Chapter 1542 1542 Drunk in It
Neil originally planned to record his humming, and then replay it to find some inspiration, but only after humming two syllables did Neil realize that although he pressed the record button, no one else was there. In the recording room, his voice could not be recorded at all - it should be Hugo's voice.
Neil couldn't help laughing. After staying in the practice room for a long time, his mind would always be confused. Neil pressed the red button beside him, ready to tell Hugo about his mistake just now, but when the words reached his throat, they stopped at his lips, and the whole person became quiet.
He didn't hear the beginning of the song, he just started listening from the middle of a syllable, but he couldn't help being attracted by the clear and transparent melody, just like the ding-dong sound of melting glaciers, the crystal clear water The beads flowed slowly along the white and flawless snow-capped mountains, and under the sunlight, they brought the breath of spring into the whole world.
Neil had never heard this song, literally "never". Before, because he and Fokin had been studying the composition of lyrics and music, they had read the music drafts at Hugo's house over and over again - Hugo also Self-taught from non-major background. But among the hundreds of original drafts in Hugo's house, Neil had never heard the song.
Originally, Neil thought it was Hugo who just got inspiration and created it temporarily, but he saw a deep nostalgia in Hugo's eyes, looming under the cream yellow halo, but it made the melody even more Light and moving. Neil couldn't help guessing, maybe this was Hugo's previous creation, and it's just being perfected today.
Hugo's slender fingertips danced gently on the strings, and the golden musical symbols danced like elves. This melody was even simpler than "Sail", with almost only three chords. , and compared to "Voyage", this song has not been arranged at all, just the original song played by guitar, but the whole melody is very complete, it seems that adding any other instruments or arrangement is superfluous, The simple to the extreme melody blooms beautiful and moving charm in Hugo's shallow singing.
This reminds Neil of the first time he and Hugo met, the song "Home". It's just that the song in front of me is even simpler than "home", and the emotion is stronger.
Through the thick glass window, Neil saw the emotions surging in Hugo's hazy amber eyes, and the handsome face cast by the shadow was a little lonely and a little throbbing. , like a lilac flower that quietly blooms in March, so beautiful that one can't help but stop breathing, but the lyrics that reveal a strong breath of life are like poetry. In Hugo's unmodified humming, it is easy to Impressed Neil.
"Whenever I want to tell you how I feel, heaven whispers, it rains heavily, the sky is dark, and no one can overcome; I want to speak, but can't, my soul freezes, every time I want to tell you how I feel It will always be so.”
Neil sat quietly in the same place, as if Hugo was the only one left in the world to sing, and the sincere and simple emotions were gently surging in the melody. This kind of Hugo is so familiar, yet so unfamiliar, he is so fragile as if a gust of wind blows it will fall apart, but the rich emotion is like a tsunami, surging in the melody, every word. They all hit the eardrum like a heavy hammer, causing Neil's eye sockets to heat up slightly.
"Because I fell...deeply in love, in love..."
The gently dragging tail sound is like a meteor streaking across the night sky. The long tail slowly dissipates in the thick night. It is gentle and long, bright but not dazzling, but even if it is completely extinguished, the sky is like a curtain. I can still feel the deep imprint. I can't see it does not mean it disappears, but it is truly imprinted in my mind, memory, and soul. The bright and dazzling light stings the softest part of my heart.
Neil just felt as if he was really falling, sinking slowly amid Hugo's singing, slowly falling from the sky, and the wind was surging from all directions, but his brain became clearer and clearer, feeling the process of his whereabouts. , I feel the abyss that never has a bottom, but the darkness in my sight is not scary at all. The brightness hidden in the black makes the world extremely gentle.
Maybe, this is the true meaning of falling in love.
Neil carefully searched for clues on Hugo's cheeks, because the rich emotion of this song was so clear that there was no need to ask. It was bright and blurry, projecting a lingering nostalgia that moved Neil.
Neil wanted to open his mouth to ask who the inspiration for Hugo's song came from, but the idea just popped into his mind, so he couldn't help but press it down, and he sat quietly on the chair, watching. Hugo, who gradually became silent—the bright aura around him was like the stars that were obscured by the sun, getting weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared in the cream-yellow halo, as if The whole person disappeared.
After a piece was played, Hugo's fingertips were still on the strings. He could even feel the vibration from the slightly trembling strings, vibrating lightly on the skin of his fingertips, and his heart could not help but tremble slightly. After a moment, Hugo moved his fingertips away in a panic, and quickly closed them, his eyelids drooped down quickly, covering up the confusion and surging under his eyes.
Hugo pursed his lower lip slightly, and couldn't help being a little ecstatic: Why did he think of playing this song just now? Just at that moment, the melody in his mind flowed out from his fingertips, and even he could not control it, nor could he predict it, as if the melody had never disappeared from the bottom of his heart.
Hugo just sat there in a daze, his mind was blank, his whole body was completely empty, holding the guitar and thinking quietly, but in fact, he didn't know what he was thinking at all, a bunch of chaotic ideas Couldn't find a clear outline. The melody of "No. Name" still reverberated in my mind.
Hugo never intended to publish "Anonymous", he didn't even record the score of the song, no one had heard or knew the song except him. Because Hugo only wants to keep this song buried in his heart, preferably never to call it again. However, today Hugo learned that he has not forgotten this song, never forgotten, every musical note is so familiar and so clear, the golden notes are still dancing on the top of his heart, but it makes Hugo's heart trembling.
Lowering his eyes, Hugo fell silent, letting the noise and noise in his mind slowly disappear, leaving only the clear heartbeat beating on his eardrums.
Neil originally wanted to talk to Hugo about this song, but he saw Hugo's dazed expression, as if his soul had already wandered in outer space, and he swallowed the words that came to his mouth. Neil looked at the audio track that had been recorded, then looked up at Hugo, who was still in a daze, and finally saved it and put it in a corner, not intending to make it public.
Not only did Neil know that the ten songs of the new album of Glory to Death had already been formulated, but the outdoor studio version had also been recorded, so there was no need to add new songs at all; but Neil could feel that this song was too much. It's private, he can hear the voice of Hugo's own heart in every syllable and every lyric, as if his soul is singing in a low voice, such a song should not be released to the public, just treat it as It's Hugo's own little secret.
Neil lowered his head, turned off the audio link between the studio and the outside, and left the entire confined space to Hugo, as if he had never heard this song, and he had never witnessed the song just now. One scene, and that song is still the most precious secret in Hugo's heart.
Hugo calmed down, taking back his chaotic thoughts bit by bit, and the melody in his mind had disappeared. The little episode just now seemed to have never happened. After Hugo came back to his senses, he couldn't help being stunned for a while, and then let out a long breath, as if he wanted to spit out all the irritability and dullness in his heart. Showing endless tiredness.
Life will never stop, time is still moving forward, everyone has the right to rest, but it cannot stop forever, otherwise it will only be forgotten by the world.
Hugo exhaled until his entire lungs were emptied, the feeling of suffocation struck, his face flushed slightly, and his brows moved gently toward the middle, but he was still stubbornly unwilling to breathe. , until he felt that his ears had begun to roar, and he took a deep breath of air.
The slightly hot indoor air made Hugo's brain, which had become cold due to lack of oxygen, boil instantly, as if the whole person was alive in an instant. That kind of pleasure made Hugo involuntarily close his eyes, panting quietly and rapidly, and all the noise in the world disappeared at this moment. A moment of silence made Hugo finally feel the real peace.
When he opened his eyes again, Hugo looked at the glass window. On the other side, Neil was looking down at the score. He tapped the table with his right hand to beat the beat. But Hugo wasn't worried. Even if Neil saw it and heard it, he didn't like to gossip and was a talkative personality, so it didn't matter.
Hugo didn't say anything to call Neil either. He lowered his head and hugged the guitar, and began to fiddle with the strings again. Compared with real life, the world of music is so pure and simple, and at the same time, you can vent your emotions into it, which is also an important reason why music is moving.
Listening to the clear guitar strings, Hugo found unprecedented peace.