The recipe is not so easy to change

A traffic accident one morning in January became the only talking point on Fox, and everyone was talking about it from the time I passed the ward, past the information desk, into the elevator, and finally to the hospital entrance.The boring town residents are eager to express their fashion-forward tastes, and as long as there are more than one person, it will spark a discussion.

"You're lucky they haven't planned to attack you collectively yet."

"For the sake of being a 'patient'." I followed him into the parking lot. Among a group of trucks, vans, and tricycles, the silver Volvo seemed to be a phoenix that fell into a pit, just like the Cullen family among humans. conspicuous.

While reversing the car, Edward said distractedly, "I originally wanted to change to Rosalie's convertible car, but this car deformed by your attack is obviously more in line with the temperament of this place." He glanced at me teasingly, That place is the trace I left in the morning, in return for his mocking me.

"Go to your place first?" He made a bend ahead, "Is there anything special you want to take?"

No.Since the person next to me has the ability to read minds, I am too lazy to open my mouth. What is there in the place where I have only lived for a few days that is worth my trip for them?Of course, if I could pack the whole house, maybe I'd be more aggressive.

"If it weren't for your obsession with Bella," he paused, "I thought your eternal life would only be left with that house."

The house is the hobby, Bella is the food, you can't have one without the other.I closed my eyes and answered him in my mind, in fact, it is not impossible for me to give up her, as long as I smell better than that, I am willing to work hard to hunt down another prey.

He grinned happily: "Tomorrow, you go hunting with me, and I will teach you how to taste the deliciousness from the blood vessels of animals." He swung the steering wheel and made another turn, "From now on, give up your unscrupulous delicacy." Realistic fantasy, the sooner you face up to your future, the less uncomfortable you will be."

It's really not like what a vampire should say, what future can we have.That's the most honest thought I've ever had, but I haven't said to anyone that me-centric humans aren't good enough to understand how ridiculous the end of their "long" time seems to me.

The car suddenly turned off, and I looked at the vampire in the driver's seat in puzzlement. When I noticed the unusual shadow between the brows of the other party, I woke up: "I slipped the tongue." However, his expression was very interesting, "Why, I Speaking of your pain? Or have you always lived in the illusion created by your family for you?"

He pressed the center of his eyebrows, which made the blue eye circles on his face worse: "I thought only a few rational vampires would have such an idea. Seriously, I should congratulate you." He met my puzzled look, and the two The cheek muscles were desperately pulled to the sides, "You finally managed to change your impression in my heart."

'You fool me! '

No matter where we are, my hands are itchy.

Within a quarter of an hour, the silver phoenix in the pit turned into a pile of scrap iron, and the two of us climbed out of two completely shapeless car doors.If it is inside, I am still interested in thinking about what kind of strange appearance this car has become.but now?Oh, and we've created a bunch of trash on the roads in town.

"You did a good job." The patient, who all Fox knew, had to walk back, and there wasn't even a taxi here.

He gave me an angry look: "Without your help, I still wouldn't be able to do such...creative garbage." He looked around for a moment, and there were several figures at the corner of the road, "Hurry up and go."

"What?" He pushed me away from the spot before I understood the situation, "What about your car?"

"It's just a pile of scrap iron." We walked to the side of a convenience store, and he picked up a heavy stone. Before a few people there showed strong curiosity, the stone hit a half-folded license plate , and this already illegible brand smashed another license plate under inertia.

In other words, the reason why the silver Volvo is what it is today is not because we rounded it from the inside, but because it was... folded in half?

"It's half-fold and half-fold." Edward shook his head regretfully, "I just bought a new car two years ago. If it weren't for you, I think I can use it for another year."

"What are you buying a car for? Are you wasting the earth's resources?" Poor Mother Earth has encountered such an unfilial son.

He quickly followed me, turning his head and talking to me: "Do you have to find an excuse to have a big fight with me? When I get back, I will tell Carlisle that you must be transferred to Fox Junior High School. Childish vampires are truly destructive. "

"One slap doesn't make a sound!"

As a result, we have a cold war again.The headache is that our distinctive pale skin attracts a large number of onlookers, especially when the headlines that hit the town today came out, I became a target.

"I said, you can't get a car anymore?" If you really want to go on like this, when will it end?

Who knows, he seemed to be angry with me on purpose: "I don't mind, anyway, they have been watching like this for two years, who cares."

Oh, the thick skin of marble.I continued to be listless with emotion, but a... Volvo?Must be an Edward fan.

The car stopped right next to us, and what came out of it was indeed a very beautiful woman, but she was not a fan, but another Karen.In that only one meeting, the only female vampire who did not release hostility towards me.

"Hi, didn't bother you?" She got out of the car with graceful dance steps, her short messy hair looked very chic and delicate.

"Alice? Why are you here?"

It turned out that this girl was called Alice, and I suddenly had a feeling of "that's it", this playful name really suited her.

Edward gave me a warning look: "You don't want my sister to break up with her current boyfriend, do you? If you really want to join our family, you have many options."

Be their adopted son?Sorry, I have no interest in "Karen Asylum".

Edward glanced at her sister without warning, not out of instinctive gaze, but... exploring and observing.Oh, I forgot that the elder brother carries the gift of reading other people's minds at any time, and apparently her younger sister is not immune to this cheating.

So, what did he read that changed color in the blink of an eye?Look at the tricks he plays in front of me, Edward has played me a lot.Taking this opportunity, I can learn from Alice.

Alice coughed with a low smile, and opened the rear door to signal us to get in the car.Coincidence or ulterior motives, it doesn't matter until sheer force.If I dare to change my mind, the siblings will definitely notify other family members in time.With this kind of conjecture, my favor for this girl has declined.

After getting in the car, Edward glanced at me: "Yes, don't be hot-headed like a teenager in adolescence, you must know that you are older than me."

Amazing lethality.No matter how much I emphasized my age in the past, to him, it could only represent internal wounds; and now, the "real teenager" is flirting with her sister, discussing how they tricked their parents - Tausig Yuri of.

I silently watched Alice rushing left and right under his guidance. The vampires pursued sensory stimulation. Even though they were concerned about the poor hearts of the town residents, they still drove scary.

"You guys have a sense of accomplishment in taking down an enemy together?"

"Your awareness really needs to be improved." Before getting out of the car, Edward said coldly.I don't know where I provoked him, logically speaking, I should be the one who is uncertain.

We left him in the car together, and Alice acted more like an innocent little girl: "This is my first time visiting someone's house, well, Denali doesn't count." She was on my sofa Rolled around twice, "Going to your bedroom?"

"Of course." I want to see if Edward keeps his promise. I don't want a pile of garbage in the middle of the master bedroom.Oh, so what happened last night actually foreshadowed what happened today?I also made his Volvo a piece of crap.

"Your house is very special."

When it comes to my house, I can't help but gloat: "I guess your house must be very dull, just white, pastel and black. Eternal life has become so monotonous, and you are still conservative." I am in a bad mood, not just the house I couldn't live for a few days, and tomorrow I'm going to try that kind of bland animal blood.I was deprived of my only interest all of a sudden, and I wouldn't be surprised if I did something about Tuzhen one day.

Opening the bedroom door, Alice commented pertinently: "This place is also very special."

Nonsense, who has nothing to do with a pile of garbage.

'Did you see the depression on my face? 'I stood in front of Edward, just five centimeters from that face.

"Saw."

He didn't understand where my bad mood was coming from, and understandably, he had completely forgotten about it.While recalling the torture recorded in the history books in my mind—the cruel style of treatment of heretics in the Middle Ages, I bypassed him and got into the passenger seat, sitting side by side with Alice.

"I can't wait to see how many digits my bad mood can break through." I gestured "please drive" to Alice, and I began to tilt my head silently to look at the scenery.

A pair of perfect palms appeared on the back of the chair. Edward approached us from behind, but he was trying to talk to me: "How many digits has your bad mood broken through now?"

I turned my head and said, "Negative eighteen."

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