[The Phantom of the Opera] Boundary Bridge

The misty forest is like a scene from some ancient fairy tales. The blond man rides his horse over the strong tree trunk protruding from the side, and the hooves of the white horse break through the cold stagnant water.He hurried to the cemetery anxiously, not knowing whether it was the end or the beginning of his destiny.

Suddenly he reined in the horse.

The hazy white mist was blown away by the wind, revealing the figure of a woman in black robe.The scene cannot help but remind one of a witch or a devil, especially in such a dreamlike atmosphere.But Viscount Shani was very calm. He sat on the horse and looked at the prophet woman in black robe and golden mask silently.In the end, he got off his horse and took the rein a few steps before arriving in front of the woman.

The woman's blue eyes stared at him quietly through the golden mask inlaid with rubies.

"Are you waiting for me here?" the Viscount asked, his tone was polite, suspicious, and slightly anxious, "Tell me, Enid, tell me what you know?"

"Who the hell are you guys?" He took another step forward and asked warily. "Where's Christine? Where's Kristin Daye? Where did he take her? He asked you to stop me here." Do you have anything to say to me?"

There was too much confusion and anxiety in his heart.Eric who appeared mysteriously, the Phantom of the Opera who disappeared mysteriously, Christine who was possessed by a demon, and Enid who looked like the late princess beside Eric... If this is a mystery, then they want to Who is going to design it?Will his beloved Christine be captured by the Prince of the Beast and leave his side forever?

He asked for a long time like a fool, but the woman in front of him remained silent, wearing a black robe, quiet and sad.Finally, he couldn't bear this almost dead lonely atmosphere, waved his hands and roared: "Tell me, miss, who is that man!"

Only then did the woman finally respond to his voice, she slowly raised her head, and said in an ethereal and illusory voice: "I thought you knew him, he is the composer Eric."

She paused, and then continued: "I'm not waiting for you, I'm just avoiding some scenes, and it's easier to think things through. But if you think I'm waiting for you, it's okay. But I have nothing to say I can tell you that there is no danger except Christine."

"She is healthy in body and mind, carefree, with a joyful smile on her rose-like face, holding the hand of a composer friend she met by chance, walking in the sunshine after the mist broke. There are no monsters to trap her, she You didn't lock yourself up either, on this point, you can rest assured."

"Who are you?" But the Viscount took a step back in surprise and asked sharply, "You are not her!"

The woman was silent for a moment, then raised a slender wrist and took off the golden mask.Immediately, Enid's face was revealed.

"Ah..." The viscount seemed sorry and surprised. He ignored social etiquette and suddenly grabbed her wrist tightly and asked, "Enid, are you okay? I'm sorry, your voice just now Sounds really—not quite like yours."

He looked at her carefully and came to a conclusion: "Your face looks very bad."

What was exposed under the mask was a face as pale as paper.

But Enid just smiled wryly. Recently, in order to cover up her haggard face, she always wore a mask.Unexpectedly, before Eric noticed this, he got Shani's concern first.She said: "It's nothing serious, it's an old problem."

She coughed a few more times, her heart tingling slightly.The bloody handkerchief was tucked into the sleeve.

Shani cared about her a few more words, and seeing that she really didn't want to talk more, he just said that he would ask a doctor he knew to see her later, and then avoided the topic—no matter what speculations he had about Eric's origin, the Viscount He still has a gentle respect and trust for the girl in front of him.This kind of trust has nothing to do with the details, but comes from admiration for the other party's character. Even Shani himself was surprised that he would be so credulous, but he knew he was right.

"So," he couldn't hold back after all, and asked in a calm and solemn tone, "Enid, tell me, who is Eric? He is the Phantom of the Opera, that underground ghost, isn't he? "

But Enid asked back: "Is it our own perception or the perception of others that determines our identity?"

"What did you say?" Shani looked at him in confusion.

Enid continued: "I believe that I have freedom and singing, and I have them. And people can voluntarily change in order to pursue something. Although I don't believe in the current changes, but since he himself If you believe me, then you might as well treat him as a new person. At least, there is no ghost lingering in the underground of the Opera House."

"So you have admitted his identity?" Shani was excited for a moment, but lowered his voice when he saw her pale face, "Miss Enid, this is a very serious matter, you may not know what kind of cruel man he is. people..."

"He will never hurt Christine now, he just takes her as a sustenance of love or more things. His emotions are gradually stabilizing, although I don't know if there will be a day when he will explode." Enid said softly, "Every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future. Although I am not qualified to ask for worldly forgiveness for him, as a friend, I still hope that he can get rid of the shadow of the past and embrace a new life."

"Christine and I are very much in love." The Viscount said with an ugly face, "He shouldn't have penetrated into us!"

"Sir, how are you going to convince a man who thought he loved her for several years and regarded her as the only bright light in his life to give up?" Enid laughed at herself, "Once the new mask he thought was broken, it will be released." What came out is the original, more violent self, are you so unbearable, even if you believe that Christine will not be in danger, you refuse to communicate with him?"

"Not to mention," she added, "with all due respect, sir. Although Eric has used Christine as his angel and light for the past nine years, emotional matters are inherently mutual. Even if Eric What is projected is heavier, and it doesn't mean that Christine doesn't care about him at all-she was scared to run away by the sudden revelation of the truth, but if you want to be her mature and reliable lover, shouldn't you be as decent as possible? How to completely end it for her? After all, he was once her deepest emotional attachment, even if you are jealous, you can't erase it."

Shani's complexion changed drastically following her words, but finally he said, "Miss, what you said makes sense."

"No matter how rude he is, no matter how close to a lunatic—" he smiled ironically, "he is also the most trusted elder of Christine, so what can I do if I don't handle this relationship properly for her? Besides, I always Is prudent, because neither of us wants to go to hell. A man like him, even if he hopes for the light, doesn't know how to get it? Of course, I am not laughing at him, but you must allow me to He has some grievances."

"I should," Enid said quietly, "because even I cannot in good conscience sing the praises of his soul."

"Then," after calming down for a while, the Viscount couldn't help asking curiously, "forgive me, miss. How can someone like The Phantom of the Opera have such a beautiful and pure existence around you? How can he accept you— —or how would you want to be near him? How did you meet, and why did you help him in this way?"

He would have been content to hear the answers to one or two of these questions, but Enid skipped all of them and answered the last one.And it was the answer to this question that made him stunned at the moment, and then moved.

"Because I love him." The black-robed woman replied calmly.

The author has something to say: *Everyone must thank a well-known little angel in the reader group. Recently, the code captain is going crazy. Occasionally, I have time to want to code something else. I go to the reader group to ask for opinions. This little angel is always excited The ground calls Jieqiao Jieqiao... Well, that's how the last chapter and this chapter came about.