[Twilight] Amis

The morning air has a cool smell, and it falls into the heart and lungs along with the breath, quietly brushing away the faint boredom in the chest cavity.

With her head down, Laila followed the flow of people unhurriedly towards the teaching building. When she passed the door of the teaching building, she suddenly heard "Good morning".

She was familiar with this voice, but when she heard it at this moment, she was a little surprised.

Lila raised her head and saw Edward leaning against the door. He seemed to have been there for a while, his hair was slightly damp with the morning mist.

Is he waiting for someone?Who are you waiting for?Could it be her?

Lyra had just thought this, when Edward straightened up and walked towards her with a smile.

"Didn't sleep well last night?" Edward stood still in front of Lila, his eyes fell on the faint shadows under her eyes, and he couldn't help frowning.

Lyra nodded, then stared into Edward's face without saying a word.

Edward felt strange, and couldn't help but raised his hand to touch his face, "What's wrong? Is there something strange on my face? Or—" He thought about it, and suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, lowered his head and approached Lila, his voice Soft, husky with a little magnetism, "You suddenly found that my appearance matches your aesthetics?"

Laila withdrew her gaze and walked towards the inside of the teaching building, just avoiding his approaching head.

Edward's attitude surprised her.

Even though he said he believed her yesterday, she thought that after witnessing such a scene with her own eyes, it was impossible for him not to have any doubts in his heart.

But just now, she couldn't find a trace of abnormality on his face, his expression was so natural, that kind of expression that was the same as before, without any grievances, did not seem to be fake.

It wasn't that he pretended too well, or that he really trusted her as he said.

Trust... what a luxurious word.

Laila was lost in thought for a moment, and said to Edward who was walking beside her, "You are indeed pretty."

It's a joy to be complimented by a girl you like.

"Thank you." Edward pursed his lips, hiding his uncontrollable smile, "You too."

Neither of them spoke after that, they walked quietly for a short distance.

"Then," Edward broke the silence, mentioning one of his concerns, "I heard from Catherine that Dinah called you yesterday?"

"Well, she came to apologize to me, she said, you made her miserable," Laila stopped and said seriously, "Thank you for helping me vent my anger."

"Hands up."

Lyra resumed her steps and said as she walked, "Dinah begged me to tell you that she has learned her lesson, please don't make things difficult for her."

"Are you going to forgive her?" Edward frowned slightly.

"It's not a matter of forgiving or not. I just think there's no need to waste time and energy on her. She's just a passerby..."

The word "passerby" managed to make Edward laugh.

"Yeah, you're right," he looked down at her with bright eyes, "she's just a passerby."

The whole morning time quickly passed silently at the fingertips, and it was lunch break time in a blink of an eye.

In the cafeteria, as soon as Catherine sat down at the table, she hurriedly talked about the incident that the cat in the school had its eyes gouged out by unknown persons again yesterday.

This incident had already spread among the students of the whole school in the morning, and the topic of "cat's eyes gouged out" had just faded, and it picked up like a rocket.

"...I didn't expect the murderer to be a serial killer. He or she must be a psychopath!" After speaking for a long time in one breath, Catherine finally slowed down and took the soda water at hand to moisten her throat.

Abnormal... scolding really hard...

Lyra bit her fork in silence.

"Oh, those 27 cats whose eyes were gouged out are really pitiful..." Catherine suddenly paused, with a thoughtful look on her brows, "27...27..." She murmured After several times, after a while, I suddenly realized, "I understand! I understand, Laila! Last time you said that the boy who dripped hydrochloric acid into the cat's eyes was not the murderer because—he only hurt a cat. , not 27, is it?"

A total of 27 cats had their eyes gouged out at the spring ball, and this time it was also 27.After investigation, the boy who dripped cat eyes with hydrochloric acid proved that he was not the murderer who gouged out the eyes of 27 cats at the spring ball. He did it out of a love of research, or crazy psychology. Catherine just The phrase pervert is very appropriate to describe him.

Having figured this out, Catherine stared at Laila with bright eyes, with a somewhat excited expression on her face.

Lila swallowed the food in her mouth, and replied unhurriedly: "Actually, I was just guessing at the beginning, but now it seems that it should be so."

"27, 27, why is it 27?" Catherine seemed to be asking her, and seemed to be talking to herself.

"Maybe it's because—" Laila hesitated, then said, "the limit value of sin."

"What do you mean?" Catherine asked curiously, and Thelma also put down the knife and fork in her hand and looked at her.

"It is said that if more than 27 living bodies are injured at one time, the offender's soul will be severely punished, and if it is less than or equal to 27, it will not, so the number of 27 is called the 'limit value of sin'."

"Eh? There is such a saying, where did you see it?"

Laila paused, then answered vaguely, "A book."

"The limit of sin..." Emmett murmured, withdrawing her attention from Lyra's table, and asked the other Karens, "Have you heard of this saying?"

After Alice and Jasper looked at each other, they shook their heads, "This is the first time I've heard of it." Alice replied.

Edward lowered his head, seemingly concentrating on the food on the plate, but actually focused on Laila. Hearing this, he replied flatly, "No."

Rosalie showed a lack of interest and did not participate in the conversation.

Emmett rubbed his chin, feeling a little strange. He himself doesn't like to read books, so it's not surprising that he doesn't know some things, but no one else, including Edward, who ranks second in the family, has never heard of it. So, could it be that the book Lyra was talking about was actually a little girl's bedtime book?Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glanced curiously at Laila's table again, but it was a pity that the three of Laila had finished their conversation.

"I'll go first." Edward stood up with the tray and said to the other Karen.He deliberately chose a route that needed to pass by Laila's table, and when he passed Laila, he nodded to her casually.

Thelma and Catherine watched their brief interaction with their chins resting on their cheeks, smiling in their eyes.

This lunch took a long time. Laila looked down at her watch and quickly finished the last piece of beef on the plate. She has a habit of eating as little as possible to waste food, and when she has a good appetite, she will add more to the plate. Clean, Yi Er always said that her behavior was very like some kind of small animal, and said with a smile, "with her eating together, I don't even need to wash the dishes", and then she would pretend to be angry, and pounce on him with all her teeth and claws. in the arms.

When she got up with an empty plate, her complexion suddenly changed, and she cried secretly:

Oh bad!

Every woman has a relative in common, and most women don't like that relative very much.

By the time Laila emerged from the bathroom, the class bell had already rung once.

Just now, at the moment when she got up and was about to leave the dining table, her aunt paid a surprise visit. Fortunately, she is used to wearing dark pants, and her aunt is not very fierce, so there is no trace of it from the outside, otherwise it would be embarrassing .

She didn't want to walk into the classroom with the title of "late" in full view, so she simply turned around and walked towards the playground.

During class time, the campus is always very quiet. Along the way, I didn’t meet a single person, only a fluffy white cat wandered past in front of me, and half of my small body accidentally bumped into the edge of the flower bed, making a sound of grievance cry.

Laila looked at the cute little thing with a loving smile on her lips. She took a few steps forward and stopped suddenly.

It was as if a flash of lightning flashed across my mind, and it was as bright as day in an instant!

If the power of extreme yin is hidden in the eyes of a certain cat, then that eye looks intact from the outside, but in fact, due to the interference of the power of extreme yin, that eye...that eye should be invisible anything!

The reason why the little white cat moved clumsily just now is probably because——

Her heart was beating wildly.

Because it is not used to losing half of its vision!

Thinking of this, Laila immediately turned around and chased after the little white cat in the direction where it disappeared!

Fortunately, the little white cat walked very slowly.

Turning a corner, Laila found it near the school's outer wall.

She exhaled lightly, and carefully squatted down in front of the little white cat with nervous anticipation, meeting its eyes.

The little white cat meowed, tilted its head, and looked at her fearlessly, its eyes seemed to be full of curiosity.

no……

The light in Lyra's eyes dimmed.

Not this one.

The cat was indeed blind in one eye, but that eye was really disabled, and it looked dark and scary.

Animated gems do not choose mutilated camouflages.

Lyra lowered her eyes, a faint disappointment welling up in her heart.

Time and time again, I don't know how many times she will be disappointed before she can find what she wants.

"Meow-"

The little white cat probably felt bored, so it barked softly at her, as if saying goodbye, and then left slowly with its tail up.

Laila looked at it quietly for a while, her mind was empty, and she didn't think about anything until the little white cat was completely out of her sight.

She blinked, collected her mood, stood up, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a black shadow passing not far away from the corner of her eye.

"Who?!"

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