Countess' lover

1871年1月26日普法签订关于巴黎投降的条约，1月28日又签订停战协议。3月18日，巴黎公式成立。

In 1875, the French Third Republic was established and a constitution was promulgated.

The age of the aristocracy has passed, and the age of the bourgeoisie has arrived.Even though the war is still going on, Paris, which is the economic and political center of France, has gradually returned to its former glory.The Palace of Versailles stood still, the commercial street flourished again, and entertainment venues such as the opera house also came into people's eyes again.

Tonight is the premiere of Mr. Ghost's new work. The newly opened opera house in Paris is very lively tonight. Celebrities, gentlemen, and new capitalists all come here one after another.Mr. Ghost is a musical genius who was born two years ago. He became famous by virtue of his achievement in composing the national anthem.His operas are often extremely infectious, and the composition and lyrics are beautiful but shocking.

No one has ever seen the true face of Mr. Ghost, and such mystery and talent make him even more mysterious.The only known thing is that Mr. Ghost has an unknown relationship with the famous female capitalist Mrs. Durant.

The new opera house, to be built on the site of the original one that burned, was financed by Mrs. Durant, who, according to people familiar with the matter, is owned by Mr. Ghost.And the premiere of every play of Mr. Ghost is in this opera house.What could be more convincing that they have an unusual relationship?

But not everyone agrees with this view.Most of these people were former nobles who retained some strength during the war and successfully transformed into capitalists.Mrs. Durant was the best of them all.I forgot to mention that Mrs. Durant was the Countess Bernard back then, but she herself refused the title.

Regardless of outsiders' speculations, Mr. Ghost's family, which is the center of people's discussion, has entered the No. [-] box on the second floor from an unknown secret passage.If there were any outsiders here, they would surely find that Mrs. Durant and her little daughter were sitting in Box No. [-], which was permanently reserved by Mr. Ghost.

The performance has already begun, and the male and female lead singers are all famous at that time. Mr. Ghost's emotional melody and lyrics are even more intoxicating.

"It's far worse than you." The former countess was obviously not among the intoxicated people.Especially for the male lead singer Margaret, of course, Margaret is not satisfied with anyone except her husband, the author of the play.

"It's far worse than me." The little girl with blond hair raised her head high when she heard her mother's words, but her light brown eyes were like her father's, a little less charming but a little more proud - Ma Gretel has always been considered cute.

"Oh yes," Margaret gently rubbed her daughter's hair, and gave Phantom a condemning look, but she was still gentle and amiable to her daughter. "My little princess Sophie is the daughter of Mr. Ghost, you are the best!"

For little Sophie, who adored her father wholeheartedly, nothing could suit her better than this.She kissed her mother's face and said proudly, "Of course, I'm Daddy's daughter, and the best mommy in the world!"

The phantom accepted her daughter's compliment without changing her face, her doting and gentle eyes turned on her wife and daughter, and finally fixed on her.He tapped his daughter's forehead lightly, pretending to be stern, "Listen well, their singing skills are much better than yours, do you want to fall behind brother Shani?"

Sophie wrinkled her little face, and snorted softly, "Bad dad, don't think I don't know you want to talk to Mommy. How could the big, stupid Shani's surpass me!" Ruthlessly exposing her father's little Thoughts, Sophie still listened seriously, leaving space for the old and disrespectful parents.

Phantom touched her nose, turned her head away from his wife's amused gaze, and pretended to watch the show.Margaret didn't care whether her daughter was too smart or not, she liked her husband's unchanging cuteness for many years.

"Don't be so dear," Margaret tugged at her husband's sleeve, "don't you know that every time I see you like this it makes me want to kiss you?" Of course, not just thinking, she said it The phantom's lips have been pasted on.

Half complaining and half proud, Phantom deepened the kiss, and her brown eyes brushed across Madam's red lips and felt a little hot. "They're all spoiled by you."

Margaret looked at her husband with a half-smile, "Are you sure sweetheart? Last time I punished her to clean the living room floor, who tricked me out to help her at home? And last time... ..."

Little Sophie, who had been paying attention to the back all the time, turned her head and gave her father a look of resentment. She had created such a good opportunity for him, why was she still crushed by her mother?She shook her head and sighed, "Poor Mr. Phantom, it seems that you will never get out of Mommy's hands in your life."

Mr. Phantom didn't take it seriously, he had turned over from his wife countless times in certain places, but how could he tell his daughter these things?

The show is over and it's getting late.Passing through dark passages and underground lakes, Phantom brought his wife and daughter to his former underground kingdom.It has been refurbished, but the layout is almost the same as before, except that there is a little girl's room separated from the original.

The young Sophie was already exhausted, but she still held back her father who was about to leave her room, and looked at him pleadingly.The silver mask gleamed softly under the light, making her drowsy intermittently.

"Tell me that story." Little Sophie rubbed her eyes, trying to wake herself up. "The countess saw the face of the Phantom of the Opera, and then?"

"Then?" Phantom sat down again, and the low tune seemed to be composing a warm memory. "What kind of face is that? Anyone who has seen him will fall into a nightmare of fear. The mask is something more important than his life, and it maintains the only bit of dignity that the phantom has."

He stroked the mask on his face and continued singing, "But that was only in the past, when the countess kissed the ugliest part of him, as if the sun melted the glacier. The Phantom no longer needs the mask, the countess has taken its place. "

"Won't the countess be afraid?" Sophie asked him.

Phantom answered her in confusion, "I don't know." "There must be fear, but there is a greater power that overwhelms fear." Margaret appeared at the door at some time, and heard it whispered here He said, "There are too many things that cannot be seen from the surface. The charm of the phantom's soul far exceeds the fear of the appearance."

The little girl seemed to understand, and couldn't wait to ask her father to continue his story.Margaret was not in a hurry to leave, she stood at the door and watched with a smile.

"They have experienced a lot, far more than imagined. Separation, war, blood... Not everyone is so friendly. The shadow of war is more likely to evoke greed and evil in people's hearts. However, the countess never gave up on the phantom, Phantom will never betray his only belief..."

Margaret's eyes became farther and farther away with the phantom's voice, as if her soul had flown to that unforgettable day, that bloody dusk filled with sunset.

Eric never mentioned it to her, but she knew that the news that the Phantom was sieged that day was not a joke.She didn't know what happened that day, the only thing she remembered was her blood-stained skirt after escaping from danger.It was Phantom's blood, seeping through his black clothes and staining hers red.Two bullets, one in the shoulder and one in the thigh.

When they returned to Earl's Mansion, Phantom was completely unconscious.From the maid's mouth, she knew that the phantom had come to look for her, but she was not there.So he turned his head again and walked down the street looking for her.No one knew how the Phantom did it. The only thing Margaret knew and was grateful for was that he was still alive and they were happy.

The Phantom's story was coming to an end, he hummed softly, like a moving lullaby, "The devil's son has found his happiness. They have a beautiful garden, a beautiful little daughter. Every sunset, they I will walk with my daughter in a garden full of roses. The war will pass, and the suffering will pass. But love will not change. Happiness will continue.”

Sophie was already asleep, with a sweet smile that belonged to a little girl on the corner of her mouth.Phantom kissed her daughter's forehead, turned around and walked to her room side by side with her lover.

The countess in the story, in reality, Mrs. Durant is holding her husband’s arm affectionately. Time has not taken away her beauty, but it has left traces in the subtleties, but in Phantom’s view, it will only add to her beauty. Gentle and style.

Mr. Phantom stroked the ruby ​​ring on Mrs.'s finger, smiling broadly.He thought that the most correct thing he had done in his life was to give this woman who dared to occupy his box a hard lesson and... be thrown down by her?

"Oh sweetheart..." They returned to the room where they had first had sex, and the countess called him by what she had always called him.

"This place always reminds me of my first exciting time." She smiled coquettishly and shook the rope in her hand, "Now I want you again, what should I do?"

What else can I do?Phantom unbuttoned his coat, would he have other choices?