Mr. Siren [Comprehensive British and American]

The phantom woke up with the sound of the waves, the spring waves were full of joyful vitality, he also heard the chirping of seabirds, accompanied by the waves and sea wind whizzing by, awakening him from his sleep.

The air is moist and slightly salty, and it is an openness and vastness that cannot be smelled in the bustling Paris. The Phantom slowly breaks free from the darkness, and what greets the eyes is the bright and clear sky.

He was facing the window, and the half-open window was covered with a translucent blue gauze. The sea breeze penetrated through the fine gauze and lifted the gauze, revealing the cloudless blue sky and blue sea behind, with little sand gulls.

The mask was at hand. Phantom sat up while putting on the mask, and found that he had been changed into a set of soft satin clothes at some point. He noticed that the corners of the clothes were embroidered with the same color in an extremely delicate way. He is in a luxurious and comfortable room with a four-poster bed hung with a light gauze curtain, and gold, silver, precious stones and intricate carving and inlay techniques are used on the utensils in the house. There is a small door beside the window, which is the only door in the whole house. It does not lead to the inside of the house, but to a terrace.

The phantom patrolled around, he should be at the height of a second or third floor building, looking down from the terrace, you can see a pool made of marble below, the water is very deep, and it is decorated with various corals and Pearl, there are stairs on the terrace to connect to the ground. To be precise, you will reach the pool after walking down.

The pool is surrounded by dense thorns and tall trees, and the back room is also completely enclosed by a thick wall, which makes it possible for him to see the distant sea from upstairs, but he seems to be locked in a prison downstairs. In the cage, there is no way to leave.

The downstairs room is also gorgeously decorated, with many authentic oil paintings of famous artists hanging on the wall, silver tableware and bone china teacups shining in the crystal cabinet, blooming roses and a lot of food are placed on the solid wood dining table, at this time, Phantom Only then did he realize that he was already hungry, and he didn't even think about whether there was something wrong with the food. His body grabbed a piece of bread and stuffed it into his mouth faster than his brain, and ate several apples, pears, and a large piece of steak Only then did I feel that I was no longer a piece of paper with my chest stuck to my back.

There is a note under the teacup - the servant will come to clean up the tableware, please don't worry.

The handwriting is smooth and unrestrained, with clear edges and corners between turns. This is adaro's handwriting. Adaro helped him revise the score several times before, and left handwriting very similar to it.

Phantom knew that Adaro brought him here. After all, before he lost consciousness, he had only one fish beside him, but he couldn't understand why the other party brought him here and raised him with delicious food. After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think about it. Understand, he had no choice but to attribute it to the strange hobby of the sea monster race.

After eating, he went to explore the other rooms here. There was only one room on the second floor for sleeping and resting, but there were many rooms on the first floor, including the cloakroom, bathroom, study, etc. The musical instruments and manuscripts in the book were also moved over, and there was a special room for him to create.

In order to ensure lighting, these rooms have very large windows, through which the Phantom can see the lush trees and grass outside, but all the windows are welded with solid and fine railings—even though they all have exquisite carvings and patterns. The shape and the fact that they are railings cannot be changed.

This house is like a luxurious and beautiful oversized birdcage, providing Phantom, the caged bird, with everything he needs-except freedom.

But Phantom doesn't want to care about it anymore. Although he is not the kind of person with a good temper, the successive incidents during this period have made him feel exhausted. He is too lazy to think about why all this happened, and he doesn't want to think about other things. As a result, at this moment, he was disheartened, lazy and bored. He just felt that it would not matter if he just lay down and was put into a coffin and buried in the soil. He sat in front of the piano and struck a few notes, and the rhythm flowing from his fingertips was also lazy and weak.

Phantom stood up and went out. The sun is very good today, the sun is bright and clear, and there is a comfortable soft couch by the pool for people to lie on and enjoy the warm sunlight. They also put a glass of juice and a plate of cuts on the side. Good fruit, if you ignore the fact of being imprisoned, there is probably no more comfortable resting place than here.

Lie on the soft couch with a book, drink a sip of fruit juice from time to time, the jumping notes in your sleep seem to be a little lighter with the waves.

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Adaro has been wandering in the sea for a long time, not out of regret that he did something wrong on impulse, but to express his over-excited mood, he has to calm down, otherwise it will be difficult to guarantee that he will not be hurt later own humans.

The instinct of adaro is to plunder, he is much more aggressive than other members of the same race, and relatively speaking, he has less self-control. Although he looks like a scheming face, his mind is actually very simple and straightforward. For him, there is nothing he can't grab, whether it's things or people.

If you can't get it once, do it twice.

The bottomless pool is connected to the sea. Adaro can swim from the sea to the pool as long as he swims along the dug tunnel. This is the only way to enter the house besides flying.

Before surfacing, Adaro deliberately checked his appearance, every muscle is strong and strong, the fish tail is well maintained and shiny, his beautiful dark golden hair has grown to the back of the shoulders, and he had a fight with the Triton guy on the face The wound left by the rack has basically healed, and the scar is not visible unless you look carefully.

Very good, a perfect fish.

He flicked his tail triumphantly, and slowly emerged from the water. Now it was the time of sunset, and the warm radiance dyed the water like fire. When he emerged from the water, his body was inevitably stained with the warm color of the sunset. The beauty reflected on his fair skin, like a peerless treasure just out of the kiln.

Such a scene happened to fall into the eyes of Phantom who was watching the scenery on the second floor. He seemed to see a fairy tale unfolding in front of his eyes. The mottled and bright colors dyed the beautiful skin, and the light gray eyes streamed in the setting sun. Yicai, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, showing gorgeous and elegant styles, even if there is a lot of anger hidden in the stomach, it is impossible to express it against such a beauty of the art level, not to mention that adaro hummed a song witty Come to please your own humans.

"Angry Don Juan (donjuantriumphant)" the phantom murmured, and what Adaro hummed was the most satisfying part of the opera he wrote. Jealousy, anger, and love prayers merged, and that kind of complex emotion was reflected in the siren's singing vividly displayed.

He walked down the stairs, and subconsciously picked up the moment when adaro stopped. This is a duet, one humbly begging for love, the other ambiguously responding to love, pressing step by step and retreating step by step, emotions accumulate step by step , until finally there was nothing to retreat and nothing to accumulate, and then it erupted suddenly like a volcano, out of control.

Phantom didn't know what kind of demon she was, so she didn't refuse when Adaro reached out to him, and let herself be pulled into the water. Maybe it was because artists were born unable to refuse any beautiful things, the kind created by nature, no The beauty with any carving can easily capture his mind.

Adaro kissed the human skin fascinatedly, and carefully supported the other person's body so that he could lean against the pool to borrow strength. It might be a bit rampant, but the siren has always been well versed in how to arouse human desires, so that it can be beaten by water. The wet cloth was torn apart, and every inch of skin was touched carefully. He calmly stirred up the suppressed emotions of human beings, and the soul called for human beings to resonate with it.

The sea monster's gorgeous face was stained with lust, and the corners of her eyes were bright red and watery, holy and debauched.

The dream overlapped with the reality at that moment, and the Phantom watched Adaro's movements directly. Along with the desire, he suddenly felt an unstoppable creative impulse ignited in his heart. This impulse was more intense than ever before, and the notes were in his His brain was jumping and colliding crazily, causing his sanity to become chaotic.

A piece of paper, a pen, or anything else, he wants to fix those notes, from his brain, from his heart, between the pen and the paper.

That kind of impulse was more violent than carnal desire. He pushed away the sea monster covering his body and climbed onto the shore without any thought. In the studio, the passion kept him in an extremely excited state. He had never experienced such an excitement that seemed to be on fire. His hands danced on the keys completely uncontrollably. Those things in his mind The carnival notes flooded out like a flood, and all the love and hate, pain and despair flowed out from the deepest part of his heart.

The most ancient scars, forcibly peeling off the scabs, squeezing out the pus and blood, cutting off the carrion, tears streaming down his face in pain but he couldn't stop at all, he played tirelessly, playing helpless longing, playing Falling into despair, like a drowning person who has lost consciousness, he doesn't know whether he will be saved in the end, or whether there is salvation in this world. Music is his instinct, venting, despairing, and joyful.

Suddenly, at that moment, everything was empty, all those emotions were vented completely, his heart was empty, his fingertips suddenly lost the strength to knock out a few scattered notes, and he was so tired that he was trembling all over , Sweat and sea water sticky to his body, he panted heavily, as if he was almost suffocated in a vacuum.

"It's okay." He heard Adaro's voice, which seemed to be coming from countless light years away, and he could only see a vague figure, his eyes were covered with sweat.

"It doesn't matter." Adaro hugged the exhausted human. He didn't expect that the human spirit is so sensitive, or that his spirit is too excited to arouse the deepest emotions of the other party and cause such a small disturbance.

"Don't cry." Adaro lowered his head and kissed away the tears from the corners of the human eyes. Maybe the phantom didn't even realize that he was crying, the kind of crying with the voice suppressed in his throat, "I will be with you" Adaro Attached to human ears promises, "I will be with you forever and ever"

"Not even death can separate us"

——adaro【End