[Twilight] Give me sunshine

The contents of the letter were too brief, and even the handwriting looked like a printed version. Apart from judging that its owner was probably a Chinese, she could not get any useful clues.So she simply put it back in its original place. Since someone wanted to look for her, there must be someone left to help her solve her doubts. It's just that the situation is special now, so let's wait until the matter can be successfully concluded.

The conversation between Bella and Jenks did not exceed 15 minutes, and when they opened the inner door, Joan was already resting on the sofa and waiting.As if nothing happened, she walked up to Bella, nodded when she saw that she had obtained the prepared documents, and the two left together.

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When they got home, Carlisle and Esme had already set off to London to seek help. They planned to travel around and visit friends in distant border areas. Visit nearby places.Alice and Jasper have been looking for the legendary half-vampire for two or three days, but they haven't left any news. Edward and Bella are also going to take Renesmee to the central region.

Bella and Edward were going to drive because they were taking Renee Smee and maybe an extra Jacob.In the dimly lit underground garage, Edward and Bella were preparing all the simple luggage and items. The little Renee Sme stood aside, silent and watching them with wide eyes.Although she doesn't talk much most of the time, she always has a way to let everyone understand her mind.

Joan felt her nervousness, walked to her side, squatted down according to her height, squeezed her little hand gently, and comforted her with a smile: "Don't worry, anyone who has seen you will like you."

Renee Smee held her hand back and smiled sweetly: "They will like you too."

Joan nodded with a smile, hugged her, and watched them drive away after getting into the car. This was the second time she sent Renesme away like this in the past two months, and her heart was still complicated.

Renee Smee had done nothing wrong per se, she was just different, special and unusual.If only the Volturi would take the time to listen to their explanations, the truth would be clear.But obviously, this is no longer just an incident aimed at bloodthirsty devil children. Renesme is just a gimmick. What the Volturi want is the disintegration of the Karen family. They know very well that it is impossible for Aro to give them Time, let alone listen to their explanations.Calling more people is to help them prove, or to give Ah Luo another degree of shock.

But Joan feels guilty that she can't do anything for Nice in this matter.In this world, apart from the Cullen family, she doesn't know many vampires, and the few friends are mostly human beings. The only vampire who can be called friendly is Cynthia, whom she met in the small town of San Gimignano before.But Cynthia's family has paid a heavy price for the bloodthirsty devil child, and she can no longer put her sisters in danger for similar things.For a while, the family seemed to be quiet, leaving her alone.

So in such a tense time, Joan took it easy instead, staying at home alone with nothing to do.Every time she looked at the group of maple trees outside the window, she felt that the leaves would fall off after the night passed, but when she saw it during the day, it was only a small clump.But when she didn't look at it for two days, the leaves of the maple tree had fallen seven or eight points, and her heart suddenly became aroused. The matter was imminent, and the Volturi would come at any time. I don't know if Alice and the others have no progress.

Leaning on the chair by the window, she flipped through the Latin books she bought on a whim a long time ago. At the second-hand bookstall of the old man's house by the street, the cover was old and yellowed, but it could be seen that they were carefully kept.Even though she can't quite understand the content now, and she hasn't even checked the content of this book, she simply likes its shabby appearance, aging art, and the fascinated sense of time grinding.Among them, she could only recognize a few words, and there were traces of flipping the pages, but she didn't read the next few times.On the contrary, when Caius came, he looked at most of it and seemed very interested.

She inadvertently turned to page No.12, and found the faint handwriting left by a pencil in the blank space above the page:

(Eramquodes, erisquodsum.)

The Latin sentence, Joan knew without thinking too much that Caius had left it.The handwriting is powerful, elegant and gorgeous, full of aristocratic atmosphere.

His fingers lightly brushed the pages of the book, and his fingertips rested and tapped on the table. Although he didn't know what it meant, his heart trembled inexplicably.It has been a while since Caius left. I am afraid that he already knows the current problems and situation of the Karen family. Even though she already knows that he will definitely come to Washington State, she still can't imagine what kind of atmosphere they will have.

Holding the book in front of the computer, she typed and translated word by word, and she seemed to understand the answers she got but didn't seem to understand.

(I was like you, and you will be like me.)

Both Caius and she are not talkative types. Although they spend a lot of time alone in Fox, they just talk to each other most of the time, which is the most comfortable way for her.Now she realizes that the communication between the two is also very important, at least she can understand what Caius is feeling in his heart, instead of trying to understand him with a half-knowledge.

After thinking about it, she also took out a pencil from the pen holder, and added a sentence next to the node:

(Quofata ferunt.)

Where does fate take us.

This is a Bermuda motto, originally used to refer to the ill-fated people of the country, and now it is used here by Joan. What she wants to know is not only her and Caius' future, but more about the Karen family and the Volturi tomorrow.

Joan sighed, and put the book back in the corner of the bookcase, but her heart couldn't calm down, and she was tightly grasped.

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On their third day alone at home, Rosalie and Emmett brought home their first guest.

An Egyptian man with red eyes and brown hair, he looks easy to get along with and is good at manipulating the natural elements.There were three people accompanying him, and one of them named Amon seemed to be very resistant to being approached by others.Even though Joan is kind, she doesn't get in touch with them too much, allowing them to have sufficient personal space.

But she had a question, and she was eager to ask Benjamin's opinion.

"Manipulation of natural elements, including fire?"

Benjamin didn't mind her suddenness, and with the gentleness unique to Asians, he nodded at her and waited for her to continue.

"Have you met anyone else who manipulates fire?"

"I haven't met it, but I've heard of it." Benjamin took two steps closer, "Amon said that there was a family in Europe that once produced a person with the ability to control raging fire."

"Is there any difference with your ability?"

"An ability user who possesses a single element can use this element more powerfully, so the fire he controls will be more violent than mine."