[Twilight] Give me sunshine

From the first time I saw Caius, he has always maintained an elegant posture, and it seems that he will never see a bad side from him. He stood upright under the poplar tree beside the road, looking at her for a moment When he came, even if no one passed by, he always maintained his demeanor.

Joan couldn't help thinking of Alice. If she was waiting under such a tree, she would definitely sit on the branch for the first time, and when she approached, she would call her name briskly and invite her to admire the new moon.Not Caius, he never seemed to lean on or sit on a branch.

She laughed softly, walked to the poplar tree where Caius was, patted the rough branches, tilted her head and asked, "Caius, have you climbed the tree?"

"of course."

Joan jumped up, easily climbed up the branch, sat firmly on the trunk, patted the position next to him, and hooked Caius: "Come up, and accompany you to watch the moon and make amends."

Caius raised his eyebrows, and sat down next to Joan with both hands, as if in an instant, even sitting on a branch, he was as comfortable as the throne in Voltura.

Joan looked at him with her face up, and sighed softly with a smile. Sure enough, Caius would not be at a loss.

The moonlight was hazy, it was close to midnight, there were no vehicles passing by on the road, the surroundings were quiet and only the sound of the wind blowing the leaves could be heard, the full moonlight shone through the thin leaves, and lightly sprinkled on the faces of the two people , as if covered with diamond-like crystal.

Joan turned her head to look at Caius like this, and suddenly there was an emotion overflowing in her chest. She felt that she might be bewitched by something, so she couldn't help reaching out to cover his forehead, covering the moonlight scattered on his face , murmured inadvertently: "Caius..."

Caius withdrew his gaze from a distance and turned to look at her.

"Here, have you ever experienced a Roman war?"

Hearing the war, Caius raised his chin slightly, showing a proud and fierce expression: "In the second year of the Roman-Persian War, I had a powerful vampire army."

"How can Byzantium's iron hooves go south against us."

"Haven't the Volturi always flattered and kept a low profile?"

"Only when you prove your strength can you truly fall asleep." Caius reached out and passed through Joan's shoulders from behind, and broke off a bud from her face, and the branch broke with a crisp cracking sound.

He raised his eyes to look at the moon, and said after a moment of silence: "Although I don't quite agree with Ah Luo's idea, the Volturi don't need to hide anything, so why should we be afraid."

"They are just some extremely fragile humans, and they still want to win against the Volturi's army. It is simply stupid."

"I've been through countless battles, even the Civil War that lasted five years."

"The victory of the war can bring me endless breath, and the verdict can solve everything."

"It's like a bloodthirsty devil boy." He turned his head and looked directly into Joan's eyes. "Before Yurida, the palace of Volturi, I saw you for the first time."

"The moment you appeared, I knew you were different."

"But I'm scared. I let you go. Your blood is hot and your skin is warm. I've been tired for thousands of years. I'm afraid that you will become as cold as me."

Joan suddenly flashed her figure in a white dress, walking in the sunny city of Volterra, Italy, she followed a tour group, on the third day of the university vacation, she was in an unbelievably good mood.Through the stone streets and alleys, she followed the crowd into the magnificent medieval palace.

She gazed at one classic masterpiece after another with admiration, and approached along the corridor with a sigh of satisfaction. She noticed beautiful and bewitching faces one after another, and noticed a boy walking towards him with a strange expression. Smile and greet the leader.

"Heidi, save some for me."

There was a 'buzz' in Joan's mind, something collapsed from her world, she had a vague and terrifying idea, at this time, the door with vintage patterns opened twenty steps away from her, and she saw a pair of red eyes, Passing through the crowd with a daze and scorching heat, he looked at her.

She felt that her heartbeat was about to stop, and she fled, the first time she ran so fast, even when she stepped out of the Voltura and saw the sun, she fell down the stone steps and her ears hurt. While knocking on the only step in Volturi that touched the sun, she tightly covered the bleeding wound with her hands, as if she was afraid of being chased by someone, she quickly left without looking back.

Joan regained her senses and looked at Caius in front of her. It turned out that she did not come to this world six years ago. She had met Caius earlier, and recognized the world from Caius' eyes.

Caius touched Joan's little finger lightly, as if touching the most precious treasure, and looked at her with gentle moonlight in his eyes.

"But now I realize that I was wrong. Your hands are cold, but you have the sun in your eyes."

"You are like the sunshine I have been waiting for for thousands of years."

Being stared at by such eyes, Joan felt that she also became gentle. She slowly covered his eyes, touched them with her hands, and whispered in a voice: "Caius, let's go to Florence."

Feeling the palm being scraped by the eyelashes, it took a long time before Caius sighed and held her wrist, pulled down the palm that covered his eyes, and looked at her again.

"it is good."

From the first time she saw him, Joan felt that there was consistent seriousness in the way he looked at her.

Cross the ice of Tuscany and come to Florence, the famous art capital.

Like all the people who come here, what Joan wants to do most is to take a stroll in Michelangelo Square, visit the exquisite Baihua Cathedral, and engrave all the arts in her mind all the time.

It's a pity that the sky in Florence was so clear that Caius took her to temporarily stay in an empty church.Although small and silent, it is still filled with breathtaking beauty.

Joan sat in the prayer chair, propped her chin, and ran her fingers over the sunlight seeping through the dome.

In the past two days, she remembered more and more memories, but she also became more hesitant. The connection between this world and her continued to deepen, and she was even more unable to leave.

Not long ago, she received a message from Bella inviting her back to Forks to attend her and Edward's wedding.Alice kept urging her to go back early and get ready with her.She knew that whatever happened to her in Italy, she would soon be leaving and returning to the Karen family.

She looked at Caius who was sitting aside, and suddenly didn't know how to speak.

☆, Caius perspective ①

I haven't left the Volturi palace for so long that I can't even remember the last time.Every day of life is boring, there is no killing and no waves, and it is almost as if we have returned to human life, except for the fixed meal time.

Only this time, I saw a girl, and to be precise, I smelled her.Even without opening the door, I could feel her scent, something special and strongly drawn to me.Through the crowd, I saw her white dress, her smooth black shawl hair, and her fair and slender neck.I wanted to be in front of her in an instant, eager to taste her blood irresistibly, but I also saw her flustered and terrified eyes.

I have seen such eyes countless times, no matter where in the world, when I show my fangs, people always yearn for me with such eyes, with the last sliver of hope in fear.I never let go of any prey, let alone give them any hope. I love hunting.

But this time, I hesitated.I can even feel the temperature of her blood, if I can touch her, her palm must be warm.She looked at me uneasily, undiminished in her thirst for blood, but I accidentally let her go.

She walked quickly, as if she didn't dare to stop, she fled the Volturi far away, and ran towards the sun.

Ah Ro expressed surprise at my kindness, and I was equally surprised.I started to spend a lot of time thinking about her, blaming everything on her smell, a feeling I'd never experienced before, overriding the thirst for blood.

It seemed like a few days, and it seemed like a few years. I went to Urida to deal with the bloodthirsty devil boy. I have always dealt with such situations thoroughly, without leaving any hidden dangers that would cause trouble to the Volturi.

Those stupid people are always tempted by the devil boy's angelic face, but I didn't expect to meet her here, even her who was about to transform.

Suddenly I don't know what to do, she will gradually become cold, the blood will stop flowing, I will let her go to the sun, and she will go back to the dark.

She lay there with her eyes closed, like a life that had cooled and lost all vitality.I dealt with everything and didn't know what to do with her.

She disappeared suddenly, and within 2 minutes of my leaving, I even secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that she was able to leave, just like the last time, before she completely lost her temperature.

But she seemed to be forever involved with the Volturi, and every time she was let go, she would come back in a circle.The third time I saw her, I saw her eyes, red like the hot sun.

She still has the same expression, fear, fear, but with longing and hope.Unlike most vampires, her eyes seemed to be filled with sunlight. When I was watched by her, I felt that I was slowly being warmed up. Before that, I had even forgotten the feeling of warmth.

She found her abilities in the Volturi, and like Aro said, she was born to belong to the Volturi.But she always chooses to run away.

I shouldn't stay here and just wait for her to come back, I know where she's going, I want to see how far she can go, I want to get close to her, maybe even bring her back.

She doesn't talk much most of the time, and what she likes to do is quiet.I stayed by her side, and her smell, breath, even feeling, gave me peace and contentment that I couldn't experience in war or Volturi.

I am happy to see her helpless and must return to the Volturi. These days in Forks, looking at the members of the Cullen family, I finally understand why I have become strange.

She is my singer, more like the warmth I exchanged for thousands of years of coldness.From the beginning, she wasn't the Volturi, she was mine.

As the elder brother, Aro is indeed the person who understands me best. From the day I brought Joan back, he knew what I was thinking. He hoped that Joan could integrate into the Volturi, but he was against the 'hypocrisy' of the Karen family. This is the only time I've had a disagreement with Ah Ro over something like this.

Fortunately, this time I took her away.

She is very enthusiastic about San Gimignano. I don’t know whether it is the scenery or my words that please her. She seems to have no such heavy barriers to me. She even invited me for the first time.

Although she asked me to leave because of a girl I hadn't met for 10 minutes, I didn't understand and was not happy, but I was still waiting for her on the road.She was in town for two and a half hours and found me before my patience ran out.

We talked in the moonlight, and I told her what I thought, and she looked so unbelievably gentle, and everything seemed so beautiful.

I like the night more and more.