[The Phantom of the Opera] Boundary Bridge

"You don't love her, Eric."

Enid's throat was dry for a while, and a great unspeakable sadness welled up in her heart, which was boundless and almost overwhelmed.But she supported herself strongly, and looked at the other pair of gloomy and suspicious eyes with those gentle and bright eyes.She whispered:

"...the fact will not change because of your determination."

"But I love Christine! Why do you question that?"

Eric replied grumpily.He stood up, his hands hugged his head for a moment, then quickly put it down, clenched into fists and threw it behind him.He paced anxiously, fidgeting, not looking into Enid's eyes, but the angry contempt in those occasional glances was enough for Enid to read his thoughts.

A deeper sadness came over her.

And Eric is still saying:

"What do you want to do again? Do you want to crush me with this, make me kneel at your feet and cry and repent, and then let you save me? No! No!" he roared, "I love her! I love her Her!" This love is almost like a burning bright flame, burning blazingly.However, the flames burned so fiercely and forced so relentlessly that even taking a step closer, one would feel extremely ferocious.

Eric declares his love fiercely, as if in defense:

"...I love her, I have loved her for many years, this love will last until the end of my life, and it will never end!" He seemed to want to persuade her, but the intense emotion made his words almost gushing And said, "I am willing to die for her! How far I can do for her, aren't you the clearest person in the world? I give up my singing for her, and I would rather no one will hear it in this world. She gave up what I have, everything I have! Isn't this the only sacrifice in love? Is there anyone in the world who can make me do this? Is it you? Is it you!"

"Enid, tell me, tell me! If I'm not in love with her, then I'm crazy and stupid, and my life has been captured by death!"

In the end, a dark anger flashed across his face.Although he pressed it back quickly, there was still an aftertaste in the ferocious gaze.

Enid walked forward slowly.

"If I say that love belongs to lunatics, then you will definitely not contradict me, Eric." Her eyes were gentle, loving and clear, and mixed with sad love, "but I was about to beg you, sincerely, I beseech you. Take a look with your reason, or with your deepest heart, Eric, look at your love for Christine, and you will find the truth."

"I implore you, driven by my own love, that you do not give up your last hope. The straw you are grasping at is false, Eric," she said. "You lose something for it. What should not be lost, I wanted to tell you this from the first day I met you. But we were strangers at that time, and I thought I shouldn’t care too much about your affairs, and I would be blamed instead. But it’s okay now, you Knowing that I love you, I cannot bear it. Even knowing what doubt and hatred await me, I would have said it."

She said: "I know that people's subconsciousness often protects themselves, so forget the pain and remember the joy. Not to mention how deep the pain and joy you give up. Eric, you have to figure out what is the most important, Is it the light or you who yearn for the light, is it Christine Daye or the light she once symbolized. You got them mixed up and upside down! I hope you open your eyes and see clearly—you don’t Willing? Eric, I know you don’t want to, you don’t want to, you work so hard for this love, so you can’t accept that it’s fake, so you sing it twice, don’t you?” Her voice was soft and ethereal .

"Don't be stupid, Eric. There is still time to turn around." She persuaded softly, with almost disillusioned sadness, "Even a dead person wants to find out the truth of life, let alone us alive?"

However, Eric's response was to overturn the table and chairs angrily, and his eyes were full of hateful lava.

"Shut up!" he yelled desperately.

Eric felt cranky.Why did she say these words?What did she think she was his?Did she actually think that the current self was qualified to speak to him aloofly, to judge his words and deeds, and to ask him to obey him with trepidation?what!They are all mortals—mortals with seven emotions and six desires.Eric thought grimly.And she even stepped down from the throne just for him.

This thought could not give him a sliver of tender comfort, but doubled the cruel pleasure back to him, and at the same time tempted him with even crueler evil thoughts.Eric laughed.

"Why are you trying so hard to prove that I don't love her?" He said, "If I didn't love her, why would you be standing here!" Anger gushed out like a flame.

If he hadn't accepted the witch's deal for Christine, he would never have walked out on the street and met Enid that day, and he would never have been able to talk to her, and even trust her to keep her for a long time.

Looking back now, Eric doesn't know if he ever regretted getting to know each other—or maybe not.But he did feel a little irritated. The once innocent friendship had too many variables. He felt that his loyal love for Christine was shaken by the contempt of her bewitching words.This made him feel doubly angry, and he unconsciously completed an excellent venting of anger to the most innocent object.

Enid lowered her eyes.

"If you've ever been convinced that you loved her, wouldn't you be able to tell the difference when you finally stepped out onto the ground to meet the sun?" Poor, but she did feel a great heartache, "You should know that a ray of sunshine that falls into your palm through her hair, that does not belong to her, that is the gift of the sun. And that is what you want from beginning to end Stuff, Eric, you long for a normal life."

She closed her hands slightly and then flattened them, as if receiving a ray of sunshine.Eric's mind was still for a moment because of her almost calm action, as if reminiscing about the tenderness of the past - and then violent anger again.

"Eric," Enid said.She didn't want to confuse him, nor did she want to accuse him, she just stood in the perspective of a woman who loved him, trying to give him what she thought was best, even if it made her look pathetic.She said:

"Christine is just your self-righteous love, but love was never your obsession. You shouldn't tie this friendship to her. As long as you get sunshine, healthy and normal love will follow. As long as But your current sunshine is bought by selling singing, so you will be painful and lost, continue to believe in that direction, and your mind has not adjusted back——Eric, you have loved her for many years in self-righteousness. Now you can’t Make mistakes again and again.”

"Wrong again and again? Are you wrong when you say it wrong? You are going to erase my half-life grudge with just a few words?" Eric sneered, and he retorted fiercely and almost sharply, "Okay! If I am really self-righteous I have loved her for many years, so you! Miss! What kind of standpoint are you standing on to say this to me? Miss! You have such insight that you can see through everything in just a few months. Before you, my All the struggles of fate are meaningless! And you make these judgments when you are in the middle of the game and cannot maintain justice! Ha! You really..."

"I have never denied that I love you from the beginning to the end." Enid said, "It is true that love makes me desperately tell the truth, it makes me prefer to be doubted by you, and I can't see you killing your own soul and chasing falsehoods." my fate. How did I avoid this, Eric?"

Eric said sharply: "But what do my affairs have to do with you?" He repeated in a low voice: "Nothing will shake my love for Christine! I sacrificed my singing to her, I I've given her my all! My music, my soul! This is love, a great love! I love Christine, I love her! What does it matter to anyone else?"

"As long as she responds to my love, then I will immediately become the happiest man in the world!"

Enid's emotions were completely moved by his last words, she was angry and anxious, but there was a sad reflection in her eyes.

"You want me to watch you drown in the swamp of happiness and sink into the abyss? You want me to watch you obliterate your true self and flatter the prejudices of the world? Eric, how can you be so cruel to me? How can I To watch this happen? I'm sorry, Eric, I can't, I can't! I might be able to turn my back on anyone, but I can't watch you— Think about it, think about Eric, it's always been like this, they've always been like this. You know Homer was a beggar in Greece, and Nassun was a vagabond in Moscow to his death, but their souls didn't go out all the way!"

"You think I'm extinguishing my soul, but I think I'm gaining happiness in this world." Eric looked at him coldly, "If your love is just a false idol, you would rather let me throw away my life If you want to maintain it, then I might as well give you a real clay sculpture! Why do you think you are right when you preach to me so high up?"

"A man without a soul cannot be happy," said Enid, with tears in her eyes, "even if this love is true, you took half of your soul, and you tore half of the music out of it Come as a sacrifice, from now on I will be half a walking dead, this love will eventually be dragged down by the weight of the soul! It is impossible for people who lose their souls to be happy, but we will be different together!"

She finally shouted out all the wishes in her heart, and she couldn't help crying.

"Eric, Eric!" she called with infinite tenderness and infinite pathos, "don't you understand? I didn't intend to appear to be playing the plot, shouting at you 'Only me! I'm the only one who truly loves you!'. However, after you give up half of your soul, am I the only one who can connect with the other half? Is it only I who can understand you, enrich you, and love you! I am willing to tear my half to make up for your deficiency. In this world Who can do it? I will use my soul to compensate you!"

"But I love Christine!" he insisted, his heart shaken and his eyes gloomy. "These touching words of yours are based on your own imagination. Enid, you It's not always right. I love her until death, no love in this world is more true than that—or is the me in your heart just a clay puppet with music!"

"I never thought of it like that, Eric. Never." Enid had tears in her eyes, "Why don't you believe it? It's not because I want you to maintain the idol I love, but because I love you... ...Yes, I love you. Because I love you, I can't bear to see you create new idols to flatter the world, and at the same time be trapped in a cocoon. You have trapped yourself, and what really needs to be illuminated is not the body but the mind. Eric, think about how deep and majestic you were originally, I cherish this unique beauty, so I can't bear to watch it disappear..."

"In the end, your love is no different from mine—" Eric's sneer interrupted her weeping, "If you say it, we are all self-righteous poor worms who project love. But I don't believe it, I really love her, how do you know how she has nourished my dry heart for so many years? Others will never know our friendship!"

Enid said: "You love her, but that's not the word love at all!"

"How do you know? Could it be that you can judge everything?" Eric's smile was full of sarcasm and bloody pleasure.

Can't get around, can't get around.No matter how she persuaded him, he would take out this weapon to force her.He has already gained the absolute upper hand, he can do whatever he wants to hurt her, just to make himself invincible.

And Enid gazed into his mocking eyes and sighed.

She said softly, "You're already regretting it, Eric. As I said, you've been regretting it all the time since the first day I knew you."

"How regretful you are, you gave up your music, no one in the world can hear it anymore - you were about to break down, but you met me on the first day, and then I soothed your heart and satisfied your grandeur I want to communicate with you, trying to give your hand to Christine. But Eric, I regret it. I don’t want to be your false friend anymore, I want to tell you the truth.”

"You are desperately using this love to convince yourself that noble love is worth all sacrifices. But in my opinion, love should not be above one's own body and soul. How can it be fresh if you let it carry such a heavy burden? How about growing naturally? You regretted it a long time ago, Eric. You shouldn’t have given up your vocal organs at all. What’s more, this love itself is just an excuse you made up at random, and Christine is just a symbol, a representative. She was a good girl, a poor girl, and I never thought she was worth complaining about. Even though the love made me miserable."

"Oh, really? What good news, from the saint's forgiving heart?" Eric spoke too fast, and he never stopped fighting back, and he never allowed himself to be shaken by her words, "I regret it , where have I ever regretted? No! I tell you, I don't regret it today, I don't regret it tomorrow, I never regret it! Enid, I appreciate you, but I can live without you Enid, look! I will live happily ever after with Christine, and sooner or later I will start a new life with her, free from all the shadows of the past. Nothing in this world is more important than her love , she is my life, my destiny!"

They are so sharply opposed, like holding knives in each other's hands.The difference was that Enid, in tears, dug the blade into her palm, telling him how vulnerable his armor was.And Eric was extremely cold, directly piercing her body.

Immediately, blood poured out.

"Tell me, do you think this love is healthy and strong?" Enid trembled, she was so angry and sad that she was speechless to ask, "You put it in the soil of despair, so what? Maybe bright flowers? Eric, Eric, don't sleep in ignorance like a tired pig and don't open your eyes. Look: this is not normal love, and you hope to live by it A normal person's life, to give up your extraordinary singing voice for this..."

Eric was getting irritated, maybe he didn't want to listen anymore.

"You're talking nonsense. Do you still want me to go to the witch again?"

"That may be unlikely, but it's a silver lining. In any case, it's important to figure out what's most important..."

"That's Christine! My Christine! Never mention that again!"

"Since you don't want to believe..."

"It's you who can't see the truth!"

"Eric, what am I in your heart?"

"you……"

"Do you prefer my hearing or my voice?" Enid asked suddenly, her expression was sad and sad, her voice was trembling, and she said, "You Do you want my ears or my lips?"

Eric was completely stunned.