[The Phantom of the Opera] Boundary Bridge

It was a volcanic kiss!

Eric held Enid tightly in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her lips frantically and forcefully.Heavy, fiery, full of erupting passion and longing that burns into the soul.His hand inserted into her dull blond hair, brushing across her pale and bloodless face, as if lava flowed back and then exploded.He kissed her, kissing her with ecstasy and grief that dominated his body and mind.

And it was the first time for Enid to give such an intense response. Her lips were kissing his twisted or beautiful lips, intense, forceful, hasty, bitter, and decisive.It doesn't matter whether it's true or false at this moment, it's the soul and lust that's caught.The wind and snow poured in, and the passionate kiss between the two was like an erupting volcano!

Suddenly, Eric opened his eyes.As if waking up from a dream, he suddenly pushed Enid away!

"Why did you come here!"

He snapped angrily.

Enid staggered back a few steps from his push.She was much paler and faded than the last time we met, and she was like a wilting withered leaf in the wind and snow.She stopped and looked at him without saying a word.With her painful and melancholy blue eyes, there seemed to be a soft sigh from her lips.

Eric's expression was uncertain, he was panting heavily, his face was so horrible that it was inhuman, and he was filled with shock and anger.He stared closely at her pale face, which had softened a lot, as if two thunderbolts were about to burst out from his eyes.

The expression was like a beast that had degenerated into a monster. When it saw its former master, it couldn't help being ashamed and angry. The brutal temperament and extreme shame and anger combined together, and finally turned into an impulse to destroy and push away desperately.

Eric stared at her with eyes that seemed to be bleeding.But his trembling jaw and teeth spit out the words clearly and coldly, word by word, as soon as he uttered them, they were frozen into ice cubes by the cold wind and smashed to pieces on the ground.

He said, "What are you doing back here!"

The voice is trembling and hatred of gnashing teeth, wrapped in resolute anger and disbelief.And every word that comes out is like a cold knife piercing into the hearts of two people at the same time.It was so cold that people shivered.

Behind Enid was the sky full of wind and snow, and her gray robe was flapping by the wind, as if the shadow was about to break free from the shackles of her body and dance wildly.The whole person looked weak and thin, like a pale ghost stuck in the snow, about to be swallowed by the wind, snow and ghosts.

After being away for more than half a year, her complexion is even worse than when she left.It is simply unimaginable how she walked back step by step.His face was as pale as paper, his arms were thin and weak, and his once beautiful blond hair was also eclipsed.It was already very difficult for her to breathe and speak, and from time to time she would face a heart-piercing cough, and her frown showed that the pain on her body was far more than that.This holy, sacrificial and extremely beautiful body has suffered so much pain and is riddled with wounds that it can stand here so peacefully and tenderly.

She called weakly: "Eric..."

She coughed again, covering her sleeves with trembling arms, blocking her lips.

Eric's heart was twisted like a knife, and his face was as cold as ice.

He just repeated blankly: "What are you doing back here?" He was stingy and caring.

The aura between the two of them froze strangely, maintaining a cold and oppressive state, just like the snowstorm that filled the sky.Behind Eric was the warm, burning stove of the house, but he didn't want her to go in and talk.His figure blocked the firelight, and he stared at her face coldly and angrily in the wind and snow, without any warmth, as if he was seeing off a guest.

A hot mist steamed in front of Eric's eyes for a short time, and then quickly dissipated, turning into fine ice slags that froze on his eyelashes.He looked at Enid coldly, his expression and movements all showed a complete break, as if he was not the same person as the one who was kissing fiercely just now.

...and maybe it is.

Enid smiled wryly, and stretched out her hand to tighten the gray robe.Her hood had been blown off by the wind, flying obliquely to the side of her right face.The tightly wrapped robe could not bring her any warmth, but instead highlighted her sickness and thinness.It is conceivable how tortured she has been during these days, but she came back so persistently that she did not hesitate to break her oath because of it...

"I'm here for you." She whispered, finally showing some anxiety and worry in her eyes, gazing carefully at his frozen face.Enid made no secret of her concern and concern, and she looked up at him, so sincere and so melancholy.

"Eric, I got some news, so I have to go back and ask you." She coughed again, the wind and snow made her air cavity uncomfortable, but Eric didn't give in to let her in, A wry smile formed on Enid's lips.

She looked him in the eyes: "Eric, you want to sing Don Juan yourself? What did you trade with the witch again?"

This was the reason why she wanted to come back to see him regardless of her own life.

That day, in a small town on the border of France, Qiufeng delivered a newspaper to Enid, but she only glanced at the headline before her expression changed drastically, and the newspaper fell from her hand in a daze.It wasn't the Phantom's return, or Eric's renewed commitment to Christine, that changed her countenance, all of which she had expected when she left.Enid's mind was disturbed only by the brief sentence in it——

"Composer Eric will sing".

Maybe others are still not sure about the connection between the two identities of "Eric" and "Phantom", just like Christine and the Viscount, even if they have deep doubts, they still have room for Eric's inability to sing.But for Enid, she knew all too well that Eric was the Phantom.And the phantom has lost the ability to sing, and used it to exchange her handsome face with the witch.

Even if it sounds ridiculous, it's true.

Therefore, "Eric" suddenly regained the ability to sing, which had to arouse Enid's attention and concern.She knew that it was impossible for the Phantom to find another Eric to pretend to be him, and "Don Juan" must be the occasion for his showdown with Christine.So, what on earth did he rely on to reverse the deal with the witch before he dared to make the oath of "Eric sings"?

Enid's mind fell into the ice valley.

A deal with a witch is irreversible unless a soul is paid to redeem it.Enid knew this all too well.She knew Eric was desperate to get his singing voice back now, no matter the cost, and she was even more worried that he would do something stupid.

Nothing is more important than the soul, even if Eric thinks the singing is his soul.

Enid is distraught, too worried that Eric has sold his soul to get his singing back, and made some irreversible mistake.Driven by this strong anxiety, she resolutely embarked on the journey back to Paris.

The heart disease that had never really healed before suddenly broke out, and the endless pain rushed to her like a tide, piercing every inch of her skin, causing her extreme pain.Every time she took a step back to Paris, she had to endure extreme pain.This is the backlash of the curse and the mockery of fate.The piercing pain that had been briefly relieved when she left Paris returned with a vengeance, and every sense in her body was sending out strong opposition signals, telling her not to go forward, but to turn back quickly.

Get away from Paris, just turn around and get away from it again, and your pain will ease.Maybe it can't really leave you at this moment, but as long as you stay away from it, it will get better one day.But if you want to go back!You have to go back!Every step you take is like a bloody little mermaid stepping on a sharp knife!What you will endure will be a thousand times the pain you once suffered!

……you will die!you will die!If you go back, you are going to perish!

The backlash of the curse was so violent that she swayed in pain and could barely stand.But even if the palm was pierced, the frown on the pale face was extremely determined.Enid leaned on her stick with difficulty, and she moved step by step in the direction of Paris in the cold autumn wind.Even if it hurts my heart, and burns my body.

Every step she took back was overdrawing her own life, and it was extremely painful.But she is still holding on, and she is still walking forward.Enid was so determined in her heart that she knew what she was doing.

Of course, it is not jealousy, not jealousy out of love.Because Eric pursued Christine Daye with "The Triumph of Don Juan", she couldn't bear it and was relieved, and turned back to ask for answers.No, of course not.

If you think so, you must be underestimating Enid. When she left, she was ready to let go of everything. Even if she still loved each other, she didn't expect it anymore.The jealousy of love is not enough to make her give up her vows to herself, to her heart.And the jealous "go back and ask for an answer" can't change anything at all.Enid was so intelligent and calm that she would never do such a disturbed and chaotic thing.

So what kind of situation is she facing?

This is still a sad story of a mermaid.

The little mermaid fell in love with the human prince, and the prince also fell in love with her, but he refused to admit it for various reasons.The prince intends to marry the princess of a neighboring country to form a political alliance, but the little mermaid belongs to her sea.They finally realized that they couldn't stay in the same world. For a moment, the prince and the little mermaid looked at each other and smiled, even if they didn't say it, they realized love.But this love is followed by giving up.

There is not only love in the world, and not every love will have good results.The mermaid loves her sea more, but the prince loves his country more, they cannot be together.But this doesn't prevent them from ever loving each other sincerely.

After a short love, the two smiled in relief and waved goodbye.The mermaid returns to the sea, while the prince continues to rule his kingdom on land.If there is no accident, the two may not meet again in this life.

But an accident happened.

The mermaid who returned to the sea heard the news that the prince was seriously ill and was about to die.In the face of the sorrow of her lover's death, she couldn't care about anything.Previously, they separated because they knew that mermaids and humans could not really live together, but now that the prince is dying, the previous reason no longer exists.And she still loves him, and he still loves her, so why doesn't she go back and accompany him through the last days of her life, fulfilling this love?

This is probably what happened to Enid.

Although Eric is not as good as the prince in the story, he is willing to admit to himself that he is in love with the mermaid, and he is not terminally ill, but many reasons are the same.When Enid left Paris, even though she still loved Eric, she no longer had the slightest hope of his love.For the rest of their lives, they may each taste their own pain without any intersection.

However, she learned the news that Eric had regained his singing voice strangely, and she could only think of one possibility-Eric betrayed his soul.

It was this terrible possibility that gave birth to strong worries, making Enid embark on the return journey step by step regardless of the piercing pain.The soul she had resolved not to desire was destroyed, and Enid wanted to see him anyway.

The moment she was hugged and kissed by Eric in the snowstorm, Enid knew that she guessed wrong.Maybe there was another way, maybe another deal was negotiated.The person in front of her eyes was still Eric, the Eric she loved, and her soul had not been taken away.She felt slightly relieved, and after she was relieved, the pain was doubled, which almost made her lips turn pale immediately.

It was so good, his soul was still intact.With such an answer, all the suffering she suffered was worth it.

...but she's back, here.She was pushed back in front of him by fate, and returned to the side of the person she loved for a ridiculous and confusing reason.Confronted in the wind and snow, looking for a real answer.

At this moment, it is impossible to distinguish right from wrong and right from wrong.The sharp pain in her heart told Enid that her punishment was not far away.She had a vague premonition that she would never be able to leave Paris again.

Do you regret it?No regrets.At least don't regret coming back for that reason.

In the snowstorm, Enid looked at the familiar and strange soul in front of her eyes, her blue eyes flashed with sadness, and then burst out with warm and sincere joy.She stared at the face of the man in front of her, watching the snow particles hit his white half-face mask.

Enid said softly: "...you are fine."

The wind blew away her words, leaving nothing behind.

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