Chapter 1255 1255 Self-Redemption

Hugo lay quietly on the bed. Up, looking at the boring scenery outside the window, there is an unknown bird resting on the tall pine tree, the bird is standing on the branch, pecking its feathers thinly, the warm summer sun is projected on On it, the light and dancing dust outlined an outline around the bird, as if inlaid with a thin layer of gold.

Then the bird suddenly fluttered its wings and flew high, stirring up a piece of dust and spinning violently, creating several vortices, but after the rotation, it slowly settled down, and finally returned to calm again, flowing slowly in the air.

Hugo just lay there quietly, looking at the changing and unchanging scenery outside the window. He didn't speak, move, or express himself. Even those amber eyes didn't have any color, as if he had lost his mind. Like a soul, only a body is left lying on the bed. up, motionless.

When Adam Lancaster entered the room, what he saw was this scene. He just stood at the door stupidly, looking at his son, who had lost weight twice, his pale face had no vitality, and he suddenly felt a jerk in his chest. Stupid, a little breathless, couldn't help but turn away from the sight.

I heard that this is the fifth day that Hugo has been in such a situation. I heard that Hugo is still suffering from nightmares in the middle of the night. I heard that Hugo's friends and even girlfriends are helpless... Otherwise, Joseph will not contact he is. What he was worried about finally happened, and Hugo's tender shoulders were finally crushed by the heavy pressure.

After the fourteen-year-old Hugo ran away from home, Adam was actually worried about this day. Although Hugo had always been independent, he was only a child after all. There were almost traps in the colorful circle of fame and fortune in Hollywood. Stress is everywhere.

Adam had at one point earnestly hoped that Hugo would take a hit from society and return to Lanches to live a normal life and never be hurt again. But this is his idea, he has no way to ask Hugo to do this, and he has no right to ask Hugo to do it, just like he can't blame Lena for leaving, he doesn't want Hugo to disappear forever like Lena in his life. So, Adam closed his mouth, worried and feared alone in Lanches' world, and then silently followed Hugo's every move.

But looking at his son, whose soul seemed to be taken out of time, Adam once again doubted whether his decision was correct, his hands began to tremble uncontrollably, and he couldn't tell whether it was fear or worry.

Adam took a deep breath, clenched his hands into fists, let the complicated thoughts in his mind settle, walked to the bed, and sat down in front of Hugo. Adam could see his own shadow reflected in Hugo's amber eyes, but Hugo didn't react much, still staring out the window motionless.

This made Adam more comfortable.

Adam has never been a person who is good at words, he is not good at communication, he doesn't know how to express himself, so Hugo doesn't look at himself, which can make him relax a little bit.

Adam sat quietly on the edge of the bed, without speaking, just a little nervous and cramped in front of Hugo lying quietly in front of him, he had forgotten when was the last time he saw such a fragile Hugo, when he was six years old from straws. Did it fall off the stack? No, it seems to be the night when I was seven years old with a high fever.

Hugo was completely burned out that night, frightening him and Lena to death, and the two smeared alcohol all over Hugo to try to cool him down. At that time, Hugo was small and thin, as if he would fall apart if he hugged him lightly. Hugo, who was burned into a stupor, kept shouting "Mom", and the painful moan made Lina stand by and wonder. overwhelmed. Because they did everything they were supposed to do, but the temperature still couldn't come down.

Later, Adam took off his shirt, hugged Hugo tightly, and kept slapping him to comfort him. Adam looked at Hugo's lips that were starting to crack due to dehydration. He didn't know what to do, so he woke up Lena, who had closed his eyes because he was too tired, and handed his son to her.

When Hugo woke up, all he saw was Lena's loving smile.

The Hugo in front of him was as light as a feather when he was seven years old, and would leave him at any time. Thinking of this, Adam's heart shrank suddenly, and he quickly avoided his sight, lest his eyes would reveal the fear and panic in his heart.

Adam sorted his emotions and looked at Hugo again, but Hugo remained motionless and did not respond, which made Adam sigh lightly. Embarrassed, and then made fun of himself.

"Hugo..." Adam said with difficulty, he had countless ideas and words in his mind, but he didn't know how to organize it, which made him feel frustrated, "If you don't want to persevere, then stop Persevere. You have already achieved your dream, so why bother to torture yourself? You know, last time I went to buy a saddle with Old Jack, and saw the boss watching the video of 'Yi Hai Xiong Feng', and Old Jack talked to the boss Get up, the boss is an old cowboy in his 40s. He said that you are the only actor you can watch in the past two years. If the muscles are too fake, or they are too sissy, you are the most watched. It was pleasing to the eye. Then I bought a whole harness with Old Jack that day."

After Adam finished speaking, he didn't know what to say more, so he stopped dryly, touched his pocket a little embarrassedly, and wanted to take out a cigarette, but only when his fingertips touched the cigarette case, he stopped. Stopped, then put down his right hand embarrassingly, scratching his head in annoyance.

"I remember that after your mother left, you were like that for a while, locking yourself in the room and refusing to come out. No matter what I said to you, you didn't answer. Of course, I never said anything, because I didn't know What should I say. You always have endless things to say to your mother." Adam smirked as he finished speaking, as if mocking himself.

"Do you remember how you came out later?" Adam's mouth curled into a smile, obviously recalling the original situation, "Old Jack tricked you out, he said he wanted to take you to a movie, you He just opened the door to the room. What movie did he say he was taking you to see?"

Adam paused, as if waiting for Hugo's answer, but unfortunately he was going to be disappointed, because Hugo still didn't respond.

After being silent for a while, Adam coughed dryly, but the voice in his voice revealed a hint of exhaustion, "I still remember, it was 'Jaws'. Later, little Jack took you to see it, right? You came back I was terrified." At this point, Adam's mouth also showed a little more smile.

"Perhaps since then, you have already made up your mind to become an actor, right?" Adam found clues in his memories, Shen Sheng said, he suddenly realized that maybe what Hugo needed was not consolation. Not to guide, but to encourage.

Adam didn't know if his thoughts were correct, because he heard Joseph say that Hugo was stressed because he was too involved in the play and had symptoms of split personality. Psychologists say that this situation needs guidance. Adam is not a professional after all, he doesn't know how to deal with it, but looking at his son lying quietly in front of him, Adam decides to give it a try.

"Do you remember the day you left home? You thought I didn't know about your departure, but I was actually in the attic, watching your back. You were so small, it seemed like a gust of wind would blow you away. It's like, your shoulders are too thin, you're carrying a big schoolbag, you look bigger than your body, and you stagger as if you're going to fall down at any time..."

Having said that, Adam fell silent. He still doesn't know whether his original decision was correct.

"But you didn't," Adam took a deep breath. "You firmly disappeared from my sight and came to Los Angeles. Looking back on all these years, you're actually amazing, at least I can't. You rely on your own Strength finished college, and then got to where I am today step by step. I don't know much about Hollywood, but I know that you are my proudest son. You have achieved your dream with your own hands. This is what countless people dream of. target."

"So, I've been meaning to tell you...you're great, you're really great." Adam's voice gradually fell, and he seemed to be choked a little, and then he embarrassedly hid all his emotions, and he still didn't I am used to showing my vulnerability in front of my son, "Hugo, don't make me regret it, okay? Don't make me regret the decision I made, don't make me think I made a wrong decision, don't make me think your dreams are worthless value……"

Adam was at a loss for words again. He just sat quietly and looked at Hugo for a long time. After a long time, he still didn't know what to say. He could only stand up and turn around to leave, but after taking two steps, But he couldn't help looking back at Hugo, his hoarse voice was full of tiredness and bitterness, "You have always done well, without my help and without the support of others, you have always done well. ."

After speaking, Adam walked out of the room, but his steps slowed down, one step after another, heavy and slow.

It's just that Adam didn't see it, Hugo turned his head for the first time and looked at his father's back. Adam's broad shoulders seemed a little blurry in the sunlight, but they were still strong, just as he remembered, but at this moment, this strong back looked a little tired and a little old.

Hugo's eyes were wet without realizing it, he knew what happened, he clearly knew what had happened in the past few days, but he doubted himself for the first time in history, whether his insistence was correct, Whether his efforts are in vain, is he going in the wrong direction, because he is very likely to kill a life, just because of his own ridiculous and ridiculous acting insistence, just because he is shamelessly and ridiculously out of control in the process of delving into acting. It is a life, an irreplaceable life.

Hugo couldn't forgive himself.

But today, Hugo knows that what he needs is not forgiveness, but self-breakthrough and self-redemption. No one can help him except himself. Choose to give up, choose decadence, choose to retreat; or choose to persevere, choose to forge ahead, choose to struggle? Hugo's choice on this multiple-choice question has never changed and should not change now.

Just like Matthew, true redemption can only be performed by himself.