Edmund swore that that day at Cullen's was one of the most interesting holidays of his life.

Esme's cooking is astonishingly good. If Carlisle hadn't allowed him to eat too much greasy food, he would have eaten all the delicious fried chicken.

And the boys at home-Edward, Emmett, and Jasper-always liked to talk with him. Especially Edward, who had as much knowledge as a university professor. But when Edmund showed him his admiration, Edward winked mischievously at him.

"Carlisle knows at least three times as much as I do." 

Well, as expected, Carlisle being the head of the family is not without a reason.

And, of course, Alice and Rosalie. Edmund liked them, too.

Alice always liked to sit beside him and read his fortune with tarot cards, making him laugh. In fact, she could see the future without relying on tarot cards. But currently, Edmund didn't know anything about it.

Rosalie was much quieter than the people in the room. Most of the time she sat beside Emmett with her arms crossed, giving out an aura of "outsiders not welcome." Edmund took a few glances at her and found that she would immediately turn her gaze away whenever he turned to look at her.

At first, the boy thought he was disliked by the perfect blonde beauty, but Carlisle secretly told him that Rosalie liked children very much.

So why didn't Rosallie talk to him? Edmund was puzzled.

"I guess Dr. Cullen will also adopt you." Annie looked enviously at the blue-eyed boy on the small table. 'Oh, of course, I mean, he seems to like you very much.'-You know, Dr. Cullen had never been so considerate to a patient before. ' 

Edmund raised his head. "Is that so? I thought he treated all his patients like this." 

"Oh, I think you're special to him.-Didn't Dr. Cullen take you to his house the other day?" 

"Yes." 

"See, I told you.-I have worked with him for a while, but I still don't know where his family lives.-Where did this beautiful book come from?" Annie asked curiously as she pointed at the little blue book that was specially designed for Edmund to paint.

"Dr. Cullen gave it to me.-He thought that if I put all my energy into painting, I won't have time to sneak out." 

"So considerate." Annie sighed.

"I don't think that's considerate at all." Edmund put down the pen in his hand dejectedly, "Doctor Cullen assigned me some homework." 

"Homework?" 

'He asked me to write something every day or I'm not allowed to leave the ward.'-It reminded me of Professor Kirk at the school.-Every time I didn't do my homework, he would lock me in his office with a pile of boring dictionaries.-'Don't go home until you are done with your homework, Mr. Pace!' and shut the door.

Annie smiled. "Oh, dear, I've finally found the childishness in you."-My little Danny doesn't like to do his homework either. " 

"Yeah.-No one likes homework." The boy picked up his pen again to write and draw on the book.

The morning passed quickly for Edmund by his drawing.

Around four o'clock in the afternoon, Carlisle opened the door to the ward.

"Good afternoon, boy." 

"Good afternoon, Dr. Cullen." 

"I think you'll be happy.-Your classmates have come to see you." 

As soon as he finished speaking, several tiny heads of different colours appeared behind Carlisle.

"Hey! Edmund! Long time no see!" 

"Susan? Sophia? Mary?" The boy was dumbfounded as he watched the three girls in the class wave at him bashfully. He admitted that recently he had been thinking about how to sneak out and neglect his classmates at school.

"We--well--heard about you--wanted to see you earlier, but--Carlisle said that you hadn't recovered, so we put it off till now.--You're not angry, are you?" 

"No." Edmund blinked. He was sure he had just heard Susan calling his attending doctor Carlisle. Do they know Carlisle well? I've never heard Carlisle mentioning it before.

He looked at Carlisle. The latter chuckled and did not explain, saying "Call me if you need anything", and then left.

'Oh, you're lucky, Edmund.-Dad says Carlisle is the best doctor in town.I forgot to tell you, my dad works in this hospital too.-He's a dermatologist.' Susan turned her head to look in the direction where Carlisle had left. Her desire to be with Carlisle was beyond her word. It was as if she wished she could break her leg as soon as she left the house and be hospitalized for Carlisle's treatment.

"I know … it's my honour." Edmund covered his face. He now knew why the three girls, who did not usually play along with him, had come to see him.

Honestly, is Esme really not worried about her husband cheating on her?

Oh, okay. Edmund knew he was overthinking.

This kind of thing would probably never happen.

Dr. Cullen would never do that. Edmund was so sure about it. Even he himself did not know why he was so sure about it.

"Oh, by the way, Edmund.-We brought you something." Sophia blinked her eyes and signalled Mary to unzip her schoolbag.

Then, a thick stack of exercises appeared.

"… Thank you." The boy twitched, trying to make his smile less awkward, "I'm sorry to trouble you." 

"Oh, you're welcome, Edmund." The girl said enthusiastically.

"…" 

If he could turn back the clock, he would definitely sleep a little longer this afternoon. At least don't let the three girls know they're awake.

But apparently, there was no turning back.