[Phantom of the Opera] In Praise of Iris

"Raul, I have been, I have been to his world of eternal night, a world where sunlight turns into darkness... darkness..." The brown-haired beauty with a familiar face sang something in her mouth, and approached her young man in fear. A handsome lover, unconsciously holding a rose with a black ribbon on the stem in her hand - the thorns on the rose have been carefully picked off by the flower giver, no matter how careless its owner is, it will not hurt .

In fact, the blond man on the opposite side was probably even more frightened—after this moment, it is questionable whether he can be counted as a man, because that masculine body has just been injected with a feminine soul.

Ferry hadn't seen such a young Christine for a long time, and she hadn't shown such a frightened look for a long time after she separated from the Phantom at the opening ceremony of Phantom Paradise—it seemed that many years ago, the still A rising theater star whose days and nights are haunted by phantoms.

Palais Garnier?Ferry suddenly realized where the vague familiarity of the surrounding scenery came from: Although many long-term memories have been blurred, she is very familiar with this place—the highest rooftop of the Paris Opera House.After all, in the distant past, this was Christine's favorite place to hang out when she had nothing to do after finally discovering Eric's secret-the pure white angel seems to think that staying as close to daylight as possible can avoid ghosts And Ferry, as Christine's gentle and trustworthy friend, how could he not provide caring company when his friend is in deep depression and fear?

Ferry used all his strength to maintain the superficial calm of this new shell—if he just simply became another girl like before, it might not be a big deal to Ferry, who is not experiencing it for the first time, but you You can't expect a girl, even an "experienced" girl like Ferry to be indifferent when she suddenly changes gender.

"Raul, I've seen him before—can I forget that sight? Can I get rid of that face? So distorted, almost inhuman, in that darkness...darkness..." The lover's dull response It seemed to excite Christine, she suddenly took two steps forward, her ethereal voice became subtle and depressing, but immediately showed a strange intoxication, "But his singing enriches my soul, with that strange and sweet The tone... the night the music lingered in my heart... through the music my soul soared... and then I heard voices like I'd never heard before..."

"Maybe what you heard was just a dream?" The memory will gradually blur, but the familiar melody brought Ferry back to the past with great talent. She watched Christine turn her back and listened to her getting stronger. Seeing the high-pitched singing voice, what flashed through my mind was a distraught figure hidden behind the sculpture... The blond boy cleared his throat uncomfortably, and sang softly, the unexpectedly soft voice seemed to comfort and seduce, "A A treacherous and sweet dream?"

"His eyes contain the sadness of the whole world. Those sincere eyes are both frightening...and charming..." Christine sang step by step as if she hadn't heard the boy's comfort. Walking away, he even unconsciously held the rose wrapped with a black ribbon in front of his chest, in an almost devout gesture.

"Christine, Christine..." Ferry sighed, softly calling the name of the brown-haired beauty and approaching her, and a similar call was faintly sent in the wind, Ferry saw Christine trembled slightly for the painful and affectionate call.

Similarly, Ferry felt a deeper tremor—without a doubt, in a world without Irene Muller, the ghost in the shadows loved this pure lamb-like girl so deeply.

"Christine, I'm so jealous of the man who made you cast your envious eyes on him." The blond boy was silent for a moment, then sighed and took a small step back, his blue eyes were soft and sincere—obviously, She has given up on that selfish idea before.

"Raul, what are you talking about..." The brown-haired beauty turned around quickly as if she was suddenly awakened. She tried to smile shyly and sweetly at her childhood friend as before, but there was nothing in those bright eyes. Full of panic and resistance, and turned her expected banter into a terrified scream, "How is that possible! Did you forget about Bugai!"

Well, it seems that there is such a thing... Ferry was suspiciously silent for a moment—almost forgot that Christine was not a girl like herself who didn't take human life seriously, but it wasn't hopeless if she found out early.

"You mean that set man who always molests ballerinas? Then you don't have to feel sorry for that crooked guy at all! In fact, I'm disgusted by his wildly fabricated horrible rumors and the way he looks at you-I miss you The mentor is the same, from your description, I can imagine the joy of your spiritual closeness and the noble love derived from it; what's more, he is the protagonist who is being rumored—maybe the ghost's means of defending his reputation are a little more intense, But if you can honestly express your feelings to him, he will definitely be willing to change for you." The blond boy looked at the girl with a surprised look from a distance that a gentleman should have, and his blue pupils reflected what Christine never knew. I have seen Dongche's hidden light, "After all, even if you revealed his most ulterior secret without authorization, he didn't hurt you in the end, did he?"

"Raul, why..." Christine stared blankly into her brown eyes, as if she couldn't understand what the blond boy in front of her said.And behind the statue in the corner of the roof, the soul hidden under the white mask was also a little dazed, but the ominous premonition that had lingered in his heart before had completely disappeared.

Before that, Phantom never thought that the young idiot named Shani Lauer had any merits, but at this moment he looked at the blond boy almost gratefully - not just for his love for Christine. The sincerity of persuasion, and the magnanimity in his words that the ghost in the shadows never dared to ask for.

What if it was this young man who wept in the prayer room that day?There was even a flash of thought in Phantom's mind, but he immediately refocused on his beloved angel-he was grateful for the sudden sincerity and generosity of the blond boy in this love competition, but The only thing that can give redemption to the ghosts in the shadows is the rich love of the music angel.

"I am so eager to possess your soft arms and your sweet lips, when I first glimpsed your magnificent soul through singing...but now I know that you are singing for him, and the strangeness between you I am so envious but helpless..." The blond boy's expression may be a little bit bitter, but he is more relieved, for the brown-haired beauty in front of him, "and Kelly Si Ting, my forever beloved little sister, although I don't want to admit it, you are also helpless with it, and you can't let go..."

"But I'm afraid! Raul! I'm afraid! His distorted face and... and his brutal temperament!" Christine seemed to finally come to her senses, sobbing excitedly.

"Well, I know that ugly and weird faces inevitably build walls of fear, but that's no one's fault, Christine—isn't the long company enough to get you over the walls of fear, see Clear the magnificent scenery hidden under the barrenness?" For Christine's fear, Ferry was a little contemptuous, but she is not as competitive as before; the blond boy's eyes are a little softer Although he was blaming her, but her words were more encouraging, "Also, Christine, you have to know that many times, we even mistake love and fear."

"Oh, little Lottie, love is a very strange thing. It often disguises itself. If you look at it in the wrong way, you can't see the traces of love..." Ferry is glad that the melody of this song is not too ups and downs, Even the undeveloped voice of the blond boy can barely manage, "So see with your heart, not with your eyes, and the heart will see, and the heart never lies; trust what you feel, trust what the heart presents, Seek with your heart, the heart knows everything..."

"Love is not always wonderful, especially at the beginning." The blond boy picked up the rose that Christine discarded in a panic, and gently stuffed it back into the girl's hand, the softly sung melody echoed briefly Then he became brisk again, "So open your arms, close your eyes, and see with your heart—when it finds love, your heart will understand..."

"So see with my heart, not with my eyes? The heart will understand? The heart never lies?" Christine murmured suspiciously.

"Please see with your heart, don't use your eyes, the heart will understand, and the heart will see my love!" The figure behind the statue could no longer bear it, and the majestic singing voice suddenly joined the singing of the young people. His voice immediately pushed the secret words of tenderness between children to another glorious peak.

"A loyal suggestion from an older brother, I hope you haven't forgotten it? Don't misunderstand the noble love, it will make you regret it..." Before Christine could fully reveal the instinctive fear in her eyes, she spoke again Hearing the gentle warning from the blond boy, the brown-haired beauty only hesitated for a moment, and then involuntarily sank into the phantom's strange singing——before peeking into the terrible secret, there are countless wonderful things in the sea of ​​music with the teacher. Day and night once again glowed in her memory with moving brilliance.

"So see with your heart, don't use your eyes, the heart will understand, and the heart never lies..." Then the two moving voices showed the strange tacit understanding again——Ferry also greedily participated in this wonderful The ensemble, but the blond boy's voice only managed to have a slight presence when he finally couldn't help coughing.

"Ahem, okay, maybe I'm really not good at this." The blond boy gave a small wry smile, and gently pushed the brown-haired beauty towards the other man. His blue eyes looked wide and peaceful, "So , Christine, follow your heart, don't be greedy for the only thing I can give you, the momentary comfort under the sun, your heart will guide you to find true love."

"Mentor..." The brown-haired beauty mustered up the courage to look at the phantom's mask. There was still a bit of fear in her eyes, but more of it was kindness, pity and guilt, which would eventually be linked with the long-buried love in her heart. One—she was, after all, a simple girl, with a soft heart and loving eyes.

"Then, take care of Christine, Mr. Ghost?" Ferry saluted the Phantom in the way he remembered aristocratic men from this era, and the slight bitterness in his expression didn't need to be disguised at all.

"We will sing together, and my wife will be the happiest woman in the world." The Phantom obviously also noticed Christine's surprising transformation, so he returned the gift gracefully, and he was not in a hurry to put the delicate beauty Holding him in his arms, he stared deeply at the handsome face of the blond boy.

"You are like an old friend of mine. I was terrified by your majestic souls, and my love paled before you... And, you see, Christine's true heart was not in my arms." The blond boy seemed to really not care about the Phantom's habitual arrogance, and he still looked back calmly. Soon, small smile lines appeared in the corners of his eyes -- it was an extremely flattering face. When the impetuousness in his eyes dissipated, it was replaced by gentle and calm Even the fine fluff around the lips looked cute, "However, Mr. Ghost, if you can, please show mercy to the theater staff. After all, I was lucky enough to become an investor in this theater not long ago? And Christine's glory is also tied to the theater."

"Christine, my beloved little sister, and you, Mr. Phantom, I hope you will be bathed in sweet love every day from now on... I have to find my horse too." Finally, Phantom saw the blonde The boy saluted himself again, then passed them by without hesitation, and walked briskly towards the roof, his shoulder-length blond hair changing bright streamers behind him—like the radiant heart of a young man .

Phantom didn't stop her, and didn't even question what identity this former rival in love used to suggest to him, as if they had already become close friends before that moment.He and Christine deliberately separated a short period of time until the faint sound of horseshoes finally disappeared, and then they left the rooftop together—now Christine may not dare to look directly at the phantom's true face, but she no longer minds The mentor surrendered his arm.

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