[Twilight] Amis

As soon as Catherine saw Lyla on Monday morning, she couldn't wait to tell her about what had happened at the spring ball.

"The first to find out about this was Blanche, the one who poured lemonade on a guy's face, got big waves and heavy makeup in the cafeteria last Thursday at noon, and her new boyfriend, The two of them originally planned to find a place where no one would disturb you...you know, that kind of thing..."

what kind of thing?

A question mark popped up in Laila's mind, but she was polite enough not to interrupt.

"So they went to the north side of Building 3, there is a very hidden corner there, unexpectedly," Catherine paused pretending to be mysterious, "Do you know what they saw?"

"What?" Lyra asked following her words.

"A large area of ​​blood... many dying cats... and a lot of broken eyeballs..." Catherine spoke slowly, matching the tone she deliberately created, which made people feel creepy, "the eyeballs on the ground There were 27 pairs of eyeballs in total, 27 cats with their eyes gouged out, and Blanche and her boyfriend were terrified on the spot."

Lyra's fingertips trembled slightly, so small that no one noticed it but herself.

"The police are now involved in the investigation. Blanche and the others didn't see the murderer. They don't know who is so insane that he did such a cruel thing." Catherine said indignantly.

"Yeah...that's cruel..." Lyra murmured, her voice low.

"After this incident, he should be the most sad person." Thelma's eyes stopped at a certain point not far away, and at this moment, Leila was walking towards Building 4 with her.

Lyra followed Thelma's gaze—

It was an old man who was feeding cats on the edge of the playground. He looked very old, with cloudy eyes and skin full of grooves of time.

"Who is he?" she asked.

"He is the honorary principal of Fox Middle School. People here are used to calling him 'the old principal'. When he was in office, he made great contributions to the development of this school. He loves this school very much, and ...his wife left early, and his only son and daughter-in-law died in a traffic accident several years ago, so even after retiring, he still lives alone in the faculty dormitory of the school." Searle Ma sighed softly.

"He likes cats?" Lyra asked, watching the old man lovingly petting the cat.

"Yeah, he treats the cats like his own children. So——have you noticed that we have a lot of cats in our school?"

indeed.

Laila sighed too.

No wonder Thelma just said that.As for any person, if the most cherished thing is hurt by someone, I am afraid that apart from being sad, he will be very angry and even deeply hate...

All morning, the students were almost talking about the 27 cats whose eyes were gouged out.It is rare for people to talk about this quiet and even monotonous place in Forks, so such a trivial matter as Laila and Bella's transfer of schools at the beginning can attract great attention, but this time the incident itself It's a remarkable thing.

Before the biology class, Laila sat in her seat, resting her chin on one hand, and quietly listened to other people's conversations.

Edward came over, looked at her expression, and asked plainly, "Are you concerned about this matter?"

"What?" Laila snapped back.

Edward tilted his head in the direction of the students who were chatting, "The spring dance, the thing about cats in school getting their eyes gouged."

Laila paused and replied, "Everyone is paying attention to this matter."

"Yes." Edward smiled.

"It is said that the murderer was very cunning and did not leave any clues," she said casually, her eyes lingering on Edward's eyes for a moment, "Did you...did you see any suspicious people at the ball?"

Ordinary people didn't notice anything, but it didn't mean that vampires with keen senses didn't notice either.

"I didn't go to the dance."

Lyra was a little surprised. "I thought...you were interested in that dance." She said slowly.

"Yeah, I'm interested, but unfortunately I don't have a suitable partner." Edward spread his hands regretfully.

When Lila heard this, she immediately remembered what Catherine had said about the Cullen family's solitary habits, and what Jessica had said to Bella at lunch one day about how many girls at school had a crush on Edward.

It must be because Edward left such a deep impression on others that no one dared to invite him, she thought.

Laila felt that maybe she should comfort the frustrated boy in front of her, so she thought about it and said, "I think—in fact, you just need to show a little bit." She stretched out her hand and compared it to the size of a small fingernail. With such a small willingness to participate in the prom, there must be many girls vying to invite you, um."

"However, the dance partner I want is the one who won't take the initiative to invite me." Edward looked a little lonely.

"how do you know?"

"I asked her tentatively."

Well, that sounds kind of pathetic.

Lila rubbed her nose, not knowing how to continue to comfort her. She thought for a while, then sighed and asked a question: "Do you men like to pursue challenging people and things?"

"I don't know if other people are like this. I'm not. It's just that it happens to be difficult to like." Edward said, a look of resignation but satisfaction appeared on his handsome face.

Lyra thought for a moment, then held out her right hand toward him, holding a short... "candle," she said sincerely.

Hello!Isn't it time to say something like "good luck"? ? ?

Edward's face was covered with black lines, and he couldn't help roaring in his heart.

"You should say 'good luck'..." Facing the innocent expression on Laila's face, he said helplessly, his tone seemed weak.

"Oh, good luck to you then." Lyra was obliging.

"..."

The moment before the class bell rang, Edward suddenly said something thoughtful: "The murderer is actually very smart. He or she deliberately chose to attack when everyone gathered in the gymnasium for the dance. At that time, other corners of the school It's safest for him."

"Yeah." Laila responded softly.

After biology get out of class, Laila walked against the flow of people as soon as she left the classroom.

"Where are you going?" Edward asked after catching up to her. "This is not the direction to the cafeteria."

Lila stopped, "Well, so you should go in that direction." She pointed to the direction of the cafeteria.

"Where are you going?" Edward asked persistently.

"I need to do some... private affairs." She replied vaguely, and then looked at Edward without blinking - the meaning of chasing someone was obvious...

"Okay," Edward shrugged tactfully, "see you this afternoon."

"See you in the afternoon."

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