Chapter 1261 1261 Inner Desire

"Yes, of course." Hugo's words were relaxed with a hint of excitement, "I think acting is really a very interesting thing, you know, when your own life and the character's life are intertwined, that kind of The joy and joy of traveling back and forth between reality and illusion, the grandeur and grandeur that condenses a long life into just 90 minutes, the comfort and relaxation that makes the emotions burst out incisively and vividly, in the performance In an instant, there is a sense of freedom and enjoyment of wandering in a parallel world."

This was the most vivid feeling after Hugo broke through the bottleneck this time. It was as if he suddenly raised his head and saw the starry sky in the dark night. Let the soul be baptized in an instant.

"Wow, I can't understand." After Charlize sighed, he said it neatly, which made Hugo stunned, and then chuckled, "To be honest, I can't understand the state you are talking about, listen. It looks like an extremely mysterious world, which makes me yearn infinitely. This makes me wonder if one day, I can also reach your realm? "

Indeed, Hugo had not felt this state until recently, as if he had opened a door and entered another world. The feeling is subtle and indescribable, incomprehensible to those who have not really experienced it. Just like when Katharine Hepburn and Hugo were talking, Hugo was confused; now Charlize is obviously the same, but Hugo is standing in Katherine's position.

Hugo chuckled and sighed, "Before this, acting was just a hobby for me, but now, it has become a bridge for me to communicate with another world, you know, I seem to see a brand new The world." Hugo paused when he said this, he wanted to describe the starry sky in his mind to Charlize, he wanted to find the exact language, but for the first time he found that his language was So lacking and so pale, "It's like a person who likes extreme sports, and he never forgets the excitement generated by extreme sports, so he always pushes himself to constantly challenge this limit, the kind of pleasure that constantly shocks and refreshes himself. Makes the whole life different. I finally know why some people are addicted to drama!"

Although Hugo's excitement was not high, Charlize clearly felt it, which made her laugh uncontrollably, "Hugo, your words have filled me with energy."

Charlize never wanted to be a vase, but at the very beginning, she just stubbornly didn't want others to always pay attention to her appearance, she just wanted to prove that she has the strength beyond appearance, that's all. But after getting along with Hugo for a long time, gradually, Charlize also has ambitions for acting. She also wants to be an excellent actor. If appearance can be a weapon for performance, she doesn't mind taking advantage of this appearance. This is the biggest difference Charlize is now.

"Hugo, have you been afraid in the past few days?" Charlize hesitated for a while, but still asked the question.

Hugo was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Scared, of course scared. You know, the process is like falling into a black hole, and it's like... a bullet hits you directly, that kind of fear instantly disappears. Devouring you, you have fallen into a bottomless abyss before you even had time to muster your courage."

Charlize didn't speak. She recalled seeing Hugo when she rushed over to Baton Rouge. At that time, Hugo was like a rag doll without a soul. No wonder Joseph panicked, even the group of them who knew best Hugo believed in Hugo's friends the most, and it was hard not to panic. And what about Hugo as a party? I'm afraid even more so.

"But you don't regret it." Charlize's sentence should be an interrogative sentence, but she said it in a positive sentence.

"But I don't regret it." Hugo gave an affirmative answer, and the words passed through the phone lightly, but with infinite power, "You know, it's like a moth to a fire, knowing that the result of flying over is Destruction, but we will still move forward without turning back, and the craziest thing is that we are still enjoying it." Speaking of which, Hugo chuckled silently, as if he was laughing at himself, but it also seemed to be relieved.

Charlize also laughed, as if whispering, "Even if you do it again, you will still make the same choice." Charlize knows that this is the inner desire, the inner passion, the inner yearning, this is the The meaning of life.

Many people have spent their entire lives searching for the meaning of their lives without knowing the meaning of their lives. They just live mediocrely, to live for the sake of living, and to go with the flow for the sake of survival. Maybe they can maintain the length of their lives, but they do not have the breadth of their lives. And it is the latter that determines the splendor of life.

Although Charlize knew that Hugo was such a person a long time ago, she still felt the sigh and admiration in her heart again. She dreams of a future like this, a future of being a Hugo-like actor.

The phone call ended, but Hugo still stood there, looking at the delicate sunlight outside the window, but his heart was surging because of the conversation just now.

As Hugo said just now, acting was an interest and a hobby for Hugo in the past, and it was never comparable to his pursuit and dedication to rock and roll, but now, acting has become Hugo's lifelong pursuit, and he enjoys acting Wandering and soaring in the world, he is eager to constantly climb new peaks in the world of acting.

Hugo knows that acting is never an easy thing, because human personality is an independent individual. If you are too obsessed with acting, it is not uncommon to have a split personality. But Hugo also knew that he would still fly into the flames without hesitation, and open his arms to embrace the pain that accompanied the challenge of the limit. Like rock and roll, glory or death, he chose to burn himself desperately.

"I need to know that I hurt you. The truth is that everything originated from me. The hurt is just to find the bottom line, but this is causing me trouble."

The guitar strumming kept deafening in Hugo's mind. The bright and sad strings sounded like a cuckoo weeping blood, pouring out the inner pulling and bitterness like a song. Hugo knew, always knew, that he had brought it all on himself.

It was he who tried to break his acting mode and sought new breakthroughs; it was him who tried to integrate himself into the role, regardless of each other; it was he who was too greedy for the ecstasy after being cast into the role, refusing to distinguish between reality and fantasy; Matthew's character is shaped, creating a split personality...

"I want to know I'm scarred, I want to know if you feel free, if you're still kissing me like you're kissing me, are you still holding my secrets? I'm too good at honesty and that gives me caused trouble."

But Hugo couldn't give up, and he didn't want to. The performance is like love, that kind of passion, that kind of indulging in that kind of madness, makes life magnificent, and the emotional burst is simply uncontrollable. Love is love, like a volcano erupting. Falling in love, what a wonderful adjective, "falling slowly...in love", the slow but fast process that fills the world with poetry.

Even if you are hurt, even if you choose to separate, even if love disappears... but the scars left in your heart will still exist forever, become a part of your body, and become a part of your life. That residual temperature, solidified into the appearance of amber, is fixed for eternity.

"You lit me up, hit me like bullets (Bullets), the pieces that belonged to you were left in my heart, and the craziest thing is that I'm fascinated by it, the black hole inside, the black hole inside."

Bullets, all this is like a sudden impact of a bullet. There is no time to react, and no ability to resist. You can only feel the strong impact of the bullet. devour. Even though the pain gradually disappeared, the fragments of the bullet were still left in the heart, the dark hole remained there forever, the pain of the scar made the emptiness of the black hole continue to flow, not even tears, not even blood could make up for that. Unfathomable hole.

But...but the craziest thing is that, looking down at the scars and holes left by the bullet, I still deeply love that feeling, I am deeply fascinated by it, and after falling in love, I can't extricate myself for a long time. The bursts of pain kept coming, and the tears broke free from the shackles of the eyes and kept sliding down, reminding myself how crazy all this was, but instead of resisting, I still laughed and enjoyed it.

Is this crazy? Is this exciting? Is this scary?

Maybe. But he was really fascinated by it.

"It's not an apology, no emotions, no surgery, people are always abandoned by time, just keep struggling. You're just so beautiful, it's not your fault, it's causing me trouble. You light me up, like It hits like a bullet, and the pieces that belong to you are left in my heart, and the craziest thing is that I am fascinated by it, the black hole in my heart, the black hole in my heart."

Hugo just stood there like this, and then slowly opened his arms, allowing the sunlight to penetrate through and fall on him. The warm temperature made Hugo slowly close his eyes, and he could even feel the breeze. The free breath that slowly penetrated his arms, he slowly tilted his head back, as if his feet could be vacated, and then began to soar with the wind, that kind of comfortable pleasure accompanied by the entanglement, pain, bitterness, struggle deep in his mind It erupted together, but this time Hugo was not afraid at all, he just opened his arms, ready to embrace the comet-like impact.

"Bullets", that piece of acting, along with the pain of this split personality, will forever remain in Hugo's heart. I closed my eyes and listened to the beating of my heart quietly. It was small but powerful. Even though every beating involved nerves and pain, every beating was so powerful and beautiful.

It is the first time that Hugo feels the power and charm of this sentence.