[Twilight] Give me sunshine

Volturi left, just like when he came, everything seemed to happen in an instant, in this small town, the instigator who caused waves in this peaceful family left with no shame and peace of mind.

Joan felt a deep disenchantment at this moment.The result of their hard work for so long was nothing but Aro's hesitation when he turned around. They tried their best to find witnesses, but they were just trying to buy a few minutes to defend themselves. Carlisle never even dared to have the idea of ​​​​confronting the Volturi. , Power and influence, in a world like vampires, which is based on ability, will only intensify.

She looked up to the sky and sighed long, as long as Ah Luo is not satisfied for a day, they will live in worry and fear forever, as long as he is still interested in the abilities of Edward and Alice, the danger is always there It is possible to come.It is impossible for them to win so many friends and teams every time, and it is even more impossible for them to be prepared every time. They don't know which time it will be, and they are helpless to meet them.

All the people left one after another. At the end of the forest, the Karen family sent away one after another friends who had helped them.Benjamin stood not far from Joan, still smiling gently. He seemed to know what Joan was worrying about, but he didn't seem to notice anything. He just fanned the breeze gently, passing her face, attracting her look back at him.

"Even the power of fire is not invincible." He picked up a fallen leaf from the ground, put it in Joan's hand, and covered it with a little force, "The most attractive thing about nature is mutual generation and mutual restraint. Everything is a cycle. "

"No matter how powerful a person is, there will be a weak side. Even if it is a dilemma, there will be a new exit."

He slowly moved away his covered right hand, and the fallen leaves that had been lying in Joan's palm had gradually turned green again, with green vitality faintly revealing in the veins, which looked very special among the hazy yellow fallen leaves.

Joan knew that he wanted to comfort her, and Benjamin's kindness warmed her heart. A near-miss war not only allowed her to see the true nature of Ah Luo, but also gained her a friend.She pinched the leaf stem, turned around, smiled and nodded to him, letting him leave with peace of mind.

"See you next time in Egypt."

"I hope you will still be so enthusiastic when I come to the United States for a pure travel next time."

"Of course." Joan blinked, "Maybe I have to beg you again sometime."

Benjamin shook his head, smiled and left with the three of Amon.

After seeing off Benjamin, Joan really felt that everything had come to an end. She turned and looked at the others. The entire forest had gradually become dark. As night fell, the vampires who did not belong here had almost dispersed. Carlisle and Esme didn't seem to want to go home immediately, Rosalie had been standing by her side, and Edward and Bella had disappeared.

"Carlisle and the others?" Joan asked Rosalie puzzled, Carlisle seemed even more sad than when confronting each other.

"Carlisle always has a lot of things to worry about." Rosalie shrugged, "As long as Renee Smee is still around, things will always go in a good direction."

Joan didn't deny it, she looked at the indelible worry in Carlisle's eyebrows and eyes, and she could understand this feeling very well in her heart, and they left quietly, giving him enough buffer time.

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Joan always thought that after the war, Caius would stay in the town for a while as usual, but since the last time the Volturi left collectively, Caius seemed to have disappeared as well, with no intention of staying or returning.

After everything was over, the calm and peaceful days not only did not make her feel comfortable, but made her even more anxious.Although she didn't show any obvious disappointment or unhappiness on the surface, her heart was already in a mess, and she was in a daze for most of the day.The idea was getting more and more outrageous, and it made her more and more anxious. She even felt that Caius could finally think clearly and make a decision between the Volturi and her.

Everyone tacitly refrained from mentioning everything about Volturi and Caius in front of her. Even when she walked to the edge of the forest, she could think of Caius bit by bit.

She felt that her state was getting worse and worse, and she should do something to pass her time, consume her extra brain cells, and get through this 'quiet period'.

So she drove to Seattle alone, and according to her previous impression, she found the office that left her with a huge question mark.

All the decorative door numbers and positions have not changed, the only thing that has changed is that Jenks is not hiding in the second door, waiting for the door to be knocked open, but sitting at the coffee table in the living room with a relaxed look, seeing Joan enter the door , didn't seem surprised, and just treated her as an ordinary guest, inviting her to sit down.

Joan raised her eyebrows unexpectedly. The corner of the original bookcase where the envelopes were conspicuously placed is now full of many books. The entire cabinet is neat and tidy. Like not caring.

But Joan came here just to solve her own doubts, and didn't intend to spend more time beating around the bush with him, nor cared about his display.She took advantage of the situation and sat opposite him, aggressively using the tea table as a desk.

"Hi, I'm Joan, we've met twice before." Joan cut to the chase, "I have entrusted affairs with Alice and Jasper."

"My Chinese name is Yan Qiong."

"Do you have my letter here?"

When Jankes heard her words, the ease between his brows and eyes gradually disappeared, and he sat up slowly, putting away the formality and politeness on his face, and looked at her face seriously, as if he was thinking about something, and asked her again uncertainly : "What do you say your Chinese name is?"

"Yan Qiong."

He nodded, stooped randomly, and pulled out the familiar letter from the hidden compartment under the coffee table.

He didn't hand the letter directly to her, but carefully took out the photo in the letter, compared it with Joan's face carefully, and then resealed it and pushed it in front of her after confirming that it was correct.

Joan expressed surprise at his carefulness, but did not interrupt him, and graciously opened the letter when he offered to give her it.

She thought that the content of this letter was almost the same as what she 'peeked' at last time, but she didn't expect that besides the photos and the card, there was also a small note that seemed to have been folded many times. It's different, the words in the note are handwritten, and there are traces of being scratched carefully.Although the surface is wrinkled, the words inside are neat and correct, more like a girl's handwriting.

On the note was neatly written a line of address, also written in Chinese: No. 208, xx Road, xx District, City A

Joan looked at this address and found it very familiar. She could almost imagine what this place looked like: an old and refurbished single-family low building, a repainted staircase with handrails, a greedy orange cat and a vine in the next house looking out from the window. Chlorophytum hanging to the wall.

This is her home in China.