dessert and music

It was not completely bright yet, and Hilda sat up from the sofa.I was so tired, how could I fall asleep on the sofa?She stretched and picked up the package on the table.

In addition to the clothes she bought at Mrs. Malone's shop that day, there were also a letter.

"Dear Hilda:

I'm really sorry I left the basement first with Raul last night.How are you?This friendly oriental man said that he can bring these to you, and if you read this letter, it will prove that he has not lied to me.

Lauel and I were secretly engaged—on the night of The Dumb Servant.Although his brother objected (I'm a showgirl after all), he agreed.If you don't leave Paris, I would like to invite you to our wedding.

Of course I respect your choice, including staying in the basement with the Phantom.

looking forward to your reply.

love you,

Christine Daye"

"What's this?" Eric's voice came from behind her.Hilda was so frightened that she hurriedly stuffed the letter back into the package. She looked up at Eric who was wearing a mask, and said intermittently, "It's nothing—shall we go now?"

Seeing her dodging eyes, Eric nodded with his lips pursed, and turned to pick up his cloak.Hilda rearranged the bundle and picked it up to keep up with him.

Eric opened the door to let Hilda go out first, closed the door, broke the key card and threw it into the grass.

There was a carriage parked in front of the door, and Hilda looked at the brown horse in front of the carriage. She asked suspiciously: "Shall we go in the carriage? What about Caesar?" Will send it back to the theater." Eric stepped forward and touched the brown horse, and replied.

Caesar, who was standing aside, looked a little lonely, pawing the ground with his front hooves.

Hilda didn't say anything more, she took a look at Caesar and boarded the carriage.Eric took out a full-face mask at this time—a mask with a face like a normal person.He took off half the mask on his face and put that on.

He sat on the groom's seat and waved the whip in his hand.The brown horse raised its head and started to run.

Hilda was a little bored sitting in the carriage, and she took out Christine's letter again, wanting to answer something.

But she still didn't write.

There were two small windows on both sides of the carriage, and she looked out of the carriage through the windows—this was a remote path, not a street she was familiar with.There are trees all around, and one or two hares can be seen running around on the grass.

Hilda wanted to listen to some music now, and she touched the empty seat beside her—where's the music box?

She forgot!Hilda suddenly remembered that she had left the music box in that house, and that the key had been broken by Eric and thrown away.

Then go to sleep, and I have to sleep.She closed her eyes and leaned her head to the side, wanting to rest for a while.

"Hilda, we're leaving Paris." Eric said outside. "Is it so fast?" She glanced out, and sure enough, there were two soldiers standing in front of the city gate.

Eric stopped, and the two soldiers came to the car and asked, "Where are you going?" "Ivar," Eric said in his low voice.

The two soldiers opened the car door, saw Hilda sitting inside, took out a piece of paper and asked, "Have you two seen this man?" Hilda saw that the picture on it was Eric—— Although the painting doesn't look like it, the half of the mask is an obvious sign.

"I haven't seen it before," Hilda said. "I'm curious. Did the lord tell you to wait here?" She took out a few francs and stuffed them into a soldier's hand. "Oh, it's the Earl of Shani. Hearing from above, this seems to have hurt his younger brother." The soldier replied.

Hilda nodded, and she asked again: "Then can we go now? I need to get there quickly." "Of course, my lady." Seeing that there is no problem here, the two soldiers let them out up.

"I know who asked them to arrest me." Not long after leaving Paris, Eric suddenly said, "It's the brother of the viscount. How did I hurt his dear brother?" Hilda heard him The words curled his lips, of course they didn't hurt Viscount Shani, but almost killed him.

"Are we going to Yvars?" she asked from the carriage. "Have you been there?" "No," Eric said from outside, "only heard."

Hilda had heard of this place too, it was on the banks of Lake Leman, and there was a history there too.

Looking at the scenery flashing by outside the window, she was unconsciously fascinated - she has never left Paris, and she has been living in the city of Paris from birth to now.

She sighed softly, holding the package tightly in her arms.

They passed a small inn along the way, and Eric stopped the carriage and asked Hilda to go in and have something to eat.

"Have you all heard?" "What?" Some people were talking about something in the hotel. "Isn't it Paris?" "Paris...There are so many things going on in Paris every day, which one are you talking about?" "Of course it's in the Paris Opera House!"

As soon as Hilda entered the hotel, she heard the word opera, and she stopped for a moment before finding a place to sit down.

"It's dead again! I heard people there said it was done by ghosts." "Yo, you still believe in ghosts." Eric also settled Cook, the brown horse, at this time, went into the hotel, and walked to Xi'an. Erda sat down.

When those people saw a new guest in the hotel, they asked, "Where did you two come from?" Eric first ordered some food from the boss, and when someone asked, he said, "Paris." "Oh, Paris! Then you know about the Opera House, right?" "The Opera House? Didn't you just say that ghosts killed people?" Eric's tone was a little impatient.

"No, no, no, I'm talking about another thing." The man said again, and he stood up and sat down at Hilda's table, and whispered to them, "A singer, she seems to be quite popular recently Yes, I'm going to marry the Viscount! I've become the Viscountess!" When Hilda heard the man say this, she stood up suddenly, and the sudden movement made everyone in the hotel look at her.

At this time, the boss also brought food, and Hilda blushed and took it, and sat down again. "What?" Eric heard this sentence and saw Hilda's reaction, he thought of Christine and Viscount Shani, "What else do you know?" "Hey, you really don't know! What's the name of that one—oh, yes, it's Viscount Shani!" The man hurriedly sat back when he heard a companion calling him after speaking.

Hilda picked up a piece of bread and was just about to take a bite. "You know," Eric said, looking at Hilda. "I know..." "The letter in the morning was from Christine." Eric stared at her and said, "I see the signature below."

"Yes, Christine gave it to me. She is already engaged to Viscount Shani." Seeing that she couldn't hide it anymore, she said it all at once.

Eric stared at her continued dodging eyes, suddenly laughed, and said, "Afraid I know?" Hilda laughed too—to hide her embarrassment, and said loudly: "Hahaha, why are you afraid that you will know? She stuffed the bread in her mouth into her mouth and beat her chest with her hands.

Damn it, how do the people in this hotel know everything!

Eric saw Hilda choke with anxiety, and pushed the water in front of her.

Hilda, who had finished her water, was now full of thoughts—the baguettes here are terrible.

The author has something to say:

No update yesterday because Ramen was sick and Fish changed the concert date to May 5th.

I was so sad that I couldn't watch the fish face fit and cried all night today.

Angelofmusic, Whyyouill.

Getwellsoon, Angel.

Then, from now on I'm going to let myself go.

put!fly!since!I!