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Christine's eyes widened slowly, and she looked at Phantom almost in disbelief. She never thought that what Phantom wanted her to do was such a choice.

However, isn't it natural that Phantom would propose such a choice?

Perhaps, he is really the angel of music who guides her and teaches her, but he is also a phantom who brings fear and death.

What he wants to get, even if he exhausts all means, no matter how vicious and cruel these means are, he will get it.

Christine's panicked face did not impress Phantom's cold heart, or for him now, it is already a sure thing.

He predicted that the kind girl would not have the heart to let this hateful nobleman die in front of her like this.

Then his girl will definitely put on a wedding dress for him, and from then on, she will belong to him, and only to him.

"Don't promise him, Christine!" Ra/u/er, who was chained around his neck, couldn't bear it any longer, and he shouted anxiously, "Christin, you must never agree to this devil's request."

"Shut up!" Phantom tightened the lock suddenly, "Speak again, and I will kill you now." He was never joking.

Ra/u/er was strangled and groaned in pain.

"Stop it, stop it!" Christine couldn't help but uttered when she saw Ra/u/er like this, "I've already made my choice."

Only then did Phantom slightly loosen La/u/er's noose, "Then, my girl, tell me your choice."

Christine closed her eyes, "I choose..." After a slight pause, the girl paused, "Put on your wedding dress, and you will spare La/u/er's life."

After a moment's pause, what echoed in the basement was Phantom's insane laughter and Ra/u/er's scream, "No!"

Christine covered her face and wept. She didn't want such a choice, but in order to save Ra/u/ur's life, she had no choice.

"Come on, my girl." After Phantom laughed, she reached out to Christine with a satisfied expression, "Come in front of me."

Christine hesitated, but Phantom still waited patiently.

A moment later, the beautiful girl walked towards the man who seemed to be ruling the darkness step by step, and then put her hand into the palm of the other party.

"Come with me, leave here forever, and go to our country." Phantom's voice was a bit seductive, a bit commanding.

In fact, he also knew that he could no longer stay in this opera house after the incident, but so what, he was a ghost living in the night.

As long as there is night, there is a place for him to live.

"Wait!" Unexpectedly, the next moment, Christine suddenly said, "Before I leave with you, I have something to say. I hope you can answer me honestly."

Phantom raised her eyebrows, "Is there anything that you can't talk about after we get married?"

"No, I have to ask now." Christine seemed to have made up her mind.

Phantom snorted, with the magnanimity of a winner, "Okay, okay, my girl, just ask whatever you want."

"Why did you take me away?" Christine looked into Phantom's eyes, "Is it for the so-called love?"

"Of course," Phantom replied without hesitation, "I took you away for love."

"No!" Christine shook her head firmly, "This is not love. Love is not coercion, submission, or fear. Love is warmth, love is devotion, and love is a hopeful future. "

Phantom frowned, "Christine..."

However, before the phantom finished speaking, Christine continued, "Your love is nothing but extreme possessiveness and fear that forces people to submit. Even if you get me, you will not be satisfied, because you just got me. A body forced into submission, not a free soul."

The girl stared at Phantom's eyes, straightened her spine, and did not give in.

Phantom had never seen Christine like this before, he subconsciously took half a step back and let go of Christine's hand, "You, have you never surrendered to me?"

Christine shook her head, she slowly lowered her eyes, "Perhaps, I was once tempted by you and surrendered to you, but now I have woken up from the deepest nightmare, and I will never be confused by you again."

"Christine!" The phantom stepped forward and grabbed the girl's hand again.

"My soul has never been so clear-headed for such a moment." Christine's tone was full of firmness. "What I say now represents my heart."

"So, are you going to tell me that your lover is this stupid nobleman?" Phantom's voice became cold again, even colder than all the previous moments.

"No!" Christine raised her head abruptly, "On the contrary, what I want to say is that my love belongs only to my music angel."

"...Christine." Phantom said for the first time, showing a look of bewilderment.

So the girl smiled, and when she laughed, she added a bit of gorgeous beauty, she reached out to hold the phantom's masked face, "He is a demon that evokes fear, but he is also an angel who leads me, my soul belongs to me Myself, but my love belongs only to him."

Phantom looked at the tender girl, who was usually eloquent, but didn't know how to proceed.

Seeing such a phantom, Christine leaned forward and gave him an affectionate kiss.

Such a kiss was like a ray of light, illuminating the depths of Phantom's heart.

He thought that there was only barrenness and darkness in his heart, but it turned out that someone would shine into his heart like sunshine.

Phantom gently closed her eyes, her lips trembling slightly.

"You..." Before Christine could speak, Phantom suddenly opened her eyes. The frozen gaze melted away like spring water, "I understand."

Only then did he understand what Christine said just now, love is not exclusive or forced, love is warmth, love is dedication, love is a future full of hope.

Phantom reached out and hugged Christine fiercely, and the next moment, he pushed his beloved girl away, "Let's go, get out of here."

"Wait, what are you talking about?" Christine was stunned by the sudden change of Phantom.

"Take this person with you and leave here." Phantom untied the noose around La/u/er's neck, "Forget everything here."

"Why?" Christine couldn't help but stepped forward and asked eagerly.

Although, she really didn't think about leaving with Phantom like this, but she also didn't think about completely forgetting Phantom.

Because it was...her love.

"My girl, you are the warm sunshine, and I belong to the dark eternal night." Phantom looked deeply at the girl's face, "Our future is destined not to have any intersection."

"But didn't you say before..." Christine also became anxious.

"Forget what I said before," Phantom shook her head, "Treat everything here as a dream, now I wake up from the dream, and it's time to leave."

"But..." Christine was about to say something, but Phantom suddenly raised her voice and ordered, "Leave! Otherwise, I will be rude to that poor nobleman who is still lying on the ground!"

"Ahem, Christine." Ra/U/Er also managed to hold up her voice and called out.

Christine looked at La/U/Er, the kind girl couldn't bear his appearance, she reached out to support La/U/Er, and walked out hard.

After walking a few steps, she still turned her head, looking reluctant.

Phantom yelled sharply, "Leave!"

As soon as Christine gritted her teeth, she left the dark basement with the help of Ra/u/er. A moment after the two of them walked out, the door of the basement slammed shut, isolating everything.

All in all, all love, and hope.

And at this moment in the room, the Phantom, who watched the two leave, walked alone and firmly to the throne in the corner of the room, looking down as if touring his own kingdom.

Controlling all fear and darkness, belonging to Eternal Night, Phantom.

By the time the people from the opera house rushed into the basement with the police, there was no one there except for the phantom mask on the throne.

The curtain was drawn slowly, and the plot of "The Phantom of the Opera" came to an end.

After the whole plot ended, the applause from the audience lasted for a long time.

Although the whole play has made a lot of adaptations on the basis of the original work, from the plot of horror and suspense, to the touch of love, and even the direction of the entire emotional line.

But this play can be said to be a temporary choice, whether it is the stage layout, the performance of the actors, or the fluency of the plot.

In particular, stage plays are not like movies and TV screens. It can be said that it is a stage situation that directly communicates with the audience emotionally. Therefore, the infection and shock of watching live is far less than that of video.

Therefore, whether a stage play is good or not can be intuitively reflected by the audience's reaction, and a wonderful play can arouse the enthusiasm and resonance of the audience.

Until the end of the show, many people were still discussing the plot or the performance of the actors enthusiastically.

Especially those girls of Bingdi who are already very excited.

"Let me stand for a second, the CP of Phantom and Christine." The girl who spoke had a dreamy look on her face, and it seemed that this matter could definitely be resolved in more than a second. "Just stand for a second."

"Wake up!" Her companion hurriedly pulled her hard, "Don't forget that you can be a firm Ninjutsu, think about Ninzu-kun!"

"But La/U/er and Christine really don't have the same feeling as Phantom and Christine," she said for a second, but the girl immediately retorted, "And the original drama is Phantom CP with Christine."

"But the original book is La/U/er and Christine!" Her companion was more determined, "You must not just be wavering like this."

"Oh, what does it matter?" The girl who had just opened her mouth fell into another state instantly, "Phantom is really handsome," she glanced at her companion, "Don't you mean that Phantom is not handsome?"

"This..." Another girl's eyes drifted, "I can't say I'm not handsome."

Obviously, this kind of bad and domineering personality is really liked by girls of this age, even if they don't show their face much from the beginning to the end, but that kind of style is enough to make the girls amazing.

"That's why I said," the girl who spoke was a little smug, "It's normal for Christine to like Phantom."

After being unsteady for a moment, the girl's companion came back to his senses, "But Ninzu-kun's Ra/u/er is also very handsome, that kind of aristocratic demeanor, which is well played by him."

The girl just said that she stretched out her finger and shook it, "I didn't say that Ninzu-kun is not handsome, he is really suitable for this role."

"Then you still said that you want to be the CP of Phantom and Christine." Her companion gave her a dissatisfied look.

The girl who just opened her mouth smiled mysteriously, "Although the Viscount is handsome, the Phantom is even better." If this movie didn't have such a brilliant Phantom, she might still stick to her principles, but since the Phantom is so good, it is simply It's so bad that it makes your heart beat faster, so what if she changes her position.

"Pfft," her companion couldn't help laughing after hearing the words, "You just look at your face."

"I don't have that," the girl said with her arms akimbo, "Did you see that the phantom showed its face from the beginning to the end? At most, half of it was exposed, and the other half had such an ugly scar." She shook her head as she spoke, "It really deserves it It's a phantom, scary enough."

"Even so," her companion didn't believe her, "You also know what Lord Feng looks like in normal times, so bring it in, isn't it?"

"Haha, I really haven't brought in the usual Feng Jun," the girl smiled and shook her head vigorously, "You see Feng Jun's usual cold appearance, in fact, he really doesn't look like Phantom."

"Then what's the matter with you?" Her friend stomped her feet.

"The charm of the character." The girl burst out laughing.

Her friend glanced at her suspiciously, "You really won't stand up to Mr. Feng and Mr. Atobe because of this?"

The girl herself was taken aback, "No, it won't be..."

Her friend glanced at her, "Your answer is really not firm enough."

"Haha," the girl changed the subject, "We'll discuss this later, did you remember that scene just now..."

The other spectators were discussing with each other, dispersed in twos and threes, and everyone from the Lihai Tennis Club who were invited went to the backstage to join in the fun.

Just as Feng He took off her makeup and hadn't changed her clothes, she bumped into a group of people watching the excitement, "You guys are here."

Fu Er smiled and tilted his head to look at the person, "On the face?"

Feng He immediately understood what his friend meant, "Well, I just took it off." To be honest, wearing a mask with that scar on his face was really uncomfortable, and he breathed a sigh of relief after taking it off.

"Hehe, it really looks more used to me like this." Fuji said with a smile.

"It turns out that the ugly phantom looks like this," Renwang Wangfeng He lay on his shoulders, and the light in his eyes seemed a bit playful, "puri."

Feng He glanced at the person, "The phantom has disappeared." He said a pun, not only the ending of the stage play, but also the characters on the stage.

King Ren stretched out his hand and tugged at Fenghe's cloak, which was the costume of Phantom, "Isn't it still there?"

"Take it off for you?" Feng He asked lightly.

"No." King Ni's smile was a bit ruffian, "It's fine to see what you wear."

Yukimura also smiled and shook his head when he heard that the two had been fighting for a long time, "Kaze, where's Atobe?" They were invited by Atobe, and even if they wanted to leave, they had to say hello to Atobe before leaving.

"He's still taking off his makeup over there. His makeup is quite troublesome." Although Feng He had a cold face, he wanted to laugh when he thought of Christine in Atobe. You must know that during the rehearsal, he almost couldn't hold back the laughter. Really laugh out loud.

However, the gorgeous uncle is indeed the kind of person who will be serious as long as he agrees, so in the end, Feng He is somewhat driven by Atobe's state.

It's really not easy to restrain the usual self-important aura into this.

"Well, you should go and change your clothes." Yukimura said gently, "The whole stage play just finished, it must have been very hard."

"It's okay," Feng He agreed, and tore King Ren off his shoulders. The clothes were inconvenient to move around, and he really should change them out, "I'll see you later."

When Fenghe came out after changing his clothes, the other performers of the ice emperor had already changed their clothes, and Atobe was leading someone to talk to Yukimura.

Hmm...Although they are both ministers and both have been recognized by the entire tennis club, it feels really different when these two ministers stand together.

When Feng He walked towards the group of people, he thought of this.

Atobe belongs to the kind of people who are the most high-profile and publicity wherever they go, and they don't know how to write the word low-key at all.

Relatively speaking, Yukimura looks more gentle and elegant, of course, only when he is not on the court.

To be honest, Minister Yukimura is probably stronger and more controlling than Minister Atobe.

When Fenghe approached, he just heard Atobe's voice, "Have you been intoxicated by my grand master's gorgeous acting skills, huh?"

Rolling his eyes helplessly in his heart, Feng He had a feeling that it was so.

However, when Yukimura was speaking to the public, he was still a very polite minister. When Atobe said this, he smiled and nodded, "It is indeed a very good stage play."

"Hahahaha," Atobe laughed unabashedly, completely different from Christine on the stage, "My uncle's aesthetics shines brightly every day."

The two said a few more words of courtesy, and Atobe looked at everyone in Li Haida, "Since you're all here in Tokyo, let's stay and have dinner together tonight." Since he invited them, he will of course be responsible to the end.

Yukimura declined Atobe's invitation with a smile, "No need, we have to go back to Kanagawa, so we won't stay."

Since Yukimura said so, Atobe didn't insist, "Ah, then I won't keep it."

"You're welcome," Yukimura frowned, "let's take our leave first."

Trace nods.

After talking with Atobe, Yukimura turned to Feng He, "Feng, the notice of overseas training has come out, and you can just catch up when you come back."

Fenghe also became interested when he heard the words, "Is the location still optional?"

"Well," Yukimura also answered very briefly, "I'll talk about the details when you come back." Anyway, it's only a week away.

"Okay." Feng He nodded, and did not rush to ask, "Wait for me to come back."

Yukimura nodded with a smile, turned and left first, the others waved with Fenghe, and some punched him on the shoulder.

Feng He touched Xiao Kelp's head casually, and called his friend to stop, "Fu Er, wait a minute."

Fuji smiled and stopped, "Wind?"

"Music box," Feng He suddenly remembered this matter, "I'll get it for you."

"Hehe, there's no rush," Fuji said goodbye to the rest of Li Haida, "I'm not going back to Kanagawa today." Tomorrow is Sunday, and he will continue to stay in Tokyo.

In fact, he was not in a hurry to ask for the music box, anyway, Feng would definitely remember it.

"Ah." Feng He agreed, and went to the staff who cleaned up the props to find the music box borrowed from Fuji, and found a pocket to put it in, then took it and handed it back to Fuji, "Thank you."

"You don't need to be too polite," Fuji accepted the music box, "I didn't repair it last time, and it can be used as a prop, which is better than just a decoration."

When his family friend was not black, he was really a very gentle and understanding young man.

After sighing from the bottom of his heart, Fenghe nodded, "Even if this music box is used as a decoration, it is also very beautiful." Otherwise, it will not meet the aesthetics of Master Atobe.

You must know that the important props of this stage play all require the approval of the gorgeous Minister.

"Hehe," Fuji smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked, "If it's not a beautiful music box, how could it be given to the beautiful Christine?"

Feng He laughed immediately from the bottom of his heart, his friend is really an angel with devil horns.

But even though he was laughing happily in his heart, he still had that calm expression on the surface, "Ah."

Seeing Feng He's appearance, Bu Er seemed to be interested, "It's too cold, Feng Jiang, you were so enthusiastic just now on the stage."

You can talk nonsense just as passionately.

After Fenghe uttered a sentence in his heart, he looked at Buer with a very cold gaze, "No."

Anyway, the experience of dealing with a black belly is to stay the same and respond to all changes, no matter how unbelievable what the other party says, just treat it as normal.

Seeing this, Buer chuckled out loud, and he was just joking casually. Feng He didn't respond and stopped, "Is there any activity in the Bingdi Tennis Club later?"

Feng He thought for a while, "Probably not, what's the matter?"

"Go to my house for dinner," Fuji invited with a smile, "Yuta will be back today too."

Yuta, I haven't seen him for a long time.

So Feng He nodded without hesitation, "Okay." After saying that, he glanced at Budu again, he is a good friend, he is still such a younger brother, and he hasn't changed a bit for so many years.