[Phantom of the Opera] In Praise of Iris

The Phantom actually hesitated for a moment about what he was going to present to the two children, but was immediately stifled by Ferry's firm gaze, so——

"Come with me, I want to show you something! Follow me, I want to know what you think!"

Ferry finally waited for the words of Phantom.I don't know which one of the three Miss Fleck blew out the candle brought by the phantom, and everyone's vision suddenly became darker.Phantom took Gustav's little hand and walked forward, while Ferry adjusted his sitting posture slightly, still nestling in Phantom's arms intimately.

In fact, after so many years, even the plots about the Paris Opera House ten years ago have long been blurred and yellowed. Of course, there is nothing left to remember the follow-up of "Dark Moon and Stormy Night", which has not been savored repeatedly.But fortunately, the following aria is one of them.

Ever since he figured out the background of his reincarnation, Ferry didn't know how many times he had simulated the reconciliation with the Phantom.It doesn't matter if you steal the limelight from your younger brother.She thought, as long as I can tell you, here is a soul that is about to dry up and needs to be nourished by the beauty of the underground, and even if you are not understood by the world, you will never be alone.

Ferry is confident that after 11 years of living underground with Eric as Eletta, no one can empathize with the beauty of the underground more than himself.But when the phantom hugged her and stood on a high point where she could move, and when those bizarre scenes finally revealed the tip of the iceberg, Ferry felt a surge of madness and despair rushing towards his face, as if to separate her from this ghostly world. buried together.She tried her best to resist the urge to frown, and at the same time, she glanced at the phantom's white mask, feeling an unspeakable pity.

"Have you ever longed to travel through the world you have known? Have you ever been fascinated by the call of the beauty of the underground? Have you ever let it lead you through the starting point of your dreams? Have you ever felt the breath-taking charm of the beauty of the underground... ..." The Phantom's cadenced chant suddenly exploded in Ferry's ears, even though he had been considerately far away before that, it still made Ferry feel a little uncomfortable.The little girl struggled a few times, then slid down Phantom's straight suit trousers to the ground like a fish swimming.

It must be admitted that even in such dangerous and frenzied landscapes, the innate artistic talent of the Phantom is still able to discover their unique beauty, which is even more magnificent than everything in daylight.Gustav, at least, was visibly excited.When he took the initiative to respond, Ferry frowned even tighter.

No, Phantom's Kingdom shouldn't be like this!Accustomed to the exquisite candlesticks in the underground palace of the Paris Opera House and the demeanor that refuses to be perfunctory even in the most desperate times, Ferry couldn't believe that these still gorgeous but extraordinarily wild and weird things in front of him were also masterpieces of the Phantom!

Just like Phantom doesn't believe that the girl he raised will give up music completely, Ferry also never believes that just ten years and the subtle influence of a city can make such a huge change in a person's aesthetics!

Maybe you really put your heart and soul into this place, maybe it does carry all your secret emotions and weird imaginations.But who took your soul?

Christine... Only this girl whom he loves so much can make him willing to give up his genius soul.Ferry answered this question without asking it out loud.The long-lost shadow seemed to hang heavily over her head again.

Ferry is glad that he did not equate this phantom with his lover in the previous life, and that he broke his delusion about him early; otherwise, what greets her at this moment must be geometric multiples of regret and sadness.But even so, the blood connection still made her feel sad, making her unable to ignore irresponsibly the Phantom's atrium, which was more desolate than when she parted with her.

"Stop it, sir." Ferry's voice was clear enough, but the frantic Phantom seemed to have no time to pay attention.

It just seems to be it.

Of course, Phantom's sensitive ears would not suddenly become dull, but who made him see the almost disgusted expression on Ferry's face first.

Well, at least not fear.He hooked his lips mockingly.But Ferry doesn't like it here?Don't like his world?This was something he had never thought of—although the child's facial features were almost the same as her gentle and pure mother, his impression of her was still that of Ferry's bold and reckless probing when she was very young, and the fact that she was far younger than her peers. The dexterous pace of a person.How do you look at it, are you all a curious little girl?

Strictly speaking, this is really not a misunderstanding.

The seven years of long separation weighed heavily on his heart. He wanted to back down, but felt that he had no way out.

"Sir, are you sure..." This is the real beauty of the underground... Ferry watched helplessly as the man walking in front relied on his tall legs to pick up Gustav and walked two steps forward quickly, blinking For a while, he disappeared between countless glass pillars with blurred brilliance, swallowing the remaining half of the sentence with great difficulty.

Well, for the sake of our blood connection, I can lend you a shoulder when you cry later.Ferry guessed what the Phantom was thinking in the blink of an eye. She studied the labyrinth of glass columns, which was much simpler than the underground palace of the Paris Opera House, feeling very calm.

On the other hand, the phantom really wanted to test Gustav first—compared with the older sister who had too much experience, the traits of the phantom in the little viscount were actually more obvious.To Ferry, this spectacle is just a gorgeous empty shell, but it deeply attracts the little boy's eagerness to explore.But for Phantom, temporarily leaving Ferry and those chaotic pasts reminded him of the delusion that first flashed through his mind when the Viscount played the piano-the only time in his life with Christine was not only spiritual. The lingering death was 11 years ago, and these two children are exactly ten years old this year. They are rich in musical talents that are rare for ordinary people. Even the posture of playing the piano is similar to him.What a coincidence!

A pair of children?When the sympathy between him and Gustav became stronger, this thought, which he had never dreamed of in the most wonderful dream, naturally jumped out of his mind.

No, they have such a perfect face, it can't be what I expected!The phantom reminded herself with the remaining rationality, but amidst the stronger spiritual resonance, the throbbing of the blood became more and more obvious.What if, what if it was true?He felt his heart beat faster than when he got his first kiss in the crypt of the Paris Opera.

"Can you face it? Can you bear it? Let me show you the real beauty of the underground..." Ferry tried his best to follow the phantom's increasingly passionate singing, but he just caught Gustav's hasty voice. Fleeing figure.

So all these years of ideological education courses are still in vain?Ferry complained habitually, but it couldn't reduce the pain in his heart.She patted her brother's back comfortingly, and when he calmed down a little, she handed him over to Christine who rushed over, and at the same time gave him a look of "don't worry".

Meg also came running after Christine. This Coney Island sexy girl was wearing a very conservative long-sleeved dress at the moment. Her face without makeup was facing the phantom, showing a very obvious eagerness.

Ferry first greeted the mother's old friend before turning his gaze to Phantom.He was turning out from behind a thick glass pillar, and he had already put on a dark white mask on his head, but the wig that was originally combed and docile was probably torn when he was emotional before, and he couldn't continue to stick to his post, so that His uneven scalp and the few tufts of hair that really belonged to him were still exposed embarrassingly.Ferry glanced at it and politely turned her head away—it's not that she didn't know that this might cause misunderstanding, but it was difficult for her to calmly look directly at the Phantom's deepest gaze of despair and hope at the moment.

"Why do you think I can't guess? How do you think I don't know? Do you have anything to confess? I want to listen to your honest answer now!" Phantom stared at Christine with such eyes, majestic The voice barely regained some of the majesty of the Phantom of the Opera for him.

"Listen, Ferry, I want you to take Gustav and Miss Geary back to the hotel, okay?" Christine was silent for a while, using her voice that was still congested and hoarse after nearly two weeks of treatment. The voice said something to Ferry, and then turned to ask Meg earnestly.Meg looked at the Phantom, and reluctantly agreed, so she took Gustav.When Meg stretched out her hand to Ferry again, she hesitated for a while, and took Meg's palm obediently, and unexpectedly found that the girl's palm was much stronger than she thought, probably because it was still a child with her. Soft for comparison?

Meg took the two children and left here quickly, but Ferry turned around even faster—for the convenience of Christine’s treatment, and because of the selfishness of the Phantom, the Shani’s family stayed in a hotel that was almost adjacent to the hospital. Phantomland on Ney Island.And Ferry spent a little time in the middle of putting Gustav to sleep, and Meg almost left with her front foot, and she turned back quietly with her back foot, and the Phantom Paradise, which is facing the audience at the bottom, obviously has no mechanism to stop it, even if it is a girl. Ferry's footsteps.

That strange labyrinth of glass pillars does not belong to the periphery of Phantom Paradise, but Ferry's good popularity has played a role at this moment-although Miss Fleck was surprised by her return pace, she sent her all the way to that area enthusiastically. The edge of spectacle.

"This is the master's private domain, but I don't think he will refuse you." Miss Fleck said to her.For a moment, the red makeup extending from the corners of her lips seemed like benign smile lines.

When Ferry followed the singing, Christine had already left, and the phantom happened to take off the white mask and stared blankly at herself reflected in a glass pillar.Ferry didn't hide on purpose, so Phantom suddenly found that his ugly and weird real face and the little girl's delicate doll-like face appeared in the reflection of the glass pillar at the same time.

Phantom subconsciously put on a mask, but her body froze and she didn't dare to turn her head.Then, Ferry took a few steps forward, stretched his arms, and made up for the hug that he secretly owed in his heart just now.

The author has something to say: Although it is still not finished, but at the end of this chapter, the long-cherished wish of the stupid author has finally been fulfilled - give the Phantom a hug as a child, ah, it is so refreshing, I feel that I can still fight five hundred rounds 2333