[Phantom of the Opera] Devil's Beauty

She couldn't help it, and kissed him again.

He didn't move, his lips were tense, his body was tense, and he didn't say a word.

What is he thinking?

Do you find her strange?

Dare to kiss him twice, in fact, it is enough, if he continues to be presumptuous, he may get angry or think she is too frivolous.But tonight she somehow suddenly lost her mind and just wanted him to remember her.

Remember her firmly.

You don't need to think about it, but his past must be rich and colorful.Daroga said that he has been to many places and learned many things, but she is just a pet girl confined to a noble manor.In the first half of her life, she had no personality, no assertiveness, and no insight.When she is at the mercy of an animal, he may have climbed the snow-capped mountain top; when she walks in the twenty-acre garden, he may have waded dozens of streams and rivers; While learning how to please the duke, he may be researching lost texts and restoring ancient musical instruments.

The gap between them is too great, separated by a chasm.She can only cross over in this stupid way.

Tears blurred his vision, and his face turned into a watercolor painting splashed with clear water. Except for the clear outline and the bridge of the nose, everything else became indistinct black shadows.

Just in time, she didn't want to see his indifferent or disgusted eyes.

Sniffing, she imitated his previous movements and wrapped her arms around his waist.The texture of the coat is smooth but cold, soaked in the coolness of the evening.But her heart was beating like a drum, she felt like she was hugging a ball of charcoal, and her fingertips were scalded and numb.

"What are you doing?" He finally spoke out, his voice low and hoarse.

When he spoke, his chest rose and fell slightly, and his low and soft voice directly hit her ears.Her ears, cheeks, and chin were numb with embarrassment, and she mumbled out a word: "Dancing."

"Huh?" He didn't hear clearly.

She lowered her head, resting her forehead on the button of his shirt, found the toe of his shoe, and started dancing.

According to his demonstration just now, the dance steps of tango should be one advance and one retreat, one leading, one following, and then turning around, spinning and turning.Women are the ones who follow and have no power over the dance.

But what if she wanted to be that leader?

Her hand was too small to wrap his palm, so she just clasped his wrist, and the other hand tightly wrapped around his waist, pressed against the toe of his shoe, and moved forward step by step.Without spinning, without separating, she pushed him against the mural in the hall.

Until then, she finally dared to look up at him.

Breathing staggered.

His eyes were not as cold as she imagined, but they contained deep doubts.It may be her illusion, she actually felt that his gaze was faintly fragile.

Sure enough, it was an illusion. When I blinked and looked over again, the fragility had disappeared, leaving only indifference.

It's good to have no disgust.

At this moment, she suddenly thanked Audele very much. If Odell hadn't encouraged the Duke to drive her out of the manor, she would not have seen such a vast world, would not have known that there was another possibility in life, and would not have encountered Such an excellent him.

That's it, one last kiss and parting.

Thinking of this, she cupped his cheek with both hands, and covered his lips again.

She knew every step of kissing, and her godmother had taught her, but she didn't dare to go any further, because just the first step took all her courage.

After an unknown amount of time, she left his lips, bent her eyes, and tried to sound relaxed and natural: "Good night, Eric."

However, at the moment when she turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled it back gently, and she fell into his arms involuntarily, her eyes widened, and she looked at her. Watching him slowly leaning over, his face getting closer and closer to her...

Their gazes collided, and his eyes were burning golden flames, full of aggression that frightened her.

Like revenge, but also like a response.

He kissed her.

A few seconds later, he let go of her, and casually wiped his lips with his thumb knuckles, without any emotion in his eyes: "Good night, Blanche."

-

Because of this plausible kiss, Bai Lanzhi lost sleep.

Originally, her purpose was to let him remember her firmly, but now it has become that she can never forget him again.

How could this be?

Also, what did his kiss mean?

Is it a response or... what?

There is so much difference in strength between men and women, he could obviously push her away, but he didn't say a word, indulged her nonsense, and showed no resistance.Could it be that he also has strange feelings for her?

Or, as long as it is a kiss from a woman, he will not resist, and will respond like just now?

The problem was the buzzing of mosquitoes, which kept ringing in her ears.Covered in the quilt, she tossed and turned, her heart was itchy like being bitten by insects and ants, she wished she could get up and run to his room immediately, and ask him clearly in person.

But what if you don't get the answer you want?

What would she do if he really responded to all women's kisses and had a lot of confidante?

Continue to live like a pet in the backyard, waiting for his inadvertent love and favor?Or stay away from him and never communicate with him again?

If she had known that her mood would become so chaotic, she would not have kissed him.Bai Lanzhi bit the quilt angrily.

It's a pity that we have kissed each other, and there is no room for regret.

Tossing and turning like this until early morning, Bai Lanzhi fell asleep in a daze.She did not sleep well with sweet but grinding anxiety in her heart.After a short sleep, he was woken up by the noise outside.

"Have you seen the front of her? She's so beautiful!"

"I don't know who is more beautiful, Miss Blanche or her..."

"It's hard to say, maybe it's her."

"Nonsense, it's clearly Miss Bai Lanzhi!"

"By the way, she said that she just came to see Miss Blanche, and she didn't know what kind of relationship she had with Miss Blanche."

"They're all so pretty, so they can't be relatives?"

"It's possible. Tell me, shall we wake up Miss Blanche and tell her about it?"

The people who spoke looked at each other in blank dismay, not wanting to touch the bad luck, waking them up just to say "go and see, there's a girl looking for you in the lobby, you look pretty", isn't it nothing to scold.Several people were hesitating when they saw the door behind them open.

"Who is looking for me?"

Bai Lanzhi came out wearing a long white dress.The skirt has a square neckline, revealing a large area of ​​white and soft skin, and the collarbone is thin and deep.The collar, cuffs, and skirt are decorated with hollow lace that undulates like lotus leaves, and there is a silk bow at the back of the waist.She yawned a little, her cheeks and lips were bright red, and her complexion was as beautiful as a rose in full bloom.

Several people couldn't help but stare dumbfounded, and a word emerged in their hearts: Miss Bai Lanzhi is more beautiful.

-

Beth stood in the lobby of the small theater, calm on the surface, but actually very disturbed in her heart.

Because of Odell's declaration, all of them were kicked out by the Duke.Her mind was not as flexible as Blanche's, and her luck was not as good as hers. Not only was she raped by the coachman who sent them out, but she was also robbed of her jewelry by some big-bodied farmers in the field.It's not that she doesn't want to resist, but looking at the strong muscles on the farmer's arms and the sharp hoe on his shoulder, she doesn't dare to resist.In addition, they said that they only need jewelry and nothing else, so she should spend money to get rid of the disaster.Otherwise, if they had the idea of ​​humiliating her, wouldn't she never be able to return to the manor to serve the Duke?

She took off the earlobes and the jewelry around her neck and gave them to them, and walked to the outskirts of Paris—not even a walk, but a kind person gave her a ride along the way.

She walked through the Arc de Triomphe, passed the Champs-Elysees Park, looking around like a countryman entering the city for the first time.

She is not familiar with Paris, and she never thought about buying a map or asking for directions, so she accidentally transferred to a poor area, and was almost fainted by the garbage and feces all over the street. She waved and laughed maliciously.

She was taken aback, and walked back like a frightened bird, stopping and going, and finally found a decent hotel, with a waiter standing in front of the door leading the way.She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she could finally get a good night's sleep, but was told that the cheapest room cost a thousand francs.

She has no conception of money, and does not know what a thousand francs is.Fumbling in the mezzanine at the bottom of the box, she pulled out a sparkling diamond necklace and asked the manager if it could be used as collateral.When the manager saw it, he took it with disdain and told her that the necklace was only worth a few hundred francs, but they were kind enough to allow her to stay here for one night.

She thought she had met a kind person, and thanked her with tears in her eyes, followed the waiter into the passenger elevator, took a hot bath, and had a good night's sleep.

Then, early the next morning, he was "invited" out.

She still has a few pieces of jewelry at the bottom of the box, but if they are all worth a few hundred francs, wouldn't it be impossible to survive in Paris?She wandered around the street like a headless chicken, walked to the Golden Restaurant for a while, walked to the Paris Opera House for a while, and walked through the Place de la Concorde for a while, and was "bumped" severely by a few strangers and lost Box in hand.

After the box was lost, she was so frightened that she felt that the world was extremely dangerous and unsafe, and everyone might be a villain.Although I saw Bai Lanzhi's name on the newsstand, I didn't want to ask him for help.She and Bai Lanzhi have been fighting for more than ten years, competing for beauty and number one. Why did Bai Lanzhi leave the manor and live such a splendid life, so she would go to him in a mess for help?

She slept on the street for two days, and she became a homeless dog. The slightest disturbance could scare her into a restless state.Two days later, she finally couldn't hold on anymore.Just at this moment, a luxuriously decorated carriage passed by, exuding the smell of expensive perfume, she shouted with the last bit of strength: "Help... ..."

The carriage stopped.

Unexpectedly, the one who saved her in the end was actually a female pet.

The rose-red door curtain was lifted, revealing an incomparably beautiful face.

Sitting in the carriage turned out to be Odell, the culprit who caused her to be kicked out of the manor.

"Beth?"

Beth fell before the carriage, staring at her weakly and warily.

Odell sized her up for a moment, then smiled condescendingly: "I can save you, and I can make you even better, but I have one request..."

Suffering from hunger and cold, she had no choice but to agree to Odile's conditions.The other party sent her to a luxury apartment in the city center and hired two maids for her, one for cooking and one for cleaning.I don't know if it was the illusion caused by the sugar-coated cannon. She gradually felt that Audrey was not as bad as she imagined: "What do you need me to do?"

Audrey turned her head and smiled harmlessly, probably because the makeup on her face was too delicate, she looked much prettier than before.

"To tell you the truth, I'm in love with a musician named Eric in the Little Theater, but he's gotten very close to Blanche lately. I need you to pretend to be with Blanche, but to drive them apart. Whatever it takes, just let Just let him develop a distaste for Blanche. When it's done, the apartment will be yours."