[Twilight] Give me sunshine

Joan guessed that she should have forgotten something during the transformation process, as if in an instant, she even felt that her world was blank, giving her the illusion of starting again.

She remembered running out of the Volturi in a panic, chasing the crowd, sitting in the busiest street shop, and sorting out her thoughts one by one. She thought that the world she traveled through was almost the same as the original world, but what happened just now Everything about her made her feel different. She wanted to leave and be safe, but she didn't know where to go. Is there any corner of this world without vampires.

She stood up and was about to walk along the station, when she suddenly saw a girl with a strange expression, barely covering half of her face with the corner of her clothes, squatting along the shadow of the street corner.Since I recognized "Twilight", it has become very easy to identify details about vampires that I had never noticed before.Although the girl tried her best to cover up her skin, half of her arm was inevitably exposed to the sun, and shimmered slightly.

A few children who got close noticed her and discussed with curiosity.Joan hesitated for a while, then sighed, and as she approached, she took off the silk scarf around her neck, opened it and gently put it on the girl's hand.Before the girl raised her head, she turned around and continued walking in the original direction.

She has always lived in peace with the situation, no matter where she is, the only and simple requirement is stability, but no matter before or now, she has become farther and farther away from these two words.

Much later, after her fall from the Volturi had clotted into a leaf-shaped scar behind her ear, and after she had gotten a job after graduating from college, she had never seen any vampires again.

Until she was on a business trip to Seattle, she overheard a colleague mentioning an epidemic in a nearby small town in a casual chat, and the dead did not have a drop of blood on their bodies, and they were in the shape of mummified corpses.The situation tends to expand slowly, and I have to go back as soon as I finish my work.

Joan was startled. These are the states left by the vampires after they sucked blood. Could it be that they have become unscrupulous and have reached a place beyond the reach of the Volturi.

In the past two days, she couldn't help but began to pay attention to the development of the situation silently. She claimed that she was not a savior, nor did she sacrifice herself in exchange for the spiritual realm of others, but maybe she could recognize the murderer earlier than others. It would be great if she could save one or two people a little bit, no matter what, by the time she calmed down, she had already bought a ticket.

On the day she arrived in Urida, the town was peaceful. People in the town said that the epidemic was only a few people, but the spread of the epidemic in Seattle became more and more exaggerated. In fact, it was not a serious problem.

Joan was both surprised and relieved by this result. After several days of worrying about it, she finally let go. She bought a ticket back to Seattle the next day, and took a leisurely stroll around this typical small town in the Northwest of the United States. They are all busy in study and work, except for occasional opportunities, there are few opportunities for such a leisurely tour.

It's just that what she didn't expect was that all the changes happened tonight, and she was awakened by continuous screams while she was asleep.The population of the town is small, and the residences are relatively concentrated, but it facilitates the actions of vampires.

It was only when she was in this town that she truly experienced the feeling of being near death again. She didn't even dare to go out of the room, let alone to save people.When panicked, the landlord knocked on the door, and several travelers planned to escape from the back of the town together.They led Joan around the corner carefully avoiding the noise, but suddenly saw a child at the street corner, he was crying and sitting on the ground, his skin was white, his face was innocent and harmless, his eyes were strangely bright red, and the corners of his mouth Leaves a faint bloodstain.

The girl who was traveling with him couldn't help but stepped forward to comfort him and take him away, but before Joan had time to remind him, she saw the child pounced on the girl at an unbelievable speed, lying on the neck and sucking.Everyone looked at each other, and was overwhelmed by the scene. The smell of blood came, and the breath of death was gradually approaching.

Things happened uncontrollably, and the last thing Joan saw was the child leaning over her hand with tears, seemingly dissatisfied and afraid.She couldn't feel any more and was gradually surrounded by pain.

Sometimes Joan even wondered if she could remember everything faster if she could dream.

The night in Italy falls quickly, and the gate control time of many scenic spots and museums is early, and tourists in a hurry will return to the hotel in the evening, so they can only take a walk at night.Fortunately, Florence is not always sunny, and the rainy day that ushered in two days later finally gave the two of them the opportunity to travel during the day.Joan, who has been holding back for two days, has a feeling that time is running out. The weather has just turned cloudy, and she can't wait to go out.

Located in the center of Florence, the Florence Municipal Square has many sculptures representing Western mythology or characters, the most famous being Michelangelo's David.There are many shops along the street, and there are many cafes and bars.Just because of the light rain, many street performers were missing, and they were not as lively as when it was sunny.

Joan took Caius to browse the collections that he had no chance to visit for a few nights, and sat next to the sculpture in the municipal square with an ice cream in his hand, holding it but not intending to eat it, just watching it melted in his hand with melancholy Throw it in the trash.

"I miss the time when I could eat strawberry ice cream." Joan sighed looking at the direction of the ice cream, "I almost forgot what strawberry flavor is like now."

"The smell of blood will make you forget about strawberries." Caius seemed to want to comfort her, but unfortunately she didn't get comfort from this sentence.

"We should eat hot roasted sweet potatoes in winter, chilled watermelon in summer, sweet corn porridge in the morning, and warm chicken noodle soup for supper."

"But now my world has only one flavor."

Joan felt a sudden depression, and lightly rested her head on Caius' shoulder.

Caius didn't quite understand Joan's thoughts. When he was a human being, food was only for filling his stomach, and it was not as attractive as blood. After so long, he had no memory of the taste of food. It just sounds like these are very important to her, but he doesn't know how to respond.

"... Caius."

"kindness?"

"In the middle of next month, Bella is getting married."

"kindness."

"I'm going back to Fox."

"……when?"

Caius remained expressionless as usual, and Joan inexplicably felt a little disappointed: "One or two days."

"..."

When she was leaving, Caius stood on the side of the road and watched her. It was raining heavily but he did not hold an umbrella, his platinum blonde hair was wet, his face was as arrogant and elegant as ever, and behind him stood the tall Giotto bell tower.When she really had to leave, Joan felt reluctant again. She couldn't explain where her feeling came from, and finally blamed it on Florence.