[Zongmeiying] Soul Mate

Eduardo and Mark didn't stay much longer, they hurried back to the United States for their respective trips, and Elizabeth bid farewell to them not too disappointed.

The annoying thing is that summer vacation is almost halfway through, and no matter how fantastic the summer vacation has been so far, she still has homework to do as a student.

The Volturi library helped a lot. Elizabeth sat on a chair and knocked on her papers. When she started to do this seriously, everything around her was temporarily forgotten.

The library is spacious and quiet, thick and precious books are neatly stacked on the bookshelves stacked up to the ceiling, only a few books are scattered on the long wooden table in front of Elizabeth.

Caius approached her quietly.

Without making a sound, he stared at Elizabeth fascinatedly. The broad mind that can think about many things at the same time has completely lost its sharpness. The only thing he can do now is to look at her like this, paying attention to every detail on her face , watching her angrily typing on the keyboard for her homework, occasionally mixed with cute chatter.

She complained that someone named 'Morgana' was burdening her... so expressive, so funny.

Elizabeth was so young, how could she be so precious, so perfect at the same time?To make him even doubt whether he is really lucky to be her soul mate, the guarantee of just a mark on his arm is not enough.

There was an increasingly familiar stabbing pain in his chest, and Caius frowned slightly.

He used to think that he couldn't love Elizabeth more, but now his love is like a rose that bloomed from his heart, piercing his inner organs, and almost protruding from his throat uncontrollably, what should he do? Why don't you confide sweet words to Elizabeth as soon as you open your mouth?

The golden sun shines on Volterra, and this eternal summer will never end. *

To say that Caius had ever had anyone else?certainly.

A king, a mighty king, with the most beautiful woman in the vast land.

He once thought that he would not live more happily than then-after entering the second life, Caius lost everything he enjoyed, and for a long time, only blood, anger and fighting accompanied him, until He stepped on another throne again.

But now he can point out without hesitation how shallow his love and happiness were at that time.

Because every time Elizabeth looks at him, every time his arms firmly encircle her soft body... no, no, just thinking of her, his body and soul will feel faintly hot, reminding him of an unchangeable fact:

The frail human girl defeated the once invincible king by virtue of her mere presence.

"Cairus." Elizabeth finally noticed him, she didn't stand up, but just signaled him with bright eyes, how happy she was to have his company.

Caius didn't speak, he came to say goodbye, and he was about to leave her to hunt down Cordelia - this dirty bastard, stalking in the shadows and threatening her safety.

He just hugged her gently in the past, like an adult hugging their precious child, the light blond hair brushed against Elizabeth's side face, lingering like its owner, unwilling to leave.

"What's the matter?" Not frightened by the speed, Elizabeth gently wrapped his arms around his neck.

"I have to go," he said softly.

"Oh?" Elizabeth didn't respond for a while.

"Codelia." She couldn't restrain the anger welling up in her heart.

"Shh..." Caius gently shook her reassuringly, "I'll take her to Volterra."

"And Carrie, will you bring her back too?" Elizabeth wished she was still alive.

"I'll do my best," he promised.

There was a sudden knock on the door, and it was time to go.

"Felix and Jane will stay, you know them." He whispered worriedly, "You can do everything, but don't get hurt, Lisa, can you promise me?"

"Well," Elizabeth nodded obediently.

Caius buried his face in her neck, letting the sweet aroma fill his lungs, the familiar burning and longing in his throat was completely incomparable to the pain of leaving her.

Finally, he put Elizabeth down and rushed out the door without looking back, followed by the guards on standby in the corridor in a panic.

A cold and evil smile appeared on Caius' handsome face, and he felt the anger rekindled in his chest indifferently. This world was once his hunting ground.

He won't be gone for long.

*From Shakespeare Sonnet No. 18

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