading a book. I remembered that he started to study some historical topics before. He often studied some familiar issues from different angles, such as history, geography, art, medicine, and Russian women. The history of clothing evolution is all-encompassing.

He was not surprised to see me. The noise of my coming up was so loud that everyone in this room knew that someone was coming.

Esme wasn't there, Emmett wasn't there, Carlisle was in the hospital.

"What drink do you need? Esme filled the refrigerator again recently, and I'll make fresh juice for you." Alice couldn't be idle for a moment, she walked around beside me, with bare, smooth and clean feet.

The food bought by the Karen family is basically digested by me.

"You know what I'm here for, Alice." I said bluntly, this is just a guess, since I met the Karen family, I feel that any of my whimsical ideas may become reality.

"I only saw you coming, Claire." Alice's answer was very subtle, she didn't know the purpose of my visit, maybe she hoped that I was just a guest.

Jasper closed the book, and he passed us quickly, disappearing outside the study.

My heart shudders at the thought of doubting her, for I cannot imagine myself doubting Alice's words, and I can hardly forgive myself for the thought.

"Alice, can I go and see Carlisle's room?" If I remember correctly, there should be an entire wall in Carlisle's room covered with oil paintings, full of his experiences.

The Cullens hardly ever take pictures, it's too dangerous a proof of their immortality.As for oil paintings, who knows whether the paintings are real or imaginary.

"Of course, what do you want to see?" Alice turned around and walked out. I noticed her tone of voice, which was no different from usual.

"His paintings in Italy." I told the truth, though I might prove stupid in the end, but lying to her would hurt me.

I followed her. Carlisle's room was on the third floor, facing south Edward's bedroom.I'd been in his room when I was looking for music CDs, but Carlisle and Esme's hadn't occurred to me.

It was only after I heard Edward mention a few words before that I realized that there are many paintings similar to works of art in the doctor's room.

That's his history.Edward's review.

Alice didn't say anything more, she led me directly to the third floor, the light was beginning to weaken, but I could still feel the weight of the afternoon sun.

When I entered Carlyle's room, there was a large bookshelf as soon as I entered the door, similar to Edward's. Almost every bedroom in this house is filled with books.Except Emmett and Rosalie.

On the table next to the bookshelf, I saw documents spread out, a laptop, a dozen pens, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. The glasses looked very refined and were decorated with gold glasses chains.I don't think they need this with their eyesight, but it's a good choice to cover the color of their own eyes.

Once you choose to wear myopia glasses, few people will pay attention to whether your eyes have changed color.

Alice entered here, and she bent over and smelled the flowers placed at the door.The first thing I saw was the other side of the bookshelf. The entire wall was covered with classical oil paintings. Most of the oil paintings were made in dark colors, and then realistically painted one after another vivid historical dramas.

I slowed down, as if entering an art gallery, and I saw Carlyle in the painting, he is the protagonist of these artistic creations.

I can see all the people in Karen's family in the latest paintings, which should be his works in recent years.

"Carlisle probably didn't tell you that when he was a human, he was a vampire hunter." Alice jumped up behind me, and she put her hand on my shoulder, telling me the plot of some of the paintings. "This is his father, and his father hates vampires, so Carlisle can only visit him secretly, and try to help him live a better life as much as possible."

Alice pointed to one of the oil paintings, which showed an old human being.Then she began to explain the others, "This was when he was studying in medical school. His teacher was the best doctor of his time. Carlisle has always been very grateful to him."

I patiently let Alice go on explaining picture by picture without interruption.

"This is when he was in Italy, he painted Tuscany vineyards. Although he doesn't drink wine, he has a lot of collections."

My eyeballs flicked around in a wide circle, and finally asked, "What about the Volturi?"

"Volturi?" Alice looked innocent, and no one could tell her real age, because when she wanted to pretend to be a child, her innocent air made her look like a baby.

"Does he have... Caius' paintings?" I didn't expect to say the name again, and I gritted my teeth so much.

"No, the Volturi don't let their paintings out. They're so prim and law-abiding. Anything that might reveal their identity is destroyed or hidden, Claire."

No matter how hard I tried to watch Alice's face when she was talking, I couldn't tell what wasn't real, and she made herself seem genuine and sincere at all times.

"What are you doubting?" Alice was keenly aware of the embarrassment on my expression, her fingers had already traced my shoulders, and she held my hand down.

I was frightened by her and said: "Nothing?" Yes, I'm not sure at all, it's just a wild guess, and it will make people laugh.

"No, you have something on your mind, it would be better to say it." Alice didn't allow me to be fooled, her tone was a little oppressive.

I suspect she would have laughed out loud if she had told the truth. "That's nothing, I'm just thinking wildly."

"It's about Caius, you never mention him, Claire."

This name has become a thorn in my life, and every time I touch it, I must muster courage. "I suspect Rick Doyle is... the guy."

I think he is very familiar, the behavior of this transfer student, his way of speaking and some actions.And all his performances, no one doubts that he is a vampire.If he is really not human, then I really can't think of anyone but Caius who knew me and I forgot him.

Alice's eyes widened in surprise, which made her look like a certain brand of doll. "Why do you think so, you think Rick is a vampire?"

"His skin is paler than yours, which is not normal in itself, and he didn't show up today. I doubt he will turn into a diamond and sparkle as soon as he stands in the sun." Of course, these are not enough to prove that he is not human, more What's more, I always feel like I've seen him somewhere.

I was so anxious that I couldn't suppress the speculation in my heart.

"Claire, don't you ever look in the mirror? Your skin is also whiter than ours, which is really rare among humans, but you are a good example. You have not been exposed to the sun all year round, and with your illness, you look Like a very old vampire." Alice said with a stifled laugh, her laughter was a little strange because it was suppressed.

Not a laugh, but a tense grunt.

"So I'm a special case. I have reason to suspect that any human beings who are fairer than you are actually not human beings." I said hesitantly. Don't scare yourself.

"Where do you think the transfer student would be, sleeping in a coffin and crawling out of the basement at night?" Alice said amusedly, she thought my idea was very entertaining.

"You never sleep, Alice." I bowed my head in embarrassment, this matter was already very uncertain.

"Okay, Claire, listen to me." Alice suddenly stared at me seriously, and the worry in her eyes flashed past. "He's just a human, not a vampire. I know where he is today. He's at Carlisle."

"He's at Carlisle?" The answer was unexpected. Isn't Carlisle in the hospital now?

"I'll take you to him, and you can explain clearly in person." Alice dragged me downstairs before I recovered.

I didn't have her strength at all, so I could only be run by her. Alice ran into the garage like flying, and drove out her Porsche.I was bending over to catch my breath outside the garage as she pulled up to me and opened the door for me to get in.

The sun was setting at four o'clock in the distance, and I ran to the car anxiously, because the light would still burden my skin.

Alice's car was very fast. To be precise, none of the Karen family would obey the traffic rules.If they don't drive over a hundred miles one day, you suspect they're drunk.

We re-entered the town of Forks, to the hospital where Carlisle worked.Before I could stop the car, I saw a man walking out of the hospital. It was Rick.

"Just right." Alice praised herself triumphantly, it seemed that she knew exactly when Rick would come out.

He stood at the entrance of the hospital, with the setting sun in front of him, he stood there without crossing the pool, looking indifferently at the light outside the door.

Why didn't he come out, I looked at him suspiciously.A crazy idea firmly controlled my brain, and Alice's words still couldn't really convince me.

"Claire." Alice suddenly seemed to see something, she yelled at me, and I had already opened the car door and rushed out as she wished.

Rick frowned immediately when he saw me. He seemed to be very angry whenever he faced me. Did I really never offend him?In the distance, twilight is approaching, and the hazy yellow color hazy covers today's Fox.

I rushed up to him and reached out to grab his arm. I wasn't used to the glove he was wearing, so I grabbed his arm.The clothes he was wearing were so thick that for a moment I wasn't sure how stiff the muscles inside were.

I didn't stop my steps, and with all my strength, I dragged him and ran away.

For a moment, I thought I couldn't drag him.But that was just an illusion of speed, because he followed me easily, steady and fast.

We rushed all the way to the brightest place, and the twilight was above our heads, and the rich colors turned into rose petals, which were about to fall as we ran.

If he was a vampire, the light would be enough to make him glow, too.I had noticed that there was no one here but Alice, and it happened to be my adventurous sanctuary.

I finally stopped, Rick's voice was like ice slag, wishing he could strangle me to death.

"What the hell are you doing, Claire?"

I looked up at the sun, and then turned to look at him, no light?Could it be the lack of light, but the heat on my face tells me it's bright enough to make any vampire shimmer.

I can almost hear Alice sighing. She said that Rick Doyle is not a vampire.

It was a misunderstanding. I sullenly faced his distorted expression, and suddenly I didn't know how to explain it.