[The Twilight Saga·Carlyle] Hidden God

After the film was over, Esme went back to work.Carlisle stayed on to help the boy regain his physical activity. ——The wound on Edmund's chest has healed by [-]% to [-]%. As long as he doesn't do strenuous exercise, there will be no problems.So he thought the boy could try to move his legs.

Of course, before that, Carlisle didn't tell the boy about it. —he worried that the restless boy would try to get out of bed and walk impatiently after hearing such news.

Carlisle turned off the TV, picked Edmund up, adjusted his posture, and placed him gently on the edge of the bed.

"Try kicking your legs and let me see how far you've recovered."

The boy did so immediately.

But with all his strength, he could only shake his calf slightly, which was not a kick at all.

"...It's no different from being paralyzed." The boy muttered with a sullen face, "I can't use any strength."

"Don't be too impatient." Carlisle laughed.He knelt down on one knee in front of the boy, and stretched out his hands to gently pinch the muscles in the latter's legs.

The handsome vampire doctor controlled the strength of his hands very well, and after only a short massage, the blue-eyed boy narrowed his eyes comfortably.

"Okay, now try again."

"Ah."

The second time is always better than the first time.

"Can I try walking?" the boy, tired of practicing for a while, looked up and asked, "Carlisle? Let me try?"

"Maybe not yet," Carlisle said.

"I want to try it." The boy's blue cat eyes shone with anticipation, "Let me try it!"

"...As you wish." Carlisle nodded.

He crouched about five feet (about 1.5 meters) away from the boy and opened his arms to him.

"Go here and try."

The boy leaned on the edge of the bed, gritted his teeth, and tried his best to move his stiff legs and slowly moved towards Carlisle. During the process, he almost fell off the dog because he couldn't stand still. Hidden] feces. —he and Carlisle looked like a dad teaching his one-year-old to walk.

Thinking of this, Edmund immediately relaxed, his legs went limp, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably. ——It fell into Carlisle's arms with a "slap".

Vampires move too fast. ——In just the blink of an eye, Carlisle moved from in front of Edmund to behind him, and even found time to run to the side of the bed and pull the quilt into his arms to make a cushion for the boy.

"Maybe it's not that time yet." Edmund stretched out his index finger awkwardly and scratched his nose.

"Maybe not yet." Carlisle repeated with a chuckle. "Don't be too impatient, Edmund.—I think you need a longer vacation to recuperate."

"Hmm... about how long?"

"Three months."

"Three months?!" Edmund widened his beautiful cat eyes in surprise, and even forgot that he was lying in Carlisle's arms at the moment. "Why is it taking so long?!"

"You have to know, Ed." Carlisle bowed his head slightly, wrapped the boy in a quilt, and carefully put him back on the bed, "The vampire opened a hole in your chest.——This is not fun. Even if it looks fine on the surface, the damage inside your body is still serious. Three months is just an optimistic estimate, maybe half a year is not enough time for you to recover."

"I have to stay in bed for the past three months? Can't I play with Emmett?"

"Maybe, maybe not. It depends."

"But, Carlisle! I don't want to—"

"Edmund!" Carlisle raised his voice, his handsome eyebrows frowning at some point. ——During those “extremely long” two months, almost as soon as he closed his eyes, the image of a boy would appear in his mind——

Edmund was lying unconscious in Edward's arms at that time. ——The skin on the chest was torn and stained blood red.The sound of the heart throbbing and the blood gushing out almost pierced his brain nerves like steel needles...

He didn't want to see the boy lying on the hospital bed with the tube inserted.

Such a scene can almost make him collapse.

"Come on, Edmund," Carlisle pleaded almost in a whisper, moving his lips.

The latter froze for a moment, then lowered his head silently.

"……sorry."

Carlisle is right.

Because he is not alone now, he is a member of the Karen family. ——Don’t be so casual that you worry your family members.

The boy lowered his eyelids, as if angry with (himself).

"Sorry." The vampire parent, who realized that he was too strict just now, raised his hand, and gently stroked Edmund's eye socket with his fingertips, with deep apology in his eyes, "I scared you. —— I didn't mean to .”

"No, I understand you, Carlisle.——I would feel angry too." The boy closed his eyes and let the other's fingertips keep passing over the corners of his eyes.

There was a silence—

"Carlisle?" The blue-eyed boy raised his head as if he suddenly remembered something, and said with a pause. ——The pair of beautiful cat's eyes are like two bright, precious sapphires, so that people who are looking at them can hardly take their eyes off. "Can I give you a hug?"

The handsome vampire parent smiled, moved towards the boy, and bent down to press his face against the boy's warm neck.Those seemingly slender but extremely powerful hands passed through Edmund's armpits and gently pressed against his back, lifting his entire upper body a little.

The latter complained a little because of the sudden cold temperature, then raised his still weak arms and hugged the other party's neck tightly.

"Carlisle."

"Ok?"

"I... I'm afraid." Edmund hesitated before saying, "...I've been dreaming about you being torn apart by other vampires these days. ——No, I'm not questioning your strength. I It's just... just... afraid that what happened that day will happen again. What if Yerick chose to wring your neck off? I can't do anything but watch..."

"Relax, Ed." Carlisle tightened his arms slightly, as if reciting poetry, promised the boy, "I assure you, what you dreamed will never happen. ——Trust me."

Edmund tugged at the other party's short golden hair, which was shining like flowing clouds, and responded softly.

"Look at me, Ed."

The boy flinched, and turned his eyes to look at the handsome vampire.

Carlisle was very close to him. —almost touching his nose.

"Are you going to bite me?" Edmund, startled by the distance between the two, asked almost reflexively. "You look hungry."

Carlisle smiled slightly.

"Do not."

"But the color of your eyes has darkened." The boy said, "Now it's a dark gold that's approaching black."

"I've given you blood transfusions many times. — Mixing other people's blood makes your smell less likely to affect me for a period of time." Carlisle rubbed the boy's cheek gently with his fingertips, "Lately though, your blood-forming organs seem to have been refilled with those blood cells you lacked. So I'm having to readjust now.—your smell has almost set my throat on fire."

"Like just ran a marathon?"

"It's worse than that."

But Carlisle doesn't look like he's about to lose control.Except for the darkening of the eyes, he looked like a handsome noble gentleman who was not affected by blood at all.

"Edward told me that Yerick and Eustin lived 300 years."

"Yes." Carlisle nodded, "They have lived in wars for a long time, and their fighting experience is much richer than ours. Of course, maybe Jasper should be removed."

"But I used a little blood to make Justin lose control." Edmund blinked. "At first I thought he was the 'vampire newborn' you mentioned before."

"If they were newborns, you would have been killed by them before I arrived. Even us blood races who have lived for a long time are unwilling to meet those newborns. They are too dangerous. "

"Well—it seems that I was lucky at that time. At least they weren't lunatics without reason." The boy said that he really couldn't understand the vampire's crazy pursuit of blood, even though his family had tried their best to ask him That explains that crazy feeling. —Maybe he will get a very accurate cognition after he becomes a vampire.

"You could say the same."

"...So how did you do it, Carlisle? You've lived about as long as they did—oh, decades more—but you can still be sane during the surgery."

"Year after year of patience. In the end, I gradually got used to it." The handsome vampire doctor raised the corner of his mouth, moved his pale fingers to the boy's calf, and gently massaged the muscles there .

"...Amazing.—You are the best vampire I have ever seen.—Ah, although I have only seen ten of them so far." Edmund said softly, "Tell me about your past thing?"

"About what?"

"All!—if I may," said the boy impatiently. "I want to know more about you!"

For Edmund, there was nothing more interesting in the world than Carlyle's attraction to him.

"How old did you grow so tall? What was the color of your pupils before? What do you like to eat? Is your study great? Do all the neighbors around you like you? Are there any pretty girls you like?"

Carlisle smiled and touched the boy's head, letting the boy rest comfortably on his chest.

"Want me to tell you personally? Or do you want to see my old diary?"

"You tell me first, and then I'll read the diary." The boy rolled his eyes and said with a sly smile, "Then I can write a book called "The Biography of Carlyle."

Carlisle pinched his cheek tenderly.

"I grew to my current height when I was about eighteen or nine years old; my eyes used to be light green; I didn't particularly like to eat, but I liked black tea very much; I got excellent grades, although it is a bit immodest, but it is a fact ;The neighbors around me have a good impression of me; as for whether there is a girl I like-"

"Look at your expression, is there?" Edmund snickered. ——he can imagine that scenario in his mind:

A beautiful little boy with blond hair and a pair of light green eyes, wearing clean and tidy clothes, poked his head out from the corner, silently watching the back of a girl not far ahead...

If it's the girl Carlisle likes, she must be very good!

"No."

"Haha, I just said——what?! No?!" Edmund's eyes widened, and he almost bit his tongue. "How could there be no? Really?"

"I almost put all my attention on the book at that time." Carlisle lowered his head, put his chin on the top of the boy's head, put his hands around the boy's shoulders, and hugged him tightly , "I had a very strict father, so that my childhood didn't find much time to play with my peers. - He thought that as a priest's child, I must be the best."

"Sounds very similar to Mr. Pace.—But I'm very glad that my father is you." Edmund smacked his lips sympathetically, and reached out to clasp the cool arm of the vampire, "Carlisle, you will always be with me Is it me?"

"Well.—I'll never leave you."

The author has something to say: Here's today's update! ——This chapter is still sweet.

Suddenly found that I did not save the manuscript --.

Well, I have to work hard to code the text...

PS: I always feel that I can put the word [End] at the end of this chapter

PPS: By the way, my Penguin number: [-] (forgive me for not being able to type numbers, JJ can be harmonious), the answer to the question is silfar, and I welcome all kinds of opinions!Thank you for your support [bow]