[Comprehensive] Gently walk into that good night

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Carlisle took an X-ray for him, and smiled at him comfortingly, "Fortunately, it's just some bruising, and there is no fracture."

Ankeou himself didn't feel anything, but Rosalie breathed a sigh of relief, and Emmett grinned and said, "I just said that it is impossible for a boy to be so fragile."

Hearing this, Rosalie looked at him quite disapprovingly.

"However, don't move this wrist for a few days. Let it recover properly." Carlisle applied some blood-activating and stasis-removing medicine on him, and said, "It might be better to take some anti-inflammatory medicine."

Anke'ou's mind was not on his wrist at all, he kept thinking about Edward's gaffe. "...What happened to Edward? I saw him trying to hold his breath and endure."

"He's fine." Carlisle said, "Believe me, he just has some insomnia these days." He said with a smile in his eyes, "Also, even if he feels uncomfortable, I can find out in time of."

He had forgotten Carlyle's occupation.Ankeou thought with relief, of course Edward's family would care more about him than himself.Take care of yourself more.He looked at his swollen wrist, and thought with some melancholy that he couldn't drive with one hand.

Maybe he could hitch a ride with the Cullens?

But Ankeou didn't expect that Carlisle would show up in front of his house early the next morning.

This man with a handsome face and gentle golden eyes was looking at him kindly, and kindly reminded him when he was still a little dazed, "Ankeou, don't you invite me in for a sit down?"

"...Of course." Ankeou opened the door to let him in.

Carlisle took in the layout of Ankeou's house in an instant, and said with a little surprise, "I didn't expect your taste to be so good..."

"Maybe you want to say 'Egypt'?" An Keou looked calm, as if he knew exactly what Carlisle was going to say, "I think anyone who comes to my house will say that." Although, so far, Carlisle is the only one People have been here.

"You arranged it according to your dream?" Carlisle asked, "I remember you told me that there are such murals in that temple - Egyptian palm trees, golden desert, three pyramids, and The blue Nile River; Egyptian men and women are floating on the river in small boats, and the sky is full of purple-winged birds..." Carlisle said while sliding his finger on the mural, and finally his finger stopped on the bird On the eyes, "The eyes of these birds are blood red..."

Ankeou suddenly saw another picture.

——White lilies bloomed under the altar made of stone, and a man—Ankeou clearly knew that it was a Roman man named Marius—was standing outside a golden tent, serious and pious He looked at the two statues in the tent with resentment. These two statues were pale, slender, with stern and harsh expressions on their faces, and they also had the unique innocence of children—one of the statues suddenly opened towards him. blindfolded...

……

"...Ankeou, Ankeou?"

"Carlisle?" An Keou looked at the other party's strange expression and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

"...No, it's nothing." He shook his head, "I just want to remind you that you may have to hurry up."

"Okay. I'll be fine soon." Ankeou tried to wake himself up, completely ignoring the scorching gaze of the man behind him.

An Keou got into the passenger driver and was about to close the car door when Carlisle closed it for him and put on his seat belt thoughtfully.

But he wasn't wearing a seat belt himself.Ankeou glanced at Carlisle, with some imperceptible speechlessness in his gaze.

Carlisle turned on the stereo in the car as if he didn't see it at all, and the speed of the car was very stable.

It's Dvořák's piece, with a smooth and elegant cello tone.An Keou almost fell asleep listening to it.

When he was in a daze, he felt a coldness approaching him, and An Keou couldn't help shaking, and when he woke up, he found that he had a coat with a good texture on his shoulders, um, it still had a cool smell.

Carlisle had parked his car in front of Fox High School.Seeing that he woke up, Carlisle said, "I think you seem a little cold." He said, and handed a lunch box to Ankeou, "Esme's love breakfast."

"...Thank you. Thank you Esme for me too." Anke'ou felt very uncomfortable. Speaking carefully, the other party was only his father at the same table, and they only met twice, one of which was quite embarrassing The relationship between a doctor and a mentally ill patient, in Anke's mind, is not enough for him to accept such considerate care from the other party.

Moreover, he actually wore other people's clothes!

If it was Edward's clothes, he could barely accept it.Ankeou struggled with his mental activities, but Carlisle approached him again, and untied his seat belt nimbly with his fingers, "Okay, Ankeou, you're going to class now."

An Keou nodded, and was about to get out of the car when he heard the other party say, "Oh, I almost forgot to tell you, Edward is feeling a little sick, and he may have to ask for leave recently. If there is any inconvenience, just go to Alice and the others." Carlisle said She also took a special look at his wrist.

"Okay." An Keou said, he opened the car door and got out of the car. He could still feel that Carlisle was still watching him behind him. Like a father - An Keou almost fled in despair.

For the next day, Ankeou was a little out of shape.He kept recalling the look in Carlisle's eyes, and was constantly aroused in his heart's longing for his family and his father.

Isn't it strange that he should have entered a world of his own after death?

Many times, An Keou wondered how the original owner of his body had so many things but didn't even have a distant relative; what made him even more puzzled was that the credit card bill never appeared, and he had tried to Finding the person who paid back his credit card, but repeatedly frustrated, until finally, he finally had a thought, maybe this whole world is unreal.

This kind of thing can only happen in fantasy.

But now, the Cullens made him feel alive again. Someone would care if he had breakfast, and someone would personally send him to school when he was injured, and care about his life at school like ordinary parents.

He couldn't help thinking that his situation might be better, after all, he had already begun to recognize the existence of this world and the people around him, didn't he?Maybe reduce the dose?

Alice was waiting in the corridor of the biology classroom at lunch time. Ankeou saw her and picked up the textbook and was about to leave, but was stopped by the girl behind him.

The other party's voice seemed a little frustrated and shy, and she asked, "Excuse me, I want to ask, is there anyone sitting next to you?"

An Keou looked at Bella, turned his head slightly to observe her expression, and then answered her with a somewhat cold voice, "There is someone sitting next to me. Maybe you know him, Edward Cullen."

"But he didn't show up, did he?"

Ankeou stared at the girl quietly until the other person lowered his head, then said, "If you want to ask when he will come to school, I'm sorry, I don't know."

"No..." Bella moved her lips, but she didn't say that she didn't mean to ask why Edward Cullen didn't come.

She really wanted to ask why the handsome boy asked for leave all of a sudden, and her always sharp intuition told her that it had something to do with her arrival, but Bella couldn't figure out why anyway.

An Keou felt that he didn't know about Edward's situation, so he really had no obligation to answer a strange girl's question about Edward, so he walked towards Alice.

Standing there, Alice could smell the sweet smell of the girl's blood through the wall. She couldn't help but frown until she saw Ankeou walk out of the classroom. As soon as she smiled, the expression froze on her face superior.

what is that?

——In the cold North Pole, a young man with blond hair bit An Keou's wrist in the snow-carved hall. With squinting eyes, he was wearing a white toga robe that ancient Romans would wear, and a crown on his head. One arm was placed on his leg, and the other was held between the lips of the young man. He was indifferent, Let the youth greedily suck the source of his life...

An Keou... Alice called him, over and over again, until the other party finally opened his eyes...

Alice woke up suddenly.