[Twilight] Bright sunshine

Esme put away the bath water for me, in the huge bathtub at her house.I even saw her pour some essential oils into the bath water. I sat on the cold floor silently watching her kind behavior, although I wanted to shrink myself into a corner of the wall and hypnotize myself that there was nothing but a woman in front of me. A normal beauty, if she doesn't have that pale and detailed skin that even makeup can't paint, I think I'll be successful.

Esme puts her hands in the tub and stirs the water, hoping that her frighteningly cold temperatures won't cool the bath water, I desperately need some extra heat right now.

In Fox in mid-May, it rains almost every day. For me, the temperature is no different from the streets in winter.

Esme was sitting on the edge of the bathtub, looking down at me, smiling sincerely, "Are you okay?"

"I think... not so good." My eyes are almost glued together, my body is stiff from the wet clothes, and I want a private space.

"It looks a little bad, do you need my help?" Esme seemed to want to touch me with her hand, but she quickly dismissed the attention because I obviously evaded to let her know that the temperature of my body was not suitable for me. Hypothermic humans.

"No, ma'am." I replied inarticulately.

"If you need to call out, you look worrying." Esme exited the bathroom, closing the door softly.

I hugged my knees and didn't move. After a minute, I got up from the ground trembling. I took off my clothes and stepped into the bathtub. The water temperature was just right. I felt the pores all over my body open quickly, and the warmth returned to my body.

I sighed and quietly hugged my knees and rested my head on them.Naked|Naked body makes me feel like I have returned to my mother's womb, surrounded by amniotic fluid.

I forced myself to calm down, what the hell is going on?Twilight, whether it is Edward or the Cullens, somehow ran out of the movie novel. This is a horrible phenomenon that cannot be explained by any science, unless I have to admit that I have paranoia.Stop, it's impossible, I can't scare myself to death.

Assuming all this is real, then I am not only reborn as an American girl back in time, but dropped into another dimension that would be unbelievable and strange to anyone.

The reality of this dimension was false in my previous life.My God, is it possible that after I finally get rid of the influence of my previous life and come back to take life seriously from the supernatural events, do I still have to accept that this is actually a fairy tale full of vampires and such?

And the worst thing happened when I was completely unprepared, the secret in my heart was almost unreservedly unearthed in a second.

Almost, I'm sure Edward didn't have any reaction to Twilight, but he heard enough things about me for them to have a thousand guesses.

And I'm vaguely sure there are things that Edward doesn't seem to hear, like Bella, the Twilight saga, things from my previous life.

So what he heard from me couldn't be connected, otherwise he wouldn't ask Carlisle for help.

This is luck or misfortune.

They won't know that I'm born again, and they won't know that I've watched Twilight, let alone the beautiful love story between Bella and Edward in my head.

But unfortunately, I can't lie, because all lies are meaningless in front of Edward.

But I can't tell the truth, I have a fear of fate in my heart, I shouldn't tell them all the secrets about me.

Nobody likes having their secrets revealed, and I really, really hate it.

I reached out and grabbed the long hair, and they all fell into the bathtub. The light golden hair seemed to be transparent in the water, and I sighed a little choked up.I'm afraid I won't be able to pass this test, I'm really helpless.

In my distress, I drowsily heard the bathroom door close, but it was so fast and light that I wasn't sure if it was my delusional hallucination.

Looking up, there was silence all around, there was no one or unknown creature here.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw a set of white clothes on the chair next to the bathtub.

Then I started thinking, who is this coming in?Esme, Alice... I'll strangle anyone who dares to say it's Edward.

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... In other words, my ability to take questions is really lackluster