Fifteen minutes later, with Wendy's enthusiastic help, Qin Li's belt was freed and his underwear did not need to be exposed. Qin Luo's hair was not too messy at least. The wine in the wine cabinet was not smashed, but there were too many on the cabinet. There were two shoe prints and Qin Luo's hands were stained with some dust.
When he got out of the car again, Qin Luo held Qin Li's hand. He still looked elegant, noble, fresh and refined. The gaffe just now was as if it had never happened. He was wearing a black retro-style knee-length skirt with thin fabric embellishments. Wearing complicated lace, a necklace of the same color as her eyes hangs around her neck, which is the seal of the family crest.
"Lois de Auguste, Alexei Qin, Wendy Valentine de Vivarere." The attendants who took off their wigs announced their names in turn, and the people at the door were respectful. Bowed respectfully and opened the door of the old opera house.
Qin Luo nodded lightly, then gently smoothed his hair, raised his chin slightly in a swan gesture, with an expressionless face, and the strong aura made Wendy unable to adapt. She thought she was just a nervous big sister, Now it seems that being able to run so many industries on her own and have so many connections is because she can see people through the cracks in the door.
After entering the opera house, Qin Luo did not go upstairs to the box, but took Wendy around, just like a sightseeing tour, talking about the prosperity of the burned opera house.
"Oh, how many operas were performed at that time, and how prosperous it was here, with Lucia's ditties, Devil Robert's singing, and Di Boer's dancing!" Qin Luo left Qin Li and pulled Wendy along. With her hand, she gently touched the different colors on the wall. It seemed that they were pieced together with scraps from the repair process. Many things flashed in her eyes, just like those prosperous things she had seen with her own eyes... For some reason, Wendy I feel better about Qin Luo. I think she is an amiable person with many things on her mind, and my good feelings begin to accumulate slowly.
This summer, I was about to go back to school alone, but I suddenly came to Paris. However, few people invited her to be company, and she felt warm in her heart, especially when she saw Lois' sincere friendliness and concern when getting along with her.
It was as if she could see what Wendy longed for. Although the invitation may have been for family business purposes, it gave her substantial friendship.
Or maybe it's out of concern for his younger brother, hoping that he will have a better life alone in the United States. Having multiple friends is not bad for both parties.
Wendy didn't notice the family situation of Qin Luo and Qin Li. When she heard the two surnames, she suppressed her curiosity. Her own home was a mess, so don't ask about other people's personal affairs. She knew that feeling best.
"There's no one there..." Wendy looked around cautiously. As soon as she finished speaking, many people wearing low-key brand names or custom-made clothes came in and dispersed towards the hall one after another, but there was no one like Qin Luo and the others. Visiting with the same earnestness, he disappeared on the wide staircase leading to the backstage connected to the hall.
Wendy turned to look at Qin Li, who happened to be following him. Qin Luo winked, and he took Qin Luo's cell phone and went to the corner to make a call.
"Do you know about The Phantom of the Opera?" Qin Luo tilted his head, as if to divert Wendy's attention, and smiled softly, with a bit of mischief and teasing in his eyes.
"Well, it's a French Gothic novel set in the Paris Opera House..."
"Yes, the Phantom lives in the underground labyrinth of the Opera House. He even destroyed the most famous crystal chandelier for Christine. The chandelier was so big that it fell like the most beautiful dream shattered, triggering another hell. A fire like sulfur, burning away all good and evil..." Qin Luo said softly, looking at the gorgeous sculptures on the handrail of the stairs.
Wendy was a little fascinated. In such an opera house, which had been burned down... and the singing and dancing in the novel, it seemed as if she was right in front of her eyes...
The walls were no longer dilapidated, candlelight was lighting up in circles, and the faint chorus of "Hannibal" came from the stage. Through the cold dust, the sound was a bit distorted and shrill, and the girl who yearned for the opera house was dancing. , the masked ghost had a rose tied with a black ribbon in his hand, and was throwing it down from the box. There was applause from all directions...
The hall was no longer empty, with the sound of violins, singing, the sound of carriages rumbling, feathers of different colors undulating, and countless figures passing by, some so close that one could even see their faces clearly. The dome is not empty either. It is hung with various curtains, as well as the shining golden crystal lamp that carries countless people who are obsessed with life.
"Bravo...Bravissmo..." The ethereal voice sounded, standing out among the noise one after another. The voice was very soft, like gauze fluttering gently in the wind, hazy and fascinating. In the haze...something was shaking...Wendy blinked and reached out to move it in front of her eyes. What she saw was...a black lasso! There is also a mirror with...
"Ah!" Wendy whispered, and then she came to her senses when she saw Qin Luo dazzling a rose in front of her. Qin Luo smiled mysteriously and put the flowers back on his belt, "What, are you scared?"
Black ribbon? Red rose? Wendy's hands felt a little cold.
Wendy was stunned. When did she come here? She was no longer in the lobby just now, but in a small alley that seemed to be used by backstage staff. Before she could answer, Qin Luo pulled her to an unoccupied secret door, smiled again and said, "There's even more surprises. Let's go to the Music of the Night and have a look. How about it?"
Qin Luo opened the door, and Wendy's eyes suddenly widened. This is...
"Let's go, after passing the maze, the auction officially begins. Miss, please raise your head and light our lamp."
The maze of the Phantom of the Opera dungeon? Could it be that Qin Luo deliberately restored the scenes in the book?
The lights on both sides of the alley, which could only accommodate the two of them, suddenly lit up as Wendy moved. Two twisted skull-like hands protruding from the wall held up candlesticks, lighting the way for the two of them.
Qin Li was already waiting for them, holding an old-looking cane in his hand. "Everyone has been notified. You can enter." He glanced at Qin Luo and returned the phone to her.
"Come on, follow the lights. Don't go where there is no light. You don't even know where it leads." Qin Luo gently took Wendy's hand and led her through the alley with the skeleton hand candlestick. , Qin Li followed closely behind.
Wendy felt uneasy. This auction... was too artistic... Looking back at Qin Li, he had disappeared for a while. What was he going to do...
Qin Li walked freely, following Qin Luo up and down the alley, absentmindedly touching the rough stone wall with his old but elegant cane from time to time.
Wendy secretly remembered Qin Luo's general route. Fortunately, she had a good sense of direction. At the end of the maze was a huge and thick iron fence. While filtering out the pattern of dozens of turns, Wendy carefully observed the surroundings. environment of.
Judging from the inference, this maze should gradually fall into the deep underground, coiling in circles and gradually becoming narrower. It seems that there is a large amount of liquid flowing nearby, and the sound of dripping is coming from all directions.
Before Wendy could study how the lights on the skeleton hand turned on, all the lights suddenly went out with a "pop". Wendy instinctively opened her mouth to scream, and the dense and clear sound of dripping water all around made her She swallowed back her scream. Is this called using sound to write silence? Wendy tried her best to open her eyes wide and looked into the darkness.
The door rose without warning. It was really the oldest iron fence on the sewer. Two blond attendants wearing masks opened the door from the inside and were turning the hinges mechanically and regularly. Wendy looked up and saw that the light that dispelled the darkness came from the sky. Although it seemed a bit funny to mention the sky here, it was bright enough and beautiful enough, really like the sun in the underground sky.
The sound of the crystal pendants hitting each other was like a melody independent of the heavy sound rising from the fence gate and the scary sound of water. The warm yellow light fell down along the countless pendants, shrouding the circular hall and covering the on the men and women who were seated one after another. The chandelier like the dream in The Phantom of the Opera is twinkling in this maze at this moment.
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"Miss August, long time no see!" A pink and tender girl came over and kissed Qin Luo's cheek affectionately. Qin Luo let go of Wendy, but Qin Li left them to find seats. .
"Why, are you here for your brother?" Qin Luo asked the girl named Flor with a smile, "Yeah, my brother doesn't have enough time, so I'll help him. He moves less and is safer." Speaking of his brother , Flor was a little worried. When he saw Wendy on the side, he thought she was also a "regular customer", so he didn't ask any more questions. After saying goodbye, he happily went to hand over the chips.
Wendy was really immersed in this mysterious and dreamy atmosphere, and she couldn't tell whether she had traveled through time or not. "Miss, please excuse me, are you going to buy anything? What are the auction items at this fair?" Seeing Qin Luo walking towards Qin Li, Wendy followed Qin Luo and cautiously Pick something to say.
"They are just some antiques, and they have a lot to do with alchemy and the dragon clan. What I want to introduce to you today are 'special items', which are produced in limited quantities every year. They can beautify the skin, prolong life, and even lead to immortality. Are you interested? "
Qin Luo turned his back to Wendy, could not see his expression, and spoke like a riddle, so she really couldn't figure out whether it was a joke or not. Wendy lowered her eyes and did not answer.
The previous suspicion reappeared... was there a purpose in bringing her here?
A total of eight people sat down around the round table. Qin Li handed over the black card. The waiter nodded to him and began to speak, "Everyone, there is no need for me to say more. Miss Flor of the Feng family is a rare sight for the August family. The three guests who appeared were Anne of Latienne's house, Mr. Fred, Gérard of Challan's house, and old Mr. Lines of Dell's house. This year's special cargo 'time' was due to the seller's temporary There are only three notices. If you have a request, it is a quick decision. The timer is one hour. No need to say more, please start, everyone."
"Chuck, why are you in such a hurry?" Flor asked in surprise, his blue eyes widening, "We obviously have the right..."
"Miss Flor, isn't this bad? Or is it that your family has a big business but you don't dare to come to this society to practice it?" Ryans, with his messy white hair, seemed to have evil intentions, and his sharp voice was directed at the simple Flor. .
Everyone at the table began to discuss in low voices. Qin Li kept his eyes on the book he was reading and said in a low voice, "Fifty million US dollars."
The waiter Chuck turned to Qin Li. The air was even more solidified than before, and the sound of water flowing was vaguely heard.
After turning around, everyone noticed the young man holding the book. They ignored his eye-catching clothes and somewhat free and easy hairstyle, Qin Li's straight nose, relatively soft face, and the look in his eyes. The calmness creates another contrast.
What is different from Qin Luo is that Qin Luo's eyes are always flashing with various smiles, real and fake, and it is difficult to tell. But what is hidden in this younger brother's eyes, besides the sharpness of seeing through everything, is There is an unsettling indifference of isolation, like a god coming towards you from another world.
Wendy lowered her head, making it difficult for people to see the changes in her eyes behind her glasses, which made her heart twitch slightly.
When I first met Qin Li, I felt like something was wrong, and I seemed to be vaguely close to touching the truth.
But, it's not enough... Wendy's eyes burst out with an inexplicable fanaticism, a little afraid, but also addicted to such artistic conception and mystery.
"What's wrong?" Qin Luo asked when he saw her like this. When Wendy raised her head, she just responded timidly, "I've never seen such a scene. I've always been...sigh at home." Qin Luo patted her in a comforting tone. Shoot her and return to the deadlocked meeting.
Gérard, who had a cold face, turned around mechanically. His young face, warm brown hair, but there was an indescribable indifference, reserve and maturity, "May I ask your Excellency..."
"Alexei, I'm the boss, please hurry up, I'm in a hurry." Qin Li spoke fluent French with a tired expression. He closed the book with force and threw it casually into the middle, crossing his legs and holding the candy in his mouth. It made a slight noise.
The other five people, no, six people, plus one Wendy, were stunned. This time, even the chandelier and the sound of water flow were drowned out by surprise.
