[The Twilight Saga·Carlyle] Hidden God

"It's like human beings have their own unique body odor. This is the smell of vampires." Edward, who heard the boy's voice, explained, "We rely on this to identify ourselves. Of course - if we are careful enough , even humans can smell it."

"Thank you for your popular science, Edward." Edmund twitched the corner of his mouth. "Thank you for ruining this wonderful aroma with the inelegant word 'body odor'. So I decided to forget your words."

"Hey, why?"

"Gal always associates it with some bad words.—Damn, I must have been influenced by him, when I hear it, I think... Please, don't say that again." Boy Frowning and sighing, he simply curled up his legs and leaned on Carlisle's body.

"...well done using the vampire's thigh as a pillow." Edward held the steering wheel and pursed his lips. "I've never seen anyone dare to do that."

"Carlisle wouldn't mind. Would you?" Edmund narrowed his bright eyes. "Because I'm an injured patient, the gentle and considerate Dr. Cullen will acquiesce in everything I do.—As long as I don't Just make the injury worse."

"Lie down if you feel comfortable." Carlisle curled up the corners of his mouth, raised his hand to stroke the boy's black bangs to the back of his head, and at the same time did not forget to fix his injured arm on the boy's chest.

"Thanks, Carlisle.—I think Edward is jealous of me. He might want to use you as a pillow too." Edmund gave a pleasant laugh. —he couldn't imagine Edward lying on Carlisle's lap.That would be downright stupid.

Edward coughed twice, and raised his eyebrows at the boy in the rear car mirror, but the latter didn't see it at all.

The car became quieter.

Seeing that neither Edward nor Carlisle had any intention of speaking, Edmund wisely chose to remain silent.

He closed his eyes and rested quietly on the vampire's lap, and began to scroll through the lyrics of several old songs in his mind.

As a result, it didn't take long before his consciousness became blurred.

"...don't spoil him too much, Carlisle." Edmund heard his vampire brother lower his voice, "he'll get used to it."

"It's okay, he knows how to measure." Carlisle's fingers landed on the boy's right cheek, pressing the soft skin very gently.

"To be honest, I'm worried about you... Carlisle."

"I'll figure out a way—"

Then Edmund couldn't hear anything clearly. ——He felt as if he had fallen asleep, but he could do some simple thoughts in a daze, such as "Where are you now?", "How long will it take to get home?", "Will Carlisle give me Get some morphine?", "Did Alice and the others clean the room?" and that sort of thing.

Half-dream and half-awake, the boy felt as if he was being picked up and placed on a soft object, and then, as if in the next second, he was awakened by the tingling pain on his wrist.

The first thing that catches the eye is the dark blue curtain above the head. ——they completely surrounded the four-poster bed, leaving the right side open, which was fixed to the bedposts by two golden hemp ropes as thick as fingers.

The window on the right side of the room was half open, and the dark sky outside could be seen, and at the same time, the regular, pattering sound of rain could be heard.

It seems that he has been sleeping in bed for a long time.

Edmund lay quietly for a while, and then slowly sat up with his left hand supporting the sheet under him.

The layout of the new rooms is almost exactly the same as the villa in Kinlunga. —he'd wager it was Carlisle who made it.This "young" parent is always worried that he will not be able to adapt to the new environment, so almost even the network cable interfaces are set in the same place.This made the boy amazed but also moved.

It's 11 o'clock in the evening, the time for humans to rest.Edmund planned to get up and go to the bathroom and then go back to sleep, but when he lay on the bed again, he couldn't fall asleep anyway.

The wrist still hurts, maybe the muscles and ligaments have been pulled, and it won't recover for a while.

The boy turned on the bedside lamp, pulled the coat that Carlisle had placed next to the pillow, and draped it over his body.

The coat was dry and soft, and it must have taken some work to get it that way. ——In Forks, everything seems to be damp, so as long as he thinks that he will have to live in a place where he has to rely on a dryer to put on dry clothes, Edmund finds it a little unbearable.

"Rain." The boy sighed. "Think of the good, Edmund.—at least in winter it often snows."

Edmund scratched his hair to make it look less messy before he lifted the dry and warm quilt, put on the slippers Carlisle put under the bed, opened the door and went out.

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"I still think this big red one looks good...you can't buy him the same color every time, it feels like shopping from a department store together-put it away!"

Before Edmund showed up, he heard the sound of the laptop being roughly closed in the living room downstairs.But when he walked down the stairs, there was no computer in the living room at all.

"What are you doing?"

"Chat.——Why did you come down?" Carlisle appeared next to the boy in an instant, and raised his hand to rub his hair.

"Hand hurts a bit... May I have some painkillers?"

"I don't advise you to use drugs. If you use too much, you will be seriously dependent." Carlisle said worriedly, "but if you insist--"

"Alright then." Edmund nodded, "I'll listen to you."

The blond vampire smiled charmingly.

"That... Edmund."

The boy turned to look at Emmett, who was apologetic. ——This expression didn't suit him very much. If it wasn't for Edward's winking, Edmund thought he would laugh out loud.

"I'm so sorry. — if it wasn't for me..."

"Oh! Come on, Emmett! It's not a big deal!" Edmund stepped forward and patted Emmett's strong shoulder. - It's like slapping a wall. "Thanks to you, I have a new understanding of my skills."

"Yeah! You drove really well! When you went through that corner, it was—ah, no." Emmett glanced cautiously at Rosalie and Carlisle, then coughed and said, "Well—I'm Said, you must drive properly in the future, no matter what I say, don't compare with me again. "

Rosalie pursed her lips, and withdrew the hand she was planning to hit Emmett.

Carlisle always stood on the left side of the boy, watching him with gentle eyes.

"Well, yes. ——until I become a vampire. Then we will compare." But Edmund's eyes clearly said, "Continue to compare when you have a chance hahaha, it doesn't matter if I am a vampire or not haha Haha." - But since his family members were around, he could only say such words against his will.

"Cough—" Edward, who heard the voices of the two, coughed as a warning.

So the boy immediately changed the subject. ——He didn't want to be dragged to the study by Carlisle for more than an hour of ideological education.That was just too painful.

"When do we go to school?" Edmund asked this question not because he wanted to go to school, but because he wanted to know since when he had to be bound by those boring rules, in other words, he Wondering how much free time I have left.

"Reporting tomorrow. Of course, you may have to wait a few days, because of the hands. - Rosalie, Emmett, Gasper and Alice are in the second grade, and the two of us are in the first grade." Edward replied briskly .

". . . I've been through first grade at Kimlungar High School.—don't tell me you forgot."

"Of course I know you've already done it." Carlisle said softly, "So this year is just for you to get used to the environment."

"But--"

"They won't know. We'll keep it secret," Edward assured.

"Oh...that's fine.—It really doesn't take me that long to get used to it. I used to live in America, too."

"Alaska is not the same as Washington State."

"Yeah, it's pretty darn wet in here." The boy smacked his lips. "Oh, of course I'm not complaining.—I just can't get used to it for a while..."

"Look, you said that you can't get used to it for a while."

"..." Edmund, who had wrapped himself in, puffed up his cheeks angrily. ——it makes him look like a cute puffer fish, and you can't help but poke that bulging cheek.

"Anyway, we have class together, and there is a care." Edward showed a happy expression. ——Since the boy grew up, he has become very keen to argue with each other, because the latter's deflated look is so funny.

"I don't think I need your care very much." Edmund said dryly. "I'm seventeen, Edward."

"Anyway, in that case, Carlisle and Esme will be more at ease. —What if you get into a fight with your classmates again?"

"...I won't fight with my classmates." The boy puffed up his cheeks again. "And even if they fight, they may not be able to beat me. ——Jasper taught me a few tricks, which are very easy to use."

"You want to fight them like this? I'm afraid you can't?" Edward looked at Edmund's swollen wrist like bread, and pointed out this cruel fact sharply. "In case you break your arm again—"

"...Edward!" the boy exclaimed helplessly, "Why didn't I find out that you have the potential to be a chatterbox before?—Seriously, I feel sorry for your girlfriend—"

"Where did I get my girlfriend?"

"Not having it now doesn't mean you won't have one in the future." Edmund raised his chin, "Go get a girlfriend, Edward. Then you can focus on that girl as much as you would have put on me. "

"The premise is that there must be a girl who can attract him." Jasper teased.

"I don't mind if it's a boy." Carlisle put his palm on the boy's shoulder, with a charming smile.

"..."

【Hello!You can't do this!You can't spoil him like this just because he is young! 】Edward yelled in his mind. ——But unfortunately, apart from him, no one present has the ability to read minds.

The author has something to say: This is today's update, please eat~~~~

The update is late, I have been taking the exam 2333333333333 this week, what a tough college life, Nima, that university is still taking midterm exams? !I really want to smash the principal to death, I don't know what he thinks.