[Phantom of the Opera] In Praise of Iris

The extraordinary talent unearthed in the language learning of the ancient eastern country seems to have broken some shackles. As she gets older, Eletta likes to give Eric more and more paws, including knowledge and daily getting along, although most of the time They can only retreat with blushing under the tolerant eyes of the instructor, but occasionally there will be winners-such as mechanical layout and wax sculpture making.The latter is mostly due to her deeper understanding of the same-sex mentor as a woman; and the former, since seeing the gloomy face of the mentor once, Eletta never intends to violate this taboo.

In short, in the little girl's heart, Eric is still an invincible existence.Although she doesn't agree with the mentor's obsession with pretending to be ghosts to scare people, Eletta never thought that the mentor would suffer in the hands of the seemingly harmless noble couple.Moreover, it was so ridiculous that the lady's arm accidentally touched the mechanism hidden in the candlestick!

Even at this time, Eletta only felt that the mentor was just too unlucky, and would get away immediately, and teach the young couple a profound lesson, until the man ran into the ferocious and fine barbs of the iron cage without any rules, and his eyes gradually revealed An uneasy look like a trapped animal.

No way?Aletta suddenly remembered that the organ seemed to be one of the ones she had just arranged, not only did she not notify the instructor.Moreover, there is no time to add in order to prevent the situation where one's own people are unfortunately recruited in the battle like before, there will be a default device to disarm the mechanism inside each mechanism.

However, even if I add a device, it is impossible to hide so cruelly on the side full of barbs.Doubts flashed across Aletta's mind, and before she had time to think about it, her petite body was carried by a flexible rattan and swooped towards the scene of the incident—as Eric had repeatedly expressed his distaste for "cold" machines , Aleta's transformation of the underground palace is as close to nature as possible.

After traveling between the ground and the ground of the Paris Opera House for six years, Eletta is even more familiar with the mechanism of this underground palace than Eric - she has already flipped a candlestick on the way down, just to release the imprisonment of the mentor, and at the same time The young couple were locked into an identical iron cage.

Ignoring the frightened eyes of the young couple, the little girl who descended from the sky went straight to the mentor, and then fell into a damp embrace.

It's not that Eletta has never felt the embrace of a mentor. When she was younger, Eric often even held her in his arms before speeding through countless dark passages.But Eric's hands have always been very steady, never once did she feel such obvious trembling, and never once did the body and body unite so tightly, refusing to leave the slightest gap; and with that kind of strength, It gave Aleta the illusion that she was about to suffocate.

"Mentor?" The girl tentatively tried, and then felt the two arms that held her in her arms tremble and stiffen unnaturally.

"I'm sorry, Eric. I will be more careful in the future, and this kind of accident will never happen again..." Eletta felt that the instructor was very disturbed at this time, so she softened her voice and promised in a low voice, while tentatively reaching out to caress the instructor back.

Probably because he wanted to meet outsiders, Eric stuffed cotton in his clothes, and the touch on the back of his waist was not obvious, which made the past suffering even colder.He allowed himself to absorb the warmth from the soft body of the little apprentice, and it took him a long time to feel that he was alive again.

"Irene is not with me." When Eric said this, he glanced at Eletta inexplicably, and his eyes did not fluctuate much when he looked at the two people in the opposite cage.

"Then what about Miss Aitele? Where did she go? The mysterious disappearance of the ghost concubine is really impressive!" The man in the young couple sneered. It was thicker, "Oh, and this new theater star, Miss Eletta? You have to be careful—being regarded as a forbidden child by the ghost, that Miss Etela is a lesson from the past."

"Aitele is Irene, right? It's a pity that the "Rondo of the Dead" is not finished." In contrast, his wife was much calmer, and her peaceful eyes also fell on Aleta, with beautiful lips and teeth A melancholy sigh overflowed, "This child really looks like her."

"Christine." Eric also sighed, "Your guess is correct, but how would you think I can keep Irene, if she really has no intentions."

"Ms. Shani is the Hongling Christine you favored at the beginning?" This is Aletta's curious voice.

"Yes, but he obviously loves you more now, child." Mrs. Shani, no, Christine looked at Eletta almost with loving eyes, and her ethereal voice vaguely had the aftertaste of a popular actress in the theater in the past.

"Of course the instructor likes me the most!" the little girl said proudly, while looking at the still beautiful Mrs. Shani with a little wariness.

"Mentor? Isn't Eletta your and Irene's daughter?" Christine was stunned.

"She's studying with me," Eric replied vaguely.

"You and Irene's daughter will definitely have the most touching singing voice." Christine was relieved, "You may guess that after seeing Miss Aitele disappear, Raul and I have been very disturbed until Aleta Mademoiselle's reputation spread to the banks of the Loire, and we finally decided to come here anyway."

Eletta glanced at the mentor's faintly darkened face, and reluctantly remained silent.

"Are you planning to let my sister's child live with you in such a dark place for the rest of his life?" The man's hostility remained undiminished.

"I thought the reputation of 'Voice of Angels' spoke for itself?" Eric didn't have much of a good temper either.

Viscount Shani was finally persuaded by his wife to go back, after the Eletta drive agency helped them remove the big iron cage.Christine looked like she wanted to meet the Erin she was talking about, but of course, she couldn't do so in the end.After seeing off the two uninvited guests, Nuo Da's underground palace became the world of Aleta and the mentor again.

"Teacher, when you were accidentally locked in an iron cage..."

"I was locked up like this when I was very young, but I kept staring at the guard and figured out how to open the cage from the inside."

"No wonder you hate machinery so much... is it at the bottom? I saw you were groping underneath when you lost your composure."

"Ah."

"Then I won't add barbs to the part of the cage next to the ground next time, and you will too. You won't recover from the pain." Eletta patiently dealt with the bloody wound on the instructor's hand, paused, and suddenly Ask; "I'm Erin, right?"

"I also like machinery, and I'm very talented in Chinese; I'm not modest enough to say that there are few people in this world who have a better voice than me; more importantly: I think the two people just now are very familiar, but I have never met them before." .” The little girl carefully analyzed one by one, her beautiful green eyes were rarely quiet.

Although he had long thought that Aletta was Irene, it wasn't until now that Eric dared to fully convince himself that this was not a self-deception after his longing for madness.He stared at the girl's immature face, and couldn't restrain the blazing affection in his eyes; "Well, you are my Irene."

"It's not fair - you're always nostalgic, and I don't remember anything."

"It's okay, if you're interested, I can tell you everything bit by bit."

Eric believed that at that moment he found the same affection in the eyes of the little girl, the buds that were about to bloom seemed to be hit by great joy, and the tender lips let out a hearty laugh: "This is what I want to do." Don't worry, otherwise I will have to force myself to be the ghost's daughter. But in fact, we still have a future, and I hope it will be a long, long time, at least longer than all the previous times combined."

Eric recalled vaguely how long ago Irene had said how long ago she had developed a passionate admiration for him.

This is not surprising.He said to himself: But this time, you have to love her for the rest of your time.

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