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

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It was impossible for Carlotta to agree to Rand's marriage proposal. She was about to speak, but felt a little disobedient.

She raised her head sensitively, and saw a rope slowly sliding down behind and above Rand. Under the crystal lamp, it looked extraordinarily horrifying.

It's the Phantom, it must be him!

He actually forgot his promise and was about to kill someone.But he just promised her that he would respect life.

At this moment, she really wanted to swear.

But she restrained herself and said, "Yes, I love him, Eric, his name is Eric."

Sure enough, the rope stopped, and she continued, "I can't marry you, Simon."

Rand had already been absorbed by her words, and he didn't even notice the strange expression on her face, nor did he look back.

He was rejected again, and smiled wryly: "In that case, I wish you all the best."

Just when the two people in the hall were surprised, his wry smile quickly turned into sarcasm: "You must want me to say that, Carlotta?"

He raised his hand to stroke her face, and said in a low voice, "Carlotta, it's impossible for me to give up on you."

His tone was full of possessiveness and obsession, Carlotta felt a little uncomfortable and frowned.

"I think we should go, I'm tired." She put his hand down, turned and walked out.

Phantom has been hiding there, although she temporarily comforted him, but he will soon realize that she is lying.

Because she just saw the rope, from the phantom's angle, she could see her face.

Although she did not love Rand and would not accept the marriage proposal, Phantom might not believe it.

His heart is very sensitive, and his behavior can easily get out of control.

Therefore, let Rand leave quickly to avoid a life crisis.

Seeing that she had walked out the door, Rand glanced back and followed her out.

It was already midnight at this time, and Carlotta was already drowsy when he returned to his residence.

She watched Rand's carriage leave, looked at the balcony, and then lay down on the bed to sleep.

"You saw me, Carlota." Phantom's voice was hoarse.

His black figure looked very ethereal under the moonlight, and he stood there not daring to approach, as if he was a little timid.

She didn't look back, but just asked, "Mr. Phantom, what are you doing here so late?"

"You're angry, Carlotta," he whispered.

"You actually knew that I would be angry?" She turned around and said with a hint of sarcasm.

He stood at the window, like a bewildered child, looking away hastily to the ground.

"Why don't you speak?" Carlota frowned.

He looked up, saw her so angry, and whispered: "I'm sorry, Carlotta, I broke my promise."

He took a step forward and said again: "I'm sorry, but I have no other choice."

"So, did you choose to kill because you were forced to do so?" She took a deep breath, trying to suppress her anger.

"I'm sorry, but I don't want you to marry him." As he spoke, he seemed to gain some courage and walked up to her.

He looked at her deeply, seeing that there was still a hint of anger on that face, and tried to raise his hand to touch her.

She immediately pushed his hand away, turned around and walked a few steps, and then said coldly: "So, you are not ready to keep our agreement?"

If Phantom is allowed to kill like this, it will eventually cause immeasurable impact, and she has no control over what will happen then.

"No." He immediately objected loudly, with a hint of fear, "The agreement is valid, I'm sorry."

"Really? How can I believe you?" She turned her head and looked at him with scrutiny.

Phantom was a little panicked. He grabbed his cloak tightly and stared at her closely: "The promise is valid, Carlotta. I will never break my promise again, never."

"But you have already broken your promise today, how can you guarantee that you won't make the same mistake?" She asked with a hint of doubt.

He said aggrievedly: "I can't tolerate him taking you away, Carlotta. As long as he doesn't invade my territory, I won't appear in front of him again."

"Your territory?" She felt a little strange.

He wasn't talking about the opera house, because there were a lot of people there.

Instead of explaining, he asked, "Carlotta, you'll never promise him, will you?"

What happened today finally made him suspicious. Did she really refuse to agree to the marriage proposal, or did she refuse because of his threats?

He was so eager to figure this out that he was a little eager, which made her feel a little disgusted.

"It's my freedom, you shouldn't ask me that." She refused to answer the question.

He was silent for a while, and then laughed at himself: "Yes, I am not qualified to ask you. I am a monster, a ghost, what right do I have to ask you these things?"

Seeing that he seemed to have been hit, but he felt sorry for himself, Carlotta couldn't bear it.

But before she could comfort him, Phantom had regained his strength, and his emotions became very agitated.

"But I love you, Carlotta, I love you." He walked up to her and looked at her with all kinds of emotions in his eyes.

This is a desperate courage, but also an impulse to fly moths to a flame.

"I love you. I have fallen in love with you since the first time I saw you and heard your singing." His voice seemed to be alive, making her look at him unconsciously and intently.

"Carlotta, I love you." He raised his hand to caress her face and said confidingly, "I love you, I dare not even imagine losing you, I dare not lose you, life would be meaningless in that way. "

"I beg you, give me a little mercy, just like you said, love me again." He took her hand and put it on his intact face, making her feel the moisture there.

He didn't know when, but he had already shed tears, and the cool tears fell on her hands, as if they had a scorching temperature.

The apex of her heart seemed to be scalded by this temperature, and she withdrew her hand in an instant, and regained her sanity.

She didn't expect that Phantom's coquettish behavior would be so fatal.

But this couldn't cover up his mistake tonight, and he was almost blinded by it.

She rearranged her thoughts, her tone inevitably softened, and she whispered: "Yes, I inevitably love you."

His breathing immediately became rapid, and he almost hugged her again, but he heard her continue to say: "But I will not pity a murderer, Eric, when you choose to kill, I will never see you."

As if he had been hit with a club, he breathed in pain, and then tremblingly said: "No, Carlotta, don't treat me so cruelly."

"I can't lose you, I can't lose your love." He put her hand on his face again, hoping to arouse her pity, "Love me, Carlotta, I will be your slave and never betray you again." you."

It was also at this time that she realized that his body was shaking constantly, as if he was enduring great pain.

He finally agreed to his terms, under his own threat.

But she was not happy, because she took advantage of Phantom's feelings for her, to be precise, his obsession with herself.

Maybe this is already love. If it is not love, what makes a man so humble that he begs for her mercy?

But is this really love?

Her past experience taught her that only equals will love each other.

Phantom put herself too low. This kind of feeling, he called it love, but she just felt it was a sacrifice.

Is it because she gave him the only warmth in his life, or is it because of their mutual understanding of musical talent?

She is not sure.

But what she can be sure of is that Phantom has deep feelings for her, and if she abandons him, he will not be able to survive.

She wanted to love him so much.

She not only pities his experience, but also admires his talent, it seems not difficult to fall in love with him.

It's just that she needs a little time to turn this pity and appreciation into love.

Her eyes became soft involuntarily, and her hand gently stroked his cheek, making him dare not breathe loudly, for fear that this was a dream.

"Eric, Eric..." She called his name softly, making him stare at her lips involuntarily, hoping she would call him more.

As if knowing what he was thinking, she kept calling his name until she fell asleep.

Her hands slipped gently from his shoulders, her head rested on his generous shoulders, and she fell into a sweet dream.

She is really tired today.

He gently hugged her waist, and her body trembled slightly, both painful and sweet.

She was sleeping in his arms, like a beautiful dream.

The sweet breath gradually permeated his breath, making his blood flow with scorching heat.

That flower-like cheek was right in front of his eyes, and he stroked it gently with his eyes, so close to her, so close.

Her lips were so delicate, like a source of sweetness, how much he wanted to get close and kiss her.

No, no, he stopped himself instantly.

It was good enough, she was here, in his arms.She didn't know what kind of monster she was and approached him unsuspectingly, but he knew it himself.

How could he use his ugly body to lighten her when she didn't know anything?

Carlotta was fast asleep and knew nothing when he put her on the bed.

He gently covered the quilt and kissed her hand: "Sweet dream, my master."

A new day came soon, and the opera house returned to its former bustle. It seemed that what happened last night never happened.

The only difference is probably the appearance of the Duke, who has reserved a VIP box for a long time.

Everyone knows that Mademoiselle Carlotta's friend is a duke, who seems to be courting her.

There was a lot of discussion, some people doubted the authenticity of the incident, and some people appeared around him indistinctly, trying to become the second Carlotta.

However, it was useless, the Duke still wore that mask, and apart from Carlota, he was very alienated from everyone else.

In the theater, only two people have seen his real face, Carlotta and her assistant, Mason.

After Carlota's performance, Rand appeared in the lounge in time, took off his mask and stood behind her.

It can be seen that he doesn't like wearing a mask very much, and he always takes it off when there are few people.

"The performance was wonderful." He leaned over behind her and whispered.

He was too close, and she could feel his breath, making her uncomfortable.

"Simon, you don't have to come every day. I will go to the academy during the day." She lowered her eyes, and her eyelashes cast a small shadow on her face.

"I don't want to leave you for a moment." He lifted a strand of her hair and sniffed it gently.

She took out her hair, raised her head and looked at him in the mirror, her tone was cold and hard: "You have caused me trouble, I thought I made it very clear?"

He straightened up and looked at her in the mirror.

At this time, she had almost no expression, her eyes were very cold.

Not surprisingly, he asked distressedly, "Why? Carlota, why don't you love me?"

There was deep confusion in his tone, and he had been spoiled by his superb looks and family background.People always fall in love with him so easily that his understanding of love is very shallow.

Does he really love her?

Carlotta didn't think so. He was full of possessiveness towards her, but he didn't understand her.His attitude towards her was faintly looking down.

He should also know that this shouldn't be, it will only arouse her resentment.

But long-term habits are not so easy to hide. Although he decorates himself with a gentleman's appearance, it can't hide the domineering and domineering in his bones.

"Before answering you, how about you answer me?" Carlotta met his eyes, "Do you think you love me?"

Rand looked at her in surprise, and asked in confusion, "Carota, I didn't expect you to still doubt my feelings for you?"

"I love you, Carlotta." He leaned on the arm of her chair and squatted beside her.

He looked at her intently with those blue eyes and said with admiration: "Carlotta, you are a miracle. Since the first time I met you, I have been fascinated by you, your singing, your face I'm fascinated."

He said distressedly: "But I'm not sure if that's all of you. I'm worried that you, like everyone else, can only see my appearance and family background. As for who I am, they don't care at all. "

Then he laughed: "So I came to visit you, under the pretext of an art academy."

Under her surprised gaze, he smiled and said, "Yes, I bought that college temporarily, and there are no so-called distant relatives at all."

"Are you testing me?" Carlotta also felt strange, he is a duke, there is no need to worry about an academy himself.

Only then did she realize that this was just an excuse for him to approach her.

What an expensive excuse isn't it?

Some people are born to be the pride of heaven and have everything.And some people are born with a curse and never see the light of day.

"The truth is better than I thought, Carlotta." He took her hand and kissed it. "You are a unique woman, amazingly unique, and I fell in love with you."

"But I don't feel your love." She withdrew her hand and frowned, "Simon, you just feel lonely and want to conquer me."

Rand sighed and stood up. He looked at her, a little helpless.

"Carlotta, you look down on me too much." He leaned down and said confidingly, "If I just want you, there are thousands of ways. But I didn't do it because I love you and want you You are willing."

Carlotta was confused by him, and what he said seemed to make sense.Although he was a bit domineering, he didn't seem to force her, instead he kept currying favor with her.

"I'm sorry, Simon, I wronged you." Carlotta said with some shame.

Rand's eyes flashed, and he smiled lightly: "It's okay, Carlotta, you just need to know that I love you. I will wait, until the day you are willing."

"But..." Before she finished speaking, he gently pressed her lips with his hand.

"Carlotta, don't say it, I will be sad." He frowned and asked softly, "Is it him you love? That phantom?"

Before Carlotta could speak, he heard a familiar cracking sound from the room.She turned her head, and sure enough, she saw a broken vase on the ground.

It must be the Phantom, here he comes.

Rand raised his eyebrows, stood up straight, looked into the full-length mirror, and said gently, "Mr. Phantom, why don't you come out and talk? I think it's more polite."

"I've already been here." A deep male voice came from another direction, with a hint of contempt and arrogance.

Rand turned his head in an instant, looking at the black figure in surprise.

"Mr. Phantom, you and I think a little differently." Rand frowned and looked at him, and said slowly.

"Oh? I don't look like a mouse like you think?" Phantom said casually, walking up to Carlotta and looking at her.

Rand saw his look like no one else, his eyes darkened, but he smiled on his face: "Yes, Mr. Phantom looks like a prince in trouble."

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