2040 Chapter 2040 Restlessness

The night wind raged, leaving Mr. Perfect far behind. Charlize's figure strode away into the night, and the stiff shoulders loosened little by little.

Charlize felt really stupid, why would she want to run away? Why was her first reaction after seeing Mr. Perfect was to turn around and run away? Why did she tuck her tail in embarrassment and choose to leave? Shouldn't it be Mr. Perfect who leaves - as he did before?

She originally thought that when they met again, she would vent her countless rages on him, she could talk on and on for hours, and she would wish to tear him into pieces...but unexpectedly, it ended like this It's over, empty and simple, and she doesn't even want to listen to his explanation because he's just talking, talking, talking, repeating nonsense that doesn't sound like any nutrition at all, and sounds like a complete jerk.

Mr. Perfect? Maybe, it really is Mr. Perfect - what a complete irony.

The choice is his to make. He chose to leave without saying goodbye, and fled. He chose to cut off contact after arriving in London. He chose to escape the lives of two people in such a way. The brutal way it all ended.

Is she wrong? Maybe, because the beginning and end of any relationship is not just a matter of one party, it is a matter of two people, and a problem that occurs between two people can never be unilateral. But she will no longer blame herself stupidly and take all the faults on herself, because she knows that when the mistakes have been made, both he and she have made their own choices, and now, the results have already happened.

Thinking of this, the burden on Charlize's shoulders was completely lifted. Perhaps, in the past more than a year, she has never really felt relieved. Until the second just now, everything really came to an end. The moment when the burden was unloaded, not only did she not feel sad and In pain, on the contrary, the whole person became lighter, and the corners of the mouth even began to rise slightly uncontrollably.

Stopping, Charlize looked down at the clothes on her body, still in a bad mood, this kind of appearance is really not suitable for appearing in front of strangers, and it is easy to scare others. But... Thinking of Mr. Perfect's frightened and stunned expression just now, Charlize inexplicably felt a little happy, and then she couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

This smile couldn't stop, Charlize stood still and laughed wildly, thinking that Mr. Perfect looked like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and she was the butcher with a knife; and Mr. Perfect wanted something from her people, but she coldly and cruelly dropped the butcher knife in her hand. This is so similar to the story of Irene Enos, as if everything is a mirror image of the movie projected into reality. What an irony.

But after laughing, Charlize suddenly realized that what Hugo said just now was correct. If she doesn't want to get back together, then she won't care about her embarrassment at all, let alone Mr. Perfect's opinion.

Indeed, she still cares. She refuses to let Mr. Perfect see any of her ugliness. This is a matter of dignity. This is a matter of the dignity of any woman. If she can, she doesn't even want everyone to see her embarrassment. Don't talk about Mr. Perfect, if she can, she still hopes to appear in front of Mr. Perfect with a perfect posture, and let him know that in the past year, she has not only lived well, but also become a better person... But, After the initial anger and entanglement passed, her concern quickly disappeared, because she knew that the man who stood in the night and smiled at her perfectly had nothing to do with her, so why should she care about a stranger? What do you think?

It's as if artists can accept criticism, but they don't need to care about everyone's criticism, otherwise living under the spotlight, the pressure of these comments alone is enough to crush a person.

Thinking of this, Charlize looked down at the phone in her hand, remembering the conversation with Hugo just now.

She and Hugo had quarreled, of course, and not only once, she and Hugo had quarreled over many things, and even refused to speak to each other for several days in a row. But this time it was different. Hugo's anger and disappointment on the phone just now were so real, it made her heart tremble slightly. Guo Guo's worry is definitely not without reason, but...but she is still obsessed with it, like a complete fool.

So, she should apologize to Hugo, right?

But what should she tell him? How should she explain it? She just felt that her mind was blank, even if she just looked at the mobile phone in her hand, she felt that her mind was a mess, without any thoughts at all. This in the end is why? Hugo is just her friend, all that just now is just her private life, she can share it with her friends, but there is no need to explain to her friends, isn't it? But what's going on with the turbulent emotions in my heart now?

Why does the thought of "explain everything to Hugo" keep coming to her mind, why does she feel distraught at the thought of Hugo's anger, why does she want Hugo to understand what's really going on in her heart...but the problem is , What is her real thought?

Could it be... Could it be that she really had feelings for him?

This thought resurfaced again, hitting Charlize's heart hard like a meteor, almost making her unable to breathe, and the brain that had just calmed down became chaotic again. This made Charlize unable to calm down and think at all, countless trivial and messy thoughts kept churning in his mind, even more turbulent than seeing Mr. Perfect just now... No, this is an unprecedented turbulence, which Charlize has never experienced Passed, felt emotion.

The surging emotions kept hitting her chest, almost suffocating her.

Breathe, breathe... Charlize kept taking deep breaths, trying to calm down her overheated brain. She breathed heavily, but the cold air in the middle of the night couldn't cool down her scalding lungs. The heat that was about to burn her chest almost made her unable to stand still. She could only squat down, hug her knees tightly, and then let herself relax slowly.

I don't know how long it took, Charlize's eyes fell on the phone again, her brain was still blank, she still didn't have any clues, but the heart that kept beating her chest was telling her - she should call Hugo , So she did it.

Pressing the all-too-familiar phone number, Charlize found that her right hand was trembling a little bit. She bit her lower lip tightly and watched the faint light flashing on the phone screen hesitantly, but before she put the phone on the In the ear, the light suddenly went out. This made Charlize stunned, and quickly put the phone to her ear, but there was no sound.

Charlize pressed the phone number again in a panic, this time without any hesitation, and put it directly to her ear, but the voice of the artificial service desk came from the other end of the phone, "Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off, Please call back later." Hearing these words, Charlize froze in place like this, and couldn't hide the bewildered look on her face.

Charlize just put the phone to her ear, listening to the elegant voice of the service desk, she was still unwilling to take off the phone, and the world seemed to stand still at this moment.

Hugo couldn't calm down his anger. Just thinking of Charlize's uneasy attitude just now made him burn with anger. He really wanted to grab Charlize's shoulder and tell her, "That bastard is not for you, you deserve it Better people... like me." However, he couldn't speak, the words had already flowed to his lips, but he still couldn't speak. So much so that he couldn't even tell whether this anger was directed at Mr. Perfect, at Charlize...or at himself.

Hugo walked back and forth in the room restlessly, restless, unable to calm down at all, and he didn't know what he was doing, waiting for Charlize's call? Or are you waiting for an unknowable unknown? Hugo glanced at the completely scrapped mobile phone on the desk, and let out a long breath. He knew that Charlize would not call tonight.

He turned his head and glanced at the landline on the bedside table. It was the hotel's phone.

After hesitating on the spot for a while, Hugo walked to the side of the bedside table, picked up the receiver, put his finger on the keyboard, but stopped like that. What should he say to Charlize? He has said everything he wanted to say just now, except for the most important secret hidden deep in his heart, he has almost spread out everything, but Charlize still has no way to understand, and even hung up the phone , so, what should he say on the phone now? What else can I say?

In the end, Hugo gently put the phone back. Standing next to the bedside table, unwilling to leave for a long time, ten minutes, twenty minutes... Hugo then turned and walked to the bathroom.

The night is getting thicker and darker, but for many people, it is a sleepless night. In order to prepare for tomorrow's important scene, Kate Beckinsale, Hugo's handsome face appeared in her mind, and her heart was pounding like a deer; Haley Joel Osment, who was reading the script and preparing for tomorrow's scene, thought of the upcoming scene. I was very excited at the beginning of the filming scene; Leonardo, who was thinking about the performance of Hugo recently, sat on the edge of the bed and couldn't sleep; returned to the hotel lonely, Mr. Perfect who was at a loss...

Also, one is in Miami and the other is in Philadelphia, a space of about 1,200 miles, far away and close, two souls caught in the same deep thinking. Looking up at the bright stars on the sky, I couldn't help but wonder, is that person also looking at the same sky?