[The Twilight Saga·Carlyle] Hidden God

This lunch was tantamount to torture for Edmund.

Because except for Carlisle, who was busy on the phone with some unknown person, the entire Cullen family sat neatly at the dining table, staring at Edmund with a fork and sending spaghetti into his mouth. inside.

It was just too embarrassing.

"That—is there something on my face?" The boy put down the fork and touched his cheeks all over.

"Oh, forgive them." Esme smiled and patted Edmund's head. "It's been a long time since there have been guests at home, and they think it's very fresh. And—we all like children."

"I'm not a child anymore..." muttered Edmund.

"Children usually think like this." Edward laughed.

"Aren't you too? The only child in the family who is not an adult? So you bully me to be younger than you?" Edmund immediately returned it.

"..."

Staying at the age of 17 does not mean that he has always been 17 years old. In fact, he is the oldest one in the whole family except Carlisle.

Of course, Edward would definitely not say these words.

Alice, who was sitting directly opposite Edmund, smiled softly, then leaned over and said something to Jasper, and then both of them looked at Edward who was a little angry.

[Child Edward, call me "sister" and let me hear it? 】

"..." Edward twitched his mouth when he heard Alice's thoughts.

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After eating, the guys who were still in school "very sensible" entered their respective rooms for a "lunch break" under Esme's sweet smile, so Edmund took the time to find his " Dude" Carlisle.

Dr. Cullen, who always looks like an archangel, is leaning on his black recliner and reading an article about mononuclear syndrome.

It's simply too dazzling.

It's a foul to look so perfect.

Edmund wiped his face before walking into the room.

"Have fun?" Carlisle moved the book away, watching the boy walk over while looking at his study.

"Very happy. I like your family very much." Edmund pointed to the recliner under Carlisle, "Hey, buddy! Add a pair of wings and you can play Michael."

"If not? What can I do?"

"An old man who's retired and has nothing to do at home."

"..."

Carlisle smiled helplessly, got up and picked up the naughty boy and put him on his lap.

"I'm not a child anymore." Edmund emphasized this "fact" to Carlisle again. "Don't hug me like that."

"Okay." Carlisle replied with a smile.

"Okay... I knew this kind of protest was useless." Edmund rolled his eyes and said humbly.

"I'm glad you finally realized that." The man replied gracefully.

"..."

"Does the wound still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt much anymore. ——Most of the time, I can ignore their existence." Edmund lazily scratched his beautiful short black hair, and yawned while lying on Carlisle's shoulder.

"Tired?"

"Hmm. A little bit." The boy rubbed his eyes, which were almost closed, and finally closed them and fell asleep.

Well, as a vampire, Carlisle was completely ignored by a human for the first time in his life.

You must know that human beings will more or less retain the instincts that belong to beasts. —The fear of natural enemies is one of them.

This is why those female nurses like him very much, but few of them would choose to be alone with him. ——Human instincts are always inadvertently telling them to stay away from vampires.

But this boy...

Sleeping so soundly on the vampire's body, is he really not afraid of being bitten?

Well, maybe.

A gust of wind brought the breath of the soil in through the open window on the side, blowing the boy's slightly long bangs.

Carlisle lowered his head, pressed the tip of his nose against the boy's hair and took a light breath.

good smell.

The vampire's instinct made Carlisle begin to imagine the scene of stabbing his fangs into the boy's neck in his mind. —Yes, boy's blood must taste very good.

But this picture was quickly destroyed by him consciously.

Of course he wouldn't do that.

Apart from his vow not to suck human blood, he was even more unwilling to see this child suffer.

This is how the songwriter feels about the singer. ——Want to destroy, but don't want to hurt.

Carlyle has been single for more than 300 years of his life. ——Esme was his wife in name, but she was actually his sister.

He has always hoped to find a partner of his own. — a singer.

But when he met his singer, he was still a child.

Edmund was too young.

Even with his astonishingly mature mind, he was a kid who could only reach Carlisle's waist.

At least until he comes of age.

Carlisle told himself so.

He has a lot of time to wait.

Besides—

Little kids always grow up fast.

Just a little carelessness, and they grow up.

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Carlisle got up, wrapped the child in his arms tightly with the overcoat on the back of the chair, then lay down and closed his eyes, thinking about what to do to protect the child and prevent the other party from discovering the secrets of the Cullen family .

This is a very important question.

First and foremost, he should reduce the number of times he brings the boy home.

Leaving aside Carlisle, a vampire who's been a surgeon for years. — the rest of the family, especially Jasper, who had only recently become a vegetarian — the thirst for human blood was still strong.

So Carlisle cannot adopt Edmund for the time being. ——Whether from the boy's point of view or from the point of view of his own family, this is a wise decision.

And then the second point -

"Carlisle."

The blond man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Edward who suddenly appeared at the door.

"Is something wrong? Edward?" Carlisle asked knowingly. —he knew that Edward must have heard what he had just thought.

"Can I talk to you?—just a moment." Edward looked at the dreaming boy in Carlisle's arms, not surprised at all.

"Of course." Carlisle stood up steadily, and gently placed Edmund in his arms on the recliner, "Going outside?"

"I agree." Edward laughed. "He dreamed that he was fighting Emmett."

"Not a wise choice." Carlisle laughed.

In the next second, the two disappeared from the room at the same time.

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