[The Phantom of the Opera] Boundary Bridge

"But—" Upon receiving this completely unexpected answer, the young opera singer was surprised, and subconsciously took a step forward, almost exclaiming, "But how can you not sing?"

There was even a condemnation that the master didn't know was hidden in that surprised and disappointed tone.Whether Erik is a newcomer or the incarnation of a phantom, Christine cannot separate his image from the specter of the opera house.She felt almost intuitively that there was an indelible connection between the two, but what did the composer named Eric say?He can't sing?

This sentence almost immediately split the boundary bridge between the altar, the world and hell, and Christine couldn't help doubting the previous guess while being greatly surprised.

"He really can't sing."

This time it was the blond girl who answered on her behalf. Her eyes were still gentle, but there was obviously a slight taste of condemnation in them. Christine was embarrassed and ashamed under such eyes.

The blond girl said: "Eric's throat had a very serious illness." She paused for a while, as if remembering the past while also being aware of the sadness that came with depression—this truth Eric couldn't help but look at her so sadly.

"Normal speech is fine," Enid continued, smiling apologetically, "but when he tried to sing, the damaged throat coughed with sudden pain."

Christine felt very sorry: "I'm sorry, I didn't know..." She couldn't continue, any words were frivolous in the face of pain.And Christine couldn't help but think that Eric in front of him must have a phantom-like musical talent, because they are indeed like a pair of twins, children raised by light and darkness respectively—then, Eric who lost his singing voice What a pity it must be!

And Enid seemed to see her mind, she smiled, and said in a tolerant tone: "So, next time, can I have the honor to invite you to appreciate Eric's talent in opera creation?"

"Of course I—" Christine cried out almost eagerly, as if she was eager to express her complete trust and support for Eric's musical talents as compensation for asking about the lost singing voice earlier.She was about to nod her head, but her lover Raul interrupted her: "Christine!" Viscount Shani stared at his girlfriend who seemed to be possessed suddenly with worried and caring eyes, and said softly, "Why do you La?"

Christine looked at Raul hesitantly, and then at Eric: reason told her to stay as far away from the "Phantom" and potential dangers as possible, but there seemed to be another voice in her heart driving her to "Erik". gram” approach.

The voice is saying:

"What a great opportunity! Aren't you afraid of the horror and cruelty of the Phantom, but still miss your gentle and kind mentor? The mentor may be fake, but Eric seems to be an ordinary person who can talk to you. You want to Know him, don't you? And his music fascinates you, even if you haven't heard anything until now. You'd love to sing his operas, for whatever reason! Don't hesitate, Christine, promise him! Think about it, Eric's face is handsome and intact, Eric's throat is sick and he can't sing, Eric has a friend with sunny golden hair, that beautiful girl on his arm - these, which one Can the phantom do it? If he has this way, why would he show his true form in front of you? This is a great opportunity to fulfill your wish! So what else do you have to be afraid of? You really long to be close to him, to be with him Let's talk."

"I," Christine didn't dare to look into Raul's eyes, she felt ashamed that her body and mind were dominated by that strange attraction—inexplicably, she felt that she had betrayed her lover's love, "Of course I I'd love to, Mr. Eric, and this—" Christine sought support from the blond girl who gave her affection.

"Enid." The other party nodded and said with a slight smile.

"Miss Enid," Christine added, as if lightened up in her heart, "I'll read the sheet music you send me, as long as your name or Eric's name is on the envelope. I'd even go find you, I—I feel like this is music not to be missed," she added, veiled.

Raul shook his head disapprovingly, but he didn't interfere with Christine's decision.At the same time, Eric, who had been tense for a long time, was finally able to breathe a little—he didn’t say much today, and Enid supplemented a lot of key information on his behalf, which made him very grateful.

The over-repressed passion caused every word he uttered to have a powerful force on him, but he finally got off to a good start: Christine's identity in the world gained initial trust from Christine, and they had the next step of contact possible.Thinking of this, the irritability and anxiety that had plagued him all day finally dissipated slightly, and anticipation and gratitude broke through the ground and filled his heart.

However, beyond these two emotions, there is still a certain uneasy factor dormant.Another gray shadow invaded Eric's soul silently, like a tarsus, like an inescapable ghost.Worrying about gains and losses, restlessness and anxiety are not as terrible as this ghost, because it is a shadow waiting to laugh at any time against the background of all-or-nothing, piercing the weakness behind all elegance and beauty, it is even clearer than Eric himself, it is So cruelly repeating this fact in his ears——

Eric gave up his natural voice for Christine.

It is true that Eric himself is also aware of this, and he was ready to embark on the road of no return when he gave up his singing - but he met Enid just after suffering the pain of losing his voice, and then the two were in love together. For days in the Parisian country house, the impotent soul retreated into that little world where nothing had happened, and he was unwilling to come out even without Enid's initiative, which had already shown that he was very serious about the accident. feared.And now, at this very moment, the Phantom of the Opera came before Christine, using a brand new look to fulfill her wish that she would not hesitate to give up her singing, that is to get her love!However, Eric's lingering heart is a heavy shadow.

Getting to know Christine in a new capacity is like declaring a clean break with the past!Because in front of this woman for whom he gave up his singing, all escapes, all fig leafs are gone.He can only put all his eggs in one basket and go on this road forever.See, Eric, the composer who cannot sing; and the Phantom, the false mentor and the cruel murderer, how different are these two people!Remember Christine's instinctive surprise, confusion and even pity when she heard that he couldn't sing?How pathetic you are, Eric!And it's sad that you can't turn back!

There is no turning back—Eric, or the Phantom, knows this very well, and it is precisely because of this that he feels more and more heavy.This heaviness reached its peak when he stood in front of Christine with a brand new face, together with excitement and joy. For a moment, it almost overwhelmed the joy of talking to Christine as usual again, and the manic depression in his heart The evil fire almost drove him crazy.Eric felt that he was walking alone on a boundary bridge. As Enid said, he couldn't stop and couldn't turn back.The boundary bridge behind him is gradually burning down, and the gnawing flames are chasing him, Eric has no way out! ...but fortunately he survived in the end.

He wouldn't look back—Eric told himself over and over, as if that would be enough to convince him, and he did—because he would be compensated with the best love in the world.