[Phantom of the Opera] Ragdoll

Have fun, why is she feeling bored and can't watch it... "You did it on purpose! You shouldn't have brought me here!"

Rhett Butler coughed feignedly, still not going to tell his dear wife right now that the box at the opera house has another use besides being a performance venue... But what about his precious daughter?He thought that the little girl would soon be unbearable, and then he could ask Mammy to take the little girl out to play, and then he and Scarlett could discuss another function of the box!

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When the performance finally ended, Scarlett was so sleepy that she almost fell off Rhett's lap several times!Of course, she would never believe that there was no one who contributed to the flames!

"Little Lottie," Captain Butler put down his wife, walked over to pick up his daughter and kissed her. He had always been proud of her beauty, with thick and upturned black eyelashes, a white and delicate face like a porcelain doll, and Smart black eyes, looking at these, he wished to buy her a whole street of dolls, "Baby, your mother is very tired. Dad will accompany her to rest in the box for a while, can you go out to play with the nanny?" ?”

Little Lottie nodded obediently, gave her father a sweet and soft kiss, and ran to kiss her mother with her calves.Little Lottie hugged her beloved doll, and Mammy hugged little Lottie, and went out from the box.

"Mammy, let's play hide and seek."

Of course, Mammy could never hold back dear little Lottie.

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The devil's son ran desperately, and there were shouts and curses behind him.quick!Hurry up!The cloth bag covering his head fell off, and the people on the road screamed in horror!God, that face!He tried to retrieve the bag, but it was too late, how fast a 12-year-old boy can run, the gypsy's voice was getting closer. "Come on, the devil's son is ahead!" He could only grit his teeth and continue running regardless.

"Son of the Devil! Son of the Devil!"

He soon regretted his decision. Although he covered his face with his hands, there was still a part that couldn't be covered, which made passers-by on the road scream.And these passers-by who were indifferent to him, after hearing the shout of the "son of the devil" and seeing his face, actually helped the gypsies: "He is here!"

"Son of the Devil! Son of the Devil!"

Faster, faster!Get out of here!Get away from it all!run!

When the devil's son finally got rid of the crazy crowd, knelt on the ground uncontrollably, leaning against the hidden cave wall and gasping for air, before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he felt a soft breath behind him Voice!He tensed his body, and turned around abruptly to try to control the opponent, but unexpectedly bumped into a pair of black and crystal clear eyes.

His face was facing hers.

green velvet

"Sisbe and Pyramus" is the opera to be performed tonight, and the story is adapted from an old legend.Pyramus of Babylon fell in love with Sisbe, but their parents objected, and they agreed to elope and meet under a mulberry tree.Sisby arrived first, but was frightened away by the roar of the lioness, and lost her veil in haste.The veil is torn by the lioness.When Pyramus came and saw the torn veil, he thought that Sisbe had been eaten by a lioness, and in pain he raised his sword and committed suicide.When Sisbe returned, Piramus was dead, so Sisbe committed suicide with the sword of Piramus.The blood sprayed the mulberries, and the white mulberries turned purple-black from then on.

This evening, soprano Carlotta and baritone Pianghi will perform this work from the hands of ghosts.

At ten minutes to nine o'clock, Lottie Butler sat in box five.Not surprisingly, the female manager who had just taken over the opera house made a move to provoke the ghost.The whole opera house was talking about it, but everything went on as usual.

A long cloak hangs from the head and covers the whole body, covered with Byzantine-style appliqués.The embroidery is gorgeous and intricate.Lottie gathered the cloak casually, clasped her hands on her knees.She seemed calm, even though she was alone in the "haunted box".

Oh, and maybe we should add Mr. Ghost who will show up at some point.

The box was eerily quiet, and the audience was almost full, but the hustle and bustle below seemed to have nothing to do with this place.The viewing angle and location of the fifth box are too good, maybe she should fight for the joint use of the fifth box with Mr. Ghost?

"Miss Butler."

The silence of box No. [-] was broken at this moment, and a deep and beautiful male voice rang softly in Lottie's ear, as if someone was whispering to her close to her ear.Lottie was a little uncomfortable, but she still replied freely:

"Hi, Mr. Ghost. I'm flattered that you know my last name."

"That sounds awful, Miss Butler. I thought you'd forgive me for my last unintentional offense."

"But I don't think it's enough to pin the hope of being forgiven on the other person's magnanimity—although I really don't care."

"Then I must thank you, Miss Butler, Miss Lottie Butler."

His last call could be said to be full of emotion, but it was deeply suppressed, with tears of joy and pain.Then he saw her reply calmly, "You're welcome, Mr. Ghost."

When she said "Mr. Phantom", there was a touch of sarcasm in her voice, and her expression was relaxed.

Behind the wall, Eric could barely contain the urge to cry with joy when he saw her admit the name.No one could have known the visceral tremor he felt when he learned that the theater's new manager was a girl named "Lottie Butler."His heart was calling her name.again and again.Yes, that's her.Little Lottie.

15 years, she should be almost 19 years old this year.She has black hair and eyes, and her smile makes people's hearts warm and bright.She is a quirky, gentle and sweet little girl, who likes pink skirts, nice voices, all kinds of small animals, and soft dolls the most... It's her, he remembers the beautiful upturned pair Her dark eyes, remember her soft black hair, remember her bright smile...

But the girl in front of him made him feel both familiar and strange.The corners of her upturned eyes and full lips still vaguely reminded him of her childhood, but her expression was unfamiliar to him, and there was a kind of cold sharpness in her calmness, which he was neither familiar with nor liked—— Even fearful of seeing.The look in her eyes is almost like herself 15 years ago-not so obvious, but the same inside.

The ghost didn't speak for a long time, Lottie was a little strange, and just about to speak, the beautiful male voice that was like a cello, but somehow made her feel a little uncomfortable appeared again.

"Miss Butler, you speak French very well—have you ever been to Paris?"

"Thank you. I don't think I have. At least I don't remember being here." Lottie replied casually. It seems that she has been asked many times in the past few days if she has been to Paris. She is really bored and simply answered. To keep it simple, she really doesn't remember anyway, but she doesn't know how much pain her words caused the ghost, "I spent a year in a small town in the south of France, and I had a very good The friend is French."

"...then you're an American, aren't you?"

"Your message is fast. I'm Georgian from the American South, to be exact."

【No, this is her!I will not admit my mistake!She was so young then... Doesn't she remember?Has she forgotten me?Maybe this is actually better?But I... oh Lottie! 】

He moved on to other topics.

"I hope my opera satisfies you, miss. Actually, I am not satisfied with tonight's combination. Piangi's accent is too strong, and Carlotta lacks emotion. Unfortunately, no better candidate has been found so far. A few very qualified junior apprentices are too young."

"For example?" Lottie asked with interest, without dwelling on the previous topic.After all, for her, developing new singers is a challenging career, and it is also the easiest place for her to make achievements.She would love to hear the ghost's opinion.

"The apprentice most valued by the opera house is Diana. I think she will achieve much more in the future than Carlotta. But her friend Haitina is more aura, although she is not stable. Sylvia, Cole Liya also has the potential to be unique." Phantom's comment was brief, but sure.Lottie memorized the names.

"Thank you, Mr. Ghost."

"But I think there is one more person worth noting. She is only 15 years old, but she has a bright future. She is the daughter of a Swedish violinist and is now a dancer here, but she is actually very talented in singing. Her name is K... ..." He stopped suddenly, and then asked anxiously, "How are you? Are you cold?"

Yes, Lottie had just sneezed, and for a split second her mind was so dazzled that she failed to notice the concern in the ghost's voice.She shrugged: "I still feel a little hot when I'm outside, maybe it's because I've been sitting for a long time. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Ghost. I feel okay."

But the ghost was obviously not relieved by her words. When Lottie realized that the performance was about to start and was about to get the telescope on her left hand, she found a green velvet blanket lying quietly beside the telescope.

"Mr. Phantom?" She called out tentatively, then her expression softened and her eyebrows stretched, "Thank you."

Then she shook off the piece which looked good in the hand and felt true to the touch.