Chapter 68 068

"Can't sleep?" Joseph leaned back on the sofa and looked at Hugo carefully.

Tonight's Hugo looked a little unusual, without the usual positivity, optimism, warmth and softness, the figure leaning on the edge of the dining table looked a little thin, a touch of loneliness faint in the moonlight, and the clear face lines seemed to have It was a little softer, covering most of it in the light and shadow, so I couldn't see the expression clearly. I could only see that the thick eyebrows completely covered the amber eyes, and there was an indelible silence on the slightly frowning eyebrows.

Joseph's voice seemed a little empty in the dead of night, which made Hugo a little uncomfortable. He twitched the corners of his mouth, "I've changed to a new place, and I feel a little uncomfortable chatting with you." Hugo looked down at the hand in his hand. The water cup, the slender fingers wrapped around the cup, refracted in the water and appeared a little deformed, and the moonlight sprinkled down, making the water light sway with fascinated ripples. "It just feels a little unreal."

"What?" Joseph didn't understand.

"Everything," Hugo whispered.

Hugo was talking about the life after crossing, but Joseph thought that Hugo was talking about everything that happened recently, especially tonight's audition for "Yihai Xiongfeng" would have such an excellent effect, even Joseph himself did not expect it. , "That's because you work hard enough."

Joseph's words made Hugo chuckle silently, and the corner of his mouth raised a shallow arc. Joseph went on to say, "When an opportunity arises, you have to pay the corresponding effort and price to seize it, otherwise everything is empty talk. Tonight, you performed very well. Not only Rob, but also me. Very unexpected." Joseph encouraged Hugo in his way, and this was the first time that Joseph praised Hugo from the bottom of his heart since he took over the job of Hugo's agent.

"Didn't you see the expressions of Brad and Martin?" Joseph unscrupulously exposed his opponent's scars.

The corners of Hugo's mouth turned up a little more, "Are you talking about the look that I said Brad had nothing to say during the meal, or the look that Martin wanted to eat when we left?"

"I mean Brad's righteous expression at the beginning." Joseph managed to make Hugo laugh out loud.

Holding the water glass, Hugo walked to the old piano and sat down. He looked at the black and white keys in front of him, but did not speak for a long time. Joseph asked, "Are you going to try it?"

"Piano?" Hugo glanced back at Joseph, then turned his head again, "No, I'm a bad piano killer." Hugo's best instrument is undoubtedly the guitar, and his talent in learning instruments is estimated to be only That's it. In fact, he has also learned the piano for a long time, but he can play it, but his level is very rookie.

Joseph was not surprised, it was surprising enough that Hugo could compose music, but it was expected that he could not play the piano.

Then the room fell silent, and you could even hear the sound of the moonlight flowing slowly like a stream, so quiet that there was an inexplicable beauty.

Hugo started humming the song softly again, biting the lyrics indistinctly between his lips and teeth, but his brain was constantly rebuilding each note, trying to use this most basic musical notation to express all the emotions in his heart. Let it out. Looking at Hugo bathed in the moonlight, surrounded by beautiful musical symbols, Joseph suddenly had a feeling that Hugo at this moment is the most real.

Not to say that Hugo is illusory at other times, but to say that Hugo, who is immersed in music, is so real, his inner emotions permeate every musical note, ding-dong along the flowing water surrounded by moonlight, more than Hugo, who has devoted himself to pursuing breakthroughs in acting, is even more vivid. The light on Hugo is so weak but firm.

Joseph felt incredible, he couldn't believe that Hugo could have such a strong chemical reaction with music, which he had never discovered before.

"Hey, are you singing 'Sally. Can. Wait'?" Joseph interrupted Hugo's writing and asked curiously, which made Hugo turn around curiously, inexplicably He looked at Joseph, but Joseph didn't react, and continued to ask, "Who is Sally? Do you know a girl?" Joseph never knew that Hugo had met a new girl.

Hugo paused, then shook his head and said, "No, I'm not singing Sally." But Charlize's name came to Hugo's mind, because Charlize's nickname is "Charlie", although there are some differences in pronunciation, it is inexplicably reminiscent.

Hugo shook his head and threw the idea out of his head, but then Hugo found that the lyrics seemed to have a wonderful fit with the melody he had just conceived, and he could try it out.

"So Sally can wait, she knows that even if there are many difficulties and thorns ahead, she is still willing to go ahead with you, but I remember you said that the future is still worth looking forward to. Take me to the place you want, there is no one A place that people know, waiting for us to explore."

Hugo connected the lyrics in series, and the overall feeling suddenly became much smoother, but I always felt that there were still some parts of dissatisfaction, and the artistic conception of the whole lyrics did not achieve the expected effect.

Hugo fell silent again, and he began to think about the original intention of writing this song just now, because he was obsessed with the past, but also because he was dazed and confused about the future. The elegance and firmness in the melody conveyed the depth of Hugo's heart. decision, but what about the lyrics? The lyrics also express Hugo's determination to fight for the future, but why does he always feel that he is not strong enough and lacks a little chemical reaction?

Joseph didn't speak again, he could hear Hugo's humming intermittently, and the beautiful musical symbols lit up this cold night, like the light of fireflies, slowly lit up with Hugo's warm voice , let the coldness of the moonlight touch the skin gradually dissipate, and you can feel the warmth coming towards you.

This is really a very magical thing, the charm of music is displayed incisively and vividly at this moment.

But a series of messy voices interrupted the moment, "What are you doing?" Hugo and Joseph both turned their heads together, and saw Alex in a pair of Winnie the Pooh shorts standing at the door of the bedroom, rubbing his sleepy eyes in confusion. looked over.

Hugo and Joseph looked at each other, and although they both lowered their voices, they still woke Alex up. But fortunately, Alex's personality is informal, otherwise it will affect others on the first day of the shared tenancy, which is not a good start.

"No, I just can't sleep." Hugo knew that the cause of the incident was himself, so he took the initiative to stand up and apologize, "Sorry for waking you up."

Alex waved his hand, looking like he didn't care at all, "Are you worried about tonight's audition?" Alex's personality was a familiar one. He lay down on the sofa and hugged him. A pillow murmured and guessed, "You didn't say that the audition process went smoothly, then don't worry, the past is a foregone conclusion, it's better to let go of it and let it go. Don't feel sorry for the past, because it doesn't have anything to do with it. It's only you who gets hurt, I'm sure Rob slept well tonight, even if he didn't sleep well, it was Brad."

Alex was muttering there, and Hugo was listening with a smile, but suddenly he caught a little inspiration and interrupted Alex, "What did you just say?"

Hugo's eager voice made Alex look up and open his confused eyes to look at Hugo, "I said Rob must have slept well..."

"No, no, one more sentence."

Alex was tangled, he just said it casually, how did he know what he said, "Uh... don't feel sorry for the past?"

"Yes! Don't feel sorry for the past (Don't. Look. Back. In. Anger)" Hugo clapped his hands abruptly, and then began humming to find a rhythm. This is what he wants to capture, so all the lyrics just now have to be revised.

"So Sally can wait, she knows that even if you wake up too late, even if you've been abandoned by everyone, her youth fades away, but I remember you said, don't feel sorry for the past."

In this way, the mood of the entire lyrics is complete! And Hugo's brain immediately integrated, and all the lyrics poured out.

"Take me to the place you want, a place no one knows, waiting for us to explore. Please don't waste your youth in rock bands, they will only make you sink. So, I will start from bed. Revolution. Life, because you said that my thoughts have overwhelmed my head. It is summer outside the door. When you stand by the fire, the fire lights up your face, and the hope in your heart is burning like that flame. .

So Sally can wait, she knows that even if you wake up too late, even if you've been abandoned by everyone, her youth fades away, but I remember you said, don't feel sorry for the past. At least not today. "

"Don't feel sorry for the past (Don't. Look. Back. In. Anger)", this is the true portrayal of Hugo's heart. People can't always stay in the past and don't regret what they have done. Occasional memories will motivate people to move forward, but being immersed in memories and unable to extricate themselves will only make them collapse. People should learn to look forward, because we will eventually Find a better place.

The past is already history, and no one can change history; in the future, everything is unknown, and everything can be changed; now, this is the foundation of the future and will soon become the past, only by grasping the present can we make "the past" "It will not become the object of regret, and it can also make the "future" a vision that you long for.

"Don't be upset about the past, at least not today." Hugo whispered to himself, all the emotions in his heart were vented like this, and Hugo felt relieved.

But Joseph and Alex, who were watching Hugo's creation, were obviously not comfortable with it, and Alex asked cautiously, full of doubts, "Hugo, is he psychic? He can do sorcery?" Looking at Hugo It was like a flash of inspiration, and Alex had reason to doubt it.

Joseph couldn't hold back, and he sprayed Alex's face with saliva.