[Twilight] Bright sunshine

"Looks like you've been tortured in the Volturi." Edward said with a good-humoured smile. He thought I was the best example of a near-death escape.Immediately, he sniffled and couldn't take it any longer, and immediately speeded up to a speed that would cause a heart attack, and then opened the car window with one hand, and the wind blew in violently.

Although they knew that they were very confident in the technology of controlling the vehicle, but in the city of Volterra where there were very few vehicles, this car appeared too obviously, like a crazy bull.

Alice let go of the silk scarf covering her mouth and nose, and handed the first-aid kit to Carlisle, blood from my leg seeped into the seat.

"We're like desperadoes robbing a bank. Oh, Claire, have you been shot," Alice said in a humorous, but not at all pleasant, dismay at the horrible wound on my foot.

"The most precious treasure of Volturi was stolen. Maybe the police have already reacted and are writing a wanted list from all over the world. We are a group of criminals with vicious plots and heinous crimes." Edward stepped on the accelerator and turned the steering wheel freely, two or three hundred The speed of the sports car per hour is enough for us to rush out of the gate of the ancient city wall at once.I saw the precarious dead leaves hanging on the city wall being blown by the car wind, spinning and flying towards the blue sky.

"Perhaps wearing seat belts would be a better choice, and the traffic police will chase us." I said seriously, everyone is responsible for popularizing traffic safety regulations.

"Don't move." Carlisle held my overreacting calf, and the pain of removing the bandage made me sober.

The car was speeding down the winding ridge road, and Carlisle lowered his head and replaced me with a new bandage.He was indifferent to his blood-stained fingers, and after quickly observing my disastrous wound, he said: "It may leave a scar, and I will have to be hospitalized for a while after returning to the United States."

I nodded in accordance with his opinion, and then remembered the key question. "How do we get back to Forks?"

"Airplane, here is your passport." Alice shook a pink chain bag.She is wearing a candy girl style dress today, with a light red A-line skirt, a headband with a big bow, plus big sunglasses and bright red lipstick.It makes her look like a sugar baby who just escaped from the studio of a top magazine.

"Don't mind, we came to your house as a guest, because the owner is away, so we can only climb the window." Edward explained, "If you can't find a passport, you can only ask Jasper to make it. His technology is very legal. Let your Any falsification can be certified by Congress, and you can go to him if you want a driver's license."

I found that since I entered the lives of this group of people, I have been facing crimes all the time. "Don't bother, I'll get the legal ones myself next year." I figured it'd be best not to let Charlie know what the Cullens had been up to, he definitely didn't have enough handcuffs.

"You can get a driving license first, and then ask us to be your coach." Edward generously promised that he must be full of confidence in his driving skills.

I turned my head gloomily, and replied melancholy, "Are you going to teach me how to drive a car at a speed of more than [-] miles per hour without getting a fine? Or are you going to survive a crash without wearing a seat belt?"

Non-human driving skills are not something humans should learn. First of all, you don't have a million-dollar supercar.

"If you need it, Mercedes-Benz? BMW? Or Italian Ferrari?" Edward answered what I didn't say in advance. He seemed more excited than I was. It was definitely possible to rescue me from the Volturi. A great thing they feel they can admire. "Or would you prefer a Maserati or a Porsche?"

Those who didn’t know thought he was a car salesman. I gasped, not because I was scared by the famous car, but because Carlisle poured some medical liquid on my wound. He quickly re-wrapped it with a clean bandage. stand up.At the same time, he comforted me and said: "This is good for you. If you recover well, you may not have to consider the risk of scar removal surgery in the future."

I endured, a little dizzy.

Alice took off her sunglasses, her eyes were warm pale yellow, she sighed easily, "It's great that you're still alive, I can hardly see your exact future since you entered the Volturi."

"It's extremely chaotic. The predicted screen caught the virus and was on the verge of collapse." Edward first stared at the road tensely, and then heaved a sigh of relief. "But you're still alive, legally living as a human, Esme will be very happy."

"Me too." I murmured, bowing my head. "It's nice to be alive."

Carlisle strapped me on and we were heading to Florence.

Ginger-colored walls, brick-red roofs, and Volterra with Mediterranean blue flowers have disappeared under Edward's astonishing speed.

"You can sleep for a while, and I'll call you when I arrive at Peretola Airport." Carlisle patted my hand, hoping that I could rest.

"You'll be home soon, the Seattle sunshine is waiting for you, Claire." Edward's voice was definitely sexy, and he could simply turn his whispers into lullabies.

"So the adventure trip is finally over. This is the most thrilling trip of my life." Lying on my seat, I concluded in a trance that the dark tunnels of Volturi and the narrow alleys of Volterra twisted into a kind of Cloudy color.I seemed to hear Caius' voice, ringing in my ears, but I couldn't make out what he was going to say for a moment.

I was still immersed in some kind of strange fantasy, and I lowered my eyes tiredly, always feeling that I had overlooked something.

Carlisle talked to Edward, and Alice occasionally said a few words, their voices were low, covered by the noise of the car.

Only Carlisle and the others came this time, because Edward and Alice's abilities are very useful, and Edward has already called Emmett and the others to report that they are safe.

I could vaguely hear Alice speaking aloud from time to time. She was making predictions to see if other vampires would follow.

Nothing can really relax until we return to the United States.

Carlisle said very carefully, "She's exhausted, softly."

All the murmurs fade away and I slowly sink into a dark sleep where I can almost see the Seattle sun shining on the flight path of Seata Airport.

But I always felt that I had forgotten something, and my half-dream thoughts drifted back to the city of Volterra.Curved city wall corners, silent towers, quiet stone paths.

"Claire." A voice finally came to my ears through the thick fog.

I can almost feel his cold breath, so strong that it can freeze frost.

"Then I will do as you wish." This voice is too familiar, but I don't know why, my mind is filled with messy and heavy, and I can't grasp the point.

Caius?

I somehow go back to what he said to me the night before the trial.

"Forget me!" Caius' tone was almost hateful, he was too arrogant to tolerate being knocked down by anyone. "Is this the only lie you would accept, you cruel..." He suppressed it with difficulty, it was too much self-torture for him.

I heard him say vindictively: "If you want to forget me so much, then forget me completely."

I frowned, and stretched out my hand to resist the intrusion of his ability.

Without any warning, it suddenly appeared, and this memory appeared inexplicably.Before I thought of anything, it had destroyed my sanity with its devastating impact.

I want to retrieve the fragments of my shattered memory, but only the void is in my hands.

"Claire?" someone called out to me.

I wanted to answer, but was pulled into a deeper vortex.

"It's not right, her state." It was Alice who spoke.

Edward snorted in surprise, "She's very confused, she's not having a nightmare, she's still awake."

I fell into that horrible suppression, and his voice kept repeating infinitely, "Then forget me, forget everything, Claire, forget everything."

Painfully wishing this malicious intrusion could stop, I hear someone sighing.

as you wish.

When I escaped from the world and opened my eyes, my fingers were trembling.We were still in the car, and Carlisle held my shoulders. He was worried that I had opened a wound. Repeated bleeding is not what a doctor wants to see.

What just happened?

I lost focus and stared blankly.

"She forgot." Edward said strangely, "What did you forget, Claire."

"Kai...Kai..." The name came to my mouth, but I couldn't remember who it was.

"Caius." Carlisle couldn't bear my stupid look, and helped me say the name.

It dawned on me immediately that something came back to my blank brain.I covered my face with my hand, "Too bad, I seem to have relapsed."

What the hell did Caius do, can't that guy be less troublesome?

After complaining, I finally lost all my strength, and my whole body was like a stone rolling from the top of a mountain, slamming heavily against the window glass with a bang.

"Claire? Claire, are you okay?"

I looked so bad that I could scare the passengers in my car to death.

I am fine.I wanted to answer this way, but unfortunately I didn't have the energy.

"Claire." The cry became anxious, accompanied by heavy noises.

I really want to cover my ears, exhaustion has soaked into my bones, and my limbs weigh like tens of thousands of catties.

"Claire, what's the matter with you." The roar blasted through the city wall, and the cry was close to an earthquake.

I jumped up in fright, clutching my chest and looking around vigilantly.The photo of Jason's family of three came into view first, followed by the familiar wall color, books and CDs on the desk.

This is my room, the door is violently opened, and Charlie's horrified face pokes in.I shrank under the quilt and nodded awkwardly at him. "Good morning, Charlie."

"It's good to see that you're fine." Charlie was wearing a police uniform. Like a professional police dog, his eyes rolled around nimbly and ferociously, observing my room thoroughly. "You're going to be late, take my police car."

My face was pulled down in agony, expressing very truly my mood at the moment.

"Charlie, I can drive myself." I jumped out of the bed, and the wound on my heel and arm was completely healed by Dr. Carlisle's wonderful hand.

"No, I think you've been emotionally unstable recently and need my pick-up." Charlie seriously rejected my suggestion, "And you shouldn't be allowed to drive alone, you haven't taken your driver's license yet."

I've been driving for years and you just found out?

Ever since I returned to Forks from my desperate escape from Italy, Charlie has been a terrifying watcher.He accepted Carlisle's statement that I suddenly fled here because I witnessed the tragedy in the library and was under too much mental pressure. I ran away from home to travel.

He felt that he did not take good care of me, so he blamed himself very much.I will never forget the day I went back to Fox, Charlie held me in tears, and he kept apologizing to me for ignoring my emotions and causing this to happen.

I hugged him back, and then we cried into a ball, and I said sorry to him while crying, I was not sensible to make him worry.The Karen family, who sent me back crying, looked at each other, watching our miserable reunion in embarrassment.It was neither consolation nor non-consolation. In the end, because Charlie insisted on inviting them to dinner, Edward and the others immediately looked very ugly, and then laughed a few times, and they broke up.

That's a really sad story.

"I will definitely take the exam this year. Every time I see a police car running to the school gate, it seems to be going to catch the perpetrators of school violence." I remembered that after returning to school, Charlie got up very early every day, and came to see me disappearing. No.Fearing that I would disappear again, he would rather put me under his nose and watch.

"I'm here to make those restless adolescent calves calm down, and don't plan to bully you." Charlie said confidently, and then he closed the door. "You have 15 minutes, Claire."

I spread my hands helplessly, "Well, no one dares to bully me. Charlie, there really isn't one now." It's a pity that my emphasis didn't make any sense to him. The image of me as a doormat in school when I was a child has already been rooted in his heart.He even felt that my running away from home earlier was also related to the cold violence I suffered on campus.

I ended up going to school in Charlie's car, and we got there before we were late.Charlie's police car was unimpeded, and he saw the dark brown leather wooden sign at the school gate, so he opened the door and let me down.

The cold air surrounded me. I was wearing a thick down jacket, two pairs of trousers, and a wool cap on my head.

It's not raining today, it's a deep to melancholy cloudy day.

"By the way, happy birthday." Charlie took out a wrapped gift next to his seat. Seeing that I was still dull, he reminded me: "You forgot again, the 24th, your birthday is here again. 16 years old , are all big girls."

Holding his gift, I remembered that today is my birthday.I smiled sheepishly, "Thank you."

"It's great to see you grow up. Your mother will be very happy to see you like this." Speaking of his sister, Charlie was a little emotionally agitated. He felt that he had lost his composure, and wiped the corners of his eyes with his fingers. "Then I'll go first. Remember to call me after school, or I will rush out to find you even at work."

I nodded immediately and watched his police car disappear at the end of the road.

When I opened the gift, I found a dark yellow scarf. I wrapped the scarf around my neck several times to cover my face. The gift from Charlie was indeed the most practical.I walked into the school with my schoolbag on my back, and my breath was filled with white mist at a low temperature.

It has been more than two months since I returned to Fox, and everything in Volturi has become a fantasy story in my dream.When I was home, I often had nightmares about them.

A dark and wet dream, I can clearly remember many trivial things, the crack pattern of marble, the eyes of Athena statue and the sound of spring water.

But without exception, I can no longer recall Caius' appearance.I remember anything about him except that his whole person, his appearance, was the same as last time.

Even more radically, instead of forgetting the face, all descriptions of him disappeared.

Height, skin color, clothing, finger temperature, demeanor, face, eyes including voice.

I know there is this person, but I don't have all the information about him.It's like he's turned into a C believer, and I'm back at a time when I never saw him.

It's not amnesia because I don't forget about him, I just forget his appearance.

Maybe he was so ugly that I was too scared to think about his appearance.I silently imagine that Caius has three heads, 21 crab legs, and a hundred scary eyes.

It's amazing how much better this imagery makes me feel.

A silver Volvo was speeding past, I pretended not to see and turned around and left, "I changed the car again, this evil capitalist society."

Then a conspicuous and domineering red Wrangler Jeep appeared, and Rosalie drove it.The tall and burly Emmett stood in the back seat and greeted me loudly, "Hi, Claire."

Without squinting, I walked over quickly and said "Hi" and went back.

They will never know what it means to be low-key. The whole school knows that the five Karen children are uncompromising freaks. It's good that now I'm not the only freak.

It's a pity that my footsteps were not as fast as theirs. Edward's face was as pale as a zombie, and he walked to me very quickly.

"Hello, Edward." I greeted stiffly.

"Well, hello." Edward didn't wake up, even if he didn't need sleep at all, he could still make himself look like a late-night guy in a bar.

"It's a beautiful day today." Alice swished out, and Jasper immediately stood behind her.She stretched out her hand, and Jasper pulled it over tacitly. The two of them turned around gracefully like dancers looking at each other affectionately.

"It's cold, Alice." I was so cold that my nose was about to fall off, I could only push Charlie's gift up again, trying to keep the January cold out.And look at what the Karen guys are wearing, they're still in Fox's summer.

"It's a pity that it's not suitable for sports, it's too quiet." Emmett strode over, holding Rosalie's arm.

I squinted at the others and found myself caught in the middle of this group of lights.Then I got used to looking ahead naturally and continued walking.I'm not the sixth adopted son of the Cullen family, and I hope Eric will stop spreading rumors about me in the school magazine.

"Esme has recently fallen in love with studying Chinese cuisine, and she hopes you can come over to visit us today." Edward said to me before we broke up in different classrooms.

"I'm going to go back and watch sports with Charlie, but his favorite Major League Baseball hasn't started yet." That's Charlie's favorite, and I figured I'd go over there early and make a meal for my uncle who isn't a great cook ...a barely edible dinner.

Today I will change the name from the moment he walks in, because he actually prefers me not to call him by his name directly.

"get out of class ends at [-] o'clock, you still have time, I don't want Esme to be sad." Edward pretended to be disappointed, although his dead face with no expression that he thought was a joke was particularly paralyzed.

"Dead face, well, I hope this is not your final evaluation of me." Edward stroked his chin, the young and mature movements were so weird, he suddenly reached out and patted the back of my head, and walked away gracefully. "Happy birthday, one year older, poor old man, youth is fleeting."

I covered my head and faced his back, and shouted contemptuously in my heart: "You are a hundred-year-old middle school boy, you deserve to be single."

Edward turned his head quickly at the corner and showed me a particularly youthful and invincible smile.Waving the textbook in his hand, he said confidently: "I am very popular, half of the girls in the school want to write love letters to me."

I couldn't help laughing out loud, thanks to him speaking so naturally.

The surname Karen is enough to scare away [-]% of the students in the school, who would dare to give you love letters easily.

I took out the book of the first class from my schoolbag, and walked to the classroom while opening the review.I have dropped out of school once because I asked for too much leave.I think I have to work harder, otherwise it will be a suspense to graduate normally.

Looking at the glass window of the school, a thin layer of water vapor condenses on it. Outside the translucent window, you can see the dark sky and the dark green forest in the distance.

It started to rain, and the water vapor gradually became thicker and condensed and slid down from the glass.

I can almost feel the clear temperature of the winter rain, and maybe Alice is right, it's a nice day.

The number of students increased, and as the class time approached, they all jogged.I trotted with them and rushed into the classroom, the teacher had just arrived.I opened the book and continued my new day of study and life.

Recently, the number of nightmares has decreased, and the shadow of the Volturi has gradually moved away from me, and I have returned to the life of ordinary people.

The rain outside the window stopped several times and stopped before school was over.I was carrying a schoolbag, and the carbon dioxide blown out was all mist.Alice appeared from behind me, her eyes squinted, and she breathed cutely in my ear. "Happy birthday, Claire."

I was blown by her cold air until my scalp was numb, and I dawdled my hands in fear of the cold, "Thank you." Seeing her wearing a one-piece jacket with only an ordinary T-shirt as a base, I became even colder.

My birthday is like my original name. Even though I haven't announced it yet, there is no one in the Karen family who doesn't know about it.

Jasper looked at Alice, his hands behind his back, this action was a kind of self-vigilance, shutting down his desire that would run away at any time.He is extremely sensitive to emotions, and he can see my trivial curiosity.Quickly opened his mouth to explain: "I have your information in my hand, if you need any documents, you can find me."

Selling false certificates?I immediately tagged him.It seems that the children of the Karen family never worry about making a living. Jasper can set up a stall and carve seals, and Edward can also be an ace car salesman. It must be very popular.

"Do you need a driver's license?" Jasper said seriously, and added immediately to keep me from stressing out, "Birthday gift."

I have the police at home and you gave me my driver's license how am I going to explain to Charlie how this thing fell out of nowhere.

"Claire doesn't need this, Jace." Alice grabbed my hand and dragged me to the parking lot.Edward leaned against his new Volvo with the car keys in hand, saw us pass by and flicked the car keys, then opened the door and got into the driver's seat.

Jasper walked to the other side and got into Emmett's jeep.I know he can't stand being too close to humans, and I still can't forget the tragedy when he twisted the steering wheel.

I was stuffed into the back seat by Alice, and when I got in the car, I touched the seat belt reflexively. Sure enough, Edward started the car immediately in the next second.

"Don't exceed the speed limit, within thirty miles." I said to the crazy driver, pay attention to traffic rules.

"You're kidding, just let me go down." Crazy driver Edward stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and [-] miles was a normal speed for him.

I calmly considered that Karen's family must not teach me the driver's license test, or I would never pass the test.

It wasn't until I came to Karen's house that I realized that I was too familiar with this place.Since I came back from Italy, I have come here almost once in a few days. The reason I am often invited is that Esme has researched new dishes and asked me to try them.

No one in the family is willing to try her craft often, and Esme looked at me sadly and kindly. This expression was too old for her, but it was very lethal.

When I was seen by her motherly nature, I was immediately killed to pieces, throwing away my helmet and armor, and surrendered without any strength.

Because of my legal status, let them start to associate with me without any scruples.I can even imagine when I am in my [-]s and [-]s, this group of non-human vegetarians will be one of the most precious memories at the end of my days.

Esme came out of the kitchen, wearing a fitted light-colored apron that matched her dress. "Welcome, Claire." She walked up to me, held my face tenderly, and kissed the corner of my mouth intimately. I could feel her brown hair swaying on her cheek.

For her being so close, sometimes I feel terrified, wondering why she is so special to me, like loving me as a mother.

"And happy birthday, kid." Esme looked at me happily, her misty eyes loving and kind.

"Well, thanks." She always has a way of making me feel shy, and I don't know how to repay her with a better response.

Rosalie and Emmett walked past me. Queen Rosalie glanced at me and shook her head disapprovingly. "You really should eat more, you are missing where there must be meat."

I consciously lowered my head, looked at the place above my abdomen, and then at Rosalie's figure, saying that inferiority is really the most loyal good friend.

Alice floated down the stairs again, and all I saw was a vision of the color of her dress sliding through the air.

"Okay, Claire, I thought of something to give you for your birthday." Alice took my hand, and she winked at Edward on the other side of the sofa.

Edward frowned first, and he said disapprovingly, "Don't scare her into a heart attack."

"This is a great surprise, Edward." Alice retorted with a smile, and she could make people feel the atmosphere of enthusiasm all the time.

Jasper, who was standing by, turned to look at his brother, but Edward stopped him without hesitation. "I agree, don't try to manipulate me, Jasper."

"Then are you ready, Claire?" Alice said slyly, I thought it was better to say no, but she dragged me over.My eyes were dazzled, she picked me up on her back, and with her smaller body than mine, she rushed towards the transparent glass door without any effort.

I immediately felt that there was a conspiracy, but Alice's speed only left me with time to hug her shoulders.

Behind her, Esme called out, "Claire needs some food." Like any mother in the world, she wished her children could eat anything she made.

Edward said leisurely, "She may not be free now."

I can no longer hear their conversation, Alice's running posture is so elegant that she looks like an elf without wings flying in the wind.We jumped over the ferns and up the straight tree trunks, as if we were going to go straight up the void and reach heaven.

Alice rushed into the forest, and my eyes were green.

She found the tallest fir tree and grabbed the bark with her hands. I hugged her neck tremblingly, and I could make dumplings directly when I fell.Alice sprang up swiftly, as steady as a lady descending the stairs in high heels.

Contradictory sense of stability, precarious security experience.She put me on the fork of the tree trunk, and I felt the wet rain on the top of the tree.

"Happy birthday." Alice pointed to the distance, and I looked, and the entire Fox Forest lay prostrate at our feet.

The cold wind blows, and I take a deep breath in admiration.

Under the white mist, a big river splits the green earth, coming from the most ancient time and space.The dark fir trees keep going away one by one, weaving into a vast green world like the sea.

Low-altitude gray, within reach.

I have lost all language and have never seen such a beautiful sight.

"Your favorite Fox, Claire." Alice sat next to me, her feet dangling neatly, looking in the same direction as me.

"This is the best gift I've ever received, Alice." I looked at the foggy river ahead, the dignified mountains, and the endless green forest, and I didn't even feel afraid of being on a high place without a safety rope.

"I just said you would like it." Alice felt that she had just done a trivial thing.

Edward also climbed up, holding the bento box in his hand. "Esme said, absolutely eat it." After stuffing the food into my hand, he nimbly flashed to Alice's side, and the fragile branches did not have any climbing pressure for them.

"This is a nice picnic spot." I rubbed my nose, feeling that this thing is too sensational for this group of guys.I opened the box, picked up a spoon and scooped it up and ate it. "Braised pork rice, is Esme planning to make all the food with Chinese characteristics? It's incredible that the taste is so authentic."

Therefore, the housewife of Karen's family is not worried about losing her job, because she will be able to open a Chinese restaurant in the future.

"She's obsessed with something, and she'll keep studying it." Edward knew his mother well, although Esme's obsession with cooking must have been a torment for their family.

"It's okay, I'll eat it all." Chinese food doesn't feel any pressure to me.

"Emmett is going to hold a pop concert for you on the lawn, my God." Edward complained bitterly, "Who is going to stop him, I'd rather play the violin myself."

Apparently he doesn't have a thing for modern pop, but Alice hits his brother with gusto. "Hey, Edward, you can play for Emmett."

"Oh, I'm sorry I'm tone-deaf, you know I can even play the happy birthday song out of tune." Edward opened his eyes and told nonsense seriously, he must avoid such things with fear.

"It's snowing." I sniffed because of the cold, sitting on a fir tree branch, looking at the forest under my feet, and eating braised pork rice.

Snowflakes fell on my hair and wet my eyelashes.

Goose feather snow covered Fox, and the white snow-capped mountains and snow-covered forests surrounded us quietly.

the weather is nice today.

The author has something to say: look up at the protagonist column, and look down at the comments.

No, there is no plan to change the male lead. By the way, this is a hard love history of the male lead chasing the female lead.Basically, it starts with Claire falling in love with Caius, and we can probably finish it.

So I don't know about the long story, there is no such thing as an outline, there is only a line of the brain, and there are nothing but a few small pictures.

When I write, I only follow my feelings. This is really a cheating problem, haha.

touch.Good night.