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

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"I'll let you have a baby, Eric, my love." She looked up at him with tears in her eyes.

With warm tears, he bowed his head carefully and kissed her, kissing every corner.

Then he straightened up slowly, and under her gentle gaze, he raised his hand out of breath.

The white mask was like a rotten wound, tightly attached to his face, his heart, and his destiny.

And now, he finally had the courage to face it and tear it open himself.

The breeze from the garden slowly blows in from the door, bringing a faint fragrance, the dance skirts on the sculptures flutter slowly, and the exquisite fabrics shine brightly under the lights.

Carlotta stood behind the sculpture, wearing a dark red cloak, looking at the phantom's face in surprise.

Why is this happening?

The long silence made Phantom more and more stiff, he raised his hand to cover his face, his eyes began to break, and he slowly looked up at her.

"Don't block, Eric." Carlotta took away Phantom's hand and stared at half of his face thoughtfully.

He finally realized something, and his eyes stayed on her face, with a daze of not knowing what to do.

This feeling is very strange.

In his limited life, no one has ever looked at him with this kind of eyes. Although there is a trace of study, they are very calm.

He finally understood how dependent those freaks were on her.

I have lived in the eyes of fear or sympathy for a long time. The eyes of a normal person are so precious. The peace there is like a lullaby, which can soothe all anxiety and fear.

"Carotta..." He couldn't believe that she would have such an attitude, as if he saw a flower on the side of the road, a sheet of music, and it was shockingly calm.

His voice brought her back to her senses, she smiled and took his hand: "Eric, are you hungry? I brought lunch."

As she spoke, she pulled him to the dining table in the garden, and put the food that was still warm on the table.

"Carotta, you...why..." He took her hand again, felt her temperature, and then he was sure it wasn't a dream.

Carlotta lowered her head and thought for a moment before raising her head and said, "Eric, your face is not a curse. To a certain extent, it is. But from another angle, it is a gift from God."

"Gift?" He stared at her blankly, as if he didn't understand.

"How to explain?" She pondered for a while, "Eric, you have learned spiritual singing, you should know that there are some mysterious powers in the world, and your face is this kind."

Carlotta was really surprised that Eric had a golden lock on his face.This is an interstellar product, and it prolongs the life of people with low mental power.

In the interstellar era, mental power is often linked to lifespan, and the golden lock is used by some people with special abilities but low mental power, so it is very precious.

Therefore, Eric's life span will be much longer than ordinary people.

Of course, everything has two sides. The disadvantage of the golden lock is obvious, and it will produce an external effect similar to hallucinations.In Phantom, it is to make people treat his face as a skeleton, including himself.

However, how could Eric have such a golden lock?

She thought it might be related to the mission of the Star Alliance, but because of too little information, she couldn't figure it out for a while.

She explained in a way that Phantom could understand, but she didn't expect that he just stared at her closely, and then suddenly pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

"Carlotta, don't leave me." There was a hint of fear in his voice.

"I won't leave you." Carlota repeated helplessly, wondering about his focus.

"Really? Won't those mysterious forces take you away?" He lowered his head and focused his eyes on her face, paying attention to every slight change.

Carlotta froze for a moment, then looked up at him in surprise.

He knew that her identity was suspicious.

"Carotta, I don't care where you come from or why you come here." His palm gently stroked her face, as if stroking a misty cloud, and a little more force would make her dissipate.

"Don't abandon me, Carlotta, my master." He lowered his head and rubbed her forehead, eyes slightly closed, with deep nostalgia and prayer.

She has experienced several worlds, but for the first time she has the feeling she has now.

She simply loves a man, his soul, his strength, and his fragility.

If it is said that she approached him on purpose to seduce him at the beginning, but after meeting him, she has not thought of the love line mission for a long time.

This is the most true love she ever had.

But after all, she and he are not in the same world, he will grow old and turn into dust, and she will return to her own world and continue to travel.

Thinking of this, her heart was pierced like a knife, and she shed tears.

"Eric, I love you." She kissed his lips seriously.

"Carotta... um..." He was about to speak when she swallowed him, greeted her with some surprise, and then responded enthusiastically.

Maybe this is happiness.

In March of the following year their child was born, a beautiful little angel, and her name was Doris.

The Phantom is still the same, with a bad temper and often loses temper.Because the circus is so popular, it often tours the world, and countless people come to worship Carlotta as a teacher.

He was terribly annoyed by people who were always taking up his wife's time.But he knew that Carlotta still loved him so much, and her love did not decrease because of her appearance or age.

He thus learned to be patient, to overcome those desires she didn't like, and to make the most faithful return.

Gradually, the devil's circus brought a new art trend, musical theater.

Music is an eternal theme, but compared with opera, musicals are more flexible and changeable, appealing to both refined and popular tastes, and quickly became popular among ordinary people.

Carlotta and her students became world stars, their names written down in art history.

The most famous of her students were Maria and Christine.

And Doris, the daughter of her and Phantom, is talented in architectural design and has become a world-class architect.

Because of the golden lock, the phantom really lived for a long time, and Carlota used her mental strength to nourish her body, and finally she did not die before him.

[Congratulations to the contestant for getting the S+ rating, comment:

Love Line—The Angel Who Saved the Devil

Career Line—The World-renowned Artist and Educator]

When she returned to Interstellar, she got the score from the system.

"System?" She had some doubts, "You haven't been taken away?"

"Why was I taken away?" The system wondered why she said that.

"Nothing." She continued to ask, "Is there no news from the Alliance?"

"How does the master know? Just as I was about to say it, the alliance secretly announced a message to the players, and I passed it on to the master." The system said.

As expected, the alliance was ready to let them know the news. She read the optical brain immediately and found that what was written on it was similar to what she had speculated.

The Alliance discovered people smuggled from different time and space. These people were smuggled in the space-time gap. The Alliance suspected that it was a conspiracy of interstellar pirates.

Space-time barriers are very important. Once there are too many stowaways, the barriers will become thinner and thinner, resulting in chaos in space and space wars.

Their task is to replace those stowaways and fill in the loopholes as a patch.

Their task in the different time and space is to strengthen the patch, as for the method, it is to establish a connection with the different time and space.

There are two key points of connection. One is emotional connection. According to the replaced role, players can freely choose the type of emotion.

In the previous worlds, stowaways were the cannon fodder for the protagonist, which should not be a coincidence.

Therefore, the roles she may replace are generally women who have no blood relationship with the hero. The deepest feeling is of course love.

Another key point is the connection with time and space itself. When she completes her career line, it will often affect many people and bring them benefits. This is the reason why time and space can be established.

Therefore, if the contestants want to win, in the following world, they need to accomplish two things, one is to get the love of the hero, and the other is to influence more people.

After analyzing these, she looked at the familiar room, but her heart was empty.

Eric, she was starting to miss him.

"Master, do you want to clear your feelings?" the system asked.

Clear?

No, is the task really that important?

She suddenly began to suspect that she couldn't remember why she wanted to participate in the competition.

Is it because you want to join the Star Alliance?

Is it because the snacks are not delicious or the games are not fun, and you want to work as a working machine in the Star Alliance?

More life is boring, right?

She was tired of the long-term peaceful life and needed some new things to find the joy of life, so she entered the competition.

So, why push yourself so hard?

"Not clear this time." She made up her mind.

At this time, the optical brain reminded that there was a message, and she received it immediately, and found that it was the message from the tutor.

It seems that the alliance has really relaxed its controls and opened up some channels.

The instructor wrote:

Xiaoxi, the mission world seems peaceful, but it is very dangerous. Don't damage your mental strength, remember.

This is another reminder that mentors will never aim indiscriminately, there must be a reason.

She immediately went to the cloud to search for news about the game, and her eyes stopped on a post.

Half of the players actually died!

She immediately looked down and found that it was all revealed by the relatives of the contestants. The time and space they arrived at was random. Except for the first trial world, the rest did not overlap.

Therefore, in other worlds that she has not experienced, it is very dangerous.

No wonder the alliance has loosened control, if this continues, the entire army will be wiped out.

After contacting the information sent by her instructor, she had reason to speculate that all the contestants died due to impaired consciousness.

What kind of torture did they suffer to the point where their consciousness was damaged?

Among the contestants, there must be some with high mental strength. It is not an easy task to permanently damage the consciousness.

About a month later, the alliance issued an order:

[Please enter the nutrition cabin, the competition will start immediately. 】

[A temporary announcement. There is a world where two players died one after another. The coordinates of the world cannot be determined. Please be vigilant. 】

Two people died in succession?This is really horrifying news. It seems that this time I really have to be careful.

In the cold and silent valley, the icy air froze the ground into hard stones, and the carriage creaked on the frozen ground.

She seemed to be in a moving carriage, and the carriage was very silent, but she was definitely not the only one, because she heard the breathing of another person.

That is a man.

She closed her eyes and quickly read the memory.

Then he frowned quickly, and moved his hands lightly, and sure enough, he was bound.

It was a rough hemp rope that bound her tightly like a prisoner.

No need to look, there must have been a deep mark on her, because she felt the burning pain on her skin, and the hemp rope sank deeply into her flesh.

It was just a slight noise, but it immediately caught the attention of another person in the carriage.

Through slightly opened eyelids, she saw a black silhouette. This is a man, probably very strong.

In fact, in her memory, this person was "her" husband, Edward Rochester.

He seemed to glance at her, but quickly looked away in disgust, as if he was defiled just by looking at her.

If this person is the hero, she really wants to teach him how to be a man.

But she has no time to read the original work at this time, because she has fallen into an existential crisis.

The current identity of "her" is a lunatic. According to the few words heard in memory, "her" husband has decided to lock her up in the attic of the manor not far away.

It may well be a permanent prison.

Acting like a normal person, hoping that Rochester would let her go?

She immediately denied that option.

In "her" memory, the madness was intermittent, and even if she woke up, Rochester's original plan could not be changed.

What's more, he is not a normal husband. He has completely abandoned his tenderness for her and loathes her very much.

In her memory, her hometown is on a remote island, and here is England.

Everyone here doesn't know that he has a wife.

So, it must have been a premeditated captivity, planning to keep her in an unknown location.

And he, perhaps, will pretend that he never married a wife.

If he was more vicious, he could kill her at any time.

Hell mode is on.

She had to act decisively and fight for the initiative.

Thankfully, neither the coachman nor the people at the estate had seen her and therefore had no idea that their "mistress" was a madman.

Therefore, her only obstacle is "her" husband, Rochester.

No one can dispose of her if he cannot speak.On the contrary, she is likely to become the temporary owner of the manor.

But she still has one thing to do, to untie her hemp rope.

A woman whose freedom is restricted is not the same as a woman who moves freely in front of a servant.

A faint voice broke the silence of the carriage. Rochester had a pair of bushy eyebrows, which were furrowed tightly at this time, showing his impatience.

He took a hard look at the crazy woman, and found that she seemed to be dying at this moment, trembling all over, as if she was enduring great pain.

"Damn it." He cursed angrily, wishing she would die so that she could forget the humiliation of the past.

But under the last sliver of conscience, he came to her.

Turning her up, she checked carefully, and found that her hands were already dripping with blood, and there was also a pool of bright red blood on the floor.

He was sure that he wasn't tied so tightly, it must have been cut when the lunatic was struggling hard.

Bo Sha almost held her breath, her chest rose and fell very weakly, and in the eyes of outsiders, she almost lost her life signs.

Feeling the man's gaze, her heart started to pound, and her ears roared violently due to the temporary lack of oxygen.

This is a gamble on human nature.

If the man was a real villain, she lost her bet and had to do something else.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the bright red blood fell on the floor drop by drop. Seeing that Bosha's face became paler and paler, Rochester's breathing became heavier and heavier.

"Master, do you want to stop the bleeding immediately?" the system asked anxiously.

"Wait a little longer." She counted the time silently in her heart, and gradually felt dizzy, which was a sign of excessive blood loss.

Could it be that she was so unlucky that she met someone who had no conscience and planned to let her bleed to death?

Just when she was about to use coagulation therapy systematically, Rochester finally moved.

His face was very ferocious, and the movements of his hands were not gentle, as if fighting against someone, he threw the rope far into the corner with all his strength.

There was a sound of "tearing" and it was the sound of fabric splitting.

Rochester tore the silk scarf on the collar in half, roughly wrapped it around her wound, and tied it up.

"System, stop the bleeding."

Almost at the same time, the system's temporary blood coagulation disease was placed on her hands.

If Rochester could have seen her wound, he would have been surprised to see that the bleeding stopped immediately.

But because of the obstruction of the silk scarf, of course Rochester couldn't see this.He looked at Bo Sha's weak appearance, and knew that she had been no threat for a long time.

He gave up tying her again and stood up, only to be surprised to find himself dizzy and breathing very hot.

He must be sick.

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The author has something to say:

感谢在2020-09-0314:38:28~2020-09-0418:55:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Nemo and Lailai; 1 bottle of Gu Jingfeng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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