[Twilight] Amis

Lyra had expected Edward to be awkward for at least a while before he would talk to her, though she didn't know why he was being awkward.

So when the other party appeared in front of her with a nonchalant face on Monday morning, she was a little surprised and couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

I always feel...a bit weird.

Laila thought, rubbing her nose.

Edward's expression seems to be the same as before, but it seems to be a little different. What is the difference?

Ah yes, it seems that the eyes are a little brighter!

Maybe it's because he changed to a new color contact lens?She secretly guessed.

On this side, Edward was quietly relieved that Lyra hadn't brought up his sudden anger on Saturday.If she asked him why he was angry, he really didn't know how to explain it.

He's been thinking about the question that's bothered him since he got home last Saturday, and now he's figured it out:

The blood clan will only recognize one partner in his life, no matter who Laila is in his heart, he doesn't want to change his attitude towards her.

Since you don't want to change, then work hard and persevere.

It's that simple.

Edward is really not normal.

Except for those eyes that got brighter.

Lyra was sure of that.

Because he kept asking her about her preferences in various aspects, such as music, flowers, colors, books... Big and small, he was very patient.

"So, what is your favorite jewelry?" When he asked this question, she finally couldn't help but stop.

"You have too many questions." She frowned, with a hint of dissatisfaction in her eyes.

"Because I'm curious about you." He softened his voice.

Laila's heart skipped a beat, and her eyes turned around the other's face.

Could it be... what did he notice in her?

"I don't believe you are a curious person," she said.

Edward smiled and said slowly, "Yeah...it's usually like this. But...you're an exception," he paused, his gaze deeply resting in hers, "you're hard to read. "

"It's hard for everyone to read."

"No, no," Edward shook his head, then hesitated, and said, "Actually, everyone is transparent to me, except you...and that Isabella Swann," he said in his tone There was an imperceptible tension and temptation, "I can't read your thoughts."

Laila raised her eyebrows suspiciously, and was surprised, "Can you read other people's thoughts?"

"Yeah," Edward nodded, his eyes swept around, staying on Mr. Banner who was walking in front, "Mr. Banner is wondering why there is a bottle of hydrochloric acid missing in the laboratory," he said affirmatively, and then turned back To a boy with yellow hair and a few freckles on his nose, "That boy is planning how to put earthworms in Jeff's clothes, and the girl with gray curly hair is thinking about last night's TV show." Pointing to a girl walking in their direction, "And you," he turned to look at her, "have nothing."

Lyra's eyes followed Edward's, then returned to his.

Under her silent gaze, Edward's mood became more and more disturbed.

He thought that she should ask something, such as his real identity, after all, the mind reading he revealed just now is not an ability that ordinary humans can possess.

However, to his surprise, Laila didn't ask any questions, she just glanced at him and left without saying a word, the expression on her face was elusive to him.

Edward froze in place.

Someone came over, and the familiar aura made him recognize the person without looking back.

"Did you tell her? Your mind-reading skills?" Jasper's voice sounded in his ears, his tone was flat, and he couldn't tell whether he agreed or disagreed.

"Sooner or later, let her know." Edward still looked at the direction where Lila left. "When two people are together, we need to understand and be honest with each other. I can't hide our identities from her forever, and I don't want to do that. It's just... ..." He frowned suspiciously, "It's strange, I thought she would at least ask: 'Who are you?'"

"Maybe she doesn't want to know," Jasper said thoughtfully, also looking at the slender figure that gradually disappeared from sight, "She's a smart girl."

At this end, when Laila turned around Building No. 1, she accidentally found a shaded area between Building No. 1 and Building No. 2, which is rarely visited on weekdays, surrounded by a large group of students. , the atmosphere is very noisy.

Catherine and Thelma were also in the crowd. She thought for a while and stepped forward.

Surrounded by the students was a tall and thin boy squatting on the ground with his face buried.

"What happened?" Lyra asked Catherine and Thelma beside her.

"He actually dripped hydrochloric acid into the cat's eyes! It's too much!" Catherine said angrily, pointing at the tall and thin boy.

Cat abuse?

Laila frowned slightly, and took another careful look at the boy, and suddenly found a bottle at his feet, which was a special reagent bottle for the laboratory.

The pupils shrank suddenly.

...Mr. Banner is wondering why there is a bottle of hydrochloric acid missing in the laboratory...

What Edward said just now emerged clearly in his mind.

It turned out to be so!

The spiritual world is the most difficult world to explore, even the Amis family with the power of light can hardly do it, but Edward can enter the spiritual world of others so easily.

Laila's eyes flickered, secretly startled.

She knew very little about vampires, because such creatures did not exist in that world, and all the information she got came from the Internet and books in this world.

So, does every vampire have the same ability to read minds as Edward?Or, is this just his unique ability?If this is his unique ability, do other vampires also have their own unique ability?What kind of terrifying power would that be?

For a while, many difficult questions flashed through my mind.

Lyra suddenly realizes that vampires are more powerful than she ever imagined.It seems that if you want to keep your secrets in this world, you must act more carefully.

"Do you think this boy is the murderer who dug out the eyes of 27 cats a while ago?" Catherine's voice suddenly wafted into her ears.

"It's not him." She answered subconsciously.

Hearing this, Catherine and Thelma both had a trace of surprise on their faces, and expressed affirmation for Laila.

"Why?" It was Thelma who asked.

Laila paused, "...feeling."

The class bell rang suddenly at this time, and the teachers who received the notification finally arrived late at this time.

After watching the school teacher take the boy away, everyone gradually dispersed.

"Let's go to class." Laila said to the two people beside her, and turned to leave.

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