[The Phantom of the Opera] The Beast and the Canary

The moment he lost his voice, he was really shocked and panicked.It was also at that time that I realized that the person in front of me was not as gentlemanly, calm, and elegant as he appeared... On the contrary, he was rough and manic, a beast on the verge of losing control all the time.

I remembered Mrs. Geary's warning.Perhaps, his feet have stepped out of the iron cage of the circus troupe, but his soul is increasingly distorted as if he was imprisoned in that iron cage forever.Falling in love with such an aggressive person will hurt far more than the tenderness he gives.

But looking at his trembling eyelashes, cold and fragile eyes... A lot of hot but sad emotions poured into my heart, because at this time, my first thought was still to hug him.

There was no way to blame him, or even to be angry with him.I really don't know who is crazier between me and him.

I sighed and stepped forward to kiss him.

As if stimulated, he took a big step back: "Don't come here." Under the pale halo, his pupils contracted vigilantly into needles, and his breathing was clear and rapid.

I didn't expect his reaction to be so big, and I froze in place for a while, a little at a loss.

If I could still speak, these misunderstandings can be explained in one sentence, but I can't... Even because my hands are bound by black silk satin, I can't even give him a hug, I can only watch him back and forth like a trapped animal Pacing up and down, casting a sullen glance at me now and then.

Finally, he walked towards me quickly, grabbed my wrist, and dragged me in front of him: "From now on, don't move around without my order." After saying this, he calmed down and said, "Again Next time, I will punish you directly."

He couldn't control his strength, and my wrist immediately turned red.Before he had time to gasp, his lips covered it, carefully sucking and licking the kiss.Just kissing and kissing, he would bite me anxiously.

The wrist was only slightly red at first, but after being kissed by him, it immediately turned purple.I saw him startled for a moment, panting slightly, and resting his forehead on the back of my hand.

The charcoal-like breath burned my fingers, and he pursed the corners of his mouth, as if he was trying his best to restrain his ups and downs.

The auditorium was completely chaotic, and there were voices of questioning and clapping of the script everywhere.At this moment, the only person in the audience who seemed calm was the conductor.He stood high on the orchestra pit, swinging the rhythm stick without moving.

Fortunately, after the intermezzo ended, Phantom calmed down a lot.He wrapped his arms around my waist, lowered his head and pressed the tip of my nose to mine: "Don't be afraid." The words were clearly soothing, but his tone was as blunt as an order, "The effect of the medicine is temporary, and I won't hurt you."

He looked straight at me: "Don't be afraid of me."

I read pain and fear in his eyes, he was so disturbed.It's funny, I'm more worried about whether he's going to hurt me than whether he's going to hurt me.After all, he is now in a state of losing his mind, and I am afraid that he will do things that arouse public outrage like in his previous life, and then become a ghost attacked by everyone again.

Much to my relief, his attention seemed to be focused only on me.He didn't even give a glance to the noise and commotion outside.This one makes me feel sweet and hairy.

At this time, the orchestra played the prelude to the aria in the second act of "The Shepherdess".I guessed right, as expected, the first act was omitted.When the backup dancer reappeared on the stage, his eyes and movements completely returned to normal, and everything seemed to be back on track.

But, why is the ominous premonition in my heart expanding? Is it because of the plot of the second act?

... As soon as the hero's aria ended, the heroine was locked in a cage by him?

He lifted his chin, only to realize that his body was actually tightly attached to his body, especially the lower part... almost tightly fitted together.I was so embarrassed that I put my elbows on his chest and tried to separate myself from him.

He glanced at me, put his palms on my lower back, and pushed me forward in displeasure: "Did you move?"

He got closer, so close that he could almost hear his fast and powerful heartbeat.Because the posture is too intimate, I have to step on his leather shoe with one foot to stand firm.The skin on the base of the ears and cheeks was about to burn, but he acted like it was a matter of course, as if it was a very normal thing for me to be so close to him.

However, apart from holding my waist firmly, he didn't seem to have any other deviant actions.On the contrary, it was me who blushed and felt my heart beat and my knees go weak because of his random move.

After a short prelude, he lowered his head and loosened the black silk satin from my hand with his teeth.I watched his movements with palpitations.He clasped my palms, flattened my fingers one by one, and placed them on his brow bone: "You know, I was not born so ugly."

His brow bone is really like a skeleton, thin and prominent.In an instant, my heart seemed to be stabbed by something.

Below the brow bone are the eye sockets.

His eye sockets were deep, unnaturally deep.His eyes were thus naturally cast in shadow.

"You know, I wasn't born to live in the dark."

It is the bridge of the nose.

The bridge of his nose was covered by a white mask, and I could only touch the cold mask.

"That accident left me in the cold."

It's the lips.

"Everyone interprets me as a monster, a beast at gunpoint."

I thought he would sing the entire aria like this, but unexpectedly his next move was to grab my wrist and suddenly push me to the back of the stage: "But you know, I'm not a beast, nor a monster."

If I could scream, I would have screamed.The vision around me is advancing rapidly, and in the next second, a few hands firmly catch me.Looking back, it was the female backup dancers.A dark screen for changing clothes was erected in front of my eyes, one hand helped me take off the red dress on my body, and the other helped me to tie up my hair.

Sometimes, due to lack of time, costumes will be changed on the spot on the stage, but generally the consent of the actors themselves is sought in advance, and adequate preparations are made.How can there be someone like him who suddenly pushes people to the back?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but glared at him.Unexpectedly, his facial expression was unexpectedly gentle, and there was a strange satisfaction in his eyes, as if something he had been looking forward to for a long time would happen next.

Someone came up with a whalebone skirt and put it around my waist.The fingerless gloves on his hands were taken off and replaced with long white lace gloves.The plain white long dress that was changed backstage before was put on me again.

A bouquet of fresh yellow roses is stuffed into my arms.There was a heavy weight on my head, and before I looked up, the white gauze had covered my head like a mist.After realizing what I was dressed up now, the sound of my heartbeat almost burst my eardrums.

The screen was removed, and all the lights on the stage were turned on.Through a layer of white veil, I saw him smiling at me, his eyes were so possessive that it was almost weird, walking towards me step by step.

Blood is a boiling river, rushing to the limbs and bones.From the eye sockets to the chest cavity, there is fever and pain all over the body.The palate was terribly sour, and I almost suppressed it desperately, so as not to choke out.

There are no words to describe how I feel right now.Even if I can speak now, I should be speechless.

At this moment, I suddenly understood all his previous abnormalities, including why he lost control of his emotions and why he was so agitated.Because at this time, I feel the same as him.

Contact everything he has done in the past three years: his disappearance, Hearst's new identity, the performance of the circus troupe, the public casting of "The Shepherdess", the invitation of "Two-Face Man", publicly revealing the identity of his ghost... Also, I temporarily lost my voice probably because of the scene in front of me.

If I really don't love him, this is indeed a grand trap, I have no room to resist at all, I can only follow his guidance and fall into it involuntarily.