[The Phantom of the Opera] Boundary Bridge

"Which sleazy author wrote this frenzied verse?"

During the busy preparations before the performance, Eric couldn't help but feel restless and kept wandering backstage.He picked up the "Don Juan" he had composed meticulously, and threw it on the ground fiercely, saying as if to vent.

It's messed up, all messed up.Eric was in a state of disarray, and somehow he felt that something was getting out of control, like a wild horse running wild.And he was tied to the rein of fate, dragged along all the way, involuntarily...

He made up his mind and once again told himself to strengthen his faith and love.Then he stepped onto the stage with inexplicable apprehension.

……

After all the dust had settled, Eric realized what was causing his previous hesitation and pain.

He stood there in a daze, feeling that everything was so ridiculous.The picture of Christine and Raul hugging and kissing kept appearing in his mind, and their reprimand was like a slap in the face.Eric had never known so clearly for a moment-he would never win Christine's love.If before he could use his ghostly singing voice and whole-hearted fanaticism as bargaining chips, he doesn't have any of these now.

He felt unspeakably tired.The heart seemed to be called home, but Eric knew that Enid must have left at this time.What's more, even if she hasn't left yet, what face will he have when he returns to her after losing?

When dragging his heavy body back to the villa, Eric would never have imagined that the first thing he saw was the figure of Enid lying in the snow.

"Enid!" he exclaimed, then threw himself on her and hugged her, tears rolling down in terror.

……

Enid isn't dead yet, but she's in bad shape.Her breathing was weak and her face was pale. Eric stood by her bed, tightly holding her cold and thin fingers, staring at the slightly rising chest without blinking, as if it was his heartbeat.

"Enid, Enid." He said the name silently, his heart hurt like a knife.

Eric never expected to see Enid again, but that wasn't the kind of meeting he was expecting.She fell in the snow like an iceman.When he first saw her, he almost thought she was out of breath.Many details that were usually overlooked came to mind, and it was only then that Eric realized how serious Enid's situation was.

Did she even have the strength to walk out of here?But...but if she doesn't leave, she will die!

Eric's heart was sour, he knew that Enid had to go out by herself to fight against the backlash of that oath, and she had to cut off her attachment to him.In it, he seems to be unable to do anything for her, completely powerless, even her hindrance.He was worried and anxious at the same time.At this moment, he couldn't care about his emotions anymore, all he wanted was to wake her up.

"Is that so? Do you really want to wake her up at all costs?"

At this time, he heard a familiar voice. Eric was surprised first and then pleased. He turned his head, still tightly holding Enid's hand on the couch: "Witch! It's you!"

The figure of the old witch gradually emerged, leaning on a long dead stick.

Eric couldn't care less, even if every time the witch appeared, it would bring him salvation and longer-term pain by drinking poison to quench his thirst.She seemed to have come here specifically to torture him, or to torture his desire.But now, this is the only possible way to save her——

"Save her." He begged, "Save her, I can give you anything in exchange."

The witch didn't make things difficult for him this time.

"It's just—" she pointed suspiciously at the corner of Enid's lips that was still smiling while sleeping on the couch, "Are you sure this is what she really wanted? Are you sure she really wanted it when she woke up?" Can it respond to your wish? What's more, you see, isn't she already happy and peaceful now, and has reached the peace of her soul? Eric, do you really want to wake her up?"

Eric had a thought: "Please, count me as selfish." He choked up and said, "I didn't think—I didn't want to be able to do anything with her, I don't expect forgiveness, and I don't expect the future. I Just want her to live. Please, help me."

The witch said: "Well, anyway, you are the one who paid the price." Her black hood was drawn down, covering her dark eyes, and no one could see clearly what was going on in her mind, "Here, take another Some of your blood."

According to Eric, without hesitation, he immediately took the knife and stabbed it in the heart, and carefully filled the bowl again.The knife wound on his heart had only barely healed, but now he was newly wounded, and the blood spattered from the wound for a while, it was really tragic.But he was only pale, he groaned twice, shook his body, and did not fall down after all.

Daloga left some medicine for heartache. Eric managed to stop the bleeding and bandaged the wound. He made sure that he would not die from blood loss, so he immediately turned to the witch: "What should I do? Feed her to drink Is it?" The action seemed to be done immediately.

"Just pour it on her heart." The witch said flatly, "She had exhausted too much energy and blood before, and she had to rely on a bowl of heart blood from her beloved to make up for the deficit. It's just—"

Wrinkled lips showed a malicious smile: "It's just that I don't know whether the current girl can still afford the word "beloved". Because according to my opinion, she has let go of her love the night before." .” Like gloating.

Eric's heart skipped a beat.

"I'll have to try." He paused for a moment, then said resolutely: "...No matter what."

After that, he ignored the hidden worries in his heart, and directly lifted the porcelain bowl containing his heart's blood to Enid's chest.Eric reached out to undo her bodice, but his hands were shaking violently.

The witch was impatient with his looking forward and backward, so she stretched out her long crutch and knocked over the porcelain bowl, blood splashed out.Eric was frightened and angry, and just about to question, he found that all the bright red blood fell into her heart and disappeared without even staining her clothes.Enid's heart was glowing with a faint golden halo.

"It is done," said the Witch. "Now, just wait until she wakes up."

Eric felt a burst of ecstasy that was almost exhilarating, but he still didn't leave Enid's bed, staring greedily at the pale cheek, and couldn't give the witch any attention.

It took him a long time to realize the thrilling moment just now, and asked with a pale face:

"Then, if I fail..." He couldn't say, "Is there no other way to save her?" In such a short time, where can I find a so-called "sweetheart" for her!As far as he knew she had been involved with Egmont, and it was clear that neither Enid nor Aurora loved him.

"Then we have to resign ourselves to fate." The witch's face was cold, "She suffered from 'emotional suffering' before, and she also suffered from 'emotional injury'. The reason why I told you that she has let go of her love is precisely because I found this in her body. The two things have disappeared. It's just that she has consumed too much of her heart and soul by suffering emotional injuries before, and she has to rely on the painstaking efforts of her loved ones to make up for it. If you are not that person, then these losses cannot be To make up for it, I can only resign myself to see if she can get through it by herself. However, most of them won't be able to get through it."

Eric was so thankful that he had never been so complacent about her love for a moment, and at the same time ashamed of himself.

"Okay, wait for her to wake up slowly." The witch said with a tired face, "Wait for her to wake up..." Her words stopped again.

Eric didn't notice this.

At this moment, he just held Enid's hands deeply and prayed for her sincerely.Countless happy conjectures flashed through his mind, accompanied by more self-blame and shame, making it difficult for him to be at peace.However, two days in a row, rest assured that his blood was exhausting him too much, Eric finally couldn't resist the drowsiness, and fell asleep beside Enid's bed.

……

early morning.

The sun shines through the snow-falling windows, making it a beautiful winter morning.The snow outside has just begun to melt, and the branches are lowered from time to time, making a soft rustling sound.Two or three birds flew by, chirping.

Eric woke up in this morning light.

Several hours of lying down made his shoulders and neck ache, but the man didn't care about it at all.Because when he looked up, he found that Enid on the bed had woken up and was watching him quietly with those smiling bright blue eyes.

"Enid!" he cried joyfully, bowing his head in shame.But despite the trembling, his hands still held hers tightly, and he refused to let go for a moment.

Enid tilted her head slightly, the quilt was pure white, she seemed to be sleeping in snowflakes, or in clouds, which fit his dream - he had it after the masquerade ball a long time ago, First time dream in my life.

Her cheeks were still white, but a faint blush had appeared.The slightly unfurled unlined garment reveals a graceful neck curve, and the blond hair hangs softly to one side.The lips are pink and soft, but the eyes are as beautiful and clear as a lake in the snow-capped mountains, quiet and distant.

These eyes often make Eric feel peaceful, but also lead to his violence several times.But now facing the owner of these eyes, he only felt ashamed, and Eric held her fingers tightly: "I..."

His words stopped in his throat.

In the morning light, Enid seemed to be smiling. She was so beautiful, with new vitality on her snow-white face, but she was still quiet and elegant.The eyes she looked at him were so calm, but there were also distant feelings in them.

Eric felt his breathing quicken.

It's hard to tell who moved closer to whom first, or that it was just an instinctive attraction, a logical appeal.In the morning light, the two kissed each other.Soft, gentle, with a breath of sunshine.

Eric's body was trembling, and he saw the clouds flying towards him, light and pure, the woman on the clouds, how fine her eyelashes were, how serene her expression was, and how soft her lips were.How unbelievable and natural it all is.Eric put his arm around her waist tremblingly and closed his eyes.

His dream has come true.

……

It wasn't a very intense kiss, at least not like the one they'd had in the snow before.That kiss was intense and lingering, with suffocating affection and erupting passion.But the current one is just the simplest touch of lips, but it makes people feel warm for no reason.The tip of the nose seems to be able to smell the breath of the sun.In the morning light, the two kissed for a long time.

This kiss means nothing, because it promises neither the future nor the present.What does this kiss mean, because at this moment two hearts are so peacefully close, and there is no longer any obstacle between them.The secular and spiritual things are all gone.

"I still want to go far," Enid said.

Eric said, "So, will you allow me to stay with you?"

Enid smiled.When she heard Eric's words, there was no abnormal reaction in her heart, whether it was joy or pain, it seemed that they had disappeared without a trace.But she knows her love is still there, and she finds peace and tranquility in that love.

Two hearts became one, and from then on it would no longer be her shackles and pain.This love will never torment her again, nor will it hinder her steps and cover her distance.

Enid said: "I..." Just as she was about to speak, her eyes suddenly changed, and she pointed at Eric's neck in surprise, "Eric, you here..."

Eric stretched out his hand without knowing it, and touched something cold and silky.

The heart beat fast in an instant, the man squeezed the thing tremblingly, pushed away the sundries on the table with trembling right hand, frantically raised a mirror, and put it in front of his eyes - yes, that's right, This was the black ribbon that had tormented him for so many days!

How could it suddenly appear at this time?Eric was both happy and surprised. Seeing that Enid was still a little confused, he quickly explained to her.In his heart, he probably felt the significance of this matter to the two of them, even though he was extremely anxious, he never pulled it off, but just held the black ribbon tightly to prevent it from disappearing suddenly.

"So that's how it is." Enid thought thoughtfully, "I have a guess... But, you should take it off first."

Eric did as she said.He held Enid's hand tightly with one hand, and fumbled to untie the black ribbon with the other, as if he could draw strength from it, or as if he was just afraid that what was in front of him was a dream.His hands trembled, and his palms were covered with cold sweat.

The black ribbon was finally untied, as if waiting for a world, and as if it was just a few breaths.Eric dropped it impatiently, flung it onto the table like a spitting snake.

His posture after throwing off the black ribbon was sideways to Enid, just avoiding the ugly face that suddenly twisted.Eric felt his body was stiff, and he continued to accumulate courage in his heart before he turned around and joked with Enid as if nothing had happened:

"Look, now you don't have to endure my ugliness alone..."

But what he got instead was Enid's wide-eyed eyes.

"Eric," she said, serious, "your face has changed—it's not ugly at all."

Eric and her looked at each other.

There was another commotion in the room, and it wasn't until Eric looked in all the mirrors he could find in the room that he was sure: his face hadn't really changed back.This can't help but make him worry whether taking off the black ribbon has no effect.

"No." Enid said, "Did you forget that what I saw was your original face?" She took a slight breath, still not very energetic, "But now, Eric, what I saw Already a handsome prince." There was no sarcasm.

With her reminder, Eric finally gave up the urge to go out and howl to see if pedestrians could hear him.

"But, what's going on?" I couldn't figure it out, and I couldn't feel at ease.

"Let's listen to my conjecture first." Enid said, "Let's talk about the matter of the black ribbon first. The heartache, the kiss of true love--" the word made Eric Haoran, but the eyes of the blonde girl were only warm, Without sarcasm, "Don't you find this very familiar?"

"What?" Eric looked up, stunned.

"The Daughter of the Sea," Enid said, "or, "The Little Mermaid." In Andersen's story, Ariel is asked to plunge a knife into the chest of her beloved and restore herself through his blood." and the kiss of true love is an interpretation of the magic of love in many stories, and whether Ariel can have an immortal soul is judged by the prince's love."

This is so similar to the current situation that no one would believe it was a coincidence.

"It's too—too—" Eric was speechless.

Enid smiled instead: "This is a good thing, isn't it? Maybe we happened to meet some conditions and had a strange reaction with Ariel's spirit." She pointed to her throat, her fingers were white and soft, "But , this still has no way to explain why your face is fine in my eyes. Could it be that this time it was not camouflaged, but was truly repaired?"

"Indeed." The voice of the witch suddenly sounded, and the two of them turned their heads together, and found that the old woman was hunched over, with her head lowered to the ground, but she uttered a hissing whisper, "His face has been repaired, and everything Attributed to 'The Magic of Love'."

"This is the blessing left by Ariel, the little mermaid who has gone to heaven, on her singing. Your guess is correct." The witch said to Enid, "Because of her regrets in love and the sublimation of her soul in the end, she I decided to make up for my regrets by blessing my lover's love. Through this blessing, a lover who truly loves each other can break through the seal of any spell and fulfill the desire deep in his heart. What this blessing gives to you is just as special things—to share.”

"Sharing?" Eric muttered, and Enid thought about it.

"Yes, share. Restoring the appearance is just the most insignificant part of the mermaid's blessing." The witch's hoarse voice revealed imperceptible nostalgia, "What the 'mermaid's blessing' really gives you is a kind of love out of love. To connect, untie the shackles and curses on the two of you. From then on, you will share the curse of wandering together. This is like opening a door of convenience for loved ones."

She said: "As long as you wander hand in hand and never stop, this magic will never end. The blessing left by the mermaid on the singing will make Eric restore his singing and appearance for a long time, and it will also make Enid healthy. Beautiful. As long as the love between you does not fade, then this blessing will be with you for life, until the day you die."

The witch thought, she finally sent out this blessing, after she couldn't use it anymore.Maybe Ariel would be happy.

She was silent for a moment, and her mood suddenly darkened again, and then quickly disappeared in place, regardless of the two people who were shocked by the truth she revealed.

"She means..." Enid looked a little complicated.

In fact, she hadn't made up her mind whether to accept Eric's appointment as a companion. In her opinion, it was best to go on the road by herself.The sky is big and the earth is big, if they meet each other by fate, they will be together.If you don't have a chance, you don't have to force it.Before, she had kissed Eric in return for her feelings.But now she still has to be loyal to her heart, nothing is as important as the distance.

But the witch has brought variables to everything.Adding a new figure to the vagrants?And stay with her for the rest of her life?This was a fate that Enid had never imagined she could have since she left home at the age of 17, and she was at a rare loss.

If the witch's words were mixed joy and sorrow for Enid, they were pure joy for Eric.

"Enid!" he yelled, and then felt the joy that could not be concealed in his voice, and quickly suppressed it, before facing her sincerely again, "It seems that it's time to add me to your plan. "

Enid never looked at him, and her voice was a little soft.

"But, you might regret it," she said softly. "Eric, you don't know how hard it is. Most people can't stand it, they will be driven crazy, and they will end up resentful. I don't want you to regret it in the future."

"I don't regret it." Eric said firmly, "Enid, I have regretted enough times in my life in you, you can't make me regret it for the rest of my life. As for the pain? I have lived underground for more than ten years, and Never had the habit of making friends. For me, those were totally bearable. Not to mention, not to mention."

His voice trembled with his eyelids: "You are by my side."

He took her hand again and looked into her eyes: "Enid, let's wander and sing together, won't you?" He smiled, "If you're worried that I'll regret it, you don't have to—" The Phantom of the Opera blinked her eyes, "Because the song that made me feel so painful and fascinated is now bet on you. 'Love lover', I don't plan to bet on that damned black ribbon after I part with you." Will it be forced back on my neck. Mermaids don't shelter a bachelor."

Enid was silent. In this way, it seemed that she really had no reason to drive Eric away, and it was reasonable.Moreover, the biggest hidden worry has also been eliminated, so what else is she afraid of?Are you hurt again?Not to mention that her heart has completely calmed down, and she will no longer be hurt by love.Even Eric, after going through these things, she didn't believe that he would do anything to hurt her again.It's impossible to say that she doesn't mind at all about the past, but she has been able to let it go.So what was she afraid of?

"Ariel is a good girl," Enid said quietly.

"I totally agree with that." Eric hugged her.

They stared at each other for a moment in the morning light, and then smiled in unison.Then they slowly moved closer to each other and kissed again.This kiss is gentle, delicate, and long, as if bathing in a river of love and spending a lifetime.

When they finally parted, the two were panting slightly and their eyes were moist.

Eric said, "Then when shall we leave?" His face was full of smiles.

Enid said: "At least say goodbye to Christine first, they must be worried about me."

"No need." Eric vowed, "I promise, they don't care about us now. Shani proposed to her after I left, and they are busy these days..."

They looked at each other and smiled.

"So—" Enid drew out, "from now on? 'Love will never end.'"

"'Flying with the singing'." Eric answered, with undeniable affection in his eyes, full of sadness and tenderness.

In their voices, there seems to be the fragrance of wild flowers, and the fresh air of the grass and trees in the wilderness that is unique to the world.The glaciers in the distance are gradually thawing, and the stream is gurgling.Together they are calling—

If the heart is in love with the hometown, the distance is the way back.

--Finish--

The author has something to say: *So far, all the endings of the third edition have been released, I hope everyone is satisfied.

Graveyard Song is the first version of the ending I set up, and it is also the "true ending".It has the beauty of tragedy, but at the same time it is a kind of gratifying perfection. It follows the temperament of the full text and responds to the ideological and emotional details left by the previous part.It has the most complete plot.

The second and third editions are not as shocking as the first edition, but there are merits.However, for angels who appreciate be, they may be regarded as a supplement and reflection on the story of Christine/Shani, which is a completely different ending from the first edition.The epilogue released later will follow the second and third endings, not the first.

The second edition is gentler than the first edition. Although the direction of the story is slightly reversed, the overall spirit is still inherited.As for our third edition, it is really... the legendary forced he hahahahahahaha, the combination of heart blood and true love kiss is very vulgar, but since they are all from the original book of The Little Mermaid, then I will treat it as my own. back)

In fact, at the beginning, I tried to arrange foreshadowing in the previous article so that he would not be too obtrusive.But maybe because he and the temperament of this article are too contradictory, or maybe because of my own limited talent, the final "blessing" I wrote can only be regarded as a compromise result.Later, I deleted the foreshadowing again, so as to maintain the coherent tragic atmosphere of the text.

As for the third ending of giving up myself, let it be abrupt, at least I gave candy to the little angels of the he party to prove that I am still kind (not).Anyway... I'm not afraid that you will beat me to death and say that this article belongs to my world. Even if the setting is thrown out in the last chapter, as long as it does not conflict with the previous article, it will be automatically filled into the world view.After all, Tracy, the winner in life who got all of Eric's inheritance, didn't have a name until the last Chapter 2, didn't she?

I really love Enid, I love Eric, and I love this story.Often ashamed of poor writing, not being able to tell the story better.Many places that should be concise and powerful are too complicated, and many places that should be deep and strong are too pale.I am really grateful to everyone who accompanied me to finish this lyrical prose. All your praises are worthy of me.

The only touching thing I think is...I knew the end of this post almost [-] years ago, but I ended up writing it anyway!Clap clap!Applause for me!

Damn, there is still an epilogue before the end. How can I write the award (?) testimonial, so hurry up.

So, wait a minute, and release the final epilogue immediately.Then, this article is officially over.

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