[The Phantom of the Opera] Boundary Bridge

And Eric was getting impatient.

He scolded in a low voice: "What exactly do you want to ask? You shouldn't have come back!" He spoke quickly and urgently, like a dense rain of raindrops hitting his face, cold.He looked agitated, as if his overall plan had been suddenly destroyed, and he seemed uneasy.

The uneasiness that was almost frightened dilated his pupils, and at the same time intensified his ruthlessness.

Enid was silent.

After a long time, she finally smiled miserably, and said softly:

"...How could I not come back? How could you not know why I came back?"

The moment she set foot on her way home, she had already made the most desperate and pessimistic plan, and now all the ominous things have come true.Enid has long put life and death aside, and she is not afraid of the ending that belongs to Ariel.

However, if she is destined to turn into a corpse, she always has the right to question her once before she dies.About her, between them, truth and love, and utter tragedy.What kind of love can she embrace to meet her own ending.

Enid raised her head slightly, looked at the tall and thin man in front of her, saw the slight change on his face, and there was pity in her eyes.

She said: "What kind of deal did you make with the witch to plan to sing "Don Juan"?" Her words were warm and appropriate, showing concern.

Eric was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt a little guilty under her concern.Although he never moved away, he lowered his head slightly and said in a low voice: "...It's nothing more than a one-shot deal, and I can bear it."

"What is it?" Enid looked at him with concern.

She overturned the terrible guess about the soul when she saw Eric for the first time, but even so she dared not completely ignore it.To get back from the witch what has been sold, even if it is not the soul, the price must be extremely terrible.

Eric was taken aback for a moment, avoided her gaze and said, "Blood?"

"What?" Enid asked, her expression getting serious.

"Drink my own blood, and I can get back my singing all night." Eric said, "This method can only be used once."

that day.

Under Eric's solemn request, the witch finally appeared and talked with him.The old woman first grinned, and then pretended to be crazy and stupid. Under his repeated and firm demands, she finally revealed the solution that was not a solution.

I still remember the old woman laughing and saying:

"For the sake of his true love, you lost your singing voice and changed your appearance. Now, in order to get your singing voice back, you are going to deceive others' feelings. This deception still depends on your singing voice... Hahaha! Hahaha!... How ridiculous! "

Eric looked gloomy, he hated being poked at the center of things by others, but this person was a witch who acted extremely strangely, which made him helpless.He could only swallow his anger and forcefully said:

"... I just want to sing Don Juan on the day of the premiere."

"Hee hee! Ha ha! Do you think you are really a Don Juan, showing off the kiss of true love?" The witch taunted, "That's all, that's all! Who told me that I was born to love to make deals with fools, and see how they regret it." In the midst of it, it's not fun to struggle. Now you have a plan, but you don't know what you look like! Hee hee! Haha!"

"I'll teach you a method: wait until the day of the premiere, a few hours before the stage. You take a quick dagger and stab yourself in the heart. It doesn't need to be deep, and the blood will flow out into a small medicine." Just a bowl. Then you drink that, all of it! Your throat will be on fire, and then you will briefly regain your natural voice, so that everyone can hear it! But this method can only be used once, only You can use the time for a few songs that night. After the premiere of "Don Juan", even if your blood is drained, you can't get back your singing without the girl's true love kiss! Hee Hee! Haha!"

"Crazy woman!" Eric yelled, but he shut up and took the idea.

Enid listened to him quietly, and finally understood the cause and effect.

Although Eric omitted some of the witch's crazy words, leading to ambiguity, most of them can always guess it.The painstaking effort is the most important part of the medicine introduction in many ancient prescriptions.If it's just for one night's singing, it's justified.

Even if it hurts a little, it is still within the acceptable range.She sighed softly, and felt a bit cold in her bones while she was relieved.

Raising his head, he found that Eric was looking at her with hesitant eyes, and he unconsciously said in a gentle tone, "Do you think...?" Finally, I guessed something.

Enid then said bluntly: "I only know one way to get back what I sold, and that is to give my soul to trade." Although I only said this, the second half of the sentence "I heard that you I want to sing, I am very worried" is also obvious.

But now, Eric finally understood why Enid rushed back despite everything.

He was transfixed.

—I regard your soul as a treasure.She doesn't say a word, but she is practicing this in every word and deed.

Maybe it was a gem that didn't belong to her, and she loved it so much that she didn't want to possess it.But when he mistakenly thought that the gem was about to be broken, he insisted on saving it.

Knowing this, Eric felt cold all over, hot and cold, and almost let out a cry of grief.

His lips trembled, his bones trembled, and his whole body was immersed in this unimaginable absurdity and grief.The extremely cold and vicious emotion was like a snake crawling up his back, making his trembling lips force out violent words.But suddenly—

He thought of that kiss again.

She hugged his neck and kissed him.Such an intense longing, like flames falling everywhere.Lava, sun, sea of ​​fire!What didn't he think about at that moment?He would have kissed her in flames, would have devoured her and been devoured.In the flames, in the burning passion and the brutal kissing, his... her love was so hopeless that it burned out.

Eric's body went from cold to hot.He can't speak, how can he speak?

At that moment, the wind and snow all over the sky seemed to freeze.In the boundless cold and freezing, the gloomy affection suddenly burned like a raging fire, and the tide came and went to submerge them, creating the deep pain of looking at each other.

Eric and Enid looked into each other's eyes, both weighed down by the weight of their affection.

——However, it is not only fate that stands between them!

After such a long time, Enid finally took a step forward slowly in the wind and snow.

Her plain face is clean and beautiful, and the faint candlelight in the room, together with the snow light, makes her face almost transparent.The blue blood vessels and slender bones are faintly visible, making people feel terrifying for a moment.

Eric was genuinely terrified, panicked, but there was nothing he could do.He could only open his mouth, waiting in a daze.

Waiting for her to speak first, mentioning the question that cannot be avoided but must be denied...

"You know." She looked at him fixedly, half crying and half smiling, but calm and determined, Enid said, "You love me."