[The Phantom of the Opera] Boundary Bridge

The author has something to say: *The chapter on The Cowardice of Fools has been edited, and the number of words has doubled, so it is divided into chapters.

A thousand words have been added to the previous chapter, and I consciously discussed the issue more clearly. If you are interested, you can read it back.

If you feel dissatisfied with the content of these two chapters, you can comment and ask me for a red envelope refund.

Ears and lips are really the most vivid metaphors.

And Enid made them clearer now.

"Do you want my ears, or do you want my lips?" Her smile is almost sad, like a flower blooming in the ocean, even the tears are buried silently, "Do you want me to hear you sing , or do you want me to sing for you, or accept my kisses and love?"

She smiled self-deprecatingly again, with tears still in her eyes: "It's ridiculous. But in the end, listening and singing belong to Ariel, but kissing is mine, but that's what you don't want, so You actually prefer Ariel, right? Eric. You used to rely on me, you used to trust me, but actually, but deep down, you still..."

You'd rather have Ariel than Enid ever appear.She can also sing and listen to you sing.But she will never love you, never long to kiss you, never accuse you, shake you, make you feel the deepest fear and anger.

Only the love of the vagabond is homeless.

"I once gave you supreme trust!" Eric said angrily and resolutely, "but you take the so-called—no, I don't mean to belittle—but what do you give me in return? You Is it your love? No, it's your slander of my love!"

The more he talked, the more angry he felt, he almost felt that he had all the reasons, so he was justified and said angrily: "You clearly know that I love her, but you spare no effort to attack this love, and you still want to shake my will now! What, Yi Ni De, do you think a person like me, a monster like me, is destined to be unworthy of love under the sun?"

He smiled, which made his handsome face grotesque: "It is a great luxury for me to have the love of ordinary people. A monster like me is absolutely unworthy to touch, otherwise people are neither human nor ghost, they are just four images - and therefore, I have to mess with you."

His words were extremely cruel, as if pointing out that she was also a monster hiding in the crowd.

Enid was covered in bruises.

"Eric, calm down, I—I don't want to argue with you." She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself.

But Eric was almost insane.

"But we're already arguing! Shut up! Huh? Shut up!" Me, tell me if you love me or not! You talk. Then, take a good look, and then tell me that in your heart, you, me and Christine, there are two one-way loves now What are they! What are they! Tell me, judge us by your eternal and bright morality! Please put yourself on trial together, and see if you are equally innocent! Now, tell me - do you love me? !"

"I love you, I love you." What kind of courage does it take to answer so tenderly and warmly every time, even though it is clear that there are thorns ahead, "I have said it many times, but you have never Really listen."

"Then tell me now, you love me, I love Christine, what are these two feelings!"

Eric growled.

"Do you really want to hear it?" Enid's eyes were almost neither sad nor happy.She closed her eyes deeply, and sighed slowly: "They...are not normal."

"It's not normal, it's not normal!" Eric smiled strangely and nodded.

"They all... come from their own imperfect desires."

"I don't know what I have for you to desire," Eric replied sarcastically.

"But don't you know?" said Enid. "Soul, Eric, soul. I love your soul, and I want to protect it, not watch you kill it yourself. I even Willing to give you my own. Soul."

"This will go back to our previous question. You think that I am killing my own soul by talking about a normal relationship. How contemptuous and arrogant are you to me? Do you never believe that I can have a normal relationship? love?" Eric said.

They're all trying to calm down, they're both trying to have a fairly peaceful conversation, but they can't.Both were long overdue: Enid knew that this might be the only time she'd ever spoken, so she spun out and stabbed at the wound.And since Eric restored his face, he has never felt panic in his heart.This emotion became stronger and stronger, and finally turned into venom, burst out and spewed out, and grafted into hatred.

Maybe after today they will keep silent about what happened in the underground palace, and they will still be gentle and friendly friends on the surface.Therefore, at this moment, they tore the ground more and more happily, desperately stabbing the scar.

"No, it's not that I don't believe it." Enid said, "It's that the so-called normal love doesn't match your soul. Eric, you have put too much burden on your so-called normal love, and where are you? The kind and weak heroine has placed too many expectations. Once she refuses to respond and your expectations fail, your world will collapse, and your last body will not be able to maintain it, even if your soul has already died before that. One step away. Eric! You can't do that, you can't just..."

"She won't reject me, I know she has always loved me. She was just fascinated by the young viscount for a while, and frightened by the darkness of the underground. I have withdrawn for her, and I have created a new one for her. Angel of music. She will love me and be obsessed with me, she will guide me to the light of love, and I will give her the comfort of eternal confusion. We love each other and will never be separated."

"Your singing can't be poured out to her, it's silted up in my heart. The most beautiful things have begun to rot, leaving only a hoarse memory. She may not be timid and timid, nor may she be inattentive, but you will inevitably force her Crazy yourself to drive your lover crazy. Erik, I hate to say this because it would seem like a threat, but only my soul can make it up to you."

"Only my soul can make up for you, only my ears can hear you, only my lips can meet you...and kiss you. Eric. I love you, I know and love you better than anyone else."

They finally looked calm until now, but that was just a false mask—Enid’s sadness was smiling, Eric was no longer angry, he just didn’t want to really listen and think, he was essentially Close the door to communication.

This enabled him to say, almost tenderly:

"Thank you, Enid. But I told you I love Christine. Nothing in this world can change my mind. I appreciate your help, but I can't repay your love."

But Enid murmured: "Even if she never loves you?" If in Eric's eyes, his love for Christine is unquestionable and unshakable, then the only thing he still has a little doubt about is It's whether or not Kristen will reciprocate his love.

Enid could only ask this, she couldn't just let it go.

Eriksson said coldly: "If that's the case, then the greatest destruction comes from love." In his nature, he may have never been saved as she said, and he has always been the Phantom of the Opera rather than the angel of music.However, that doesn't need to be either.

Either give him Christine, and he reconciles with the world.Either take away his love and let him sweep everything with the magic of death.

With the wildest music!

Enid: "...you, we could have spent our final days peacefully."

"But you ruined everything." Eric said to himself, and there was a trace of pity in his eyes at the moment, "Enid, I never thought of this. I thought you would be my most gentle and steadfast." Best friend—why do you love me? And why do you say it?" He sighed and looked at her reproachfully.

Enid's eyelashes trembled slightly: "But how do you want me to watch you fall into the mud, and finally throw a throw that is destined to be ashes..."

"No one needs your rescue." Eric said coldly, "I was chasing my love, and you told me I was chasing destruction, and you told me I couldn't love! Me and Christine were a mistake? Come on, what do you want to do? Tell me what you want to do? Anyone can replace me in doubting your position. I don't intend to hurt you, but you really shouldn't say these words. "

"...Eric." Enid's heart throbbed, she said dumbly, "I just don't want to look at you..."

"That's really unnecessary, because I would have had a good time." Eric sneered, and then he might realize that his attitude was blunt, and he softened his tone a little, "Why do you do this? We are just friends who met by chance. I am concerned and meticulous, but it makes me suspicious. Enid, these are unnecessary, as long as we both keep the final boundary."

The final limit?But you can clearly see that the boundary has become blurred and tends to be destroyed.Like a small thread paved with ashes, the wind blows and it disperses, and it can no longer be seen.

"The Boundary Bridge has been burned," Enid said.

"What?" Eric didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing." Enid smiled."You really don't love me," she said.

Eric: "...you finally understand?" Feeling lost.

He suddenly felt guilty. He didn't want to hurt her, after all, she had been so kind to him.In fact, Christine was his reverse scale, and he lost his composure.He thought he should apologize to her.

Enid still said with a quiet expression: "...At least there is no hope at this time."

"What?" Eric grabbed a small tail in her words, and he was unhappy again, "Didn't you say to be a friend and stop mentioning this? Please, even if you are not happy for me, at least Don't force me to repent every day." His tone was so lively, so vivid, unprecedented, and full of hope.

At the same time the other is drawn from all hope of love.

Enid looked at him and smiled.

"Not anymore," she said softly, "Don't worry, Eric, never again."

Eric finally laughed.

He smiled so happily and contentedly, like a child, innocent and cruel, with green eyes shining.

He came over and took her hand: "Come on, I'll take you to another place, I'm familiar with this place." Purely innocent.

Enid's eyes drooped slightly.

The last effort had failed, so... there was nothing left between her and Eric except the promise of the premiere of Daughter of the Sea.

There is nothing left.

He staggered again, his body seemed to be getting worse and worse.The curse was already approaching his heart, but there was a translucent warm smile on his face.

Only one promise left, and one last promise left.

She will do it no matter what.