[Comprehensive] Gently walk into that good night

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Ankeou Chen put his silver-gray Dodge in the parking lot, and walked into the psychiatric department of the small town hospital as usual.This is not the first time he has come here. Isis, a nurse who is very familiar with him, was walking out of the office with a medical record, and smiled when she saw him,

"Chen, you're here."

"Is Dr. Germady in there?"

"At...oh no, Chen, Dr. Germady is on leave today."

"She made me an appointment for today."

"Dr. Germandy is temporarily on leave, and Dr. Karen will take over for the time being."

"Dr. Cullen?"

"Believe me, Dr. Karen is also very good." Isis's cheeks were flushed with a smile, and An Keou couldn't bear to look directly at this nympho look.

But when he actually saw Dr. Cullen himself, he suddenly felt relieved of his nympho to Isis.For such a beautiful person, Isis is nothing but a laughing nympho.He sat down opposite the doctor, when he heard an elegant voice ask him, "Mr. Chen?"

"I'm."

"I've read your medical records, depression and obsessive-compulsive disorder, the situation has worsened recently, isn't it?"

An Keou nodded, looked at Dr. Karen's golden eyes without any tension or discomfort, and said in a slightly indifferent tone, "Recently, every night I have dreamed of some very vague things. Very uncomfortable……"

"So, what did you see? I mean, in a dream."

"The desert... and a temple." Ankeou said as he moved his fingers, as if his fingertips were still as sticky as blood.

"It is indeed a magical dream."

Dr. Cullen sighed like an aria, which made Anke Odo look at him a few times, and he felt that he had heard a similar way of speaking at some point—an ancient aristocratic arrogance, confiding words All from Latin and Old English.

Carlisle looked at the pale young man sitting across from him and was distracted silently. He couldn't help but laugh in his heart. He didn't expect someone to ignore him so completely.But letting a depressed person wallow in his own thoughts is not a good idea.So Dr. Cullen said softly, "How on earth does this make you uncomfortable?"

Ankeou recovered from the other party's question, and replied, "There are many people kneeling below in the temple, with blood on their hands, and I can smell the disgusting smell of blood every night, which makes me feel sick. It's very uncomfortable. It also makes me sometimes unable to distinguish between reality and dreams."

When he said this, he raised his eyes to look at Carlisle, the other party's golden eyes were full of a dazzling brilliance of sincerity, being looked at like this, it seemed that the other party would tolerate everything about you, and it made people feel a surge of excitement impulse.

"I often doubt my own existence." An Ke'ou continued, "Because I always feel that I don't belong to this world."

"Really?" The other party's voice was soft, "So where do you think you should belong?"

An Keou and Carlisle looked at each other for a long time, and slowly said, "...Maybe I shouldn't exist."

An Ke'ou's memory seems to be still in his previous life. He only remembers that he went to Egypt to participate in an archaeological project, and never returned to his home.As for how he came to this world and how he grew up as a teenager, he didn't know.

Here, he only has one house, a Dodge Tomahawk that is not legally allowed on the road, a KnightXV that he modified, a Spyker C8, and an unlimited bank|bank|bank card.

He didn't even have an ID, which he got from Officer Swan later.

No one here knew him well, except that he was a weirdo who moved here a year ago.

Of course, since he left Fox for Egypt a while ago, Ankeou didn't know that there was a Karen family who was as weird as him in the town.

After leaving the hospital, Ankeou drove his heavy motorcycle that was illegally on the road to Fox Middle School.Turning from Bergchull Road to South Fox Avenue, there are three cars driving side by side on the not-so-relaxed road ahead: a silver Volvo S60R, a red BMW M3 and a red Jeep Wrangler.

To be honest, there are three glamorous and expensive cars in such a remote town as Forks, which makes Ankeou, who has always been indifferent, a little curious.

However, the speed of the opponent's car is really unflattering. If he has been stuck behind like this, his locomotive will not be able to play at its proper speed.

At the corner of Spartan Avenue, Ankeou suddenly accelerated and drove past the BMW M3.

Rosalie, Alice, and Jasper were sitting on the M3. At this moment, Alice was looking at the boy's back in a daze, and Rosalie was looking at Ankeou's motorcycle in amazement.

"Edward will have an arrogant deskmate." Alice smiled quite maliciously.

Rosalie said, "If possible, I really want to modify that locomotive for him."

Alice smiled and rolled her eyes, "There will be a chance, Rosalie."

Most of An Keou's morning class has passed, and only the last Spanish is left.He went to the classroom before the other students finished class, but when he got to the classroom, he found that his seat had been taken by a boy with blond hair.However, if he remembered correctly, only the seat next to the boy remained unoccupied in the entire classroom - in the past, he always occupied two seats by himself.

At this point he has no choice.

He walked over and sat down.

The boy seemed to want to stay away from him at first, but in the middle of the movement, he suddenly showed a puzzled expression.

An Keou glanced at him, and took out a collection of Maugham's essays to read.

Edward tried his best to smell the smell in the air, and was surprised to find that the pale young man next to him didn't smell of blood at all.Although, he is indeed a human being.Whether it's his body temperature, heartbeat, or blood flow, they all belong to the category of normal people. He thought that if it weren't for the vampire's special eating habits, he would not have noticed the specialness of this boy.

So, in Spanish class, Edward would look at An Keou from time to time.

Although An Ke'ou read the book seriously, the other party's gaze was too hot for him not to notice.So, while looking at the words in the book, he cursed: The other party's face looks very good, somewhat similar to that of Dr. Karen this morning, but unfortunately, there seems to be something wrong with his mind.

"Cough..." Edward finally withdrew his gaze, flipping the pages of the book with his fingers, feeling a little embarrassed.

Alexandra, who was waiting for the lecture, walked into the classroom with her textbook, looked around the classroom, and involuntarily set her eyes on the last row on the left—nothing, these two people have beautiful faces.

……

At the end of the class, Alexandra assigned a task: two people at the same table would collaborate on a sonnet in Spanish.

Hearing that, many students present were mourning, An Keou put away his books expressionlessly, and while he was about to leave, he thought in his heart whether he should write a poem and hand it in alone, when he heard the boy say, "Hello, I'm Edward Cullen."

Ankeou looked at him, and the boy stretched out his hand stubbornly.Well, maybe he shouldn't refuse the friendliness from others.Ankeou thought of Dr. Germandy's instructions, and shook his hand, "Ankeou Chen."

Still, another Karen?

An Keou observed the other party, and soon discovered that the other party had the same charming pair of golden eyes.

Perhaps this is Karen's characteristic?Ankeou thought about it casually, and didn't realize that he was dragged into the restaurant by Edward at all—surrounding him were four pairs of typical Karen-style golden eyes and the same pale skin.

Edward rarely enthusiastically introduced his vampire family to an ordinary person. Ankeou followed his introduction and looked at the four Karen, and then heard the black-haired girl ask him, "Ankeou, what are you doing today? Did you come here this morning on a heavy Dodge?"

"Yes."

Rosalie's eyes also lit up.

"Wow, it feels great." Alice cried out, "Ankeou, can I try your car?"

"..." An Keou was silent.He didn't think he should refuse a lady's request, but, God knows, his OCD wouldn't allow him to lend anyone else anything that was his.

But how should he politely reject this girl?

"Alice, I think that even if Ankeou agrees, Jasper will not agree." Edward helped Ankeou solve this problem before he could speak.

Alice glanced at Jasper, who nodded slightly, but An Keou saw a very obvious disappointment on Alice's face.It seemed that even the curly black hair had grown dull.

"Alice, maybe I can give you a milder one for girls, how about a Ducati 848?"

Alice laughed, "Thank you, Ankeou. It happens that Jasper has one, and I can ride his."

"Okay." An Keou nodded.

"However, you can ask Rosalie to modify the car for you. You know, Rosalie is very talented in this area." Alice smiled and winked at Rosalie.

An Keou looked at Rosalie, who was also looking at him, with a hint of hope in his eyes.

——Ankeou, if you want to integrate into this world, you must first try to accept others.

He remembered the words that Dr. Germady had warned him countless times.Then he heard himself say, "May I please, Rosalie?"

"I'm so happy." The blonde girl who looked glamorous and noble answered quickly, which made An Keou feel that the other party was not so superior.

Hmm, maybe she's just shy?

"Ha..." Edward laughed.He suddenly had a premonition that his tablemate would be their greatest joy in Fox.