[Twilight] Give me sunshine

The evening in Port Angel is different from the tranquility of the small town, even in the remotest shops there are people coming and going.Joan parked the car in the parking lot of the shopping mall. Because she didn't know the direction of Port Angel Mall very well, the two of them wandered around instead.

A variety of colorful lights are shining brightly, and the merchandise displayed on the street attracts countless people, making the whole street look very lively.It’s almost winter, and the air is full of cool smells, and the breeze blows people’s hair in waves. Everyone wraps up their clothes tightly, but they are still in high spirits, looking at the new products. Indulging in the satisfaction of shopping, the whole street is full of cheerful atmosphere.

"Vampires don't feel cold." Caius couldn't help frowning as he watched the people walking around wearing heavy jackets. "This kind of clothes will only make things more troublesome."

Joan turned back and pulled him helplessly, and retorted in disapproval: "Whether it is necessary is one thing, and whether it is useful is another. Don't tell me everyone is wearing winter clothes, but you are wearing a shirt?"

Caius couldn't deny it, so he followed her to the store. He didn't have much interest in these clothes, but he couldn't refuse Joan's interest.

The store is located in the middle of the street, surrounded by a variety of display cases, people passing by in a hurry and rarely stay in the middle of the road.The salesperson of the men's clothing store was a woman, and when she saw Caius approaching, she wisely refrained from striking up too many conversations, and silently made room for them.There are only a few couples and a few lonely men in the huge shop.Joan casually took two thinner jackets and asked Caius to go to the fitting room to change, standing alone in the shirt area near the door and looking at them.

Caius felt a little uncomfortable when he walked out. He seldom wore casual clothes such as jackets and sweaters. Most of the time, he was in Volturi's usual aristocratic and elegant style.

Joan walked up to him with a smile, arranged his clothes for him, but suddenly noticed a figure outside the store.

The door of the store is facing the crossroad with the largest flow of people. Most of the buyers who come and go wait and see, seldom stand still. Therefore, it is difficult for Joan not to notice Dmitry standing very conspicuously in the middle of the road. He saw Joan didn't seem panicked, and even nodded slightly towards Joan. Joan raised her eyebrows unexpectedly, and nodded in response.

"Dmitry is following us, you already knew?"

"En." Caius leaned down slightly, cooperating with Joan's hand movements, glanced lightly at the door, and then turned to stare at Joan.

As if dissatisfied with her distraction, he patted her waist lightly, signaling her to be serious.

Joan slowly helped him button the button, but couldn't help asking: "When did he come?"

"Dmitry has been with me ever since Arrow and I separated."

"Aro sent?"

"kindness."

Joan frowned and said in a bad tone: "Is he trying to spy on you or is it targeting our family?"

"Oh, half and half." Caius waved his hand at Dmitri impatiently, bowing his head and unwilling to talk about this topic again.

Seeing Dmitry leaving obediently, Joan slowed down the movements of his hands, thinking about Ah Luo's intentions.He didn't just want to send people to find Caius' whereabouts. I'm afraid he had already planted the seeds of doubt in his heart, thinking that Caius would fall sooner or later and unite with the Karen family.

But Dmitri didn't seem to have any intention of hiding his whereabouts. He appeared in front of them with a big thorn, not worried about being discovered by them. On the one hand it's more like a kind of warning from Ah Ro: whatever they do, it will be within his grasp.

Joan couldn't help worrying about Aro's inevitable victory. Ordinary vampires always have an invisible fear of the Volturi. The history they established is full of battles and blood, which is the best of ability and power. Interpretation and proof, these things are not realistic for a girl like Joan who stays in the peaceful and comfortable world of the 21st century and is far away from the flames of war. Fighting threatened her life, and what she brought was not only fear, but also a shadow that could linger for a long time.

"I know exactly what Ah Luo wants to do." Caius slowly pulled Joan into his arms, stroking her hair, "but he also knows that there are some things he can't do when I'm around."

"kindness."

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Not long after returning from Port Angel, Joan was still thinking about the letter and address from China, her mind was in a mess, and she was lying listlessly on the sofa.

Alice knocked on the door twice, opened the door halfway to make sure Caius was not there, and then sat beside her.

"Joan, there is a package of yours, which was delivered just now, and the sender's signature is Tan." He took out a small cardboard box from the back and handed it to her, "Is it your friend?"

Joan shook her head, she couldn't confirm the identity of the other party with just one word.Not in a hurry to open the carton, she was more curious not about the content but about the address, as expected, it was the same as in the letter.Joan slowly had a guess in her heart, but she was not sure.

"China?" Alice asked in surprise, "Do you know any Chinese friends?"

"Yes, but..." Joan didn't finish speaking, and the assumptions in her heart repeated uncontrollably, and she became more and more curious about the owner of the letter. It seemed that the trip to China must be accelerated.

There was nothing special in the package, just a string of Buddhist beads wrapped in soft silk cloth, just the most common style, with a faint sandalwood fragrance unique to temples.The beads are small and the girth is also slightly narrow. It is obviously the size of a child. Each bead is embellished with the word "Buddha", but some words have been slightly blurred, and the color has become dim, as if it has been worn for a long time. under the traces.

Joan looked at this string of prayer beads and thought about it. It was something she used to wear when she was a child, but after it was replaced by another silver chain, it was put away and never taken out again. Few people knew about it. .

She understood that it would be useless to tell Alice, so she didn't explain too much to her, and let her worry and worry along with her. She put the package aside pretending not to care, and picked up the book seriously.

Since what happened to Renee Smee last time, she has become more and more easily distracted when reading. She often starts to think about problems when she is reading, and she is often interrupted, and she rarely has the energy to concentrate on reading the book coherently. a book.

It has become more and more difficult for her to calm down. The peace and tranquility she once enjoyed the most have gradually been left behind.

The author has something to say: I am really sorry, because I have something to do these two days, and I have been delayed for a few days, and the next day will be updated normally!Thank you Reylo for mine, the first time I received it, it was really a super surprise!Thank you thank you for the expense!