Chapter 45: Family Reaction

The night was dark, the shadows were blurred, the school was deserted, the stairwell was eerily quiet, only the faint heartbeat and difficult gasps echoed in every inch.

Dmitry did not dare to look up, for fear of seeing hatred and resentment on Nahi's face. He didn't even dare to move, lest he couldn't bear Naihi's decision and make an irretrievable push again.

"How dare you!" Suddenly there was a roar that tore through the silence, and Breaking Wind slammed his fist into Dmitry's face, Edward's eyes were scarlet, and his words were like ice edges, with a bone-chilling coldness.

He grabbed Naihi and wanted to protect him, but found that her body temperature had dropped badly, and he was startled when he hit someone, and his hand pulling his sleeve was shaking, and he subconsciously muttered: "Don't do it..."

Is Naihi speaking for him? Dmitry looked up in surprise, his burning eyes overflowing with longing and anticipation, and looked straight at the judge who had decided his life and death.

Only then did he see Naihi's current appearance, his eyes were lightly misty, his lips were pale, and his whole person was in a frozen state, and when he saw him, he even shrank for a moment.

Edward's heart was bleeding. It was getting late, and Nahi should have arrived home a long time ago, but no one was nowhere to be seen, no phone calls were answered, and even Dmitry's mobile phone couldn't get through, so he thought about coming and seeing. I thought that the two of them were engaged in some romantic little date, but I thought that I heard such a terrifying excess.

No wonder! No wonder Dmitry was so special to them back then, no wonder he always looked at them with deep meaning, no wonder he persuaded himself not to miss Bella, no wonder his attention and exclusivity to Nahi was amazingly strong, too much wonder it smashed into his heart, splashing circles of anger and hatred, which were difficult to quell.

He stretched out his arms and hugged Naxi into his arms, which he rarely did when he grew up, but now he desperately wanted to hold his child, make sure she was alive, and protect her from harm in the crook of his arm.

"Nahi, don't be afraid, Daddy will take you home."

After saying that, he didn't look at Dmitry, raised his hand and hugged Princess Nehi to his chest, and left, leaving behind a man with a sinking heart, who lost all life and blended in with the darkness of the night.

Nehi leaned against Edward's chest, firmly encircled his neck, and drew a burst of warmth from his cold body temperature, and the ice that sealed him slowly melted into tears, a drop slid down his nose bone, dissipated into the wind, and a drop flowed into Edward's collar from the corner of his eye, leaving a sour trace.

Naki doesn't know what mood he's feeling right now.

Gas? Of course, angry, angry and painful, wronged for the girl in the previous life, and even more distressed for the Karen family in the previous life, they suffered an unjustified disaster in the name of love, and they were heartbroken and gave their lives.

Afraid? is also afraid, afraid and resentful, he has hidden himself for so long, carefully compiled a gorgeous and dreamy net, and lured her step by step to be willing, ready to close the net at any time.

But, hate? She couldn't even say the word "hate".

The story of her previous life is just another version of Twilight for her, and all the plunder, fear, guilt, and choices belong to Nahi in that world, and she has not experienced it.

What she has experienced is this life, it is a careful approach, it is a cherished protection, it is an excessive pampering, and it is a sweet heartbeat.

Yes, she was already tempted, and the corners of her mouth that couldn't help but rise when she carved the cufflinks, and the shy and accelerated heartbeat when she thought of him, were all signals that she had thrown herself into the net.

This kind of self made her feel guilty, and her heart seemed to be split in half, constantly condemning and arguing, and pulling chaotically.

"Oh my God, what's going on?" Bella had been pacing restlessly at the door, and when she saw Nahi being carried back by Edward, she was so frightened that she rushed over and pounced on Naihi, looking up and down, thinking that she was hurt somewhere.

The tear ducts, which had been air-dried, began to fill the damp air again because of Bella's taste and voice, and Nahi turned into Bella's arms, trying to suppress the choked voice.

The Culens in the opposite house heard the movement and also went out to look, frowning anxiously when they saw this. Carlisle tries to check on Nehi, but is stopped by Edward.

"She's not hurt, she's just scared, Bella, take her to rest, the rest, let's go in and talk." Edward's tone was unusually serious, and everyone was in awe.

Bella carried Nahi back to the room, and Esme reheated the dinner and served it, and the two of them were slightly relieved to see Nahi eat it all.

"I'm fine." Nahi smiled, as well-behaved and soft as ever, but it hurt to watch.

Bella red-eyed and hugged her again: "I wish you could be me for even a moment, Nahi, so that you can know how much I love you and how much I want to protect you, you don't have to always pretend to be strong, baby, and we can rely on." ā€

Esme was more emotional, her face was already full of tears, she nodded desperately, and leaned over to kiss Nahi's forehead.

"I know..."Of course she knew, whether it was Karen who was willing to commit to Volturi for Nahi in her previous life, or Karen who pampered her all the way in this life, they were the most selfless family members, the harbor she could live in at any time, and the confidence that she was loyal to herself.

Nahi lay down holding Bella's hand, rubbing her attachment, the unique and charming cold fragrance was a familiar smell she had smelled since she was a child.

The tearing of the heart was paralyzed by the aroma, turning into wisps of exhaustion, winding around his mind and blurring his consciousness.

Bella waited until Nahi fell asleep before going downstairs, gently retreating, leaving only a grim face.

"Tell me, what the hell is going on?"

Edward hadn't listened to it all, and when he arrived, Dmitry was already talking about what had happened after Volturi. But as he narrates, the previously blocked heart voice is suddenly lifted, and although it is messy and complicated, it is enough for Edward to piece together a complete story.

"So, he's born again? In the previous life, Nahi died tragically, and in this life, he will change his identity and deceive our daughter again? Bella was most excited, and she couldn't wait to rush out and find Dmitry now.

Carlisle was a little speechless, he was the person in the family who had been in contact with Dmitry for the longest time, Dmitry had something on his mind, he could see it, but he couldn't see any falsehood or use in Dmitry's help and guidance.

Yes, he did something wrong, but he used more than 700 years of heavy work to remedy it, living in self-blame and remorse every day, straightening his muscles and bones inch by inch, and changing the face of the vampire race inch by inch, isn't this sentence long enough? Isn't such repentance thorough enough?

However, he was not qualified to say such a thing. The choice is Nehi's, he will not interfere with the influence, he will only firmly support all her decisions, send her a blessing from the bottom of his heart, or, protect her from the bottom of his heart.

"Thank you, Carlisle." When Edward heard his thoughts, he was moved and sweaty. Bella is still young, loves her daughter, is strong as a mother, and is always impulsive. But he is already more than a hundred years old, and he has gone through the world, but he has also lost his mind in a moment of anger, forgetting that this is Nahi's choice, and they should not interfere.

Alice doesn't say anything, and she rarely seems to be able to foresee a picture of Nahi. I thought it was a special decision by Nahi himself, but now it seems that it was the reborn Dmitry who influenced the fate of the two. He's been trying to calibrate and he's trying to change, giving Nashi and his future the most unpredictable trajectory.

Intellectually, she is naturally on Naishi's side and wants the best of everything she can be.

But emotionally...

She clenched the big hand beside her, and Gasper immediately shook it back, and her warm jade eyes looked at her intently and with concern, and a warm emotion enveloped her, soothing her depression and worry for a moment.

Lo and behold, she will always be the center of Gasper. It's hard to imagine what crazy Gasper would have done if she had lost her.

Gasper also had a ridiculous past, but he left everything for her, for her to integrate into the Cullen family, for her to change his diet with difficulty, such a man, doesn't he deserve a forgiveness?

As long as Dmitry was substituted for Gasper, she could hardly help but feel pity and sympathy.

Bella suddenly rushed outward, and there was a similar aura nearby, and it was unusually familiar.

"How dare you be here!" Bella was already angry, but she was afraid of Nahi, who might have fallen asleep upstairs, and her questioning voice was very low.

The man standing under the tree was in a trance, and the whole person seemed to have only a pair of dejected eyes, burning the last bit of life. He stared at the curtained window and begged in a begging tone, "How's Nahi?" Her face wasn't very good just now, and she was shaking, is she feeling better now? Have you eaten? Did you cry? ā€

The angry scolding that had accumulated in his chest suddenly couldn't come out, and Bella clenched her fists, as if she saw Edward in him who she thought she had jumped off a cliff a few years ago.

A vampire who loses his singer loses the last piece of his soul, and this is the greatest punishment for a vampire, even more so than the execution of his life. What else is needed to beat and scold, he lives in purgatory every day.

"Nahi is fine, it's just okay." Edward walked over, "You should know the consequences of telling the truth, we won't support you anymore." ā€

"Edward, I—" Dmitry's eyes twitched.

"But we won't stop Nahi's decision," Edward said in a deep voice, "and I hope you can respect Naxi's decision and stop her from making extreme choices." Otherwise, we will never let you go! ā€

His eyes were scarlet a little bit, and his throat was rolling inch by inch, and Dmitry was forced to suppress the sadness in his heart, and he couldn't respond to a "yes".

He lived for seven hundred years, cracking and smashing himself, grinding himself into powder, and re-molding it, and smelting it new, not to let go, but to ask for a Nahi.

He didn't need anyone's permission and approval, let alone anyone's understanding and sympathy, but he never dared to think about what he would do if it was Nahi and say no firmly.

Only... Just give her a little time and a little buffer for yourself.

Dmitry quickly turned around, as if he was afraid that he would regret it, and disappeared into the night in an instant in the direction of the empty and uninhabited.