[Phantom of the Opera] In Praise of Iris

"My God, has your crime started to spread to innocent ladies?" It's hard to describe Christine's expression when she saw Irene: it was a mixture of alertness, doubt, surprise, and disbelief. And a lot of anxious subtle expressions.

"Christine, my good sister, I'm so glad we met again. Well, I heard you've had a good time these years, I hope you still recognize me." Irene didn't want to go into why she treated her so well. The villa, which is considered dangerous, allows Christine, who has almost no understanding of machinery, to pass through unimpeded.She has a sincere smile and an elegant demeanor. Except for the long hair on her head and the affection in her eyes that are too late to restrain, everything is impeccable.

"Miss Alice..." Irene's greeting seemed to pull the Phantom out of a deep barrier. Mr. Phantom turned his gaze to the well-mannered noble lady, and his voice was a little hoarse than usual.

"Dear Mr. Phantom." The girl's address was humble and distant, but her eyes were full of resentment, "Your beautiful lady has returned, maybe it's time for me to restore my original identity—do you remember, I was originally in this garden villa. The cutest maid and the most well-behaved gardener... I hope that the existence of Miss Alice has brought you comfort and filled your soul that has been blank because of Miss Daye."

"Irene?" Christine blurted out, a dull expression immediately appeared on her face covered with dust and other stains.

"Oh my god, Meg has been dragged into the abyss by me, are you also going to hell because of me?" Irene heard the brown-haired beauty talking to herself in frustration.The faint murmur passed through the villa's delicate mechanism, and got into Phantom's ears clearly and unmistakably.

"In fact, Raul is very worried about the news of your disappearance. Of course, I am too. That's why we asked Meg to guide us to find your trace. Oh, right, now you can call me 'Ellie' Mrs. Muller Chaney' - Lauer's brother was a real good man, well, and so was noble and good old Mrs. Chaney. After that commotion they graciously took me in. You know, it was I’m up for it, I don’t dare to go back to the theater again—I hope I didn’t cause you and Sister Meg any trouble.” Irene properly beautified her own experience and the process of obtaining clues, the gentle smile in her eyes and In Christine's memory, the look of the little sister Irene perfectly overlapped, "Oh, and Raul, I'm sorry I concealed part of my past experience from you. After all, I had to think about myself at that time-if the Viscount refuses to take me in Poor little Irene, then I will continue to wander as little Alice - not just for revenge, but also in memory of my mother - I vaguely remember that this is the real name my mother gave me Yeah, Christine, you should remember that 'Irene' is actually a name Mr. Raphael gave me at random."

"It's really surprising." Christine said absently and perfunctorily, her mood obviously depressed. "Of course it's not your fault, although you've always been charming... I'm the one who was stupid enough to provoke the ghost."

"Kristen..." Irene called out hesitantly, but her worried eyes fell on Phantom.Even though the mentor was as quiet as ever, the skinny body still gave her the illusion of being crumbling.

"Well, my dear Christine, listen to me, we were guided by Sister Meg before we set off - she is fine now, you don't have to worry at all." Well, this way of diverting the subject is not bad , but if the user is the slick Miss Alice, she will definitely be laughed at by Earl Philip for a whole month!

"No, Irene, you don't know..." Christine's big brown eyes were filled with tears of regret, she looked at Irene relyingly, like a lost child looking at the kind nun who took her in, " Meg was terrified of the night before I...before I fled..."

"Okay, Christine, believe me, Sister Meg is fine. You know, she has always been a strong girl." Irene stepped forward and hugged Christine tenderly, her gorgeous skirt was the largest Blocked the phantom's prying eyes to the greatest extent.

"We... are fine too—Mr. Ghost took very good care of you." The brown-haired beauty buried her head on Irene's neck docilely, she heard the familiar voice pause slightly, and then drifted away faintly, like bitterness, There seems to be some less obvious pride.The girl thinks of her mentor's luxurious night kingdom, and thinks she understands something: ah, of course - the cages prepared by the mentor are always exquisite enough, and if it is Irene's voice, it is enough to make him have the idea of ​​plundering and possessing .Ah, my poor little Irene, perhaps his voice bewitched you too?Just like when I was tempted to give him my heart blindly...

Mr. Ghost's eyes flicked between the two girls, but he could only see the soft, fluffy brown curls at the back of Christine's head... oh, and Miss Alice's clear green eyes.At this moment, a strange gleam was flowing from these beautiful eyes.Mr. Ghost recognized that this accounted for the largest proportion of appeasement.This kind of appeasement has long been familiar to him in the past pleasant game time.And now, perhaps, he can venture farther back.The phantom's anger was almost dissipated by some powerful inertia for a moment.He saw the girl's pale lips move, but in the end there was only a panicking silence.Maybe that song had circled on the tip of her tongue more than once, but no one heard it after all.

"Oh, look, who is this? Isn't this our big star, the beautiful and charming Miss Christine Daye!" The terrible tone and exaggerated expression, but in the eyes of Irene at the moment, it is comparable to Tian Lai - of course she can think of many ways to break out of this suffocating silence, and the understanding Miss Alice really shouldn't let this tense atmosphere continue to develop; but even if she has a thousand ways and ten thousand ways Breaking the embarrassment, but none of them can calm the unwillingness surging in my heart at this moment.

Oh, poor Miss Alice, you still retain the emotion of "unreconciled"?If there is no Allen, you will actually find ways to appease everyone soon, won't you?This is what you have been doing!It starts when you're Miss Shaney, or a clown, or a waif, or even before that.

"That's right, congratulate me—the escaped bird finally flew back obediently." Allen's voice seemed to have awakened Phantom, the powerful and mysterious Mr. His voice struggled between tenderness and sweetness and cruel malice, "Then, we will continue to sing—for the sake of your foolish suitor."

"Christine is of course the most noble and beautiful bird! It's a pity that when she spread her wings and sang in the spotless clouds, when countless people frantically pursued this dazzling new star and crowned her with flowers and applause ;You can only ever peep her vague shadow in the dark water, secretly imagine her rich plumage shamelessly--ah, you poor ghost! I thought you should have understood: you will never have the noble love of birds !” There is no doubt that this voice full of resentment belongs to our young Lord Viscount, his gentle blue eyes are always burning with the anger bestowed by love, and his gentle voice is also a bit harsh because of his intentional irony.Irene closed her eyes in vain, and heard him repeat the curse word by word: "Ha, you poor ghost, never get the only love of the bird in this life!"

"That's not certain, my honorable little viscount." Allen can always express his opinion just right, "You don't know how well-prepared the loyal butler is. As long as Miss Daye gives up her plan to leave as soon as possible, I can guarantee that within a month at the latest, she will definitely fall in love with Mr. Steward’s masterpiece, just like all girls fall in love with shiny stones and mysterious dreams—she will become the happiest girl in the world. In the paradise carefully crafted for her."

"Christine, my dear sister, I'm so glad you're the girl Lauer is thinking about—I guess you're back for Raul too?" Eileen admitted that it wasn't a safe topic.But for a while, she really couldn't think of any other way to lead the topic to the direction she wanted.

"Of course, no matter what, I don't want to see Viscount Shani's obituary in the newspaper one day!" Maybe it was Irene's warm embrace that made her temporarily forget her fear, maybe it was the charming love that gave her endless courage... …In short, our brunette beauty is calming down.She turned her head to look directly at Mr. Phantom's forbidding body, her hair-colored eyes revealed an awe-inspiring determination, and she quickly added a bit of sarcasm, "Ah, I almost forgot, if my poor Lovers turn to dust in the territory of ghosts, and it will probably take a long time to wait for the news of the disappearance of Viscount Shani. By then, I must have followed him on the ladder to heaven—I provoked the ghost first, and then How can you make him suffer alone."

"Christine, my poor Christine...I will never let you wither here!" Even though he was imprisoned by the sudden mechanism chains, the blue eyes of Lord Viscount still danced with affectionate flames.The reckless young man uttered a moving cry with all his strength before the noose strangled his throat, "Christine, you know, I love you so much! I am willing to suffer all hardships for you!"

"Mentor, don't!" Christine's voice trembled slightly, accompanied by tears that finally rolled down from her red eyes - the defense line she built with all her strength collapsed so easily, Irene knew, This is also because of love.This young girl who has been illuminated by the glory of music looked at her young and handsome lover with worried and loving eyes, and didn't know what to say except choked up and begged.

Love is a wonderful thing: it can turn a delicate girl into a fearless warrior, but it can also make the struggle of a warrior collapse in an instant.

"My beloved Mr. Phantom, you see, my brothers Raul and Christine have long known and firmly believed that they love each other deeply..." Irene let Christine hold her arm tightly, clearly The piercing green eyes were filled with a calm smile as always.Probably, I'm the only one here who hasn't been completely dominated by my restless emotions.She thought with the part of her habitual rationality: Then, let me try to control everything again...

And, it turns out, rococo-inspired ornate gowns aren't all about getting in the way.At least, before the poor girl completely collapsed, Irene quickly removed its iconic wide ribbon and stuck it in the gear gap that was not well hidden, temporarily stopping the process of the young viscount being strangled to suffocation by chains.

"Don't you think I'm not a good match for Christine?" Whether it was little Carol back then or Miss Alice at this time, it was very rare that she didn't cater to the Phantom's wishes, and she didn't even intend to tactfully persuade her—— A majestic offended anger suddenly attacked the phantom.He threw away the viscount who had no ability to resist without hesitation, his skinny neck slowly turned, and his white mask was facing Irene, the deepest malice of the ghost spread from this question.

The author has something to say: Well, the progress is lagging behind again, and Irene still hasn't been able to make a formal showdown... I'm really suffocating this baby...