This lunch was like a torture to Edmund.

Because apart from Carlisle, who was busy making phone calls, the Cullen family sat neatly at the dining table, staring at Edmund as he put the spaghetti in his mouth with a fork.

This is awkward.

"Well--there's something on my face?" The boy put down his fork and touched his cheek.

"Oh, forgive them." Esme smiled and touched Edmund's head. "It's been a long time since any guest has come. They think it is something new. And--we all love children." 

"I'm not a child anymore …" Edmund muttered.

"Children usually think that way." Edward laughed.

"Aren't you the same? The only child in the family who is still underage? That's why you bullied me". Edmund sounded miffed.

"…" 

Just because Edward is 17 doesn't mean he's actually 17. In fact, he's the oldest in the family except for Carlisle.

Of course, Edward would not say that.

Alice, who was sitting opposite to Edmund, smiled softly, then went over and said something to Jasper, and the two of them looked at Edward, who was somewhat angry.

"Little Edmund, can you call me 'sister '?" 

Edward's lips twitched when he heard Alice's thoughts.

After dinner, the vampires entered their rooms, so Edmund took time to find his "dude" Carlisle.

Dr. Cullen, who looked like an angel at all times, was leaning against his black couch and reading an article about unicellular syndrome.

The view was simply too dazzling.

He looks so perfect.

Edmund wiped his face, then walked into the room.

"Did you have fun?" Carlisle moved the book away and looked at the boy as he looked at his study.

"Very happy. I like your family very much." Edmund pointed at the couch beneath Carlisle. "Hey, man! You can play Michael with one more pair of wings." 

"What if I don't add it? What can I do?" 

"An old man who has nothing to do at home after retirement." 

"…" 

Carlisle smiled helplessly and got up to pick up the boy and put him on his lap.

"I'm not a child anymore." Edmund re-emphasized this "fact" to Carlisle. "Don't hug me like this." 

"Alright." Carlisle answered with a smile.

"Alright … I knew this kind of protest was useless." Edmund rolled his eyes and chuckled.

"I'm glad you've finally realized this." The man answered elegantly.

"…" 

"Do you still feel hurt anymore?" 

"It doesn't hurt much anymore. Most of the time I can ignore them." Edmund scratched his pretty short black hair lazily and yawned on Carlisle's shoulder.

"Are you tired?" 

"Yes. A little." The boy began to rub his eyes that were almost unable to open. Finally, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Well, it was the first time in his life that Carlisle had been completely ignored by a human as a vampire.

One must know that humans have the instinct to stay far away from wild beasts.

This was also why the female nurses were attracted by Carlisle very much, but very few would choose to be alone with him. The human instinct is always telling them to stay away from vampires.

But this boy … 

Wasn't he really afraid of being bitten when he slept so soundly on a vampire's body?

Well, maybe.

A gentle breeze blew the aura of dirt through the open window, blowing up the boy's slightly long bangs.

Carlisle lowered his head and put the tip of his nose against the boy's hair. It smells good.

The vampire instinct allowed Carlisle to imagine himself stabbing his fangs into the boy's neck. Yes, the boy's blood must taste very delicious.

However, he stopped this thinking immediately.

Of course, he wouldn't do that.

Apart from vowing not to suck blood, he didn't want to see the child suffer.

This is how the singer feels about the singer. --One Wants to destroy, but don't want the other to get hurt.

Carlisle had been single for more than 300 years of her life. Esme was his nominal wife, but she was actually his sister.

He had always wanted to find a partner of his own. --A singer.

But when he met his singer, he was still a child.

Edmund's too young.

Even with his astonishing maturity, he was still a child who could only reach Carlisle's waist.

At least until he reaches adulthood.

Carlisle told herself.

He has plenty of time to wait.

And-- 

Children always grow fast.

Carlisle stood up and held the child in his arms tightly with a coat on the back of his chair. Then, he laid down and closed his eyes to think about what he should do to protect the child and keep him from knowing the Cullen's family's secrets.

First and foremost, he should reduce the number of times he takes boys home.

Other family members, especially Jasper, who had only recently begun to be vegetarian, still yearned for human blood.

So Carlisle can't adopt Edmund for now. It was a wise decision, not only for the boy's safety but also for his family.

And then the second point-- 

"Carlisle." 

The blonde man suddenly opened his eyes to look at Edward who had suddenly appeared at the door.

"What's up, Edward?" Carlisle asked knowingly. He knew Edward must have heard what he was thinking.

"Can I talk to you for a moment?" Edward looked at the boy who was asleep in Carlisle's arms, not surprised at all.

"Of course." Carlisle stood up steadily and gently placed Edmund in his arms on the couch, "Let's go outside?" 

"I agree." Edward laughed. "He dreamed that he was fighting with Emmett." 

" Not a good choice." Carlisle smiled.

The next second, the two of them disappeared from the room at the same time.