Free Web NovelChapter 1987: Chapter 479: Wicked Curse Condemned by Heaven (Part 5)
The car stopped in front of the ancient castle, Lorde walked over, personally opened the car door, and extended his hand to Yun Ya with absolute courtesy and gentlemanly demeanor.
Yun Ya bent down and sat inside the car, Lorde followed her in, while Hongxin and the other four bodyguards got into another car behind, trailing at a distance.
"I’ve already arranged everything from that day, you don’t need to worry."
The man’s deep voice slowly resonated.
Yun Ya glanced out the car window, watching the scenery swiftly passing by, and said lightly, "Thank you."
"It should be me thanking you."
Yun Ya turned her head to look at him, the man’s dark gaze became even more profound in the dim car interior, staring straight at Yun Ya, soon he smiled and said, "This is a deal, there’s no need for thanks, right?"
The two exchanged smiles, everything was understood without words.
On Broadway Boulevard, countless opera houses stood, holding onto their style amidst the neon nightscape, people coming and going, seeking lost emotions and classics in the intertwining of modern and classical.
The car parked in the parking lot of Maizhe Theater, entered through a special passage, and took the elevator directly to the second-floor box. The room was not very large, sitting by the window offered a perfect view of the stage below, a prime location, avoiding the embarrassment of noisy crowds and allowing the charm of the opera stage to be enjoyed.
The moment they sat down, a uniformed waiter was about to enter, stopped by Hongxin at the door, who took the tea and snacks from the waiter and personally delivered them inside.
The waiter, knowing the status of the guests in this box, left without asking anything.
The two arrived a bit early, slowly the audience seats filled up, a sea of heads, enough to show the allure of this timeless theatrical classic.
As the music began, the curtain slowly drew open, and this romantic tragedy gradually unfolded.
Yun Ya rested her chin on one hand, her gaze on the stage below, immersing in the emotional journey of joy and sorrow as if tasting the bittersweet flavors of life’s journey, experiencing all its nuances.
Lorde glanced at the young girl before him, under the dim light, her face was beautiful and fair, her thick and long eyelashes obscured the emotions in her eyes, her gaze like mist, mysterious and ethereal. Though she sat directly before him, it seemed as if she might transform into air and vanish the next moment.
He had no interest in the performance on stage, this was the first time he scrutinized her so closely, intermittently hearing the cadences of the lines and the emotion-stirring music, yet all that noise seemed to fade away with the wind. At this moment, he saw only her.
After a long two hours, with Juliet’s death in honor of love, the tragedy reached its climax. She chose death to safeguard her pure love, the actors’ wholehearted dedication brought the audience an exhilarating visual feast, and many in the audience discreetly wiped away their tears.
Yun Ya’s eyes gradually grew hazy, a good drama can lead the audience through verbal and physical expression to feel as if they’ve lived such a life.
"Did you cry?" Lorde looked at her in surprise.
Since knowing her, she had always been gentle and compliant, never losing her temper, let alone seen weeping. Now she was like a branch of pear blossoms in spring rain, stirring pity.
Yun Ya smiled slightly, "Don’t you find it touching?"
Touching?
Lorde raised an eyebrow, though he hadn’t paid close attention, he was aware of this renowned romantic tragedy, "On the contrary, I think such love doesn’t exist in this world, it’s purely the playwright’s embellishment."
He didn’t mention that if Romeo truly loved Juliet, he wouldn’t just strive to have her, placing her over the flames of the feud between their families, instead, he should consider her position. Romeo was too selfish.
Even more selfish was Juliet, for a man’s sake putting her painstakingly nurturing parents and family to the side?
Everyone praises this kind of love, but who considers how the two families who lost their children would survive?
It should be said, love itself is inherently selfish.
Lorde understood but did not agree. Different values mean to some, love is above freedom and life, abandoning family, kin, and brothers without care. What meaning does love hold that requires forsaking everything else?
But to him, love was never the entirety of life.
Yun Ya lowered her eyes and smiled slightly, there were things he didn’t say, but she understood.
