[Phantom of the Opera] Devil's Beauty

Women——Sarah had a particularly bad day. She was squeezed out by Blanche and she couldn't keep her mouth open.

Twenty francs!It's really a lion's mouth, which is equivalent to her daily living expenses!

But when the servant came home from get off work, the coachman was tall and thick, his arms and wrists were more than twice as thick as hers, so she had to swallow the bill and walk towards the door of the house cursing.

Halfway there, she suddenly discovered that the windows of the house were actually lit.

Could it be... is the husband back?

She knew it, she knew her husband was just playing outside!He is a rational man, and those flashy and cunning women outside can't confuse his mind at all, probably because the pressure of raising a family is too great, and he doesn't want to bring the negative emotions at work to her, so he chooses to live with that woman temporarily ...it must be so.

The lights in the house were dim and dim. He must have bought red wine and steak at her favorite restaurant, lit candles, and waited for her to go home.Maybe, he even bought a red rose as an apology for her.It's been a long time since he gave her roses.Thinking of this, her footsteps became more and more brisk, and she only thought about how to treat her husband like a baby and take Joe later, but she didn't notice a strange man standing on the corner of the street, slowly approaching her.

Taking the key out of her purse, she opened the door, and before she could call out her husband's name, she was hit hard on the back of the head.She usually stays at home, and even if she goes out, she has a carriage instead. The whole person is quite delicate, and she passed out almost without any struggle.If she was still awake, she would be able to see her husband, whom she was thinking about day and night, standing indifferently not far away, stretching out a finger condescendingly, commanding a strange man: "Take her upstairs, put her clothes on." Pa. Guang, do whatever you want, just don't wake her up." After speaking, he looked at his watch, "I'll call the lawyer."

If it is still the previous code, there is no need to use such a roundabout way, and my wife can deal with it as she wants.Fortunately, the code still favors the man, and the wife is still the property of the husband. As long as the wife can be caught committing adultery, the divorce can be successful—of course, the wife has no right to request a divorce if she catches her husband having an affair.

After a while, the lawyer hurried over.Sitting in the living room, the two talked together for a moment as if discussing business investment, and drew up a divorce contract.They then headed up to the second floor, preparing to wake Sarah up to face the "facts" of her cheating.

Sarah had a dream.

dream.

She dreamed that her husband came home and bought a bouquet of delicate roses. He sat at one end of the long dining table and looked at her with a smile.His voice is so soft and his embrace is so warm.He admitted his mistake to her, and opened his arms again, wanting to waltz with her.She was as happy as a child, and she jumped a few wrong steps, but he didn't care, and kept whispering in her ear, praising her for her beauty, her slender waist, and being as delicate as a girl back then... As he said, he Clutching the back of her head, he leaned over to kiss her.He seemed to be very urgent, so hard that he pressed the back of her head with a dull pain...

"Sarah, wake up." Then, she heard her husband's voice.

Did she actually fall asleep?

Sarah opened her eyes obediently, and rubbed her face in confusion.

I don’t know why, but everything in front of me is so absurd, it’s more like a dream: she is lying on the bed unconsciously, with a strange man sleeping next to her, her husband standing in front of the bed, and a tall man wearing glasses. thin man.After thinking for a long time, she remembered that this tall and thin man was their family's lawyer and had helped them handle several difficult lawsuits.They were looking at her with bright eyes, as if they were looking at a piece of pork for sale.It was the first time she received the gazes of so many men, but she just wanted to scream.

Her husband saw through her thoughts. He was so familiar with her, but the words he said made her feel chills: "Call it, it's best to call all the neighbors over to see how you steal people."

So she closed her mouth with tears all over her face, shook her head, and said in a trembling voice: "I didn't..."

"Of course you didn't," said her husband. "I hired the man in your bed."

After listening to it, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

Is what he said true?How did things become like this?

What kind of ecstasy soup did that mistress feed him?Has he forgotten the time of their love and affection that they have endured all the way?

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When Sarah was heartbroken, Blanche folded up the newspaper, faced the weird and ambiguous eyes of everyone in the small theater, ran to the street, and hailed a cab: "Go to the Champs Elysees."

It was the boundary of Paris where every inch of land was expensive, and the traffic on the road was full of luxuriously decorated private carriages.The rented carriage dared not drive in, for fear of colliding with those luxury cars.Bai Lanzhi had no choice but to get out of the car and walk there.

In the evening, purple-red clouds floated in the sky, and the streets were lined with straight and neat sycamore trees like guards. Cars and horses converged in a row. From time to time, a four-wheeled carriage passed by her, and the inside of the carriage had serious faces. , a well-dressed gentleman, or a somber lady with a wide hat.

She searched for a while before finding number 66.Because the house number is unlucky, there is only one house there.Across the lawn and cobblestone path, a six-story mansion appeared in front of her eyes.This house is astonishingly gorgeous, with green brocade on the walls, and the gate is supported by Corinthian columns with intricate and magnificent reliefs at both ends of the column.I heard that the rent here alone costs 22 francs a year, which is equivalent to the living expenses of a poor family for [-] years.

She found the bell and pressed it.Soon, a man dressed as a porter came out.She immediately waved and said, "I'm looking for Mr. OG."

The concierge's attitude was quite contemptuous: "Have you been invited? If not, please come again next time. Sir is resting."

"Tell him I'm Blanche. He'll let me in."

The concierge's expression became more and more contemptuous, with a hint of impatience: "The last person said the same thing, but he was kicked out by the husband. Miss, don't blame me for not reminding you, this is not the place you should come. The husband has been in a bad mood recently. Well, I don't see anyone..."

Before the words were finished, the door of the house was opened. Mr. OG stood at the door wearing a mask and a black coat, his figure was as tall and straight as a domineering pine tree.He ordered coldly, "Let her in."

Hearing this sentence, the concierge was astonished as if he had been struck with a stick. He didn't dare to neglect any more, and quickly took out the key to open the fence, and bowed repeatedly flatteringly: "I'm sorry, I didn't know that you are so special in Mr. You come in."

Bai Lanzhi was not in the mood to pretend to be a tiger, so she nodded slightly to him, and walked straight in.

The heater was turned on inside, and it was as warm as a spring day.The whole house is quite spacious, and there is even a small elevator not far away. Mr. OG's wealth is simply beyond her imagination.No wonder he bought her old jewelry at the original price, and no wonder he let the word out so arrogantly, saying that the secular female convent was funded by him.With his financial strength and influence, naturally he would not dare to get involved in those verbal battles outside.

But she suffered.

His statement directly tied them together.In the eyes of outsiders, it is tantamount to confirming the fact that she is only attached to men.Those unfriendly public opinions may be ridiculing her at the moment, and some newspapers defending women's rights may also openly criticize her double-faced behavior.

She admitted that she did rely on his help to get to where she is today... But it doesn't mean she has to use herself to repay him.She has her own life, her own considerations, her own plans, and the person she likes... She doesn't want to have anything to do with him at all, and she doesn't need him to intervene forcefully in her life.

Originally, her hope of being with Eric was extremely slim, and after being teased by him like this, Eric definitely didn't want to see her even more.Thinking of this, her eyes turned red with grievance.

Mr. OG turned his back to her, and had no words other than "let her in".He walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down, propping his chin with one hand, he didn't know what he was thinking, and pointed to the other side of the sofa after a long time: "Sit first, what can I do for you."

Bai Lanzhi didn't listen to his instructions, and sat down in front of him directly: "Why did you make that statement?"

Her tone was very blunt, and the concierge standing next to the gate trembled in fright and swallowed her saliva. This woman is really not afraid of death. The grass on the grave of the last person who talked to Mr. OG like this was already two meters high.

Mr. OG himself didn't care much: "What do you think?"

Anyone who is familiar with Mr. OG will know that he will only use this sentence pattern when he cares about a person in particular.This is a rare sign of his lack of self-confidence.Bai Lanzhi felt that he responded lightly, as if he was deliberately provoking her: "Mr. OG, if you want to help me, you should ask my opinion first, and then make a decision after I agree. , disrespect me, and two, mess up all my plans."

He covered his eyes with his fingers, seemingly casually: "What plan."

His movement of avoiding her eyes irritated her even more.She was very unhappy and felt his perfunctory and contempt.I wanted to explain my thoughts to him tactfully, but now I can't control so much, I just want to vent all the anger and grievance in my heart: "I know you have a good impression of me, or, I know you like me .”

His fingers trembled, and he lowered them, looking at her in shock.

"But I don't have a crush on you, not at all. Listen, I don't like you." She looked back at each other without hesitation, paused every word seriously, and decided to cut the mess quickly, "I remember, I told you However, I already have someone I like, his name is Eric, he is a musician in the small theater and an investor in the small theater. Since you are also an investor in the small theater, you should know his name."

He was silent for a long time, his throat dry and hoarse: "I remember you said that his past was very bad and he owed a lot of money."

Bai Lanzhi said categorically: "The past is the past. No matter what kind of person he is, I am willing to be with him, even if I live in poverty. I will try my best to rent a house and live with him." Together." At this point, her eyes were red with anger, and she wanted to step on him, "I have planned it all! I am just waiting to tell him what I want, and you are all to blame for disrupting all my plans... ...now he definitely doesn't want me..."

Before she finished speaking, she was pushed onto the sofa by him.

She looked at him in astonishment.He lowered his eyes, breathing rapidly, and the emotion in his eyes was almost frenzied.

Realizing something was wrong, she turned around and wanted to run away, but the strength of his arms was too great, it was like an unbreakable shackle, firmly imprisoning her on the soft sofa.The way he looked at her was so anxious and fiery. It was a wild wolf that had been hungry for a long time and finally found delicious prey in the jungle. It gave her a chill at the tip of her heart.

"What are you doing... let me go..." She finally panicked.

"Blanche." He called her name hoarsely, breathing intertwined with her, "I'm Eric."

She froze, looking at him in disbelief, and after a while, followed her instinct to uncover his mask.Under the mask, it really was Eric's face.

They were actually the same person.

So what stupid things has she said these days?

"You..." She opened her mouth in embarrassment, and before she could utter a complete sentence, she was overwhelmed by violent and violent kisses like a storm.He supported her side with one hand, and blocked her retreat with his knees to prevent her from escaping; he held her chin with the other hand, lifted her face, and made her look up to bear his aggressive kiss.His fingers were cold, but his lips were as hot as flames, wrapped in a deep and lingering love, which made her mind dizzy, and her ears, cheeks, and neck were hot.

She saw his greedy and obsessive eyes, and she felt the force of his kiss was strong and crazy, holding her lips fiercely with a force that wanted to swallow her up.

The back of her head went numb after being kissed by him, almost drowning in his kiss.

After a long while, he left her lips, put the tip of his nose against hers, and said softly, "Bai Lanzhi, I..."

She woke up suddenly, and then her heart jumped out of her chest, anger and shame rushed to her cheeks like a fountain: "Let me go—"

She didn't dare to look into his eyes at all, and pushed him away, almost wanting to put his mask on her face, but when she thought of the thing with his body temperature, she threw it on the ground as if being scalded by boiling water, Lowering his head, he hurriedly walked to the door.

this person……

How could you treat her like this...

Really, really too much!

He obviously likes her, but he rejects her confession as Eric.It's fine to refuse, but he used the identity of Mr. OG to deliberately approach her and listen to her serious and ridiculous confession.

How can there be such a person!

She couldn't stay here any longer, and she would die of anger if she stayed any longer.

"You liar!" She said fiercely, slammed the door and left.

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