[Phantom of the Opera] In Praise of Iris

To be honest, Irene never expected that her childlike innocence, which had already been dying in the grind of time, would have a chance to be awakened, and was even allowed to flourish in this "dangerous" dream.

Ah, I'm sorry, she shouldn't have used such an impolite adjective——Mr. Butler is really considerate enough for Miss.

"Mr. Housekeeper?" The girl's soft voice was even softer and more seductive when the master was about to wake up.

"Honorable Miss Alice, what are your orders?" Phantom's words were respectful, but there was a kind of secret lingering, like a transparent thread, together with the suppressed enthusiasm under his mask, tightly wrapped the girl on the princess' bed.

"Mr. Phantom, the beauty you swore allegiance to has awakened..." There is no doubt that this terrible voice belongs to Alan, that clever and flattering servant.

"Alan, I remember I remember asking you to keep as silent as possible." Irene couldn't bear it and sat up hugging the quilt - she was used to the beautiful singing voice of the tutor, and she really didn't want to hear Alan's funny and harsh words Flattery.Anyway, the noble lady already has the power to be willful, doesn't she?

"Oh, poor Ellen, shut your mouth and get out of here—whatever you do, please don't offend the noble Miss Alice, or the poor butler can't do anything." Mr. Ghost is as mellow as old Red Wine's voice obviously exuded a pleasant atmosphere, but he didn't give Allen any severe punishment-this slightly wretched manservant was actually very popular with Phantom!It's incredible!

Allen put down the silver tray containing the toiletries and exited the room in a matter-of-fact manner.After all, regarding this point, Mr. Phantom's words are not exaggerated at all—Miss Alice's organ attainment may still be slightly behind that of Mr. Phantom; but what he has encountered in the past ten days is enough to make him understand that this How terrible the noble lady is when she loses her temper.I heard that she is actually a famous noble lady in the Loire Valley?

Irene watched Alan leaving with "downcast" and couldn't help showing a little smug expression in her clear green eyes—she seemed to have really become a pampered and willful noble lady.

"You know, my noble lady, that the birds have taken to the branches and sang, and it is time for your wonderful day to begin."

"Of course, dear Mr. Butler." Irene's eyes flashed a hint of worry, and then he smiled softly again, "Then what surprise does my Mr. Butler prepare for me today?"

"Oh, my dear lady, you will be invited today by Mrs. Vijayri - I hope you will have a pleasant weekend... I hope you will stop losing your temper with poor Vijayli's servant. "

"Ah, I still remember the delicious little cakes at Vijay's house—this is indeed a surprise." The girl said, with a little coquettish smile on her white, tender and plump cheeks, "However, my faithful housekeeper, you should know , Miss Alice is actually very well-bred, as long as the hypocritical Master Vijay doesn't come to disturb me, I swear, I will be the most dazzling perfect lady at the ball."

"Master Vijay is a gentleman worthy of respect, I hope you will stop being self-willed, miss."

"Okay, dear housekeeper, I promise you, as long as Master Vijay doesn't always try to sell his wife's feather fan to me, I will try my best to pay attention to my words and deeds." It's really obvious perfunctory, but The girl said it in a mellow voice, even with a bit of playful sarcasm, it is not so annoying.

So the ghost returned to his habitual silence for a while—his young lady was already so reasonable, and of course the housekeeper didn't need to bother to persuade him.

"What are you still dawdling about, you arrogant and lazy housekeeper? The Vijay's carriage is already waiting outside the door!" Without giving the girl too much time alone with the ghost, Viscount Shani, who played the role of suitor, maintained the noble The inherent arrogance of the children, on the one hand, is well adapted to confront this hateful devil within the scope of the role.And Irene was not surprised by this-the gift of communication among the men of the Charney family had already been fully demonstrated in Philip.

"Ah, impolite suitor, who gave you the right to urge the honorable Miss Alice?" Maybe this happened too often, even the irritable ghost learned to restrain his temper, even though his tone was still not friendly, but Nor did it add a few more scars to this stupid brave man.

"Oh, Raul, don't be like this, you know, Mr. Phantom is already doing his job well enough." The girl's affectionate eyes only glanced over the delicate breast buttons on the young man's chest, and then she seemed to fall on the butler carelessly. On her plump cheeks, there is still the lazy and reserved smile unique to noble ladies.

"Miss Alice, your hair is ready." The personal servant's cautious voice sounded from behind Irene.

"Is it finished?" Irene saw her slightly messy hair in the middle of the heavily decorated vanity mirror—the servants in this game were all hired by Viscount Shani to find Christine, maybe They all have extraordinary talents in one aspect, but at present, it is obvious that this does not include serving the noble lady to dress up.Moreover, the protruding Adam's apple in the neck of this poor little guy was forced by Mr. Ghost to tie a huge girly light pink yarn bowknot, matching his fairer and more delicate complexion and delicate and soft facial contours than ordinary men , a graceful little beauty is freshly released.

"Oh, dear La Nina, I'm so glad that your craftsmanship has improved a lot." The girl affectionately called the new name given to him by Mr. Ghost, but her affectionate eyes did not shift in the slightest, "Ah, my dear Mr. Housekeeper, We really should go—don't keep the Vijays waiting."

"Yes, my lovely Miss Alice." Mr. Ghost carefully smoothed the wrinkles of the brim of the hat for the girl, with an elegant smile and a lingering tone.

So the lovely lady stepped on the gorgeous frame, lowered the curtains, opened the music score, and the magic of the ghost began again.

"The river flows through the arms of the mountains, bringing my lonely thoughts." The girl quickly memorized the beginning of the score, and unexpectedly found that it was a rather soothing melody, soothing and fragmented, as if telling a vague dream.These are completely different extremes from Mr. Ghost's increasingly gloominess and anxiety... However, they are surprisingly similar to the melody she heard when she saw her mentor for the first and only time before she fled the theater.The girl secretly smiled with determination: This time, I won't be so embarrassed again.

"The wind of the Loire Valley whispers in my ear, how does it know my unchanging love for years."

"I once sang joyously under his gaze, and the cold machinery shone with my eyes; I also chattered endlessly in his silence, sharing with him novelty, joy or pouring out my confusion and complaints about life; I once ventured to probe his territory, hoping to get close to his genius soul; but when he finally prepared all his favors and was about to capture me, I decided to go far away and let him return to the lonely carnival of the night."

The girl's voice was still the ethereal and soft voice that Phantom was very familiar with, but in that memory that he didn't want to touch easily, he had never heard such a heartbreaking singing.The lingering sorrow was obviously not intense, but it quietly penetrated into the softest place in his heart.Unsurprisingly, Mr. Phantom was deeply attracted, and he didn't want to admit that the girl's singing could always easily arouse his emotions—it was a warm and full emotion that had not been seen in Christine for a long time.

No, you cunning little thing!Even if you steal little Carol's voice, I'll never sing with you again!Before my... my Christine comes back...

But with such a libretto, such a detailed and unambiguous description, could he still be stubborn and attribute everything to a coincidence?What's more, the girl's affectionate eyes were so clearly burning his weird body that even he hated.

"I imitate the crow that stole the wings of a hundred birds to decorate myself, and learned to fly high amidst the ups and downs; I imitated the cuckoo's shameless delusion to invade his pure soul." She walked around to the back of the carriage and silently memorized the score on the wall of the carriage. When she reappeared, her top hat decorated with long feathers had disappeared, and her long hair that had been coiled up was also loose.The light platinum hair is not thick, but fortunately it is not fluffy, and the whole piece hangs obediently to the waist. With the overly bright makeup and gorgeous dress, there is a kind of grotesque that is not disgusting.

"When the tortuous life finally poured those wings into one with my ugly body; I wanted to take him soaring high, but his heart seemed to have been occupied by another noble soul."

In addition to the long hair hanging down to her waist, what time has given to Irene is also a gradually growing voice.When the girl decides not to be depressed anymore, the perfect voice line she chose at the beginning combined with the singing skills that have been repeatedly honed by obsession over a long period of time are enough to conquer any soul who loves music.

"She used to cry in his tender dreams, but he always sang to her passionately. I obeyed his will, and guarded that pure white soul with all my heart. Even though, it was not what I wanted..." The girl didn't bother to look for it anymore. The music score hidden in this magnificent scene, but a slight adaptation of the soothing melody and repeated singing, "Maybe one day he will see my tears? Just like one day he will finally understand that his angel will Hate the ugliness, fear the madness, flee from the shadows, and I... and I will embrace you...my friend, my mentor, my angel..."

"My mentor, my angel, how can you fail my sincerity again and again!" The sudden questioning easily concealed Irene's low-pitched singing voice.That voice was more pure and crystal clear than the flying snowflakes, and it was a bit more aggressive because of the master's anger. It was certainly not as sweet as Miss Alice's, but obviously, it had a more profound influence on Mr. Ghost.

And I will hug you!My friend, my mentor, my angel... Whether it's your weird, mutilated body, or your lonely and melancholy soul.Irene stared at the tutor's trembling fingers, and reluctantly swallowed the rest of the confession.

Ah, well, let's take it as a punishment for me leaving without saying goodbye.The girl smiled wryly from the bottom of her heart, but her clear green eyes were fixed on the uninvited guest who broke into the house, showing undisguised surprise in her eyes.

The beautiful girl with brown hair and brown eyes lost all her voice the moment she broke into the room.Here... how come such a huge change happened here?

For I have returned, and the paradise of ghosts is complete at last.Irene raised her eyebrows triumphantly, and challenged her unilaterally.Oh, love makes a woman childish, and that's justifiable.

"Christine! My Christine!" The young lovers seem to have a heart-to-heart connection. Viscount Shani just came out of the decadent self-confinement, and a sun-god-like brilliance appeared on his handsome face. "You Finally came here to reunite with me? But that nasty devil has shamelessly occupied this place one step ahead of me... Hurry up, you hurry up, before the haze of that devil entangles you again!"

"Raul..." Irene's gentle care was superimposed on Christine's infinite affection, which was inconspicuous.

"You ghost pretending to be a loving father! You ghost pretending to be an angel! I gave you my heart blindly!" The beauty was dressed in rags, but her crystal eyes revealed a sense of awe-inspiring nobility.She didn't fit in with this illusory grand scene, but... she probably never wanted to fit in.

Oh shit, that familiar feeling of jealousy is back!Irene looked down at her gorgeous dress, feeling depressed for a moment.

The author has something to say: Well, I admit that the progress was a little bit wrong, and Christine was released smoothly until the end... But it doesn't matter, I believe that the author will give these two pairs (probably ?) and the servants have a lot of roles...well, the debate team has been busy with the huskies recently, and the update is going to wear off slowly, little angels, please forgive me.