บท 211: Chapter 210 I Love You

Christine, dressed in a white gown, was like a pure light in the darkness on the dimly lit stage, so beautiful that one could hardly bear to look away.

The somber and shadowy Phantom of the Opera, rowing for her, seemed more like her protective Dark Knight.

The juxtaposition of black and white, their harmonious duet, the perfect match sent the audience's shippers into a collective brainstorm, generating dozens of fictional narratives in their minds in a short span of time.

As the chorus concluded, the backdrop depicting a gloomy cave canal at the rear of the stage suddenly parted, revealing another backdrop painted with an iron gate. As the Phantom and Christine drew near, it was also slowly lifted to reveal the real background.

It was a palace within the cave.

Luxurious gold everywhere, precious candelabras, chandeliers, furniture glistening under the candlelight, divinity tinged with a hint of eeriness.