"Hey, Edward, I heard that you are madly in love with a human girl named Bella." The pale Asian boy, who looked about 18 or 19 years old, lay lazily on the sofa, crossed his legs and looked at the other side of Edward who was peeling an apple with a cold face and a face that was too beautiful to be true.
Edward glanced at the boy indifferently, his beautiful brows were filled with eyes, and there was an inexplicable evil spirit leaking out. The boy retracted his crossed legs and showed a flattering smile. Seeing Edward slowly peeling the apple again, he let go of his worries and casually turned over the pages of the book, silently praising the author for a job well done.