[Twilight] Bright sunshine

I found that when I really calm down and stare at his face, the extremely clean pale skin and the color of the lips will shock your fragile optic nerves with a color contrast that is so persistent that it is about to explode.His skin condition is really different than imagined. I suspect that Rick has not been exposed to sunlight since he was born due to his illness. Many women will definitely hope to get this kind of beauty, even if they lose their fortunes.

The rain continued to toss desperately outside the window. Listening to the sound of the rain, I imagined the decadence of the cold vines hanging down in the forest.Rick sat with me by the window, a seat I had always chosen to sit at, and he had become my deskmate in every class, including PE.

I think of gym class, when everyone changed their clothes, and he stood out from the crowd, wearing gloves and a scarf around his neck, and he followed me wherever I went.In the gym, he is more conspicuous than the teacher.

Why didn't anyone come out to restrain him and make him more like a student.And if anyone dares to throw a basketball, volleyball or badminton at me in physical education class, that student will be unlucky.

I saw with my own eyes that he stretched out his hand, grabbed a basketball that was thrown to my side, and slammed it hard onto the basket. The precise force shocked the basketball board and kept trembling.Moreover, he also threatened his classmates viciously, and next time he would throw people's heads.

Even when I was holding a badminton racket, he was watching me eagerly, ready to rush over and smash that poor shuttlecock at any moment.

Teacher, someone is threatening your students with their eyes - of course I can't complain with such an idiotic reason.

Anyway, everyone is paying attention to our actions anytime, anywhere with an extremely weird gaze and a heart that is more gossip than the headlines in the school magazine.I haven't enjoyed this kind of high-profile treatment for a long time. Jessica's eyes almost popped out. I also saw Eric and Angela holding cameras, trying to get close but not close.

I'm still not quite used to someone keeping so close to me, and just aggressively invading my life with a horrible passion bordering on hatred.

I noticed that the cuts on his face had disappeared, maybe the sun didn't burn him as badly as he thought.He would often sit next to me in a daze, looking like he was in deep thought, as if every teacher had made an agreement, and he was hardly asked to answer questions.

This class is a biology class. I know Bella has taken it. Of course, her class progress is slower than mine. She will probably learn the content of my class in the next class.Mr. Banner’s classroom is one of Fox’s most distinctive places. He likes to dress it up like a tropical jungle. He will change the style every half semester. There are animal specimens on the wall shelves, and the eyes of a poor owl facing us.The green plants hanging by the window are precarious, and the animals soaked in glass bottles are placed next to the green flowers.

I sat on the right side closest to the window and Rick sat on my left just blocking my way out.

There is a white microscope for experiments between us, and his hands are naturally placed on the table, holding each other.I don't understand why he often maintains this action, imprisoned, suppressed, with a sense of unspeakable tension.

Under the light, his black eyes barely had any light. I always wondered if he was wearing contact lenses, because the eyes of this color were too rich and dark.

"What are you looking at, Claire." He asked suddenly, his voice was very calm, not like a question.

I immediately dragged back my damned eyes, and replied as a cover-up, "It's nothing." I don't know why I paid so much attention to him, I was still in a mess when I was caught.In fact, appreciating the handsome guy openly is like appreciating the posters on the wall. I don't even know what I'm embarrassed about.

He didn't hang on to me, his red lips curled up slightly, it was a slightly smug smile.

I probably knew what he was laughing at, he felt that I was beginning to be attracted to him.

The biology teacher who was wearing a black suit jacket but casually unbuttoned it came over.He is very active and likes to joke in class. When distributing the experimental slides in his hand, he will show off his custom-made golden onions to his students in advance. This is the No.1 prize of the experimental group in this class. "Then this is the case for your experiment this time. I have messed up the order of all the slides. You just need to mark the order of the division cycle again. The first one that is done and correct is the golden onion." The teacher walked past us , he smiled and waved the reward in his hand.

I didn't want to get the prize in his hand, but I began to worry that my deskmate had changed, and I would form a group with my deskmate to complete the course activities together.I carefully picked up the onion root tip cells that had been crushed and processed. Inside the fragile and transparent glass slide lay the answer to the experiment.

"Which university do you plan to go to after graduating from this crappy school?" Rick finally let go of his hands that were clasped with each other. He didn't move the microscope and the lab report. For any course, he showed a boring expression.

Broken school?I don't think Fox High is that bad, it's a place of pride for community taxpayers.

"Washington University, if I can pass the interview." I hope that my grades and performance can be admitted. I am not afraid of academic performance, but I have always been worried about not doing well enough in community volunteer work and extracurricular practice.

Dragging the microscope in front of me, it seems that my deskmate doesn't bother to do such a small experiment.Although he often doesn't say anything, his actions and eyes tell others that he simply regards all the students in the classroom as mentally handicapped.

A lot of times I've been tempted to make him less obvious, which makes him look like a dumb guy with a low EQ and a contemptuous IQ who isn't popular at all.

"Have you ever thought about going abroad? Further studies." He brought up this topic a bit weirdly, as if he had laid a trap, hoping that the prey would fall into the pit quickly so that he could catch it.

I don't want to go abroad and be betrayed.Putting the first slide under the microscope, with the correct magnification, is not a difficult task. "America has the best schools, Rick, and I don't think it's a good idea to go abroad." Even the University of Washington, which I want to go to, has enough educational resources to feed me.As for Harvard, that was the place where Edward and the others considered whether to go or not. Maybe Rick could get in too. For some reason, I had an inexplicable confidence in this new transfer student.

These questions don't bother him, and he probably doesn't need to go through the Ivy's packaging training.

"You really have no ambitions for your own life. Go to college, have a boyfriend who is doomed to be mediocre and useless, get married after graduating from college, rent an apartment to raise a child, and then wait to die." Rick's dark pair of His eyes were full of resentment at the moment, and he didn't know what he was angry about.A student sitting next to us was under the desk, surreptitiously flipping through the pages to find the answer.None of their group could remember the stages of cell division in the onion root tip from the book.Rick tilted his head, and he squinted at the cheating student, as if he saw something very disgusting. "This kind of man is everywhere, with a mean, cowardly and dirty heart, without any soul worth looking forward to."

You are artistic.I really think it is not suitable for him to come to school seriously, he is too high and arrogant. "As soon as human beings are born, they are doomed to the end of death. We cannot despise life because of this. Everyone will develop different personalities due to different environments. As long as there is no crime, they should be respected. Of course, cheating is not worth advocating." .” I tried to observe the results of my experiment through the eyepiece of the microscope, so as not to let myself pay too much attention to Rick.This guy has a kind of evil charm, I am really afraid of being attracted to him.

"Interval." I said the observation results, and my hands were already touching the pen and the experiment report. I didn't expect the deskmate next to me to be of any use.

A hand held my outstretched hand, and the first thing I felt was the coolness of the glove, which was always cold on the surface.I couldn't catch it and wanted to shrink back, but he suddenly grasped it tightly, with the force of confinement.

"Rick?" I looked at him dissatisfied. He lowered his eyes and moved his fingers, as if he wanted to intertwine with me.

What action is this?It's too intimate.

My heart beats faster, it's not right, I never intended to acquiesce that he was my boyfriend.

"Do you think that kind of life is good? Do nothing, have no expectations or surprises, don't you have higher requirements." He pretended not to understand my refusal, and clasped my fingers without hesitation.I saw a kind of excitement in the wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and I really didn't know the key point of his emotional change.

"I don't intend to be Marie Curie, and I have no ability to be Bill Gates." One of my hands was still on the microscope, and the hand held by him could feel the texture of his palm under the glove and the layer of leather. Stiff and powerful. "This is a biology class, not a composition class about what you want to be when you grow up. Please let me go, sir."

"One hand is enough for this kind of thing." He pouted, with the same expression as a bad hooligan.It's not fair that even with that expression on his face, it's so bad it makes my heart shudder.

It's all the fault of appearance, this kind of appearance doesn't need any acting skills, if he goes directly to Hollywood, he will be the male lead, and there must be thousands of girls cheering him on.

I got angry at my own weakness, and I found that I couldn't really say no to him, and that realization made me want to go to Emmett and sack him to get the guy to behave.

Pushing the microscope in front of him very hard, I picked up the pen and turned it around to look at him with disdain. I said coldly, "It's time to perform with one hand, what do you think?"

He saw my movement and gave me a depressed look. He was angry that I offended him?

Then he smiled, his lips were tightly pressed, he was obviously very happy, but he smiled cutely, without showing his teeth.Then he quickly picked up a glass slide with one hand, put it under the microscope for a quick look, and his expression immediately became serious. "Early stage."

I was stunned, this is too fast, I wonder if he really watched it?The pen that was spinning around in my hand fell off because of my distraction.

"Later stage." He picked up another one and said indifferently.

I was already scrambling to grab the pen that had rolled to the edge of the table, when Rick's voice came calmly again. "Midterm."

When I finally got the pen, he had raised his head, stretched out his movable left hand, and snatched the pen from my hand.The speed is extremely fast, the handwriting is extremely smooth, and the letters and letters become an elegant straight line, and the experimental report is filled out in a very short time.

Interphase, early period, late period, middle period, final period.

I swear, I've never seen anyone do experiments so fast.

"Have you practiced?" I suspect that he has done this experiment more than a thousand or eight hundred times. Are the students in California so good?

"It's the first time." He seemed unable to bear my doubts, and anger rushed into his eyes again. "It's impossible for me to touch such a meaningless thing no matter how free I am."

"Are you left-handed?" I looked at his left hand holding the pen, his handwriting... a bit familiar?It may be that the writing is so beautiful that it can be printed directly.

"Right." He dropped the pen and replied with a cold snort.

"If you drop out of school and become the second richest man in the world, your parents must be very proud of you." His various performances always make me feel that this is a genius with a weird personality.

"If I were the richest man in the world, would you marry me?" He said coldly, as if he was suddenly irritated by me, and he couldn't choose what to say.

I was surprised by his attitude of not repenting and always wanting to come over, but more because of his inexplicable fear.

I don't think such a boy will easily fall in love with me at first sight, and then fall in love with me again.

I never thought I had that charisma, that ability.

"Do you really like me?" I still feel that he wants to mess with me, which is wrong. To be honest, except for some problems with his personality, everything else about him is so perfect that it is different from mine.Such a person will fall in love with me?

"What do you think?" He reluctantly wanted to express some kind of ridicule with a smile, but the last smile was dark and hideous.

"I think you must have made a bet with someone, saying that you can make the most lifeless girl in this school like you, so you came after me." I really can't think of other explanations except this one.At least that's the idea in reality, not the silly imagination of Spider-Man saving the earth, or the prince and the ugly duckling of the romantic drama.

"Shut up, are you insulting my love for you?" Rick's black eyes were suddenly stained with vicious anger, and he was so angry that he could hardly control his voice, and his sharp questioning was like soaking in water. A poisonous dagger, wishing to kill me. "Bet? You let me lose everything, Claire, how dare you be so innocent."

His fingers were trembling. I couldn't understand this reaction. In a trance, something flashed through my mind quickly, and I muttered to myself before I caught it. "Cairus?"

Then I saw a look of embarrassment suddenly flashed in his eyes, which were deeper than the moonless night, and when I realized whose name I was chanting, there was only anger in Rick's eyes.

I don't know why I called out this name, do I see Rick as Caius?I stomped on the idea that they were different, humans were different from vampires.

"Maybe..." I annoyed him, this kind of messy and stupid behavior doesn't look like me anymore.No matter how improbable it is, if it is true, I have been hurting him.

"What do you want to say?" There was no expectation in his tone, and he didn't think I could say a good thing at all.

"I said if you're really after me..." Excuse me for the pause, I really don't feel so arrogant, so self-righteous, it will be me who said it.And to be honest, Rick is younger than me, at least in terms of psychological age. If I have this kind of boyfriend, I'm actually taking advantage of him.

Age is not a problem. The concept of the previous life still affects me to some extent. I feel a little embarrassed to feel that the old and the young are worthy of each other.

"You just found out?" he said sarcastically, "I'm after you."

"Are you really after me?" I was still skeptical, the way he was pursuing was not at all like that.Even if I have never been in love, I have seen many people in love, and no one pursues others like this.

Said it was to collect debts, it was almost the same.

"Then what do you think is a pursuit? Flowers, I'm asking them to bring them in a helicopter now, or jewels? Clothes? If you want, I'll arrange a grand banquet right away, and we can get engaged immediately. And music CDs , How much do you want, is one hundred thousand copies enough?" He didn't know what I wanted to say at first, and his mean nature didn't change at all, but when he saw me looking at him nervously, he suddenly reacted, his tone changed from mocking to turned into an urgency.

Startled by his reaction, I stiffly tried to pull back.got engaged?Costume jewelry?One hundred thousand CDs?

This is a movie scene, or an explosion scene of a big production. No director with a budget of [-] to [-] million is embarrassed to make such a plot.

"Go on." He actually began to encourage me enthusiastically.

I have reason to believe that if I dared to say something he didn't want to hear, he would throw up the table in a rage. "I mean, I will consider your pursuit." In fact, I started to regret it, can I really date this kind of guy?

No matter how good the conditions are, it is impossible to ignore his moody, terrifying personality of saying that the wind is rain,

"How long are you going to think about it?" He didn't have any patience, especially the coldness in his eyes.

Is this pursuing?Instead of conquering some enemy's fortress?

"Think about it." I said vaguely, turning my head to look at the heavy rain outside the window, let's stop here.This guy is terrible. If I associate with him, I will be crushed to death by him.

When I think of that scene, I always feel that the end is bleak.

"How long will it take you to think it through?" He didn't budge, looking at me suspiciously.

This attitude is obviously a dialogue between the creditor and the debtor?Where is the scene of the confession and the confessor, there is no romantic and sweet feeling at all.

When will you pay back the money?

I will think about it.

How long do you think about it?Are you planning to renege on your bill?

...I suppressed my brain, trying to squeeze Rick's sinister underworld face out of my brain.

"This kind of thing can't tell the time." Why do I feel guilty, I have to stare at the experiment report because I have nowhere to look, I always feel that this kind of handwriting... Shua!Rick had already taken the experiment report away, and before I could recover, he threw the experiment report in his hand to Mr. Banner who came over.Just when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, he took my hand and walked out.

I hurriedly cleaned up the things on my desk with one hand, and walked out with him in my arms. I didn't hear the follow-up explanation of this class at all.

He already knows any classroom where I attend classes, and I suspect that he doesn't have a detailed schedule at all, just because he follows me wherever I attend classes.

"Are you angry?" I can always easily feel his emotional changes. Could it be that Jasper's ability can also infect others?

"No, since I met you, I didn't know that I have so much patience." His eyes were under the light of the corridor, and there was a strange sinister look, and he didn't know what he was paying attention to in his heart.

Are you patient?

I took a deep breath, and I still don't want to continue arguing with him. I have a hunch that I will never be able to quarrel with him.

We went to classes together and I don't understand why he would go on with this class, he didn't seem to need it.More people are whispering about our relationship, anyway, no one will believe that Rick has nothing to do with me now anyway.

The public opinion in this small town is really annoying.

The rain outside began to mix with light snow, and the weather was piercingly cold.I'm not going to ride in Rick's car anymore, I feel trapped in an enclosed space with him.After class, I picked up my schoolbag and ran to the parking lot, and finally caught up with Bella's car. She was still pale, and I sometimes worried about her health.

"Claire." She opened the car door for me and sat in the driver's seat again.

I turned around and saw Rick standing on the steps looking at me. He didn't have any rain protection measures, and he stood in the rain, like an ice sculpture.I got into Bella's car with my hat on and my rain boots all muddy.Looking at him through the lift window and the hazy rain and fog.

"He's still following you?" Bella asked strangely. She has her own judgment on rumors. She also knows whether Rick is my boyfriend.

I could see her curiosity, but I'm not going to discuss this kind of thing any more.The coldness in the rain boots made me irritable, and I frowned and looked at the roof of the car. The image of him standing in the rain was repeatedly tossing in my mind.Isn't there any special hypothermia?From the look of him, he is not afraid of the cold at all.

Bella's Chevrolet drove out of the campus. I closed my eyes and heard Bella gasp. I opened my eyes to see Rick's red Ferrari rushing towards us, driving in front of us.It was deliberate, and Bella almost rear-ended him.

"This guy is really headstrong." I just don't want him to pick him up. Doesn't he know that this way of doing things may cause others to have a car accident?

"Fortunately, he didn't really hit us." Bella was terrified. She had never had confidence in her driving skills in Fox, and the wet and road conditions here made her very uncomfortable.

"I don't understand what he's thinking at all." I don't have any real sense of the pursuit he said, and I can't imagine being in a relationship with him.

Even if... well, I have to admit, he's perfect.It is impossible for me not to be attracted to him, but appreciation is not the same thing as holding hands. I am very strict about the relationship between men and women.It may not be in line with the concept of high school teenagers, but if it is just for fun, such as a day trip for a multi-person date in Port Angel, please forgive me.

That's not my taste, I don't want to let go of my feelings, it's the result of his joke.

"Should he be pursuing you?" Bella hesitated for a moment before saying it implicitly.

It is estimated that no one in the entire Fox Town knows that Rick Doyle has been chasing Claire Miller.

"He was forced by public opinion." Don't think I don't know, he just deliberately made the rumors like this, even Charlie thought I had an extra boyfriend.God knows nothing happened, I promised nothing.

Bella smiled helplessly, and she immediately changed the subject. "Charlie is going to Mason County. He may be back later today. I heard that there are wild animals infested there and killed people." She had an instinctive distaste for such topics, and I saw Bella's brown eyes quiver uncomfortably. down.

"Beast?" I couldn't respond. I haven't heard the news of such a serious attack from anyone around me.But I think the students in the school are more interested in the holiday plans, and if it weren't for Charlie's career, I wouldn't pay too much attention to such events.

"I haven't experienced this kind of thing in Phoenix City, and I never have to worry about bears attacking you while walking on the road." Bella carefully stared at the road conditions. She was a little nervous about the place where the forest was all around. .

She never hides that she is not used to it here.

Everything about Fox, the colors, the air, including the breath of the Pacific Ocean, is difficult for her to integrate into.

Where I like, she is not used to it yet.

Accustomed to Phoenix, which is sunny enough to flood, and then suddenly left the cactus desert area and came to Forks, the most humid and dark place in the United States, it is no wonder that she couldn't really settle down.

"Don't worry, as long as you don't run into the forest, no bears or other animals will rush out to bite people. By the way, did Charlie say what kind of beast it is." A beast that can kill people, my sensitive nerves Started tense again.Although the ecological environment of the Puget area is doomed to a large number of wild animals, there are not many fatal attacks.

"I heard that there is no conclusion yet. The wound of the deceased is very special, and the wound is not serious. These are still under investigation." Bella finally breathed a sigh of relief, and she parked the car in front of the house.The road outside was slippery due to rain and snow, and she didn't have much confidence in her car.

It seems that Charlie really wanted to communicate with Bella, which is why he told her so many things.

I stared at a rock placed outside the white house, rolled down from the top of the hill, a gift of forest green, covered with moss.

"I'll go and see. If I'm lucky, I might be able to catch up with the time when he gets off work." When Bella got out of the car, I put my hand on the steering wheel and sat in the driver's seat.There is nothing to do now that get out of class is over, and I have uncontrollable worries about killing people like wild beasts.

"Claire?" Bella was surprised by my sudden decision, she didn't have my irrationality that was so sensitive that she was going crazy.Knowing that this is the Twilight Zone, and having had the Volturi experience, I'm now skeptical of any murders.

Beast, unknown beast?

I am like an old man on the verge of old age, and I often start to worry about some trivial and inconspicuous things.

Just to be sure, I said to myself.Mason County, I know that place, not far from Olympia. "When we get back, you can make dinner first, Bella." Charlie and I are really lackluster in cooking, and Bella is obviously better than us in housework.

"What do you want to eat?" Bella's lips turned purple from the rain mixed with light snow, and the carbon dioxide she exhaled turned into white mist.

I don't intend to leave her standing outside the car in torment, carefully starting the car, and yelling at her, "I'll eat anything."

I am used to eating American food, and I dare not think about Chinese food. I never deny that there is no place in the world that can compare with Chinese food.

I have not been tortured by the heavy-tasting eating habits of the United States, and I have been tortured to become fat because of the powerful inertia of genes.There were no obese patients in the Swan family, just look at Charlie, who is almost middle-aged.

Forgot to take the gloves off and my fingertips were numb while driving.I considered the route and took a detour to Shelton, where I should find Charlie.I should give him a call when I get there, I've been to various islands in Washington State on vacation, so he won't blame me for just running out, he knows I won't get lost in Puget Sound.I also have many photographs at home of the snow geese of Fir Island and the irregular coastline of Bainbridge Island.

And Mason County, I have been to because of a small island of a thousand people in the south of Puget Sound, where I got seasick on the first ferry.

I thought the road would be smooth, but I really overestimated the broken car Jacob was eager to sell.This damn old car, which would stop at fifty miles per hour and never make it to Seattle, stopped completely after a loud rumble.

I parked the car, opened the car door and jumped to the ground. The sky was so overcast that it seemed covered by a pot cover, and the humidity in the air solidified into white snowflakes.

There was no rain and it started snowing.

I almost slipped because the road was starting to freeze, it's close to Mason County, but there's still a way to go.

It seems that I can only call. I hope Charlie will pick me up in a police car when he gets off work. He will be angry. I don't doubt it at all.

I took out my mobile phone from my pocket, looked at the communication tool that was less useful than a pickup, and put it back in silence for a moment, no battery.I kicked hard at the red hull and it was covered in mud.

Am I going to walk to Mason County?

Snowflakes fell on my long, disheveled hair, and I stomped my feet.It seems that I really can only walk. I can't imagine staying here until tomorrow. The sub-zero night is enough to make me a headline.

Looking around, he stretched out his red fingers from the cold and haha, it was not warm at all.

Putting the hood back on my head, I closed the door, and the wreck was on the road, ready to be given to anyone who wanted it.

I want Bella to buy a second-hand car again, this time I must not be fooled into buying it by an acquaintance.Black sky, white snowflakes, I turned my back to the red broken station for a while before I found the direction.Muttering a few words in his mouth, he resigned himself to his fate and walked over.

I don't know why I can still notice this kind of detail. When I took the fifth step, without warning, the hair on the back of my neck shuddered.

It was terrible, every nerve in the whole body was pierced by a bucket of ice skates, and the brain screamed and roared.A stronger warning than ever before.I froze for a second, and stared blankly at the dark side of the road, where shrubs and fir trees grew together.Muscles tensed, I could feel myself shaking, and without any hesitation, I ran.

A loud noise came from behind me, I stopped my charge, not daring to run any further, a black shadow appeared in front of me.

A man with braided hair, dark skin, and a leather jacket in the style of the last century walked over.His eyes were red and he looked at me with a kind of unsatisfied greed.

I hit the jackpot, I said to myself.Vampires, the unquestionable answer.

"Yo, look what we found, a smell..." A malevolent voice came from behind me, and I turned my head to see a young man with messy blond hair stepping on the roof of a Chevrolet.He sniffed the cold air with enjoyment, and continued with a sigh: "Sweet dessert."

"Little girl, are you lost?" Leaning next to the car door was a woman in fur with messy red hair. She was barefoot and her hands were casually resting on the car door.

If it weren't for the wrong scene, I would be obsessed with her sexy pose of an international supermodel.

My luck is really owed to the verge of bankruptcy, and I will soon jump off the building and sell it.

These three people, no matter their dirty and unkempt appearance, or their non-mainstream temperament, they are really consistent unexpectedly.I was forced to keep backing towards the car by the black man with braids walking over.

Snowflakes fell between us, and he walked barefoot, not afraid of the cold of nature at all.

My fingers are numb, and my exhaled air is stagnant, with nowhere to escape.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you," said the black man, his red eyes filled with a playful smile.

"Lauren, you are so gentle that you are disgusting." The blond man twisted his restless neck, and he squatted on the roof of the car, his posture was like some kind of carnivorous animal, warming up before hunting.

The woman seemed to be amused, she looked at me giggly and laughed. "Play with us, I'm not hungry yet," she said.

"Do you know the Karen family?" I don't know if I should be grateful for my previous experience. At least when I was facing three vampires, I was able to calm down. It would be more perfect if I could stop the trembling of my muscles.

"Karen?" The blond man obviously knew it, and he was surprised that I, a human being, would say such a thing. "Of course, they're famous."

I continued to work hard and hoped that what Edward and the others told me would be useful.

When encountering vampires, reporting their names at the beginning will be more or less useful. I can even bring the vampires to them, and then Carlisle will negotiate with them.

"I know them, and of course I know that you are... that kind of life." I could see myself intrigued by the blond man, who was looking at me with interest, a kind of cold excitement in his red eyes .

"Which one?" The guy named Lauren looked at me and asked maliciously.

"Vampire," I answered quickly, and then saw his eyes change, murderous.

This is the consequence of no brains, almost forgetting that they still have secrecy laws.

"You know? You know Karen, they violated the Volturi's laws, right?" The woman looked calmer, her voice was as light as snowflakes, and each end sound was inaudible.

"No...don't come here!" I was going to refute that they didn't violate any laws, but what I saw out of the corner of my eye finally made me unable to suppress the horror in my heart. A red Ferrari was driving quickly from the road. Ke... that idiot, don't come here and hit the jackpot.

He really followed me to the extreme, and I was going crazy. At this time, he had no way out but death.

Those three wandering vampires didn't know what they found. The relief in their eyes disappeared, and they all looked at the approaching car warily.When the car flicked neatly and stopped casually on the side of the road, Rick opened the door and walked out with his head down.He looked at me angrily, his blond hair was a little disheveled, and the red scarf slipped to his knees because it was unraveled. It looked like a major event happened unprepared, and he rushed over in a hurry.

"Hey, it's not bad." The messy, blond man with dull hair looked at Rick who was coming, and showed a frighteningly brilliant smile.

Lauren's face was cold, and he even started to back away. He didn't know what oppressed him and made him timid.

"James." The woman called him disapprovingly, "We won't stay here for long, you promised me." When it came to the next sentence, the tone was close to being coquettish.

"Of course, baby." James responded with an incongruity, his eyes had been attracted by Rick, as if he saw some peerless gem.

"Run." I looked at him weakly and desperately. Are you here to die for love with me in such a deadly and arrogant way of appearing on the stage?

Rick easily brushed aside Lauren and walked up to me, the light in his eyes burning, a fire in the darkness.I saw his trembling lips because of being too angry, and finally spit out to me coldly, "You never know what peace is, why don't you stay in Fox, what are you doing?" He stretched out his hand and opened me hood, then viciously rubbed the top of my head, scuffing my hair into a real