foggy morning light (twilight fandom)

"I told you...you should be the one who died."

The surroundings were extremely dark, and there were many doors in front of it that looked like a labyrinth with no lens in the mirror. Once you entered, you couldn't get out again.It looks like I'm dreaming.

The black swallowtail appeared in the mirror, and I could clearly see the veins on its wings, the fluttering powder scales, and even the subtle sound.

I reached out, as if I could touch it that way.The black swallowtail butterfly no longer flew forward this time, it flew towards me steadily just as I expected.The moment I stopped in my hand, my eyes were dizzy, and it became extremely difficult to breathe.

The black swallowtail was gone, but there was a black gun in my hand.

The dizziness continued, and my body became extremely heavy. I tried to get up, and the tingling was obvious with the movement of my body.

Holding the gun persistently with my weak hands, I pointed forward tremblingly, unwillingness and despair appeared in my eyes, but there was an unreasonable relief in my heart.

"—Dage!"

In the hissing voice, I looked back to the mirror. In the mirror, my heart was pierced by a silver knife, and the blood flowed profusely.The person kneeling behind me had slightly curly black hair covering her face in a mess, blood was all over her hand that was away from the knife handle, and tears kept flowing down like broken beads.

The choking made her speak intermittently, with a begging tone.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...but I want to go home..."

Suddenly the gunshot rang out and I was plunged into darkness.

When I opened my eyes again, it was dawn outside the window.I woke up and sat up on the edge of the bed.

I recalled it clearly for a while, oh, yes, I was at Karen's house.

……

Esme brought breakfast, and I quickly thanked her.

"You don't look very well, dear."

I patted my face and laughed: "I probably slept too late yesterday."

It’s true, I’ve seen quite a few classics on Edward’s record rack, at least the ones I know of.Edward is an old antique, and it took him a long time to ask for a copy, and it took a lot of hard work to get the collector's edition of his beloved Beatles.

I picked up the knife and fork, and for a moment I remembered how I felt when I held a gun.It was so unbelievably real, I bet it wasn't a dream anymore.

"what happened?"

Edward was waiting with a good-natured financial newspaper, the others had already driven to school, and we were the only ones still dawdling.

"I dreamed that you bit me and I turned into a zombie."

"..." Edward pointed his finger 'crack! ' patted my forehead, saw that I had almost eaten, and started to pick up my schoolbag to go, "Did you mutate, you were bitten by a vampire and turned into a zombie?"

"Why, look down on mutation?" I don't accept this, thinking about the little bitch in "Deadpool", he can be regarded as a mutation, no matter how injured he is, he can not die, and he can still drink and eat meat.

"I look down on your mutation."

"Hello!"

Edward directly picked up the plate after I finished eating, washed it and took me to school.Well, well, seeing that you are so caring, then I won't hate you.

When they arrived at school, apart from exchanging pleasantries with Angela, most of the others just said hello.

"I really envy you always come with Edward." Angela floated over to speak again, and I found that she seemed to like talking to me in class, especially in math class.

"Ah."

I took the textbook and turned to the designated place. I don't remember these formulas very clearly.In my last life, I seemed to be bad at math, and I only remember the helplessness and scolding of my math teacher.It seems that as long as I scold a lot, my math will be better.

"Are you with him?" she asked the question that had probed me before.

I'm sorry, girl.In order to end the conversation, I decided to swallow the excuse that was supposed to be vague and replace it with a bad smile.

"Well, you already have a result in your heart, don't you?"

After finishing speaking, as expected, Angela's glasses tilted and she froze.She didn't talk to me again, and I seemed to see a dark cloud raining on her head.

I couldn't help but snicker, Edward's fans are so funny.Obviously like it, but dare not say a word to him.But that guy, with such a cold appearance, what is so attractive?

Well, it's just that her face looks a little better, her body looks a little better, and she studies pretty well, bah!It's not good for people to read it for so long.It seems that he is still a single dog with a lot of gold, bah!He has a girlfriend now.

Wait, it's crooked.

This section is mathematics, and Edward and I are in different classrooms.I looked at the watch on my wrist. It was a gift from Alice. The smoky purple watch was particularly white.According to their family's arrogance in shopping, I was struggling to think about what to give her for her birthday.

I clicked some white paper for drafting, and described the appearance of the gun in detail. The black casing is very ordinary no matter how you look at it.

And that knife, covered in blood, doesn't seem to be any different. If possible, I can take it out and cut another melon.

Wait, it's crooked!I'm in math class now.