[The Phantom of the Opera] Boundary Bridge
Chapter 27 Invited Singer
For hours after that dream passed, Eric lived in a dazed, restless bewilderment that something was about to burst through the ground and turn his life upside down.But another voice was crazily rejecting this change, preventing his betrayal.
Eric found so many reasons to convince himself: he and Enid ran into the man and woman having sex together, and then fell into the small space of the carriage with her when he was in love|lust... reasonable Explanation cannot hide the weakness of self-deception.But Eric, how can you shake your own soul?He asked himself over and over again, and gradually calmed down.
Eric loves Christine so much. In the long loneliness and pain, he put all his feelings on that pure and beautiful girl who is like a new hope.Just like Enid's unknown feelings at present, but will bet on him for similar reasons in the future-such a feeling is so stubborn and indestructible that denying it means betraying the past self.The more stubborn you are, the weaker you are, and the weaker you are, the more stubborn you are.Eric is willing to sacrifice the existence of singing... Alas, that can only be his only love!
Therefore, in the next few days, Eric was inevitably a little embarrassed when facing Enid.He deeply felt that he had blasphemed this noble friend, but at the same time, he was silently watching with a mind so secret that he didn't understand it.In his irritability, he immersed himself in the supplementary creation of "The Daughter of the Sea", mixing the unspeakable admiration and admiration in his heart with the deepest sorrow, and transforming it into the strange beauty that bloomed in his pen, adding to this destined work to be handed down from generation to generation. brilliance.On the one hand, he didn't want Enid to leave sooner or later, and on the other hand, he didn't want to see her.
Another gentle-hearted lodger in the villa certainly felt the contradiction Eric was in.So on a spring evening, the lingering sunlight came in through the curtains of the window, Eric and Enid sat side by side on the piano bench, and the blond girl played a moving movement, telling all her past and life experience Come on.Now that her trust in Eric was growing, it was only natural to say this.Enid didn't know the contradictions in Eric's dream. She only thought that the friend had doubts about the past she had given up at the masquerade ball, which shook her positive heart after the exchange, so she comforted her with her own experience.But even if the two were not thinking the same thing, Enid's words still touched Eric deeply.
He couldn't help but look at the soul in front of him again: Enid is so gentle, honest, and firm, and her sensitive and rich heart is her unique talent.She and Kristen are so different—if Kristen Daye is an angel in glory, pure and inspiring.Then Enid is that dusty but still smiling pilgrim, reaching out to lead you on, but out of reach.
But she is not a believer in God—the glory of God is not enough to make this radiant soul bow down at her feet.What Enid will always be loyal to is her heart that is vast and peaceful, as deep and beautiful as the ocean.
And what about Eric's soul?He couldn't help asking himself.Eric, cursing the world while shedding sad tears, wrote and wrote with blood, but he hoped that someone would understand him and pity him.He was so desperately hoping for the witch's spell - all this was as absurd and ridiculous as his previous life.In his broken life, Christine was the sunshine he was always chasing, but how could he not be burned by the other party...
"There is a reply letter from you, sir." The servant's words interrupted Eric's contemplation and even self-loathing just right. He came back to his senses and asked, "What?" His brows were slightly frowned.He had told the few servants at the villa not to disturb him when he was alone with Enid, but now—
"It's Miss Christine Daye's reply letter." The servant continued to repeat in a calm voice, "You said that whenever Miss Daye delivered a reply letter, she would give it to you as soon as possible."
Eric had nothing to say.
He remembered that he had sent an invitation to the opera singer Christine Daye in the name of the composer Eric a few weeks ago, inviting her to come to the house for a talk.After such a long delay, even a week after the masquerade, Christine's answer finally arrived.The young singer apologized in the letter and said that he would visit at four o'clock the next afternoon.Eric didn't know whether it was her success in persuading her viscount lover, or whether she finally decided to disobey him.But for this belated victory, he suddenly felt a little less interested.
Dull.
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For Christine Daye, a popular opera actress at the Paris Opera House, a former apprentice of the Lost Phantom, and an angel of music, Eric, who suddenly appeared in her life, and the time almost coincided with the disappearance of the ghost, is an indescribable and The enigma of temptation.
Eric and Phantom are like a pair of twins, they have similar musical talents, but have completely different temperaments.Although Eric is not sociable, he is full of manners and politeness. He is a typical gentleman.And Phantom has a cruel and surly personality, which is a nightmare she fears she will never avoid.Of the twins in her mind, one belongs to the light and the other belongs to the dark.Whenever Christine stares at Eric's eyes, which hide fanaticism and pious admiration, she can't help but feel a little confused.It was that person, and it wasn't that person, but what was different was that she knew she was safe.
Under the premise of the appearance of the second music angel, how could Christine, who had just lost the protection of her mentor, follow her lover's advice for a long time?So this kind and weak girl finally found a chance to slip out of the Paris Opera House to visit the angelic man she couldn't let go, the composer named Eric.Her heart had long been looking forward to this meeting.
Christine's reply stated four o'clock in the afternoon, but in fact she arrived at 03:30.The faint excitement and lack of understanding of the itinerary made her miscalculate the time. This is a very empty suburb of Paris with beautiful scenery, but there is only one house, Eric's villa.Christine hesitated for a moment in shyness, but stepped forward to knock on the door, ready to apologize for her insolence.
It was a silent servant who opened the door. He didn't say anything to the words Christine hastily swallowed, but instead led her into the living room to sit down and served tea and snacks.Christine twisted her body uneasily, took the tea and held it in her palm, and asked eagerly, "Where is Mr. Eric? What is he doing now?"
The servant said: "Mr. Eric doesn't want to be disturbed when he is creating music. I can ask Miss Enid if she can receive you."
Christine was a little stunned. Although she knew that Eric and Enid had a close relationship, she didn't know that the two lived together.Moreover, Enid can receive guests on Eric's behalf... Christine felt an inexplicable sourness in her heart, and she naturally didn't know that Enid's so-called "reception" was really a helpless response by the servants, because As the owner, Eric is really not sociable, and some artists visited sporadically a few days ago.Christine just instinctively felt that she had lost something—she was taken aback.
Eric does admire her singing voice—Christine can't help but be slightly fascinated by the teacher and ghost who gave her singing voice—but this doesn't mean that she will occupy his whole heart and even love, so this sporadic jealousy It was too funny.Christine condemned herself from the bottom of her heart. The only person she loved was her childhood sweetheart, Raul.Even though Eric had been her mentor growing up—and she couldn't help the tendency to see Eric as a mentor and the Phantom as a horror—Kristen stopped thinking about it because she heard footsteps on the stairs. .At the same time, the little suspicion in her heart could not help but slowly emerge: Who is Eric who suddenly appeared in Paris?
She looked up, and the blond girl was walking down the stairs with a thick German book in her arms.The moment Christine looked up, Enid had just stepped into a beam of sunlight on the stairs—the only narrow beam that fell on the stairs after refraction.Even though it was only for a short moment, Christine still had the illusion that he had seen the envoy.Enid, covered in the residual warmth of the sun, sat down beside her with a slight smile, and softly called, "Kristen?"
"It's me." She said calmly, picked up the bone china cup with roses painted on it, brought it to her lips and took a sip, and unexpectedly found that it was her favorite taste, "I didn't expect to see you, Yi Miss Ned."
"Call me Enid," Enid said, explaining her reception, "Eric knew you were coming—but he had an unmissable idea a few hours ago, so he hurried I locked myself in the creation room." She smiled apologetically, with tolerance and understanding in her smile, "You know how furious composers will be if they disturb you at such a time."
"Compared to their thunderstorms, what is more regrettable is the premature death of music creation." Christine thinks deeply, she looks at the gentle and quiet Enid, and can't help but have a kind of peeping under her gentle mask The impulsiveness of Rong, the vague doubts before came to mind again, Christine tentatively asked: "I don't know which master Eric studied under?"
Enid's expression didn't change, she just smiled and said, "Genius is hard to teach—Eric is self-taught."
That sounds a lot like a story with ups and downs, Christine muses.But the story sounds more appropriate for the Ghost of the Opera than for the dashing, handsome and mild-mannered Eric - which makes them half alike.She continued to ask: "Then do you know where Eric is from?"
"Scannavia, I suppose," said Enid mildly. "From his name, it should be."
Christine was deeply surprised: "So you don't know?" She also suspected that the blond girl in front of her was deceived by the disguised ghost, and she asked cautiously: "Then when did you, in the Where did you meet?"
Fortunately, Enid was very patient, knowing everything without suspicion."We talked about music in Sweden two years ago, and we met again in Paris a few months ago," she said.
Talking about music in Sweden is naturally a confession with Eric - although Enid doubts whether Eric's desperate love for Christine will succeed, but when her friend tries to show her beautiful side to Chris Enid was not stingy about helping Ting and not being disturbed by the ghost's bad impression.
"That's it..." Christine breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt vaguely disappointed.Two years ago, Phantom was her flawless musical angel, and they taught music almost every day.So Eric, who had appeared in Sweden at that time, was naturally not a phantom, and they were indeed two different people. Thinking of the happy time with his father in Sweden when he was a child, Christine couldn't help being a little sentimental.
"By the way, Enid." Now that today's conversation has reached this point, Christine has a question in mind, so she can't complain.In fact, she was only a little curious before, but now she is driven by a strong desire to ask.Her soft, sweet brown eyes opened wide, meeting Enid's serene blue without blinking:
"May I know, what is your relationship with Eric?"
The author has something to say: [Congratulations to Enid who is about to unlock the achievement [Discover the Heart]]
Eric found so many reasons to convince himself: he and Enid ran into the man and woman having sex together, and then fell into the small space of the carriage with her when he was in love|lust... reasonable Explanation cannot hide the weakness of self-deception.But Eric, how can you shake your own soul?He asked himself over and over again, and gradually calmed down.
Eric loves Christine so much. In the long loneliness and pain, he put all his feelings on that pure and beautiful girl who is like a new hope.Just like Enid's unknown feelings at present, but will bet on him for similar reasons in the future-such a feeling is so stubborn and indestructible that denying it means betraying the past self.The more stubborn you are, the weaker you are, and the weaker you are, the more stubborn you are.Eric is willing to sacrifice the existence of singing... Alas, that can only be his only love!
Therefore, in the next few days, Eric was inevitably a little embarrassed when facing Enid.He deeply felt that he had blasphemed this noble friend, but at the same time, he was silently watching with a mind so secret that he didn't understand it.In his irritability, he immersed himself in the supplementary creation of "The Daughter of the Sea", mixing the unspeakable admiration and admiration in his heart with the deepest sorrow, and transforming it into the strange beauty that bloomed in his pen, adding to this destined work to be handed down from generation to generation. brilliance.On the one hand, he didn't want Enid to leave sooner or later, and on the other hand, he didn't want to see her.
Another gentle-hearted lodger in the villa certainly felt the contradiction Eric was in.So on a spring evening, the lingering sunlight came in through the curtains of the window, Eric and Enid sat side by side on the piano bench, and the blond girl played a moving movement, telling all her past and life experience Come on.Now that her trust in Eric was growing, it was only natural to say this.Enid didn't know the contradictions in Eric's dream. She only thought that the friend had doubts about the past she had given up at the masquerade ball, which shook her positive heart after the exchange, so she comforted her with her own experience.But even if the two were not thinking the same thing, Enid's words still touched Eric deeply.
He couldn't help but look at the soul in front of him again: Enid is so gentle, honest, and firm, and her sensitive and rich heart is her unique talent.She and Kristen are so different—if Kristen Daye is an angel in glory, pure and inspiring.Then Enid is that dusty but still smiling pilgrim, reaching out to lead you on, but out of reach.
But she is not a believer in God—the glory of God is not enough to make this radiant soul bow down at her feet.What Enid will always be loyal to is her heart that is vast and peaceful, as deep and beautiful as the ocean.
And what about Eric's soul?He couldn't help asking himself.Eric, cursing the world while shedding sad tears, wrote and wrote with blood, but he hoped that someone would understand him and pity him.He was so desperately hoping for the witch's spell - all this was as absurd and ridiculous as his previous life.In his broken life, Christine was the sunshine he was always chasing, but how could he not be burned by the other party...
"There is a reply letter from you, sir." The servant's words interrupted Eric's contemplation and even self-loathing just right. He came back to his senses and asked, "What?" His brows were slightly frowned.He had told the few servants at the villa not to disturb him when he was alone with Enid, but now—
"It's Miss Christine Daye's reply letter." The servant continued to repeat in a calm voice, "You said that whenever Miss Daye delivered a reply letter, she would give it to you as soon as possible."
Eric had nothing to say.
He remembered that he had sent an invitation to the opera singer Christine Daye in the name of the composer Eric a few weeks ago, inviting her to come to the house for a talk.After such a long delay, even a week after the masquerade, Christine's answer finally arrived.The young singer apologized in the letter and said that he would visit at four o'clock the next afternoon.Eric didn't know whether it was her success in persuading her viscount lover, or whether she finally decided to disobey him.But for this belated victory, he suddenly felt a little less interested.
Dull.
----------------
For Christine Daye, a popular opera actress at the Paris Opera House, a former apprentice of the Lost Phantom, and an angel of music, Eric, who suddenly appeared in her life, and the time almost coincided with the disappearance of the ghost, is an indescribable and The enigma of temptation.
Eric and Phantom are like a pair of twins, they have similar musical talents, but have completely different temperaments.Although Eric is not sociable, he is full of manners and politeness. He is a typical gentleman.And Phantom has a cruel and surly personality, which is a nightmare she fears she will never avoid.Of the twins in her mind, one belongs to the light and the other belongs to the dark.Whenever Christine stares at Eric's eyes, which hide fanaticism and pious admiration, she can't help but feel a little confused.It was that person, and it wasn't that person, but what was different was that she knew she was safe.
Under the premise of the appearance of the second music angel, how could Christine, who had just lost the protection of her mentor, follow her lover's advice for a long time?So this kind and weak girl finally found a chance to slip out of the Paris Opera House to visit the angelic man she couldn't let go, the composer named Eric.Her heart had long been looking forward to this meeting.
Christine's reply stated four o'clock in the afternoon, but in fact she arrived at 03:30.The faint excitement and lack of understanding of the itinerary made her miscalculate the time. This is a very empty suburb of Paris with beautiful scenery, but there is only one house, Eric's villa.Christine hesitated for a moment in shyness, but stepped forward to knock on the door, ready to apologize for her insolence.
It was a silent servant who opened the door. He didn't say anything to the words Christine hastily swallowed, but instead led her into the living room to sit down and served tea and snacks.Christine twisted her body uneasily, took the tea and held it in her palm, and asked eagerly, "Where is Mr. Eric? What is he doing now?"
The servant said: "Mr. Eric doesn't want to be disturbed when he is creating music. I can ask Miss Enid if she can receive you."
Christine was a little stunned. Although she knew that Eric and Enid had a close relationship, she didn't know that the two lived together.Moreover, Enid can receive guests on Eric's behalf... Christine felt an inexplicable sourness in her heart, and she naturally didn't know that Enid's so-called "reception" was really a helpless response by the servants, because As the owner, Eric is really not sociable, and some artists visited sporadically a few days ago.Christine just instinctively felt that she had lost something—she was taken aback.
Eric does admire her singing voice—Christine can't help but be slightly fascinated by the teacher and ghost who gave her singing voice—but this doesn't mean that she will occupy his whole heart and even love, so this sporadic jealousy It was too funny.Christine condemned herself from the bottom of her heart. The only person she loved was her childhood sweetheart, Raul.Even though Eric had been her mentor growing up—and she couldn't help the tendency to see Eric as a mentor and the Phantom as a horror—Kristen stopped thinking about it because she heard footsteps on the stairs. .At the same time, the little suspicion in her heart could not help but slowly emerge: Who is Eric who suddenly appeared in Paris?
She looked up, and the blond girl was walking down the stairs with a thick German book in her arms.The moment Christine looked up, Enid had just stepped into a beam of sunlight on the stairs—the only narrow beam that fell on the stairs after refraction.Even though it was only for a short moment, Christine still had the illusion that he had seen the envoy.Enid, covered in the residual warmth of the sun, sat down beside her with a slight smile, and softly called, "Kristen?"
"It's me." She said calmly, picked up the bone china cup with roses painted on it, brought it to her lips and took a sip, and unexpectedly found that it was her favorite taste, "I didn't expect to see you, Yi Miss Ned."
"Call me Enid," Enid said, explaining her reception, "Eric knew you were coming—but he had an unmissable idea a few hours ago, so he hurried I locked myself in the creation room." She smiled apologetically, with tolerance and understanding in her smile, "You know how furious composers will be if they disturb you at such a time."
"Compared to their thunderstorms, what is more regrettable is the premature death of music creation." Christine thinks deeply, she looks at the gentle and quiet Enid, and can't help but have a kind of peeping under her gentle mask The impulsiveness of Rong, the vague doubts before came to mind again, Christine tentatively asked: "I don't know which master Eric studied under?"
Enid's expression didn't change, she just smiled and said, "Genius is hard to teach—Eric is self-taught."
That sounds a lot like a story with ups and downs, Christine muses.But the story sounds more appropriate for the Ghost of the Opera than for the dashing, handsome and mild-mannered Eric - which makes them half alike.She continued to ask: "Then do you know where Eric is from?"
"Scannavia, I suppose," said Enid mildly. "From his name, it should be."
Christine was deeply surprised: "So you don't know?" She also suspected that the blond girl in front of her was deceived by the disguised ghost, and she asked cautiously: "Then when did you, in the Where did you meet?"
Fortunately, Enid was very patient, knowing everything without suspicion."We talked about music in Sweden two years ago, and we met again in Paris a few months ago," she said.
Talking about music in Sweden is naturally a confession with Eric - although Enid doubts whether Eric's desperate love for Christine will succeed, but when her friend tries to show her beautiful side to Chris Enid was not stingy about helping Ting and not being disturbed by the ghost's bad impression.
"That's it..." Christine breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt vaguely disappointed.Two years ago, Phantom was her flawless musical angel, and they taught music almost every day.So Eric, who had appeared in Sweden at that time, was naturally not a phantom, and they were indeed two different people. Thinking of the happy time with his father in Sweden when he was a child, Christine couldn't help being a little sentimental.
"By the way, Enid." Now that today's conversation has reached this point, Christine has a question in mind, so she can't complain.In fact, she was only a little curious before, but now she is driven by a strong desire to ask.Her soft, sweet brown eyes opened wide, meeting Enid's serene blue without blinking:
"May I know, what is your relationship with Eric?"
The author has something to say: [Congratulations to Enid who is about to unlock the achievement [Discover the Heart]]
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