[Phantom of the Opera] In Praise of Iris

Eric still doesn't know what the city looks like.He only knew that little Carol was very trustworthy and only went for half a day before turning back to the place they agreed on, but she also brought a few new companions who were dressed up beautifully.

"Oh, my dear girl, that's the queer fellow you speak of 'lovely companion'!" he heard one of his kind scream in an exaggerated tone.Although the guy had layer after layer of strange pungent-smelling powder on his face, the deep wrinkles on the corners of his eyes, forehead, and cheeks couldn't be covered up anyway.And the tips of her long nails were always raised up contemptuously, almost poking into his white mask.Eric's light-colored eyeballs moved a little in a panic, and he subconsciously took a small step back.

"Ha, who knows, but now the eyes of little girls are becoming more and more unique." The voice of the young lady who answered the conversation was slightly hoarse and sexy. She was wearing a more gorgeous red-purple skirt and small earlobes. With a pair of amazingly sized silver earrings hanging on her head, she looked younger and more courageous than the previous one-she approached the bewildered man with interest, the same gorgeous dark purple nails did not know Before he knew it, he had already put on the man's white mask.

"Then, Mr. Mysterious Mask, I hope you don't mind showing me this mask... ah!"

"Click—", a very light and short crisp sound, all provocative words were replaced by half a short scream; and the other half sound was probably lost in the sexy red lips of the frightened lady Be it - days of fierce fighting and immersion in sea water have finally overwhelmed the once cold and solid shell, and it is about to break away from his cowardly and pathetic master, and the light rubbing of a woman's fingertips is the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

"Ah—how could Selah make us see such a terrible thing!"

"Devil, he must be the servant of the devil! God, why haven't you punished this evil guy!"

"Oh my god, he's more disgusting than any monkey I've ever seen in a circus!"

"..."

It turns out that he really has no nose.The wives and ladies who followed kept screaming, and Irene frowned in boredom, instinctively staring at the most obvious flaw on Mr. Ghost's face, and an inexplicable thought came to her mind.Some unpleasant memory flipped in her mind, and then it easily fell silent again.

In fact, the scary part of Mr. Phantom is just his nose—it is centered on his almost sunken nose, under which are two disgusting lips like fat worms; the left and right cheeks are thin and yellow, like A skeleton with a bulging skin; the top one has hair and eyebrows that are too sparse to cover the skin.And between the two sparse eyebrows and the strange nose, the light-colored eyes full of panic were unexpectedly trapped in eye sockets of different shapes and sizes that were also too deep, so they could not arouse the slightest pity from the women present.Oh, except maybe little Carol.

When Eric tried his best to ignore the screams not far away and focused his begging eyes on his companion, he met the girl's purely confused eyes.

Maybe she still doesn't understand the meaning of what is happening in front of her?In fact, he didn't quite understand it, but a great anger and panic had hit him, as if he was about to lose everything, including the only remaining freedom and dignity - although the unfriendly pointing and sharp eyes around him only came from three people. Five people, but it's hard not to remind him of the terrifying nightmare hidden deeper in his mind.

The same screaming, the same swearing, or the same beatings and undeniable baring of wounds for the amusement of bored idlers or ignorant curious children... no... it shouldn't be like this... Shouldn't I He has already escaped... Countless fragmented pictures and more chaotic emotions are constantly colliding in his blank mind, and everything around him seems to be distorted into abstract color blocks... Eric can't help covering his hair With a sparse head and a bony body bent deeply, it trembled like a yellow leaf in a strong wind.

"Ms. Iluvita, do you think Miss Serra is okay?" Irene hesitated for a while, but still greeted politely, and at the same time took two steps forward, just enough for Mr. Ghost's thin-haired head to rest on her On her not-so-broad shoulders—it was just half a day of walking in the city, and her empty mind had already begun to bear a little imprint of etiquette under the kind teachings of the ladies and wives, but the companions who depended on each other obviously needed comfort urgently.Oh, by the way, the girl who fainted on the ground in embarrassment at the moment is Miss Serra.

If both of them stood up straight, Irene's height would not even reach the man's shoulders.So the picture of Eric leaning on the girl's shoulder is actually quite funny.But it's okay to be funny, as long as it's useful.Feeling that the breathing on the side of her face was no longer trembling, Irene breathed a sigh of relief.

The disgust of the mother, the bitterness of wandering, the endless use and bullying of the circus, and even the eternal loneliness and desolation in the underground of the opera house... Finally, all the dark memories are pieced together.

Yes, yes, from the first time I used a lasso to end the sinful life of that fool, you will never think that I will suffer any injustice and suffering that should not be imposed on me!Eric straightened up silently, turned around and retreated behind Irene, so that the girl didn't pay attention to the turbulent waves rolling in the man's eyes.

"Ms. Iluvita! Miss Muse and Miss Tina!" A faint blush appeared on Irene's porcelain-like cheeks, but she still called everyone's names in one breath, "Come and see whoever you want, I don't think there's anything wrong with Miss Serra. I swear Mr. Ghost would be as lovely a friend as I am."

"Ha, who wants to get close to that strange thing! I said little Carol, come back quickly, lest the guests know that you have been with him and refuse to take care of your business in the future." Mrs. Iluvita, that is The previous lady with long nails folded her arms, her rapidly aging face was both arrogant and experienced.

"Oh, dear Mrs. Iluvita, didn't you promise me that you are willing to help us?" Irene looked a little anxious, but the women looked at Eric's more ferocious face and I don't know when it changed, and they all shivered, pushing and shoving back a distance from the group again.

"It depends on the quality of your partner! If he is as good as you, the kind lady will not leave him alone." Miss Tina with brown red hair boldly chimed in, "Speaking of it , a product as unique as this gentleman may be liked by customers with unique tastes?" So the companions all showed a strange smile that understood.

"Hey, my kind ladies and ladies, don't look at my partner who looks a little thinner, in fact, his skills are quite good, especially the amazing explosive power - we are all very useful,'goods '..." Irene looked at Mr. Phantom, whose image was indeed easy to be underestimated, and licked his beautifully shaped lips a little embarrassedly, trying to win another chance for her poor companion.

"What an ignorant little girl, you have to remember that our guests like girls, or pretty boys with flower-like delicate bodies and shiny faces, or some seductive voice... In short, You don't need any 'amazing explosive power'." Mrs. Iluvita spoke again in the tone of a person who is not easy to disobey, and the girls around her also echoed and showed smug smiles.

"Okay, Mrs. Iluvita, then I will trouble you." Irene turned her head, her emerald eyes still honestly reflected Eric's ugly and terrifying face, but she never saw the once hot face again. A love that makes him at a loss.There is only a little bit of reluctance, telling the only remaining fetters between them.

"Sir, let's go to the city now. Mrs. Iluvita taught me that money is needed to survive in the city-although I don't mind helping friends temporarily, but it is said that men prefer to find a job by themselves?"

"What, don't you still plan to go to the city with this weird guy?" When Miss Tina's shrill voice suddenly rose, it was as if someone was using a steel wire to shake your ears hard!

Compared with the velvety and smooth voice of Mr. Ghost, it is really far away!Irene frowned secretly, but still had the "proper smile" taught by Mrs. Iluvita on her face, "Then, you and Mrs. Iluvita can take Miss Serra back first—I have to read my You can feel at ease only if your partner finds a job to do." The girl's voice was still as gentle as ever, but there was still a bit of low-key flattery that hadn't been seen for a long time.

Eric couldn't remember how long it had been since little Carol had spoken to someone in such a heart-wrenching tone.Probably, except for the very short time when she first arrived at the opera house, she never heard it again.After all, she was such a bright and proud child that she didn't need to beg the theater manager and tricky seniors or create terror like herself to get her way.Later, as the leader of Penny, even when he had to compromise with all parties, he never had a low-key attitude.But facing him... Maybe there was indeed a deliberate flattery, but there was never any trace of it.

It was only then that he dared to confirm that his girl had really lost her memory.Not for the fire of love that disappeared from her eyes, but for the impossibly clumsy innocence.

But, how are you willing to endure the ridicule of fools with your seemingly innate tact, clumsily trying to fight for a path to the light for me, even naively thinking that I can embrace the light?

Ah, the clumsy innocence that leaves one speechless.It turns out that the blazing fire of love has never been extinguished, but finally burned into my dark soul from the bottom of your eyes.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Iluvita, let's say goodbye. I will try my best to repay you for the help you have given in the next few days. After all, you also said that I am a rare commodity."

When Eric finally recovered from his turbulent thoughts, he just heard Irene say the last sentence in a soft and submissive tone, even with a bit of heartbreaking playfulness.

These disgusting women are just whores who are dying, how dare they bully his girl like this!Eric glanced sharply at the women headed by Mrs. Iluvita, from their gaudy and inferior eye shadows to the cheap stockings that were deliberately tightened on those coquettish thighs.

"Ha, how willing I am to give you my precious trust, my lovely little Carol. As long as you get rid of that weird guy!" The seemingly confident arrogance of the women finally melted away under the prying eyes. Become angry from embarrassment.Miss Tina's dark blue eyes stared fiercely at Eric, but flinched from the terrifying ugly face again, so she could only stare fiercely at Irene who was standing beside her, and yelled maliciously.Mrs. Iluvita just admired her newly manicured nails and did not express any disagreement.

"I thought it was obviously you shameless women who should leave." The gloomy words suddenly floated from behind the girl, seeming to suppress the great anger, but still carried the inherent beauty of a perfect voice.

Irene froze for a moment, then suddenly took Mr. Ghost's skinny wrist.She silently stretched out her five fingers, and gently reached into her partner's clenched fist; the girl's soft fingertips rubbed against the man's fist, slightly stained with moisture.

The author has something to say: I think too much about the plot of the side story, and I have pushed it to repeat countless times... Regarding the incident of the male protagonist losing his vest, the author has really tried his best qaq... And, following this chapter, the male protagonist is ready to escape at any time Or blackening... well, it's another branch plot depending on the mood...