[The Twilight Saga·Carlyle] Hidden God

If Edmund were to describe his life after being adopted by Carlisle in one word, he would definitely say this word——

"The vicissitudes of life".

That's right.

Compared with before, it is such an earth-shaking change.

First of all—he no longer has to worry about whether there is not enough or enough food in the house.

Every time Esme comes here, she brings a lot of things, including snacks, fruits, and other foods, as well as household items such as towels, bed sheets, shampoo, and even curtains. — so much stuff that when the boy went downstairs and opened the door, he could almost see only the colorful shopping bags.

Second—he never bought clothes in town again.

Alice Cullen, a vampire who can see into the future, has her own unique hobbies and interests.That is planning various events and collecting various fashions.

After Edmund joined the Cullen family, she was very happy to put all the children's clothes in the fitting room at home into the boy's closet, and then donated all the old clothes to the orphanage . ——She thought that as long as she was around, the Karen family would not be allowed to wear the same piece of clothing twice.

And then—he didn't have to worry about having anyone to play with him anymore.

Edward, Jasper and Emmett would always pick him up from the junior high school in the town in that sleek red off-road vehicle after school, and then start racing with one handle.

Finally—he no longer has to worry about endless homework and increasingly difficult homework.

As long as the hospital does not work overtime, Carlisle will come to accompany him every night. ——Do homework together, read books, watch TV, chat, and even put him to sleep.

As an independent boy, Edmund took a stand against Carlyle's theory that "you sleep better when you are with your family." He kept emphasizing that he would sleep well by himself, but Carlisle Ignore his protests each time. —It made him feel rather depressed.

Oh, right. ——If the hospital needs to work overtime, the person accompanying Edmund will be automatically replaced by Rosalie.

At first, the boy was a little uncomfortable. — After all Rosalie is not as warm and approachable as the rest of the family.

However, after a certain night——

After Rosalie patiently inspired the boy so that he successfully solved a very difficult problem, Edmund couldn't control his joyful mood, so he jumped up reflexively and kissed her pretty cheek ——

"...Now that you've untied it, hurry up and brush your teeth, wash your face and go to bed!"

After realizing (she was kissed), the blond beauty quickly ran to the second floor and slammed the door of the study with a bang.

It was then that Edmund realized—

It turned out that it wasn't that she didn't like herself, it was just that she was a little shy...

This made the boy's impression of the blonde beauty soar all the way to the peak.

————————————————————————————————————————————————————

When December came quietly, the time Edmund left for Emmett and the others was significantly less.

On this day, when the boy once again rejected Edward's invitation to play, the big vampire brother looked at him with a worried and hesitant expression.

"Cough, don't get me wrong, Edward." Edmund explained patiently, "I wasn't bullied by my classmates, and I didn't encounter any troubles. It's just because the exam is coming soon, and I need time to study hard .”

"Oh! Come on, little brother! Studying is no fun at all! Come and play with us!" Emmett didn't know when he climbed up the window of the boy's room and hung there like Spiderman.

"Emmett!!!" The boy overturned the water glass on the table excitedly, and Edward caught it before it hit the ground, "What are you doing!!! It's not dark yet!!!"

"Oh, take it easy, Edmund. There's no one else around here.—I just came to see why it took so long for Edward to bring you down." Emmett was pleased with the boy's reaction.He gave a low laugh, opened the window and jumped in.

"...I really need to get a good grade in the exam." Edmund rolled his eyes, then turned to look at Edward next to him, "You are all excellent, people in the town are saying.—I don't want to do it The end of the crane at the Karen's."

Emmett laughed out loud, "That's because we've been to high school so many times, honey! — if you keep learning the same stuff over and over again, you'll be really good too!"

"But the others don't know!" Edmund bent down and picked up the tennis ball on the ground and threw it to Emmett. "Please, two big brothers! Let's compete after the exam!"

"Oh!—For the sake of calling us 'big brother', I'll let you go today." Emmett didn't even look at it, and grabbed the tennis ball by hearing.

"Okay, Ed. - Carlisle said he might come back later tonight." Edward patted the boy's shoulder, "If you're sleepy, you can go to bed first, don't wait for him."

"Lock the door and leave him a window," Emmett added.

"Oh, of course.—nearly forgot that our vampires have a penchant for walking through windows." The boy smacked his lips. "I really don't know why you want to repair the door."

Emmett and Edward laughed out loud.

————————————————————————————————————————————————————

Edmund is a smart boy, but being smart doesn't mean he's good at everything.

When he credits for the fifth time the greatest 18th-century French Enlightenment thinker as Immanuel Kant, he almost feels like tearing the history books to shreds and throwing them on the floor. The urge to step on two feet.

But he ended up not doing that. ——After all, it is a book bought with money, and I have to continue to use it in the next semester.

So Edmund had to remember it in the most stupid way possible. --copy.

He took out a few sheets of white paper from the cabinet in the study room and spread them out, then leaned the history book against the thick "German Dictionary", copying while reading.

It went on like this for half an hour——

finally--

He fell asleep lying on the wet handwriting.

————————————————————————————————————————————————————

It was eleven o'clock at night when Carlisle came out of the hospital.

The streets of the town were dark and silent at this moment. —almost no sound at all.

The handsome surgeon looked at the thin ice that had formed on the road, and finally decided to walk to the boy, at the speed of a vampire. —He doesn't worry about being seen by others.It's so dark around here, even if someone squashes his nose against the window, it's impossible to notice what's outside.

Carlisle walked across the snowy grove and stood opposite the house.

The lights in the room on the second floor were still on.

In the next second, he was standing in the boy's room.

Edmund was leaning his head on his slender and pale left arm at this time, and his right hand was still stubbornly grasping the pen that Carlisle had given him. ——Because it has not been moved for a long time, the tip of the pen glowing with silver light has left a small ink blob on the white paper.

The light of the desk lamp fell gently on the boy's immature face, replacing the pale color with a warm orange.The hair, like the purest night sky in Alaska, was softly attached to the boy's forehead, forming a large shadow in his left eye socket against the light.

The sleeping boy looked exactly like those pretty china dolls that are displayed in the window for people to admire. — At least Carlyle thought so.

It took the handsome surgeon a second to take out a camera from a drawer downstairs, rush back and snap the shutter on the boy who was still soundly asleep.

"Er..." The boy twitched his lips suddenly.

"What?" Even Carlisle, who was a vampire, couldn't hear what the boy said.So he could only bend down and close his ears.

"Voltaire."

Carlisle: "..."

Well, it seems that the boy dreamed not of his closest "Carlyle," but of that damned Frenchman, "Voltaire."

Carlisle, who rarely felt a sense of loss, realized that the piece of paper under the boy's arm was covered with "Voltaire", large and small, light or heavy.

Carlisle: "..."

The parent shook his head helplessly.He took the pen out of the boy's hand, covered it and put it aside, then scooped it up with both hands, and picked the boy up effortlessly.

So the cheeks that were pressed against the arms were exposed—all of them were blurred "Voltaire".

Carlisle looked at the piece of paper and found that there was a piece of blurred writing on it, which seemed to be rubbed by something——

"..."

He would never admit that he was a little upset right now.

"Maybe I can come back early tomorrow to help you make up the history."

Mr. Vampire, who had personally experienced the enlightenment movement, walked into the bathroom with the sleeping boy in his arms, wet his hands and began to wash his face.

Carlisle must control his strength very well. — can't hurt him, can't wake him up, and at the same time have to wash the stains off his face.Doing this is simply too difficult for a vampire who has made a fortune.But Carlisle felt that the strength he had mastered was quite satisfactory. ——At least the boy didn't wake up because of the gravity of the vampire's fingertips.

The cold touch of the water droplets on his face made Edmund dodge reflexively, and his left hand, which was originally hanging in the air, quickly lifted up, and hit Carlisle's hand heavily with a "slap".

The tingling sensation like a slap on a stone made the boy wake up from his deep sleep immediately.

"Sorry." Carlisle said softly with an apologetic face. ——He was careless for a moment, forgetting that boys are more sensitive to temperature changes.

"...Good morning, Carlisle." Edmund, who was rubbing his eyes at this time, was obviously sleepy. —he didn't even know it was still night.

"It should be 'good evening', my dear boy." Carlisle smiled and wiped off the drops of water on the boy's face, and carried him back to the bedroom. "I just got back from the hospital. It's almost 8 hours before you need to get up."

"Huh? - Oh, yes, I remembered. Edward said that you have something to do tonight." The boy hugged Carlisle's neck and looked at the history book on the desk, then frowned slightly, "Oops ! I haven't finished my mission today!"

"The body comes first, Ed." Carlisle stroked the boy's hair, "You need to sleep now."

"But... ok! - Then can I understand that you will help me review tomorrow?" Edmund rolled his eyes and said with some expectation.

"As you wish, boy." Carlisle nodded. ——This is the benefit of living for a long time.After personal experience, no matter how boring the theoretical knowledge of history is, he can turn them into vivid little stories.

It's also why Edmund always turns to him to cement history.

"Great!" The boy cheered a little, then kicked his legs slightly, reached out and patted Carlisle on the shoulder, urging him to put himself on the bed. "You know what? I have a hunch that my historical grades will be the best in the whole year."

"Of course." Carlisle watched the boy quickly put on his pajamas and get under the covers, "What do you want to do after the holiday?"

"Well—of course it's playing! But what exactly I want to play, I haven't figured it out yet." Edmond curled up on his side on the bed and looked at Carlisle.

"Perhaps you would like to see the 'famous products' of Alaska?" Carlisle sat down on the edge of the bed, and stretched out his hands to cover the quilt on the bed tightly. "I just happen to know one place that's perfect for seeing the Northern Lights.—Well, we'll talk about the rest to-morrow, and it's bedtime."

"Well, all right.—Good night, Carlisle."

"Good night, Ed." The handsome Mr. Vampire showed a charming smile, then bent down and touched the boy's forehead with his cold lips.

"..."

Edmund blushed immediately, turned over with a snort, and turned the back of his head to Carlisle who was still smiling softly.

[Have a sweet dream, my boy. - I will always be by your side. 】

The author has something to say: This chapter is still sweet~~~

I actually updated more than 6000 words today! ! !Can't work harder! ! ! —Quickly praise me! ! !