[The Twilight Saga·Carlyle] Hidden God

Karen's house is located between two large mountains.

On the east side is a river that has been frozen by ice, on the west side is a pine forest, and on the north and south sides are high snow-capped mountains.

If he didn't believe in Carlisle's character, Edmund would have thought that he was going to be packaged and sold to the North Pole.

"You live so far away, aren't you afraid that if something bad happens?"

"That won't happen." Carlisle put his right hand on the button behind the cigarette lighter and raised the window on Edmund's side. "You are still recuperating, be careful not to catch a cold."

"Oh.—Then do you have a TV at home?" The boy doubted whether the signal could reach such a remote place.

"Yes," said Carlisle curtly, "but it's Rosalie and Emmett's exclusive pastime now.—the rest of our family prefers computers.—after all, it's a little more convenient."

"One per person?"

"One for each."

"And what about the car?"

"Five." Carlisle didn't mean to hide anything.

"...I hate rich people."

Carlisle turned to look at the boy with a smile that would captivate any female creature in town.

Unfortunately, Edmund was studying the buttons on the car, so he didn't pay attention to his expression at all.

"What's this for?" The blue-eyed boy pointed to a rotary knob under the car's radiator.

"The sunroof.—But you can't open it now."

"Oh." The boy stared at the rotary knob for a while, then lost interest, and turned to look at Carlisle who was driving.

The eyes of the two people meet.

"...Don't you need to look ahead while driving, Dr. Cullen?" Edmund said expressionlessly. "Snowy roads are slippery, be careful of car accidents."

"No." Although he said so, Carlisle still turned his head and looked forward consciously.

"Where did your confidence come from? Mariana Trench? (Note: The deepest trench in the world.) Chicxulub Crater? (Note: The largest crater in the world.) Jotunheim? ( Note: The kingdom of giants in Norse mythology.) - Can I turn down the heat a little? I'm a little hot."

"of course can."

Carlisle reached out—and bumped into the boy's hand.

The man frowned. —he knew that his body temperature must be as cold as marble to a boy's touch.

"Look, you're still talking about me? Don't you wear that thin yourself? A trench coat? In Alaska?—I'd better open it up, you're almost frozen to the touch." Edmund grabbed He rubbed Carlisle's hands back and forth, and then pulled the latter's sleeve close to the air outlet.

Carlisle didn't let go until his hand became warm.

"Thank you. I feel better now.—Do you like snow?" Carlisle asked, noticing that the boy was in a good mood.

"I like it very much." Edmund curled up his legs and leaned on the seat comfortably like a kitten, looking out the window at the rapidly receding trees. "Before I was eight years old, I used to play with Peter a lot.—Snowball fights, skiing, ice skating, making snowmen, making ice sculptures..."

"Peter?" Carlisle, who had investigated Edmund's life experience in private, asked knowingly. ——With 300 years of experience, he has been able to smoothly bypass all questions that can make people find doubts. (Including the fact that he has been hypothermic and wears very little. - People in Alaska think this very handsome-looking Dr. Cullen once lived in North Greenland. Alaska should be quite warm for him .)

"My brother. Three years older than me.—In fact, he and I are the only real blood relatives in the family.—My current parents have no children. I think the reason why they adopted the two of us may be Maybe it’s because of blood. After all, Peter and I are the only two people in the orphanage who are of Chinese-English mixed race. ——He doesn’t look much like me, um, the bridge of the nose is straighter, and there are a lot of freckles on his face.” Ed Meng pointed to his own cheek, "Also, his eyes are dark brown, they look like freshly baked Belgian chocolates. — We used to fight over who had prettier eyes. But I always win in the end. He's a little bit clumsy. You know, that's the downside of being big."

Carlisle laughed, "I thought you would use words to make him compromise."

"Against Peter, I prefer fists. — he's one of those guys who just remembers punching."

The black sports car drove out of a tunnel and turned onto a small road on the right.

"I think we're almost there."

As soon as the words fell, a beautiful three-story villa appeared in the boy's field of vision.

"Is that your house?"

"Yes."

"It's really cool." Edmund knelt on the passenger seat and stared enviously at the beautiful cottage and the snow-covered yard on the right side. "I think I can understand why you've got your home so far away. - An entire wall of glass! Sitting in the living room and looking out at the woods! No worries about being disturbed! That's great! - I will also earn money to build a house like that in the future.”

Those translucent azure blue pupils seemed to be filled with stars, so bright that they seemed to suck the whole person in.

"That's a nice compliment." Carlisle smiled.

This was not the first time Edmund had visited someone's home.So, when Carlisle asked him if he felt nervous, he answered no without hesitation.

However, when Carlisle parked the sports car in the open space, he realized that he was actually a little nervous.

"Your family—um—are they—all there?" The blue-eyed boy stammered rarely.

"Yes.—I told them they'd have company today.—I'm sure you'll like them."

[The point is whether they will like me. 】——The boy thought.

"Sit here and don't move." Carlisle turned off the engine and prevented Edmund from opening the car door.

"why?"

"I'll carry you down.—Unless you want to stay longer in the hospital."

"...You always like to threaten me with this, Dr. Cullen." The boy muttered dissatisfiedly, but obediently withdrew his hand that was already on the doorknob.

"Tried and tested." Carlisle smiled slightly, stepped on the snow and circled around, opened the co-pilot's door, put his hands through Edmund's armpit and hugged him whole.

"You've put on a lot of weight, Edmund."

"...if it feels heavy, put me down."

"I'm just stating a fact, not complaining. - your little weight is not a burden to me at all. Of course, as your attending doctor, I am very happy to see that you have finally grown a little bit Meat."

Carlisle bowed his head slightly, staring seriously at the boy with his hands on his shoulders.

The bridge of the nose is high, the eyelashes are very long, the lips are slightly thinner, and the skin is paler than that of Asians.A pair of beautiful eyes are slightly squinted, looking like a very cozy cat.

"The snow is getting bigger." Edmund blinked those blue [I don't know why this word is still harmonized] cat eyes, and waved his warm little hands quickly on Carlisle's face and hair. And touch around the shoulder.

The snowflakes in winter in Alaska fell on Carlisle in large swaths, and then were dusted off by two nimble little hands and fell to the ground.

"Oh, by the way—you didn't really live in Greenland like they say, did you? Or the North Pole? With the Eskimos?—Hey! Come on, man!" The boy met Carlisle There was no response for a long time, so he yelled.

"Before I moved to Alaska, I lived in Canada." The warmth on his face made Carlisle close his eyes reflexively. ——I have to admit that he enjoyed the feeling like a feather swipe.

"Sounds really good." The boy responded, and then started his own cleaning work.

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