Overture

In the end, Regulus didn't say anything. Asking him to seriously analyze his past when he wasn't ready was like asking him to cut a wound at the apex of his heart with a blunt blade. , he did not intend to do so until the blade was sharpened.

He admits that he doesn't have the courage to face everything. He has been very aware of this since he was a child. He has been ridiculed by his brother Sirius for being cowardly more than once. His brother, otherwise, how could Sirius, who should have entered Slytherin House, enter Gryffindor, which is marked by impulsiveness and recklessness?

Well, courage, not impulsive recklessness.Regulus corrected in his heart reluctantly, he didn't like his brother being associated with those two words at all, they were always pure and noble Black.

Thinking of "Black", Regulus couldn't help but feel a burst of sadness. There is no black wizard he is familiar with in this world, but there is Black who is suspected of being a werewolf.

Regulus was distracted by Carlisle for a long time, and Carlisle finally couldn't help coughing a few times to increase his sense of existence.

Regulus suddenly came back to his senses, "Ah, sorry, Carlisle, I was distracted just now."

Carlisle didn't know how to respond to Regulus' honest answer.He was willing to give Regulus the greatest tolerance, as long as he could stay by Lei's side. "You are the first person who can ignore a vampire so completely." The vampire's sense of existence is stronger than those stars who sing on stage, and their own talent for hunting ensures that They become the focus of everyone all the time.

Regulus felt a little embarrassed, he said: "Well... I didn't ignore you, I just became more and more familiar with the feeling of you being around me, so I can be distracted when you are by my side, believe me Me, if my classmates Mike or Angela were by my side, I would never be able to relax so much." Regulus reluctantly admitted that he didn't seem to have the talent for sweet talk.

"So I should be honored by this?" Carlisle asked, and when he saw that Regulus seemed to want to continue explaining, he chuckled.

Regulus was angry that Carlisle made fun of him again.

Carlisle put his arms around Regulus and pressed a kiss on his forehead, suppressing Regulus' anger in time.

Regulus raised his head and kissed the corner of Carlisle's mouth lightly with his lips, and then touched the seam of Carlisle's lips with the tip of his tongue.He is inviting kisses.

Carlisle hesitated for a while. He was afraid that his fangs would hurt Regulus. Even a small opening less than one millimeter long would allow the venom to enter the bloodstream of the human body. Although the amount was small, it would still transform him Become a vampire, but the process will be longer and more painful.In the end, his emotions overcame his rationality. He thought that few people could resist their lover's invitation, and God didn't need him to make this exception.

Regulus kept spurning the stupidity of his actions just now in his heart.Kissing a vampire who doesn't breathe will end up worse than himself as a human.The oxygen he inhaled into his nose could no longer meet his needs, and he longed for more air, but the tongue that belonged to another person in his mouth prevented him from breathing through his mouth.

A sob escaped uncontrollably from his throat, and Regulus was very thankful that he had cast a sound-proof spell around him just now.

Mist formed in the dark gray eyes, and his cheeks were unnaturally reddish due to lack of oxygen. Regulus tightly grasped the front of Carlisle's clothes with his left hand, and then gave a violent push. Unfortunately, instead of Pushing Carlisle away almost twisted his wrist. His right arm was already afraid to move much because of the injury to his right shoulder. If his left hand was injured again, he would just hang his arms and look like a wooden man.

Only then did Carlisle let go of Regulus, his eyes were thick black.Regulus panted while leaning on the back of the sofa, he stared at Carlisle with half anger.

Carlisle said guiltily, "I apologize to you."

Regulus rubbed his wrist and replied, "I accept your apology."

Carlisle brushed away the broken hair from Regulus' ear with his hands, and asked, "By the way, what were you thinking when you were distracted?" Carlisle was keenly aware that Regulus was not in a good mood at that time.

Regulus concealed most of the things, he said, "I thought of Jacob."

Carlisle couldn't remember who this name belonged to for a moment, he wondered: "Jacob?"

"Jacob Black of La Push is the Quileute boy I met at Charlie's house that I told you about last time." Regulus said.

Carlisle shook his head with a smile, and said: "I remember, you did mention him to me, but I don't have much impression of him. If his surname is Black, I should know his grandfather, Ephraim ?Blake, Ephraim was the tribal leader of the Quileutes when he was still alive. At that time, the Karen family signed an agreement with him... Yes, that is, the Karen family is not allowed to bite anyone in the Quileute werewolf jurisdiction Human beings, otherwise they will suffer from the agreement of all werewolves to hunt and kill."

Regulus asked, "Is Ephraim a werewolf?"

"Yes, he's a werewolf. I've had the pleasure of seeing him fully transformed into a wolf, which isn't funny at all, it's too dangerous for a vampire to confront a werewolf. Ephraim is a A brown-haired wolf, much taller than normal wolves."

"How big is it?"

"You can think of him as a black bear in a wolf's fur."

Regulus nodded, he was quite tall.

Regulus recuperated at home for a few days before he received a call from Charlie. He had to say that Charlie was the one who cared about him the most among all the people he knew—the members of the Cullen family were all vampires and were excluded.

Charlie accidentally learned from Old Newton that when his son Mike and his classmates went to see a movie in Port Angel, Mike's classmate was shot by gangsters. After complaining about the security of Port Angel for a while, Charlie casually asked the injured Who is the unlucky kid.

"Who's that kid you ask? You don't even know! I thought the folks at Forks knew pretty much everything. That poor fellow is Dr. Cullen's new adopted kid."

So after repeatedly confirming that the matter was correct, Charlie quickly dialed Regulus' cell phone.This child is so pitiful, why did all the bad things happen to him.

"Yes, I did take a bullet, but it's been taken out...it's okay, I'm fine, I've been back to the Karen's from the hospital...it was Carlisle who did the surgery on me. Charlie , don't worry about me anymore, I'm fine now...Really! What I said is true! I swear!...I know, I will pay attention, just pay attention to the wound in these few days and don't get wet , after a period of time, it will be enough to remove the steel nails and steel plates. Don’t worry, I will adjust my mood by myself... goodbye.”

Regulus looked at the "call ended" displayed on the phone screen, and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Carlisle, who was sitting not far away, relied on his good hearing as a vampire to hear the conversation between Regulus and Charlie clearly, and he said: "Actually, I think what Charlie said is quite reasonable. According to the statistics of psychological experts, people who have suffered gunshot wounds will leave a certain psychological shadow..."

"I'm in a very good state of mind."

"Ray, are you sure you don't need psychological counseling? It suddenly occurred to me that I also have a license as a psychologist."

"Dear priest, ah no, my lord pastor, I'm sure I don't need it."

In addition to the calls from Charlie and some of his classmates, Regulus also received a call that surprised him. This call came from Sam Uli of La Push, who had been arrested by Regulus. The Quileut guy that S and Esme identified as a werewolf.

"Mr. Uli, thank you very much for your greeting. My gunshot wound has recovered a lot." When Regulus spoke to him, his choice of words was much more distant than that of Charlie.

"Then I'm relieved, I thought... oh, forget it. I wish you a speedy recovery. Also... be careful."

Regulus listened to the busy tone on the phone, and said to himself blankly, "What does he mean?"

Esme, who happened to pass by, said: "You have been sick at home these days, I think he thought we bit you."

"Then his last sentence 'be careful' is not to remind me to be careful of gangsters but to be careful of you?"

Esme nodded.

The author has something to say: I want to confess to everyone~ I love you~

The author is crazy...

☆, 21, exam

Sam Uli didn't call Regulus once after he called him. It seemed that he was a little relieved after confirming that Regulus hadn't turned into a vampire.Maybe he actually felt a little regretful about it, he always wanted to have a chance to hunt and kill vampires in a fair way.He hated vampires, and perhaps deep in his heart he had been expecting the members of the Cullen family to voluntarily break their contract.

After recuperating at home for a period of time, Regulus returned to Fox Middle School. Several classmates who were acquainted with him showed unprecedented sympathy and enthusiasm for him, and the distance between him and everyone seemed to be a little closer.

When he realized it, he did not know when he had become a heroic figure who used his thin body to fight against gangsters plotting evil. All kinds of weird rumors and gossips were flying all over the sky. The son of a boxer, for example, Dr. Karen, who is proficient in surgery, performed surgery on him to become the fourth person with special abilities after Spiderman and Batman Superman...

"God only knows how these nonsense things are associated." Regulus said with a sullen face, and he found that he couldn't understand the thoughts of this group of people at all.He glanced at Edward, who was grinning from ear to ear, and he really wondered if it weren't for the fact that vampires don't need to breathe Edward, he would have laughed out loud.

With a gust of wind blowing in front of him, Regulus pulled the zipper on his clothes to the top, and then calmly cast a warming spell on himself.Since the autumn rain on the day I went to watch a movie in Port of Angels, the weather has gradually turned colder. There was just a light snowfall the day before yesterday, and he seemed to have become a little bit chilly after being injured.

Edward glanced around, then lowered his voice and said, "There are more exaggerated thoughts in their brains than this, do you need me to tell you?"

"No, no, no need, I don't need to know the illogical guesses in their brains." Regulus hastily rejected Edward's "kindness", he believed that as long as a while, this group of boring Fox people will forget about it.

"Okay, I won't say anything. Just a reminder, there will be an exam for all subjects after one month, remember to prepare well." Edward shrugged and strode away.

"A month later, not a week later." Regulus said to himself pretending to be relaxed. Anyway, it doesn't make much difference to him whether he takes the exam in a month or in a week. The subjects he is good at are still good at, and the subjects he is not good at are still not good at.

In the eyes of teachers and classmates, Regulus is no different from his brothers and sisters who are exceptionally good at studying. So far, no one in the school has noticed his serious partiality.Magic is a useful thing...

Foreign language class is one of the most relaxing courses for him. Those classmates who have a good relationship with him—such as Mike and Angela—often found Regulus reading some foreign language books. They extracted a short section from the Internet for him to read and analyze. They can guarantee that Regulus' pronunciation is more accurate than their teacher's.

Regulus often surprised his friends with his wide range of foreign languages. Even Spanish, which he said he was least good at, far surpassed everyone.

Mike just wanted to bang his head on the table.

Angela had already forgotten how she knew that Regulus understood the runes, and she felt that her expression must have been silly at that time.

At that time, Regulus just said with a dazed face, "I learned runes in my previous school." Many courses at Hogwarts will involve runes. Most wizards have dabbled in runes. After all, many spells are written in runes. If you want to have more power, you must have corresponding knowledge.

Angela just swallowed silently. Which middle school taught a student who is so proficient in runes?

After answering Cullen's house, Regulus asked Carlisle about runes, and only then did he know that runes have been classified as an extinct language in the eyes of ordinary people.

Apart from foreign languages, he is also very good at art classes. Although he thinks that his painting skills are not very good, in the eyes of the professor, his painting ability is much better than most students. At least he can draw a square Eight classics of oil painting, instead of painting a very post-modern style oil painting with chaotic colors that make the corners of the mouth twitch.

Well, it’s not that serious, it’s just an exaggerated description by the art professor at Fox Middle School, he just can’t stand those who don’t learn sketches honestly and want to practice oil paintings that they are not good enough to paint now students.Therefore, he looked more and more pleasing to Regulus.

As for history...

Regulus can say a little more about the history of Europe, but as for the history of the United States, alas, I can only say sorry.

That's not to mention math, science, sociology, and the like.

However, he still achieved good results in the exam a month later with such a serious partiality. As for which courses Regulus used spells to fool him, he can only say...

"Secret." Regulus said with his head lowered, he coughed lightly, and brought the topic with him.

Carlisle spread his hands and said, "Although you don't tell me, I can still guess the general idea."

"Carlisle, can you let this topic go?" Regulus had never been so embarrassed like this. When he was still at Hogwarts, he never thought that he would need to use spells to cheat. "If you could have sent me to Fox Middle School later to give me more time to study, I don't think I would have this kind of problem now."

Carlisle maintained the good habit of never speaking against the will of Regulus if he could speak according to what Regulus wanted, and replied: "It's all my fault."

Regulus was a little embarrassed, "It can't... it's all your fault. Well, don't discuss this issue."

Carlisle said suddenly, "Ray, it's your birthday the day after tomorrow. I want to give you a birthday present, but I don't know what you need."

"My birthday? Let me calculate it... It seems that the day after tomorrow is indeed my birthday, and I actually forgot." Regulus sighed, and then he remembered something, "Did I tell you my birthday?"

"Have."

Regulus thought for a while, "Really?" How could he have no memory at all.