[The Twilight Saga·Carlyle] Hidden God

When Annie stepped on the meal and pushed open the door of the ward, she couldn't help being taken aback by the sight in front of her.

"Oh! For God's sake! What the hell happened here?! Edmund!——They bullied you?!" The female nurse rushed over with a worried expression, trying to pull the boy's face away quilt.

"Annie."

"Doctor Karen." The female nurse immediately turned to look at the handsome surgeon who was standing at the door at some point.

"I'll take care of it here. Could you please take care of Mr. Thomas in Ward 309?"

"Oh, of course.——Yes, that's right.——Edmund, this child has always been more obedient to you." The female nurse looked back at the bulging lump on the bed step by step, and finally closed the door and left.

So only Carlisle and the boy who was pretending to sleep were left in the whole ward.

While carefully adjusting his breathing, Edmund pricked up his ears to listen carefully to Carlisle's movements.

To his surprise, Carlisle didn't walk in his direction, but took the trash can and broom and swept the debris into it.

Then, footsteps approached in the direction of the boy.

Edmund closed his eyes, clenched his left hand into a fist, and forced himself not to make a sound.

Carlisle sighed. ——From the moment he stepped into the ward, he knew that the boy was pretending to be asleep.

This meant that Edmund didn't want to communicate with anyone right now. ——So the empathetic Dr. Karen chose to respect him.

From the pillows on the cabinet and the debris on the floor, it could be seen that Edmund didn't seem to get along well with those girls.So the little boy vented his anger on the pillow when the room was empty. —This is not what Carlisle wants to see.

He originally thought that children seemed to be happier when they were with children. —but now he realizes that he was wrong.This made him feel a little regretful.Because he didn't want to see the kid sad.

Carlisle dusted off the pillow and put it where it should have been, then picked up the pretending sleepy boy and made him snuggle up on it.

"Remember to eat. Good night, Edmund." The blond man reached out and patted the bulging quilt lightly, then closed the door and left.

It wasn't until Carlisle walked away that the boy buried under the quilt slowly revealed his head.

He looked at the clean floor in a daze, and then at the pillows that had returned to their original positions and the steaming meals on the bedside table——

Tears flowed out suddenly uncontrollably.

It is like a child falling in full view. ——If everyone around him is laughing at him, no matter how much his body hurts, this child will not choose to cry.But if there is someone who is willing to comfort him gently, then he will feel very wronged, and no matter how much he endures, the tears cannot be stopped.

Just when he thought he had lost everything, fate brought him to meet Carlisle.

It's really good luck.

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In the following hospital life, Edmund has been behaved very well. ——This made Nurse Anne have the illusion of "completely changing a person".

In the past, Edmund would lose his temper as long as he didn't go out for a day, and threatened the medical staff with a hunger strike to take him out for a walk.

But all this time he's been pretty darn good.

Wake up on time, eat on time, go to bed on time. — without even asking them to let him out for fresh air.

This is not normal. — Absolutely not normal.

Annie wanted to ask several times, but was blocked by Carlisle's beautiful pure golden eyes. —to force such a child is nothing short of a crime.

In fact, things are not complicated. ——The reason why the boy behaved so well was because he realized that Carlisle was the only one who could make him feel "wronged".Edmund liked Carlisle because he could feel in this person that he was actually loved.

Edmund knew he couldn't stay in the hospital forever.He will always leave when he recovers from injury, so in the few remaining days, he wants to give Carlisle a good impression.

And Carlisle knew all of this. ——so he freed up more time to be with that boy.Read a book, chat, take a walk, or even go for a drive in the car.

For the first time in his life, Edmund wished he could stay in the hospital forever.

But that is impossible after all.

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The days passed like this day by day.

Finally, on a sunny day, Edmund returned to his long-lost home with his clothes and gifts from the nurses.

To the boy's surprise, the house, which had been vacant for more than two months, had been renovated.

The wallpaper, curtains, and floor lamps were all replaced with new ones, the blood on the floor was cleaned completely, a new leather sofa replaced the original armchair that had been scratched by a sharp knife, and a set of furniture was neatly placed beside the fireplace. A pile of black and brown firewood, a set of beautiful tea sets on the coffee table, and even the broken fancy glass were repaired as they were.

Edmund froze for a moment, then dropped the things in his hands and ran up to the second floor.

As he expected, the second floor has also been renovated.

His parents' room was converted into a study. ——The walls have been converted into mosaic bookshelves filled with all kinds of books, big and small.

But the room where he used to have changed even more.

The wallpaper is a soothing baby blue with vintage gold accents.His and Peter's bunk beds had been removed and replaced by a Nordic-style, dark blue four-poster bed next to the bay window.Next to the bed is a nightstand in the same colour, with a lamp designed to look like a fighter jet.The original double desk has been changed into a single one, with several washed and shiny apples placed on it.

Wait, what the hell is going on here?

Edmund felt himself struck by a bolt of white lightning. —Has this house been sold to someone else?

The author has something to say: When splitting the chapters, the trembling of hands caused eternal hatred! ! !

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