[The Twilight Saga·Carlyle] Hidden God

This time the dream was finally not so depressing.

Edmund dreamed that he was wearing chain mail and was fighting a black dragon with a shining silver sword. They fought for three days and three nights.In the end, the dragon actually turned into a man with a long face, grabbed his arm and began to babble, saying something strange like "hydroxyl has reducing properties and can be oxidized to aldehydes or ketones or carboxylic acids". weird things...

"No, don't tell me that again." The boy frowned and moaned softly, "I don't want to hear it."

"Ed?"

"No, don't.——I don't want to listen, you go to someone else to give a lecture...don't disturb my sleep..."

"Edmund?"

"Shut up, you horse-faced bastard, I don't want to hear it..."

"Edmund!"

The boy opened his eyes suddenly.

The room became much brighter. —It is already morning.

"Ed, can you hear me?"

Edmund turned his eyes that were sore from the light, and it took almost half a minute to vaguely see the worried parent.

At that moment, the boy felt that he hadn't seen the blond vampire for many years.

He was still very young and handsome, more handsome than any movie star, but his skin was pale and tired, and he had circles under his eyes.

"Carlisle." Edmund tried to move his right hand to grab Carlisle's sleeve, only to realize that the latter had already held it in his hand.

"You're awake at last.—how do you feel now?"

"It hurts, and I'm dizzy...Leave me alone, what happened? You look...not good." The boy opened his eyes wide, "Carlisle?"

"I don't deny it.—Yes, I've been worrying about you for the past two months." Carlisle seemed relieved. ——He stood up and walked to the other side of the ward, unscrewed the thermos cup and poured some water into the cup, then immediately returned to the bedside, holding the boy's hand again. "It's reflected in my appearance over time, so you'll see me look tired."

"Sorry……"

"It's not your fault." Carlisle helped Edmund lift his upper body and fed him some warm water. "I know you don't want to do this either."

"...let me see your hand." The boy said impatiently.

Hearing this, the latter immediately stretched out his left hand.

Pale and powerful. — as if it hadn't been broken at all.

The picture in his memory was almost like a dream.

The boy sniffled and the tears rolled down again.

"Shh, Ed, it's all over." Carlisle wiped away the other's tears with his fingers, and comforted him softly, "It's all right now."

"I...I was looking at that bastard...he, he put you—"

"Don't think about that just yet, Ed." Carlisle interrupted the boy. "With so much going on, I think there's only one thing you need to apologize to me."

"Huh? - Oh... I'm sorry, I made you worry." Edmund was a little surprised by the speed at which the other party changed the subject.But he still opened his mouth obediently.

"No, not because of that."

"What? Not this?—then why..."

"Because you almost made me lose the youngest and most clingy son." At the same time, you are also the only companion in this life.

"……sorry."

"I accept your apology."

"--Then what about you?" The blue-eyed boy followed the other party's tone and continued, the angry look in his eyes that wanted to jump up and bite him to death successfully made Carlisle, who was not in a good mood, "lose broke my own arm, and made me cry like a girl in front of so many people, no, vampires!—I said I hated crying!"

What is the logic?

The blond vampire couldn't laugh or cry. ——It was fine just now, but in a blink of an eye, I became angry.As expected, the child's thoughts were jumping very fast, and he felt that he could not keep up.

"Ed."

"Humph."

Carlisle smiled and lowered his head, gently rubbed the corner of the boy's wet eyes with his thumb, and wiped away the tears that stayed there.

"I'm sorry, Ed.—I love you."

"Humph."

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Carlisle said nothing more. —He stared closely at Edmund's face, watching him stare at the ceiling angrily.

It's great to see such vivid expressions.

The handsome surgeon thought he enjoyed watching the boy's angry expression, though he knew it was a little inhuman. —Well, he didn't want to make Edmund angry, even though his angry expression was very cute.

No, this is not good. ——What if the boy stopped talking to him because of this?This bothered him more than having his arms removed by his own kind.

"Ed? Are you bored? Shall I read to you?" Carlisle made up his mind to make Edmund happy. ——He slightly raised the corners of his mouth and gently stroked the palm of his hand with his fingers, as lightly as if he was tickling. (Edmund likes Carlisle's voice, especially when reciting poetry. Maybe it's the professional instinct of being a pastor and the unstoppable charm of vampires that make it easy for him to "confuse" others even if he doesn't deliberately modify his tone Mind.)

Yes, Edmund looked better when he smiled. ——Such eyes are shining like stars, so beautiful that they cannot be described in words.

"No." Edmund snorted, his eyes still fixed on the ceiling. ——Don't look at his appearance of "it's all your fault" on the surface, in fact, in his heart, he is thinking about why he is angry. It is obviously his own fault, isn't it?What's the deal with Carlisle?Perhaps dissatisfied with Carlisle's sudden change of subject?Wait, that doesn't seem to be the case either.So why is he in a bad mood all of a sudden? ——Could it be because of the rebellious period?Or a side effect of painkillers? "You go about your own business."

Carlisle didn't show surprise at this, on the contrary, he had already guessed what the other party was thinking at this time. — When a person ponders why he should be angry, is he really angry?

"...What are you looking at me for?" the boy asked under his throat. ——Carlisle stared at him like that, which made him feel very uncomfortable, as if there were countless ants crawling in his body, which made him restless.

"I want to see you more, so that when you grow up, you won't remember what you were like when you were young." Carlisle replied softly.

"...Look at the photo." Edmund tried to move his left hand, trying to push the opponent's face away, but he failed.

"Pictures don't get mad at me."

"I want to hit you."

"Come on." Carlisle narrowed his eyes and put his arm in front of the boy.

Then--

He was bitten by that vengeful guy.

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"Does it hurt?" Carlisle asked worriedly, pulling his arm out of Edmund's mouth. ——He really didn't expect the other party to actually bite (and bite so hard), otherwise he would definitely take his hand back before the boy opened his mouth.

"...It feels like biting into a marble." Edmund commented with squinted eyes, "My teeth are about to be shattered."

Carlisle reached out and squeezed the boy's chin, forcing him to open his mouth.

"Fortunately, the tooth was not broken.—Don't do it again."

"I don't care, you stretched it out yourself."

"...I will definitely pay attention in the future." Carlisle sighed.

Edmund showed a triumphant expression, and then managed to get Carlisle's smile back.

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"Oh! By the way. Where's Mr. Garrett?" the boy asked.

"I talked to him while you were in a coma, and invited him to live in Kinlunga for a while, but he declined and went south.—I think he had some typical American traits in his bones: more vagabond, and Keen to try something new and interesting. But I still persuaded him to leave a way to contact him. - If you need it, you can email him."

"Thanks, Carlisle . . . but I don't understand why he saved me," muttered Edmund, "and twice.—I've never met him before, and he's a vampire, I'm just a human." .”

"He may not understand it himself." Carlisle said ambiguously, "Sometimes vampires are more inclined to act according to their feelings. ——In fact, I think the reason why he saved you is because he thinks you are very interesting."

"Really? Then I'm really lucky. -I think I can send an email sometime, um, thank him. -By the way, where is Gale?" The boy belatedly Think of that lost companion.

"Gail's luck is much better than yours." The wound on the boy's chest still hasn't healed, so Carlisle can only caress the other's smooth cheek to comfort him. —he likes it very much.Touching each other always brought him a feeling of indescribable pleasure. "Not long after he got separated from you, he met the search and rescue team who came to look for you. He was not injured, and he started to go to school after taking a few days off. And--he also visited you a few times, for you Brought some—little presents."

原本还很感动的艾德蒙在看到卡莱尔手上那几本花花绿绿的色【我就知道这个词会被和谐】情杂志之后，气得似乎恨不得立即跑到学校去把盖尔拖出来揍a meal.

Carlisle gave a low laugh.

"Then...how did you explain my injury?" It's impossible to say that he met a vampire, right?This is so ridiculous that it is a question of whether anyone will believe it.

"I told them you were attacked by a brown bear after you got lost. Luckily we got there in time to save you from the bear's claws."

"They all believe it?"

"I believe it." Carlisle blinked, "Because there happened to be a brown bear crossing the border nearby."

"It must hate you very much. ——It took such a big blame." The boy thought that the brown bear who threatened him might be punished by the people in the reserve (such as tooth extraction, electric shock) , dragged away, administered anesthetics, etc.), I was still very relieved for a while.

"Maybe." Carlisle leaned down and pressed his forehead against the boy's, the cool touch made Edmund feel very comfortable, "Anyway, for me, the greatest consolation is that you are still alive .”

"I'll be fine," Edmund said softly, sniffling. "Don't worry, Carlisle."

"Ah."

Carlisle wrapped the boy in his arms, closed his eyes and stroked the boy's head silently.

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The small town of Kinlunga, Alaska, USA is still shrouded in dark clouds today. ——A small town without sunshine seems a bit stiff and lacks vitality.

Fortunately, this kind of weather can no longer affect the mood of people here. ——For them who have lived in a cloudy sky since childhood, this kind of weather is normal.

Edmund woke up very early today. ——Being bedridden for several days has made him no longer like to sleep in late.But where would he go if he woke up?

The boy thought that the reason why Carlisle didn't tie him to the bed with a rope was because the other party knew that his muscles had lost their original activity, and he could hardly move, let alone sneak out to play. —Who made him sleep for so long?

So, the boy, who can't do anything, is sitting comfortably on the upturned pillow and watching TV. ——It's playing a 1986 horror movie called The Fly, rated R by the MPAA. (RESTRICTEDUnder17requiresaccompanyingparentoradultguardian: Restricted level, under 17 must be accompanied by parents or guardians to watch.)

Carlisle believes that Edmund himself has a desire to seek excitement, which is why he is so keen on horror movies with bloody pictures.

In this regard, the boy's own explanation is that he can't understand those literary love movies, and he doesn't want to watch animated movies that can be understood by individuals.This kind of horror, bloody and moral film is easier to understand, easy to understand and quite interesting.

"Honey, don't you have nightmares?" Esme turned her head and looked at Edmund worriedly when she saw the crimson man crawling up the wall like a fly in the picture.

"No." The boy said firmly, "Carlisle is here."

Esme immediately went to look at the blond vampire sitting on the other side of the bed.

Carlisle shook his head helplessly, saying that he couldn't persuade Edmund to give up the movie. ——Especially when the other party is fascinated.

[Next time, Emmett must not send this kind of video tape.Ed is still young and can't always watch this kind of film. 】—Esme told Carlisle with her eyes.

[In the future, I will check the content before playing it. 】——Carlisle also answered Esme with his eyes.

"Hey! Did you see that? He's flying!" cried Edmund.

"Yes, we saw it." Carlisle patted the boy's furry head as if to appease an excited little pet. — Esme looked at them with a smile on her face.

Anyway, it's great to see such a harmonious picture.

The author has something to say: This is today's update. ——I'm so happy to finally complete it!

Question about nicknames. ——It’s decided, just call me rice. ——Don’t complain about the name, I actually think it’s weird too, but it’s easy to remember~~~

PS: Thanks to Wu Zhongzi and Yoyo for their long comments!You can tell me what episode you want to watch~ (The right to decide is yours, um.)