[Phantom of the Opera] In Praise of Iris

"What do you think of?" The women who were still playing games with their hearts in the last second seemed to have all turned into air in the next second, and the girl's head also turned around, and only ghosts were reflected in her clear emerald eyes. A person's ugly and terrifying face, including those eyes that are even more ferocious because of the burning flames.Eric moved his intact arm, as if he wanted to hide something, but it was already held tightly by the girl.

"They brought back some, um, bad memories for you?" The girl's voice didn't have any special emotion, except for a hint of concern in her eyes.

Eric quickly lowered his gaze.He told himself that there was nothing wrong with this, but he was inexplicably afraid to face the girl's clear and focused eyes.

"Then I assume that they have nothing to do with me?" A very reasonable interrogative sentence, but a statement tone that cannot be more confident.Then, Eric saw a little brisk smile surge from the girl's eyes, and a warm ripple appeared from those cold eyes.

"Little Carol? Don't test our patience, Mrs. Iluvita only likes beautiful and obedient goods." At this time, Miss Tina's shrill voice seemed particularly annoying.

"The arrogant banshee, the guide with sinister intentions, actually wants to lure the apprentice of the ghost?"

Mr. Phantom's chant came so abruptly that before Tina had time to refute, she saw that the ugly face had once again turned into a posture facing the girl.

"Idiot girl, pretentious little apprentice, did I ever teach you to degenerate yourself?"

Suddenly bearing the blame from her partner, Irene was not in a hurry to get angry—in her only memory, this was the first time she heard Mr. Ghost singing with lyrics.Different from the expected soft and silky, although the partner's singing is soaked with the master's long-standing anger, it still has a magical power that makes her blood spurt.And besides Mr. Ghost's improvised lyrics, the tune seemed to be so familiar to her that she couldn't help but open her mouth to echo it.

"Ghost, I hear you, please speak, I will listen. Please accompany me, guide me..." The girl obeyed the strong feeling, a certain melody buried in her mind suddenly came to mind, and then unstoppably Flowing from her lips, together with the very Christine-style lyrics.

This reaction was of course inappropriate, and the girl didn't know that her partner had often heard similar libretto from another girl.However, before Eric had time to be surprised or angry, he caught the playful look in Irene's eyes; those green eyes still belonged to him alone, and the girl's long-lost singing voice was warm and gentle, like an inquiry and an invitation.

Eric felt a familiar sense of embarrassment again, as if he had returned to the time when Irene first entered the opera house—they were not familiar with each other at that time, but the curious child had already broken into his world on his own initiative, Even dared to speculate on the mind of the ghost and damn almost always judged right!But now, his little Carol had obviously lost all memory, but he felt that his thoughts could not be hidden in those clear eyes.

"Ghost, I think too much, believe me...or you have made a better decision, mentor?" The last word was clearly pronounced, and it was obvious that Irene had keenly grasped the key information inadvertently revealed by her partner.Her singing is still going on, and all the exquisite skills have obviously been engraved into the girl's bones and blood during years of practice, but the most moving thing is the warm and free soul flying with the singing!

Such a soul, such a soul that is more blazing than light and deeper than darkness, do you still dare to claim that you have it?

"You flattering child, you should understand the decision I'm about to make - no one will be allowed to challenge the majesty of the ghost!" Eric's deformed eyes were once again covered with a deep haze.The next moment, Mr. Phantom's whisper-like whisper caressed the girl's ears... Irene silently listened to Eric's daunting roar at the end of the sentence, and then silently watched the bangka lasso carrying The ghost's pent-up anger streaked across the air, and its target was Mrs. Iluvita, who she had tried her best to please not long ago, er, one of the little servants beside her - the arrogant Miss Tina.

Gentle, delicate, elegant, passionate, pure, charming... If Miss Tina, you can remember any of the qualities Mrs. Iluvita taught us that these goods must have, maybe you can continue your corruption after today of life.Irene sighed softly, and skillfully broke off a strong low branch from the canopy of an unknown tree species above her head.

"Uh—" Miss Tina's petite body was almost instantly dragged to the ground by the huge force from the noose.The little beauty's dark long dress and long brown-red curly hair quickly rubbed against the wet soil in the outskirts of the city, coupled with the owner's lack of strength, it immediately became messy, almost the same as when she was pleasing a man on the bed .

"Oh, Tina!" Mrs. Iluvita screamed at the sudden nightmare after a while.And Miss Muse beside her stared at her beautiful brown eyes without saying a word, but the light green dress that almost covered her from head to toe was trembling very badly—this girl with the same name as the goddess of art Already terrified by everything in front of him.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Iluvita." Irene apologized softly to the frightened lady, perfectly following the etiquette she had learned from her not long ago.If it weren't for the blood stains left on the tip of the broken branch, she would have looked like a lady in the traditional sense.

It was not difficult to send the sharp broken branch into Lady Iluvita's neck with looming veins, but it inevitably required a little extra time and effort for a girl who was just 14 years old and undersized.

At last, all the vicious curses and frightened entreaties of Lady Iluvita were silenced.Poor Miss Tina has already been dragged to the feet of Mr. Ghost.The thick bangka noose was tightly wrapped around the lower part of the little beauty's neck, causing a few strange noises from her throat.

"My dear Mr. Phantom, if my memory is correct, you just temporarily broke an arm. Does this also take away your clear mind and superb skills?" Irene stood on the spot with a broken branch, slender The eyelashes fluttered lightly like butterfly wings, and the same light voice jumped out of the girl's beautifully shaped lips.Maybe the girl hasn't been able to recall the time it takes for the weight of the human body to cause the spine to break or the rope to stimulate the vagus nerve to cause the heartbeat to reflexively stop and cause death, but she has already seen Mr. Ghost's talent and efficiency in "checking for leaks and making up for gaps" in encounters— —Compared to Miss Tina whose face turned from blood red to pale and then to purple after a full 2 ​​minutes, those enemies who were sent to hell by ghosts in just a few tens of seconds or even the blink of an eye are really lucky.

Eric froze momentarily...his good arm was tugging on a length of the noose, and his teeth, encased in a swollen lip, perfectly took over the role of the other arm...it didn't look like it was him Hurt for the first time.

"Or, even I make you feel uneasy? When we only depend on each other." The girl's voice suddenly became extremely gentle, as if she was afraid of disturbing something.

Eric opened his mouth, but said nothing - what could he say?Said he was really upset?Just because his girl got a set of clothes in just half a day of separation?God knows, when the girl just lost her memory, she was only wearing that sapphire blue underwear, or a more conservative bra?In short, I wandered with him in the mountains and forests for a long time half naked/naked!And until this morning when she parted from him, she had only learned to put on a few obviously oversized men's clothing picked up from the enemy's corpse to protect her delicate skin.Speaking of which, compared to him, an ugly monster that even his mother despises, little Carol is really a beauty loved by the gods—Eric remembered that his girl had dark spots scattered on her limbs and even her cheeks not long ago. With deep and shallow abrasions, the bare/exposed skin is white and attractive at this time, without leaving any traces.Paired with a fairly well-fitting lace skirt, it's hard not to think of this softly contoured girl as a well-behaved and cute rag doll.

Thinking of the skirt, Mr. Phantom's eyes were once again filled with a thick haze - you can't expect even a group of prostitutes to have a high aesthetic standard; let alone out of contempt, jealousy or other unfriendly emotions, those stupid Women obviously don't go out of their way to match girls' clothes.But even a fancy lace skirt, a pair of flat shoes tied with a few ribbons, and an exaggeratedly decorated lady's hat are enough to make his girl walk freely among the city streets, which makes him weak In the worldly glitz of following...

No, maybe, maybe she won't be your girl any more soon!When she stepped into the secular world again; learned to distinguish between light and darkness, beauty and ugliness, nobleness and despicableness; once again controlled people's hearts with ease... and you, you have always been despised and rejected by all the good things in the world, and you can only live in the cold world. What else, sad creature of the Underdark, could be done but watch her melt into the light, like a drop of water into the vast ocean, and easily take back all the earthly glory she deserves?

dependent on each other?It was such a wonderful dream.Perhaps they had indeed been together for a short time, after escaping from that villa, that cage he had chosen for himself, before... this moment.And after this moment, he still regards her as the only one who puts all the beautiful emotions on her, but he is not even sure if she is still willing to regard himself as close, even if it is only "one of them", until the distant future .He didn't even remember how lucky he was to be favored by little Carol!After all, as a ghost who is used to hiding, he never took the initiative to express kindness to anyone except Christine.

"My dear, um, mentor? I hope you still remember how many ladies I brought in?" Irene didn't know what was going through her poor partner's mind in just a few short breaths. Heartbreaking thoughts, but she had instinctively judged that this awkward silence should not continue to ferment.So Eric heard the girl's euphemistic and teasing voice, light and soft, without hiding a bit of haze, just like those green eyes that are as vibrant as the clear sky.

"I thought you would pray and cry for them." Mr. Ghost's mellow singing voice seemed to be suppressing some overly complex and full emotions, and the bangka lasso flew out again instead of his answer.Thankfully, this time the thick dark brown rope was placed precisely on the upper part of Miss Muse's neck, and almost instantly the timid beauty stopped beating, and did not talk to her partner, Miss Tina. Only after suffering so much can he be freed.Maybe this can be seen as the kindness of the ghost?

"Are you sure you're talking about me?" The girl looked like she wanted to laugh with her hips crossed, but in the end she just looked at her partner with innocent eyes, "But, to be honest, I found that the whole city There are quite a few ladies like them, whose manners are easy to please, and those who are more powerful can get in touch with all kinds of people, but there are not many rules in their actions. Of course, if they accidentally disappear, they will not attract attention-this is The most suitable way for us to understand the situation of the city... Of course, since you have recovered some of your memories, they are not so important. Speaking of which, do you really think that I plan to become a cargo under Mrs. Iluvita's hands?"

"I guess my little apprentice wouldn't be so stupid." Eric's swollen lips curled up like a smile: Yes, of course she is not a child of light; although, no one knows better than her How to integrate into the light...

"But I really can't believe that I have such a stupid mentor as you!" No matter how harsh the words are, coupled with the intimate smile of the girl who "shows her true colors", they are all restrained in the intimate jokes among friends .Eric watched the girl neatly make up for the fatal blow to Miss Serra, whom he had missed because of his panic. Apart from embarrassment, it was more devoutly grateful—at least at this moment, his girl was still alive. Not far away.

How beautiful, my girl, you are still with me, and my shadow may still be in your heart

The author has something to say: the author has pushed it n times, but the article is still as plain as water, and I feel tired and unloved... Anyway, this important node is over (at least it is a big chapter of [-] plus), someday If you have inspiration, come back and revise it qaq