Be the C heroine in a famous book [Quick Transmigration]

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Eric is the name of the phantom. Could it be that the phantom has been here?

She resisted the desire to look back, thinking that the phantom might be watching her not far away, and immediately put down the flower as if nothing had happened, as if it was a gift from an ordinary fan.

She didn't expect that the Phantom would appear so soon, could it only be said that she was indeed a "music angel"?

Mason came in quickly, and she said awkwardly: "Miss, Viscount Henry is here..."

Viscount Henry?Carlota froze for a moment, this person was the original owner's lover.

In this era, affairs of female singers with aristocrats were common, especially if the aristocrat was single.

Having a suitor is also a proof of charm for a singer, and she seems to have no reason to refuse?

"Let him wait for a while." She smiled thoughtfully, sometimes a man still needs a competitor.

Mason went out immediately, presumably trying to appease Viscount Henry.

Carlotta looked at herself in the mirror. At this time, she was still wearing stage makeup, with exaggerated hairstyle and makeup. Except for her hair and eyes, her appearance was almost invisible.

She first took off the thick wig, wiped off the makeup on her face, and revealed a charming face.

Then she came to the full-length mirror seemingly unintentionally, and dropped the gypsy costume she was wearing to the ground. She seemed to hear something hitting the wall.

It appears that ghosts are also men.

It was also at this time that she was sure that Phantom was really spying on her.

In the underground of the opera house, life must be very boring, except for wearing a mask to go shopping, the way he passes the time is probably eavesdropping and peeping.

Thinking about it that way, it feels kind of wretched.

Under the genius design of the Phantom, the entire opera house is in a maze. He can come and go freely and is the "king" of the opera house.

His outstanding talent and tragic fate resulted in his conceited and inferior personality.He thought he was a "ghost" and despised life, killing so many people that he had no way out in the end.

He liked Christine partly because of her voice.He thought of himself as the voice, and Christine's voice made him suddenly interested and possessive.

And now, Carlotta's unique singing style must have attracted him.

Interest is the harbinger of love, now, she needs to show a difference from those coquettish sluts, and transform possessiveness into love.

She straightened her collar and opened the door. Mason was guarding the door at this time. Behind her was a young man in gorgeous clothes.

Carlotta couldn't see his face clearly, and thought he was young because he had a good figure and his speech was more energetic.

The door closed again, and Mason consciously guarded the door.

"Carlotta, my dear, you are so beautiful." Viscount Henry breathed heavily, and took her hand to his mouth, and he seemed about to kiss her.

The chief's dressing room is very luxurious. In addition to several three-dimensional wardrobes, there is also an oversized dressing table and a small bed for resting.

Gas lamps hissed against the walls, especially in the quiet room.

Suddenly, one of the gas lamps suddenly fell from the wall, and the glass hit the floor with a crisp sound.

The two people in the room were stunned for a moment, and they all looked over.The lamp fell to the ground and went out quickly, and the broken glass shone in the light.

"Never mind it, honey." Henry quickly turned his attention back to Carlotta, who had never felt so beautiful to him, and he was almost in love with her.

He bent down again, his lips were almost touching the back of her delicate white hand, only to hear another crisp sound.

This time, he was finally startled.

Because the lamp fell right at his feet, he could almost feel the sharpness of the glass piercing his shoe.

The first time can be said to be an accident, so what about this time?

He straightened up immediately, and kept scanning the distance between the wall and the two broken lamps.

The first light fell against the wall, so he thought it was an accident.But the second lamp, it is at least two meters away from the wall, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for it to fall so far naturally.

So, there must be a third person in the room.

He immediately glanced at Carlotta sensitively, and immediately thought of some gossip.It is not uncommon for men to be jealous and even fight over female singers.

Could it be that Carlotta has found other lovers in private?

He immediately let go of Carlota's hand, rummaged around in the room, and pulled out a dagger that he carried with him, ready to kill him at any time.

"Come out, you gutter mouse."

"Coward, coward, come out."

His tone became more and more exasperated, the closet was turned into a mess, and he had already walked to a table.

Carlotta frowned at Henry, a little disgusted with him.The male lead of the two worlds finally spoiled her. This kind of impatient man is not in line with her aesthetics.

And if he continues to curse, it is likely to anger Phantom, and it would be bad if he killed someone.

"Henry, what are you doing? There's no one you're looking for here." She sat down on the chair, her tone calm and indifferent.

Henry searched around but found nothing, and returned to her with some frustration. He looked at Carlotta and said guiltily, "Carlotta, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."

"You think I'm hiding a man here?" She took the opportunity to be a little annoyed, and pushed away his hand.

"No, me, tonight is really evil." Henry looked at the lamp that almost hit him again, with lingering fear.

"Honey, let's get out of here? I prepared a gift for you, come with me to see?" Henry left with some urgency, and spent the spring evening with Carlotta.

Carlotta squinted at him, noncommittal, she really wanted to know what else Phantom could do.

She didn't think it was an accident that the two lamps fell suddenly just now. In fact, there was indeed a third person in the room, and Phantom was hiding somewhere.

Her eyes were so charming, as if holding a river of spring water, with a hint of provocation, which almost made Henry forget to breathe.

He couldn't wait to hold her hand, and when he walked to the door, the table suddenly fell down and directly hit his feet.

"Oh, it hurts." A pig-like scream came from Henry's mouth. He squatted on the ground, holding his feet and screaming.

When Mason heard the movement, he immediately opened the door and came in. Seeing the viscount in a panic, he was a little flustered.

"Mason, go find a doctor." Carlotta finally saw the perverted possessiveness of the Phantom, and she didn't dare to go to check it, so she could only stand there with a worried expression.

Mason didn't care about his master's weirdness, and immediately ran out to find a doctor.At this time, the two managers learned what happened and came to the scene.

Things are really weird today. First, Box No. [-] of the Earl and his wife was haunted, and now Mr. Viscount was inexplicably injured.

Debion and Pollini looked at each other, determined to find out the troublemaker behind the scenes and maintain the image of the opera house.

The doctor came soon and diagnosed that the Viscount suffered a fracture and needed to stay in bed for a while to recuperate.Not to mention how the two managers apologized, the Viscount was quickly taken home by his servants.

"Miss Carlotta, don't be afraid, I'll change you to a dressing room immediately, and you can move there tomorrow." Debien looked at Carlotta with a very gentle tone. Now that she is the cash cow of the opera house, she must not go out. error.

Whatever Phantom wants to do, it doesn't matter where she moves to.But Carlotta didn't refuse, because according to her personality, she didn't know the phantom, and of course she would change rooms under normal circumstances.

After changing the room, Phantom can also follow, which doesn't affect her hooking up with him at all.

"Okay, then I'll trouble the manager." She smiled gracefully and reservedly, and then left the opera house.

At this time, the moon was already in the sky, and the streets of Paris gradually became deserted, with only a few scattered carriages and a few pedestrians.

Many tall trees were planted beside the road, and the moonlight sprinkled their hazy silhouettes on the street. Every time they passed by, they looked like ghosts.

Carlotta was sitting in the carriage, casually scanning the street, and suddenly his eyes were fixed.

On the right side of the Opera House, at the door of the Longchamp Church, a tall figure in a black cloak and a white mask stood there.

He was looking at herself, those dark eyes were like black holes, she felt a moment of horror and her scalp went numb.

He must be the Phantom.

The carriage quickly passed the street, turned the corner, and stopped in front of a hotel where she stayed in Paris.

Carlota is a singer who traveled from Spain to France. When she was selecting the principal of the Paris Opera House, she defeated many contestants and was elected successfully.

After tonight, she could talk to the opera about her treatment, and she preferred private quarters, although hotels were convenient.

Mason prepared her bath water and pajamas, and went to the side to report. Carlotta was the only one left in the room.

She walked to the window, opened the heavy curtains, opened the window a little, and saw a small balcony outside, planted with a few pots of flowers and plants, faintly smelling of irises and tulips.

Below the balcony was Lawton Street, which was very quiet and deserted at the moment.

Carlotta took a breath of late spring, picked up the pajamas on the bed and went to the bathroom.

The smell of essential oil permeated the entire bathroom, and she fell asleep after soaking in the warm hot water.

In the dimness, there seemed to be a gust of wind blowing, and the sound of the curtains beating against the window sill was a bit dull.

Carlotta woke up with a start and found that the water temperature had dropped.She came out of the bathtub, shivered, and immediately put on her bathrobe to warm herself up again.

The lamp in the bedroom emits a warm glow, and sheds a thin layer of gauze on the red bed sheet.She lifted the quilt, lay on the bed, glanced at the balcony inadvertently, and found that a section of the curtain ran outside.

As if to prevent being woken up by the sound of the curtains flapping in the middle of the night, she got out of bed again and went behind the window.

At this moment, her clothes were loosely draped over her body, revealing her fair neck and a small piece of snow-white chest, which were dazzling under the moonlight.Her golden curly hair was gently brushed over her chest by the breeze, and she seemed to feel a little itchy, and she gently brushed her hair behind her ears.

Her movements are very gentle, with a charming and seductive aura, like a seductive water demon. If a man sees it, he may easily fall into obsession.

She seemed to be finally going to sleep, the dark red quilt wrapped her tightly, and for a moment, he felt a little jealous of it.

She slept deeply, and her light breath was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers, permeating every corner of the room.

A piece of black clothes came to the bedside, and her eyes gradually enveloped her.

First, her golden curly hair exudes a charming luster under the light, and then her pair of tightly closed green eyes, when awake, are flowing with waves that make a man fascinated.

Just like that bold Viscount Henry, who almost got lost under these eyes today and became her slave.

And her cheeks with a slight blush, like the singing of roses, are charming and charming.

The last is the cherry red lips. When singing, it is like a devil's kiss, which makes people sink, and when it is quiet, it is as fragrant as petals, which is coveted.

Carlotta was in a light sleep at first, because she guessed that the Phantom would return tonight, so she couldn't sleep peacefully.

But what she didn't expect was that she quickly lost consciousness, fell into a deep sleep, and had a dream.

In the dream, there was a man whose face could not be seen clearly. He stood in front of her, and at first he just stared at her like a stone sculpture.

Then, he moved slowly, stroking her hair, her forehead, her cheeks, and finally her lips.

In a trance, hot breath sprayed on her face, and she guessed in her dream that maybe he was kissing her.But she didn't feel the warm touch, and she wasn't sure if he kissed her or not.

When she woke up from the dream, she found herself lying on the bed and fell asleep without knowing it.

She was a little surprised and fell asleep by herself. According to her original thinking, tonight is very important, as long as she stays awake.

She guessed that if Phantom was interested in her, she would probably chase her to the hotel.If so, she can adjust her subsequent behavior.

How do you hunt if you don't know your prey?

But now something unexpected happened, which disrupted her steps a bit.Phantom, have you ever been here?

She looked at the window, it was still the same as before going to bed, the curtains were still in the same position, nothing had changed.

Hasn't the Phantom been here?

No, something is wrong.She carefully recalled the memories before going to bed, and found that the fragrance in the room was too strong.

She has always liked light fragrances, and the amount of essential oils is not much, but the room is filled with strong fragrances.

Smelling this fragrance, she felt a deep drowsiness hit her, and barely woke up.

So, here comes the Phantom.

It's just that he used spices to hypnotize her in advance, and then sneaked in after she fell asleep.

The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she looked at the window, which she opened on purpose.The phantom was really good, and she became a "flower picker" once.

It's already midnight, and we will continue to hook up tomorrow, so we must be in a good state.She let the drowsiness invade, and soon fell asleep in the fragrance.